Episode 15

[Bynw]

Jun 17 19:40:32 <Bynw> * The Lady Luck was jumping back to the Waterloo to get their orders. And with some Klade information in hand. The Waterloo was 2 jumps away and thus easily made within 30 minutes time.*
Jun 17 19:43:25 * Sathara is still playing around with the turrent system, just getting used to how it operates.
Jun 17 19:44:21 * Doc_Cross is studying the Klade datapad
Jun 17 19:45:01 * Dyunt is doing... something or othe.
Jun 17 19:45:05 * Ken is examing the data from his portable scanner
Jun 17 19:47:05 <Doc_Cross> "Two liver organs!?! A formidable race indeed"
Jun 17 19:47:19 <Bynw> * the datapad is mostly stellar charts and some basic, sometimes no information on civilizations found there. and some computer data to improve the operations of current computers of the Alliance based on the datapad itself
Jun 17 19:49:08 * Ken sets aside his portable scanner and pulls up the schematics from the Klade datapad; he then proceeds to make a protottype based on the schematic
Jun 17 19:49:12 <Raith> ::Sits back and puts his feet up on a non-active part of the pilots console::
Jun 17 19:51:40 <Bynw> *the final jump is made and the Lady Luck arrives within 10,000km of the Waterloo*
Jun 17 19:53:33 <Raith> ::Opens a communication channel to the CAG:: "Lady Luck requesting clearance to land, Waterloo."
Jun 17 19:54:59 * Ken notes the sensor alert and preapres to monitor the systems for the approach
Jun 17 19:55:30 * Dyunt moves to take the copilot's seat, ready for landing.
Jun 17 19:56:11 * Sathara sits back and watches the Lady Luck's maneuverability for reference, should the information come in handy later.
Jun 17 19:57:15 <Bynw> *CIC Waterloo* "Clearance granted Lady Luck. Welcome home Captain Raith"
Jun 17 19:58:06 <Raith> ::Eyes Dyunt for a moment, then slowly stands up and moves in behind the pilots chair, he talks with a sarcastic seriousness:: "Dyunt, your in the wrong seat."
Jun 17 19:59:11 <Dyunt> "I'm sorry, capt'n!" And she moves to take the right seat.
Jun 17 20:00:47 <Raith> ::Smiles:: "Don't let it happen again Dyunt. Take us in." ::Moves to the co-pilots seat and sits down::
Jun 17 20:01:22 * Dyunt engages the landing sequence. Not like she hasn't done such things a thousand times before or anything.
Jun 17 20:02:09 <Bynw> *the Waterloo's landing bay is on its underside. And requires some manual manuvering to get adjusted just right to dock.*
Jun 17 20:03:44 <Bynw> (( so roll that piloting skill of your's please Dyunt ))
Jun 17 20:04:05 <Dyunt> *roll 7dF Pilot!
Jun 17 20:04:09 <InaDice> Dyunt: 23 (2, 4, 2, 6, 2, 2, 5) [7d] -  Pilot!
Jun 17 20:04:15 <Dyunt> *roll 7df Pilot!
Jun 17 20:04:19 <InaDice> Dyunt: Great <2> (1, 0, 1, 1, 0, -1, 0) [7df] -  Pilot!
Jun 17 20:05:26 <Bynw> (( actually that would be a "superb" ... please rp it ))
Jun 17 20:06:25 * Dyunt does another expert landing, placing the lady luck on the decks without breaking a sweat, then pressing the buttons to turn down the engines to standby.
Jun 17 20:07:13 * Sathara grins at Dyunt.  "Damn, woman, you can fly this thing with one hand on the wheel!"
Jun 17 20:08:13 <Raith> ::Looks a bit impressed at Dyunt's landing, but quickly covers it:: "Decent."
Jun 17 20:08:47 * Dyunt grins right back, "'tis what I'm good at." Then winks at Raith, "Always critical, eh, capt'n?"
Jun 17 20:10:19 <Bynw> *CIC Waterloo* "Captian Raith. Please have your team assembled in your ship's lounge. And open your landing ramp. Permission to come aboard?"
Jun 17 20:11:42 <Raith> ::Pats her shoulder in a friendly manner, then says in a dead pan straight faced way:: "Your the very best pilot I've ever seen. Your my hero." ::Smiles and resume a normal tone:: "Now get your post flight done and get the new girl up to speed."
Jun 17 20:12:44 <Sathara> "Righto.  What do I need to know?"
Jun 17 20:13:02 * Dyunt goes down the post flight checklist, and gets up, "Guess we can do that on the way to the ship's lounge?"
Jun 17 20:13:10 * Ken powers down the ship, runs a diagnostic of the ships systems to check for any systems that need maintenance
Jun 17 20:13:10 <Sathara> "Sounds like a plan."
Jun 17 20:13:53 * Ken then links to the external power grid
Jun 17 20:15:30 <Ken> ::over coms to the bridge:: "Capn'n any orders?"
Jun 17 20:16:09 * Doc_Cross proceeds to the ship's lounge
Jun 17 20:18:04 <Raith> ::pushes the intercom button:: "I want the data on the aliens civilizations analyzed and some suggestions on a course once we leave the Waterloo and a preliminary report on your readings of the Klade."
Jun 17 20:18:20 <Ken> "aye Cap'n"
Jun 17 20:19:05 <Raith> "Sathara, I want all personal weapons policed up and stowed in a central locker."
Jun 17 20:19:52 <Sathara> "Aye, cap'
Jun 17 20:19:54 <Sathara> n."
Jun 17 20:20:37 <Raith> "Dyunt, keep looking fabulous and show Sathara around the ship and the Waterloo. Make sure she knows where the turrent is. She's our gunner."
Jun 17 20:20:55 * Sathara reluctantly removes her sidearm and knives, including the throwing knives, goes to her room and gathers the rest of her guns and things and puts them in a central locker as directed.
Jun 17 20:21:21 <Bynw> *Waterloo Docking Control* "Waterloo to Captain Raith. Your guests are ready to board."
Jun 17 20:21:54 * Ken pulls up the Klade data and crossreferences to the nav comp. Analyzes the most energy efficient route and then the fastest. He then rates the info on each civilazation on a scale from least known to most known and sorts it in descending order.
Jun 17 20:21:59 * Dyunt nods, "Understood, capt'n." And takes the long way around the ship, passing by all important places on the ship, including the torrent, before arriving at the main lounge.
Jun 17 20:22:02 <Raith> ::Comm:: "I'll meet them at the door Docking control."
Jun 17 20:23:06 <Raith> ::Pushes the intercom:: "Everyone put their duties on hold and meet me in the lounge. Seems high command wants to get a look at you. Double time."
Jun 17 20:23:46 <Raith> ::Moves to the boarding ramp and lowers it. He stands at the top of it, thumbs hooked in his gun belt::
Jun 17 20:23:51 * Dyunt presses the intercom, "Uniform time, capt'n?"
Jun 17 20:23:55 * Ken saves his work with a redundant data backup and heads to the lounge
Jun 17 20:25:44 * Doc_Cross reads while he waits
Jun 17 20:26:55 <Bynw> *as the ramp lowers there are 3 officers waiting below. The Waterloo's CO, Commander Forton. Major Blass and another person ... who is not recognized.*
Jun 17 20:27:15 <Bynw> :: Cmdr Forton :: "Permission to come aboard?"
Jun 17 20:27:57 <Raith> ::Stands at attention and salutes:: "Sir, permission granted, sir."
Jun 17 20:30:13 <Raith> ::Moves to the side and makes room for the others to board::
Jun 17 20:30:57 <Bynw> *the commander doesnt return the salute but comes on board, followed by the other to men* "What did I tell you about saluting me?" *he says giving Raith a pat on the shoulder as he walks by headed for the lounge*
Jun 17 20:32:42 * Doc_Cross stands as the guests arrive
Jun 17 20:33:13 * Sathara salutes.
