Host SM_Darlene says:
Prelude: Last time on ACTD Kootenai Station…

The senior staff in two shuttles loaded with weapons and supplies arrived at the rendezvous coordinates where they met an undercover Starfleet Intelligence agent by the name of Breloc who has successfully infiltrated the Trandarus Raiders pirate organization.

After exchanging coded pass phrases, Breloc instructed them to meet him on a far moon on the far side of Corbus III and land.  However he neglected to warn them of the severe atmospheric conditions surrounding the moon.

After initiating landing procedures and entering the atmosphere, the two shuttles crashed landed on the moon's surface, barely escaping with their lives.

Breloc has led them into a small cavern inside a large rock face where they will discuss the plan to infiltrate the pirate organization.

The small cavity in the rock face is nothing but rough walls and a dirt floor.  There is an old wooden table with two benches on each side.  Two small lanterns light the space and a small old heating stove is set up with a pot of hot coffee on it.

Cast of Characters

Pablo Delsoglio as TO Expendable
Steve Seliquini as XO Commander Rick Spicer
Kytra Seliquini as CTO Commander Bao’tzhu Shengming Rr’Vellan
Bruce Oriani as CSO Lieutenant T’pucnamushi
Randy Tirazona as CEO Commander Randy Corjet

Guest Appearance
SM_Darlene Wise as Starfleet Intelligence Agent Breloc
NPC-Lynda Anderson as TO Running Horse

Host SM_Darlene says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<Resume Kootenai Mission-Trandarus Raiders>>>>>>>>>>

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: Cozy place you have here. ::Looks around the cavern::

TO_Expendable says:
::Notices how his shirt begins to be covered by the dust as he enters the cave, following the Senior Staff members::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Shivers and scoots closer to the wall::

Host Breloc says:
::Moves into the space:: XO: It's not much, but......

CEO_Corjet says:
::Walks up to the others, whom are gathered about the XO and Breloc.  He waits a moment for the XO:: XO: Permission to inspect and repair the shuttles Sir? ::Sighs, thinking he could and should have done better::

Host Breloc says:
::Throws a small log into the stove and closes the lid:: All: Coffee any one?  Please have a seat.  ::Motions to the table and benches::

TO_Running Horse says:
::Stops momentarily to close her eyes and re-open them to adjust to the cavern's light::

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Looks at the CEO:: CEO: Granted. Take a security officer with you. Breloc: What have you learned so far?

TO_Expendable says:
::His face expression shows his distrust for Breloc's intentions::

TO_Running Horse says:
::Looks around carefully taking in every sight and listening carefully to the sounds of the cavern::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Turns towards Breloc, wanting a cup of coffee, but decides against it as he already had his daily dosage:: XO: Aye Sir.  ::Turns towards TO Running Horse:: TO: Follow me.  ::Heads out back towards the shuttles::

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Takes a seat on one of the benches::

Host Breloc says:
::Pours himself a cup of coffee then sits down at the table:: XO: Well, I have to tell you, this whole idea doesn't sit well with me.  I've spent two years getting myself into the organization and you and your crew are a big risk to me.  ::Sips his coffee::

TO_Running Horse says:
CEO: Understood Sir.

TO_Running Horse says:
::Walks with the CEO::

TO_Expendable says:
::Whispers:: Running Horse: We better keep our phasers at ready... This is a perfect place for an ambush...

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Rolls her eyes and sighs, crossing her arms::

Host Breloc says:
XO: What have you brought with you besides your crew?

TO_Expendable says:
::Nods at the CEO and the TO::

TO_Expendable says:
::Moves near the XO seat::

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: Are you aware of what they have? ::Looks closely at Breloc to evaluate him::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Slowly makes his way to the Executive Officers shuttle first.  Then looks around the area as he stops at the doors:: TO: Running Horse isn't it?  Please keep an eye out... This may take a while. ::Enters the shuttle::

TO_Running Horse says:
CEO: Yes Sir that is what I am called.

TO_Running Horse says:
::Sticks nose in air and takes a deep slow breath::

Host Breloc says:
XO: What who has?  I want to know what you brought with you before I formulate a plan to get you into the base.

