CmdrBrookeDolan: ***BEGIN SIM***
Agent DanteSmith: ::sitting at tac...tryin to relax::
Doctor Caine has entered the room.
LtJGRuder: ::Walking down the corridor of Deck Eight, leaving Tempest's quarters::
Jack Cahalan: ::polishing the bar in Ten-Forward::
LtJGRuder: ::Enters the TL::
Agent DanteSmith: ::hums a little ditty he made up about diplomats and escort duties::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::on the bridge, in the captain's chair::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::once again, perusing paperwork::
CounselorTempest: ::goes to Zuriyev's quarters to tell him the big, revelatory piece of news::
Cdr Sullivan: :::in her office, looking irritated and put out;:::
LtJGRuder: "Computer, Deck 16, Main Engineering."
LtJGRuder: ::Rides TL to Deck 16::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::loathing paperwork::
CounselorTempest: <<Got Spark's voice mail. Leaving a curt message. ;-)>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::wonders why the XO has to do all the damn paperwork::
LtJGRuder: ::Steps out of TL and nods Logan:: Logan, meet me on Level 2, Diagnostic Terminal 2.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<don't be curt, be sweet>>
Cdr Sullivan: <<Why would you leave a message for Curt??>>
LtJGRuder: ::Startled:: Logan> Uh, Aye Sir.
Cdr Sullivan: <<Isn't his name Tim??>>
LtJGRuder: <<Both>>
CounselorTempest: <<Hi, Timmy! It's Rachel. We're waitin' for ya. Love ya. Bye!>>
CounselorTempest: <<Sweet enough?>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<lovely>>
Doctor Caine: <<That'll do>>
CounselorTempest: <<Oh, and with "Did you flake out again?" inserted.>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<::nods in agreement::>>
Cdr Sullivan: <<I think you should have used.... Buh bye... but that will work.>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::begins to twitch from reading too much paperwork::
LtJGRuder: ::Climbs up the ladder to the second level, Logan beats him up there using the lift::
Doctor Caine: <<ta ta for now>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::runs some scans of the area::
LtJGRuder: Logan> What is it, Chief?
Agent DanteSmith: ::gets flight path data >from command, checking for any interesting sights along the way::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::decides she needs an assistant, wonders if there are any lower-ranking officers who would be suitable::
LtJGRuder: Two Words, Red Gryphon...
Doctor Caine: <<Darned new glasses...thought he was running scams of the area>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<hehehe...might not be a bad idea ;-)>>
LtJGRuder: Logan> ::Stares at Ruder:: I don't know...what...your...talking about...
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::scrolls through a list of ensigns, looking for a victim ... er, assistant::
Cdr Sullivan: :::leaves her office and heads in the direction of... dum dum dum..... the lounge:::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Ops, how are our guests faring?
LtJGRuder: Logan, don't toy with me. Do you, or do you not know what I mean?
CmdrBrookeDolan: Ops> Nothing to report, Commander. Smooth sailing.
LtJGRuder: Logan> ::Backing away and then stopping:: I do, is it just you, or another? Silver Wolf, in particular?
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::is bored with paperwork::
LtJGRuder: Wolf too.
Cdr Sullivan: <<Lord.... I didn't get new glasses and I just thought Brooke asked how our guests were *farting*.>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<roflol>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Ops> Gaseous anomalies ahead, Commander!>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev has entered the room.
CounselorTempest: <<Finally!!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::wishes Zuri were still a rear admiral ... ::
Agent DanteSmith: <<heh>>
CounselorTempest: ::sees the Admiral zing to life and walks toward him gingerly::
Doctor Caine: <<Admiral of Vice on the Bridge!>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<good one ;-)>>
CounselorTempest: <<DAmn you!!! You spoiled the log we're writing!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<great, Caine! I can write a whole new haiku!>>
LtJGRuder: <<Me?>>
Cdr Sullivan: :::trips and drops her PADD as she passes security::::
CounselorTempest: <<Meanies.>>
CounselorTempest: <<No, Caine.>>
CounselorTempest: Sir, I have... quite the confession.
Agent DanteSmith: <<:-P>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes, Tempest?
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<I'm really a man.>>
CounselorTempest: <<Well, that is obvious.>>
LtJGRuder: <<LOL!>>
LtJGRuder: Logan> I only know a little bit.
CounselorTempest: Ensign Ruder and I ahve been involved in illicit activity... betraying the ship.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<I've been keeping it secret from you for a while now, but it's time you know the truth.>>
LtJGRuder: Well, fork it over Ensign.
