U.S.S. Vesuvius – July 18, 2000

Kris:
The U.S.S. Vesuvius is currently in orbit of the Federation planet Benning and awaiting new orders before departing.

Kris:
In the meantime, all departments are awaiting the Captain's next orders which will undoubtedly involve

Kris:
drills, diagnostics and systems testing in preparation for what all are certain will be a demanding mission.

Kris:
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CMO-LtRoyce:
:: in sickbay assigning docs for diagnostics ::

CO_Alar:
::sitting in her chair on the bridge, looking over the list of drills to be done.::

CNS_Jalara:
::Sits to the left of the Captain's chair on the bridge::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::at her science station on the bridge::

FCO_Doole:
:: in quarters, changing into uniform, after a nice hot sonic shower::

CO_Alar:
Jalara: I'm glad to see you back. How was your leave?

CTO_Kelson:
::leaving security offices::

FCO_Doole:
::leaves quarters, heads for turbolift::

CEO_Smith:
Comm*Vesuvius*: Ens. John Smith requesting permission to beam aboard.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::looking over the station::

CTO_Kelson:
::entering turbolift::

CMO-LtRoyce:
Aola:  perform a diagnostic on all systems

CNS_Jalara:
Alar:  It was very nice.  Thank you for asking, Captain.

TO-Perdrix:
::Exiting her quarters to security office::

CTO_Kelson:
Computer: Bridge.

CMO-LtRoyce:
Lau:  inventory supplies

FCO_Doole:
::gets on turbolift:: @COM: Bridge.

CO_Alar:
*Smith* Permission granted. Welcome to the Vesuvius.

CMO-LtRoyce:
Leilani:  perform diagnostics on all field equipment

CEO_Smith:
*CO*: Thanks

CSO_Lorenzo:
::begins to run a diagnostic on all sensor arrays::

FCO_Doole:
::arrives at bridge, gets off turbolift, goes to Helm::

CTO_Kelson:
::enters bridge and takes place at tactical::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: dismisses docs and returns to office to look at records ::

CEO_Smith:
::exits transporter room and heads for turbolift::

TO-Perdrix:
::enter tactical office::

FCO_Doole (Sound - Console.wav):
::activating Helm control to manual::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: seeing new personnel assignments, thinks will have to get them into sickbay for check-up ::

CIV_MacFarlane:
::pauses his recorder and seals it before leaving his quarters::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: makes notes to contact new personnel for medical exams ::

CO_Alar:
::notes those who have arrived, and continues looking over the reports::

TO-Perdrix:
:: Exit tactical office and head for the bridge::

CTO_Kelson:
::checking systems for leaving orbit::

CEO_Smith:
TL: Main Engineering

CSO_Lorenzo:
*SO Sands: Will you please check on Ens. Bally for me?

CTO_Kelson:
::checking crew manifest before securing ship::

TO-Perdrix:
::enter turbolift;; computer: Bridge

CIV_MacFarlane:
::enters a turbolift and heads for the bridge::

CO_Alar:
::looks at the reports from the training mission and is pleased with those results::

CSO_Lorenzo:
*<SO Sands> Yes, Sir.  Is he up to something again?

FCO_Doole:
CO: Helm at my control, awaiting your orders

TO-Perdrix:
:: exit turbolift and look around::

CO_Alar:
Doole: Keep us in orbit, Lieutenant.

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: reviews medical records from injured personnel while on Benning ::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::grins:: *SO Sands: One never knows Ens.

FCO_Doole:
CO: Yes, ma'am

CTO_Kelson:
::sees Ens. Vigil::

TO-Perdrix:
:: see the CO and head for her:;

CEO_Smith:
::exits turbolift and enters Engineering::

TO-Perdrix:
Ma'am: Reporting for duty.

FCO_Doole (Sound - Console2.wav):
::working console to maintain orbit::

CSO_Lorenzo:
*<SO Sands> Will do Sir.

CO_Alar:
::looks up and a smile dawns on her face:: Perdrix: Welcome back to the Vesuvius.

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: completes review of medical records and files accordingly ::

Kris:
ACTION: A work request has come into Engineering to repair a malfunctioning food replicator in the now-vacant V.I.P. quarters on Deck 9.

TO-Perdrix:
CO; Glad to be back Ma’am

CTO_Kelson:
::smiles at the Captain's comments to Perdrix::

CIV_MacFarlane:
::enters the bridge and heads for the tactical console::

TO-Perdrix:
::walk next to CTO::

CEO_Smith:
::gets case of repair tools and leaves for turbolift::

CTO_Kelson:
::turns to Tactical Officer::

FCO_Doole:
::looks up from console, sees Ensign Vigil:: Ensign Vigil: Welcome back home.

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: Reporting for duty Lt.

TO-Perdrix:
FCO: Thank

CTO_Kelson:
TO: Well, well...the prodigal daughter has returned. ::smiles::  Welcome back, Ensign.  Take your station.

CEO_Smith:
::enters turbolift:: Computer: Deck 9

CSO_Lorenzo:
::continues her diagnostic noting any irregularities::

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: Aye Lieutenant.

CTO_Kelson:
TO: A lot has changed since we first came aboard together from the Academy, eh?

CO_Alar:
::resumes looking through reports...she's got a lot of catching up to do::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: reviews daily logs during the time gone from Vesuvius...good to see nothing major ::

CTO_Kelson:
::notices some power spikes in the weapons array::

CEO_Smith:
::exits turbolift and heads for VIP quarters::

CTO_Kelson:
::recalibrates to compensate::

FCO_Doole:
Kelson: I'm reading some power drops and shortages, over here.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::frowns noting a drop in power of the sensor array::

TO-Perdrix:
:: look around:: I Understand Lieutenant.

FCO_Doole:
::recalibrating to compensate, until Kelson can look at it::

CSO_Lorenzo:
*CEO: I'm reading a drop in power of our sensor array.

CEO_Smith:
::enters VIP quarters and goes to the food dispenser::

Adm_Hazbin:
ACTION: There are some ugly stains on the carpeting of the VIP quarters, in front of the food replicator.

CTO_Kelson:
TO: Ens. Vigil, check the shield harmonics for any power spikes, please.

TO-Perdrix:
CTO; Aye Lt.

Adm_Hazbin:
@COM *Vesuvius*  Starfleet Command here.  Respond please.  ::hoping they answer faster than the last time.

CEO_Smith:
*CSO*: As soon as I finish here I will check it out.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::tries to find the source of the power irregularities::

CTO_Kelson:
TO: I had some in the weapons array, we want to be ship shape when we leave orbit. ::smiles::

Adm_Hazbin:
@::drumming fingers and counting the seconds::

TO-Perdrix:
:: monitoring the harmonics:

CSO_Lorenzo:
*CEO: Thank you.

CEO_Smith:
Computer: computer, run a level 5 diagnostic on this food dispenser.

CMO-LtRoyce:
<Aola> :: walks into Royce's office ::  Royce:  there seems to be a fluctuation in the main power grid that could affect systems here if over-taxed.

CTO_Kelson:
Capt: message coming in from Benning, Ma'am.

CO_Alar:
Kelson: Open a channel.

CMO-LtRoyce:
Aola:  thank you, doctor.  If we need the extra power, then we can shut down a few unused biobeds.

CTO_Kelson:
::opens channel::Capt: channel open, ma'am.

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: makes a note on the power fluctuations in sickbay ::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::still frowning..::

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: There is a small fluctuation in the harmonics.

CO_Alar:
*Hazbin* This is Captain Alar. Good afternoon, Admiral.

Adm_Hazbin:
@*Vesuvius*  Ah yes, there you are.  I was afraid you'd gone off and joined the Romulan Fleet.

CTO_Kelson:
TO::frowns::Can you compensate by recalibrating?

FCO_Doole:
::watching power fluctuations::

CMO-LtRoyce:
*CEO Smith * :  do you have personnel working on the main power grid?

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: I will try.

CSO_Lorenzo:
CTO: I know you're reading a slight drop in power of the tactical sensors, do you know if any other system being affected?

CO_Alar:
*Hazbin* I thought about it, but I'd hate to disappoint you. ::smiles mischievously::

CTO_Kelson:
CSO: Let me check, Lt.

TO-Perdrix:
:: compensating the harmonics::

CTO_Kelson:
::checks overall systems::

Adm_Hazbin:
ACTION: An old coupler spanner falls out of the conduit behind the food replicator, as Ensign Smith investigates the problem.  Sparks shower out of the panel and lightly burn his hands.

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: notes a delay in the CEO's answer ::

TO-Perdrix:
::realize the fluctuations are increasing::

CTO_Kelson:
CSO: It seems engineering, tactical, helm...most all main power stations.

CEO_Smith:
*CMO*: Am now    *ENG*: available team needed at the main power grid  ::jumps back from minor burns

CEO_Smith:
::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::frown deepens::

TO-Perdrix:
::working fast to compensate::

CMO-LtRoyce:
*CEO*:  thank you.

Adm_Hazbin:
@*Vesuvius*  Navaren!  I've got new orders for you, Captain.  Coming up.  ::presses a button on his console::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CTO: Should I be worried?

CMO-LtRoyce:
Aola:  Engineering teams are working on the main power grid...let's hope we will not need to much power if we have injuries.

CTO_Kelson:
CSO: Our re-calibrations seem to be keeping ahead of the problem.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::looks over at the Captain::

CTO_Kelson:
CSO: How are your systems holding up?

CO_Alar:
::receives the orders:: *Hazbin* Anything else I need to know, Sir?

CMO-LtRoyce:
<Aola> Royce:  yes ma'am.  I'll keep an eye on that

Adm_Hazbin:
@*Alar*  This'll be an interesting one for you.  Be careful and as always I'll keep an eye out for your report.  Hazbin out.

CO_Alar:
::looking over them, half wondering if she needs glasses::

CO_Alar:
::the channel closes, and Navaren leans back in her seat::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CTO: Well I cant rely on our sensors... so I'm pretty much useless.

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: fluctuations had stop in here

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: goes over to her locker remembering that her air tank to her wet suit was low ::

CEO_Smith:
::investigates open panel::

CTO_Kelson:
TO: Very good, Ensign.

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: checks underwater gear, separating the air tank for refill ::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::tries to determine what is causing the power fluctuations::

TO-Perdrix:
:: monitoring a small spike::

CO_Alar:
Lorenzo: what information do you have on the installation on Aquaria?

TO-Perdrix:
whisper; Oh no you are not

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: completes check of underwater gear takes tank to her office ::

CEO_Smith:
::cleans out opening to repair the coupler spanner::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::straightens up in seat::  CO: Its an underwater science station turned research colony Ma'am.

TO-Perdrix:
::stabilize the harmonic again::

CEO_Smith:
::put the coupler back in place::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CO: Population about 6,000.... A huge dual complex with two compounds and about two dozen smaller dwellings.

CTO_Kelson:
::power fluctuations become less frequent::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CO: Its a class N planet... a water planet Ma'am.

CO_Alar:
::listens:: Lorenzo: Can you theorize what would cause them to stop communicating?

CTO_Kelson:
::listens to Lorenzo's info::

CMO-LtRoyce:
Alia:  please take my air tank to supplies and fill it with air.  :: hands tank to ensign ::  Alia:  thank you

FCO_Doole:
::leaning back, listening to Lorenzo::

CEO_Smith:
*CSO*: How are the power fluctuations now.

CTO_Kelson:
TO: Weapons array is stable.  How are the shield harmonics?

CSO_Lorenzo:
::frowns and begins to think::  CO: That science station has an orbiting satellite that handles all communications.... perhaps it is malfunctioning?

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: They are stable

CSO_Lorenzo:
::turns to her station and checks the sensor array::

TO-Perdrix:
CSO: What about the fauna on the planet?

CO_Alar:
Doole: Set course for Aquaria, and engage at warp 5.

CTO_Kelson:
TO: Gotta like the new CEO then...fixed her right up! ::grins::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: walks into sickbay to observe her doctors ::

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: was about time

CEO_Smith:
::closes panel, closes equipment case and leaves for sickbay::

CEO_Smith:
::enters turbolift::

FCO_Doole (Sound - Warp.wav):
CO: Setting course, engaging Warp 5

CO_Alar:
Lorenzo: Gather what information as you can while we're en route.

CEO_Smith:
Computer: Sickbay

CSO_Lorenzo:
TO: The planet is completely under water.  It has numerous large carnivorous animals as well as smaller ones... they have a wide range of species on that planet.

CTO_Kelson:
::checking systems on route to Aquaria::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CO: Aye Ma'am.

TO-Perdrix:
CSO: Oh! boy

CSO_Lorenzo:
*CEO: They are working fine now Smith.  Thanks again.

CEO_Smith:
::exits turbolift and heads for sickbay::

CO_Alar:
::observing reaction times from the crew as they respond to the random failures::

CEO_Smith:
*CSO*: No problem.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::grins at Perdrix's excitement::

TO-Perdrix:
::wonders if it is like Galorndon Core II::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::starts sending orders to her Science teams to begin gathering data on Aquaria::

CEO_Smith:
::enters Sickbay and looks for the doc::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: sees a new person enter sickbay ::

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  hi, I'm CMO Royce :: extends hands then sees burns ::

CEO_Smith:
CMO: Doc, I got myself burned.

CMO-LtRoyce:
docs:  get me a hypo and an epidermal regenerator!

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: Can I prepare some phasers for the away-team?

CSO_Lorenzo:
::thinks of her Academy friends that were stationed on Aquaria::

CMO-LtRoyce (Sound - Hypospray.wav):
administers hypo for pain

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  there, that will help with the pain...

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  lets look at those hands

CEO_Smith:
CMO: Thank you

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: Aola brings epidermal regenerator ::

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  doesn't looks bad...that's a good thing

CEO_Smith:
::holds hands out::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: begins administering epidermal regenerator ::

CTO_Kelson:
TO: Good idea, Ensign.  Go down to the weapons locker and make sure it is in order then requisition phasers for the away team.

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  new to the ship?

CEO_Smith:
CMO: Yes, its my first day.

CO_Alar:
Bridge stations: All departments, report.

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: continues to administer regenerator::

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: Phaser rifles too?

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  you must be Smith, John?

FCO_Doole:
CO: Helm ready and waiting

CEO_Smith:
CMO: That’s me.

CTO_Kelson:
CO: Ship secure, Ma'am.

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: looks at regeneration of the skin::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::checking long range sensors for the Aquarian satellite::

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  this is looking good...you'll be playing the piano again in no time

CTO_Kelson:
TO: Might as well throw in some rifles for good measure.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::SO Sands appears on the bridge and hands Lorenzo a PADD then leaves::

TO-Perdrix:
:: head to the turbolift:: CTO: ok

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  you'll have to come back so I can perform your medical exam...

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: finishing up the left hand ::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CO: I'm still not picking up their satellite Ma'am, we may be too far.

TO-Perdrix:
:: enter turbolift:: Computer: Deck 11

CO_Alar:
::considers heading into her ready room for a brief meal:: Lorenzo: Keep an eye on it.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::with PADD in had she walks over to the Captain::

CO_Alar:
Jalara: when was the last time you ran crew evaluations?

CEO_Smith:
CMO: Would you like to do it now?

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: finishes left hand, and begins right ::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CO:Here is the data on Aquaria Ma'am.

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  if you have time...won't take long

TO-Perdrix:
:: exit turbolift to armory::

CEO_Smith:
CMO: I don’t have any pressing matters right now...

CO_Alar:
::accepts the padd, and skims through the information:: Thank you, Lieutenant.

CMO-LtRoyce:
Aola:  please begin the medical scans while I finish the hands.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::nods and takes a seat, returning to her long range sensors::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: Aola begins the medical exam of the CEO ::

TO-Perdrix:
:: enter armory and start gathering phasers and rifles::

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  great...you won't feel a thing!

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: looks at regeneration of right hand...looking good ::

CEO_Smith:
CMO: ok

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  so, are you straight outta the Academy?

CEO_Smith:
::looks at hands::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: finishes right hand::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::thinking we should have picked up a sign of the satellite by now::

TO-Perdrix:
*CTO*: How much persons on the away team?

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  what'd ya think?

CEO_Smith:
CMO: not really.....graduated stardate 9911.08

Kris:
ACTION: AN ALERT SOUNDS ON KELSON'S CONSOLE.

CEO_Smith:
CMO: great job

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  from where do you hail from then?

CTO_Kelson:
*TO* That hasn't been determined yet but make  it for a five person team for now.

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  also, please be seated on the biobed

CTO_Kelson:
::notices alert::

CIV_MacFarlane:
::looks over at Kelson’s display out of curiosity::

CTO_Kelson:
::checking status::

TO-Perdrix:
:: Checking that all the equipment is fully functional::

CEO_Smith:
::sits on biobed:: CMO: Betazed

TO-Perdrix:
:: Rise head::

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  medical scans are all good...just a few minutes longer  :: looks at Aola ::

CSO_Lorenzo:
::adjusts sensors to scan the ship appear on tactical::

CTO_Kelson:
CO: Ma'am...ship on our long range sensors.

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  so you where first stationed there?

TO-Perdrix:
::make sure at least seven of each are ready::

CTO_Kelson:
CO: Automated distress signal...

CTO_Kelson:
::tries to clear up static::

CO_Alar:
Kelson: Let's hear it.

CEO_Smith:
CMO: My first station was the Avalon Station.

CTO_Kelson:
::pipes through bridge speakers::

CMO-LtRoyce:
<Aola>  Royce: all finished here ma'am

FCO_Doole:
CO: Shall I slow to impulse?

CTO_Kelson:
::static fills the bridge::

CMO-LtRoyce:
Aola:  thank you.   CEO:  a few more things and you'll be off

CIV_MacFarlane:
CTO:looks like its coming from a smaller vessel, perhaps a shuttle?

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  How long were you stationed at Avalon?

CEO_Smith:
CMO: ok

CO_Alar:
Doole: Yes, and start tracking the shuttle.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::tries to detect the satellite again.::

CTO_Kelson:
CIV: Thank you, Colonel.

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: reads medical tricorder, inputs information into data base::

CEO_Smith:
CMO: since 9909.22

CTO_Kelson:
CO: Ma'am, it's a distress signal from a Federation shuttle.

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  you're cleared for duty, I'll report that to the Captain.   :: extends hand ::

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  welcome on board, Smith!

CTO_Kelson:
::checks data::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CO:Ma'am, that shuttle is from Aquaria.

CEO_Smith:
CMO: Thanks  ::shakes CMO's hand::

FCO_Doole (Sound - Engines-.wav):
::drops out of warp to full impulse. tracks ship::

CMO-LtRoyce:
CEO:  and you can leave now

CO_Alar:
Royce: Prepare for incoming casualty.

TO-Perdrix:
:: put all the weapons on a backpack and exit the armory::

CMO-LtRoyce:
*CO* :  acknowledged

CTO_Kelson:
CO: The USS Flotsam.::adding to Lorenzo's report::

CMO-LtRoyce:
<doctors> : prepare for in-coming!

FCO_Doole:
CO: I'm sensing a faint lifesign

CSO_Lorenzo:
::notes there is a life sign on board::

CO_Alar:
Kelson: Tractor the shuttle, and hail them.

CEO_Smith:
::leaves sickbay and heads for the turbolift::

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: doctors scurry around preparing for incoming ::

CTO_Kelson:
::activates tractor beam::

CTO_Kelson:
::hails shuttle::

CTO_Kelson:
CO: No response, Captain.

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: What is going on?

CEO_Smith:
::enters turbolift:: computer: Bridge

CTO_Kelson:
CO: Tractor beam locked on, Ma'am.

CO_Alar:
Kelson: Beam the person to sickbay.

FCO_Doole:
CO: It is a humanoid lifesign...El-Aurian to be precise

CSO_Lorenzo:
::frowning wondering why she can not detect the orbiting satellite by now.... it has a range almost as good as a Galaxy class starship::

CTO_Kelson:
CO: Aye, Ma'am.

CO_Alar:
Kelson: Dock the shuttle.

Kris:
ACTION: THE EL-AURIAN IS BEAMED DIRECTLY INTO SICKBAY ABOARD THE USS VESUVIUS.

CTO_Kelson:
*CMO* I'm beaming the shuttle's occupant to you, doctor.

CMO-LtRoyce:
*CTO* : acknowledged

TO-Perdrix:
:: head for the bridge::

CTO_Kelson (Sound - Shuttle\@Bay\@Doors.wav):
::opening shuttle bay doors::

CEO_Smith:
::exits turbolift and goes to engineering station::

TO-Perdrix:
:: enter the bridge and head for CTO::

CTO_Kelson:
CO: Docking complete, Ma'am.

CEO_Smith:
::taps button to bring station up:;

CSO_Lorenzo:
CO:Ma'am, I'm still no receiving anything on that satellite.  We should be able to detect it at this range.

CO_Alar:
Lorenzo: It looks like the problem may be bigger than we thought.

FCO_Doole:
::looking concerned::

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: My presence in sickbay might be good?

CTO_Kelson:
::turns to Ensign::

CMO-LtRoyce (Sound - Transporter.wav):
female El-Aurian materializes on biobed

CMO-LtRoyce:
:: begins medical scans of female El-Aurian ::

CSO_Lorenzo:
CO: I agree Ma'am.

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: You never know what can happened::

CTO_Kelson:
TO: I'll send a security team to the sickbay, I need you to go and secure the shuttle for examination.

CEO_Smith:
::looks at CO::  CO: CMO said I had a clean bill of health.

CSO_Lorenzo:
::adjusts long range sensors to detect the area where the satellite should have been::

TO-Perdrix:
CTO: ok

CMO-LtRoyce:
Aola:  doctor, keep an eye on our power

CTO_Kelson:
TO: Good thinking, though.::smiles::

TO-Perdrix:
:: put the backpack in a corner and enter turbolift::

CEO_Smith:
::turns back at station::

CTO_Kelson:
::checks security roster::

CEO_Smith:
::monitors energy outputs::

CTO_Kelson:
*Security*  Security Team Alpha, report to the sickbay.

FCO_Doole:
CSO: Any luck in locating the Aquaria?

TO-Perdrix:
:: Exit turbolift and go directly to the shuttlebay::

CTO_Kelson:
*<security>* Aye, Lt.

CSO_Lorenzo:
FCO: The Aquarian satellite? No.  The science station itself is underwater... we can communicate with it without that satellite.

TO-Perdrix:
::entering shuttlebay with a phaser nearby::

CTO_Kelson:
::secures ship for warp::

CSO_Lorenzo:
FCO: I mean can't.

CO_Alar:
::tapping her fingertips on the arms of her chair::

CEO_Smith:
::makes final checks on the WPS::

CMO-LtRoyce:
computer:  record, female El-Aurian, unconscious, appears to be 50 years old

CIV_MacFarlane:
::standing at his console remembering what he can about El-Aurians that could prove useful::

TO-Perdrix:
:: Examine the outside of the shuttle::

CMO-LtRoyce:
computer:  no distinguishable marks, as of yet

CTO_Kelson:
::walks over to Civilian::

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