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Lt Jg Chloe: ::err, in Sickbay::

Cdr Sullivan: <<And..... thery're off....>>

Lt Jg Chloe: ::having sat in her office in Sickbay, doing an all nighter trying to catch up with her 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::talking with Captain Jao in the RR::

Lt Jg Chloe: reports and other such work::

Lt jg Tiran: ::in his quarters, dressing for duty::

Belle9898: ::still in bed sleeping peacfully for once::

Lt Jg Chloe: << Having DONE an all nighter.. sorry. Out of it. ;P>>

Doctor Caine: :::in office, in Sickbay:::

Boreth: ::sitting in his engineering chair monitoring over systems::

Lt Jg Chloe: ::yawns slighty, rubs at her tired eyes and stands, stretching:: Mmmmmm...

Lt Jg Chloe: ::body cracks::

Cdr Sullivan: :::sits on the bridge, calmly holding down the fort::::

Belle9898: ::curled up with her photo of her parents beside her::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::nods once in conclusion to Jao, then steps out onto the bridge with him in tow::

Lt jg Tiran: ::finishes dressing, goes over to the table and picks up the jar of Betazad sand::

CWO FitzGerald: ::Makes her way into the Medbay, powers up a research console::

Lt Jg Chloe: ::walks over to her small rep:: Coffee, hot.. with a smidgen of Irish cream..

Cdr Sullivan: :::stands as the pair of Cappy's enter the room:::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Sullivan, we're going to Earth.

CWO FitzGerald: ::Looks over a prototype timeline for reintroduction of the Aberfoyle civilization::

Cdr Sullivan: Earth, sir?

Cdr Sullivan: :::quirks a brow:::

Lt jg Tiran: ::checks his clock and sees Belle's shift should be starting soon, and exits his 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: That is where the majority of the procedures are going to be completed.

Lt jg Tiran: quarters, jar in hand::

Doctor Caine: :::steps out of his office:::  Chloe, FitzGerald, we need to 

Doctor Caine: meet as soon as is convenient for both of you.

Lt Jg Chloe: ::takes the coffee and glances up hearing Caine speak from her little office::

Cdr Sullivan: :::nods and looks at the helm officer:::

Lt jg Tiran: ::walks into the TL:: Deck 7

Boreth: ::in his engineering chair monitoring systems::

Lt Jg Chloe: ::takes a long, long sip, hoping it will replenish her a bit and sets it down::

Lt Jg Chloe: ::stepping out into the Main Sickbay, smoothing her hair back:: I'm ready to 

Cdr Sullivan: :::orders the helmsperson on duty to set course to Earth:::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Get a tractor beam on the Aberfoyle cruiser.

Lt Jg Chloe: meet whenever you two are.. 

CWO FitzGerald: ::Nods, walking over to the Doc::  Yessir?

Lt jg Tiran: ::watches the doors open and exits onto the deck::

Lt jg Tiran: ::makes his way to Belle's quarters, trying to figure out how to give her the jar::

Cdr Sullivan: *Engineering*  Sullivan to Engineering.

Doctor Caine: I wanted your thoughts on this whole cloning project, and 

Doctor Caine: I'd like some idea of how big a part each of you want in it.

Lt Jg Chloe: ::thinks to herself "I only want to sleep":: How big of a part should we have?

Lt jg Tiran: ::walks up to her door and rings the bell::

Belle9898: ::mummers in her sleep about coming in::

CWO FitzGerald: Sir, to tell you the truth, I believe that it's our duty.  For the first time, the Universe 

Lt jg Tiran: ::hears no movement in her quarters and enters the access code and walks into her quarters::

Lt jg Tiran: <<I think Boreth might be booted again Sullivan>>

CWO FitzGerald: has the ability to bring a race back from the brink...  

Lt jg Tiran: ::does not see Belle and becomes concerned, sets the jar down on the table and runs into her

Lt jg Tiran: bedroom::

Cdr Sullivan: <<:::sighs:::: Gotta do everything myself around here....>>

Cdr Sullivan: <<:D>>

Lt Jg Chloe: ::hrms:: What about the Prime Directive? Who are we to go against the natural selection of

Lt jg Tiran: ::finds Belle still sleeping and walks to her side, not wanting to wake her::

Belle9898: ::sighs in her sleep::

Cdr Sullivan: :::orders the onduty engineering slave to engage a tractor 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::turns to Jao::  You have been shown quarters, da?

Cdr Sullivan: beam to the cruiser::::

Lt Jg Chloe: the Universe? ::slips into her office and grabs her coffee, drinking it::

Lt jg Tiran: ::gently shakes her:: Belle? Belle, you getting up?

CWO FitzGerald: I believe in a supreme power, and I don't think that he'd give us this chance if He didn't 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::nods::  Yes, but I would like to go to sickbay to oversee what is going on.

CWO FitzGerald: want us to take it...

Doctor Caine: The Prime Directive only forbids our interferance with 

Doctor Caine: races less advanced than ours...

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Go ahead. ::smiles to Jao:

Belle9898: ::mummers and begins to wake up slowly realizing someone is in her bedroom::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::walks into the TL:: Sickbay.

Lt jg Tiran: ::smiles to Belle, noticing she is awakening::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Do we have ze tractor beam up yet?

Lt Jg Chloe: ::sips her coffee:: The Prime Directive always seems to be convenient for everything..

Lt Jg Chloe: ...in any instance.. ::leans against a console::

Cdr Sullivan: :::watches the Jao leave the bridge:::

Cdr Sullivan: :::checks her status reports:::

Belle9898: ::opens her eyes and sees Ral and smiles:: What are you doing here::murmurs sleepily::

Cdr Sullivan: Engineering reports tractor beam engaged and functioning.

Lt jg Tiran: ::still smiling, almost grinning:: It's 0800, you've just made us late again, 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Set course for Earth, varp five.

Belle9898: ::smiles then closes her eyes.. let what he said register and then groaned:: Not again..

Cdr Sullivan: :::helms person sets the warp level, having already 

Cdr Sullivan: punched the course in::::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Engage.

Lt Jg Chloe: ::is tired and a bit cranky, don't mind Chloe:: 

Lt jg Tiran: I was seeking to escort you to duty Lieutenant ::bowing deeply::

Belle9898: ::sits up and crawls out of bed:: Good thing I took a shower last night

Lt Jg Chloe: ::sips her coffee and eyes Caine and the new person she don't know at all::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::arrives in sickbay::

CWO FitzGerald: ::Thinks for a moment, leaning against the bulkhead, chuckles at a private joke::

Doctor Caine: :::suddenly realizes:::

Belle9898: ::smiles and looks at him squarely..:: Knock it off.. <g>

Cdr Sullivan: :::helmsperson engages and looks at her chronometer with 

Cdr Sullivan: a frown:::

Doctor Caine: Chloe, this is FitzGerald, the new doctor on the team.

Belle9898: ::heads to the bathroom and grabs her uniform on the way.:: Be right back

CWO FitzGerald: ::Offers her hand to the senior Doctor::  Nice to mmet you, ma'am.

CWO FitzGerald: meet*

Lt Jg Chloe: ::nods, grasping the hand and shaking it:: Nice to meet ye, too.. though just call me Chloe.

Lt jg Tiran: Hurry up, you may be able to get off being late now but I can't...

Lt Jg Chloe: I'm not old enough to be called ma'am.. ::smiles, her Irish accent thick::

Belle9898: ::nods and heads into the bathroom::

CWO FitzGerald: ::Nods in return::  I was just thinking, how much easier it was back home, cutting blisters 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::looks around sickbay for someone::

CWO FitzGerald: and the such...

Lt Jg Chloe: ::thinking it's been a while since she was home:: 

Belle9898: ::quickly changes out of her yellow nightgown and into her uniform.. and grabs a hair tie on

Belle9898: her way out::

Doctor Caine: :::turns:::  Captain, welcome.

Lt Jg Chloe: ::glances at the person who just walked in::

CWO FitzGerald: ::Sees Jao, nods::  Evening, Captain...

Belle9898: ::slips into her shoes and turns to him:: Let's go :-)

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::nods: Doctor... Caine?  Correct?

Doctor Caine: Yes.  Come in  :::smiles:::  We were just about to talk 

Lt jg Tiran: ::walks out of her bedroom, hoping Belle notices the jar on the table::

Doctor Caine: about you...