Doctor Caine: ::: arrives in Sickbay :::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::narrows his eyes:: Explain.
LtJGRuder: <<Ahem, Lt. JG>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: +Security+ Dolan to Security. Anything to report?
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<*knew** Ruder couldn't let that slide>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<awww...that blows all my fantasies :-(>>
Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::sitting in the sec office:: +Dolan+ uh....nope
CmdrBrookeDolan: Sec Chief> +Dolan+ Nothing to report, Commander. No security incidents. The envoy is holding up just fine.
Agent DanteSmith: <<bah...ruining fun...;-)>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<sorry, Dante!!! I thought you weren't even here!!!>>
Cherokination has entered the room.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<don't know how I missed you!>>
Cherokination has left the room.
Cdr Sullivan: :::enters the lounge and slinks to a table in the corner... in the shadows::::
CounselorTempest: <<Hey guys, cherokination is a brand new graduate, just out of the academy... and I... er... snatched him up. ;-) He's an AMO - so Caine, have a blast.>>
Agent DanteSmith: <<hey! and you people wanted me to stop bouncing around the room!>>
LtJGRuder: Logan> Garen wants us to get Ilicium Bromide for the demolition and excavation so they can build a crater like thing on Kissen Prime.
Jack Cahalan: ::watches Sullivan slink to the shadows::
LtJGRuder: Excavation? So they aren't planning on killing innocent people, what about him threatening us?
Doctor Caine: ::: looks around, noting that things have been well taken care of while he's been away ::::
CSciAxelalexa has entered the room.
CSciAxelalexa: <<comes running in>>
Cherokination has entered the room.
LtJGRuder: Logan> ::Shakes head:: No, the threat was specifically to get it quicker, Cardassian patrols have been going through the area. The magnecite in the crater guards from sensors.
Cherokination: Hello
Agent DanteSmith: <<isn't it more like scuttling...or somethin...>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Hi Cherokination! Welcome.>>
Doctor Caine: <<Greetings>>
CSciAxelalexa: <<Well, yes. But I have pinchers. be nice to me, I could bite you or something.>>
LtJGRuder: <<Cherokinations! Hello and welcome aboard the USS Atlantis.>>
Cherokination: Thank you all
LtJGRuder: <<Make sure you use the << >> things.>>
Cdr Sullivan: :::relieved that no one from security or medical or... well... anyone else of importance is here:::
LtJGRuder: Damn it!
LtJGRuder: +Tempest+ Lt. Ruder to Commander Rainbird.
CounselorTempest: Just a moment, Alexi.
CounselorTempest: ::fakes a smile::
CSciAxelalexa: ::commits some science::
Jack Cahalan: ::sends a shot of something stiff over to Sullivan::
CounselorTempest: +Ruder+ Yes?
Agent DanteSmith: ::runs some more scans:: hmm...this is just wonderfuly fun...
Jack Cahalan: ::alliterates::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::decides that today is going to be a very slow day, picks up her paperwork and contemplates heading to Ten-Forward::
LtJGRuder: +Tempest+ We need to talk, the stuff for you-know-who is for a completely different purpose than we initially thought.
Cdr Sullivan: <<Man... you can't imagine how badly Suli needs something... *stiff*. :D>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Is anyone on the bridge besides me?>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::raises eyebrows as he overhears::
Agent DanteSmith: <<I'm on bridge>>
CSciAxelalexa: <<You could ask science to invent a stiff drink...>>
LtJGRuder: +Tempest+ Is there somewhere we can talk?
Agent DanteSmith: ::sitting there...drumming fingers on console::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<wow, you're on the bridge and I didn't even notice you? that Valium must really have done the trick!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: Lieutenant Smith, you have the bridge.
CounselorTempest: +Ruder+ Then, Lieutenant, I think you should come up to the ready room and tell the Admiral and I at once.
SinjnHawke has entered the room.
Agent DanteSmith: <<hehehe>>
SinjnHawke has left the room.
Agent DanteSmith: ::pops up:: aye sir!
Cdr Sullivan: :::eyebrows raise in surprise at the shot of something stiff and she takes it gingerly, looking around to see from whence it came::::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::nods at Smith and exits::
LtJGRuder: +Tempest+ ::long pause:: Excuse me?