Jun 17 20:33:13 * Dyunt stands to attention when the guests walk into the lounge.
Jun 17 20:33:22 * Ken stands and salutes
Jun 17 20:34:13 <Bynw> *the commander looks about them and waits for the 2 men with him and for Raith to arrive at the lounge*
Jun 17 20:35:26 <Raith> ::Follows the commander to the lounge, and takes a central position in the lounge. He remains standing::
Jun 17 20:36:37 <Bynw> ::cmdr forton:: "At ease all of you and have a seat." :: he says while the 2 men with him take a seat but the commander still stands ::
Jun 17 20:36:49 * Ken sits
Jun 17 20:37:10 * Dyunt takes a seat, putting one leg over her other, and waits for what's coming.
Jun 17 20:37:11 * Sathara sits.
Jun 17 20:38:11 * Doc_Cross sits back down and hands Sathara a drink
Jun 17 20:38:16 <Raith> ::Leans against one of the walls::
Jun 17 20:38:53 * Sathara holds the drink, deciding not to sip just yet.
Jun 17 20:39:37 <Bynw> ::cmdr forton:: "First of all. Never again wear a uniform of any Alliance military service. Consider yourselves all official, at least as paperwork goes, discharged. You are not a military expedition into unknown space. You are simply explorers."
Jun 17 20:40:15 <Raith> "I'll try not to cry, sir."
Jun 17 20:40:21 * Sathara raises her eyebrows, considering her own gray almost-uniform.
Jun 17 20:40:58 <Dyunt> "... understood, sir."
Jun 17 20:41:02 * Ken nods
Jun 17 20:41:06 <Sathara> "Aye, sir."
Jun 17 20:41:09 <Raith> ::Hooks his thumbs in his gun belt again::
Jun 17 20:42:05 <Doc_Cross> "Understood, Commander"
Jun 17 20:44:46 <Bynw> ::cmdr forton:: "I know you haven't had much time to review the data provided by the Klade on the civilizations that are out there around us. We are one of the most advanced. But there are others who are equal to us and some maybe greater than us in some aspects. We all know that the Klade are far greater in technology then we are. The could have easily enslaved, exterminated or absorbed us."
Jun 17 20:47:09 * Dyunt nods
Jun 17 20:47:41 <Bynw> :: cmdr forton :: "However. Another detail. You are one of ten groups being sent out to explore and make first contact. Your missions are to encourage those civilizations to join the Alliance. Each of the 10 groups has a different set of stellar/civilization indexes. So you wont be overlapping one another. However be aware some of these peoples are at odds with their neighbors. Diplomacy is a delicate balance of words and deeds. And well pla
Jun 17 20:47:41 <Bynw> ced shots."
Jun 17 20:48:28 * Sathara smirks.  "Better leave me out of the diplomatic parts, but the well-placed shots are my department."
Jun 17 20:49:34 <Bynw> :: cmdr forton :: "Are there any questions that you have?"
Jun 17 20:50:40 <Ken> "what about dry dock repairs? Do we return to Alliance space or make do out there?"
Jun 17 20:50:55 <Doc_Cross> "How long is this 'mission of exploration'?"
Jun 17 20:51:12 <Raith> "Sir, are you sure we WANT all these aliens to join the alliance?"
Jun 17 20:51:28 * Dyunt shake sher head.
Jun 17 20:53:38 <Sathara> "Negative, sir.  I guess I just need to learn when to keep my trap shut and stay in the background."
Jun 17 20:54:09 <Bynw> :: cmdr forton :: "Dry dock repairs ... if you can do it wherever you are is better. However the Waterloo is responsible for all major repairs for all 10 ships. But we may be several jumps away or unavailable in some cases. The mission time is however long you wish to stay aboard the Lady Luck and under the command of her captain. You may resign at anytime. And no. We aren't sure. That's part of your duty. Determine if they should be members
Jun 17 20:54:09 <Bynw>  of the Alliance or trusted allies or whatever else."
Jun 17 20:57:12 <Bynw> :: cmdr forton looks at Sathara :: "You are General Makshen's niece aren't you."
Jun 17 20:57:33 <Sathara> "Yes, sir."
Jun 17 20:58:20 * Ken pulls out his datapad and starts making note about key critical systems for worst case scenario simulations.
Jun 17 21:00:07 <Bynw> :: cmdr forton :: "You can begin whenever you wish. Get whatever supplies you need from our ship's stores. And enjoy heading out into deep space beyond the frontier."
Jun 17 21:01:27 <Sathara> "Sir, since we're not supposed to look official, does the Waterloo have any civvies?"
Jun 17 21:01:32 <Dyunt> "Yes, sir"
Jun 17 21:03:59 <Bynw> :: cmdr forton :: "Yes you can get some civvies here"
Jun 17 21:04:15 <Sathara> "Thank you, sir."
Jun 17 21:04:46 <Raith> "I don't think we'll be here for long sir, I for one am ready to get back out there."
Jun 17 21:05:16 <Doc_Cross> "I'll need an extended supply of, err, medical supplies"
Jun 17 21:05:36 <Ken> "Just some redundant spare parts for sritical systems is all I would want."
Jun 17 21:06:28 <Bynw> ::cmdr forton:: "Your men know what the need Raith. Make sure they get it. And make sure they learn how to operate without uniforms. They are a little too stuffy at times. I know you are well accustomed to not wearing one."
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Jun 17 21:07:08 <Raith> ::Grins::
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Jun 17 21:09:20 <Bynw> :: cmdr forton :: "Oh and Sathara? isn't it. If you would have called one of my officers a frakking idiot and had been right under combat conditions. You would have received a field commission to Lt and been placed in command."
Jun 17 21:09:29 * fudgebob is now known as DrCross
Jun 17 21:10:04 * Sathara is too shocked for a moment to do anything, then roars with laughter.  "Thank you, sir."
Jun 17 21:10:39 * DrCross listens and is impressed!
Jun 17 21:11:34 <Raith> ::chuckles::
Jun 17 21:11:56 <Bynw> ::cmdr forton pulls out his personal commlink:: "bring it on board now" ::he says into it and moments later everyone can hear the sound of heavy boots coming up the ramp::
Jun 17 21:12:19 <Raith> "Commander, rules of engagement?"
Jun 17 21:13:35 <Bynw> ::two uniformed men are carrying a crate into the lounge and they set it down and then they are dismissed with a silent nod from the commander::
Jun 17 21:14:33 * Ken glances at the box and then at the Commander
Jun 17 21:14:47 <Bynw> ::forton:: "Don't start anything. But if you are fired on and the only option is to return fire ... you can do so of course."
Jun 17 21:15:06 * DrCross approaches the crate with curiosity
Jun 17 21:15:36 <Bynw> "12 bottles of Raith's favorite beverage ... very aged and very good."
Jun 17 21:16:27 * Sathara raises her brows at the sight of that much good Scotch.
Jun 17 21:17:08 <Raith> ::His jaw drops open, his grow wide for a moment before he quickly moves to the box and tears it open::
Jun 17 21:17:22 * Ken goes back to his datapad and deletes an item from the list
Jun 17 21:17:24 <Raith> (eyes grow wide)
Jun 17 21:17:45 * Dyunt watches from a distance at Raith's actions. "Don't drink it all at once, capt'n."
Jun 17 21:18:21 <Sathara> "No, ma'am.  A gift like that is meant to be treasured.  Slowly."  Sathara grins.
Jun 17 21:20:34 <Raith> ::Pulls out one of the bottles and gazes at it appraisingly.::
Jun 17 21:21:32 <Raith> "Commander, your a man after my own heart." ::Puts the bottle back and closes up the box:: "It wont go to waste, I promise."
Jun 17 21:22:07 <Bynw> ::the cmdr shakes his head:: "I can't take the credit."
Jun 17 21:22:34 <Raith> ::Stands up with a questioning look:: "Oh?"
Jun 17 21:22:38 <Bynw> :: the other unnamed man speaks up :: "They were given to me with instructions to be given to you."
Jun 17 21:25:34 <Raith> "Who are you, and who sent it?"
Jun 17 21:27:31 <Bynw> "I am Father Albert Schear. And who sent it, was the Klade known as Orsi."
Jun 17 21:28:22 * DrCross looks at Ken, whispers "Father?"
Jun 17 21:29:38 * Ken leans over and whispers "Senate member backing this mission I suspect"
Jun 17 21:30:10 <DrCross> *whispers back "Just to deliver booze?"
Jun 17 21:31:00 * Dyunt makes some mental notes, doesn't speak up right now, though.
Jun 17 21:31:03 <Raith> ::Smiles knowingly:: "Nice to meet you Father Schear. Seems a long way to come just to deliver a gift."
Jun 17 21:31:21 <Ken> ::whispering:: "good point"
Jun 17 21:33:19 <Bynw> ::senator:: "The Senate is very interested in your mission sir. And in you. Some may not like you but you have always gotten the job done. And the Klade seem to have taken a great interest in you as well."
Jun 17 21:37:59 <Raith> ::Shrugs:: "Sorry, but I don't think I can live up to that hype Father. I just got lucky. Right place, right time."
Jun 17 21:39:17 * Sathara whispers to Dyunt.  "You'll have to tell me later what Raith did to get the Senate interested."
Jun 17 21:40:54 <Raith> "Let's face it Father, I really don't have anything else but the service and my ship."
Jun 17 21:41:45 <Bynw> ::Ftr Albert Schear:: "Of course. Luck or providence. Either way, you are it."
Jun 17 21:42:29 <Raith> ::skeptical:: "It?"
Jun 17 21:43:37 <Bynw> "The one the Klade reacted positively with."
Jun 17 21:44:53 * Dyunt keeps listening, leaning back in her chair.
Jun 17 21:47:20 <Bynw> "Your encounter with them over a month ago could have ended very differently. But the right actions were taken at the right time. Leading to our now treaty with the Klade and a promise of several food producing worlds and a massive jump in technology. Raith, you are a herald of a new age."
Jun 17 21:47:21 <Raith> ::Shrugs again:: "I suppose Father. Odd fellow that Orsi. Just doing my part."
Jun 17 21:47:55 * Ken finishes his list and goes back to studying the readings his portable scanner picke up, apparently oblivious to the conversation
Jun 17 21:48:28 * Sathara whispers to Dyunt again.  "Seriously, mate, what in the seven hells did he do?  I gotta know, but later, once the brass is gone."
Jun 17 21:48:53 * DrCross sits down too, a little confused over the on-going conversation
Jun 17 21:51:07 <Raith> "Honestly Father, I'm more excited about being able to push into unknown space then any of that. I just sat down and had a few words. If things had gone differently you might be talking to the man who started a war that wiped out the human race."
Jun 17 21:53:52 <Bynw> :: Blass speaks up :: "That's all we have. You've got a good ship there Raith. Use it. May the Hand of God be with you and your travels."
Jun 17 21:54:50 * Ken looks at Blass a little oddy
Jun 17 21:56:38 * Sathara quirks one eyebrow in the direction of Blass, Forton, and Senator Schear.
Jun 17 21:57:50 <Bynw> :: the senator and blass rise up from the seats while cmdr forton speaks up again :: "That's all gentlemen. Get your gear and supplies from the Waterloo and head out." :: the three turn and start to leave the lounge ::
Jun 17 21:58:31 <Raith> ::Nods to Blass once then turns to the crew:: "Alright people you heard the man. We've got work to do, Let's resupply and launch."
Jun 17 21:59:10 <Sathara> "Cap'n, what do we need for general supplies?  All I personally need is some clothes that don't look like an uniform, so I'll be able to carry some general stuff, like food or whatnot."
Jun 17 21:59:34 * Ken puts away his datapad and heads for engineering to check the inventory of parts against his list and the tools available making note of any he would need to jury rig parts for life support, propulsion, shields and the turrent.
Jun 17 22:00:56 * DrCross contacts Waterloo's Sickbay to coordinate the delivery of extra medical supplies
Jun 17 22:02:21 * Ken contacts ship's stores for the missing parts and tools. He then heads for his quarters and changes into his mechanic's coveralls; packs his various ADF clothes and heads out to ship's stores to get more practical clothes
Jun 17 22:02:33 <Bynw> *the 3 men exit the ship talking among themselves*
Jun 17 22:02:34 <Raith> ::Supervises the delivery of food stuffs and general supplies to the Lady Luck's modest cargobay::
Jun 17 22:03:45 * Sathara goes off to Waterloo's stores to get some less military-looking clothing, finding some nondescript blue, gray, and brown shirts and trousers.
Jun 17 22:04:53 * Ken returns, throws his new clothes into his room and heads for the vac suits to remove any ADF insignia from them
Jun 17 22:05:19 <Bynw> *it takes several hours to load the supplies needed*
Jun 17 22:07:09 * DrCross returns to his Medbay and checks all the equipment
Jun 17 22:07:31 * Sathara decides to hit the rack for a while, since she and Dyunt have to sleep in shifts.
Jun 17 22:08:26 <Raith> ::Buckles down the last of the supplies in the cargo hold and taps the ship's intercom:: "Dyunt, start the preflight. We're lifting off as soon as I meet you on the bridge."
Jun 17 22:08:34 * Ken finishes up removing the insignia and then stows the items he requested, ensuring that all is received and stowed away
Jun 17 22:09:18 <Raith> "Everyone else. Speak up if you need more time, otherwise get ready for take-off."
Jun 17 22:09:41 * Dyunt gets to the bridge and starts the preflight
Jun 17 22:10:02 <Ken> ::over comms:: "Just making sure I got everything I asked for and that is stowed Cap."
Jun 17 22:10:17 * Sathara gets out of the rack to make sure that the room is tied down and ready for launch, then lies back down.
Jun 17 22:12:46 * Ken finishes his stowing and fires up his dual monitoring system for the launh, running his usual diagnostics
Jun 17 22:12:52 <Raith> ::shows up on the bridge a minute or two after Dyunt and immediately takes the co-pilot's seat:: "Take us out as soon as your ready Dyunt."
Jun 17 22:14:04 <Ken> ::Over Comms:: "Switching to internal power Waterloo"
Jun 17 22:14:07 <Raith> ::Pulls up the Klade data on the Aliens in his teams data index and searches for the nearest inhabited system with one in it::
Jun 17 22:16:39 <Ken> ::over comms:: "Everything looks green Cap"
Jun 17 22:18:21 <Raith> ::Opens a channel to CIC:: "Waterloo CIC, Lady Luck requesting permission to launch."
Jun 17 22:19:00 * Ken straps in and watches the power grid and inertial dampeners with the additional cargo
Jun 17 22:19:14 <Bynw> *CIC* "Lady Luck bay doors are opening and you are clear to disembark."
Jun 17 22:20:15 <Raith> ::Comm:: "Understood Waterloo, Lady Luck is debarking."
Jun 17 22:20:28 <Raith> "Dyunt, lets get out of here."
Jun 17 22:21:02 * Dyunt launches the engines, and prepares to depart.
Jun 17 22:22:48 <Bynw> *once the Lady Luck has cleared the Waterloo and enters space to begin the spinup of its FTLs ... the Waterloo beings to maneuver itself further away from the Lady Luck. And shortly afterwards ... the Waterloo jumps*
Jun 17 22:23:09 <Raith> ::punches in a 3 jump course that takes them past the Alliance frontier and into the nearest Alien system in their index::