RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM
Eden Sitara: << No problemo, babe. ;-)>>
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> :;stares at the transporter room::
Agent DanteSmith: ::stares at the blank view screen::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::pulls herself indignantly upright, keeping her fingers on her escort's arms. Intakes her breath so that her cleavage
CounselorTempest: presses against the edge of her corset emphasizing her massive decollatage::
Eden Sitara: ::walking down a random corridor in the ship, not quite on duty yet, as her shift is still about forty-five minutes away::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> What is going on here? Why have I been abducted?
LtJGTommySpark: ::realizes mom's on ship. Grudgingly makes his way toward transporter room, bidding Kina adieu::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::sitting at Tactical::
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> Uh, ma'am, that's not the case at all. The Captain gave orders to beam you up because you're headed back to earth.
Agent DanteSmith: ::checks the clock again...looks at Allen::
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> Sitting at conn
Agent DanteSmith: am I off yet?
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> This is an escort.
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::thinking about Tommy
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Mouth contorts into an odd shape of puzzlement::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::suddenly all smiles, presses her hand to her chest with gratitude:: Well, how polite! And I did hardly get to see the Rear Admiral... where would he be?
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Huh?>>
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> ::stammering:: Uh, I think he's...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::on the bridge, looking like he's in a foul mood::
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> ::patrols sickbay::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Admiral, I have another ship.
LtJGTommySpark: ::massages head::
CSciAxelalexa has entered the room.
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks at him:: well? when's this double-duty thing over? can I go?
Lt Allen Zinthys: Stafleet.
Eden Sitara: ::tucks a strand of her shoulder length black hair behind her ear, stepping into a lift::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Starfleet*
LtJGTommySpark: ::something must be done about these headaches::
Agent DanteSmith: <<wow! the bug is here!>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: What kind of ship?
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks a little surprised::
CSciAxelalexa: <<Yes, the very rare Bigarsus Bugus is here>>
LtJGTommySpark: ::heads to office -- begins scouring database for info on rare K'mai diseases involving nightmares::
Agent DanteSmith: <<ewww...and he's yellow>>
CSciAxelalexa: <<I've got you as yellow...>>
Eden Sitara: << Yeah, you're yella' to me, Dante.>>
LtJGTommySpark: <<That was Geileis above, not Tommy>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::taps a little:: It's a Galazy-class, sir
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> ::scour, scour::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Change course to avoid it.
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> Well... if he's on duty, then...
Lt Allen Zinthys: As in not a collision course, or as in you don't want to be seen?
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Of course! Busy sterring this great vessel! I can wait. I assume I can message him >from a console?
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> ::nods nervously::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The galaxy-class hails us.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: I don't want to be seen.
Eden Sitara: ::riding in the lift, standing there with her usual pensive look on her face, her arms crossed::
Lt Allen Zinthys: We're being hailed
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Ignore it!
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::The ship turns, however not enough to draw undue attention::
LtJGTommySpark: ::heads toward transporter room... annoyed by his nervousness:
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Puzzled:: Aye, sir.
LtJGTommySpark: ::mentally composing excuses for not writing more often::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Then I shall await my appointment to speak with him with great pleasure. Now, Ensign, my escort and I are thrilled by your courtesy, but we do wish some rest from this storm of activity. Could you show us to our rooms?
LtJGTommySpark: ::arrives in transporter room::
Eden Sitara: ::the lift stops and she exits, yet again wandering in the corridors::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> And my son, I believe, is onboard. His name is Thomas Tune Spar-
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Son!
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Takes plenty of willpower to keep his mouth shut and the effort is visible on his face::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Do you have a problem with that orber, Mister?
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::gracefully descends the platform like a dancer on a circular staircase::
LtJGTommySpark: ::smiles through teeth. Deep breath:: Mother
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::presses her arms around her son and kisses his cheeks lightly::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> You look wonderful.
