You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
Lt Allen Zinthys has entered the room.
Lt Allen Zinthys: 'sup, Phil
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Greetings.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: How is Lt. Allen Zinthys this evening?
Lt Allen Zinthys: Allen is just fine.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Glad to hear it. (^_^)
Lt Allen Zinthys: The Admiral is not early.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: No, he is not.
EnsDracolich has left the room.
Lt Allen Zinthys: He usually is.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Yes.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I wonder what he's up to?
EnsDracolich has entered the room.
Nuo Jtar has entered the room.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Yo J'tar
Nuo Jtar: Silence, puny human. Tonight the Romulans become your new masters. :)
Lt Allen Zinthys: They gotta get through me and my ship first.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Zinthys, I'll lay you 3:1 odds that somebody in the crew kills J'tar before the plot ends.
Lt Allen Zinthys: I'll lay you 1:2 that it'll be me.
Nuo Jtar: You can't kill me. I'm highly significant in the upcoming plot.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Yeah, you're "obvious Romulan traitor." ^_~
Lt Allen Zinthys: Doesn't matter. Wait until Zuri has no need of your NPC any longer. Then I can kill you. :-)
Nuo Jtar: Heh. Get used to me... I'm gonna be around for a long, looooooong time ;)
Lt Allen Zinthys: Son of a......
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I think J'tar is really Jason anyway.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: They always sign on within a few minutes of each other...
Nuo Jtar: Heh.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Plus he's getting it on with Tempest.
Lt Allen Zinthys: All at the same time... Damn...
Lt JG Axelalexa has entered the room.
Nuo Jtar: I refuse to discuss this.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Greetings, Axe!
Lt Allen Zinthys: Uh-oh... That's always an admission of guilt, isn't it?
Nuo Jtar: Not necessarily. ;)
Chloe Tiernee has entered the room.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Hey Chloe!
Chloe Tiernee: Hey.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Chloe, Chloe, Chloe
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Chloe, let me tell you a secret: J'TAR IS REALLY JASON BELCHER!! ^_^
Chloe Tiernee: Allen, Allen, Allen. :P
RAdm AC Zuriyev has entered the room.
Chloe Tiernee: ::gasp::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: We have you figured out, you scallywag.
Chloe Tiernee: I thought it was Greg Burper. :P
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::wishes he had eyelids so he can blink::
Nuo Jtar: I deny everything.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Just like a good Rommie politician
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I think that was an old X-Files CCG card: "Deny Everything".
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Yup. Ron had one.
Chloe Tiernee: Warning: I will be slow as I am downloading illegal MP3's from Napster. ;)
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <gasp!>
Lt JG Axelalexa: I didn't know napster was still working.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I'll be slow too, since I'm currently downloading one-legged Lithuanian lesbian skydiving snuff porn.
Chloe Tiernee: It's certainly working for me. Well, except that it likes to transfer error when it's 85% done half the time. :P
Chloe Tiernee: Off topic question. Anyone know where I can find the story of Persephone of Greek mythology online?
Dr Phil Shaeffer: AFK a second- time to empty waste fluid reserve.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Search Engine.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I think there's a www.mythology.com.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I think.
Chloe Tiernee: Hmm. I shall try both a search engine and that link. :) Thankees.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I think that's where I found the story of Hymen when I was studying The Tempest.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Huh huh huh... you said hymen.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Greek God of marriage. Carried a torch.
Chloe Tiernee: ::snicker::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Why am I not surprised..
Nuo Jtar: Yeah, really.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks at J'tar with an evil grin on his face:: So can I kill you now?
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Uhhhh... so like, are there any sluts here? Sluts are cool. Huh huh, huh huh huh...
Nuo Jtar: I AM UNKILLABLE!!
Lt Allen Zinthys: Great. An immortal Romulan. Just what we didn't need.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: That's what the floating trippy baby-head thing at the end of Half-Life said. Right before I shot a rocket into his brain.
Chloe Tiernee: Go grease lightning! ::blink:: Sorry..::drools over John Travolta::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: You mean John Revolting? ^_^
Chloe Tiernee: ::thwap::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: OW!
Chloe Tiernee: Blasphemy!
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I despise the musical Grease.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: That's because you're Communist.
Chloe Tiernee: ::doublethwap::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I despise a lot of things.
Lt Allen Zinthys: LOL
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <does that Alucard thing and deflect's Chloe's thwaps>
Chloe Tiernee: I made my musical debut in community theater in Grease.. you snotball. :P Okay, so I was only in chorus.. but that's okay!
Lt JG Axelalexa: I'm not a communist, I'm a socialist, and I wasn't a big Grease fan. Admittedly, I wouldn't go as far as to say I despised it...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: You see folks, Comrade Lenin says Grease is an evil western vice.
Chloe Tiernee: ::doesn't mind being a nameless face::<g>
Lt Allen Zinthys: LOL
Dr Phil Shaeffer: YOMANK, Jason.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Eh?
Lt JG Axelalexa: Maybe the more communist you are, the more you despise Grease.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: You Owe Me A New Keyboard. For stealing my line. ^_^
RAdm AC Zuriyev: :-p
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Didn't you used to be a big BBSer?
Lt JG Axelalexa: Which would make avid Grease fans staunch Buchanan fans.
Chloe Tiernee: Who?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::looks at Axe really weird:: There are such things?
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Ack... liking Grease requires a certain mental instability, but liking Pat Buchanan requires acute schizophrenia coupled with stupidity.
Lt JG Axelalexa: Or something like that.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I don't think that follows, Axe.
Lt JG Axelalexa: Well, if the more communist you are, the more you despise Grease...
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I like his rants about "secular humanism" becoming the "official State religion."
Chloe Tiernee: ::blink:: I'm mentally unstable?
Lt JG Axelalexa: People who are quite pro-Grease would be quite anti-communism.
Chloe Tiernee: I don't need to like Grease to prove that.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: If you like Grease, yes, but only a little unstable.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Yes, dear. If you weren't, you wouldn't be here.
Lt JG Axelalexa: Like that Mcarthy guy.
Chloe Tiernee: Dude.. I'm not pro-anything..I like musicals.. maybe I'm just a gay man in a woman's body. :P
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Liking Grease is like being into B&D. Liking Pat Buchanan is like being a serial murderer who keeps the lower intestine of each victim. BIG difference. ^_^
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Hey, I like musicals!
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I like musicals too!
Dr Phil Shaeffer: And I'm not gay, no matter what my boyfriend says!
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Er... wait... that didn't sound right...
Chloe Tiernee: And I love John Travolta in tight pants..sue me.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Dude, that line is so old
Chloe Tiernee: ::snickers!::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: So, wanna get this show on the road?
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Where's the Counselor?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Tapping of foot::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I assimilated her.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I needed to talk to her about my recurring urge to swat the head of the Science Department.
Lt Allen Zinthys: I won't touch that one with a ten-foot pole ::Covers mouth::
Lt JG Axelalexa: That sounds sort of kinky.
Agent DanteSmith has entered the room.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: All right...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Dante! Just in time!
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Looks at Phil:: Don't make me use my mammal spray.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Attention on deck!
Agent DanteSmith: hoohaa
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::AA::
Agent DanteSmith: ::@A::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::@a::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::AA::
Nuo Jtar: ::AA::
Chloe Tiernee: ::stares at deck::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: The story so far...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: We are at the area where the Romulan manufacturing facility formerly stood.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Science and Medical have found evidence of Cardassians that were aboard the attacking ship, the USS Lockheed.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: The Lockheed was supposed to be in a decommission yard, but had apparently been gone for quite a while.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Also, there may be evidence pointing to a suicidal disease aboard the ship, causing the crew to fly with their warp core on overload.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Questions?
Dr Phil Shaeffer: How do I get the Babel Fish out of the water dispenser?
Agent DanteSmith: ::raises hand::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Dante?
Agent DanteSmith: are we supposed to be on the look out for the USS Shadowcat too?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::thwaps Shaeffer::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<blocks, counterthwaps>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: The what?
Agent DanteSmith: nm
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Your fighting style smells of gorgonzola! I go now to fight She-Bot Scantily-X!
Agent DanteSmith: roflol
Agent DanteSmith: my feet hurt...
Lt JG Axelalexa: ...with justice!
Agent DanteSmith: with vengence!!!
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I'm very naughty today.
Lt JG Axelalexa: Err, that's right.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Any sane questions?
Dr Phil Shaeffer: No, it's "with destiny."
Agent DanteSmith: dang it...
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Raises hand, then puts it back down::
Lt JG Axelalexa: Hobbits is good eatin'
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Thought not.
Agent DanteSmith: ::wonders if he should ask who owns his bases::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: All your base are belong to me.
Nuo Jtar: So says Bert the Troll, anyway.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM
Agent DanteSmith: roflol
RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM
Nuo Jtar: "What's a burrahobbit?"
Agent DanteSmith: <<not Bert...Skull the troll>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::At Tactical, sick of sifting through rubble::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::in science, agonizing about the possibility of a chemical or biological agent that could make a whole crew suicidally insane::
Agent DanteSmith: ::at desk...still oblivious to Rommie related mission::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Jtar+ Mr. Jtar, please come to the bridge.
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<::wishing he could remember what he was doing last sim::>>
Chloe Tiernee: ::in Sickbay, about to contact the Captain about her findings..::
Nuo Jtar: ::hears page, departs for bridge after highly signifcant and as-yet-undisclosed conversation with Tempest::
Nuo Jtar: +Zuri+ On my way, Admiral.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Lets engineering head the search for anything possbily relevant in a junkpile::
Chloe Tiernee: +Zuriyev+ Captain, I have some interesting findings based on some hunches I had about the Cardassian organic material found. Shall I just send a report..?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Tiernee+ Please do, doctor.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::hesitant:: Er... Axelalexa... the biology of your species is markedly different from that of most known chordate mammal species, is it not?
Lt JG Axelalexa: Well, yes.
Chloe Tiernee: +Zuriyev+ You'll have it in 5 minutes, sir.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: So there's a good chance that whatever this is wouldn't affect you?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Tiernee+ Thank you, doctor.
Lt JG Axelalexa: About the only thing I have in common with you mammals is the fact that I'm also carbon based and sentient.
Lt JG Axelalexa: I hadn't thought about that.
Nuo Jtar: ::arrives at the bridge, approaches the Admiral:: You wished to see me, sir?
Chloe Tiernee: ::quickly gathering her data, grabbing a padd and placing all the pertinent data in the report::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: If I start acting insane... or violent... er... you know what to do, right?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: In my ready room, please.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::gestures to the appropriate door:
Nuo Jtar: Yes, sir. ::proceeds to ready room::
Lt JG Axelalexa: I'll stun you with the phaser and drag you to medical.
Nuo Jtar: ::once inside:: How may I serve you, Admiral?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::enters behind him::
Lt JG Axelalexa: Or put you in an observatory chamber.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Er... okay. Thanks.
Agent DanteSmith: <<eat 'im>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Watching the Romulan ships on his montior with a distrustful eye::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I just wanted to let you in on our latest findings. ::hands him a PADD with all of the crew's research thus far::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<I was afraid he'd say "Certainly, I'll just shove you out the airlock and blast you with the ship's phasers.">>
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<Naw... he's doesn't look like good eatin'>>
Nuo Jtar: ::scans the PADD::
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<No, I like to keep my personnel alive so I can study them more>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::decides to head to his quarters to take a nap from all his hard paper work::
Nuo Jtar: Cardassians... interesting.
Chloe Tiernee: ::writes up the report: "There was something strange about the organic material that was later identified as Cardassian remains. Something just didn't sit right with me. As I studied it further and used my own instincts..I found traces of frost. It suggests to me that this material is old.. having evidence of being in deep freeze for some time. These Cardassians.
Nuo Jtar: I would have liked to HOPE that the Federation would not be behind this unprovoked attack on my people.
Agent DanteSmith: <<that's "he don't looook liiike no good eatin">>
Chloe Tiernee: have been dead a good long while. It's definitely suspicious. My data and findings are included in this report. - Dr. Chloe Tiernee."::
Chloe Tiernee: ::sends off the report to the Captain::
Nuo Jtar: May I present this to my superiors? They may not be as trusting as I regarding your findings, but they may buy us more time.
Chloe Tiernee: ::lets out a breath as the computer confirms the report as being sent::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::His hands hovering over the "battle ready" hot key::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::hears his terminal thweep:: A moment, Mr. Jtar.
Nuo Jtar: Certainly, sir.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::sits down and reads the report from Tiernee, frowns::
Chloe Tiernee: ::rubs her hands together, not sure why, but they feel clammy .. perhaps because there was a bit of a rush she felt in this breakthrough::
Lt JG Axelalexa: Of course, perhaps it'll affect me, just differently.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::turns the display so that Jtar can see::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Differently HOW?
Agent DanteSmith: ::arrives in his quarters and jumps on the bed::
Lt JG Axelalexa: I mean, there's no reason to believe something that drives you insane wouldn't just cause my entire nervous system to light up and kill me.
Nuo Jtar: Admiral... this is disheartening news... especially right after the previously hopeful development. What is your assessment of this data, if I may ask?
Agent DanteSmith: ::eyes accidentally look out window...see warbird...close for nap...........spring back open::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: That would be terrible... aren't you frightened?
Agent DanteSmith: Eeep!!!
Lt JG Axelalexa: Why?
Agent DanteSmith: ::jumps outta bed::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Because you might lose your sanity, or suddenly die without warning.
Chloe Tiernee: ::having done her part, paces a little in her office, with quite a bit of space energy.::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: That scares the living daylights out of me.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I am not sure what to make of it. Why someone would plant Cardassian bodies on a ship that was obviouly Federation in make... there's no reason to suspect their involvement.
Lt JG Axelalexa: That sort of fear would not help me prevent it from happening.
Nuo Jtar: Or, perhaps, this is a feint to make us think the Cardassians were involved.
Agent DanteSmith: ::slowly moves toward the door...wonders toward TL in a daze::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: There's no reason to even make that feint. No one would believe it.
Lt JG Axelalexa: Letting base emotions control you leads on the way to destruction.
Nuo Jtar: Is it possible that the Federation is perhaps using their enemies the Cardassians as scapegoats?
Agent DanteSmith: ::to TL controls:: b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-bridge p-p-p-please......
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I wish I had your self-discipline.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Da, that is possible. But I again not sure that anyone would believe it
Nuo Jtar: ::sarcastic:: I'm sure the Humans would weep bitter tears indeed if the Cardassians and Romulans destroyed each other.
Chloe Tiernee: ::goes about sickbay, cleaning up the specimens, carefully, in case she needs them again::
Chloe Tiernee: ::likes a tidy work space::
Agent DanteSmith: ::stumbles out on to bridge and to Tac consol:: dude...ship...green ship...big green ship...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Lips curl in disgust:: I know. I don't like it either.
Lt JG Axelalexa: It's something we learn in the creche and never forget.
Chloe Tiernee: ::stacks the padds in a neat pile, taking them to her office::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Indeed. However, this plant is so easy to see through... it is as if there is something deeper.
Agent DanteSmith: ::shakes his head::
Nuo Jtar: I've heard your planet is very hazardous to most life forms.
Nuo Jtar: Your soft life induces paranoia and hatred.
Lt Allen Zinthys: We're in their space. You think they'd trust us alone?
Agent DanteSmith: <<says the guy from the planet of isolationists>>
Nuo Jtar: I find it all to easy to believe that the Cardassian corpses WERE meant to be found.
Lt JG Axelalexa: If you wish, I could release pheremones which would put you into a calmer state... of course, they're usually used for putting my own people into a battle frenzy, but they wouldn't affect me very much.
Agent DanteSmith: we're where?
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Uh... no thanks. I'll pass on that.
Agent DanteSmith: man...this sux...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Of course they were meant to be found. But I also believe that the evidence they were frozen before hand was also meant to be found.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I think I'll be alright.
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::clicks::
Chloe Tiernee: ::sets the padds down, flopping in her chair with a sigh::
Chloe Tiernee: ::the quiet of Sickbay having an eerieness to it::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Leans over to show Dante how the Atlantis' weapons are more or less trained on the two ships:: It's covered.
Nuo Jtar: ::icy:: I will pass on the message that Cardassian remains were found among the wreckage. I desire peace so earnestly that I will neglect to mention their frozen state in my report.
Agent DanteSmith: ::whispers:: are we sure that's all that's out there? these guys are known for subterfuge...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: Give us time to study that further.
Nuo Jtar: Very well. ::suddenly become stiff and precise:: I would STRONGLY suggest that you keep me informed as to all developments, no matter how potentially damning. After all, the situation might be worsened if it appeared you were... concealing your findings.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Exhales forcefully:: No. We're not. But what're they gonna do? Throw their whole empire at us?
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Clamps hand over mouth::>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Were I intending to conceal findings, do you think I would have let you know about this?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::places his hand on the terminal:
Lt JG Axelalexa: Have you worked out if there is a pathogen in the air?
Nuo Jtar: I suppose it was fortunate that I was in your ready room when the message arrived, to spare you that decision, sir.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: None that I can detect...
Dr Phil Shaeffer: But... I find it hard to believe that the Lockheed's medical officer was stupid. If this were easy to spot, they would have spotted it.
Agent DanteSmith: ::smiles with a hint of concern:: sure hope not
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I'm worried that it might take a form that we don't anticipate.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I had no mandate to share the message with you. That was my decision alone.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: A sound, a particular wavelength of tau raditiation... who knows?
Lt Allen Zinthys: If so, we call for reinforcments. ::Grins:: THe advantage of an admiral being your CO
Nuo Jtar: ::still formal:: In that case, I thank your for your policy of openness.
Lt JG Axelalexa: No point in just brooding over it. Have you checked for these things? ::continues running a scan on various crystal specimens::
Agent DanteSmith: ::smiles:: true...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::inclines his head:: What is your instinct about this information, Mr.Jtar?
Lt Allen Zinthys: <w> After we've taken a few of them out first of course
Nuo Jtar: ::subtly threatening:: Still, you might do well to remember with whom you deal. We are not a soft people with a comfortable home planet. We live harsh lives. Forgiveness is not something that comes easily to us.
Nuo Jtar: My instinct? My instinct is to investigate further.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Stands:: You will find that I am not a soft person, either, Mr. Jtar, and do not respond well to threats.
Nuo Jtar: If this was the Federation, there will be conflict, maybe war... no sane being desires that.
Agent DanteSmith: (w) so what are we doing here anyway? I havn't been briefed on the mission
Nuo Jtar: Threats? I do not threaten, sir. I merely advise. I am here in a diplomatic advisory position, after all.
Chloe Tiernee: ::leans forward, grabs one of the padds, wondering why anyone would put frozen steaks of Cardassians on a ship like that::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes, and you would do well to stay within that capacity.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Investigating the destruction of a Romulan manufacturing facility.
Agent DanteSmith: what? why should we care... ::wonders if "his people" have anything to do with it::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: However, Mr. Jtar...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Because a Federation starship was found amid the wreckage. The USS Lockheed. It was decommed a few years ago.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Supposedly
Agent DanteSmith: aah...interesting ::thinks "the other team" must be involved::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I, too, desire peace. And will do what I must to prevent war among our peoples.
Chloe Tiernee: <<afk>>
Nuo Jtar: Do what you must? Does that include lying to inconvenient diplomats?
CounselorTempest has entered the room.
CounselorTempest: <<I'm sooo sorry everyone!!!>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Again, I have established my honesty.
Nuo Jtar: Of course, sir. ::attitude changes abruptly:: Along those lines, I sincerely hope that the Cardassian corpses do not turn out to be plants. You say the evidence of freezing was meant to be found. Who, and why
Nuo Jtar: Who, and why, would plant such artifacts?
Nuo Jtar: As your philosopher Marcus Aurelius would say: "Who benefits?"
Nuo Jtar: That is the question we must ask ourselves, sir.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: Wise words.
Chloe Tiernee: <<back>>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<Bajoran seperatists>>
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<Grease-loving Buchanan voters>>
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<::is still convinced the logic holds::>>
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<Crackhead mutant Madonna dancers from Dimension X>>
Chloe Tiernee: <<::thinks politics is a joke.. but anyway::>>
Chloe Tiernee: ::stares at the data::
Nuo Jtar: I would like to hear your evaluation of this, sir. You certainly know more of the Federation and its politics than I.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Chucks a teapot at Phil::>>
CounselorTempest: ::arrives at the door to the readyroom::
CounselorTempest: +Zuriyev+ Counselor Tempest here. Would you like me to join your meeting?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Nods to the counselor::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::raises his eyebrows::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<blocks, counterchucks. SLUGGY DREAM FIGHTER!!>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks at the counselor::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Tempest+ Come in.
Chloe Tiernee: ::exhales a long breath, leaning back and closing her blue-green eyes::
CounselorTempest: ::nods quickly to Zinthys and enters the ready room::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Catches it and thwaps him with it, prepared for his counterthwap::>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<nice move Z>>
Nuo Jtar: Welcome, Counselor. I am glad you are able to join us. We could use your reason in this... tense... situation.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::gestures for Tempest to read the display of the new information:::
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<mmm... Dimension X...>>
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<reaches his limit break>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Casts sadness on him::>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<Kang still around?>>
Chloe Tiernee: <<::shakes her head::>>
CounselorTempest: ::spares a smile for Jtar and sits, reading the informaiton on the monitor intensely::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<uses "Super Foot Fist Furious Funkadelic">>
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<::summons carbunkle::>>
Nuo Jtar: Admiral, may I be blunt?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Please. ::nods::
CounselorTempest: ::looks up at Jtar::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<LOL... "May I be truthful with you today?" --Tuvok>>
Nuo Jtar: The time for joyous dance is ended, as we Romulans say. We can no longer afford the niceties of political doubletalk.
CounselorTempest: ::finds herself wiht little patience for a flowery preface denouncing flowery language::
Nuo Jtar: ::hoping the Counselor will back him on this:: I need to know who is likely to have done this. I lack your working knowledge of the Federation, its space, and the territories of your enemies.
Agent DanteSmith: <<now it's time for the niceties of doubletalk, espionage style>>
CounselorTempest: ::glances quickly at the Captain's face, trying to read the precise tension of the situation from the two men's auras::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: Our revels have ended.
Nuo Jtar: So, then, qui bono? Who has benefitted?
CounselorTempest: Could it be the Cardassians themselves?
Nuo Jtar: What group desires war between our peoples?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: There are militaristic hotheads in the upper Admiralty.
CounselorTempest: Doesn't your government desire war, Jtar? Didn't you imply that your people were attempting to prevent any peaceful resolution to this conflict?
CounselorTempest: Or, in short, if your people and ours are implicated and if all the other major powers would benefit by the weakening of ours -- except perhaps the Klingons -- how can we make this determination?
Agent DanteSmith: <<Klingons...Cardies...Breen...>>
Nuo Jtar: ::uneasily:: There are some who believe that one day, either the Rihannsu or the Federation must fall, yes... but I feel certain that calmer thinking will prevail, if we can show that this was not a deliberate Federation attack.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: I agree.
CounselorTempest: <<Klingons and Rommies hate each other, and they're allied with us. They wouldn't benefit -- unless htey wanted to have a war with the Romulans themselves and wanted to assure our support.>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<when don't they want a war with the Rommies? :-D>>
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Hmmm... that's strange...
CounselorTempest: But if it was either our people or yours who was behind the attack, our reasonable explanations will doubtlessly fall on deaf ears.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::to Axe:: Sir, I would like permission to beam aboard a large piece of wreckage at these coordinates. ::indicates computer screen:: It has an odd photonic reasonance. I would like to beam it directly to quarantine.
CounselorTempest: It would seem that our best chance is to find evidence that implicates another species. Or fabricate evidence that does so.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes. Deafened by those militaristic persona.
JormSerp has entered the room.
Nuo Jtar: ::draws himself upright:: My August Empire is not ruled by madmen, Admiral.
Nuo Jtar: Those among us who think clearly enough to maintain rulership know that a war between our empires would mean severe harm to both... perhaps death for many.
Nuo Jtar: <<retcon: "Death for BOTH.">>
CounselorTempest: ::with unexpected brazenness for her persona, looking at Jtar and speaking in a cutting tone:: I don't believe he meant it that way, Jtar. Nor do I think you can take umbrage to a comment that as much applied to our government as yours.
Nuo Jtar: ::tenses for a moment, then relaxes:: You are right, Counselor.
CounselorTempest: Sparring will do us little good.
Agent DanteSmith: <<::puts away his anti-rommie pamphlets:: what?>>
Nuo Jtar: Admiral, Counselor, please accept my sincere apologies.
CounselorTempest: ::nods concilliatorily to Jtar::
JormSerp: ::Aharu, meanwhile, is sitting in his quarters, oblivious to the goings-on around him.::
Nuo Jtar: I suppose the tension is draining away my objectivity.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: We all should take a breather.
Lt JG Axelalexa: Sure.
Nuo Jtar: I should depart and make my report to my superiors; they will definitely want to hear that Cardassian remains have been found. As I said, this may earn us some time. May I make use of the communications array?
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::shrugs his shoulders oddly:: There's no need to confirm that with me.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Er... just thought I'd ask before I beamed aboard potentially infectious materal. ::laughs weakly::
CounselorTempest: ::sees her role developing as a mediator and finds herself loathe to spend any time between sessions talking to either of the men -- a tricky position since her duty as a Starfleet officer commands her to be an ear to Zuriyev while the confidences between her and Jtar bind her to investigate his stake in the situation::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Please do.
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::odd scratching sound::
Nuo Jtar: Thank you, sir. ::departs::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::has wreckage beamed aboard, heads to Quarantine to study it.::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::indicates that Tempest should remain::
CounselorTempest: ::begins to sift through the new information in greater detail::
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Continues scanning crystals and catologing::
CounselorTempest: ::watching Zuriyev, takes his cue, and abandons her reading, sitting carefully in a neutral position, hands folded in her lap::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Your thoughts?
JormSerp: ::Aharu stares out his window, watching the stars roll past, contemplating his existance.::
CounselorTempest: With some investigation, we may turn up evidence of the identity of the culprit.
CounselorTempest: BUT I think that's not necessarily going to help. I think the odds are we're going to discover that the discovery puts us in an even more awkward position.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: Probably true.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::analyzing wreckage, mumbling softly to himself:: This is... no... that's not possible... is it?
CounselorTempest: In which case, if we are agreed that our goal is to prevent war, we must either be prepared to lie through our teeth by fabricating other information, or to somehow implicate the guilty parties in a fashion that will cause the other parts of the government to which they belong to eschew them entirely.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::whispering:: It would mean war... between all three of us...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: A difficult decision. And I shall regard it carefully.
CounselorTempest: Yes, Admiral.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::not even whispering, his lips moving slightly as he thinks:: Who can I tell of this? Perhaps it would be better to beam this back into space... or just disintegrate it... safer...
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::thinking:: No... that's not my way. Not our way. The Admiral must hear of this.
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::sees the analysis is done, wonders if Phil is currently crazy... would like to study a crazy human::
Chloe Tiernee: ::leaning back in her chair, half-dozed, having worked hard the past few days::
Lt JG Axelalexa: +Phil+ How are you holding up? Feeling crazy?
CounselorTempest: ::looks at him, not sure what he wants her to do now, not sure what she should do, feeling trapped and uncomfortable::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Dismissed. Please attend to Jtar's communication needs.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: +Axel+ Crazy? No. Absolutely not. I'm fine. Just bloody fine.
CounselorTempest: ::quietly, to herself:: I will not be involved in another war on the Atlantis.
JormSerp: ::Aharu stands up and stretches, and paces around his quarters.::
Agent DanteSmith: <<it takes a sane man to admit he's crazy>>
Lt JG Axelalexa: +Phil+ I notice your voice has taken a tone that indicates that you just lied to me. Why?
Nuo Jtar: ::arrives at Communications with a data cube:: Communications officer, could you please transmit this to the more distant of the two warbirds? I hope you don't mind that it's encrypted. Such are my instructions- my sincere apologies.
JormSerp: <<Crazy? Crazy? I was once crazy...they put me in a room with rats. Rats? Rats? I can't stand rats! They drive me crazy! Crazy? Crazy?...>>
CounselorTempest: ::stands, nods to the Admiral wondering why he's so curt, and exits the RR::
CounselorTempest: Location of Nuo Jtar.
CounselorTempest: ::follows the computer's directions to the Commuications department::
Agent DanteSmith: ::yees open wide:: (w) on...the...ship...
Dr Phil Shaeffer: +Axel+ It's nothing. Leave me alone. I have something I have to do.
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Turns the comm off:: He's crazy.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Huh?
Agent DanteSmith: <<err...eyes open wide too>>
Nuo Jtar: Counselor! How delightful to see you again.
Agent DanteSmith: there's one of them on the ship?
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Heads to quarantine preparing to stun Phil and drag him to observation::
CounselorTempest: Mr. Jtar.
Agent DanteSmith: talking with the Admiral?
Agent DanteSmith: all lies...everything that leaves their lips
CounselorTempest: Can I help you?
Nuo Jtar: I have just transmitted my most recent mission report to my superiors. I mentioned in the report how delighted I am with the eager assistance I've received from all the ship's personnel. It gives me hope for a peaceful future between us.
Chloe Tiernee: <<afk>>
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::collapses into a chair, presses the heels of his hands to his eyes::
CounselorTempest: ::feels oddly about his reaching out to her, unsure of what's making her so distrustful today::
CounselorTempest: ::smiles anyway:: Thank you.
Nuo Jtar: Thank YOU, Counselor.
Nuo Jtar: Actually, I was thinking perhaps I might retire to the quarters which you have so thoughtfully provided, and rest for a while. I confess I sleep poorly with the spectre of war hanging over our heads.
CounselorTempest: The axe over the head of the king...
CounselorTempest: I think a bit of rest will do us all good.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM
RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::pauses::
Agent DanteSmith: ::pauses::
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::pauses::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::piku piku sound::
CounselorTempest: Crew -- attention!
JormSerp: ::pauses::
CounselorTempest: ::attn::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: ::@a::
Agent DanteSmith: ::@A::
JormSerp: ::attn::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Great sim, everyone... this plot keeps getting thicker and thicker.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Like the sewers in Calcutta.
Agent DanteSmith: that's disgusting Phil
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Lieutenant JG Axelalexa, front and center!
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<Sorry. I'm more hateful than usual.>>
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Steps forward::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <Eat a bug! Eat a bug!>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: <<ROFL!>>
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <Eat a monkey! Eat a monkey!>
Agent DanteSmith: ::grumbles:: missed too many nights...
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<lol!>>
CounselorTempest: <No canibalism. Eat a tiny human.>>
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<A floating evil space fetus from "Blazing Star"?>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::eyes the bug::
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<Or a floating evil space fetus from Half-Life.>>
CounselorTempest: <<Watch it, or Ixilalixi will come back to Haunt You>>
Agent DanteSmith: roflol
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yeah. Hmm... What to do with you....
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Counselor, the Box!
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<Make him resist the awesome magick of the Blue Light Bug Zapper.>>
CounselorTempest: Yes, sir!
CounselorTempest: It's a bit... rough today. The props department just cobbled it together. ::hands him a poorly measured bit of plywood, with bad angles, wood cut at a slant and nails sticking out every which way, reading "Assembled with Reising Physics" on the side::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::frowns::
CounselorTempest: <<Reisinger physics, rather>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Don't we have a bigger budget than this?
JormSerp: <<Hey! I built that box with Schneider!>>
Dr Phil Shaeffer: <<Not since Voyager tanked in the critics' reviews.>>
JormSerp: <<It was late and we were tired>>
CounselorTempest: It's not the budget that's the problem. It's that our tech crew is exhausted.
CounselorTempest: We kept them up all night the night before making those planted corpses.
JormSerp: <<Wasn't just the night before, neither :P>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Hmm. I see.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Actually, I was on the volunteer prop crew. We didn't make them, we robbed a morgue.
Agent DanteSmith: ::snores...wakes self:: sorry...couldn't find the duct tape
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Anyway, back to Axelalexa.
CounselorTempest: And the night before they were trying to hang a sych that was painted with a nightscape.
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Still standing forward::
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Wonders if he's going to have to live in the box now::
JormSerp: <<Spelled "cyc">>
CounselorTempest: <<That too.>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<I vote for the box>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I hear that you're a talented simmer and write good logs.
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::clicking wings:: Well, thank you, sir.
Agent DanteSmith: <<lies...all lies!!!>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I'm not sure that I believe a word of it, but the little men in the green hats told me it was true, so...
Lt JG Axelalexa: ::Wonders if living in the box is a compliment... supposes it isn't much smaller than his lab bench...::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: By the power vested in me by some damned fool, I hereby promote you to the rank of Lieutenant on the USS Atlantis. May whatever you worship have mercy on your soul.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::pips him::
Lt JG Axelalexa: Thank you, sir. ::wonders if he gets to live in the box, now::
CounselorTempest: <<Do you worship the God of Dark Spaces and hope that he protects you from the time you call the Coming of the Great RAID Can?>>
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<Okay, that's it, you're getting anthrax in your cheerios>>
JormSerp: rofl
Agent DanteSmith: <<roflol...roflmao...lmao...lol...oh it hurts...make the Hurting Laughter stop...>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: No, but you get to buy everyone drinks.
CounselorTempest: <<Would that be the anthrax that I've used to subdue your pitiful station, Captain Wonderland?>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: That's all I have for this week... Counselor?
Lt JG Axelalexa: Your telepathy is outstanding.
CounselorTempest: Crew....
CounselorTempest: DISMISSED!
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Falls off his chair, snoring::
Lt Allen Zinthys has left the room.
Nuo Jtar: ::vanishes in a cloud of greasy black smoke::
Agent DanteSmith: ::runs so fast out the door he smacks his face into the wall::
Nuo Jtar has left the room.
Agent DanteSmith has left the room.
JormSerp: see y'all later
CounselorTempest: Heh. Can Rebella win?
JormSerp has left the room.
Chloe Tiernee has left the room.
Lt JG Axelalexa: <<No, it's the anthrax I bought at walmart when I went to get a shotgun and shells at 3 am in the morning, tears streaming down my face and and angry desire for revenge on my face.>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev has left the room.
EnsDracolich has left the room.
WatcherCMS has entered the room.
WatcherCMS: congrats man
Lt JG Axelalexa: Thanks.
Lt JG Axelalexa: Gonna switch sns...... brb.
CounselorTempest: Ha. YOu have to make a new SN now.
Lt JG Axelalexa has left the room.
LTCmdrBridges has entered the room.
WatcherCMS: wait...didn't we get the last promotion together?
LTCmdrBridges: Bakalite.
LTCmdrBridges: Yep.
WatcherCMS: dang...I've missed too many weeks
WatcherCMS: oh well
WatcherCMS: you gotta stop coming for awhile and let me catch up
WatcherCMS: :-D
LTCmdrBridges: Sounds like a plan.
WatcherCMS: then we'll hog tie Zinthys till we catchup with him...
WatcherCMS: and we can move up the ranks like that...
LTCmdrBridges: ::nods::
WatcherCMS: eventually keeping the Admiral offline for a couple of years
LTCmdrBridges: I think Rache would be mad if we did that.
WatcherCMS: hmm...good point
WatcherCMS: and with each crewman we catch up with...we gain a new ally
CounselorTempest: Hmm. OK, guys, let's hop to a banana room.
CounselorTempest has left the room.
WatcherCMS: so by the time we take the Admiral...we'll have like a whole fleet of ships beneath us
LTCmdrBridges: Overripe bananas?
WatcherCMS: wait...we already have a ship of our own...
WatcherCMS: I want some taquitos...
WatcherCMS: alright...adios mi amigos...no more chat room for me
WatcherCMS has left the room.
LTCmdrBridges: Nothing has been said for quite a few minutes here...
Dr Phil Shaeffer: Not much to say.
LTCmdrBridges: ::nods:: I think I'll just close this window... I hope you don't mind my character thinking yours is crazy... you certainly were acting crazy.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I'm not going crazy.
Dr Phil Shaeffer: I'm going SANE in a crazy world.
LTCmdrBridges: Sure. You can say that in the observation tube all you want...
LTCmdrBridges has left the room.