Posted by Commander Jason Harn (Executive Officer) in Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim

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

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Srothell Ch’zaolrirh (Chief Security Officer) in Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim
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SNIP

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

Ch’zaolrirh’s antennae perked up, “I know she is just a child, but we should have a member of security assigned to Ms. Reiser in case she has been compromised.”

COS Ch’zaolrirh

“Good idea and a counselor from your staff or yourself.” Sid replied to the CoS and then to the CNS.

=^=Clear Ens. Bell. Security and Counseling staff will meet him with the child. =^=

Sid awaited his XO for any input to include the make up of the Away Team.

Parker CO

Jason cleared his throat, but after that he was all business. “It’s painfully clear we’re going to have to send some one down to find and recover the Dragoon’s crew. Commander O’Shea and his pilots are already on site, but Ric’s people are pilots, and don’t necessarily have the landing party experience that those of us around this table do. I’m asking for volunteers, because the risk is real, not only for life and limb but also for your free will. For anyone who doesn’t volunteer, don’t worry, there is plenty to do right here aboard the Olinski that’s just as important.”

He glanced across the table at the science officer and hoped he remembered which Bajoran name was the surname, the first or last name. “Mister Balfor, we need your scientific expertise down on the planet, but if you think that your time could be better spent staying up here and devising a defense against that mind control weapon, go to it.”

The first officer then addressed the chief engineer. “Mister Gould, I’ll bet we will be encountering alien technology down there and will need your experience. There’s nothing wrong with the Dragoon to prevent a skeleton crew from getting that ship powered up enough to escape the range of that microwave weapon. But if you’ve got a better idea or a project that could help us in the current crisis, feel free to share it.”

Jason then addressed the counselor. “Trevor, if my hunch is correct we’re going to be dealing with a lot of people who may or may not be under the influence of some sort of mental domination. The idea of beaming down without you seems ludicrous. But at the same time we’ve twelve year old child who has lost her parents and needs your help. If you can find out whether or not she was affected by whatever happened to the Dragoon’s crew that would be a lifesaver because it would help us form a defense. Whether or not your time could be better spent planetside or aboard the Olinski is your call.”

“I think I’d be more useful up here talking with the child, for now.” The Counselor responded, turning his attention to the XO. “I’ve had my fair share of fights....” Trevor added, slightly feeling the scar above his right eyebrow. The Counselor might be able to get some important information from the child, that could be used to better help the landing party.

CNS

Next, Jason addressed the Olinski’s Security/Tactical experts. “Mirri, Thell, I don’t need to tell you that we’re going to need your knowledge of small unit tactics down there. Not only do we need to contend with any threat the kidnappers may pose, but we may also have to deal with resistance from the very people we’re trying to rescue. Still, I think that one of you should remain here and work on the shield modulations to keep the Olinski under our control and come up with some way to restrain and process the Dragoon’s crew when we find them.”

And finally he turned to Xandra. “Lieutenant Primage, whether or not you’re fit to return to duty depends on whether or not Counselor Michaels thinks your ready to fly. If you believe that you have some insight that could help us on the planet’s surface, now’s the time to tell us.”

Jason then looked at the captain. “I guess the only question left is do we put Ric back in the air or should we let him lead the away team?”

OOC: In short my fellow players, who wants to beam down?

Jason Harn, XO, apparently putting a lot more thought into this than is necessary