Agent DanteSmith: ::thinks this might be a chance for some excitement::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sprints to the lounge::
CSciAxelalexa: <<I'm sure we could make something that could be used to strip paint or kill large land mammals>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::walks down to the command area...sits in the big chair::
Agent DanteSmith: ah...
Cdr Sullivan: <<Uh oh.... Brooke is getting territorial. :D>>
CounselorTempest: +Ruder+ Lieutenant, I informed you I was going to tell Zuriyev of our indiscretions, and as I recall you agreed with me. If you have new information, then I think it's time to take off the childish masks and deal with the two of us
CounselorTempest: frankly. Above board.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::checks to make suse she still has her padds, so it looks like she'll be doing paperwork::
CSciAxelalexa: +Bridge+ Hello?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::just waits to see what happens::
Agent DanteSmith: <<uhm...>>
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ hi
LtJGRuder: ::Thinks to himself:: Now who is the traitor.
SinjnHawke has entered the room.
Doctor Caine: ::: sees a PADD:::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::slows down, composes herself, fixes her hair, and enters Ten-Forward::
LtJGRuder: +Tempest+ I am on my way.
Jack Cahalan: ::smiles instantly as Brooke walks in, prepares her a cranberry juice::
CSciAxelalexa: +Bridge+ Oh, great, you're there. I thought I should tell you that there's been a minor accident in science. Nothing serious, but some clouds of gas toxic to lifeforms that are dependent on an oxygen-based environment have been
CSciAxelalexa: loosed.
Cdr Sullivan: :::sees the Commander enter and pushes her chair more deeply into the shadows::::
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ uhm...
SinjnHawke has left the room.
LtJGRuder: ::Walks out of Engineering::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks around nonchalantly, then heads equally nonchalantly to a table::
CSciAxelalexa: +CSci+ The ensign involved is currently asphyxiating, but I got everyone else out.
Doctor Caine: +Bellingham+ Dr. Bellingham, please report to Sickbay at your earliest convenience.
LtJGRuder: ::Enters the TL:: "Deck One, Bridge."
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ can you contain 'em?
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<at least you're calm and collected, Axe>>
CSciAxelalexa: +Bridge+ Well, I'm cleaning up most of it, but some of it got out into the hallways.
LtJGRuder: ::Rides the TL to the bridge and steps out::
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ the gases I mean...
CSciAxelalexa: +Bridge+ I thought you might want to close off this deck to oxygen-breathing lifeforms for a while.
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ uhm...shouldn't you seal off the deck or something?
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ right...
Agent DanteSmith: ::looks at command pad::
CSciAxelalexa: +Bridge+ I don't have those buttons, that's why I'm asking you.
Cdr Sullivan: :::downs her shot and smiles as the liquid fire happily burns through her veins::::
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ uh...which deck is that again?
CSciAxelalexa: +Bridge+ The one with Main Science on it.
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ oh right...thanx
LtJGRuder: ::Walks out onto the Bridge::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sits at the table, going through the dreaded paperwork, feigning interest::
CSciAxelalexa: <<the further adventures of two guys who don't know the deck numbers of the ship>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::seals off Axe's deck...sorry to all tryin to sleep::
CounselorTempest: ::to Alexi, explaining:: I think he's afraid of the maquis.
Cherokination: <AMO>::Wakes up::
CSciAxelalexa: ::walks about cleaning up the toxins::
Jack Cahalan: ::takes the juice to Brooke's table:: Commander, so nice to see you!
Cdr Sullivan: :::silently curses her luck as she realizes that the Commander is between her and the door:::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::frowns and says nothing::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks up, seemingly startled:: Oh, Jack, I didn't even know you were here. ::smiles:: How are you?
Agent DanteSmith: ::sighs...hoping he didn't just kill something::
CounselorTempest: Do you want to wait for him or shall I just start talking?
Jack Cahalan: Just fine, and yourself?
CounselorTempest: ::sits rigidly::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::takes the glass:: Thank you, just what I needed.
LtJGRuder: <<AFRAID?>>
Cherokination: <AMO>::Had spinning. Exactly what Caine put in that drink last night!
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Just wait.
Cherokination: *head
LtJGRuder: ::Walks up to the Ready Room door and pushes the button.::
CounselorTempest: Looks like a moot point.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Enter!
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::smiles:: I'm fine. Just going through this horrid paperwork. ::sighs::
CmdrBrookeDolan: I got bored on the bridge, thought maybe it would be easier to concentrate down here.
LtJGRuder: ::Takes a deep breath and walks through the door into the Room. Stands at attention::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Sets up a few filtration devices to remove the toxic fumes from the air::
CounselorTempest: ::watches Ruder enter the room::
Jack Cahalan: I should leave you to your work, then.
CounselorTempest: ::waits for Zuriyev to take the administrative/organizational role::
CSciAxelalexa: Silly oxygen-dependent creatures...
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::reaches her hand out, puts it on top of his:: That's alright. It doesn't look too busy down here, and I wouldn't mind the company.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer, seal this room, authorization Zuriyev Rho Pi Niner Six three.
CounselorTempest: ::sighs::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer> Room sealed.
Cdr Sullivan: :::sees the hand movement and here eyebrows shoot up::::
Doctor Caine: ::: patiently (no pun intended):::: +Bellingham+ Dr. Bellingham, please report to Sickbay at your earliest convenience.
Jack Cahalan: ::sits at the table with her, his hand still under hers: I'd like that, too.
Cdr Sullivan: <<her, not here>>
Cherokination: <AMO>::Sure, I was beating him at poker. Next thing I knew I was flat out on the floor. I know I had a full boat kings full, when I woke up I had a busted flush. Hmmmmm.
Agent DanteSmith: ::sees another room on the grid seal:: hmm...I didn't do that... ::scratches head::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: All right, people. Talk.
LtJGRuder: ::Gazes at Tempest::
CounselorTempest: Would you rather start? Or shall I?
Cdr Sullivan: :::frowns and thinks to herself::: It must be spring somewhere....
LtJGRuder: You better start.
CounselorTempest: Very well.
CmdrBrookeDolan: So ... about dinner ...
CounselorTempest: Ruder approached me a few days ago with a password.
CounselorTempest: Red Gryphon. It's a maquis signature name.
Jack Cahalan: Still on for tonight?
LtJGRuder: ::Tries to stand at attention, but sways from side to side, watching Tempest::
Agent DanteSmith: ::tries to unseal it...gets a nasty beep accompanied by a flashing message requiring an admiral's clearance:: oops ::frowns::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Of course! Just wanted to check with you, make sure you hadn't forgotten. ::smiles::
Cdr Sullivan: :::consider comming medical and finding out if hormone removal is an option:::
CounselorTempest: Needless to say, it got my attention. He then presented me with a message from the maquis leader Garen Muln. Muln... was the leader of my division when I served in the maquis. He trained me as a tactical officer. He is a man for
Jack Cahalan: Like I would forget such an important appointment?
CounselorTempest: whom I have, in the past, held great respect and loyalty.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Finishes cleaning the air::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::folds his arms over his chest::
CSciAxelalexa: ::notices the ensign still choking to death:: Oops.
CounselorTempest: The message requested six vacuum-sealed cannisters of Callium-Grollide, a compound which can be used for medical purposes. I procured it for him.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Certainly not. I have absolute faith in you.
CSciAxelalexa: +Sickbay+ Sickbay, this is science, is anyone there?
CounselorTempest: In no way should Lieutenant Ruder be blamed for these actions.
CounselorTempest: I took responsibility.
LtJGRuder: ::Stands forward:: No, sir.
CounselorTempest: The cannisters are in my quarters.
LtJGRuder: I was just as active in this as she was, I was the one that transported the canisters there, as was I got them from the Security Offices.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Keep talking. You are not done, I believe.
Cherokination: Doctor Caine, did you perchance tally up the chips from last evenings game of chance?
CmdrBrookeDolan: I was just wondering what you wanted to have for dinner?
Jack Cahalan: Then perhaps I should let you work... I wouldn't want you to miss dinner because of this mess.
Cdr Sullivan: <<Well, well, well.... Doctor Caine. :D>>
CounselorTempest: Lieutenant, I was the superior officer both here and in the maquis... I chose to do this. You bear no responsibility. Legally. ::turning to face him:: Let me protect your career.
Cdr Sullivan: <<:::laughing her ass off::::>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: Don't worry about it. I'm seriously considering taking on an assistant to take care of this drudgery for me.
LtJGRuder: And let the guilt rest on my conscious and eat me alive, I won't do it. I didn't do it in the Maquis, and I won't do it here.
Jack Cahalan: That would be convenient... as for our fare tonight, what is your favorite, Brooke?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::Clears his throat::
CounselorTempest: The message had a time-release... a second message was sent after we procured the Cadmium-Grollide. It requested Ilcium-Bromide which is used solely for the purpose of making weapons.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Looks at the ensign:: Hmmmm, I didn't think mammals could turn that color.