CEO_Corjet says:
::Pulls out the Engineer's toolkit and heads to one of the consoles.  Runs a level-3 diagnostic on the shuttle then remotely commands the second shuttle to run a level-3 diagnostic also::

TO_Running Horse says:
Self: This place has some strange smells to it.

TO_Expendable says:
::Listens carefully to the XO and Breloc talking::

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: We have brought our experience. These pirates have stolen vials containing the Florox virus.

CEO_Corjet says:
::Starts to hum a soothing melody to himself.  Looks over to the console:: Self: Not much damage internally.  But what I've seen from outside... ::Sighs and gets up:: That's a different story. ::Exits the shuttle::

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: Do you know if they know what they contain?

Host Breloc says:
::Eyes the XO and takes another sip of coffee:: XO: Do you think we're stupid, Commander?  We know exactly what is in those vials.  SFI HQ informed me that you would be bringing weapons, supplies, medical supplies and other stuff.  What did you bring?

CEO_Corjet says:
::Lays the toolkit down and opens it up.  Pulls out a laser cutter.  Looks up to TO Running Horse:: TO: You have any experience in emergency repairs?  ::Checks the laser cutter::

TO_Expendable says:
::Thinks: We've brought nothing::

TO_Running Horse says:
CEO: Yes Sir I do.  Top of my class in engineering.

Host Breloc says:
TO/CTO: I'd offer you something to eat, but all I have is this Targ jerky.  ::Pulls the package from his back pocket and puts it on the table::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Keeps one ear flicked towards the cave entrance::

TO_Running Horse says:
::Listens to the sounds around the shuttle before helping the CEO::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Smiles and nods.  Then hands her the laser cutter:: TO: I'd like you to cut out some of the damaged parts of the shuttles exterior.  ::Points to the nose on the port side:: Start there and I'll handle the other side. ::Pulls out another laser cutter and checks it too::

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Eyes Breloc:: We have those supplies. We are not retarded beetle crushers. We are SF Officers after all. Sometimes you SFI guys really get my shorts in a bunch.

Host Breloc says:
::Thinks: These SF Officers....they are so rude::

TO_Expendable says:
Breloc: Thanks, Breloc.. I appreciate your gesture... But I am a vegetarian...

Host Breloc says:
TO: Suit yourself....there are several plant species on the other side of this hill....just in case you get hungry....

TO_Running Horse says:
::Takes the laser cutter and walks to the other side of the shuttle and begins to cut away the damaged parts::

TO_Expendable says:
::Notices the irony in Breloc's words:: Breloc: Thanks.... I am fine for now... ::Raises an eyebrow::

Host Breloc says:
XO: Okay, we have to make this look good or we're all in a world of Targ turds.

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: Agreed. So what are the pirates planning to do with the virus?

Host Breloc says:
XO: Not sure...I heard a rumor they might be developing some kind of bio weapon but I haven't confirmed it yet.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Low snarl::

Host Breloc says:
XO: One thing’s for sure....the word is out that the USS San Carlo is carrying the vaccine.

CEO_Corjet says:
::Quickly finishes cutting out the damaged surfaces.  Then starts to check any internal components.  Smiles with some happiness and quickly repairs a broken link.  Then scans the area he just cut out and enters the shuttle.  He removes a piece of interior hull to put on the exterior, using the tricorder readings to make a perfect fit::

TO_Expendable says:
::Thinks:: Informers, pirates, virus vials and jerky.... What have we gotten ourselves into??

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: Good. That is according to plan. Now we need a way to get to the location the virus is being stored and either retrieve it or destroy it.

CEO_Corjet says:
::Heads out of the shuttle and walks up to the TO:: TO: Looking good there.  When you’re finished, make a preliminary inspection of the other shuttle please. ::Walks over to install the new piece of hull::

Host Breloc says:
XO: Right...okay, I have a small contingent...five small vessels that are at my disposal.  How about we take you prisoner and take your shuttles in tow?  We take you directly to the main base of operations as Cobol will want to speak with you.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Mumbles:: Self: As long as there's no pink jumpsuits involved.