LtJGTommySpark: ::inwardly scoffs at mother's descent::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: <<Order>
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::gesturing offhandedly to her escort:: This is Raoul.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Swallows and doesn't look at Zuri:: No, sir.
CounselorTempest: Tempest> ::enters the bridge and takes her place beside the Admiral::
LtJGTommySpark: ::checks out Raoul -- stops himself. This is his MOTHER'S escort::
Eden Sitara: ::comes upon the arboretum, pauses and glances at the doors; figuring she has enough time, wanders in::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Distracts himself by keeping tabs on the other ship::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: <<Commander Dolan is STILL trying to get online!>>
LtJGTommySpark: Brooke> ::on bridge.::
LtJGTommySpark: Brooke> ::hoping her disease is about to wear off::
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> :finds nothing -- all K'mai data is on non-mfua::
Agent DanteSmith: <<sorry folks...distractions mounting>>
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> ::typical prejudicial research -- this is the reason mfua mortality rates are so high::
Eden Sitara: ::glances at her chronometer, with plenty of time, walks around the 'garden' of the ship, having only been in there to do repairs, not to
Eden Sitara: actually enjoy it .. it really isn't her style to enjoy flowers::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Runs some calculations involving Polio and a sample from an outbreak somewhere far away::
Agent DanteSmith: ::finally leaves the bridge...now off duty...decides he should get back on that search for Bob::
Agent DanteSmith: ::heads for his quarters::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Have they reacted to our ignoring of their hail?
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Thomas, darling, how have you been?
LtJGTommySpark: Good. Everything's been good.
LtJGTommySpark: You?
Eden Sitara: ::wrinkles her nose, inhaling the aroma of the flowers, and slightly (very slightly) smiles to herself::
LtJGTommySpark: You look fabulous.
CounselorTempest: Tempest> Sir, may I remind you the Captain of that ship is Admiral Sterry?
LtJGTommySpark: ::offers hug::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::snorts:: So?
CSciAxelalexa: Hmm, it looks like although everyone who's carrying the virus has the plague, not everyone who has the plague carries the virus. How odd...
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::with only a minute pause, hugs him closely:: Can't complain... the audiences keep coming. Such dear people. I owe them everything.
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> I saw your Will the other night.
LtJGTommySpark: ::smiles through teeth...again:: Great
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Does some double-checking::
Agent DanteSmith: ::enters his quarters and grabs his "hunting gear"::
LtJGTommySpark: I assumer he's doing OK then?
CounselorTempest: Tempest> She may have important information for us. She's in charge of Starfleet's Diplomatic Corps.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir, the ship appears to have resumed its previous course:.
Agent DanteSmith: ::decides to follow up on the flower lead left by Bob in the Science closet::
Eden Sitara: ::finds a bench, semi-hidden by plants and sits down, crossing her arms and staring straight ahead::
Agent DanteSmith: ::heads for the arboretum::
LtJGTommySpark: Dante's computer> Attention. You are receiving a top secret transmission from an unspecified location
Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::in arboreatum...jumps down from a rafter and lands behind Eden::
Agent DanteSmith: ::stops before he exits the room...moves to the consol::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Good. Increase to warp nine.
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> He seemed to be.
Agent DanteSmith: computer...can you trace that source?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Blinks:: Warp nine.
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Flirted with a couple of the customers - but, you know, I think you could get him back if you tried.
LtJGTommySpark: That's uh -- that's great
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Presses buttons and the stars get streakier::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes, is there a problem?
Eden Sitara: ::in such deep thought, easily tunes out most everything::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> It's just that I want to see you settled, Tommy, not galavanting around like Captain Planet trying to save the universe...
LtJGTommySpark: You know, things are awesome here. Really. I love Starfleet.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Sorry. He said it in confirmation>>
LtJGTommySpark: I am settled. Really
Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::looks at her...ignores her and moves toward some flowers...stomps them into oblivion::
LtJGTommySpark: You don't need to worry about me.
