Deep Star 6 - Game Thread

[Sea Tyger]

Originally posted by Age of Toast
McKeown breaks in, having spent the past few minutes hunched over the controls.

"Sirs, I am picking up something on the long-range scanners, moving at," he paused to check the reading, "warp six, down the Jentris Corridor.

He paused, seeming to check his own crediblility at the implausibility of what he was about to say.

Sighing, he continued, "Size and mass are consistent with DS6. It could be the station, which would corroborate the Orion's story."

Seeing that the Midearan is still considering his overtures, Grimm says, "Hold that thought, Mr. Vlwas," then orders Remy to mute the transmission as he turns to face his science officer.

"Confirm Mr. McKeown's findings please, Mr. Vuson," he says. "Mr. McKeown, transfer your information to flight control. Mr. Everett, plot and lay in an intercept course."

Turning back to the screen, he leans toward Rostoff slightly and quietly adds, "Ultra-possessive anarchists, you say? Thank you, Commander. A firm hand it is.

"Mr. Remy, if you please," he orders, pausing long enough for Remy to perform his task. "Now, Mr. Vlwas, you've had a moment to consider my question. We are in a bit of a rush, so I need an answer from you now. What information can you provide us?"

[Chris Landmark]

Originally posted by Sea Tyger
"Confirm Mr. McKeown's findings please, Mr. Vuson," he says. "Mr. McKeown, transfer your information to flight control. Mr. Everett, plot and lay in an intercept course."

Alejandra begins to make a move toward the flight control console before checking herself with a bemused (and slightly frustrated) shake of her head. Instead she settles for standing at the rail near Lt. (?) Everett and keeping an eye on his work, ready to throw in a suggestion on the intercept course if necessary.

OOC: In the middle of a move right now; computer and internet are in working order, obviously, but most other things are a mess. The house is currently furnished in boxes...

Oh, and the Science: Space (Astrogation) roll is 20.

Edit: Found the box the Trek books were in, and the appropriate additional modifiers for my roll.

[AslanC]

Originally posted by Chris Landmark
OOC: In the middle of a move right now; computer and internet are in working order, obviously, but most other things are a mess. The house is currently furnished in boxes...[/SIZE]

I just sent you a PM, but disregard since this answers my questions

[Age of Toast]

Originally posted by Sea Tyger

"Confirm Mr. McKeown's findings please, Mr. Vuson," he says. "Mr. McKeown, transfer your information to flight control. Mr. Everett, plot and lay in an intercept course."

"Aye, sir. transferring to helm."

Roll (SysOps): 17

[Savanna Fields]

Originally posted by AslanC
"LIEUTENANT!" His bellow drowns out the background noise of engine room. "I DO NOT RECALL GIVING YOU PERMISSION TO LEAVE!" The crew you can see (since you are not facing him) start to look even more busy, so as to stay off the radar.

<Since I wasn't aware she is a rank below the Chief, she probably wound not have confronted him like that. But since I posted it, my bad.>

Holding back any emotion, she turns toward the panel without looking at him. "Sir, yes sir." Savanna moves over to Station 12 and begins monitoring the panel.

---------------- Dice Roll ----------------
System Operation
2d6 rolled
Dice results:
d6 = 3
d6 = 6
+2 (skill) + 2 (Int) = 13

[AslanC]

Originally posted by Savanna Fields
<Since I wasn't aware she is a rank below the Chief, she probably wound not have confronted him like that. But since I posted it, my bad.>

Holding back any emotion, she turns toward the panel without looking at him. "Sir, yes sir." Savanna moves over to Station 12 and begins monitoring the panel.

---------------- Dice Roll ----------------
System Operation
2d6 rolled
Dice results:
d6 = 3
d6 = 6
+2 (skill) + 2 (Int) = 13

OOG: Is this a double post?

[AslanC]

Originally posted by Sea Tyger
"Mr. Remy, if you please," he orders, pausing long enough for Remy to perform his task. "Now, Mr. Vlwas, you've had a moment to consider my question. We are in a bit of a rush, so I need an answer from you now. What information can you provide us?"

Vlwas looks at yout hrough the narrowing oh his 5 eyes and makes a strange clicking noise. "I tell you this Federation. You are not welcome here. No one wants you. We all fine here until you come along. Now troubles start from the far end of the Jentris." He cocks his head to one side. "Give up those lost for dead and go home. You will only meet death if you pursue."

With that he cuts to communication.

Mr Everrett turns his chair. "Course laid in Captain, awaitng the word."

[Savanna Fields]

Originally posted by AslanC
OOG: Is this a double post?

Yes, I wasn't sure if you saw it.
And to stimulate action.

[AslanC]

Originally posted by Savanna Fields
Yes, I wasn't sure if you saw it.
And to stimulate action.

Ahhh I C.

Well alas there is no action to stimulate at this moment.

Soon, soon.. Like all games, waiting for the Captain

[Sea Tyger]

Originally posted by AslanC
Mr Everrett turns his chair. "Course laid in Captain, awaitng the word."

Matthew gives Cmdr. Rostoff an apologetic "I'm a soldier, not a diplomat" look, then nods to his helmsman.

"Best possible speed, Mr. Everett," he says, turning towards his science officer. "Mr. Veson, Mr. McKeown, scan the hell out of that thing."

OOC: I'm activating one of Grimm's: twice/session, subordinates receive +1 to professional skill tests

[AslanC]

Originally posted by Sea Tyger
Matthew gives Cmdr. Rostoff an apologetic "I'm a soldier, not a diplomat" look, then nods to his helmsman.

"Best possible speed, Mr. Everett," he says, turning towards his science officer. "Mr. Veson, Mr. McKeown, scan the hell out of that thing."

The ship jumps to warp speed. The starfield streaking away on the main viewer. In engineering, Lt. Fields is able to regulate the Anti-matter flow, shaving about %5 off the acceleration lag.

Vuson looks up from his monitors. "Captain." The VUlcan's voice is hesitant, as if unsure. "I am detecting a tetryon surge to the starboard." He pauses. "Now it is gone." He furrows his brow. "I have it again sir..." His eyes snap up to yours "Definately a cloaked ship matching our course and speed!"

[Sea Tyger]

Originally posted by AslanC
Vuson looks up from his monitors. "Captain." The VUlcan's voice is hesitant, as if unsure. "I am detecting a tetryon surge to the starboard." He pauses. "Now it is gone." He furrows his brow. "I have it again sir..." His eyes snap up to yours "Definately a cloaked ship matching our course and speed!"

"It never rains, but it pours," Matthew mutters as his brow furrows into a crease. "Red Alert, XO.

"Mr. Vuson, you focus on the cloaked ship; let me know if it makes any sudden moves," he orders. "Mr. McKeown, you continue to gather information on the sensor mass."

Turning to Rostoff, Grimm adds quietly, "Well, nothing like making the situation a little more complicated. It makes you wonder how long they've followed us."

[Age of Toast]

"Aye, sir."

McKeown continues to scan the moving object, looking for odd energy readings or, possibly other ships.

Roll - SysOps: 15

[AslanC]

OOG: If anyone has anything they want to do here, do it now. Otherwise I move forward tomorrow morning when I get back from work

[GandalfOfBorg]

"I wonder who 'they' is," mutters Rostoff.