Host Breloc says:
CTO: You said something?  ::Tilts his bald head::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
Breloc: I don't like being a prisoner.

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: How about you eat Targ poop.  I'm not going to give you our weapons and have you kill us.

TO_Expendable says:
XO: I don't like this idea.  What guarantees our safety?

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Looks at the TO and nods in agreement::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Turns around to retrieve a laser welder.  Then starts to install the new piece of hull onto the first shuttle::

Host Breloc says:
::Slams the empty cup on the table and glares at the officers across the table:: XO: Look you Starfleet dipstick!  I'm Starfleet Intelligence!  I don't even want you here but I have been ordered to assist you!  I will not sit here and be insulted!  I have two years invested in this operation and I won't have you blow it!

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Stifles a laugh::

Host Breloc says:
XO: If I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead already!  ::Grumbles::

TO_Expendable says:
::Stands up and shouts at Breloc:: Breloc: Easy, you ....!

CEO_Corjet says:
::Carefully scans the laser welding.  Making sure it's to specifications:: Self: Ok. ::Scans a bit more:: Yes.  ::Sighs and stands up:: That will do it.

Host Breloc says:
::Pulls his phaser as he stands quickly and points it at the TO::  TO: Don't tempt me...

TO_Expendable says:
XO: Let me show him how we offer special treatment for Starfleet Intelligence bullies.

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: I don't give a crap about what you have invested in. My only concern is the retrieval or destruction of that virus. And as for wanting us dead, if not for our pilot's skill we would already BE dead.

Host Breloc says:
::Rolls his eyes:: XO: One could only hope!

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Stands and motions for the TO to stand down:: Breloc: This is no way to convince me you are on our side.  As far as I know, the real Starfleet Intelligence agent could already be dead and you are here to trap us.

Host Breloc says:
XO: Look, you want to get there or not?  I could give a crap whether or not you complete your mission.

CEO_Corjet says:
::Walks over to TO Running Horses' work.  Then scans it:: Self: Nice work. ::Walks into the shuttle to cut away another piece of interior hull to replace the cutout one on the port side::

TO_Expendable says:
::Taps his fingers nervously over the wooden table trying to calm down::

Host Breloc says:
::Puts his phaser back in his holster and at the same time presses a button on a small device in his pocket::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Thinks this whole thing is suicide and is glad the kids are safe on the station::

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: Why not just give us the coordinates of the location of the virus? Let us do our job. You can do yours.

TO_Expendable says:
::Notices that Breloc manipulated something in his pocket:: Breloc: What do you have there!

Host Breloc says:
::Laughs loudly:: XO: You think you're going to get in that easy?  Without me you won't get past the sensor nets!

CEO_Corjet says:
::Heads over to start welding the other piece in.  Takes another scan of the small cutout area.  Then starts to laser weld the piece in:: Self: Got to be just right... ::Finishes and waits a few moments to scan it.  Starts his final scans of the first shuttle:: Self: Only the door mechanism now. ::Looks over to the other shuttle::

Host Breloc says:
::Looks at the TO:: TO: A picture of my momma!  You want to see?  ::Pulls out a photo of an old woman and puts it on the table::

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: Your job is to gather information that we need to complete our mission. In order to complete your mission, you have to give us the information we need. Like the location, the sensor net frequencies, etc. Now do your job, damn you!

TO_Expendable says:
XO: Sir, he is mocking us! ::Stands up again::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Heads over to the second shuttle and scans it:: Self: Not much damage... ::Looks closer at his tricorder and taps a few buttons:: A little tare... ::Scans it again:: Just need to weld that one.

Host Breloc says:
XO: You can't get in without me even if I give you the codes, which I won't.  I won't have you blow my operations.  Either we go in together or you can just get back into your shuttles and head back from wherever you came.

CEO_Corjet says:
::Moves around the shuttle, scanning it once more:: Self: A lot of bumps, and such...nothing except for a few scratches that can be welded.

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Fumes a moment thinking:: Breloc: Okay, we need you. But I don't like the idea of going in as prisoners. There must be another way.

TO_Expendable says:
XO: Sir, if I am allowed, I would say that although he's our contact, this man can't be consider as a reliable person...

Host Breloc says:
XO: It has to look as though we captured you.  I will tell them you are deserters and bring you in to speak with Cobol.  Show him the stuff you brought, etc...

Host XO_Spicer says:
TO: Perhaps. But we need him.

TO_Running Horse says:
::Holding the torch for the CEO till he requests it to finish the welds::

TO_Expendable says:
::Frowns:: XO: You are right, but still... Never mind, Sir... ::Moves next to the other wooden table end::

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: Five ships break through the atmosphere and are headed to the crash sight.

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Thinks a moment:: Breloc: How will this work? I don't want additional weapons falling into the hands of those pirates.

CEO_Corjet says:
::Turns to the TO and holds out his hand for the torch:: TO: Just a few welds on the exterior. ::Points to the first shuttle:: Could you check on the door latch please? ::Smiles::

Host Breloc says:
XO: Look, you have to give them something to make it look good!

Host XO_Spicer says:
CTO: Bao, what do you think?

TO_Running Horse says:
CEO: Yes, Sir.  ::Heads for the first shuttle to check the door latch::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
XO: I think we should do it. I don't trust him, but we have to do something.

Host XO_Spicer says:
Breloc: Okay, let's get this done.

Host Breloc says:
ACTION: Inside the shuttles the tactical sensors begin beeping.

TO_Running Horse says:
::Hears the sensors and walks into the shuttle::

Host Breloc says:
XO: Good, I want you gone as soon as possible.  ::Stands then begins turning off the lanterns::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Starts welding and pauses as he hears a beeping noise:: Self: Tactical sensors?!? ::Drops the welder and quickly runs into the shuttle::

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Blinks adjusting his eyes to the darkness::

TO_Running Horse says:
*CEO*: Sir, I have a tactical alert, five ships heading this way.  I suggest we seek the cavern but let’s try to camouflage them first.

Host Breloc says:
::Walks out of the small cave and heads over to the shuttles::

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Follows Breloc closely::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Sits down at the console and taps his button as he starts checking the sensors:: *TO Running Horse*: Aye! ::Taps at the console::

CEO_Corjet says:
*XO*: I've got 5 ships on tactical sensors heading this way, Sir...

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Jogs after Rick::

TO_Expendable says:
::Follows the XO, mumbling something about Starfleet Intelligence guys::

TO_Running Horse says:
::Hands fly as usual getting all information on the approaching ships::

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: Five ships suddenly appear from darkness above and land near the crash sight.

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Looks at Breloc:: Breloc: That was quick. *CEO*: Acknowledged.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
::Grabs her phaser and moves in front of Rick::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Shakes his head:: Self: Never enough time! ::Taps furiously on the console, preparing the shuttle:: *TO*: Prepare that shuttle for take off.

TO_Running Horse says:
::Slowly picks up her phaser rifle and slips unnoticed out of the shuttle and moves silently towards the new ships::

TO_Expendable says:
::Shouts:: XO/CTO: See, I told you we shouldn't have trust on this guy! I'm sure he warned the ships of our presence!!!

Host Breloc says:
XO: These are my men.  They will do what I tell them.  Are your shuttles ready to launch?

Host XO_Spicer says:
*CEO*: Are the shuttles ready for launch?

TO_Running Horse says:
::Mutters::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Kicks the console:: Shuttle: Get working!! ::Cusses in Ancient Bajoran:: *XO*: This one is almost ready... ::Remotely commands the other shuttle to power up:: Preparing the other shuttle, Sir.

Host XO_Spicer says:
*CEO*: Good work, Commander. Breloc: We are ready. I guess there is no need to stress the shuttles to make this look good. They are already damaged. ::Half smiles::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Remotely powers up the first shuttle:: *XO*: Orders, Sir?!?  They've landed near us, Sir. ::Looks over to the weapons locker::

Host XO_Spicer says:
*CEO*: We are surrendering, Commander.

TO_Running Horse says:
::Just as silently as she left she returns and goes directly to the CEO::  CEO: Sir, these ships are strange and frankly, I don't like it.

Host Breloc says:
::Looks over at the XO and his rag tag Starfleet officers:: XO: I'll power up my ship and meet you...uh...up there.  ::Points towards space::

TO_Expendable says:
::Didn't like the word "surrendering", no matter what the circumstances are::

Host Breloc says:
::Moves towards his small ship::

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Nods to Breloc:: Breloc: I hope this works.

CEO_Corjet says:
::His jaw drops to the console:: Self: Surrendering?!? ::Cusses in Ancient Bajoran again. Then turns to the TO:: TO: Sorry... I guess we're surrendering. ::Lowers his head::

TO_Running Horse says:
::Looks at the CEO when the XO ordered them to surrender::  CEO: Sir? Surrender?  Cheyenne's never surrender.

Host Breloc says:
::Gets into his ship and powers it up::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Raises his head:: *XO*: Aye Sir... ::Doesn't question the XO, but does slip a laser cutter into the waist of his pants, at his back and tucks his shirt in over it::

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Moves to his shuttle:: *CEO*: Okay, let's get these shuttles up. We are going to follow Breloc's ship.

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: The other five ships begin powering up.

Host XO_Spicer says:
CTO: Take the helm.

TO_Running Horse says:
::Takes her Bowie knife and hides it in the back of her pants and boards the shuttle::

TO_Expendable says:
::Takes his seat on the shuttle::

CEO_Corjet says:
::Taps on the console, commanding the other shuttle to accept the XO's orders:: *XO*: Your shuttle still has a bit of damage to the door latch.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
XO: Me? ::Grumbles under her breath and climbs into the pilot's seat::

Host XO_Spicer says:
*CEO*: Acknowledged.

TO_Running Horse says:
::Takes her seat and her eyes narrow and every fiber in her being is ready like a cougar ready to strike::

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: When Running Horse sits down the Bowie knife slices through her pants.

CEO_Corjet says:
::Turns to the TO with a sigh:: TO: We have too...orders and all that. ::Shakes his head at having to surrender::

Host XO_Spicer says:
::Takes a seat::

CSO_T`pucnamushi says:
::Takes the helm::

TO_Running Horse says:
::Hears the tear but doesn't think about it cause she is Indian and is not bothered by it::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
#::Gently lifts the shuttle off of the moon's surface::

TO_Expendable says:
#XO: Although this is our only chance for the moment...do you really trust Breloc, Sir?

Host Breloc says:
%::Launches his ship and begins to ascend into the atmosphere::

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Turns to see the CSO:: CSO: She's a bit banged up but everything seems to be fine. ::Looks over the console and taps away at it::

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: The five pirate ships launch at the same time as Breloc and head into the atmosphere.

TO_Running Horse says:
@::Silently moves to find her other pair of pants and finds them and puts them on and then move back again to her seat::

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Takes a quick scan of the XO's shuttle:: Self: Looks good except for that door latch...

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
#::Follows Breloc's ship::

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: Breloc and the five pirate ships break though the atmosphere and take up formation waiting for the two shuttles.

Host XO_Spicer says:
#*CEO*: Follow Breloc's ship.

TO_Expendable says:
#::Assists the rest of the shuttle crew manning the tactical and secondary engineering consoles::

TO_Running Horse says:
@:: watches her tactical sensor as she scans for anything other than the two shuttles and the 5 new ships::

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Closely monitors the shuttles performance:: *XO*: Aye Sir. ::Turns towards the CSO and nods:: CSO: You heard the Commander.

Host Breloc says:
%::Receives a communication from Trandarus headquarters::

Host SM_Darlene says:
ACTION: The two shuttles make the ascent through the atmosphere without incident and meet up with Breloc and the rest of the pirates.

TO_Running Horse says:
@CEO: Sir, I show nothing other than the five shuttles and our two shuttles.  Still maintaining my scans.

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Smiles as he turns to the TO:: TO: Good work, Running Horse.

Host Breloc says:
%COM: XO: I just received some news, Commander....

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Checks the star maps to see where they could possibly be going::

Host XO_Spicer says:
#CTO: Is there anyway we can configure the weapons to only work for our team?

TO_Expendable says:
#XO/CTO: The ship structure is holding... I guess the CEO made a good job, as usual

Host XO_Spicer says:
#COM: Breloc: What is it, Breloc?

TO_Running Horse says:
@::Smiles back at the CEO before turning her head back to her scans::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
#::Nods:: XO: I think so. Maybe Randy might know how to do that.

CSO_T`pucnamushi says:
@CEO: Okay, let's see what this piece of junk can do.

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Chuckles to himself:: CSO: Don't forget...she's a bit banged up so don't be too rough with her.  ::Monitors the shuttles performance:: Self: Looking good.

Host Breloc says:
%COM: XO: Trandarus Raiders have captured your vessel.  They are headed to Trandarus headquarters as we speak.  I have informed them that we have captured you and relayed your request to join our organization.  Cobol wishes to speak with you upon our arrival.

Host XO_Spicer says:
#TO Expendable: Of course he did.  That is why he is the Chief. ::Grins::

Host Breloc says:
%COM: XO: This might pose a problem....

TO_Expendable says:
#::Hears the COM and frowns:: XO: Sir! The San Carlo!

Host XO_Spicer says:
#Self: Damn. That isn't a good thing.  COM: Breloc: Acknowledged. Looks like we will need you even more now.  Hope you are up to the task.

CSO_T`pucnamushi says:
@::Chuckles:: CEO: Heys...I flyss it...yous be doingss the fixings.

Host Breloc says:
%COM: XO: We'll see, Commander, we'll see....

TO_Running Horse says:
@::Monitors closely the scans of the immediate space and then extends the scan about 1000km more and does an intense scan of the surrounding space::

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
#::Curses in Chinese::

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Bursts out in laughter:: CSO: Aye...that be correct. ::Taps away at his console::

Host XO_Spicer says:
#COM: Breloc: Lead on. This is your plan. Our lives are in your hands now.

TO_Expendable says:
#XO/CTO: I can’t believe they've captured the San Carlo. Captain Marek wouldn't allow them to without a fight.

CEO_Corjet says:
#::Turns to the TO:: Running Horse?  I don't mean to tell you how to do your job... But please keep an eye on everything.  We don't need anymore surprises.

Host Breloc says:
%COM: XO: We will arrive before they do.  I know a short cut.  What is your maximum cruising speed?

Host XO_Spicer says:
#*CEO*: Commander, what is the maximum cruising speed you recommend for our shuttles since they have been damaged?

TO_Running Horse says:
@CEO: Sir, I have already extended my scans out 1000km more and doing a maximum intense scan as I do.  Believe me, Sir, I hate surprises more than you know.

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Pauses a moment as he brings up the data from the scans he did earlier:: *XO*: I don't recommend anything above warp 4, Sir.  We probably could push 4.5 but that would just bleed energy we might need for something else.

Host XO_Spicer says:
#COM: Breloc: We can maintain warp 4.

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Turns to the TO:: TO: That's good.

Host XO_Spicer says:
#*CEO*: Thank you, Commander.

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Smiles again:: *XO*: No problem.  Oh...have someone monitor that broken door latch...just to be on the safe side, Commander.

CTO_Rr`Vellan says:
#XO: Yes...yes we can set the weapons so that only we can use them.

TO_Running Horse says:
Self: I like working with Mr. Corjet.  He is very human and quite a person.

Host XO_Spicer says:
#*CEO*: You got it, Chief.

Host Breloc says:
%::Sighs:: COM: XO: Warp 4?  Is that all you can get out of those shuttles?  Geessh...well, that will have to do.  ::Increases speed to Warp 4::  Try to keep up will ya?

Host XO_Spicer says:
#CTO/*CEO*: Maintain warp 4 and follow Breloc's ship.

CEO_Corjet says:
@::Takes a quick peak at the XO's shuttles' performance::

TO_Expendable says:
#::Reinforces structural fields by rerouting auxiliary power towards them...just in case::

Host XO_Spicer says:
#::Grumbles to himself that they would be able to go faster if Breloc had forewarned us about the atmosphere::

TO_Running Horse says:
@CEO: Sir, I am going to increase the structural integrity field just slightly.  I want to be sure…just in case.

Host SM_Darlene says:
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