Cdr Sullivan: :::relieved that Calahan did not say something like.... having Brooke for dinner::::
CounselorTempest: This made me uncomfortable.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Well, since you'll be the guest, I'll let you choose. I'll pick next time.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<ha ha, Suli>>
CounselorTempest: It also asked us to sabotage the ship so that the Atlantis would be stopped for a pick-up time.
CounselorTempest: This made me doubly uncomfortable.
LtJGRuder: ::Gazes at Tempest::
CounselorTempest: And finally, it threatened us.
CounselorTempest: With retribution should we refuse to comply.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Threatened?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::laughs::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: The Maquis are bold, but they are not stupid.
Agent DanteSmith: ::sits all comfy like...but a lil uneasy::
CounselorTempest: Whoever Muln is now, he isn't the man I knew. If this is Muln at all. I find it hard to believe he's that ... brainless.
Doctor Caine: ::: to the new doctor ::: You will find the correct amount credited to your account, with a bit extra for your...inconvenience.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Threatening a Vice-Admiral on a sovereign class starship is just plain idiotic.
Cdr Sullivan: <<Is that like leaving a tip on the dresser?>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Either this Muln has lost his mind or that message really was not from the Maquis.
LtJGRuder: ::Steps forward:: May I say something on behalf of the Maquis, and add to the Commander's story?
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ Mr. Axelalexa...the bridge is calling.....
Cherokination: IIcium-bromide. Circa 2356. Highly volatile weopons component. Outlawed by the Federation accords of 2371.
CSciAxelalexa: +Sickbay+ Hey, I've got a minor medical emergency here, so I'm just going to beam him over into sickbay so you guys can help him.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods to Ruder::
CSciAxelalexa: +Bridge+ Hello, bridge, this is Axelalexa, how may I help you?
LtJGRuder: Sir, we speculated on what the Ilicium Bromide was for.
CSciAxelalexa: ::beams the ensign who is currently clawing at his throat over to sickbay::
Doctor Caine: +Axelalexa+ Standing by.
Jack Cahalan: There was a dish on Earth I liked....
Jack Cahalan: Shephard's Pie?
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ uh...yeah...uhm...have you fixed the uh..."problem" yet...
LtJGRuder: After coming to the conclusion it was for weapons, we overlooked a key element that was high possibility.
LtJGRuder: Explosives.
CounselorTempest: Still weapons.
CSciAxelalexa: +Smith+ Yes, the amount of toxins in the air is now back down to acceptable levels.
LtJGRuder: I talked to, someone, and they informed me it was for EXCAVATION of a large crater on Killen Prime.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::winces -- not her favorite, but she'll suck it up for Jack::
CSciAxelalexa: +Smith+ As stated in Starfleet Health Regulations.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::smiles:: Oh! One of my favorites!
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ excellent...shall we unseal the deck now?
CmdrBrookeDolan: No problem. That's an easy one to make.
LtJGRuder: The magnacite in the lower bedrock would interfere with Cardassian sensors, whose parties had been scanning the area throughout the week.
CSciAxelalexa: +Smith+ That sounds like a great idea.
Jack Cahalan: I somehow doubt that... something else?
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::has never made Shepherd's Pie before, has no idea how to do it::
LtJGRuder: They didn't want to fight, they wanted to protect themselves.
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ right...ok...hold on...one sec...
Agent DanteSmith: ::closes his game of solitaire...unseals Axe's deck::
CmdrBrookeDolan: No really, it's fine. I like it. Yum!
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ welp...thereya go...
CounselorTempest: That doesn't hold up with the threat.
Jack Cahalan: I can sense otherwise. ::smiles at her::
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ now please...try to keep things from getting so bad next time
CounselorTempest: If they are using it for humanitarian purposes, then they would have appealed to our moral sense.
LtJGRuder: He needed it, he realized that they were running out of time, what would you have done?
CounselorTempest: That's their only weapon.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: I order both of you to cease contact with Garen Muln and all other members of the Maquis. Immediately and without question.
CounselorTempest: ::nods::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: All records of this will be erased from the logs.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::smiles and hits him playfully:: Hey! No fair!
Jack Cahalan: ::grins:: Sure it's fair.
