Posted by Captain Sidney Parker (Commanding Officer) in Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim

Posted by Commander Jason Harn (Executive Officer) in Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim
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“Ok Good enough. Sit Rep by department. Were not proceeding without actionable data to base decisions off of. ” The Captain ordered.

OOC: I’m leaving it open who starts. That way if someone is busy we don’t wait for that department head before beginning. I suggest every department chimes in and the XO summarizes.

Sidney CO

Jason was about to ask Xandra to go first but changed his mind at the last minute. “Mister Gould, why don’t you start us off?” he suggested.

Jason Harn, XO

Michael sat up slightly. You’re just full of ideas today, aren’t you? He thought. “Sir. In engineering terms, the Dragoon’s status when we arrived was pretty simple. Everything was turned off. Even life support. There was no sign of structural damage. We took a Jeffries tube down to engineering. After restarting one console, it was discovered that the Dragoon had been manually shut down, the crew beamed down, and life support set to shut down when all personnel were off the ship. I restored backup power just before we were beamed back here. Since then, I have been working to use the probe we set up to send remote signals to restart shields and impulse engines to the Dragoon using backup power. The plan being to bring her close and repair her.” He paused before saying “I’m working on a backup plan to perform a cold restart on the warp core and get main power going, but it’s… difficult is putting it lightly.”

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

The COS appeared slightly dismayed. He had little information from their time aboard the Dragoon, and had yet to receive any additional reports from the main security office aboard the Olinski, “The condition of the Dragoon displayed no signs of a struggle. During the short period of time in which we had access to her logs, we identified no indication that there was any armed confrontation, or weapons fired prior to her apparent scuttling. The most telling information from the logs was a lack of detail about the crews decision to depart. It suggests that there was either a sudden life threatening emergency, or that the crew was compromised… perhaps in the way our pilots were when we first arrived.”

The Andorian looked over at Xandra. A small sympathetic smile came over his face as he wondered how she was doing. The lieutenant looked haggard, and he hated to draw attention to her, but he was left wondering if she would be able to give the group any additional insight on what happened out in space.

COS Ch’zaolrirh

It took her a second to find her voice, but suddenly she was all business. “Sir, the CAG and two squads are still dealing with the planet. It seems a microwave type emitter causes paralysis when hit with it.” She took a deep breath to compose herself. “Ric is on the surface helping with rescue while other fighters provide cover support. We are unsure at this time if we have all those from the ship, or not.”

Her hands moved to her lap under the table as she fought the urge to beg for release to go assist them. In her mind she knew she’d never make it. In her gut, she thought she could. “I believe additional assistance if being given by the ship to aid in destroying the microwave emitters. I came here before they finished so I cannot yet report on their effectiveness.”

She nodded that that was all, and fell silent.

Lt JG Xandra Probably
Pilot/squad leader

“Aren’t you forgetting something Lieutenant?” Jason asked slyly. “You still haven’t reported what happened in the cockpit of your fighter when it lost control. I think we would all like to hear a first hand account, if you don’t mind.”

Jason Harn, XO

Sidney listened as the reports were made. Some initial ideas were already forming.

Parker CO

A SitRep appeared on the panel built into the conference room table where the Captain sat.

sensors began to pick up activity on the surface of the planet. The population was not very large, about 400 thousand scattered all over the main continent. However, what was alarming was that there were activity on the surface of the planet consistent with violence. Life signs were moving and many were getting weaker. There were also signs of explosions and the like on the planet.

The Captain sent it to the main screen in the conference room for all to view but did not stop the reporting process.

Parker CO

“Who boy,” Jason whistled when he looked at the screen.

The Counselor made a mental note to speak to Xandra at some point, but his focus was primarily on the display that the Captain had put up. “What’s going on down there?” The Lieutenant asked quietly to himself.

CNS

“I might be wrong,” Jason said as the color left his face, “but I think we’re looking at what happens on the planet’s surface when the mind control is turned off.” Could it be true? Were the officers and crew of the Dragoon victims of mind control? Was the entire planet? The ENTIRE PLANET? What could do that? With an ashen face, he turned to look at Xandra.

Jason Harn, XO
“I need answers and options.” The Captain said. “Are we relatively sure we are safe up here? Can we use the Dragoon in any manner to our benefit? If were going down what should we do. A large heavily armed party or a small insertion team? This is what you get paid to do. Give me options?”

Parker CO
Toro listened “It is my opinon that a small insertion team would be better. Once we have a clearer idea of what is going on, we can send in additional support. The smaller the team the better chance of success.” She said “In research the area where the child was found, there is a small clearing that has some cover that could be used to bringin the team.” She suggested.

CIO

Ch’zaolrirh’s eyes scanned the monitor. He searched for any particularly large pocket of lifeforms that could resemble the remainder of the Dragoon crew. Without averting his eyes he spoke aloud, “I concur with the CIO. We need to establish the exact location and mental state of the Dragoon crew before taking any bold measures.”

“Medical might be able to set up a cortical jammer.” He looked across the table. “I’ll see if there were any telepathic species on the Dragoon. If so, that would imply that there is not natural defense.”

“There seems to be a range limit. Not too much more or less than the range of the Microwave weapon. I’ve never seen mass weaponized mind control before. Perhaps research of the data base will come up with a similar situation.” Kolar seemed to remember something in the kin occurred to the Enterprise under Picard… almost started a war.

Kolar.

The COS jumped in again, “We can’t take any chances by allowing the Olinski into the range of those emitters. If we can get the Dragoon fully operational, perhaps we can use her for forward operations as necessary.” He paused for a moment, “Do we know if the CAG has made contact with anyone from the Dragoon?”

COS Ch’zaolrirh

“I can get the Dragoon up and running. If we need to, we can use security tapes and logs to try to look for evidence of any mind control. Odd behaviour from the crew, etc. The hard part is hotwiring a Pendragon class ship. As hard parts go, could be worse. I can do it.” Michael had the look of a mad scientist in his eye. He wanted to get back to his pet project. If he succeeded, possibly his greatest ever achievement.

-Lt Michael Gould, CE

“The ship’s log indicated that the Dragoon’s people never got a chance to raise their shields,” Jason added. “While Gould and his people are getting the Dragoon up and running we can analyze the frequency of that microwave emitter in order to come up with the most effective shield frequency to counter it. We don’t want to get the Dragoon powered up only have it start firing on the Olinski if our mind control theory checks out. Of course, since we’ll have to lower the shields if we want to use the Dragoon’s transporters it will make rescuing her crew a bit chancy.”

Jason Harn, XO

Xandra had frozen when she was asked about what happened in the fighter. The others had started talking and she’d let them. But as the idea of more people going down was made she shook her head. First it was barely a shiver, but then it was emphatic. At a momentary pause, she spoke up. Her voice was raised because she’d thought she’d have to speak over them. But because of silence, her first couple words were fairly shouted before she caught herself. “No! You can’t!”

Biting her lip, she took a breath. “I mean, we should find a way that doesn’t involve ‘more’ folks going to the surface. We can set a couple shuttles like hoping pads between here and the planet. Beam up survivors a few at a time and leap frog them to the Olinski.” She wasn’t aware that her hands were white knuckled, wringing themselves against one another as she spoke. “It takes control. There’s a hum. Like vibration more than sound. But it grows till you cover your ears. But it doesn’t stop. Then… Nothing. You can’t feel… Can’t move,” her hands reflexively stopped their panicked twisting. “You can see, but you can’t speak. You can hear and feel yourself screaming in your head. But nothing comes out.”

She glanced around the table as she spoke. “It takes over. Controls you.” She shook herself mentally and physically. The shudder helped clear her head. “Sir, we can’t risk to many essential personnel. Ric and his squad are down there now. Let me take a shuttle and help. I know how it feels, now. I will know if I have to pull back. I can stay as the first ‘pad’ and beam up folks from the surface. Another shuttle between me and the Olinski should be sufficient. And they’d be out of range.”

There… She’d asked. No one else needed to risk themselves. This is what pilots did… They saved people.

Lt Xandra Primage
Green squad leader
“Little Sehlat”

“Lt. We cannot beam people aboard the Olinski and not know what has happened to them. Nor can we give them back the Dragoon. We simply have to see whats happening down there before we act. I agree on the smaller team. Lets get as much info as possible from a small tactical team. Science needs to figure out how to prevent the Olinski from being a target by blocking out these waves and medical needs to give answers on how we can apply that to people going down and those already under control. Any changes we make to shields has to carry over to the Dragoon where Gould will get it ready to take on its crew again and help out if necessary. Toro is a must on the team. Number One any other suggestions?” The Captain asked at last.

Parker CO

Before Harn could answer, a comm came in from CIC. =^=Captain Parker, this is Ens. Bell in CIC, we have confirmation from Cmdr O’Shea that he is returning to the Olinski with a child he retrieved from the surface. She is the 12 year old daughter of a Lt. Paul Reiser and Ens.Judith Reiser, an engineer and stellar cartographer, respectively of the Dragoon’s crew. He also reports that the microwave emitters that were holding the Dragoon have been destroyed by Green Squad. He has also ordered the rest of the fighter squads to run surveillance on the surface from a high altitude orbit. Lt. Kaev and Lt. Ursachenko will be coordinating the flight crews in orbit, sir.=^=

NE Bell (comm officer) a.k.a Ricochet