CmdrBrookeDolan: *** BEGIN SIM ***
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::on the bridge::
LtJGTommySpark: <<I remember! It was the Kyle Schmingle nite!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<that's right!>>
LtJGTommySpark: ::In office, scooping up Swedish fish::
Eden Sitara: ::um, in the .. corridor?::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::has just ordered Tempest to the bridge::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Leaves Suli's office, mentally exhausted from acting like a counselor::
Agent DanteSmith: ::walking down the hall with Eden...chatting bout life::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::but suddenly changes her mind, doesn't feel like dealing with the counselor right now::
LtJGTommySpark: <<b/c of the way I timed my log, I basically have to rewrite it in sim>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::life and their crappy, lonely times on the ship::
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Tempest+ Counselor, never mind. We can discuss it later.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::decides it's high time she held up her end of doing crew evaluations::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::strokes her chin thoughtfully:: Hmm ...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Frowns::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Walks to the TL:: Deck 1.
Eden Sitara: ::glances at her chronometer:: I don't have to be at duty for a while .. you want to have some coffee, or tea or whatever you like to drink..? My quarters are just a deck above.
Eden Sitara: ::light smile, inside wondering why she is inviting some 'new' guy to her quarters; continues to smile anyway::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Exits the TL and walks onto the bridge:
Agent DanteSmith: yeah...I guess...
Agent DanteSmith: we did just eat...
Agent DanteSmith: but still...I could use a drink...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sees somebody else there and pauses:: Commander. ::nods::
Agent DanteSmith: ::smiles:: some people tell me I drink too much...
LtJG Taryn: ::walks out his room, and begins to job::
LtJGTommySpark: ::gets frustatrated, lonely, yada yada... no friends.... yada..... leaves office to go to lounge....yada::
Eden Sitara: Really .. why would they say that?
Agent DanteSmith: but hey...it's not like it's alcohol...or even synthahol...
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::picks up a padd::
Eden Sitara: ::puts her hands behind her back, grasping them together::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::nods absently at Zinthys::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Picks up the <<somehow>> forgotten phaser rifle next to Tactical::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks through a list of crewmembers:: Who shall be my first victim?
Agent DanteSmith: <<uh...>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks at the Commander, briefly::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<any volunteers for evaluation?>>
Eden Sitara: << Eeek.>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<::points at Zinthys::>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Considers saying something, but decides better of it::
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks into her striking eyes:: please...lead the way...
LtJG Taryn: <<puts up a cross::Back..>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Shrugs::>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks around the bridge::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Turns and heads for the TL::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Lieutenant Zinthys? Are you busy?
Agent DanteSmith: <<pick him! pick him! the one goin for the TL!!!!>>
Eden Sitara: ::smiles gently, and walks over to the nearest lift, entering it and waiting for him to follow::
Agent DanteSmith: ::followers her in...almost a hop in his step::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Turns and glances at her:: Well, I was just going to stow my weapon ::pats rifle:: and head for the starbase.
LtJG Taryn: ::begins to increase speed around the deck::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Why? Is there something you needed, Commander?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Ah, have you not taken shoreleave yet?
CmdrBrookeDolan: I don't want to bother you if that's the case, we're all entitled to our fair share of R&R.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Well, I've had some down time, if that's what you mean.
Eden Sitara: ::murmurs her deck number, and the lift ride is swift, as the deck is just one above, steps out::
Agent DanteSmith: ::steps out after her:: that was quick ::smiles::
CmdrBrookeDolan: It's just that, in light of the counselor's recent report concerning you ... I thought you might want your crew evaluation to be done by me alone.
CmdrBrookeDolan: But it can wait.
LtJGTommySpark: ::enters bar, engages in the events of the log titled, "A Rare Opportunity"::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sighs:: That doesn't matter.
Eden Sitara: Well .. like I said. Just one deck above. ::crooked smile, and walks a few paces to her quarters doors, enters the code and they swish open::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Well, then, now or later? It's up to you.
Agent DanteSmith: <<lol Tommy>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: It might not be too bad to finally get that out in the open.
CmdrBrookeDolan: You mean with her?
Agent DanteSmith: dang...we shoulda climbed up the wall...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Yeah.
Agent DanteSmith: ::thinks they were just below her door::
LtJGTommySpark: ::exits bar, w/ something to think about.::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::looks back up at her:: Do you think I should?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Alright. Then as soon as she's back on duty, we'll schedule you together.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Or should I just wait for some official hearing?
LtJGTommySpark: ::decides to go to his quarters and take a nap.::
Eden Sitara: ::chuckles, steps into her quarters and quickly picks up a random piece of clothing she spies near the door::
CmdrBrookeDolan: I think that's very noble of you. I'm sure there are two sides to the story.
Eden Sitara: Come on in ..
LtJG Taryn: ::stops, and enters a holodeck::
CmdrBrookeDolan: I don't think there will be a hearing, this doesn't seem to merit such serious action.
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::watches Tommy leave. Is impressed by the Lt's emitional depth -- hopes he takes his advice to heart::
CmdrBrookeDolan: It can probably be taken care of in a meeting with the counselor and myself.
Agent DanteSmith: ::steps in...takes a look around:: well...I see you've made the place home already...how long did you say you'd been onboard?
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel>> ::has a sudden inkling for hom::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Can I speak with you unofficially?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Certainly. Would you like to step into the reayd room?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::nods::
LtJG Taryn: ::waits for the doors to close::Computer run taryn rec. 3.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::steps off bridge, enters ready room::
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::exits the lounge::
Eden Sitara: Not too long. A few weeks a most. ::tucks the piece of clothing on a random shelf for now::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::follows::
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel>:: enters turbolift::
LtJG Taryn: ::holodecks opens up to a full gym::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sits at the admiral's desk, making herself comfortable:: So ...
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> Deck <<Whatever the hell holodeck's on>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<damn you, Tommy, you should have the entire ship's specs memorized!>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: Correct me if I'm gone, but, you've known the Counselor for a while.
Agent DanteSmith: <<tsk tsk tsk>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sighs:: In a manner of speaking. Although we haven't been in touch or on friendly terms for quite a while.
Agent DanteSmith: <<uhm...since he's right there...can we correct him or not?>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::chuckles::>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks for a place to sit::
CmdrBrookeDolan: I'm sure you've realized by now she's not the easiest person to work with.
Eden Sitara: Oh .. here. Have a seat. ::lunges past him and clears a few pillows away from her couch, making a spot for him:: It's cozy in here .. but it works.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Well, do you think she's doing this for some... less-than well-intentioned reason?
LtJG Taryn: ::takes his shirt off, and looks over his scarred body::
CmdrBrookeDolan: What do you mean?
Eden Sitara: ::slight grin:: Ensigns don't really get the pickin' when it comes to quarter's size.
Lt Allen Zinthys: I just don't seem to see what I've done.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Well, according to her report, you've acted insubordinately.
LtJG Taryn: ::starts with the punching bag::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Which could mean I looked at her funny.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::cocks her head to one side:: Welllll ... she's a Starfleet officer, but she does come from a ... non-traditional background. She's not exactly the model of military perfection.
Agent DanteSmith: I know what you mean... ::sits:: I had to go through it twice...
CmdrBrookeDolan: And she hasn't always been entirely clean herself, off the record.
Eden Sitara: ::moves to the replicator:: Oh? Why? And what would you like to drink?
Eden Sitara: ::glances back at him, her chin length black hair wooshing as she looks over her shoulder::
CmdrBrookeDolan: I mean, I don't know that she's in any sort of position to be criticizing other officers. She can't even be bothered to wear a uniform most of the time.
Agent DanteSmith: hmm...ginger ale I guess
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Half-smile:: Of course not. Who on this ship does have a clean record?
Agent DanteSmith: ::thinks for a sec:: well...I was stationed on the Defiant before coming here...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Yes, but haven't counselors traditionally wear a non-standard uniform?
LtJG Taryn: ::as he punches, he can still hear the guards beating on him, and starts hitting the bag harder, and harder::
Eden Sitara: ::replicates one ginger ale and an iced tea with lemon and honey, takes the crisp glasses and walks back over, handing him his::
Agent DanteSmith: and when I got here I was still an ensign...and had to go through the cramped quarters thing all over again
CmdrBrookeDolan: True. And also true. But still, there's something to be said for a uniform. It engenders respect.
CmdrBrookeDolan: (m) Not that I have much of that left for her anyway ...
Agent DanteSmith: ::takes the glass:: thank you ::sips::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Agreed. ::smirks::
Eden Sitara: ::sits down next to him, and sips hers as she listens:: But here you are .. big ole' security guy. You've definitely moved up.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Prehaps this meeting isn't the greatest idea. I don't want it to seem like we're conspiring against her.
Agent DanteSmith: ::smiles:: well...I guess...
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::exits turbolift::
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel>:: goes to holodeck::
CmdrBrookeDolan: There's no conspiracy here. She brought charges against you, and as the executive officer of this ship, it's my responsibility to hear your answer to them.
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> Computer -- program Gutierrez 101
LtJG Taryn: ::stops, and looks down to see his knucks bleeding on both hands::
Lt Allen Zinthys: I understand that, but she may not see it the same way.
Eden Sitara: ::puts her glass down on the small table in front of the couch:: I was just glad to really be on my own.
Agent DanteSmith: ::absently:: but it came at a price ::thinks back to the troubles that brought him here::
LtJG Taryn: <w>damn them......
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks up:: on your own?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Look, Zinthys ... the Admiral ordered me to deal with this situation. And as far as I'm concerned, from what I've seen of you so far, Rainbird may have overstepped her bounds. Or misinterpreted some things.
Lilminxyone: <<good evening, all...>>
Lilminxyone has left the room.
Eden Sitara: Well, it's a big of tug'o'war between my father and my mother regarding myself and my sister. Differences in lifestyle and personalities .. I just wanted to try and figure out who I am.
Lt Allen Zinthys: No, offense, but it can be easily said that you are not impartial.
CmdrBrookeDolan: And between you and me, she's kind of a ... well, never mind. The point is, I want to hear from you, whether you think these charges are founded.
Eden Sitara: If that makes sense. ::crooked smile, glances down at her thin fingers::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Hey -- whose side are you on here? Hers or yours? Do you want to be court-martialed?
Agent DanteSmith: ::nods:: ah...I can relate...
CmdrBrookeDolan: We're talking about insubordination here.
Agent DanteSmith: <<phone...>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: Of course not!
CmdrBrookeDolan: It can be a very serious charge! So why don't you start taking it seriously, and answer it?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Do you think the report was deserved?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::swallows:: No, I don't
LtJG Taryn: <<damn I have missed way too much>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: Or do you think the counselor may have a personal problem with you? Because if that's the case, that's also a serious problem.
Lt Allen Zinthys: I don't know what her story is, I only know mine.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Or is it that you have a problem with her?
Agent DanteSmith: ::ponders over his dual-lives::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Okay, so why don't you tell me your story.
CmdrBrookeDolan: And give me the short version. I have evaluations to get back to.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Mine is that I was not aware there was a problem until I happened upon the report.
Eden Sitara: Have you ever had .. a girlfriend? Wife?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Had you been ... pardon the term ... "fresh" with her?
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks up startled:: well...yes...sorta...once...
Eden Sitara: ::was curious, leans back against the soft cushions of her couch::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Had you not shown the proper respect to an officer of her rank?
Agent DanteSmith: before I came here...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Thinks:: No and yes. I have been curt, perhaps, but that is simply the way I am.
Agent DanteSmith: my girlfriend... ::thinks of how to put it:: ...left...
CmdrBrookeDolan: How curt?
LtJG Taryn: ::walks over to locker and grabs some tape::
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel>> ::enters holodeck::
Agent DanteSmith: that was just before I came...havn't spoken to her since...