Agent DanteSmith: Computer...the message...
Agent DanteSmith: don't leave me haning here...
CounselorTempest: Tempest> Admiral, is there something you need to talk to me about in your professional capacity?
Agent DanteSmith: <<hanging...>>
LtJGTommySpark: Computer> unspecified location
CounselorTempest: <<my prof. capacity>>
LtJGTommySpark: Computer> Please check the message
RAdm AC Zuriyev: No! And I'd appreciate that you not ask me about such things on MY bridge!
Agent DanteSmith: ::sighs...assumes it's from "the Company"...and types in the confirmation password::
CounselorTempest: Tempest> That's my job, Admiral. You can't put me on report for doing it.
CounselorTempest: Brooke> ::purses her lips in a self-satisfied manner::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::inwardly chuckles::
Eden Sitara: ::pulls a leaf off a nearby bush, and plays with it with her delicate engineer's fingers::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::stares a hole through Tempest::
LtJGTommySpark: Attractive Mystery Man> ::appears on Dante's screen::
Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::kicks up dirt on the flower carcasses and runs around the corner::
Agent DanteSmith: ::look of puzzlement...not quite recognizing him::
CounselorTempest: Tempest> Request a meeting in your ready room.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Denied.
LtJGTommySpark: Mystery Man> Agent Smith. Agent Colin McClintock.
Agent DanteSmith: sir?
LtJGTommySpark: McClintock> You've been relayed new orders.
CounselorTempest: Tempest> Very well. It is on the record that my request was denied.
CounselorTempest: Tempest> ::stands:: I have a patient.
LtJGTommySpark: McClintock> Abandon your current mission -- for the meantime -- and keep an eye on Admiral Zuriyev
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes, get the hell off my bridge.
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks of surprise:: what's going on?
CounselorTempest: Tempest> ::exits to her office::
LtJGTommySpark: McClintock> We have reason to suspect he may not be -- all that he seems
Eden Sitara: ::yawns slightly, wishing she could start her shift early .. though was told that she spent *too* much time there anyway::
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> I'm - er - offduty.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::is heard muttering something about meddling counselors::
Agent DanteSmith: anymore info I need?
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> ::leaves the room with Alexandra and Tommy in it to go elsewhere::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> You call this settled? Without a permanent base to call your own? Oh, I could weep for you. You seem peaked, you're obviously tired and - oh, honey, you used to be so good about caring for your appearance.
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> ::grudgingly admits that info does not exist. This may be one ailment she can't self-diagnose
Agent DanteSmith: ::hopes it's not them dang Rommies::
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> ::heads toward his quarters, passing the arboretum::
Eden Sitara: ::rolls her eyes at the thought of spending too much time in engineering; thinks it would be well enough to just give her a cot near the warp
Eden Sitara: core to sleep on occasionally::
LtJGTommySpark: ::offended, tries to hide it:: I -- I care for my appearance
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> ::stops, realizing that he needs some rec time, heads back to the holodecks::
CSciAxelalexa: Hmm... It looks like their original assumption that the virus is behind the plague is wrong.
LtJGTommySpark: ::detests that he never knows what to say to her::
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> ::sees they are all occupied and that one has been active for an unusally long period of time::
Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::finds another grove of flowers and does them under::
CounselorTempest: Ensign Nervous> ::nerbously doesn't decide to investigate and heads back to his quarters to read instead::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ETA to Earth?
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Don't get me wrong. You're still a handsome boy. Dashing. But you used to cut a fashionable figure... not wander around in spandex pajamas. And with hair hastily brushed... circles under your eyes...
LtJGTommySpark: McClintock> That's all we're authorized to tell you at this time. Keep your eyes open and your nose clean. Erase any record of this contact...::
Agent DanteSmith: ::stares at the face of the man he dosn't really know:: how much time to start on this "project"? I kinda need to...::looks at his scar::
LtJGTommySpark: ::touches hair -- he spent hours in front of the mirror this morning::
LtJGTommySpark: The uniform's Starfleet regulation, mother. I thought you loved men in uniform.
