I agree, pbp doesn't really fit the back and forth of STA very well.
Thanks Supertumbler for having us. It was fun
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"Forewarned is for-armed, Cap. Let's gear up."
"The seedvault seems the obvious path, Cap'n. But we should move with caution. If there was any place I'd bolster extra protection- that's it."
Coop gives a small nod of his head that is almost a bow to the captain. "Thanks, Cap'n."
Without missing a beat, Coop stows his phaser and reaches out to pull the door open.
After a bit of strain he looks to the others for some assistance. "Sobek?"
Guarding the ladder to the command module, Coop takes a moment to adjust his tricorder. The robot was a rudimentary technology, somewhat out of what he would normally see in a federation facility. But those idiosyncrasies might make for something he could get a reading on. And better that than have other nasty surprises show their head.
As he begins to get a handle on whether his adjustments would have registered the Robot, he taps on the communicator at his wrist. "Amity, this is Coop. I'm working on getting preliminary readings on the module's defenses. Do me a favor and use my readings for a general sweep."
"Thanks for the heads up, Commander." Coop takes a moment to aim his phaser at the robot's ocular sensor and lets loose. "Looks like a single security robot, Cap." he barks into his arm hoping he left the channel open. "Old tech, could be jury rigged. Keep a good eye open, there could be other nasties about!"
"Well this just got a whole lot more interesting." Coop drops his tricorder to his hip and barks into the communicator on his wrist. "Cap, things just got hairy." With some ease, he draws his phaser from his hip and chances a glance around the reactor at the denobulan chief engineer. "Commander, see if you can hack into that thing and shut it down. Same with any other intrusion countermeasures in place. Sinclair, T'venek, keep working."
Oh yeah, the TWOK eras parkas were sooo nice. I've actually considewred buying one from anovos if not for the price tag.
Coop huddles deep into his cold weather gear, anticipating the frigid air below. "Ready and accounted for, Cap'n" The XO makes a point of checking his gear and armament if only to hide from his Andorian captain how much he dislikes the cold- not to mention transporting down without a shuttle for easy return. Oh sure, he gets it- kinda hard to maintain the Prime Directive with a shuttlecraft. But it doesn't mean he has to like it.
Just coming on shift since he'd been leading beta shift for the last week or so, Coop makes his way to the Captain's ready room early while pouring over his PADD. Stylus picking through the data, Barstow shakes his head at the few details he has about the science team below. "Hey Cap." he begins as the door opens to admit him. "I've only given the crew manifest a cursory once over, but nothing jumped out and bit me yet. With this planet so early in it's development, what's the protocol if containment has been broken somehow? I mean we won;t know for sure what's going on until we go down there, I'm sure. But just curious as to what Starfleet expects."
Aye Cap'n," Coop says as he slides back into his comefortable seat at the conn. "Destination set for Starbase 23, Warp 5. Aye." With that he engages Amity's warp drive and breathes a small sigh of relief to leave the Tellarite Plague and the difficult decisions involved behind them.
I might have a friend or two that could be interested in joining too if you want
I would love to continue if we have a way
Sorry to see it go. I really looked forward to every post.
Coop depresses the communication switch and leans into the arm of the captain's chair. "We've caught a small tellarite warp shuttle in Amity's tractor beam. Seem's they were interested in breaking quarantine, Captain. We can hold them like that for a long time, but that ship is rife with disease. I was just about to inform their captain and give them some options." For just a moment, he switches the microphone off and turns to T'sai. "Keep the tractor beam on them and the shields up. I don't want anyone transporting over here from that ship." Then he turns the console back on. "My plan was to offer them site to site transport back to the surface or for them to stay on their ship in our tractor until we've got the situation under better control. Unless you have a better recommendation, Captain."
Barstow nods back at T'sai. "Grab her." He then leans over the Conn to Milarin "Good suggestion. Thank you, Lt," he says softly, then adds. "Put the Captain on screen again." Coop straightens up a bit and pulls at his uniform tunic to flatten the lines. "Captain, we'll be holding your ship in custody while we scan your vessel for any trace of the sickness ailing the surface. If anyone is sick on your ship, we will be rendering aid. If not, you will be allowed to remain in orbit while we work to quell the disease. We don't know enough about the spread of the disease yet to allow you to leave and possibly bring it to other systems. But Amity will be here to help until we have a cure. I'm expecting you, as Federation citizens,to help us all as well."
"Good choice, Lieutenant." Coop shakes his head. "But, I wish it could be simple enough to use niceties to talk them down. We have to draw a line immediately, because if even a microbe of infection exists anywhere on that vessel, and for some reason remains undetected, or the Tellarites are somehow asymptomatic, this virus could spread with wild abandon. And if we were to let them go under any circumstance, it allows anyone to make the same claim to leave. But if we stop them here, even under the threat of violence, and render medical aid with a potential for curing and inoculating against the ailment, everyone survives. It's the old vulcan idiom."
Coop shakes his head. There are no easy answers for a situation like this. Must be a Thursday. "No, Milarin. If we let them go now, healthy or not, the Captain's quarantine means nothing. As much as I hate to say it, we have to use a heavy hand here to protect everyone. Plot an intercept. I want to get T'sai every advantage we can." He lets out a slow breath. "Ensign T'sai, arm phasers and target their engines. Wait for my command to fire. Put them back on for me." Barstow straightens a bit as the Tellarite Captain's face appears on the viewscreen. "Captain, this quarantine has been put in place to protect the Federation. Breaking the quarantine is a threat to us all at this time. This is your only chance to stand down. Please, do not make me act in accordance to Starfleet protocols and treat your vessel as an enemy of the Federation. I will not message you again." Dismayed, he turns back to T'sai. "Screen off."
The XO slumps into the Captain's chair. "T'sai, prepare to fire."
Coop curses under his breath. "Milarin, position Amity in their ascent vector. Force them to have to change trajectory." he grins a bit. "Permission to be creative." Standing, the Commander turns to the vulcan communications officer. "T'sai, hail them. Let them know that the planet is currently under quarantine. Ask nicely for us to escort them back to the surface. Stress that we have litte interest in testing out the weapons capabilities of Starfleet's newer, more powerful battleships today." As the XO crosses over to Xin's station, he idly wishes he had a ball to bounce. It always helped with the tension in simulations. "Tactical, I want phasers trained on their engines and weapon systems only. Do not arm phasers until absolutely necessary. Commander Xin? I want the most detailed readout you can get me as to weapons, warp capabilities, defenses, crew. If you can tell me how many hairs or left on her captain's head, so much the better." Barstow takes another step back towards the captains chair and taps Amity's internal Comms. "All hands, Yellow Alert. Shields up." he finishes with a sigh.
Looks the same so far. But yeah, there's some stuff added for glory and houses, but nothing that needs to be changed to allow it to work seamlessly with the main book.
Holy crap. I got the new Klingon book today in pdf. I expected a simple expansion book. NOPE. They went right into rewriting the core book, but all the players and ships are klingon. Federation are treated as NPCs or enemies. Brilliant.
"We probably have a dozen or so warp capable probes," Commander Barstow comments while pulling up the ship's complement. "But we also have five Galileo Type shuttles. They're bigger and slower than the majority of our support craft, but they're built on the old Moore class frame. They have low yield warp drives meant for in-system travel." Coop looks up to X'in. "if you think that'd help."