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::follows Caine::

Belle9898: ::follows him and scans the room looking for Sabastian:: Have you seen Sabastian?

Cdr Sullivan: :::sits in her seat and crosses her legs gracefully in front of 

Cdr Sullivan: her:::

Lt Jg Chloe: ::smiles to Jao::

Belle9898: ::finds his cat food and fills the dish and sets it on the floor:: 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::sits down in his chair beside Sullivan::

Lt jg Tiran: ::frowns:: Sebastian? No, I didn't see the cat when I came in

Belle9898: ::glances to the table and spies the jar on the table:: Where did this come from?

Lt jg Tiran: ::trying to hide a smile:: A jar, maybe you have a secret admirer....

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::nods all around to the doctors::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao>  About me?

Cdr Sullivan: :::looks at the Captain, giving him a once over, convinces 

Cdr Sullivan: herself that all is well, and gives a little grunt:::

Belle9898: ::picks up the jar, noticing the sand and looks to Ral:: 

Doctor Caine: :::to Jao:::  May I introduce Doctors Chloe and FitzGerald.

Lt jg Tiran: It's authentic Betazad sand, from a beach by my childhood home

Lt Jg Chloe: ::nods and smiles:: Nice to meet you, Captain. 

Belle9898: ::walks over to him and places a kiss on his cheek:: Thank you very much Ral.. ::smiles::

Lt jg Tiran: I thought you might like it ::smiles::

CWO FitzGerald: ::Nods to the Captain::  I believe we met during the last discussion, nice to see you again,

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao>  A pleasure, ladies. ::bows::

CWO FitzGerald: Captain...

Belle9898: My dad gave me a jar just like it.. ::places the jar next to the photo of her dad::

Doctor Caine: ::::continues:::  Yes -- while we may or may not be able to 

Doctor Caine: save your life outright, it is our hope that we can at least 

Doctor Caine: prolong it.

Lt jg Tiran: I feared it might bring back bad memoires...

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> Well, I am receptive to whatever you might want to try.

Belle9898: ::shakes her head:: Noo.. only good ones.. with more to come attached to it

Doctor Caine: The new generation of your race will be like children.  

Doctor Caine: They will need a teacher.

Lt Jg Chloe: ::finishes her coffee in one huge gulp and tosses it in the recycler::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::nods soberly, trying to weigh that responsibility::

Lt Jg Chloe: ::clearing her throat and hoping it will give her a little.. pep::

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Lt jg Tiran: ::still smiling:: I'm glad you like it

Belle9898: ::glances to the chronometer:: Oh my gosh we are going to be soo late

Belle9898: ::glances to him and smiles:: I love it.. thank you again!  ::hugs him::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::glances at Sullivan, concious of having been examined::

Lt jg Tiran: ::hugs her back and then grabs her hand, almost pulling her out of her quarters:: We need to

Lt jg Tiran: get going...

Belle9898: ::chuckles:: We are always rushing.. 

Belle9898: and late!

CWO FitzGerald: ::Looks about the medbay, still getting oriented with the layout, all the equipment::

Lt jg Tiran: ::looks to Belle and grins:: This time it was your fault, not mine....

Belle9898: ::grins:: It's always my fault!

Doctor Caine: I'm not sure what the treatment will involve.  I imagine it 

Doctor Caine: will be a variety of treatments that will be best.

Lt jg Tiran: No, I think the first time was my fault

Belle9898: ::enter the TL:: Bridge...

Lt jg Tiran: ::enters the TL with Belle:: Bridge

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::nods::  If you wish to try...

Lt Jg Chloe: ::quietly listening, and thinking about a myriad of things as well::

Cdr Sullivan: :::buries herself in reports to avoid the Cap's glance:::

Belle9898: ::laughs:: strange!

Lt Jg Chloe: ::her blue-green eyes wide, though a little tired::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::shrugs and stares at the screen::

Belle9898: ::turns to him:: Hey we never did have that dinner you promised

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::his eyes narrow::

Cdr Sullivan: :::helmsperson stifles a yawn:::

Lt jg Tiran: ::looks into Belle's eyes:: We'll have to do that soon then...

Cpt AC Zuriyev: XO... ::points to the viewscreen, to a distortion::

Belle9898: ::nods:: goes to give him a kiss and the TL door suddenly hiss open::

Doctor Caine: And what do you wish, Captain Jao?

Belle9898: ::tries to walk and not run out of the TL::

Cdr Sullivan: :::looks up and her brows come together in a frown:::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao>  I wish to live, of couse.

Cpt AC Zuriyev: >>Course.<<

Lt jg Tiran: ::smiles to himself as Belle rushes out of the TL and follows her out, going to the 

Lt jg Tiran: engineering console::

Belle9898: ::goes and relieves the helmperson::

Cdr Sullivan: helmsperson> :::grumbles and leaves:::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: What do you make of zat?

Belle9898: ::whispers a sorry to them as they leave::

Lt jg Tiran: ::sits and decides to work on the Bridge, expecting Main Enigneering to be lonely::

Doctor Caine: All right, Captain -- I just wanted to be sure.  Our best 

Doctor Caine: efforts will be for naught if you do not help us to help you.

Lt Jg Chloe: ::smiles at the statement, looking at the Captain::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao>  If my people will need me, I wish to be there.

Belle9898: ::slips into her seat quickly tieing her hair back and start onthe reports::

Cdr Sullivan: :::pulls up the sensor arrays at her chairside console::::

Doctor Caine: I think it will be imperative.  We can educate your 

Doctor Caine: people...but we are not your people.

Cdr Sullivan: I wold hazard to guess we have a visitor.

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Mr. Carver, what is our proximity to ze Romulan Neutral Zone?

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Yellow alert!

Belle9898: ::puts the Yellow alert on and tries to gauge the distance::

Lt jg Tiran: ::enters his authorization code and begins reading through the recent reports on systems 

Lt jg Tiran: status::

CWO FitzGerald: ::Her mind slips back to thoughts of Earth, a planet she knows so much about, but has never 

CWO FitzGerald: seen::

Lt jg Tiran: ::jumps slightly from his seat at the yellow alert::

Belle9898: We are about one sector away sir

CWO FitzGerald: ::Startled out of her daze by the sounding of Yellow Alert, she looks to the Doc::  Sir, 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Open hailing frequencies... broadcast across ze spectrum.

CWO FitzGerald: do you want me in here, or up on the bridge?

Lt Jg Chloe: ::glances up at the yellow alert, murmurs to herself::

Lt jg Tiran: ::turns his seat slightly so he can get a better view of what is going on::

Belle9898: ::opens them up:: Hailing frequencies are up sir

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::looks up:: Are we being attacked?

Cdr Sullivan: :::stands and crosses back to the TAC station:::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::on the hail::  To ze cloaked vessel... you are in 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: violation of Federation space, please leave 

Cpt AC Zuriyev: immediately.

Doctor Caine: Go to the bridge, Fitz -- just in case...

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ACTION> In response, a Romulan Warbird decloaks and fires a plasma torpedo.

CWO FitzGerald: ::Nods::  Aye aye, sir.  ::Turns about, heading to the TL::

Cdr Sullivan: <<Fitz..... heh.... that was one of my nicknames in 

Cdr Sullivan: college.>>

Belle9898: ::sees the torpedo and tries to out manuver it ::

Cdr Sullivan: ::::holds onto the the console::: Evasives, Carter.

Lt Jg Chloe: ::watches the new person leave, walking to prepare the biobeds for any incoming::

Doctor Caine: :::helps Jao onto a biobed, activates passive restraints:::   

Doctor Caine: you'll be safe here.

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Red Alert!  Evasives!

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ACTION>  The torpedo hits, the shields taking a slap.

Belle9898: Gotchya sir... ::continues with trying to miss it::

Lt jg Tiran: ::begins to shift energy from systems to shields and weapons::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Return fire, XO!

CWO FitzGerald: ::In the TL, ordering the TL to Deck 1::

Belle9898: ::grips her console:: (m) man thought I missed it..

Cdr Sullivan: :::lays a pattern of phaser fire, punctuated by a torp at the 

Cdr Sullivan: targeted areas:::

Lt Jg Chloe: ::blinks as Caine leaves, and looks to Jao::

CWO FitzGerald: ::Steps out of the lift and into the bridge, stepping to the side::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: RW> ::comes around and fires, this time at the Aberfoyle ship:::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> ::frowns at the torpedo impact::

Belle9898: Sir they are targeting the Aberfoyle ship

Doctor Caine: :::looks down at Jao:::  Is there anything irreplaceable on 

Doctor Caine: your ship?

Lt jg Tiran: ::sees the Warbird go for the Aberfoyle vessel and tries to strengthen the tractor beam::

Lt Jg Chloe: ::stumbles to the impact, grabbing onto a bed:: Urgh! ::straightens herself up::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao>  The last significant cultural items...

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Extend our shields around zat ship.

Lt Jg Chloe: <<AFK FAM>>

Lt jg Tiran: ::tries to put more power to shields, hoping they can cover both ships::

Doctor Caine: Where are they kept on your ship?

Cpt AC Zuriyev: XO, fire ze quantum torpedos... 

CWO FitzGerald: ::Clutches a handrail, watching the bridge crew::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> There is a vault in the crew quarters area.

Cdr Sullivan: :::continuing to adjust her patterns to the movements of the 

Cdr Sullivan: ship:::

Belle9898: ::grips her console hoiping to stay upright and not land on the floor::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ACTION>  The shields around the Aberfoyle ship hold, barely.

Lt Jg Chloe: <<Back>>

Lt Jg Chloe: ::holding on in Sickbay::

Cdr Sullivan: :::nods and sets the targetting sensors on the torps:::

Lt jg Tiran: Captain, the shields around the Aberfoyle vessel are holding but I don't know for how much 

Lt jg Tiran: longer

Doctor Caine: Tell me how to enter the vault, Captain.

Cdr Sullivan: :::launches torps::::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao>  It is too dangerous.

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ACTION> ::hit by the QTs, the Romulan Warbird retreats, deciding not to die this day::

Belle9898: ::turns to the Cappy:: They are leaving sir

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::sighs with relief:: Good.

Lt jg Tiran: ::lets out a soft sigh of relief at Belle's news and smiles to her::

Belle9898: ::glances to Ral and smiles back to him before turning in her seat and back to the reports::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Good shooting, XO, and good flying, Carver.

Belle9898: ::looks to the captain:: Thank you sir..

Lt jg Tiran: ::noticing reports coming in over damaged components and systems and begins to read them

Cdr Sullivan: :::gets control of herself before she yells that they should 

Cdr Sullivan: pursue and finish the little game they started:::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Make sure zat tractor beam is secure.

Belle9898: ::picks up the rest of the reports and begins to finish them::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: I know what you're thinking, XO. ::smiles at her::

Lt jg Tiran: ::smiles, realizing nothing major is damaged and should take little time to repair 

Lt jg Tiran: what is damaged::

Cdr Sullivan: :::straightens her tunic and the fire of bloodlust slowly 

Cdr Sullivan: fades from her grey eyes:::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: We hev to ensure zat ze Aberfpy;e Cruiser remains undamaged.

CWO FitzGerald: ::Calming, looking around the bridge, allowing her mind to go back to the thoughts of

Doctor Caine: <<hands Sullivan some Visine>>

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> It would seem that the attack is over.

Lt jg Tiran: ::orders several damage control teams to repair damaged systems::

CWO FitzGerald: Earth.  Where to go, what to see, how much to spend...::

Cdr Sullivan: :::looks at Zuri with her normal unflappable calm and 

Belle9898: Tractor beam holding steady sir..

Cdr Sullivan: nods:::  Understood, sir.

Doctor Caine: Yes, Captain, we'll be fine.

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Resume course and speed to Earth.

Cdr Sullivan: <<Charge it!!>>

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Jao> I hope my ship is all right.

Belle9898: Aye sir. ::resumes the course heading to Earth and enters the speed in::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: Cancel red alert.

Belle9898: ::cancels the red alert::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::sits down in his chair and composes a report of the incident::

Belle9898: :looks sheeishly:: Sorry i had forgooten about that..

Belle9898: ::mutters to herself::

Cpt AC Zuriyev: ::nods to Belle:: 

CWO FitzGerald: ::Her eyes are locked on the viewscreen, trying to pry a glimpse of the blue globe::

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