Lt Allen Zinthys: I have given the information requested from me in a respectful manner.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Have you ever had any other superior officers, or perhaps professors at the academy, ever told you they had a problem with your attitude?
Eden Sitara: I'm sorry .. that must've been hard. I shouldn't have asked about it. Damn my curiosity.
Lt Allen Zinthys: I have not, however, spoken to her otherwise.
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::a Chicago street, in the heart of Boystown::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Have you ever received any kind of reprimand or report?
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> :: the streets that raised him::
Eden Sitara: ::reaches over and rests her hand on his arm, gently brushes her fingers on his arm, in a comforting way::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Taken aback slightly:: no
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks into her eyes:: it's ok...I'm over it now... ::thinks "sorta":: what about you?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Are you certain?
Lt Allen Zinthys: Well of course, not. Even in my present position, I am not privy to everything.
Agent DanteSmith: ::curses Section 31 for sending her away::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Let's play a little game here. I'll pretend I'm the counselor, and you're you. I'm going to interact with you, and I want you to just act and speak as you normally would with her.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Long sigh, narrowly avoiding rolling his eyes:: Very well
CmdrBrookeDolan: Now, what's something she would generally say to you, an order she might give you on the bridge?
LtJG Taryn: ::walks over to the flat bench, and starts to work-out his chest::
Lt Allen Zinthys: She has never given me an order. SHe simply asks for sitreps
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::catches the almost-eyeroll, and wonders if there might be something to Tempest's complaint::
Eden Sitara: Hmm .. well, I've had two romantic relationships in my life. Both in the Academy and both are good friends of mine now. Lucky me. I was greatly in love with both of them. Amy and Corey.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Alright. Fine. I'm her. Lieutenant, have you finished the report I asked you for?
Eden Sitara: ::leans over, grabs her tea and sips it lightly, holding the glass this time::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Yes, Commander. ::Pretends to hand over PADD::
Agent DanteSmith: ::slightly surprised...but not totally shocked:: so rather recent for you too then...
CmdrBrookeDolan: This isn't right. I asked you for more specific information. Redo it.
Lt Allen Zinthys: What is the problem, sir?
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks down at her hand on his arm...follows the arm back up to her eyes::
CmdrBrookeDolan: The problem is that it's not what I asked for. Now redo it. I want it by 0800 tomorrow.
Eden Sitara: Yes .. Corey was in the last year or so .. even less. He and I weren't really that compatible and our relationship was volatile at times.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir.
Agent DanteSmith: ::frowns:: sorry to hear that...
Agent DanteSmith: ::finds himself a little closer then when she sat down::
CmdrBrookeDolan: And another thing, I'm tired of your attitude, Lieutenant. Straighten it out, I demand respect. I am a Commander.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::can't help it, breaks into giggles at her impression of Tempest::
LtJG Taryn: ::does a set of 12, and raises up::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::gasping:: I'm sorry, I'm sorry ...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Are you alright?
Eden Sitara: ::half-smile:: It's okay. I've slowly moved on >from it .. not sure about him. I still get sappy messages of 'true love' once in a while. But I still insist we are friends.
CmdrBrookeDolan: I'm usually a better actress, but improv isn't my strong suit.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::chuckling:: Anyway, if that's how you respond to her, it seems perfectly respectful. I don't know what she's complaining about.
Eden Sitara: ::glances away for a second, not liking that fact that she is thinking about that volatile relationship, dismisses it from her mind::
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::this neighboorhood has remained the same for a long time. Despite the Eugenics War and WW3::
CmdrBrookeDolan: I'm going to have to disagree with her report. However, just for protocol's sake, I'll be watching your interactions with her and other officers.
Agent DanteSmith: well...for your sake...I'm glad it's over...
Lt Allen Zinthys: Understood.
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::Walks down Halsted. Smiles at the old, faded pride poles::
CmdrBrookeDolan: If I see behavior that consistently support her claim, I'll have to make a note of it.
LtJG Taryn: ::as he looks in the mirror the scar running down the middle of his chest, then glances at the scar right below where is stomach is::
Lt Allen Zinthys: I would expect nothing else.
CmdrBrookeDolan: I'd say just give her a wide berth. If you're usually curt with other people, and that's fine with them, maybe just back off from her.
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks at her cheek as she looks away::
Lt Allen Zinthys: That's the thing. I only talk to her when she speaks to me.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Maybe that's the problem....
CmdrBrookeDolan: Pretend you really like her ... I know it's difficult ... but just be respectful and try not to be too sarcastic. I'm sure she'll come around.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Well, maybe that is the problem.
CmdrBrookeDolan: It's good to have some sort of relationship with the officers with whom you serve, even if it's just enough so that you say hello when you see them in a corridor.
Eden Sitara: I am too. I'm glad I ended it when I did. Really, we never could really talk the same afterwords. He's a bit obsessive. ::chuckles:: But enough about *him* .. ::looks back at Dante::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Or you can share a table with them in the mess hall and have a little small talk.
LtJG Taryn: ::closes his eyes, where he is alittle tired because of the lack of sleep he gets at nite::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Social interaction never was my thing
CmdrBrookeDolan: You might want to work on your interpersonal relationships. Do you have many friends on board?
CmdrBrookeDolan: What about Commander Ruffian?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Thinks:: A couple.
Agent DanteSmith: ::smiles as he looks into her eyes again::
LtJG Taryn: ::opens his eyes, and looks at his hands, which are still bleeding alittle::
Lt Allen Zinthys: I have more of a working relationship with her........
CmdrBrookeDolan: Even if you're not a social extrovert, you need to be able to interact with other people comfortably. Trust me, it makes your job easier if you have someone to talk to on occasion. And for what it's worth, my door is always open.
Lt Allen Zinthys: I think
CmdrBrookeDolan: For anything you need.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::smiles::
Agent DanteSmith: ::finds there faces within .25 meters of each other::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::manages a smile:: That is appreciated.
Eden Sitara: ::puts her glass down, meeting his eyes as they look into hers:: So ... ::being a bit cynical about love and the like, suddenly feels nervous::
LtJG Taryn: ::grabs his shirt, and walks out to have a doctor look at his hands::
Agent DanteSmith: so...
CmdrBrookeDolan: You're a smart man, I'm sure you'll be fine. And I'm going to give you a good evaluation, I can't find anything to complain about.
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks down at her lips...then quickly back to her eyes::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Thank you, Commander
CmdrBrookeDolan: If there's nothing else, you're dismissed. Thank you for your time, Lieutenant.
Eden Sitara: ::leans her face towards his a little, tilting to the side, and her lips just slight-slightly brushing his, but not yet a full kiss::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Nods::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Walks out, his phaser rifle slung over his shoulder::
Agent DanteSmith: ::leans in...and presses his lips against hers firmly::
LtJG Taryn: ::walking toward a TL::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::smiles and leans back, proud of herself for having spread a little joy to a fellow officer:: Now ... who's next ... ?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Walk into the TL:: Deck 7
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks at the Engineering crew manifest::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Belay that. Holodecks.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Hmm ... Caine, Sitara ...
Agent DanteSmith: ::closes his eyes as he leans his whole body into the kiss::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Eden. That's a pretty name. Maybe I'll see her next.
Eden Sitara: ::lets her eyes close, receiving his lips on hers, kissing back gently, finding her hand sliding up his arm and coming to rest on his shoulder, grasping it lightly::
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Sitara+ Commander Dolan to Eden Sitara.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<SHE DID!!>>
Eden Sitara: << Oooh... sucketh!>>
LtJG Taryn: ::falls into a wall, and wakes up..in almost a panic state::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::chuckles evilly::>>
LtJGTommySpark: ::rounds a corner. Walks down street. Approaches quant little apartment building::
LtJGTommySpark: ::Jun's house...::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Walks over to an unoccupied HD::
Agent DanteSmith: <<it's a conspiracy I tell you...>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<You'll have to smooch when I'm off duty!>>
LtJG Taryn: ::turns quicklly behind him to see no one::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Punches in his code::
Agent DanteSmith: ::opens his eyes in shock...leans back::
Eden Sitara: ::blinks, pulling back from Dante's lips, startled at the comm and flustered from the kissing contact::
Eden Sitara: +Dolan+ Ahem ..err, Ensign Sitara here ... um .. do you need something?
Eden Sitara: ::a bit .. breathless::
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Sitara+ Ensign, are you busy?
Agent DanteSmith: ::brushes his uniform nervously::
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::didn't program Jun into this simulation.... didn't have the heart::
Eden Sitara: ::glances at Dante:: +Dolan+ I .. uh, yeah, you could say that ..
Eden Sitara: <<Hehehehe.>>
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::seemed crude to reunite w/ the dead in a holodeck....::
Agent DanteSmith: ::smiles at her::
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Sitara+ Ah, sorry to disturb you. I'll find someone else to bother. Carry on. Dolan out.
LtJG Taryn: ::enters a TL::Sickbay..
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Walks in:: Computer, begin security training program 4904
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks back at her...slight smile:: she did say "carry on".....
Lt Allen Zinthys: Computer> Verifying voice print. Voice print confirmed...
Eden Sitara: ::the comm breaks, glances at Dante:: True .. she did.
LtJG Taryn: ::rubbing his eyes::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks at her list again:: Hmm ... Reynaldi ... Simons ... Slavin ... Smith ...
LtJG Taryn: ::pulls the tape off his hands::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Ah. +Smith+ Commander Dolan to Dante Smith.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <Okay, now that's just wrong!>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::cracks up::>>
Eden Sitara: << LOL! Brooke is the evil romance killer! :P>>
LtJG Taryn: <<lol>>
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel>> :he has this place to remind him of his surrogate dad. His uncle....::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Computer> Configuring rifle for HoloDeck Training.
Agent DanteSmith: ::rolls eyes:: +tap+ Smith here...
LtJGTommySpark: Miguel> ::the man who became his 1st lover.....::
Agent DanteSmith: ::sighs::
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Smith+ Are you busy?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::A recreation of the USS Atlantis::
Agent DanteSmith: +Dolan+ ::slight chuckle:: yes...yes I am...
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Smith+ Ah, so much for most of the S's. As you were. Dolan out.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <2 + 2 = ?>
Eden Sitara: ::leans back on her couch, runs her fingers through her hair, wondering if the walls in the ship have eyes that tell the commander crew when there is almost hanky panky going on::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Smith ... Spark. He never finished his eval with Tempest, did he?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::In the security office::
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Spark+ Commander Dolan to Lieutenant Spark.
LtJG Taryn: ::enters sickbay::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::The boarding party alert goes off::
Eden Sitara: ::looks to Dante:: Well, that was an adventure in uncanny timing .. ::chuckles::
Agent DanteSmith: sheesh... ::looks at Eden...wonders if Atlantis is sentient like Defiant was::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::A firefight ensues with his (holo-) security crew and the Romulan invaders::
Agent DanteSmith: I mean...you can say that again...
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Spark+ Lieutenant Spark, please respond.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Runs out the door and narrowly misses and disruptor bolt going by him::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Turns and disintegrates a Rommie::
Eden Sitara: ::smiles at him, nearly lying down, since her couch is so cushy::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Smiles cruelly:: <m> Now this is what I needed...
LtJGTommySpark: Spark. ::wakes up::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sighs:: Computer, locate Tommy Spark.
LtJG Taryn: <<boy Zinthys, you don't like Romulans do you? lol>>
LtJGTommySpark: Spark +Dolan+ Apologies... I was napping
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Read "another Last Stand" in the log of the month archive>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<did someone say Romulan?!?!?!?!!!!!! ::goes into a rage::>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks at her reclining...can't help but think how beautiful she is::
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Spark+ Oh! I'm sorry to wake you. I was just wondering about the possibility of finishing up your crew eval. But if you're sleeping ... it can wait.
LtJG Taryn: <<we aren't that bad>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Duck-runs to the end of the hall and rolls into a firing stance::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<No, I, personally, like Rommies, however, Allen does not>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<They make good ale>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Taryn's a Rommie???>>
LtJG Taryn: <<LOL, >>
Agent DanteSmith: <<hey...just cause the whole Sec department has issues...>>
Eden Sitara: ::exhales a breath, knowing that he is looking at her; trying to figure out how one gets back to kissing after being interrupted like that::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Halfie>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<See, this is why you should send in your BIOS!!!>>
LtJG Taryn: <<Aye I am half..>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<yeah...shocked me when I tried to kill....err...found out...too>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LoL>>
LtJG Taryn: <<Sorry I have been busy, I have 3/4 of it done>>
LtJGTommySpark: Nah -- we can take care of it now. Just let me get dressed
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<grin>>
LtJGTommySpark: <<Message >from te absentees -- Jason's computer crashed
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Spark+ Really, I don't want to inconvenience you.
LtJGTommySpark: <<Couldn't get online>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<suuuuuuure it did........>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Fires down the hall and blasts one square in the chest::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<It's true, Rachel confirmed it.>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks at his empty glass:: uh...can I have another?
CounselorTempest has entered the room.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Hey!!!! Welcome!!!>
Agent DanteSmith: ::kinda nervous with the feeling of a commander watching::
LtJG Taryn: <<Really? damn I wonder why he didn't answer the phone when I called? Never mind she is online>>
Eden Sitara: Hmm? Oh! Yes .. of course. ::sits up and stands up, taking his glass::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<ROTFLOL>>
CounselorTempest: <<Jason's dad was on the phone.>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Spark+ Have you taken shore leave? That should take precedence.
Agent DanteSmith: <<suuuuuuuure.....>>
LtJG Taryn: <<oh ok i tried to call>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Readjusts and takes another's head off just before he rolls away from two pursuing bolts::
CounselorTempest: <<Meg told me>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Ducks behind a corner::
LtJG Taryn: ::gets his knuckles fixed, exits sickbay::
CounselorTempest: ::doing something somethingly::
Eden Sitara: ::walks over to the replicator, getting him another ginger ale and walks back over, handing it to him::
Agent DanteSmith: ::follows her with his eyes...takes the glass:: thank you very much ::smiles as she sits::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<okay, Eden and Dante, start to kiss again just before I pause the sim ;-)>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::takes a sip and places the glass on the table::
Agent DanteSmith: <<quiet youse!!!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Spark+ Did you go back to sleep? Fine then, as you were.
Agent DanteSmith: ::turns back to her::
Eden Sitara: ::settles next to him, absently touches her lips, still feeling the kiss there almost::
Eden Sitara: << Evil romance killer! ;P>>
CounselorTempest: ::is exceedingly good at her brand of something::
Agent DanteSmith: ::stares back into her eyes::
CounselorTempest: ::is practically a genious at it!::
LtJG Taryn: <<I can hear some Berry White or Marvin Gaye playing in the same room, as Dante and sitara>>
Eden Sitara: << Oh dear lord.. :P>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<get your groove thang on>>
Eden Sitara: << "Let's get it on ... waaaaaaaaaaaaah, let's get it ooooooon!" <g>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<actually...that's Chef>>
CounselorTempest: <<Hold your head and say "waaaah?">>
Agent DanteSmith: ::finds himself close to her again::
Eden Sitara: ::looks back at Dante, feeling nervous again; damn her cynical feelings deep inside::
Agent DanteSmith: <<now I get the real feeling people are watching...>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::blinks::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Glances at the well-polished bulkhead and sees the other two::
Agent DanteSmith: ::starts to lean back toward her::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::works back up the list to the R's:: Hmm ... I guess I get to evaluate HER now, don't I? ::chuckles::
LtJG Taryn: ::walking down the hall::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LOL>>
Eden Sitara: ::it's almost like magnets, leans forward herself::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<here it comes!!!!!!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: *** PAUSE SIM ***