Seated in the Captain's chair, Barstow nods as if the Captain could see him. "Aye Cap'n. I'll mind the store. Just watch your 6 down there." Coop leans back in the big chair to look towards the communications console and the young vulcan sitting there. "Young." As a vulcan, she could be in her mid sixties and he'd have no idea. She was a cross-trained engineering and tactical officer. Coop knew that much, but he couldn't place her name no matter how hard he tried. T'pri? T'vri? T'ri? "Ensign T'ri," he begins, rolling the dice. "T'sai, sir." comes the response. Crap. "T'sai, yes. Do me a favor, launch a subspace relay beacon to the outskirts of the system. Until we know more, we should be careful about doing anything that could further affect subspace in this area." "Yes Commander." "Use the relay to contact Starbase 24. I'm sure Admiral Galloway will be thrilled for us to wake him during Gamma to tell him we're quarantining a planet. But let Starbase 24 know we should be letting the Syndicate know too in case that Orion ship really has left the system. Finally, send out a general hail system-wide. Let's see if we can get that orion captain's attention and let him know what's going on." Coop pauses a bit. "Got all that?" "Yes Commander," T'sai agrees, her hands tapping out a symphony on her console as she issues it commands. "You're a good man, T'pri." Coop taps out his own orders on his datapad to call up one of his helm staff to man the Conn. "T'sai. sir." "Yes." If she was human, she would have probably laughed. Probably. "Commander Xin," Coop turns to the efrosian science chief. "Keep an eye out for those Orions. Somehow, I doubt we're out of the woods yet."
Sitting the captain's chair, Coop looks over to Xin and gives him a nod. "You heard the Captain. All yours Mr. Xin."
Is it wrong that I've been just enjoying sitting back and reading this like a novel?
Hey all, I just want to apologize that I haven't been around the last few days. Between work and PaizoConline, I haven't had more than a second to breathe.
Coop acknowledges the order and keys in the coordinates that allow for easy progression to an orbital altitude over the transport coordinates.
15 for us. But I was 30 when we got married, if that adds perspective:) Happy Anniversary back at ya!
Don't feel bad, it was my anniversary last night and I'm prepping for Paizocon by learning a new VTT, so I get it:)
"On it Cap'n"
"You got it Captain!" A few keystrokes and some innovative use of the ventral thruster array and Amity begins to move like a ship half her size and volume in the commander's deft handling.
[ooc] 1 Momentum use , 1 Power
"Captain, initiating Attack Pattern Epsilon 3." With a spark of insight, Barstow tries to get Amity's injures nacelle away from the attacker while bringing the arcs of the forward weapons array to bear for Sobek.
"You heard the captain," Coop chimes as her form disappears behind the turbolift doors. "Let's keep sensors active on that freighter and be ready on the shields for when this blows up on us. Any questions?" His fingers work a symphony on the conn as he maneuvers Amity closer to the derelict ship.
"On it, Captain." Coop does some of the math in his head, plotting a course and likely escape route if things go pear shaped.
"Aye Cap'n." With a practiced hand, Coop plots a course based on Xin's readings and engages the warp drive.
I'm loving it as a whole. I was really curious to see how STA would transfer to the boards as it's much more collaborative than a lot of other games. I feel like I should probably stat out Olix and I could have used my backup during the chase scene, but that's on me not the game. I think it might help to have a sheet on the G Drive to show where people are or that we should preface our posts with them (ie. Commander Cooper Barstow: Bridge). That will get rid of some confusion that I can see happening. Other than that, carry on!
"Warp 9, Aye. Setting course for the nearest Starbase." Coop's fingers dance along the controls to a melody he's heard so many times before,. His partner, Amity, responds in turn.
"All of our birds have come home to roost, Cap'n. Ready to bolt on your order."
"Well this is sure turning out to be quite she shakedown cruise." Cooper adjusts Amity's attitude to set up for a jump to warp. =/\="Olix, tell me you guys are aboard. Shields are going up and we'll be bugging out."=/\= Coop turns to look at the captain. "Cap'n, three D-7s crossing the border is something of an incursion. If they aren't blocking comms, we have to report it or they likely won't let us leave to let anyone know what they were planning. But if it's just some crazy warlord, we should find reinforcements to take them out of federation space. With another ship or two we can regroup and deal with them if they are testing the border."
"Aye Cap'n," Coop's hands fly over the controls as he uses the lateral thruster array to adjust Amity's spin into the nearest dust cloud. "instigating a duck blind maneuver." He then taps the comm channel to the shuttles. "Olix, bay doors are open. I want you guys to match our trajectory and dock post haste." With Olix's acknowledgement, the Commander initiates the starboard thruster burn.
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