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Certain uniforms.
Agent DanteSmith: ::tries not to stare at the scar over his eyebrow:: I need to keep an eye on a possible security threat to the ship
Eden Sitara: ::purses her naturally red lips, glancing at her chronometer, another 30 minutes to go::
Lt Allen Zinthys: 20 minutes, sir.
LtJGTommySpark: McClintock> Start immediately. McClintock out. ::dissapears::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::holds out her arm to summon the man in the tuxedo::
Agent DanteSmith: ::decides that overstating Bob's case may allow him to look after his weird friend::
Agent DanteSmith: dang it!
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> And now, darling, if you could show us to our rooms? I am simply exhausted and so very coated in the dust of the road.
Agent DanteSmith: ::turns off the monitor...it does it's pre-programmed memory wipe::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::gestures to her floofy, shiny and immaculate skirt::
LtJGTommySpark: Well. I happen to think a man in Starfleet uniform is particularly attractive. Mother
Agent DanteSmith: ::decides to head off to find Bob anyway::
LtJGTommySpark: ::proud of himself for standing up to her::
Agent DanteSmith: ::takes the nearest TL down::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Warp 9.5.
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Whenever I travel in starships, I always feel filfthy for days afterward. It takes so long to remove all the grime. I've washed my hands about 20 times, but it does no good.
Agent DanteSmith: ::enters the Arboretum and sees the back of someone on a bench::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::accelerates::
LtJGTommySpark: These ships are immaculately cleaned and sterilized!
Eden Sitara: ::watches a few crew members pass by, thinking this 'garden' must be a pretty popular place::
Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::hears the main doors open and rushes out a side door quickly::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> But the floors... I'll need to dematerialize these shoes.
Eden Sitara: ::looks at the plants, not seeing what the interest is, is just tired of the mess hall and the loudness.::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::lifs one sparkly heel off the ground to demonstrate::
LtJGTommySpark: It's a Starfleet ship, mother. Not an Orion freighter
Agent DanteSmith: ::heads for the bench...decides to ask the "locals" if they've seen anything::
Agent DanteSmith: ::as he approaches he realizes it's Eden and stops::
Agent DanteSmith: ::starts to forget all about Bob and the Admiral::
Agent DanteSmith: ::slowly approaches:: uhm...ma'am?
Eden Sitara: ::unzips her uniform jacket, and slips it off, wearing the regulation tank-tunic thing underneath, lays the jacket next to her::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LOL>>
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> ::grudgingly:: +Tempest+ Dr. Kael to Counselor Rainbird
Agent DanteSmith: ::sees her arms newly exposed and becomes a little nervous::
Agent DanteSmith: Eden?
CounselorTempest: +Geileis+ Doctor?
Eden Sitara: Hmm? ::glances up and her eyes widen when she spies Dante in front of her:: Oh .. Mister Smith .
Eden Sitara: ... is there something you need?
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> I didn't mean to upset you, darling.
Agent DanteSmith: ::walks around bench::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::gets up and paces::
Agent DanteSmith: uhm...I...was...I was looking for someone...
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> ::businesslike:: +Tempest+ I'd like to request a formal appointment
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir, we're approaching earth.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Drop to impulse for Starbase One approach.
Agent DanteSmith: but...I'm not sure...where...he is...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir. ::Drops out of warp and down to full impulse::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Heads for SB1::
Agent DanteSmith: excuse me for being so bold...but...you have lovely skin ::looks at her arms once more::
CmdrBrookeDolan has entered the room.
CounselorTempest: +Kael+ Of course, Doctor. I can see you this afternoon, if you're inclined; else there are two time slots available for tomorrow, and similar for the rest of the week.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::KICKS THE LIVING %&#!^@^$#!@&%!@$*%!^@$ OUT OF AIM!!!!!!!!!!!::
Eden Sitara: ::her eyebrows raise, and she nervously rubs her arms:: Oh .. well, I never noticed myself .. but .. thank you.
Agent DanteSmith: ::stares into her eyes::
CounselorTempest: <<Here, Megs, have some brackets. They're free and fun.>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::has been trying for FIFTY MINUTES TO SIGN ON!!!!!!!!! BASTARDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!::>>
Eden Sitara: I always thought I was a bit .. pasty, myself. ::slight grin, catches his stare and it fades just slightly into a smile::
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> +Tempest+ ::wanting to get this out of the way:: This afternoon will work.
CounselorTempest: +Geleis+ Very well, I will speak with you then.
Agent DanteSmith: well...I'd call it "fair skin"...
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::feels suddenly strange, as if recovering after a long, mysterious illness::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks around the bridge::
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> +Tempest+ Very well
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::SB1 looms large on the front viewscreen::
Eden Sitara: ::smiles:: That's what my mother says .. um, are you on duty?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Assume standard orbit. Don't bother to go into Starbase One.
LtJGTommySpark: You -- argh. You didn't upset me mother
Eden Sitara: Since you said you were looking for someone ... I assumed ...
Agent DanteSmith: ::shakes his head:: no...not really...it's a friend of mine...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Eyebrows wrinkle:: Yessir.
LtJGTommySpark: I just -- it's just that ::hates that he can't confront the woman::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Ship goes into orbit::
Eden Sitara: Would you like to sit down then? I have about 25 minutes before my shift begins. ::motions to the space next to her on the bench::
Agent DanteSmith: ::his gaze turns back to her eyes...stunned by their beauty::
Agent DanteSmith: ::nervously moves to sit:: oh...yes! thank you!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Commander, you're with me.
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Do try not to stutter, darling. Your voice is so lovely and on the breath when you simply let it flow.
LtJGTommySpark: ::deep breath:: I wish you'd show more respect for my decisions. My desires. What I want to do with my life
Agent DanteSmith: ::accidentally sits on her jacket::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Aye, Sir. ::follows the admiral::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::enters the TL::
Agent DanteSmith: ::turns back to her:: yaknow...I've been thinkin...
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::enters TL::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: You have the bridge, Tactical.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Transporter room one.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Tactical has the bridge.
Eden Sitara: ::doesn't notice the jacket being sat on, turns her attention to him as he talks::
CounselorTempest: Ensign tactical> ::looks confused::
CSciAxelalexa: ::looks at the calculations:: In fact, everyone with the plague seems to be suffering >from some sort of unrelated DNA damage.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::begrudges the fact that Tempest will have a vastly superior line count tonight::>>
LtJGTommySpark: I wanted to settle down. I( was perfectly willing to settle down. I intended to SETTLE DOWN on this ship. Will left me, mom. He left ME
Agent DanteSmith: well...actually...it's about you sorta...
CSciAxelalexa: <<You can still beat me!>>
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer, halt turbolift.
Eden Sitara: Me? What about me?
Agent DanteSmith: our conversation the other day really...
CmdrBrookeDolan: Admiral, is something wrong?
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Well, yes, actually.
Agent DanteSmith: I dunno...it's just...I havn't really connected with anyone on this ship yet...
CmdrBrookeDolan: You've been acting strangely lately.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Why I've been in command this long and not asked you to a drink.
Eden Sitara: ::studying his face as he talks::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Immediatly goes about finding the identity of the StarFleet ship that they passed on their way in::
Agent DanteSmith: only talked to a few people outside of my department...
CmdrBrookeDolan: Sir? I haven't served on this ship that long, and it's been one thing after another.
LtJGTommySpark: ::deep breath -- controlled words:: Any -- normal -- mother would hate him for me. God!
Agent DanteSmith: and you...well...you may be the only woman so far...
CmdrBrookeDolan: I'd be more than happy to have a drink with you .. if you could see your way to extending my deadline on crwe evals?
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks down at the grass::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra>
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> .
Agent DanteSmith: and I dunno...there's just something else about you...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Oh, of course... ::sidles closer:: But what are you doing until then?
Eden Sitara: ::smiles lightly:: I usually don't talk to anyone.. unless I have to. So .. I know how you feel in a way .. you are intriguiing to me for some reason.
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Well, Thomas, if that's how you feel, then I will respect your... emotions.
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> I won't bother you any further. Good day.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::backs up a bit, as the Admiral invades her two foot bubble of personal space::
Agent DanteSmith: ::smiles and turns back to face her::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Um, crew evals?
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::with a quick, sharp nod to her escort leaves::
Agent DanteSmith: I'm glad to hear that...I think...
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Ah, you don't need to waste time with those. ::inches closer:;
LtJGTommySpark: ::feels like he's upset her:: I'm sorry, mother. I didn't mean to upset you. I shouldn't have done that.
Eden Sitara: Really .. ::places her hand on his, patting it:: .. it's a good thing. ::smiles::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Well, I appreciate the thought, but you did assign me to work with the Counselor.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::backs up a bit more, beginning to feel somewhat cornered::
Eden Sitara: ::feels comfortable around him, like she's known him a while .. but still feeling a certain tension::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Ah,\ perhaps we should ... Computer, resume turbolift.
Agent DanteSmith: ::barely feels her hand::
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::catching up with Ensign Nervous:: Good man, please show me to my guest quarters.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Belay that order!
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks into her eyes again::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::concerned:: Sir? We really need to get to the TR.
Agent DanteSmith: ::forgets all about why he's here::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::pushes her up against the wall without actually touching her::
CounselorTempest: Nervous> Uh, yes mam.
Eden Sitara: ::keeps her own eyes locked with his, exhales a breath, soft and warm::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<ykikes!!!!!>>
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> ::enters her quarters, arrays herself on the bed:: Raoul, be a good man and go somewhere else for a while, will you? I need to be alone.
LtJGTommySpark: ::grumbles -- knows he should chase after her to apologize::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Nervous:: Computer, locate Admiral Zuriyev.
LtJGTommySpark: ::decides to deal w/ it later::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Admiral, you're getting a bit close for comfort. Computer, resume turbolift, no interruptions!
CounselorTempest: Alexandra> Computer! Lights out! And a glass of water. Privacy on.
Agent DanteSmith: ::feels her breath on his neck...realizes just how close he'd been leaning::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Computer> Admiral Zuriyev is in the TurboLift
Lt Allen Zinthys: Oh, good.
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::reaches down and brushes her rear as he backs off::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Starts patching through to SB1::
Agent DanteSmith: ::realizes she's looking into his eyes::
LtJGTommySpark: Geileis> ::returns to work in sickbay. Pours all her energy into it and attempts to ignore other matters::
Agent DanteSmith: ah...
CounselorTempest: <<Eh, you can have him Brooke. At this point he's Tempest's leavings.>>
Eden Sitara: You know .. you smell good .. ::blurts it out ..without really thinking::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Computer, notify me if Admiral Zuriyev approaches the bridge
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Computer beeps in acknowledgement::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Admiral! Excuse me! ::crosses to the other side of the TL:: Computer, increase speed!
RAdm AC Zuriyev: Don't act so affronted!
Agent DanteSmith: ::dosn't mind her comment one bit::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<ew, used man. blech.>>
Eden Sitara: ::chuckles:: Not sure why I mentioned that .. just thought I would..
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::TL doors open, Brooke rushes out::
LtJGTommySpark: <<yay!I'm laughing! Brooke's back!!! >>
Agent DanteSmith: ::smiles::
Eden Sitara: ::talking quietly, almost a whispery, breathy voice::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::follows her::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::heads for TR, really creeped out::
RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM