Jules is now known as OPS_Lt_Telgar.

Host Arlene says:
SUMMARY:  The Tal War is on their way to the Bad lands where a mysterious entity has been causing havoc.  The Cardassians have described it as ghost like but other then that nothing.  A Cardassian child has been taken.

Host Arlene says:
While on their way several people in the flight department egged on by Lt Gopher decided to play chicken with some shuttles in the shuttlebay.  Thankfully nobody was hurt but they did get caught and are now suffering their punishments.  The Ship is now 1 hour out from the badlands.

Host Arlene says:
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XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: exits the turbolift onto the bridge ::

SO_Lt_York says:
::leaves Astrophysics and heads for the TL::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Is in her RR::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::waits for the Lift to arive on the bridge::

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: standing in the lift with the FCO ::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: moves down the ramp to stand in front of the Command Chiar :: ALL: All stations report.

CMO_Ens_Cameron says:
::in his office working hard::

SO_Lt_York says:
TL: Bridge.

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: takes a PADD from a yeoman standing off to one side, reading the information on it ::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
OPS: You know, I really wish we didn't have to cut that program short. ::smiles::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
<Helm> XO: We are on course and one hour away from the Badlands, sir.

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: smiles :; FCO: Me too, but, duty calls and we have to answer.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Takes hold of the cup on her desk, enjoying the warmth in her hands, while she is reading the latest sensor scans of the badlands::

SO_Lt_York says:
::steps out onto the Bridge, and takes over SCI1::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
<Operations> XO: All systems are at nominal levels, Commander.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::watches the lift doors open and smiles again to Sharra and strides out onto the bridge::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
<Sciences> :: sees the SO enter as he reports :: XO: Nothing on sensors as of yet, sir.

SO_Lt_York says:
::nods to the Science officer::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
All: Very good. Carry on.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::relieves the duty officer at the helm and takes his seat::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Takes a sip from the cup::

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: exits the lift with the FCO and heads for her console, relieving the crewman sitting there ::

SO_Lt_York says:
::sees the FCO enter the bridge and waves him over::

SO_Lt_York says:
FCO: Lieutenant, a word. ::smiles::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: taps at the PADD, then hands it back to the yeoman ::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::Heads over to the science console:: SO: What can I do you for Lieutenant?

SO_Lt_York says:
FCO: You have lipstick on your collar....that's all. Have a nice day. ::grins and turns back to his console::

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: begins listening to communications traffic and seeing if the Cardassians are in range yet ::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::grins:: SO: Jealous?

SO_Lt_York says:
FCO: Hah, nice one. ::smiles::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: begins to walk to each station around the bridge for nothing more than the pleasure of the stroll ::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
*XO*: Trelan, report.  Have we had anything new on the creature or the child?

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
::enters the Bridge and straightens her uniform::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::returns to his station with a big smile on his face rubbing at his collar::

SO_Lt_York says:
::sees Ryn, and all off a sudden forgets what he was doing, then brings up the LRS readings again::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
*CO* Nothing yet, Captain. So far reports are still sketchy at best. We will be in the badlands in an hour.

Host Arlene says:
ACTION:  The communication console starts to beep.  Incoming message from Cardassia.

SO_Lt_York says:
XO: Still nothing here, I've recalibrated the sensor array for a better resolution in the plasma jungle out there, but we have nothing.

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
SO: Very good. Pipe up if you see anything. Once we get there, the sensors are going to be lucky to register anything. The plasma storms play havoc on sensor systems and you're lucky to be able to see past the hull.

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
XO: Sir, incomming transmission from Cardassia.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::monitors the ship's course and makes small corrections::

SO_Lt_York says:
XO: Aye sir, I have some experience with plasma anomalies so we have a tad better resolution than we did, but it's not much.

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: heads back to the Center Seat :: OPS: On screen...

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
::sits down in her chair:: Self: Well, everything in the Badlands is sketchy... and nasty...

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
XO: Aye Sir.  :: nods and pushes a few buttons ::  On screen.

Host Arlene says:
ACTION:  A fuzzy picture of a Cardassian male appears on the screen

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: squints slightly ::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
OPS: Can we clear that up, any?

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: attempst to clear it up :: XO:  Way ahead of you Sir.  :; smiles ::

SO_Lt_York says:
::continues to -try- and make sense of the readings, but it's all a bit jumbled...then looks around and wonders where his superior is::

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: shakes her head :; XO:  That's as good as it gets this close to the Badlands.

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
COM: Cardassian: This is Commander Trelan Karr of the Federation ship Tal-War.

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
::smiles and sits up straighter, to make a good impression on the Cardassian::

Host Gul_Mar says:
@"COM:Tal War:  Tal War this is the Riman and I'm Gul Mar.  Admiral Xavier said you would be coming to lend us a hand.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::keeps his eye on the course corrections::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Heard the beeps for an incoming message, and so enters onto the bridge::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Sees that Trelan is handling the communication, and so lets him continue::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
COM: Mar: What kind of progress have you made?

SO_Lt_York says:
::wishes he didn't have to do this, but she does have the experience he needs.....and composes a message from his console to Rynia's arm console, asking for assistance in decyphering the data::

Host Gul_Mar says:
@*COM:XO:  As you know, it's hard to get anything within the badlands....but....... We may have determined where this ghost like thing is coming from.  On the far side there seems to be a hole within the plasma storms and a figure comes in and out of that.  I have received word from the high command that 142 people have now disappeared.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Self: 142? And they are only just investigating::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: gives a low whistle ::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::sends a message to the OPS console "So where are we going next time?"::

Host Gul_Mar says:
ACTION:  The science console lights up as data starts to come through from the Cardassians.

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
::hears a little beep and looks down at her console::

SO_Lt_York says:
Self: Great.....more.

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: listens and a shiver runs down her spine at the mention of plasma storms ::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
COM: Mar: It will take us time to reach the other side. The Badlands are to large to go around and navigating the storms is... well, not much fun...

SO_Lt_York says:
::starts running the Cardassian data through the UT processor, saving it on SCI2::

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
::gets up and moves to the Science consoles where the SO is at:: SO: You've requested my assistance? ::smiles::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: steps behind the helm and lowers his voice :: FCO: Work on plotting the best course through the Badlands to reach the other side. The plasma storms come from nowhere, so we're going to need those cracker jack piloting skills of yours...

SO_Lt_York says:
::looks up:: CNS: Counselor, yes please. I seem to be a bit short handed with most of the staff working over time down in the labs...I need someone to correlate all this data and help me make sense of it, the resolution here is too bad to get a postive lock on anything.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Nods to herself at the XO's orders, and moves over to the FCO herself::

Host Gul_Mar says:
@*COM:XO*:  I understand.  The government is becoming concerned.  We are not sure if this is a prelude to invasion.  I will be waiting for you just outside this anomolly.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::quitely:: FCO: And makes sure you have more than one route possibility.  There's a likeliness that our ideal route will not be our final one.

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
SO: Well, it's been years since I've done this... but sure. ::goes to Science 2:: 

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::lowers his own voice:: XO: I'll do my best Commander, but as you know, the Badlands can be very unpredictable. ::turns to the Captain:: CO: Understood sir.

SO_Lt_York says:
::the computer beeps and displays the Cardassian information::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
COM: Mar: Understood. Let us hope that this joint effort will benefit both of us. Tal-War out.

SO_Lt_York says:
CNS: Thank Ry...Counselor.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::starts plotting possible courses through the badlands::

SO_Lt_York says:
::reads a report from the Cardassian data marked urgent:: XO: Commander.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::goes and stands next to Trelan::  XO: 142 people missing, and they start this because of a child, not the other missing people?

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: sends a message back to the FCO  "It's a secret" ::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: turns to Sciences :: SO: Yes, Lieutenant?

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
::sings a little song to herself quietly as she works the data::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
CO: You know Cardassians, Captain. :: gives a lopsided grin :: Since when did they ever make sense?

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
OPS: Do we know anything about the child? Are it's parents important to the Romulans, or the child itself?

SO_Lt_York says:
XO: Sir, there's something here about 7 Cardassian being discovered after missing, they're all dead. Reads here their facial expressions are all frozen in terror.....they sure do have a flare for the dramatic over there.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::reads the message and smiles to himself before sending one back "Well hopefully we can make up for what we missed."::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Self: I don't even know if it's a girl or a boy missing....::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Can't help but smile a little at York's comment about the Cardassians::

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: monitors communications channels and ships systems ::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: brow furrows ::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
SO: Are they military or civilians?

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
XO: We need to work out what is heresay, and what is fact with the Cardassians

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
CO: Agreed. Unfortunately, there's little we can do until we reach the other side of the storms and can get some clear readings.

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: smiles and types back.  "We'll see." ::

SO_Lt_York says:
::enlarges the report:: XO: Civilian, seems they were a research team. Scientists. I already like them.

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
SO: Where were they found?

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::smiles again on reading the new message and returns to monitoring the course::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
SO: Do we know what they were researching?

SO_Lt_York says:
XO: Let me see....this is all very jumbled....

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
CO: Something tells me they knew about this long before they reported the child missing...

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
SO: I want you to send any medical reports we were sent on the research team to the Doctor. Cameron might give us some real answers on cause of death

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
*CMO*: Doctor, some reports are being sent down to you, i want a review of them as quickly as you can.

SO_Lt_York says:
CO: Aye Captain. ::turns to the Counselor:: CNS: If you would please.

CMO_Ens_Cameron says:
*CMO* Aye, sir.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
XO: And it's got too big for them to contain within their own government.  Which is not a good sign

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::makes more small corrections in the ship's course::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: smiles :: CO: No, sir, it isn't.

SO_Lt_York says:
XO: Here it is sir, seems there is some kind of a structure in space near to the focal point of these entities. They seem to have been investigating it and were found dead in space around it.

SO_Lt_York says:
CNS: Counselor?

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
SO: Structure? As in a space station?

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: moves to the science console ::

SO_Lt_York says:
XO: Actually sir, the report is scetchy. I don't think they like sharing that information with us.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Turns her head to listen about the structure::

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
SO: Oh, sorry... I was caught up in the data... 

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::hums a little tune::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
SO: Nothing nwe for Cardassians. :: shakes head :: Self: Seems they're the same, no matter what universe you're from...

SO_Lt_York says:
XO: One of those constants I guess. ::grins::

SO_Lt_York says:
::smiles at Rynia:: CNS: No problem, just make sure the Doc get's that data.

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
SO: Oh, yeah, sure... ::sends the data to Sickbay::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
XO: But it raises a questionmark.  How do we know that the structure and the creature aren't linked in some way?

SO_Lt_York says:
::feels akward sitting this close to her, after their arguement the other day::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: leans on the railing, looking to the CO :: CO: That's a possibility. But if they need a vessel, the creature, or whatever it is, wouldn't be out in space without another form of transportation.

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
XO: Just FYI, the structure seems to be an Iconian gate, if you're familiar.

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: monitors ships systems ::

SO_Lt_York says:
::raises his eyebrow at Ryn:: CNS: What? Where'd you get that from?? ::leans over to review her data::

CMO_Ens_Cameron says:
::sees the data start to stream in::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: looks to the CNS, then back to the CO, raising an eyebrow :: CO: That means this creature could have come from anywhere...

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
SO: Well, I figured it out! Didn't know I was so handy with this kind of stuff, did you?

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
::grins::

SO_Lt_York says:
::smiles:: CNS: You're just full of surprises.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
XO: But without knowing more about the creature, we can't guess anything.  It's origin could be through the Cardassians for all we know.  It does seem to be the Cardassian's it's targetted

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
SO/CNS: Do we have any non-Cardassian missing persons?

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
CO: A personal vendetta?

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::rifles through the internal sensor records from the holodeck and pulls up a still image and sends it to the OPS console::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
XO: Until we have a more full missing person list to review, and more readings on the creature, this is all theorising

SO_Lt_York says:
::continues shifting through the data::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
CO: :: grinning :: Us scientists are use to theorizing...

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Smiles at Trelan for a second, and whispers:: But i admit, it is fun to theorise sometimes....

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: stands back up, patting the SO on the shoulder before heading back down to his own chair ::

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: smiles and looks over at the FCO and then back to her console ::

SO_Lt_York says:
::looks back at the XO and wonders what that was all about::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::shoots a grin at OPS and goes back to his console::

SO_Lt_York says:
CNS: You know Ryn...this feels like I traveled back in time. ::smiles as he reads some reports::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::When the XO sits down, leans into to him a little, whispering::  XO: Any progress on the traitor within our ranks?

Host Gul_Mar says:
ACTION:  The Tal War has reached the Badlands.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
CO: Captain, we've reached the edge of the badlands.

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:; continually tries to clear up the static coming over the communications grid ::

SO_Lt_York says:
XO: Sir, LRS are down from this point forward. I've boosted SRS to compensate.

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: shakes head :: CO: Nothing yet. I have two teams going over every nook and cranny, but nothing new has developed.

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
SO: Understood.

Host Gul_Mar says:
ACTION:  The science sensors begin to go nuts..with all the plasma storms and such.

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
SO: Why would you say that---hey! ::is surprised by the console suddenly beeping violently at her::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
XO: And the teams themselves, fully checked out? By yourself?

SO_Lt_York says:
CNS: Relax, just let the data pour in, the systems will adjust automatically.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::tries to make sense of the navigational readouts and plots a course relative to the ship's last known orientation::

SO_Lt_York says:
CNS: What I meant, is that I'm back to being an SO and you're the Counselor....it's funny in a way.

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Has a sudden thought about whether she should entirely trust Trelan, as he could be the person himself, but then shrugs off the idea as nonsense, relaxing, and appearing to smile at nothing::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
CO: Yes, sir. I ran full backgrouds and have spent the last few hours since leaving Pacifica going over records and personnel files.

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
::presses a few buttons to clear things up:: SO: More like ironic.

SO_Lt_York says:
CNS: Ironic....funny...sad too.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
CO: I have a course plotted now Captain, permission to proceed?

SO_Lt_York says:
::feels at ease around her for the first time in a long time and allows himself to smile::

SO_Lt_York says:
::sends the updated sensor data to the conn::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Nods:: FCO: Proceed

CMO_Ens_Cameron says:
*CO* Captain, Ah'm goin' through these reports.  All o' the data is suggestin' that the bodies have had the moisture sooked oot.  It's like they've been smoked or som'n.

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::recieves the updated sensor information and factors it into his calculations:: CO: Aye Captain. ::engages on the plotted course::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
*CMO*: Thank you Doctor.  ::Looks over to Trelan to check that he heard the information::  *CMO*: If you could report to the Bridge, we may need your expertise on the creature soon

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: monitors ships systems carefully ::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::sends a message to the OPS console. "are you ok?"::

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
:: nods to the CO ::

SO_Lt_York says:
CNS: Are you settling in alright? Got your space legs back?

CMO_Ens_Cameron says:
*CMO* Aye, sir.

CMO_Ens_Cameron says:
::gets up and makes his way out of sickbay::

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
::Whispers to Trelan again:: XO: But how could someone from our crew be turned so easily?  We haven't had shoreleave in a while, at least before pacifica.  And it couldn't have happened while you were on the planet, as they needed to have been turned by then.

CNS_Lt_Solaa says:
SO: Yes...

Host CO_Cmdr_Jameson says:
XO: I need to find some logic, something that makes sense.  How could i have upset a current crew member so much that they join Ramart?

XO_Cmdr_Trelan says:
CO: They could have just been biding their time, too. My next course of action is going to be looking back over files to see if there's any reports of similar goingson on other vessels. Anything that will connect the dots...

SO_Lt_York says:
CNS: Good.. ::makes more minor adjustments to the SRS::

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: nods and types back  "I'll be fine." smiles weakly ::

FCO_Lt_Foster says:
::sends another one "You wanna talk about it?"::

OPS_Lt_Telgar says:
:: shakes her head.  "No, not right now. ::

Host Gul_Mar says:
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