[19:14:28] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::AA::
[19:14:29] <+LtJgRicker> (( I remember in Twister when the tornado uplifted a cow...))
[19:14:30] <+DrCeja> ::AA::
[19:14:31] <+LtJgRicker> ::AA::
[19:14:33] <+LtJgGrimm> ::AA::
[19:14:37] <+praxjarvin> ::AA::
[19:14:37] <+LtBlackburn> ::AA::
[19:14:41] -!- praxjarvin is now known as FstLtAklar
[19:14:44] <+LtCmdrMelina> ::AA::
[19:14:51] <~AdmWarp> Hey everybody, and welcome to another exciting episode of Star Trek: Potemkin!
[19:14:53] <+Cmdr_Jordan> ::AA::
[19:15:15] <~AdmWarp> I hope we've left you cheery and optimistic after our discussion of tornadoes.

[19:15:56] <+FstLtRayus> ::AA::
[19:15:58] <~AdmWarp> We'll get straight down to business. Tonight's plot is brought to you by...
[19:15:59] <~AdmWarp> CEJA!
[19:16:15] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Gasp::
[19:16:21] <+Cmdr_Jordan> WOOT!
[19:16:21] <~AdmWarp> Her teaser has me quite intrigued.
[19:16:33] <~AdmWarp> And for the record, I have no idea what's going to happen, so I'm along for the ride just as you are!
[19:16:49] <~AdmWarp> Doctor C, take it away!
[19:16:51] <+DrCeja> Aww, thank you.
[19:16:55] <@CmdrArnet> But, mon capitaine, don't you know all?
[19:17:15] <+DrCeja> Sim: The Elements of Time
[19:17:23] <+DrCeja> By Ceja
[19:17:30] <+DrCeja> Stardate: 67368.2 (May 15th, 2390 at 0900)
[19:18:46] <+DrCeja> The Potemkin has been sent on a routine trip to check in with outlying colonies that are in more or less a straight line, thus making it easy to check in once a year. At this time, The Potemkin is travelling between colonies.
[19:19:04] <+DrCeja> As the sim opens...
[19:19:29] <+DrCeja> The lower decks have suddenly stopped communicating, and the turbo lift has stopped working. Internal sensors show decks two and above are the only ones in existence.
[19:19:54] <+DrCeja> What sensors still work show that though the ship is still apparently moving there's nothing outside the ship at all. It is as if something, or someone, has carved a chunk out of the ship itself.
[19:20:23] <+DrCeja> Positions:
[19:20:34] <+Cmdr_Jordan> 4.2
[19:20:40] <+DrCeja> All are on the bridge.
[19:20:47] <+DrCeja> (Good to go Boss)
[19:21:37] <~AdmWarp> Any questions?
[19:21:37] <@CmdrArnet> ::coughs - ask for questions - coughs::
[19:21:47] <+DrCeja> Oh yes.. that. Any questions..
[19:21:50] <+LtCmdrRollands> No questions here
[19:22:07] <+LtJgGrimm> Nope
[19:22:07] <@CmdrArnet> No, ma'am
[19:22:09] <+FstLtRayus> None currently
[19:22:24] <~AdmWarp> Let us see what Ceja has in store, then!
[19:22:26] <~AdmWarp> Arnet... PUNCH IT!
[19:22:33] <@CmdrArnet> BEGIN THY SIMMING!
[19:22:59] <+DrCeja> ::Tries again to contact Sickbay::
[19:23:04] <~AdmWarp> ::Continues what he was saying earlier:: ... need to figure out what's going on here.
[19:23:09] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Stares at the console in front of her:: That just doesn't make any sense, none at all.
[19:23:18] <@CmdrArnet> ::comes round to Blackburn:: What is the possibilty that this is just some massive sensor glitch?
[19:23:25] <+FstLtAklar> ::Drogan was furiously switching between his sensor screens.::
[19:23:35] <+LtCmdrMelina> ::Sits at her console, reviewing everything she has available to her:: Doubtful. I ran a diagnostic on the sensors already
[19:23:37] <+Cmdr_Jordan> ::She had just taken a sip of her cocoa. It had a calming effect for her. She swore by it. Tea just couldn't work like that with her.:: So, I take it opening up the hatch and looking down a Jeffries' tube would not be advisable at this time?
[19:23:42] <+LtJgRicker> :: Is furiously hitting buttons on the helm console:: I wish I could tell anything about where we are going!
[19:23:44] <+DrCeja> Nothing.
[19:23:45] <+LtBlackburn> ::is trying desperately to contact engineering:: None sir.... I cant even find the main computer core!
[19:24:04] <+DrCeja> Life signs are down to.. us..
[19:24:08] <+LtCmdrRollands> It won't help, Drogan. I've gone through every scan that the computer would know. ::Pinches the bridge of her nose::
[19:24:11] <~AdmWarp> Melina, what about other systems? The EPS grid, environmental controls, waste extraction -- anything?
[19:24:29] <+FstLtRayus> :: Is sitting at Tactical thinking :: Can we not pry the turbolift open, crawl down there, and see whats going on?
[19:24:37] <+FstLtAklar> Yes, but I'm me.
[19:24:41] <@CmdrArnet> ::chews the inside of his cheek:: How could this happen?
[19:24:50] <+LtBlackburn> The only computers left are in the bridge and deck two...
[19:24:59] <+DrCeja> ACTION: THERE IS THE SOUND OF A DOORBELL.
[19:25:01] <+LtJgGrimm> I suppose we probably could
[19:25:07] <+Cmdr_Jordan> ::She winked at Rayus:: 'bout the same as the Jeffries' tube idea.
[19:25:07] <+LtCmdrMelina> Checking on them now, sir. ::Taps her console furiously:: I'm not getting any results when it comes to the EPS grid, environmental controls, or even the wast reclamation system
[19:25:11] <~AdmWarp> Go, Rayu -- ::Stops at the sound::
[19:25:11] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Rolls her eyes slightly:: Let's run them again, check the old scans from before...what that a doorbell?
[19:25:17] <@CmdrArnet> ::Looks up:: That's new. ::looks around:: Is that a good sound or a bad sound?
[19:25:26] <+LtBlackburn> My only suggestion is to come to a full stop, put on some EVA suits, and take a peak outside.3
[19:25:38] <+LtCmdrMelina> It's almost as if nothing below deck 2 exists ::Has a worried tone in her voice because of the twins::
[19:25:44] <+Cmdr_Jordan> ::She raised a brow at the sound of a bell:: Avon calling?
[19:25:45] <+LtBlackburn> A.... doorbell?
[19:25:48] <+LtJgRicker> :: Hears the bell:: What the bleepity bleep?
[19:25:49] <+FstLtRayus> :: Looks around, trying to see where the sound came from ::
[19:25:50] <~AdmWarp> ::Puzzles at the sound for a moment, then tries something on a lark:: ... Enter?
[19:26:03] <+DrCeja> ACTION: THE DOORBELL RINGS AGAIN. IT SEEMS TO BE FROM THE READY ROOM.
[19:26:09] <@CmdrArnet> ::Looks at Warp:: That's your first inclination?
[19:26:09] <+DrCeja> What?
[19:26:15] <+LtJgGrimm> ::Hears the bell also:: Well, at least their courteous, ringing the bell like that
[19:26:19] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Spins towards Warp as he tells whoever it is that is ringing the doorbell to enter and raises an eyebrow::
[19:26:24] <+FstLtRayus> :: To Arnet :: Not a bad inclination.
[19:26:32] <@CmdrArnet> ::comes down by Warp:: Did you have a new system installed in your ready room?
[19:27:06] <+FstLtAklar> Isn't someone going to answer that bell?
[19:27:16] <+Cmdr_Jordan> For whom the bell tolls... ::She took another sip, waiting::
[19:27:17] <~AdmWarp> No, not to my knowledge. ::Shoots Blackburn a curious glances as he crosses to the door::
[19:27:39] -!- DrCeja is now known as Sapphire
[19:27:45] -!- CmdrArnet is now known as Steel
[19:27:57] <+FstLtRayus> :: Stands up :: Anyone mind if I go answer the door?
[19:28:11] <+LtCmdrRollands> It's Warp's ready room, better let him do it.
[19:28:12] <@Steel> Arnet> The Admiral has beat you to that punch, Lieutenant.
[19:28:19] <+Sapphire> ACTION: THE DOOR SLIDES TO ONE SIDE AND TWO PEOPLE ENTER. A MAN AND A WOMAN.
[19:28:27] <+LtBlackburn> ::shrugs and shoots an "I dont know" look at Warp::
[19:28:38] <+LtCmdrMelina> ::Looks over to the two new people on the bridge::
[19:28:49] <~AdmWarp> ::Raises an eyebrow, then furrows his brow:: Who are you, and how did you get aboard my ship?
[19:28:55] <+LtJgRicker> :: Sees the two intruders and jumps up reaching for the hidden weapons compartment on his console in the same motion::
[19:28:59] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Raises an eyebrow:: What the...?
[19:29:01] <+Sapphire> Hello. ::Walks into the bridge, appearing to look through each of them in turn.::
[19:29:13] <+LtJgGrimm> ::Pulls a phaser, training it on the new arrivals::
[19:29:13] <+FstLtAklar> Well, we're off to a good start now.
[19:29:13] <@Steel> ::ignores Warp as he steps onto the bridge, looking around.::
[19:29:19] <+LtBlackburn> ::is confused and uses whats left of the sensors to try and detect transporter signals or something of the like::
[19:29:34] <+Cmdr_Jordan> No intruder alert notification either...
[19:29:46] <+LtCmdrRollands> So how did they get on board, into that room no less?
[19:29:47] <+Sapphire> ACTION: SHE IS DRESSED IN A LONG FLOWING BLUE DRESS. HE IS IN A DARK GREY BUSINESS SUIT.
[19:30:05] <+Cmdr_Jordan> ::she eyed them both over her mug::
[19:30:07] <@Steel> ::looks over to Sapphire:: Is it here?
[19:30:16] <~AdmWarp> ::Frowns:: Grimm, Rayus...
[19:30:16] <+FstLtRayus> :: Doesnt pull his weapon at the moment, not sure that action is appropriate ::
[19:30:26] <+LtBlackburn> Twentyfirst century formal wear? Fascinating.
[19:30:28] <+Sapphire> ::Trails fingers along the wall.:: It has been, and still is.
[19:30:32] <~AdmWarp> ::Raises his voice:: Excuse me. Who are you, and how did you come to be aboard my ship?
[19:31:01] <+FstLtRayus> :: Looks over at Warp :: I dont know what you want me to do, Sir. I could try shooting them, but that seems unnecessisary at this point.
[19:31:08] <@Steel> ::looks at Warp, addresses Sapphire:: You talk with him. ::continues wandering around the bridge::
[19:31:17] <+LtJgGrimm> ::Walks over to the suited man warily:: Care to explain your presence here?
[19:31:31] <+Sapphire> ::Walks over to Warp:: Hello. My name is Sapphire. My friend here is Steel.
[19:31:40] <+Sapphire> And you are?
[19:31:40] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Watches the two, eyeing the sensors as well to see if anything was there::
[19:31:43] <@Steel> ::to Grimm:: No, I shouldn't think so. ::moves around him, looking at the layout of the bridge.
[19:32:01] <+LtJgGrimm> ::Turns around:: It wasn't really a question
[19:32:04] -!- LtJgKellen [~Kellen@MagicStar-F627CC5C.lightspeed.tulsok.sbcglobal.net] has joined #uss-potemkin
[19:32:05] <~AdmWarp> All right -- that covers the first question.
[19:32:12] <~AdmWarp> <<Hey Kellen!>>
[19:32:16] <@Steel> And yet my answer remains the same.
[19:32:24] <+FstLtAklar> ::Drogan pulled out his tricorder, brandishing it wildly.:: Hmmm...
[19:32:30] < LtJgKellen> ((sorry was cooking))
[19:32:42] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Got beat to the tricorder by Aklar:: <w> Anything?
[19:32:52] <@Steel> ::regards Aklar's tricorder with amusement and contempt and keeps looking::
[19:33:02] <+LtJgGrimm> It's not very polite for a visitor to brush off his host as you are...no manners where you're from?
[19:33:31] <+FstLtAklar> ::He arched a brow at the grey-suited figure.::
[19:33:40] -!- mode/#uss-potemkin [+v LtJgKellen] by AdmWarp
[19:33:47] <@Steel> ::to Sapphire:: Deal with them, please.
[19:33:48] <+FstLtAklar> Interphasic readings.
[19:33:49] <+Cmdr_Jordan> ::she paused as she watched them. She could...sense it. The background noise. But that's all it was...but they were talking to each other telepathically::
[19:33:58] <+FstLtAklar> Very, very odd. Very, very dangerous. But very, very odd all the same.
[19:33:58] <+Sapphire> You're interesting.
[19:34:00] <~AdmWarp> ::Shoots Aklar a glance:: Interphasic?
[19:34:16] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Frowns:: Why doesn't that surprise me...::Grabs her own tricorder and does the same scans::
[19:34:17] <@Steel> A crude description, but accurate according to your understanding.
[19:34:20] <+FstLtAklar> Indeed. They're here and not here at the same time.
[19:34:24] <+Sapphire> ::Seems to look through Warp.:: It could be any of them.
[19:34:34] <@Steel> What are you sensing?
[19:34:41] <+FstLtAklar> Why is everyone calling me crude all of a sudden?
[19:34:51] <+Sapphire> ::Walks away from Warp, and to each member in turn.::
[19:34:52] <~AdmWarp> ::Nods, then turns to Sapphire:: Why are you here?
[19:34:58] <@Steel> Arnet> Even interphasic beings can sense it, I guess, Mr. Aklar
[19:35:05] <+FstLtRayus> :: Looks at the ships guests, not entirely sure what to make of them, or himself what to do. ::
[19:35:11] <~AdmWarp> ::Raises his voice slightly as she walks away nonchalantly:: And what have you done with the rest of my ship?
[19:35:12] <+LtCmdrRollands> Apparently they think that whatever we are doing is crude.
[19:35:13] <@Steel> Arnet> ::as he is examined:: Err ... hullo?
[19:35:15] <+Sapphire> Ceja> Watches the intruders quietly, trying to get her own readings from them.
[19:35:19] <@Steel> Done? Nothing.
[19:35:33] <@Steel> Why would we have done anything to your little ship?
[19:35:34] <+LtJgGrimm> ::Looks down at Sapphire as she passes, not giving much of a reaction to her glances::
[19:35:37] <+Sapphire> Steel, Any one of them could have caused it.
[19:35:48] <@Steel> Any one of them? Or all of them together?
[19:36:01] <~AdmWarp> Moments before your arrival, we lost all contact -- sensor and otherwise -- with the rest of the ship.
[19:36:01] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Eyes Sapphire as she goes by:: Could have caused what?
[19:36:03] <+Sapphire> ::Smiles slightly at Blackburn:: Tell me, what do you know of this ship.
[19:36:17] <@Steel> Yes, we know.
[19:36:19] <~AdmWarp> Now, correlation is not necessarily causation, but the odds that you are somehow involved are quite high.
[19:36:39] <+FstLtRayus> :: Raises his hand :: Caused what? I tend to cause a lot of things to happen.
[19:36:50] <@Steel> In this case correlation is causation, but we are not "involved" as you put it.
[19:36:54] <+LtBlackburn> ::thinking its a trick question:: Im the chief engineer. Its my duty to know everything about this ship.
[19:36:57] <+Sapphire> ::To Steel:: All of them. Though.. not all of them were here when it happened.
[19:37:07] <@Steel> Hmm ... yes
[19:37:18] <+Sapphire> ::To Blackburn:: Then tell me what you know of the ship. Now.
[19:37:26] <+LtJgRicker> :: Looks the woman up and down as she examines Blackburn:: I think Im about to cause something to happen.
[19:37:32] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Raises an eyebrow:: If perhaps you explained what it is you are speaking about, we might be able to help you.
[19:37:37] <+LtJgKellen> ::Looks to Blackburn::
[19:37:52] <+FstLtAklar> Well, they couldn't have picked a less helpful person to ask.
[19:37:52] <+Sapphire> ::Walks to Aklar:: This one.. and.. ::Points to Ceja:: That one were.. ::Points to the area in front of the Captains Chair:: Were there when it happened.
[19:38:04] <+LtCmdrMelina> ::Listens carefully and looks at Sapphire:: I can assure you that Lt Blackburn does know everything about the ship, but there are some things he cannot reveal about its operation for security reasons
[19:38:09] <@Steel> ::to Sapphire:: How long ago?
[19:38:10] <+FstLtAklar> ::He arched a brow.:: Oh?
[19:38:14] <~AdmWarp> I don't take kindly to other people giving orders on my bridge. You need to leave, and restore the ship to the way it was.
[19:38:31] <@Steel> ::to Warp:: And what do you think we are doing?
[19:38:41] <~AdmWarp> ::Narrows his eyes:: Clearly not leaving.
[19:38:49] <+LtBlackburn> What I know is that according to all sensors, there are only two decks on this ship, we have no engines, no warp core, and no computers or any other systems besides those on the bridge and deck two.
[19:38:51] <+Sapphire> ::To Aklar:: Yes.
[19:39:04] <+FstLtAklar> And what exactly were we present for?
[19:39:17] <+Sapphire> Ceja: What do you mean?
[19:39:38] <+Sapphire> Two decks, and there are usually how many?
[19:39:40] <+LtCmdrRollands> You seem to know things about some event and where we all were for it, or weren't for that matter. Care to share what it was?
[19:40:09] <@Steel> ::to Warp:: What is your name?
[19:40:31] <+FstLtAklar> Fifteen decks.
[19:40:31] <~AdmWarp> I'm Admiral Warp of the United Space Federation.
[19:40:37] <+Sapphire> ::To Rollands:: Something tore time here. Unless we can fix it, you will all die.
[19:40:53] <@Steel> Of course, Admiral.
[19:41:05] <+Sapphire> ::Stares at Steel, as if she is communicating with him in some manner that only they share.::
[19:41:05] <+FstLtRayus> :: To Sapphire :: Death. Is that all?
[19:41:09] <+LtCmdrRollands> A tear in time? Oh that's just lovely. ::Grumbles under her breath::
[19:41:24] <+LtJgGrimm> ::Looks to Rayus:: If we're gonna die, can't we just go the old-fashioned way...like getting shot or something more mundane?
[19:41:28] <+LtJgRicker> :: Is shocked by the womans matter of fact delivery more than the news she delivered::
[19:41:45] <+Cmdr_Jordan> ::She was mostly listening..really trying to pick up the talk that no one else could hear. But she wasn't doing well::
[19:41:57] <@Steel> ::nods to Sapphire:
[19:42:04] <@Steel> Admiral, what happened 5 months ago?
[19:42:04] <+LtBlackburn> Not another time problem.... Dont we have enough of those?
[19:42:39] <@Steel> Another time problem?
[19:42:49] <+FstLtRayus> :: Smirks at Grimm :: Dont worry, man. I will kill you myself if it comes down to it.
[19:42:56] <+Sapphire> ACTION: A SHADOW APPEARS AT THE VERY EDGE OF THE MAIN SCREEN.
[19:43:00] <+Sapphire> Steel!
[19:43:07] <@Steel> ::turns around:: Everyone back!
[19:43:09] <+LtBlackburn> We run into temporal difficulties on a way too often basis.
[19:43:12] <+LtJgKellen> ::To Blackburn:: I'm sorry i slep in Sir.
[19:43:14] <+LtJgGrimm> ::Chuckles:: Thanks I guess...I'll return the favor if necessary
[19:43:19] <+Sapphire> ::Turns towards the shadow, and steps towards it.::
[19:43:23] <+LtCmdrMelina> ::Looks at the shadow outside on the edge of the screen:: What is that?
[19:43:27] <~AdmWarp> A number of things. We visited the Mi'Anaka, notably.
[19:43:31] <@Steel> It is here.
[19:43:34] <+LtBlackburn> ::to kellen:: How did you get up to the bridge?
[19:43:40] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Catches the shadow on the screen and tries to get a scan with her tricorder:: What is here?
[19:43:49] <@Steel> You wouldn't understand
[19:44:01] <+Sapphire> Ceja: ::Moves away slowly:: That's not normal.
[19:44:02] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Raises an eyebrow:: Oh?
[19:44:19] <+Sapphire> Tell me, how many decks are there on the ship now?
[19:44:23] <@Steel> ::takes a step closer to the shadow, observing::
[19:44:24] <+LtJgKellen> ::To Blackburn:: not sure...
[19:44:30] <~AdmWarp> ::Watching the shadow with the same concern as the rest:: What's causing that?
[19:44:42] <@Steel> It is causing it, Admiral.
[19:44:44] <+FstLtRayus> :: Stares at this shawdow thing :: Am I having a stroke?
[19:44:46] <+Sapphire> ::Raises her head and stares at the shadow, her eyes glowing blue for a moment.:: It is consuming. Hungry.
[19:44:59] <@Steel> Alive?
[19:44:59] <+LtBlackburn> :: slowly turns back to his screen to answer Saphire's question::
[19:45:01] <+FstLtAklar> And I thought Mr. Crusher was esoteric.
[19:45:02] <+LtJgGrimm> Not unless everybody else is too
[19:45:29] <+Sapphire> ACTION: THE SHADOW SEEMS TO MOVE SLOWLY FORWARD, THE EDGES OF THE MAIN SCREEN BEGIN TO DISAPPEAR.
[19:45:29] <+LtCmdrRollands> I'd rather deal with Mr. Crusher I think at this point. At least he gives us some idea of what is going on.
[19:45:38] <+FstLtRayus> :: Nods :: Good, at least I know that I am not the only one here who is crazy.
[19:45:47] <~AdmWarp> Something can't be its own cause and effect. That would be a Bootstrap Paradox, and to my knowledge, none has ever been encountered.
[19:46:05] <+LtBlackburn> Holy ...... ::hurries to erect emergency force fields::
[19:46:09] <+Sapphire> ::To Warp:: You know this ship better than anyone else, yes?
[19:46:09] <~AdmWarp> ::Takes a step back as the viewscreen begins to vanish::
[19:46:11] <@Steel> I don't have time to explain this to you. I don't believe I could.
[19:46:14] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Shuts her tricorder:: Other than whatever that is touching seeming to vanish...::Turns to Blackburn:: What?
[19:46:18] <~AdmWarp> Yes.
[19:46:28] <+Sapphire> How new is this ship?
[19:46:37] <+FstLtAklar> You could try. It wouldn't be that hard.
[19:46:38] <@Steel> Those force fields won't hold it long, if at all
[19:46:42] <+LtJgKellen> How do we have power, and life support, with out the rest of the ship
[19:46:44] <+LtJgKellen> ?
[19:46:49] <+LtCmdrMelina> ::Watches what is happening and then glances back to Rayus:: This isn't good
[19:46:54] <+LtJgRicker> :: Notices his proximity to the disappearing part of the ship and back away quickly::
[19:47:01] <+FstLtRayus> :: To Kellen :: Aliens. Thats how. Aliens is the answer.
[19:47:03] <~AdmWarp> Roughly 14 years.
[19:47:17] <+Sapphire> Ceja> ::To the room:: There are no decks above this one now. None of the auxillary levels.. they're all gone.. ::Looks up from the console she was sitting at.::
[19:47:31] <~AdmWarp> Which is to say -- ::takes another step back:: -- not new, but still relatively young.
[19:47:32] <@Steel> ::comes up to the edges of the forcefield:: Hungry and consuming ... the question is, what started your appetite?
[19:47:51] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Snaps head to Ceja:: Just us, nothing else? How...
[19:48:00] <+Sapphire> ::To Warp:: Fourteen years. Is it all original?
[19:48:09] <+FstLtAklar> Actually, the presence of our guests here might provide a clue as to how we have power.
[19:48:12] <+Sapphire> Ceja> ::To Rollo:: None. I feel sick.
[19:48:20] <~AdmWarp> No. The bridge in particular tends to be replaced fairly frequently.
[19:48:28] <@Steel> ::looks back to Aklar:: And how do you figure that?
[19:48:28] <+LtJgKellen> ::to Rayus:: I'm not even going down that raod Rev.
[19:48:35] <+LtBlackburn> :: shoving every scrap of power he can into the forcefields in order to protect the crew::
[19:48:43] <+LtCmdrRollands> I understand the feeling...::Falls back into her chair a bit::
[19:48:46] <+Sapphire> That would explain how it has not been able to .. consume you yet.
[19:48:59] <+LtBlackburn> Plus the refit Admiral.
[19:49:04] <+FstLtAklar> If we're in stome type of interphasic window, there is a predcent in various logs Federation experiments and accidents, of power being able to pass through interphase. It's how phasic cloaks operate.
[19:49:07] <+Sapphire> ::Stares at Warp:: Though.. you have your own history with time, do you not?
[19:49:32] <@Steel> ::gives a small smile and condescending chortle at Aklar's explanation and moves on::
[19:49:39] <+LtJgGrimm> ::Rubs his temples, remembering that he hated anything temporal::
[19:49:42] <~AdmWarp> The ship has had a few misadventur... Oh. I -- yes, somewhat.
[19:49:45] <+LtCmdrRollands> He seems to think you are funny, Aklar.
[19:49:58] <@Steel> ::looks at Sapphire:: Is it them?
[19:50:12] <+Sapphire> ACTION: WITH A FIZZLE AND SNAP OF POWER, THE SHADOW SINKS THROUGH THE FORCEFIELD.
[19:50:27] <+LtCmdrRollands> It was worth a try, Blackburn.
[19:50:30] <+FstLtAklar> The pretense of intelligence is acting intelligent and saying nothing, My dear Commander Rollands.
[19:50:41] <+Sapphire> ::Nods to Warp:: Yes. You are.. an anomoly. You are all.. anomolies in this time.
[19:50:44] <+LtBlackburn> ::curses rather loudly and violently:: Doomed....
[19:50:58] <+Sapphire> ::To Steel:: One moment.
[19:51:12] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Nods:: True. ::Eyes Sapphire:: An anomoly?
[19:51:15] <@Steel> ::sees the shadow encroaching:: One moment. We do not have that many to spare.
[19:51:22] <+Sapphire> ::Steps away from everyone and stares at the walls of the ship itself. As she does so, her eyes glow blue::
[19:51:27] <~AdmWarp> ::Suddenly acutely aware of his multi-hued eyes:: This is our time, and our place. We've taken care to restore it on more than one occasion.
[19:51:46] <@Steel> ::to Warp:: Restore it?
[19:51:58] <+FstLtAklar> ::He had a horrid thought.:: This does reek of Cervanny.
[19:52:14] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Eyes Aklar:: Don't mention that...please...
[19:52:27] <~AdmWarp> We've encountered temporal phenomena -- and beings.
[19:52:37] <+Sapphire> Ceja> Oh I hope not. Cervanny needs to have peace..
[19:52:50] <~AdmWarp> The aforementioned Nicole Cervanny is only one. Cato, Crusher...
[19:52:51] <+LtBlackburn> ::thinking of the names:: Excuse me, do either of you recognize a shape shifting entity that calls herself "Green"
[19:52:54] <+Sapphire> Steel, they are here. There is something.. old.. on this ship.
[19:52:56] <~AdmWarp> <q> They're all C's, aren't they?
[19:53:03] <@Steel> ::looks at Warp:: What's old on this ship?
[19:53:06] <+FstLtAklar> ::He tired hard not to roll his eyes at Ceja's sympathy for Cervanny.::
[19:53:20] <+LtBlackburn> Aklar is old....
[19:53:32] <@Steel> You say this ship has been restored, but there is something here that is old.
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[19:53:38] <~AdmWarp> As is Mister Rayus, but I don't think that's what they're looking for, Lieutenant.
[19:53:40] <+Sapphire> ::To Blackburn:: That name is not familiar to us.
[19:53:41] <+FstLtRayus> :: Raises his hand :: Im pretty old, by most people's standards.
[19:53:48] <+FstLtAklar> It's me.
[19:54:06] <@Steel> ::looks at Sapphire:: Is it him?
[19:54:08] <+Sapphire> ::To Aklar:: Yes. And some of your selves are older than that. You too are .. interesting to time.
[19:54:11] <+LtCmdrRollands> They must not be looking for you if they don't know the name. Must be something not someone...
[19:54:28] <+Sapphire> ::Walks over to Aklar, and touches his shoulder::
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[19:54:30] <+LtCmdrMelina> ::Thinks:: It seems like there might be a pattern
[19:54:44] <~AdmWarp> Old... The ship's keel must be 17 or 18 years old at this point... Yorick is rather aged at this point...
[19:54:44] <+FstLtAklar> ::He waggled his eyebrows at her.:: Hello there.
[19:54:51] <~AdmWarp> <<Hey Novar! Incoming PM.>>
[19:54:53] <@Steel> ::standing by Warp:: Yorick?
[19:55:04] <+LtCmdrRollands> They can't be looking for the skull, can they?
[19:55:11] <~AdmWarp> The skull of a long-dead humanoid.
[19:55:14] <+LtBlackburn> The cloaking device has been around for a while...
[19:55:20] < Dr_Novar> ((Sorry I'm late, been having net problems all day))
[19:55:29] <@Steel> Where is it?
[19:55:37] <+Sapphire> ACTION: THE SHADOW APPEARS AT THE DOOR TO THE READY ROOM, SLOWLY MOVING ALONG THAT WALL TO JOIN WITH THE SHADOW COVERING THE MAIN SCREEN.
[19:55:45] <~AdmWarp> Main Engineering.
[19:55:50] <~AdmWarp> The cloaking device, that is.
[19:55:55] <+FstLtAklar> What pattern, Melina?
[19:55:58] <@Steel> The skull, Admiral!
[19:56:00] <~AdmWarp> Yorick is... Your office, Tom?
[19:56:09] <@Steel> Arnet> Right, on my desk
[19:56:19] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Eyes the shadow as it keeps traveling:: On a deck that doesn't exist anymore.
[19:56:44] <@Steel> We need to get to the lower decks
[19:56:47] <+FstLtAklar> The skull's in Arnet's office, which is just down the ramp.
[19:56:58] <@Steel> ::to Sapphire:: Could it be an old skull?
[19:57:07] <+LtCmdrRollands> Not even desk two exists if what Ceja said is accurate.
[19:57:10] <+Sapphire> ::To Aklar:: You are lucky. It is not you, and we will not have to.. take care of you.
[19:57:12] <+LtCmdrRollands> deck*
[19:57:22] <+Sapphire> ::To Steel:: Depending on the age, yes.
[19:57:32] <@Steel> We must get to it.
[19:57:42] <+LtCmdrMelina> All of those names of those who have manipulated time on us before . . . Crusher, Cato, and Cervaney. The all begin with the same letter. ::Pregnant pause:: What other species do we know all goes by the same name?
[19:57:43] <+FstLtAklar> Oh? That seems a shame. ::He grinned.::
[19:57:58] <+LtCmdrMelina> And could be capable of something like this
[19:58:32] <+Sapphire> ::Smiles at Aklar:: Yes, a shame indeed. Though I suspect that you would prefer this life over that.
[19:58:33] <+LtJgRicker> Catians...
[19:58:43] <~AdmWarp> ::Moves to the ramp and opens the doors::
[19:59:06] <+Sapphire> ACTION: THE RAMP CURVING DOWN TO DECK TWO IS STILL THERE.
[19:59:13] <+LtCmdrRollands> ::Watches Warp go towards the doors::
[19:59:20] <@Steel> Right. Come Sapphire.
[19:59:40] <+Sapphire> ::Turns to the others:: Anyone else coming for a walk?
[19:59:51] <+FstLtAklar> You seem to have this well in hand.