Cdr Sullivan: :::looks uneasily about... thinking that all this talk of food is going to set her stomach rumbling::::
CSciAxelalexa: +Smith+ Actually, I began acting as soon as the vials were dropped. This was the best I could do by myself. Unfortuantely, it turns out most of you mammals breathe oxygen, and it's hard to clean up toxic gas by myself.
LtJGRuder: Sir, is there any chance we could aid the Maquis, through Federation ties?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: I am aiding the Maquis by not doing anything else about this, Lieutenant.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Okay, well if you're so convinced I don't like Shepherd's Pie, even though I really do ... may I suggest something Italian?
LtJGRuder: Aye, sir.
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ uhm...yes...that...uh...ever tried putting gas masks on your assistants?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: This conversation never took place. Is that understood?
LtJGRuder: ::Nods:: Yes, Admiral.
CounselorTempest: Sir, for various reasons, the Lieutenant felt this threat was worth heeding.
CounselorTempest: Do you plan to take any countermeasures?
Jack Cahalan: I've never had the chance to sample it, but sure. Always looks good on the menus.
Cdr Sullivan: :::cant stand the happiness any longer and discretely has herself beamed from the lounge::::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: No. The Maquis are not a threat to this ship.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::smiles:: Alright. I'll surprise you then. Three courses, and a good red Italian wine. I promise you'll love it..
Cdr Sullivan: :::breathes a sigh of relief as she appears in her office once more::: Home again, Home again... jiggity jig.
LtJGRuder: ::Thinks to himself:: Almight Federation egos...
CSciAxelalexa: +Smith+ Well, ever since the budget cutbacks we don't actually have real gasmasks. Don't tell the others this, they don't know.
CounselorTempest: <<Almighty? :-)>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sees Suli beam out of the corner of her eye:: Odd.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Nothing the Maquis have can even touch a Sovereign Class.
Jack Cahalan: Sounds wonderful, Brooke.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::realizes they're actually alone::
Agent DanteSmith: +CSci+ uhm...
LtJGRuder: ::Thinks to himself:: Except for 20 of their greatest ships...
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Nor would they be stupid enough to attack a Vice Admiral.
Cdr Sullivan: *Caine* Sullivan to Caine.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::gazes into his eyes and whispers:: C'mere ... quick, before someone comes in.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: That would cause Starfleet to hunt them down and stop them for good. They do not want war.
Jack Cahalan: ::smiles and leans closer to her, touching her lips with his::
LtJGRuder: ::Thinks to himself again:: All they want is to protect themselves!!
Doctor Caine: +Sullivan+ Caine here.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::gives him a quick kiss on the cheek, and blushes slightly, then smiles::
CounselorTempest: ::thinks to herself:: Why is Ruder in Starfleet anyway...?
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::whispers:: I have to go, Jack. I'll see you tonight.
Agent DanteSmith: <<I've been wondering just the same thing ;-)>>
Jack Cahalan: Can't wait.
LtJGRuder: <<::Thinks to himself:: Why is Tempest thinking about me?>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<er>>
Agent DanteSmith: ::has helm move around that big asteroid:: never seen one of those while at warp before...
Cdr Sullivan: *Caine* Doctor Caine... I have not had the opportunity to welcome you back aboard the Atlantis. I hope you enjoy your stay, and I expect a full report on your activities since leaving the ship on my desk in the morning.
CSciAxelalexa: <<::thinks to himself about Ruder thinking about tempest thinking about him::>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::brushes his cheek with her fingertips::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::quite blatantly reading Ruder's mind:: And starting a war with the Federation would not serve that goal.
CounselorTempest: ::nicely shielded::
LtJGRuder: <<Ouch, unfair.>>
Jack Cahalan: ::trails his fingers down her arm::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<damn telepaths!!!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::shivers slightly:: Really, I do have to go.
Jack Cahalan: So go then. ::smiles slowly and trails his fingers down her cheek::
LtJGRuder: ::Trying to hide his dismay and anger:: Permission to be dismissed, Admiral? All of your warnings and directions will be heeded. ::Clinches teeth after closing mouth::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::stays where she is, feeling his touch light on her skin::
CounselorTempest: Lieutenant, while this is the wrong time and place for this... possibly the worst...
CounselorTempest: You need to report for psychological counseling.
CounselorTempest: I'll set you up with one of the members of the medical staff who has training in that area.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: They had damned well better be. I will not let this slide a second time. If any further contact is discovered, plan to live out your life in prison.
CSciAxelalexa: <<Yet another crewman needs mental help.>>
LtJGRuder: ::Thinks:: Is she kidding me?
CounselorTempest: Doctor Brian Caine is both sympathetic and an excellent psychoanalist.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<ooh! me! me! I'm a psychologist!!!>>
CounselorTempest: Or Brooke Dolan could serve equally well in that capacity.
Cdr Sullivan: <<Atlantis.... :::cues music::: Ship of the Loonies.....>>
Jack Cahalan: ::leans in and kisses her on the lips again, lingering::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sighs, tries to move, can't::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Is that understood, Lieutenant?
Doctor Caine: <<Ship of Fools?>>'
CSciAxelalexa: <<And/or sex.>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::kisses him back::
LtJGRuder: With all due respect, Commander, I am quite mentally sound. And yes, Admiral, I understand fully.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Good. Now get the hell out of my office. Computer, unseal room, authorization Zuriyev Rho Pi Niner Six Two.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer> Room unsealed.
Agent DanteSmith: ::watches the helmsman work...sighs::
CounselorTempest: Lieutenant, that is an order.
Doctor Caine: +Sullivan+ Your last transmission was garbled. It sounded like you expect a report on your desk in the morning.
Agent DanteSmith: well...guess this isn't any more exciting...
CounselorTempest: ::stands up, slowly, trying to keep herself from shaking on the exterior::
LtJGRuder: ::Walks out of the Ready Room and up the steps and into the TL::
CounselorTempest: ::glances to Alexi, wondering whther she'll find comfort or angry words when they are alone again::
LtJGRuder: Deck 16, Main Engineering.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<no comfort for you!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<anger! wrath! growling!>>
CSciAxelalexa: <<No Soup for you!>>
CounselorTempest: ::starts to speak to him::
Cdr Sullivan: *Caine* :::narrows her eyes::: Don't make me kick your ass to get it.
CounselorTempest: ::then chickens out:: I, er, think there's a new aMO... on the lower decks... I should...
LtJGRuder: ::Talks to himself in TL:: Counseling? What the hell is she thinking?
CounselorTempest: ::leaves quickly and heads to the turbo-lift:: Sickbay.
Jack Cahalan: ::takes the hand that was caressing her cheek and trails it through her hair::
CounselorTempest: ::enters the sickbay room, and looks around:: ::sees Caine working dilligently, and smiles in his direction, not wanting to interrupt his task::
CSciAxelalexa: <<Well, you *are* talking to yourself>>
LtJGRuder: She can take those counseling sessions, and shove them up her ass, as far as I am concerned there is no chance in hell.
LtJGRuder: God forbide you help out a friend in need.
LtJGRuder: ::Steps out into Main Engineering::
LtJGRuder: ::Logan walks up to him::
LtJGRuder: Logan> So, what about the Ilicium...
Cherokination: ::Looks up from his station::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::frowns at nothing in particular::
CounselorTempest: ::puts her hand to her temple, clearing her head as she tries to remember the face of the new man... what he possibly looks like...::
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::*loves* when people play with her hair::
LtJGRuder: Ensign Logan, if I hear you speak of anything related to the Maquis, I will have you turned into the Admiral, understood?
CounselorTempest: Oh. ::sees the man look up from his station:: Hello. ::forces a smile, thinks she manages to get it to appear genuine:: I'm Counselor Tempest Rainbird.
LtJGRuder: Logan> ::Shaken up:: Yes, yes sir, definitely.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::stands with her eyes closed, still not moving::
LtJGRuder: <<Tempest, AKA the Devil>>
LtJGRuder: <<Just joking, Tempest, you know I love ya...>>
CounselorTempest: << {S Aton} >>
CmdrBrookeDolan: Ten-Forward Door> ::swishes open as someone walks in::
Doctor Caine: ::smiles, remembering how close she's come in the past::: +Sullivan+ You may try....
Cherokination: Counselor Rainbird. John Bellinham Wolk fang Ms.
CmdrBrookeDolan: Brooke> ::jumps back, composes herself quickly::
CounselorTempest: <<Damn, did that play for anyone?>>
CSciAxelalexa: << {S Aton} ?>>
Jack Cahalan: ::chuckles for a half-second::
Cdr Sullivan: <<Nope.>>
CounselorTempest: <<It's Flanders saying: "Hi, let me introduce myself. I'm the devil!">>
Cdr Sullivan: *Caine* Try? There is no try.
LtJGRuder: Mr. Logan, you are dismissed, you are in charge of Engineering...
CSciAxelalexa: <<I miss him.>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::speaking loudly:: Yes, Mr. Cahalan, thank you for the drink. I must get back to the bridge. Good afternoon.
Jack Cahalan: <w> See you tonight, Brooke.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<I didn't think those work in AIM rooms, do they?>>
LtJGRuder: Logan> Is it time for your shift to end?
CounselorTempest: It's quite a pleasure... ::tries to figure out which name to address him by and gives up::... Doctor.
CmdrBrookeDolan: << {S megsbed} >>
LtJGRuder: Yes, goodnight.
CounselorTempest: <<I was JUST about to do that!>>
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::smiles and blushes, hurries out::
LtJGRuder: ::Walks into the TL:: Deck Ten, Forward Lounge.
LtJGRuder: ::Rides the TL And steps out onto a corridor on Deck Ten::
Cherokination: Hi. John please. My lord!
Jack Cahalan: ::chuckles as he goes back to the bar::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<We *really* need to make a {S jaysbed}>>
LtJGRuder: ::Walks into the TL::
CounselorTempest: John, I think I can handle that.
LtJGRuder: ::Walks up to the Bar, in which Jack is behind, sits down and slams his head into the bar::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<This is what it would be ... >>
CmdrBrookeDolan: << ... >>
CounselorTempest: ::lets a truly genuine smile slip forth:: How are you adjusting to the ship? Is there anything I can do to help you out?
CmdrBrookeDolan: << ... >>
CmdrBrookeDolan: << ... >>
Doctor Caine: +Sullivan+ You know where to find me, Commander.
CmdrBrookeDolan: << HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!>>
Agent DanteSmith has left the room.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: << ::stares at Brook evilly:: >>
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::snorts like a filly::>>
LtJGRuder: ::Sits up, and stares at Jack::
CSciAxelalexa: <<::Mewls like a hamster::>>
Jack Cahalan: Looks like you need a drink, Lieutenant.
LtJGRuder: Something strong, potent, and with a large amount of alcohol...
Cherokination: Twould seem to be that all of the celestial beauty in the universe hath decended upon this ship Counselor.
LtJGRuder: <<Twould?>>
Cherokination: I am adjusting just fine Counselor.
Doctor Caine: :::: looks over at the counselor and new doctor, raises an eyebrow :::
LtJGRuder: <<Nation, AVOID HER! She has me drinking my sorrows away, a hint of warning, LOL>>
Cherokination: (poetic license when it the presence of a goddess)
LtJGRuder: ::Looks at Jack:: Do you have something that sounds like that?
Cdr Sullivan: :::shakes her head and chuckles::: *Caine* No... seriously. I've got reports to make and security issues to address.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<goodness!! first day on the ship, and already he knows right where his lips should go!!>>
Jack Cahalan: ::gets The Bottle and pours him one::
LtJGRuder: <<I think I am going to be sick>>
CounselorTempest: ::blushes::
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<I'm next, you can find me on the bridge.>>
Cdr Sullivan: <<I just ate!!>>
CounselorTempest: Well, thank you. ::chuckles lightly:: Not every day I get a greeting like that.
CmdrBrookeDolan: ::enters the bridge::
LtJGRuder: ::Puts hand out for the drink::
CmdrBrookeDolan: Mr. Smith, I have the bridge.
CounselorTempest: And my halo's slipped off and everything.
CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Oh, Tempest, eat it up, you LOVE IT.>>
Cherokination: I was speaking platonically Ma'am. In the essence of Plutarch. (right)
Cdr Sullivan: <<And I'm Doris Day.>>
LtJGRuder: ::strains towards the drink:: Jack, give it to me, I need a drink, more than ever...
CounselorTempest: I'm fuzzy on Greek... that's Greek, right?
Cherokination: Yes Conselor.
CounselorTempest: Never quite got my Earth history down. I was a lazy student.
Doctor Caine: +Sullivan+ Some of my activities have been a matter of security, but I shall see what I can do.
Agent DanteSmith has entered the room.
Jack Cahalan: ::it's sitting on the bar::
Jack Cahalan: ::chuckles::
Cherokination: Well Italian actually.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Shouts several curses in his own tongue and a few other languages he's picked up:: It's gotten out!
LtJGRuder: ::Grabs the drink, not noticing and downs the entire glass::
Agent DanteSmith: ::comes to on bridge:: whoah...musta dozed off there...
VAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM