VAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGINS IM
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::in his RR, arranging the meeting with the USS Federation::
Cdr Sullivan: :::in her office, being her normally morose self:::
CounselorTempest: ::leads Northan Lait to a diplomatic suite:: I imagine you'd like some privacy.
CounselorTempest: Northan> Actually, I'd like some company.
Ensign D Reyals: ::looking over his sparsely decorated quarters::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::sitting at his desk in the Security office, tapping on a PADD::
EnsJBellingham: ::In the bay waiting for the new doctor to arrive::
Lt TKirr: ::in Ruder's office, as she had been summoned there::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::steps out onto the bridge and directs the helm officer to the coordinates of the rendezvous::
EnsJBellingham: ::Reading his file on the PADD::
CounselorTempest: ::looks slightly stricken:: Oh, er.
LtJGRuder: ::Rucinsky hath left::
LtJGRuder: T'Kirr, I am in the bit of a dilemma.
Lt TKirr: ::crosses her hands behind her back:: Explain.
Ensign D Reyals: Well, I guess I had better find a doctor, before they come looking for me.
LtJGRuder: ::Taps more buttons on the pounds and pounds of PADDs that has littered his desk::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Warp six. Execute.
CSciAxelalexa: ::looks over the data:: So, the RPW, that's rocking per words, of the subject is not easily graphed.
Ensign D Reyals: ::deep sigh:: <m> I REALLY hate doctors.
Lt TKirr: <<::drools:: Ah, a serious, functional sim...>>
Cdr Sullivan: :::reads over a report or two and stretches her legs beneath her desk before curling them back beneath herself:::
LtJGRuder: ::Looks to her:: I need to set up a presentation to the Admiral on the annual progress and problems with the Engineering department, and have no idea where to start.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Helm> ::engages warp engines, Atlantis streaks off to the nearby Federation::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::taps:: +Reyals+ Ensign Reyals, report to the security office.
CounselorTempest: Northan> Just a quick meal together. I've, er... :;strokes his newly shaven face:: Social life when homeless is not the best.
LtJG Taryn has entered the room.
EnsJBellingham: ::Waits in the bay for the new Ensign to arrive::
CounselorTempest: ::nods:: Why don't I take you down to ten forward?
CounselorTempest: Northan> Ten forward?
Lt TKirr: Perhaps you should start with an overview.
Cdr Sullivan: Solitaire> :::looks at the closed door to the inner sanctum and stifles a sigh::::
LtJGRuder: That is the thing, I don't really know what to include in the overview...
CounselorTempest: A meeting place where the crew gathers.
CounselorTempest: Northan> Oh, like a club?
CounselorTempest: Kind of. A dining hall, anyway. Beautiful view.
Ensign D Reyals: +Zin+ Sir, I am scheduled to recieve my physical, what would you like me to do first, Sir?
LtJGRuder: ::Shuffles through the PADDs again::
LtJGRuder: Potter> ::Walks into his office and tosses another PADD among the rest::
Lt TKirr: ::shifts her weight, gazing at the moving mound of PADDs::
LtJGRuder: Thank you, Ensign. ::Potter leaves the room::
CounselorTempest: Northan> That would be wonderful, thank you.
Ensign D Reyals: <m> That didn't take long
Lt TKirr: What are these?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Taryn, ETA to the USS Federation's position?
CounselorTempest: ::takes a few steps downthe hall as Northan enters his quarters to freshen up::
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Reyals+ Get your physical first. When that's done, contact me.
Cdr Sullivan: :::looks up and narrows her eyes at the door and then looks back down at her work, detailing the events of her dealings for Intell:::
LtJG Taryn: 3 mins sir
Jordan Toreek has entered the room.
Ensign D Reyals: +Zin+Sir, yes Sir!
Cdr Sullivan: <<Welcome back, Toreek!>>
CounselorTempest: +ALL CREW+ Our guest is going to be joining me in ten forward for a pleasant conversation and some drinks. Please feel free to join us if you're able or willing.
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Reyals+ Zinthys, out.
Ensign D Reyals: ::heads out to look for sickbay::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Excellent. Hail the Federation and let them know of our proximity.
CounselorTempest: ::returns to Northan's quarters and extends him her arm::
Ensign D Reyals: ::enters TL::
EnsJBellingham: ::Looks up as Reyals enters::
LtJGRuder: ::Taps the PADDs::
Cdr Sullivan: :::wrinkles her nose::: Socializing....
CounselorTempest: :;walks with him down to ten forward and takes a seat at the bar::
LtJGRuder: Any ideas?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks around at the PADDs on his desk::
Ensign D Reyals: Computer, what level is Sickbay?
Jordan Toreek: <thx... ::mutters about AOhelL>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Gets up and walks to the TL::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Deck 1.
Lt TKirr: ::hears the Counselor's request over the com, telling herself she is *far* too busy for such things::
Ensign D Reyals: Com>Deck 15
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::TL whirrs to a stop at deck 1::
Ensign D Reyals: ::strokes chin::
Ensign D Reyals: Deck 10
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Walks to the bridge::
LtJGRuder: ::Tosses the PADDs around::
LtJGRuder: ::Stares at one::
CSciAxelalexa: Well, I suppose I could stop this study for a few moments, to study the new specimen the crew brought aboard.
Jordan Toreek: ::walks into Sickbay and looks around::
Lt TKirr: Are these PADDs all information of the past year?
CSciAxelalexa: ::Heads towards Ten Forward::
Ensign D Reyals: ::Lift starts off for deck 10, arriving there within a few moments::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Takes his station::
LtJGRuder: The maintanence report for the power injectors in the Warp Manifold three weeks ago. ::Tosses it across the room::
Cdr Sullivan: :::looks at the PADD, looks at the door, looks at the PADD:::
Ensign D Reyals: ::walsk down the hall to 10 forward::
EnsJBellingham: ::Welcome Doctor, you are just in time for Reyals physical::
Jordan Toreek: ::checks in and starts going over crew reports, trying to get aquainted with the ship::
LtJGRuder: ::Shakes his head at T'Kirr:: No, just over the past four months.
Ensign D Reyals: ::looks impressed:: <m> Not bad
LtJGRuder: ::Picks up one:: Power relay information of replacement and working order.
Jordan Toreek: ::looks up and smiles to Bellingham::
LtJGRuder: ::Picks another one:: Dilithium matrix recalibrations over the last three months.
Cdr Sullivan: :::stands and exits into the reception area:::
Lt TKirr: ::lifts her brows:: Shouldn't they be entered into the Main Computer by now?
EnsJBellingham: Ensign Reyals. Welcome. Have a seat on biobed 3.
CounselorTempest: ::smiles at the people as they enter ten forward::
Cdr Sullivan: Solitaire> :::looks up, startled:::
Cdr Sullivan: Go.
Ensign D Reyals: <<Doc, I'm in 10 forward>
LtJGRuder: ::Another:: Antimatter cycle information.
CounselorTempest: Hello, everyone! Have you met our guest, Northan Lait?
CounselorTempest: He's had a very interesting life.
Cdr Sullivan: Solitaire> Pardon?
CounselorTempest: What would you like to drink, Northan
LtJGRuder: ::Stares at T'Kirr:: Of course they are entered, but I need the information for a presentation. That doesn't help me if it is in the Main Computer, now does it?
Ensign D Reyals: ::sneaks ove rto the bar tender:: <m> A shot, Rigialian whiskey.
Cdr Sullivan: :::takes the PADD from Solitaire's hand::: Go to the reception or whatever it is.
Cdor N Weiss has entered the room.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Arrives in Ten Forward::
LtJG Taryn: The Federation is hailing us...
EnsJBellingham: Crew member Reyals presents at the bay. A close examination shows a well developed Male of approximately 28.
Cdr Sullivan: Solitaire> But.... But... Commander.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: On screen.
Lt TKirr: They would be easier to cross reference if in the same database then strewn out in separate PADDs.
Ensign D Reyals: ::grabs the shot and downs it::
Ensign D Reyals: Ahhh, much better
Cdr Sullivan: Just go... please.
Lt TKirr: Perhaps that is where you should start before you assemble an overview.
Cdr Sullivan: Get out.
LtJGRuder: <<Drinking on duty, are we? :-)>>
CounselorTempest: Good evening, Axelalexa.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Capt. Dorek> Admiral, we are here as requested to receive your witness.
CounselorTempest: Lait> Just, er, fruit juice. I used to drink, but I've sobered up.
Ensign D Reyals: <w> I better get out of here before someone sees me
Jordan Toreek: ::finds and quiet place to start going over the files, knowing she has alot of work ahead of her::
Cdr Sullivan: Solitaire> Yes, Ma'am.
CounselorTempest: ::nods:: I'll join you. Fruit juice please, barkeep.
EnsJBellingham: Alveolar-arterial oxygen gradient is high do to the recent comsumption of a stimulant.
CSciAxelalexa: Evening, Couneslor. When do we begin the study of the subject?
Ensign D Reyals: ::heads out to the TL:
LtJGRuder: You are right. ::Stands and walks to a terminal::
Cdr Sullivan: Solitaire> ::::scurries out of the office and to 10F:::
CounselorTempest: ::smiles:: It isn't a study, it's a socialization.
CounselorTempest: Northan, this is our science officer, Axelalexa.
Lt TKirr: <<lol Axe>.
CounselorTempest: He's a student of humanoid behavior.
Jordan Toreek: ::looks over to Bellingham:: are You going to go to Ten-Forward at all?
LtJGRuder: ::Looks up:: maybe I could forget this for now and go get a drink, you up for something to drink?
LtJGRuder: ::Taps the console::
Ensign D Reyals: ::walks into Sickbay::
CounselorTempest: <<Can we make life easier on me and use a * for people in 10F? Sorry, I should be able to sort it out, but I just can't. :-P >>
Cdr Sullivan: ::returns her office, where she sits at her desk and stares blankly at the information that she has been working on::::
Jack Cahalan has entered the room.
EnsJBellingham: Yes, when my shift is over.
Jordan Toreek: ::smiles over to Ensign Reyals as He enters:: hello there... how can i help you?
Cdr Sullivan: <<Welcome, Jack!>>
Jack Cahalan: <<Sorry that I'm late - who needs drinks?>>
Lt TKirr: ::enjoys the idea of having a drink with Ruder, but remembers she is supposed to be avoiding Ten Forward::
CounselorTempest: <<Northan Lait and myself will have fruit juice.>>
Ensign D Reyals: Yes, I am Ensign Dalvo Reyals
LtJGRuder: ::Stares at her:: Well?
CSciAxelalexa: ^.^;; ::looks over the subject:: Of course is isn't a study. (w) Great idea, so we can catch his reactions without him trying to perform.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Thank you, Captain. Standby - our guest is partaking of dinner.
Lt TKirr: ::attempts to think of an excuse::
EnsJBellingham: You run along if you want Toreek. I can hold down the fort here.
LtJGRuder: ::Taps the console again, and the recycles all of the PADDs back into the replicator::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Dorek> Yes, Admiral. Dorek out.
Cdr Sullivan: *Solitaire> :::enters the area and watches from a distance:::
CounselorTempest: ::glances to Axelalexa and refuses to state, wondering if an unstated complicity would be the best tactic in this case::
Lt TKirr: Perhaps....
Jordan Toreek: ahhh, yes, here for Your physical. Dr. Bellingham was telling me that you'd be coming in
EnsJBellingham: HEllo Reyals. Welcome.
Jack Cahalan: ::delivers the fruit juice to Tempest and Lait::
LtJGRuder: ::Smiles:: Good! ::Walks out of Engineering::
LtJGRuder: ::Approaches the TL doors::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Scans the outlying areas for hostiles::
Ensign D Reyals: Doctor.. ::nods::
CounselorTempest: *::uses her own request::
LtJGRuder: ::Motions T'Kirr in first:: Ladies' first, please...
Ensign D Reyals: I was told I need to be checked out...
Jack Cahalan: ::Scans along the bar, looking for empty glasses::
EnsJBellingham: Have a seat on Biobed 3 Ensign Reyals
Lt TKirr: ::draws her brows together, wondering how she managed to let an objection pass, and resignedly walks out of Ruder's office::
Ensign D Reyals: ::takes a seat::
CSciAxelalexa: * Hmm, so, Mr. Lait, where are you from? What is the local culture like on your planet?
CounselorTempest: *Northan> ::finishes the drink:: This has been very pleasant, ma'am.
Jordan Toreek: ::frowns at Dr. Bellingham::
LtJGRuder: ::Still offers T'Kirr to enter first::
Ensign D Reyals: <m> A whole Physical...
CounselorTempest: *Northan> We're good people, really, just a bit overeager.
Lt TKirr: ::enters the lift::
CounselorTempest: *Northan> ::points outside the viewport:: Is that the vessel?
LtJGRuder: ::Follows her in:: Deck 10.
Jordan Toreek: Of course Reyals, a whole physical is required
CounselorTempest: It looks like it... +Zuri+ Have we rendezvoused with the transport ship?
LtJGRuder: ::Rides the TL to Deck 10 and walks into Ten Forward::
Cdr Sullivan: LtCol Chipman> :::buzzes the USS Atlantis in welcome, doing a neatly executed barrel roll in her Scorpio Beta fighter::::
Lt TKirr: ::stands rather stiffly, avoiding eye contact with Ruder::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +Tempest+ Yes, we have.
Lt TKirr: ::follows Ruder into Ten Forward::
Ensign D Reyals: ::looks at Toreek:: Dalvo, please... call me Dalvo.
Jack Cahalan: :::watches the fighter outside the window::
LtJGRuder: ::Nods to Jack:: Jack, my friend, how are you this evening?
CounselorTempest: *Northan> If it's all right, I'd like to go there now. ::sets down his fruit juice:: I've enjoyed this, but... I'm eager to save lives.
CounselorTempest: Of course, Mr. Lait.
Jordan Toreek: ::smiles::of course Dalvo... Mine's Jordan.
EnsJBellingham: ::Scans his basal body temp and finds it within normal parameters, his blood pressure is 120/80, high normal.::
CounselorTempest: ::looks to Axelalexa to judge his reaction::
Jack Cahalan: Pretty good, thanks. How about you?
LtJGRuder: * ::Approaches and pulls out a stoll for T'Kirr::
Ensign D Reyals: ::offers his hand:: Nice to meet you.. Jordan.
Lt TKirr: ::glances at Tempest and Lait, then turns away, hoping they won't notice her::
LtJG Taryn: ::sees his shift is over, and let's the ensign take over at helm::
LtJGRuder: * I've been better.
Jordan Toreek: ::shakes his hand:: nice meeting you as well Dalvo
CounselorTempest: +Zuriyev+ Mr. Lait is eager to board.
EnsJBellingham: Dr. Toreek, will you check his brathing, circulation, and muscular tone please?
LtJGRuder: Pineapple juice, Jack, mixed with a Strawberry Puree, please...
Lt TKirr: ::takes the stool, sitting, concentrating on what she should order::
CSciAxelalexa: * : :looks over Lait::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +Tempest+ Escort him to the transporter room, then.
CounselorTempest: *::gently nudges Lait out of the ship and back up to his quarters where he can take the few pieces of clothing he's replicated for himself over the past few days::
Ensign D Reyals: Hmmm, Betazoid?
LtJGRuder: ::Turns to T'Kirr:: What shall the lady have?
Jack Cahalan: ::makes the drink for Ruder:: Here you are.
Ensign D Reyals: ::looks Jordan over::
CounselorTempest: *::then escorts him back through the ship to the transporter room::
Jordan Toreek: only half Betazoid Dalvo
LtJGRuder: ::Takes a sip:: That is great, Jack, thank you very much.
Ensign D Reyals: Ah...
Ensign D Reyals: It shows
LtJG Taryn: ::enters TL::
Jack Cahalan: You're welcome.
CounselorTempest: Northan Lait> ::climbs on the padd::
Lt TKirr: Pineapple juice will be fine.
CounselorTempest: +Zuriyev+ Mr. Lait is prepared for departure.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +Tempest+ Give him my best wishes.
Jordan Toreek: ::takes a med scanner out and checks Dalvo over:: Well, can You figure out other parts Dalvo?
Ensign D Reyals: ::smiles a bit::
CounselorTempest: ::smiles:: From all of us, our best wishes.
LtJGRuder: T'Kirr, have you been since we last talked, it was on the Holodeck during the Roman food program, wasn't it?
Lt TKirr: ::lets out her breath now that the Lait party has gone on its way::
CounselorTempest: ACTION: Lait beams to the transport vessel.
CounselorTempest: ::enters the turbo-lift and returns to the bridge, takes the counselor's chair::
CounselorTempest: What now?
Ensign D Reyals: ::looks closer:: hmmm, I would say... Human...
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The USS Federation warps away with a farewell message.]
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Incoming distress call.
EnsJBellingham: My scan shows a mild cervical intraepitheliar neoplasia but its of a mild nature. I believe he is fit for duty. Is that your conclusion Dr. Toreek?
Jordan Toreek: ::smiles:: so far so good... one last one to go.
Cdr Sullivan: <That was convenient>>
Ensign D Reyals: A what?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::taps:: Sir, incoming distress signal.
Ensign D Reyals: Doctor?
Jordan Toreek: Yes Dr. Bellingham. He is.
Ensign D Reyals: Englsih, or Rigiaian, please?
LtJG Taryn: <<Man I just left the bridge too>>
Cdr Sullivan: <<That will teach you. :D>>
Lt TKirr: ::waits for her drink from Jack:: I have been fine.
CounselorTempest: ::rises:: ::goes down to sickbay, sensing that any adjustment meetings she needs to do are likely to have to happen immediately before an incoming wave of patients::
Jordan Toreek: ::shakes her head at Bellinghams beside manner, frowning a bit::
EnsJBellingham: It comes from consuming beverages of an alchoholic nature Ensign Reyals.
Jack Cahalan: ::hands TKirr her drink:: Here you are, ma'am.
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Point 'n' laugh! Point 'n' laugh!::>>
LtJGRuder: Good, I guess. ::Notes the no enthusiasm in her voice::
CounselorTempest: ::takes the turbo-lift to sickbay, and looks over the merical staff::
LtJG Taryn: ::enters his small room, and walks ove rto his bed::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Put it up.
CounselorTempest: +Taryn+ I think they'd appreciate your expert skill on the bridge.
LtJGRuder: ::Thinks:: She is Vulcan, remember, no enthusiasm.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir. ::Patches the distress signal through::
Ensign D Reyals: Ah... is it serious?
Lt TKirr: ::takes the pineapple juice, nodding thanks to Jack::
Ensign D Reyals: It sounds deadly
Ensign D Reyals: I think
EnsJBellingham: Not all all in its mild form.
Jordan Toreek: ::chuckles softly:: no, it's not that serious
LtJGRuder: ::Turns to the barkeep:: So Jack, what is your favorite drink here?
CounselorTempest: ::looks over Bellingham and Toreek and notices the other new officer, Reyals, is here as well, then quietly ducks out the door again::
EnsJBellingham: You will be fine.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Capt. Hollister> To anyone who gets this! The Lexington is under attack by a large organic lifeform! It appears to be digesting our hull... please respond!
Ensign D Reyals: Oh, okay... Do i need surgery or something?
Jack Cahalan: There are so many good ones. I can't decide, really.
EnsJBellingham: Welcome Counselor.
LtJG Taryn: ::gets out of uniform,a nd changes::
Cdr Sullivan: <<Oh, Prophets... not THAT thing again!>>
Jack Cahalan: Martinis have a lot of class.
CounselorTempest: ACTION: Another ship, the USS Metis, Intrepid class, is also in range of the distress signal.
LtJGRuder: <<Not the purple Goo again!>>
Jordan Toreek: Dalvo, it's nothing to worry about. ::whipsers to Dalvo:: i think He's just trying to show off by using big words
LtJGRuder: Really, regular martinis, what is your favorite exotic drinks.
EnsJBellingham: A surgical procedure is not indicated Ensign
Ensign D Reyals: Oh, okay.
LtJGRuder: Bolian Jukna-Kias are the best.
CSciAxelalexa: ::heads back to science::
Jack Cahalan: Well, define exotic. What's exotic for me might be normal for you.
Ensign D Reyals: well, thats good Doc, I mean, wouldn't you hate to scar up something this well put together?
LtJG Taryn: ::exits his room, and head to get a nice dinner at 10 forward::
Jordan Toreek: so Dalvo, any guess on the last part of my Ethnicity?
Ensign D Reyals: ::grins::
CounselorTempest: <<lol reyals>>
LtJGRuder: What is the weirdest thing that you have drank?
Cdr Sullivan: <<:::gags:::>>
Lt TKirr: ::sips her pineapple juice and attempts to relax, content to just listen to Cahalan and Ruder. After all, she is off duty::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Helm, set a course for the Lexington. Warp nine.
EnsJBellingham: I think you are fit to serve. ::Records his recommendation in the database::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Execute.
CounselorTempest: ::returns to the bridge and sits in her chair::
Jordan Toreek: ::checks Dalvo up head to foot and smiles:: Aye, it would be a shame
Jack Cahalan: I had a pan-galactic gargleblaster once.
CounselorTempest: ::makes a quick note to the senior staff that the new crewmen seem to be adjusting nicely::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Blinks as the stars blur::
EnsJBellingham: Do you concur Dr. Toreek?
Ensign D Reyals: Oh, you didn't hear me before.. i guessed Human, Jordn.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Goes about graphing the RPW again::
LtJGRuder: ::Blinks motionlessly at Cahalan::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The USS Metis responds as well.
LtJGRuder: ::Swallows hard:: What did you say?
Jack Cahalan: AFter two months in rehab, I was fine. Don't worry.
Jordan Toreek: Aye, am 1/4 human Dalvo... there's another quarter you are missing.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir, the USS Metis is on its way as well.
Jack Cahalan: A pan-galactic gargleblaster, of course.
Lt TKirr: ::hears the ship go to warp, wondering what they are off to::
Ensign D Reyals: Hmmmm
LtJGRuder: ::Steps back off the chair, staring at Jack::
CounselorTempest: ACTION: Long distance scans of the Lexington reveal that the ship is in very poor condition, deteriorating from unknown non-mechanical causes. Another large object looms on the sensor array, but it is at the moment indefinable.
Jordan Toreek: of course Dr. Bellingham. ::makes some notes on her findings, then pushes her hair over her slightly pointed ears... very slightly pointed::
LtJGRuder: ::Images of people being slaughtered by Cardassians flash through his head::
Ensign D Reyals: ::closes eyes a moment, and then looks her dead i nthe eye:: Vulcan
LtJGRuder: ::He stumbles around::
Jack Cahalan: What's the matter, Brad?
LtJGRuder: ::Images of the message and Tempest and the Maquis, and voices run through his head::
Cdr Sullivan: :::feels the ship lurch into warp and stands up:::
Jordan Toreek: ::laughs softly:: Aye. Very good Dalvo
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir, the Lexington is breaking down. Cause unidentifiable, although the organism that the distress signal referred to may be a clue.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Helm, ETA to the Lexington's positon?
CounselorTempest: ::glances up at Zinthys:: Is security prepared to delegate officers to the other ship?
Lt TKirr: ::looks at Ruder, concerned::
LtJGRuder: ::mutters something indistinguishable:: 'Muln'...
LtJGRuder: ::Stumbles around::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axelalexa+ Zuriyev to Axelalexa!
Jordan Toreek: i assume You are Human and Rigelian.
CounselorTempest: Sir, should I contact Engineering?
Ensign D Reyals: <M>Definitly vulcan... ::does't try to hide his more then slight growl, wit ha smile::
EnsJBellingham: Yes, I believe our new Medical Officer is partly Vulcan. That will be a good asset to the Bay.
Lt TKirr: ::jumps off the stool deftly and grabs Ruder's arm, supporting him::
Lt Allen Zinthys: I'll get on it, Commander.
LtJGRuder: ::Images of dead bodies fill his head, and Cardassians around him::
LtJG Taryn: ::enters 10 forward glances around, and walks over to an empty table in the corner::
Ensign D Reyals: Well, Jordan, you just scanend me, that's not exactly fair, now, is it?
LtJGRuder: ::Starts lashing out, as if to attack the figures he sees::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Yes, Counselor.
Lt Allen Zinthys: There is also something else.
LtJGRuder: ::Sees a figure enter, it is Taryn, but he sees a Cardassian::
Jack Cahalan: +Security+ Security to Ten-Forward!
LtJGRuder: ::He swings at Taryn, not realizing his actions::
Lt TKirr: ::flinches as Ruder thrashes::
Cdr Sullivan: :::looks indecisive for the first time in her life::::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Puts the unidentifiable object on the viewscreen::
Jordan Toreek: well, that is true Dalvo, but would have been fairly easy to guess because how many people know Rigelian?
CounselorTempest: +Ruder+ Lieutenant Ruder, we are following the trail of a distress signal from the USS Lexington. Scans indicate that their ship is breaking down, but can not isolate a mechanical problem.
CSciAxelalexa: +Zuri+ This is Axe.
LtJGRuder: +Tempest+ ::No response::
Jordan Toreek: and is there something wrong with being part Vulcan Dalvo?
CSciAxelalexa: +Zuri+ How may I be of assistance?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +Axe+ Report to the bridge.
CounselorTempest: +Ruder+ Lieutenant Ruder, respond pleas.e
Lt TKirr: Lieutenant Ruder! Stand down!
LtJGRuder: ::Stumbles around, more images run through his head::
Ensign D Reyals: No, if anything, there are alot of thing right abotu being part vulcan.
CounselorTempest: Computer, locate Lieutenant Ruder.
CSciAxelalexa: ::heads towards the bridge, putting down his mapping experiment::
LtJGRuder: "They...they...died because of me...I could have helped..."
CounselorTempest: Computer> Lieutenant Ruder is in ten forward.
CounselorTempest: ::heads down in the turbo-lift::
Ensign D Reyals: <w> The full blooded ones can kil lyou, if your not careful... if you know what I mean.
LtJGRuder: ::falls to one knee::
Jack Cahalan: +Security+ I need security in ten-forward, please respond!
CounselorTempest: ::enters ten forward and sees the scene:: ::looks to TKirr:: what's happened here, Lieutenant?
LtJGRuder: ::Thrashes out again, knocking over a table::
Lt TKirr: ::turns to Cahalan:: Help me hold him.
CounselorTempest: ::nods to Cahalan:: Stun him.
EnsJBellingham: Yes, I have had the pleasure of serving with several excellent Vulcan Officers.
Jordan Toreek: ::chuckles:: i see... well i'm glad you approve of my linage
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Cahalan+ Acknowledged.
Jack Cahalan: ::pulls out his phaser from behind the bar and stuns Ruder::
LtJGRuder: ::Sees the arm raised and runs from Ten Forward::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::taps on his console::
CounselorTempest: ACTION: Ruder is stunned.
LtJG Taryn: ::orders a Jack and coke, and orders his meal::
Ensign D Reyals: So, am I free to go, I need to report t oduty
Cdr Sullivan: :::sits down and shakes her head::: If they need you... they'll call.
LtJGRuder: ::Falls to the floor stunned::
Lt TKirr: ::goes to Ruder's side, kneeling down, holding his arm::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::After Ruder is stunned, two red-shirts run into 10-F::
CounselorTempest: ::looks to some junior officers:: Carry him to the medical bay.
Jordan Toreek: Yes, you may go Dalvo, we are done with the physical, You are in very good health
Jack Cahalan: :::puts his gat away::
Ensign D Reyals: ::looks Jodan i nthe eye again:: <m> Not that I want to leave or anything...
CounselorTempest: ::looks to TKirr:: What happened here? Walk with me to the bridge.
LtJGRuder: ::Mutters:: Garen...dead...
Jordan Toreek: unless, of course Dr. Bellingham wishes to detain you further
Doctor Caine has entered the room.
EnsJBellingham: You are free to assume your duties Ensign Reyals. Good luck and welcome aboard!
CounselorTempest: ::leads TKirr to the bridge, listening to her explaination::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Arrives on the bridge:: How may I be of service, Admiral?
Cdr Sullivan: <<Welcome, Caine.>>
Ensign D Reyals: Thank you, Doctors.
Ensign D Reyals: ::stands::
Lt TKirr: ::looks up at Tempest:: I am not sure. He started mumbling incoherently.
Jack Cahalan: ::calmly goes back to serving patrons, serves Taryn his meal and drink::
CounselorTempest: Please elucidate. Did he appear to be hallucinating?
Jordan Toreek: ::smiles, looking deep into Dalvo's eyes for a min and then turns away to head back to her duties::
Lt TKirr: ::walks with Tempest:: He seemed... to respond to something Cahalan said.
Ensign D Reyals: :::grins while walking out::
CounselorTempest: +Caine+ Please oversee the patient I just sent to sickbay, and make sure he's in constraints.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Axelalexa... you remember the ship we encountered that was half-eaten?
LtJG Taryn: ::nods::Thanks..
CounselorTempest: +Engineering+ ::repeats her earlier message to Ruder and closes the comm link::
Ensign D Reyals: <m> Damn, I think I am goign ot like it here.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, ETA?
CounselorTempest: What was it he said?
LtJGRuder: Logan> +Tempest+ Understood Commander.
CSciAxelalexa: Correct. Samples 5213-214-A and B are still in containment awaiting further study.
Lt Allen Zinthys: We should be at the Lexington's coordinates in five minutes, sir.
Lt TKirr: He said people died because of him... something like that.
Ensign D Reyals: +Zin+ Sir, this is Ensign Reyals Sir. I have been cleared for duty.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: I think we are about to find a live sample.
CounselorTempest: ACTION: The sensor array now detects the large object as having a complex molecular structure not heretofore seen, and not composed of any known material. It appears to be some sort of ship or floating rock.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Increase speed to warp nine point nine.
CSciAxelalexa: That's wonderful, sir! A live specimen is so much better for the dissection!
Ensign D Reyals: <<Wow, heretofore>
Jordan Toreek: ::watches as Dalvo leaves and then turns back to Dr. Bellingham::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: It is... a bit large for that.
CounselorTempest: ::nods to TKirr:: Thank you. I will carry out a full interview with you later. Please report to your department head.
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Reyals+ Good.
Jordan Toreek: Dr. Bellingham, might i make a suggestion?
Lt TKirr: ::nods and parts from Tempest, heading for a lift::
LtJG Taryn: ::sips his drink::
LtJGRuder: ::Red shirts drag Ruder into Sickbay::
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Reyals+ Welcome aboard. I'd like you to head to Ten Forward and assist Commander Tempest.
EnsJBellingham: ::Cleans up the surgical suite and returns some physicians field kits to their storage lockers:: Of course Dr. Toreek.
Ensign D Reyals: +Zin+ Aye Sir!
Lt TKirr: +Axe+ T'Kirr to Lieutenant Axelalexa. Reporting for duty.
CSciAxelalexa: Are you saying that I should begin with smaller tissue samples?
Ensign D Reyals: ::heads to Lift:: Deck 10
Ensign D Reyals: <m> I coudl use another...
Jack Cahalan: ::looks around for empty glasses::
CounselorTempest: Sir, I am going to try to investigate the mess in ten forward, if it's all right with you?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Red alert, Mr. Zinthys!
LtJGRuder: Red Shirt> Doctor!
Ensign D Reyals: ::grins as the doors close::
CSciAxelalexa: +TKirr+ Remember those samples in containment bay 4? We may soon get some live samples! Isn't that wonderful!
Jordan Toreek: alot of patients get . . . intimidated with big words, it's always much nicer for the patient if you use more plain english words
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir!
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::taps a button and the entire ship is bathed in red light::
Ensign D Reyals: *::Enters 10-F::
CounselorTempest: ACTION: Sensors now show that the huge object is secreting the organic fluid that we saw earlier, and that this is the cause of the massive destruction on the Lexington. The Metis is dropping out of warp beside the Lexington.
Lt TKirr: +Axe+ Indeed... shall I report to the lab?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::The red alert siren screams throughout the ship::
EnsJBellingham: I shall endeavor to remember that Doctor. Thank you.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Drop from warp, begin attack.
CSciAxelalexa: +TKirr+ Quite a good idea. Do so at once.
CounselorTempest: +Caine+ Status of Lieutenant Ruder.
LtJGRuder: Red Shirt> ::screams:: We need a doctor here!
Lt Allen Zinthys: Yes, sir.
Ensign D Reyals: *::starts counting pips, figures out who Tempest is and walks over::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: I need you here, Counselor.
Jordan Toreek: ::notices the red light and frowns, wondering what is going on:: Good to hear Doctor.
CounselorTempest: +Bellingham+ Status of Lieutenant Ruder?
CounselorTempest: ::nods to Zuriyev::
CounselorTempest: ::to Zinthys:: It was Reyals you sent down?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Atlantis drops from warp::
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Temp+ Yes, sir.
Ensign D Reyals: Sir, Ensign Reyals, at your service.
LtJG Taryn: ::sees the red light::
Lt TKirr: +Axe+ ::nods, then thinks, That was stupid, then takes an efficient route to the Lab::
EnsJBellingham: +Tempest+ We are examining him now. I should say he is stable.
Jordan Toreek: ::moves quickly over to Ruder and takes a very quick scan of Him::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Lexington's hull integrity is down to five percent.
Jordan Toreek: what happened to Him?
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Phasers lash out at the object::
Ensign D Reyals: ::then looks closer:: wait, nto enough Pips...
LtJGRuder: Red Shirt> Started lashing out in Ten Forward, they stunned him
CSciAxelalexa: Sir, when can we begin taking samples?
CounselorTempest: <<I'm on the bridge.>>
EnsJBellingham: ::Examines Ruder::
Ensign D Reyals: +Zin+ Sir, I do not see a Comamnder Tempest here
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<You do that entirely too fast>>
Jordan Toreek: ok... let's get Him on a biobed ::helps the "red shirt" get Ruer on the nearest bed::
LtJGRuder: Red Shirt> Mumbling something about death and that he caused it, Garen, Muln, and almost decked Lt. Taryn.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: When we make it stop killing the Lexington's crew.
EnsJBellingham: Toreek> He has been stunned.
CounselorTempest: ::nods to Zinthys:: He can carry on without me, and report on the situation later. I'll interview TKirr and Ruder when the emergency is over.
LtJGRuder: ::lies on Biobed 4::
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Reyals+ She's made her way to the bridge. Take charge of the investigation. Zinthys out.
CounselorTempest: I'd appreciate his help in that too, although I suspect there will be more psychological evaluation than security detail involved.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, come about, phasers and quantum torpedos.
Jordan Toreek: nice observation Dr. Bellingham, since that is what this officer said
CSciAxelalexa: ::runs over to the science scan:: Hmmm....
Ensign D Reyals: +Zin+Aye sir
CounselorTempest: ACTION: The Lexington is now hardly more than a rock of molten metal, decomposed almost entirely.
LtJG Taryn: ::trips the red shirt has he took a swing at him::
CounselorTempest: ACTION: The thing has moved from it and is now secreting the substance on the Metis.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir ::Ship makes a turn and a full spread of torpedoes, mixed with phaser beams fire out towards to creature::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The weapons have no visible effect.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Sir, it's going after the Metis
Ensign D Reyals: +Tempest+ Sir, this is Ensign Reyals, I have been put in charage of the investigation of what happeend in 10 forward.
CounselorTempest: ACTION: The thing is not necessarily a creature. It looks like a ship or a rock.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Weapons have no effect.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Axelalexa, you have some samples... how can we hurt it?
Doctor Caine has left the room.
CSciAxelalexa: Sir, I'm trying to scan the subject, but it may not be organic.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Stops firing at the ship/rock::
CounselorTempest: +Reyals+ Thank you. I would like to be present when the victim, aggressor and Lieutenant T'Kirr are questioned - but other than that, please take free reign. I am confident in your skill.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Metis's hull integrity is down to 50%, life signs aboard dropping rapidly.
Lt TKirr: ::enters the main Lab, looking about for Axelalexa's latest notes::
CounselorTempest: ACTION: The Metis tries to hail the Atlantis.
Jordan Toreek: Dr. Bellingham, i suggest we run a neurological scan on the Lt.
EnsJBellingham: ::Scans Ruder with a Neuralstimulator to ensure that there is no permanent damage to him::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Hull integrity down past half. They're hailing us.
LtJG Taryn: ::wonders if he should head to the bridge::
Ensign D Reyals: +Tempest+ Thank you, but, I just arrived and I have no idea what happened.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Put them through!
CSciAxelalexa: Well, from the limited knowledge I got from the samples, it should be possible to spray the subject with reproduced samples of 252-231-Q3M.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Patches it through::
CounselorTempest: Axelalexa, is there any chance we're going to work out how to degrade that thing before it starts on us?
Doctor Caine has entered the room.
LtJG Taryn: ::dwons his drink and exits 10 forward::
EnsJBellingham: My thoughts exactly Dr. Toreek. What do you make of these readings? ::Shows her the scan::
CounselorTempest: ACTION: The Metis' hail does not carry, hissing and static.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, eject a few antimatter bottles and detonate them near it.
CSciAxelalexa: It's a highly corrosive substance that works only in areas free of oxygen.
CounselorTempest: Can you reproduce that now?
Lt Allen Zinthys: Metis> ::hiss pop::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir.
Cdr Sullivan: :::listens to the bridge feed from her deskside console, and holds tightly to the arms of her chair and she concentrates on what she is doing:::
Jordan Toreek: ::checks over the scans and wonders::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Taps around and ejects some antimatter from engineering::
Ensign D Reyals: ::starts walking around, asking questions and takign down the inforamtion::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The thing starts to attack both Atlantis and the Metis.
CSciAxelalexa: Of course, I've got a small tub already that I was going to dip a subject Feline-2423 into.
Doctor Caine: ::: enters Sickbay :::
CounselorTempest: ACTIOn: The antimatter bottles detonate and explode, utterly destroying the Metis.
CounselorTempest: ACTION: The creature is unaffected.
Lt Allen Zinthys: No effect
CounselorTempest: ACTION: (thing, rock)
LtJG Taryn: ::gets in this room, and puts his unifrom back on::
CSciAxelalexa: I must object that this will make the subject rather uninteresting to study.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Shields start to fail at a rate of 1 percent per second.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Shields falling, sir!
LtJG Taryn: ::enters TL::Bridge::thinks
Lt Allen Zinthys: They'll be gone in a minute and a half
Lt TKirr: ::grabs a console as the ship shudders::
Jack Cahalan: ::to Reyals:: I'm the one that shot him, Ensign.
LtJG Taryn: ::exits on teh bridge, adn takes over helm::
Jordan Toreek: the scans appear to be normal.
Lt Allen Zinthys: The Metis is down
EnsJBellingham: Toreek> I wonder whats going on on the bridge?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Power starts to drain.
CounselorTempest: +Reyals+ Taryn might be a good place to start. Lieutenant Taryn was attacked by Lieutenant Ruder. Ruder had exhibited signs of a psychosis prior to the incident, from Lieutenant T'Kirr's testimony..
Jordan Toreek: hmmm... i wonder what caused his outburst then
Ensign D Reyals: Okay... and your not in the brig because?
Jordan Toreek: as do i Dr. Bellingham
Ensign D Reyals: +Aye, Sir.
CSciAxelalexa: But, if you must, computer, prepare sample 252-231-Q3M.
Lt Allen Zinthys: It's draining power.
EnsJBellingham: Yes, Doctor, that is my conclusion also. Lets monitor him for any changes to his vitals.
Jack Cahalan: I'm a bartender. We have to stun people every now and then. Part of the job.
CSciAxelalexa: Would you like me to vent it out of something?
CounselorTempest: ACTION: The hull of the middle layers of the ship begin to dissolve with exposure to the organic substance.
LtJG Taryn: ::taps his console::
LtJGRuder: <<Actually, he didn't respond to my attack, therefore it probably didn't happen>>
Lt TKirr: <<lol Jack>>
Doctor Caine: ::: stands watching the doctors :::
Jordan Toreek: Aye, He should be waking up soon, they didn't use a very high stun level
Jack Cahalan: My phaser is only capable of stun and is fully registered with the ship's security department.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Hull dissolving!
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Warp nine, Zinthys!
EnsJBellingham: Ah welcome Dr. Caine. Nice to see you again Sir.
Jordan Toreek: ::nods to Dr. Caine::
Ensign D Reyals: Ha, don't I knwo ti! Err, umm... okay, and he attacked a Lt Taryn?
LtJG Taryn: ::hits warp button::
Cdr Sullivan: :::hears the reports and takes a deep breath::: This is not happening, this is not happening....
Jack Cahalan: Yes, he did.
LtJGRuder: ::Starts to wake up on the biobed in sickbay::
Jack Cahalan: I called for security and then stunned him.
Lt TKirr: ::glances about, hearing the decks below start to groan::
Ensign D Reyals: Any idea what happened?
CounselorTempest: ACTION: There is a hull breach on the middle of the ship and another around engineering.
CounselorTempest: We need to get out of here, sir.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The Atlantis escapes, but is still losing power.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Two hull breaches, sir
Jordan Toreek: ::looks back to Ruder, wondering now if He is a security risk to sickbay::
Doctor Caine: Thank you. :::to Toreek::: I don't believe we've met. I am Caine.
CounselorTempest: What's the nearest starbase?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Power is draining from life support, only thirty minutes left.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Engages force fields to block breaches::
LtJGRuder: ::looks around, kind of stunned:: Where am I?
LtJG Taryn: Sir...we are goign to have to drop out of his high of warp...we will tear the ship apart..
Jordan Toreek: ::turning her head back to Dr. Caine:: Dr. Toreek, new Medical officer.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Drop to warp five, Mr. Taryn.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Power draining. Approximately one half hour of life support remaining.
LtJG Taryn: aye sir..
LtJGRuder: Engineers> ::Trying to seal the breaches::
EnsJBellingham: ::TO Ruder:: You are in sickbay
Jack Cahalan: I mentioned a drink that he asked me about and he started having some sort of flashback, apparently.
LtJGRuder: ::Stares:: Why, may I ask?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Zinthys, any class M planets in range?
Cdr Sullivan: :::can't take anymore and stands, leaves her office::::
LtJGRuder: <<Thank you, Jack! You got it!>>
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Taps around, scanning::
Cdr Sullivan: :::enters the turbolift, takes it to the bridge:::
EnsJBellingham: You were stunned by a fellow crew member. We don't know why as yet.
Jack Cahalan: <<Bartenders are wise. :-)>>
Jordan Toreek: ::looks back over to Ruder, but staying back a little ways, letting Dr. Bellingham deal with the patient as to not overwhelm the Lt::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: The nearest starbase is too far away.
LtJG Taryn: <<Yes they are>>
CounselorTempest: <<To remind, I asked Ruder be placed in restraints.>>
CSciAxelalexa: Well, if that's all I was needed for, then I shall head back to Main Science.
LtJGRuder: Stunned by a crewmember? Who? The last thing I remember was talking with Jack Cahalan, something about exotic drinks, and then I was here...
Cdr Sullivan: :::lets the doors open, steps out, gets a visual verification that the Admiral is still alive::::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Aye, sir. One.. ::taps and puts it on viewscreen:: there
Lt TKirr: +Axe+ T'Kirr to Axelalexa. Do you require my assistance? ::holds onto the console tightly, the groan of the ship making her ... nervous.
Ensign D Reyals: Hmm
CounselorTempest: Can we land?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +SHIPWISE+ All hands, prepare for evacuation!
Jordan Toreek: Apparently He was stunned because He tried to attack a ::hesitates:: lt. taryn
EnsJBellingham: Sorry about the restraints Ruder but we have our orders.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: No, we can not.
CounselorTempest: If we have warning, can we engineer a landing?
LtJG Taryn: ::looks we can make it less than an hour sir
LtJGRuder: I didn't attack anyone...
CounselorTempest: ::sighs:: All the escape pods and shuttles to meet at the same place then?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Ships this large do not have thermal coating.
Jordan Toreek: ::listens:: evacuation?
Lt TKirr: ::eyes widen at hearing the announcement::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: And transporters.
EnsJBellingham: Did you both here that?
Doctor Caine: ::: puzzled ::: Evac?
CounselorTempest: +Engineering+ Collect communications equipment and bring it with us.
Ensign D Reyals: ::looks up:: That can not be good
LtJG Taryn: ::turns::sir
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks at his console:: Parting is such sweet sorrow. Again.
CounselorTempest: +Medical+ Prepare for evaluation. Take emergency medical supplies.
LtJGRuder: Engineers> +Tempest+ Copy that.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Power continues to drain and engineering's efforts are not working.
AdmiralGem has entered the room.
LtJGRuder: ::Still attached to the biobed::
CounselorTempest: :;turns to Zinthys:: We need phasers and restraints and, well, anything else you can think of.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Turns to leave, with a small vial of the highly corrossive substance sitting on the bridge::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Taryn, increase warp. We need more time to evacuate.
Ensign D Reyals: Damn it, I find a good ship, and It gets destroyed the DAY I step on board!
EnsJBellingham: ::Removes restraints from Ruder and helps him up::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::nods:: understood.
Doctor Caine: +Tempest+ Understood, Counselor.
Jordan Toreek: ::looks from Dr. Caine to Dr. Bellingham then to Lt Ruder before moving to get the the medical supplies::
LtJG Taryn: Aye sir...I give her all she has/
LtJGRuder: I wish I knew what was going on here.
Cdr Sullivan: :::satisified that the bridge is not burning, that pieces of it are not falling on the Admiral, she steps back into the turbolift and begins to assist with evacuation procedures::::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Goes to gather as many samples as he can save in science::
CounselorTempest: +Medical+ Is Ruder conscious?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: We will leave the ship in orbit while there is no life support.
Jordan Toreek: ::wondering what in the world is going on, and why the evacuation::
EnsJBellingham: We better move. ::Gathers up some supplies::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Contacts the armory and tells them to bring everything they can carry, including the kitchen sink if they can::
Lt TKirr: ::grabs a PADD and heads distally through the ship::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Standard orbit upon arrival.
LtJG Taryn: ::cuts off some systems to keep the speed up::
Doctor Caine: Gentlemen, take the patient and medikits you can carry. I will clear Sickbay.
Ensign D Reyals: ::looks at hte bartender:: Give me a shot, please.
LtJGRuder: ::Looks around:: Where are we going? Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on here?
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Shutdown all unnecessary systems!
EnsJBellingham: Ys Dr. Caine.
Ensign D Reyals: On for the road?
Cdr Sullivan: Solitaire> :::grabs the Commander's things as ordered over the commsystem:::
CounselorTempest: +All medical personnel+ When Lieutenant Ruder regains consciousness and is deemed medically fit, please hand him to Security for evacuation.
EnsJBellingham: *Yes
Ensign D Reyals: <one>
Jordan Toreek: ::loads up several med kits and other needed equipment::
Jack Cahalan: ::starts gathering up a few things from 10F::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Notices a TR not operating::
Jack Cahalan: ::including his trusty gat::
Jordan Toreek: ::noding to Dr. Caine:: aye Sir
CounselorTempest: ::grabs a few important books and a downlink to the Federation archive and the small box of letters and possessions she keeps in her bottom drawer::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Watches as all the specimens are released when restraining shields go down::
CSciAxelalexa: Uh oh.
CounselorTempest: ::sees to arranging the children with the teachers.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Taryn, standard orbit.
EnsJBellingham: +Security+ We are please meet me on deck 15 we are to turn over Lt Ruder to you.
Ensign D Reyals: ::grabs a nearby bottle, takes a ong drink, puts it down and heads for the nearest evac area::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Slings his phaser rifle over his shoulder and holsters his tricorder::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Bridge crew, evacuate to the captain's yacht.
Cdr Sullivan: :::goes deck by deck, ensuring that all quarters are empty and secure::::
EnsJBellingham: ::Goes to deck 15 with Ruder::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sends someone to fix it::
Ensign D Reyals: ::starts directing peopel to the pods::
Jack Cahalan: ::ushers everyone from 10F and locks it up::
Jordan Toreek: ::starts heading out for the evacuation::
Jack Cahalan: ::reports to his assigned evac location:
LtJGRuder: ::follows Bellingham::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Satisfies himself that their path to the yacht is safe::
Lt TKirr: ::stands next to pod and turns, accessing a panel, checking on the ships status::
LtJGRuder: ::has a splitting headache::
Doctor Caine: ::: runs through Sickbay security closures ::::
Ensign D Reyals: +Zin+ Sir, I am in evac area on deck ten, I am gettign everyone out.
LtJG Taryn: Aye sir, I will be warming her up...
Cdr Sullivan: :::takes her equipment from Solitaire and orders her off::::
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Reyals+ Excellent. Rendevous on the surface.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +SHIPWIDE+ Evac coordinates are as follows, all rendezvous there!
Ensign D Reyals: Come on, get into the pods, we have to go, now.
LtJG Taryn: ::enters TL::
EnsJBellingham: lt Ruder, the headache will pass in time.
Lt TKirr: ::downloads the ship's status onto the PADD and hurries into a pod::
Ensign D Reyals: +Aye Sir, good luck
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Lights start to fail.
Jordan Toreek: ::gets into her assigned pod, looking very confused::
EnsJBellingham: Where is that Security Officer?
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Reyals+ The same to you.
Lt TKirr: <<Do people share pods?>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::tries to get a distress call out before the comm system fails completely::
Ensign D Reyals: ::being pushy with people, for theeir own good::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: <<Yes>>
LtJGRuder: ::Feels sick and vomits in the corridors::
Ensign D Reyals: Lets move!
Cdr Sullivan: ::::a resigned sigh comes from her as she directs and herds::::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Three minutes of life support left.
LtJG Taryn: ::enters the yacht, powers her up::
EnsJBellingham: ::To Ruders:: Lets head to an escape pod.
Lt Allen Zinthys: Admiral, it's time.
CounselorTempest: ::evacuates the children in the shuttlecraft::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Gets in to an escape pod::
EnsJBellingham: Follow me!
Doctor Caine: ::: activates the EMH :::: Sickbay is yours, pending our return. Clearance returned only to Doctors Bellingham, Toreek, or myself: Brian Ellison Caine. Medical directive Paracelsus Lambda Two.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer, lock out all command functions until my authorization is given again. Authorization Zuriyev Rho Gamma Pi Niner Two Four.
Jordan Toreek: ::looking around at the other people, who all appear to be as confused as she is::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Computer> Command functions offline.
Lt TKirr: ::finds herself in a pod full of crewmen, and being the senior officer, shuts the pod and executes away protocols::
Cdr Sullivan: :::stands for a moment, in the silent emptiness that is her home::::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::goes with Zinthys to the yacht::
EnsJBellingham: ::Gets in a pod::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::escorts Zuri to his yacht::
Doctor Caine: ::: exits Sickbay with all he can carry :::
LtJG Taryn: ::looks aroudn teh yacht::
LtJGRuder: ::Falls into the pod as well::
Ensign D Reyals: +Zin+ Sir, Decks 10 threw 15 are cleared, I am the last oen out.
CounselorTempest: ::watches the hatch::
LtJG Taryn: ::checking systems::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Is everyone who is supposed to be here here?
CounselorTempest: ::soothes the infants::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Launches his pod once he's managed to fit the opitmal number of crewmembers by stacking a few on top of each other::
EnsJBellingham: ::To Ruder:: Hows the head?
Lt Allen Zinthys: +Reyals+ Good. See you there.
Ensign D Reyals: ::gets in the last pod left on deck 10::
Jack Cahalan: ::enters the pod with Reyals:::
CounselorTempest: <<lo fraggin' l, Axie.>>
Doctor Caine: :::: reaches nearest escape pod ::::
LtJGRuder: I feel like I got trampled by an angry targ...
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> One minute!
Lt TKirr: ::pilots her pod, entering rendezvous coordinates into it, attempting to think over the noise of the panicing crewmen::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks around:: Commander Dolan!!
Jordan Toreek: ::waits as the pod fills, looking around to see if any of the others ar injured in anyway::
EnsJBellingham: Well hang on as we launch
CounselorTempest: ::feels the motion of the shuttle craft as it clears the immediate area around the Atlantis by half a light year::
Cdr Sullivan: :::checks her chronometer and pats the wall with her hand::: Hang tight, old girl... we'll meet again.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Scanning furiously at the subject::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Dolan>> ::enters the yacht, but has Meghansgone virus again and is quiet::
Ensign D Reyals: ::activates Pod, lauches into space::
Cdr Sullivan: :::tucks herself into a pod and releases it from the ship:::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Wipes his brow and sits::
CounselorTempest: ::engages a communications signal to keep the shuttle in contact with the other crewmen::
Jordan Toreek: ::feels the Pod release from the ship::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: That is everyone! Secure the yacht and launch, Mr. Taryn.
Ensign D Reyals: <m> What the hell happened...
CounselorTempest: ::lodges the number of and names of the people in her shuttlecraft with the others::
LtJGRuder: ::vomits again::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::goes to an empty corner:: +Tempest+ Zuriyev to Rainbird.
LtJG Taryn: Aye sir....::taps his console to let the doors open::
Cdr Sullivan: :::rest her elbows on her knees and lowers her head::::
CSciAxelalexa: VariousSpecimens> ::Scurrying all over the ship::
Lt TKirr: ::to her pod in a loud, but controlled voice:: Please remain calm! We will be with the rest of the crew shortly.
CounselorTempest: ::moves a two year old child away from the seat by the communications array and sits::
CounselorTempest: ::sotto voice;: Tempest here.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +Tempest+ Are you safe?
EnsJBellingham: Hear Lt Ruder ::Giuves him a hypospray for nausea::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Life support aboard Atlantis expires.
LtJGRuder: ::Nods in appreciation:: Thanks doctor.
Ensign D Reyals: ::plots coruse for the coordinates given:: OKay, everyone, hold on tight, this may get bumpy!
LtJG Taryn: ::shuttle leaves the Atlantis::
CSciAxelalexa: ::sees a crying mammal:: Cease leaking, humanoid, your life remains undamaged for now.
CounselorTempest: Yes. All the children, the teachers, and many of the civilian wives and hubands are with me in three shuttlecraft.
EnsJBellingham: ::Holds on::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> All power then fails, and power starts to drain from the shuttles and pods.
Cdr Sullivan: :::murmurs to herself::: A person can only take so much of this.
LtJG Taryn: Sir we are loosing pwoer..
Lt TKirr: T'Kirr's pod> ::arrives at the rendezvous point and sends in a crew compliment report to the captain's yacht::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: +Tempest+ See you on the ground, then.
CounselorTempest: Power is draining! We're not goign to be able to sustain for very long. These shuttlecrafts are heavily taxed on oxygen as it is.
Jordan Toreek: ::notices a higher ranking officer in the Pod taking charge::
Lt TKirr: ::suddenly remembers her pet inside her quarters, and her heart stops::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Direct course for the landing site, Taryn, and be quick about it while we can still move.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Gives Taryn a worried look::
CounselorTempest: ::engages a direct course, and the highest possible warp speed::
LtJG Taryn: ::grins::aye sir...
Ensign D Reyals: ::prepares to land::
EnsJBellingham: I hope Dr. Caine and Toreek made it off safely Lt Ruder.
CounselorTempest: <<excuse me, delete warp>>
LtJG Taryn: Hold on we may come in hot..
LtJGRuder: ::nods:: I am sure they did.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: Strap in everyone.
CSciAxelalexa: ::looks at all the various animals he took from the ship and stacked in the pod with the mammals and himself::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::sits down and fastens a safety harness::
CounselorTempest: :Suggest you chloroform all non-essential personnel to save oxygen, then turn life support down.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Buckles his safety belt::
CSciAxelalexa: You there, stop your squirming, you're disturbing that alligator.
LtJG Taryn: ::increases power, but power is draining::
Ensign D Reyals: ::lights and stuff start flashing:: <m> Damn stablizer is offline...
Lt Allen Zinthys: <m> And we may come in quite cold...
Doctor Caine: :::feels the pod shake, mutters::: This thing's a 'brick'.
CounselorTempest: ::does so on her ships and on the others, gently easing the children into unconsciousness::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The evac craft lose power faster and may crash land.
Ensign D Reyals: Everyone, hold on tight, this is goign to hurt!
CounselorTempest: ::shuts the life support down to lowest level and pounds more power into the engines::
LtJGRuder: ::Straps himself in::
Doctor Caine: << a little homage to 'Quake 2' >>
Jack Cahalan: ::holds on and hopes he makes it::
Jordan Toreek: ::tries to relax, but getting nervous, controling her emotions::
Lt TKirr: ::shakes her head, paying her attention to the matter at hand::
CounselorTempest: ::uses a spare piece of the draining power to create a forcefield to buffer the children from the effects of the landing::
LtJG Taryn: Hit the orbit of the planet::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::holds on to the arms of his chair and watches Taryn's expert flying::
EnsJBellingham: ::Making sure that Ruder is as comfortable as possible::
Jordan Toreek: ::looking around, not knowing any of the people in the pod with her::
CSciAxelalexa: And you, generate more heat, those iguanas might get cold. Pet that cat! Cuddle those hamsters! Scratch that dog! Eat that bunny! Wait, that's not what you do with a bunny.
Lt TKirr: ::to her pod:: Prepare for emergency landing.
Cdr Sullivan: :::sees the energy drain and buckles herself in with resignation:::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<lol!>>
LtJGRuder: ::Watches the planet come up:: I am going to die, honestly, I am.
LtJG Taryn: <w>I have to fly you in....gril...just hold together..
Ensign D Reyals: ::prepares for touchdown, with almost no ability to steer or stablize, a rock headed down::
LtJGRuder: ::Thinks:: I'm not going to die, I'm not going to die...
LtJG Taryn: We have lost engines sir!
Cdr Sullivan: :::mutters::: Maybe I won't have to worry about not taking anymore.....
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> When everyone lands, they land HARD, bouncing and skidding to a stop.
Lt TKirr: ::breaks from autopilot and initiates landing maneuvers::
Ensign D Reyals: <w> This sucks.
CounselorTempest: ::watches the engine power flag and die::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Grabs... something::
CounselorTempest: ::lands HARD::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Wonders if he's the only ship full of specimens, pets, and assorted critters, but realizes everyone would have noticed how they conviently fill in the gaps that humanoids would otherwise leave wasted::
EnsJBellingham: ::To Ruder:: Hang on!
LtJGRuder: ::Smacks head off console, knocking him unconscious again::
Lt TKirr: ::lands fast::
CounselorTempest: :::through sheer force of will doesn't make a pun::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::wishes Tempest had been on the bridge at the time::
LtJG Taryn: ::consoles star to flash::
Jordan Toreek: ::takes a deep breath and tries to shut out her emotions::
Ensign D Reyals: ::crashes hard into the ground, bodies tossed about, the pod gets a sunroof added for free, fire mayhem, panic, smog::
Cdr Sullivan: :::clenches her teeth together as she feels what she believes to be every bone in her body jar and grind against the other::::
CounselorTempest: ::is knocked unconscious by the landing::
LtJG Taryn: ::trying to keep the big brick err yachts nose up::
CounselorTempest: ::the children and civilians are also unconscious, but protected::
Jordan Toreek: ::gets thrown to the floor as the pod lands hard::
Doctor Caine: :::relaxes, somehow, knowing he must remain uninjured::::
CounselorTempest: ::the pilots of the other two shuttle craft disembark onto the alien desert landscape::
EnsJBellingham: ::Spins head over heals as we hit:: Ouch! Who is the pilot of this thing!
Lt TKirr: T'Kirr's pod> ::lands hard, full of screaming people, giving it's Vulcan pilot a migraine::
Ensign D Reyals: ::lying outside in the dirt, bleeding, broken, VERY unhappy::
LtJGRuder: ::Unconscious::
LtJG Taryn: ::tips the nose of the craft up sharply::
CSciAxelalexa: ::Uses his claws to rip open the pod::
LtJG Taryn: 5000 ft..
LtJG Taryn: 4000ft...
CSciAxelalexa: Ok, everyone out. Keep the specimends and pets in the center.
CounselorTempest: <<for desert please substitute lakeside. I've been told I contradicted something. ;-)>>
LtJG Taryn: 3000ft..
Jordan Toreek: ::stands up and looks around as several of the others were also thrown to the ground... moves over to start helping them::
LtJGRuder: <<Since no one knows the atmospheric conditions, they all die because there is NO oxygen!>>
Lt TKirr: ::shakes awake after a brief blackout, glancing about the steaming pod::
LtJG Taryn: 2000ft,
Ensign D Reyals: <w>Ouch
Jordan Toreek: <<LOL>>
CounselorTempest: <<It's class M, Ruder.>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev: <<And since I specified a class M planet, that's not true at all. :-) >>
Cdr Sullivan: ::::looks around to see if anyone else is hurt... and then realizes that she somehow ended up alone in a pod:::
CSciAxelalexa: <<Oxygen is for the weak, you pansies>>
LtJGRuder: <<That is right>>
LtJG Taryn: ::at 1500ft drops the nose alittle more::Hold on everyone
Ensign D Reyals: <<ROFL>>
Lt TKirr: <<lol!>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::braces::
Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Goes to grab someting, then suddenly realizes he doesn't have a cattleprod in these clothes::
Jordan Toreek: <LOL>
Ensign D Reyals: ::moves, a little::
Jack Cahalan: ::opens his eytes::
Jack Cahalan: ::eyes, too::
LtJG Taryn: ::lands the brick err yacht, and slides to a stop::
Cdr Sullivan: :::goes to pop the hatch on her pod.... it fails to release::::
Ensign D Reyals: ::people stand over him:: Wow, I;ve never seen a leg do that before!
EnsJBellingham: ::Moans and opens one eye slowly::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::is thrown about by the landing::
LtJG Taryn: ::htis is head on a console::
LtJGRuder: ::Still unconscious::
CounselorTempest: K'ertal> ::opens Tempest's shuttle craft and begins transferring the unconscious civilians onto the ground, cushioned by the native grasses::
Ensign D Reyals: <m> Shut up kid, and get me some help
Doctor Caine: ::: crawls out of the pod :::
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::something falls on his leg, breaking it:
EnsJBellingham: ::Drags Ruder out of the pod::
Lt TKirr: ::crawls along the bulkhead, unable to stand on the diagonal floor, and opens the attempts to open the pod, but the door won't respond::
Jordan Toreek: ::crawls out of her pod, bleeding from her head, but not noticing it::
Cdr Sullivan: ::tries to force it, still doesn't budge:::
CounselorTempest: Suicidal girl> ::is abused by her father::
CSciAxelalexa: You there, stop whining, it's only a komodo dragon.
Jordan Toreek: ::helps bring several of the other people out of the Pod and looks around at the other pod::
CSciAxelalexa: <<What?>>
Lt TKirr: <<lol Axe I wish I was on your pod>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::and is knocked out, lies there unconcious in his seat::
CounselorTempest: K'ertal> ::plucks tempest out of the pod and lies her with the others::
Ensign D Reyals: HELP!
LtJG Taryn: ::metal slab hits him in this arm::
Cdr Sullivan: :::curses softly under her breath and sits::: This is great....
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Braces himself hard and gets bumped around::
CSciAxelalexa: <<Where the hell did CounselorTempest: Suicidal girl> ::is abused by her father:: come from?>>
Ensign D Reyals: THIS REALLY HURTS!
Jack Cahalan: ::pulls himself to his feet, amazingly unhurt except for bruises::
CounselorTempest: K'ertal> ::looks in at the mechanics:: This one's as badly damaged as the others. Nothign to salvage here.
Lt TKirr: ::braces herself against a seat and the door and pushes with all her might::
Jack Cahalan: ::is near Reyals and gets to him::
LtJG Taryn: ::shuttel stops::
CounselorTempest: <<I was making an inside joke.>>
Jordan Toreek: ::hears someone yelling help, looks around and sees several people standing over someone::
Ensign D Reyals: Hey, bartender.
Cdr Sullivan: <<I got it!!! I'm laughing!!!>>
Doctor Caine: +Bellingham, Toreek + Report condition, please.
CounselorTempest: <<Hee hee!>>>
Jordan Toreek: ::checking to make sure that everyone in her area is in stable condition::
Ensign D Reyals: Please tell me you brough a bottle along for the trip..
CSciAxelalexa: <<Refering to your favorite client?>>
Lt TKirr: ::to her pod:: Someone help me! The pod's atmosphere is filling with coolant!
LtJG Taryn: ::looks at zinthys::Well I guess we didn't die..
LtJGRuder: <<I have got to go, 8:41...>>
Jack Cahalan: ::pulls out a bottle of whiskey:: Here, it'll dull the pain.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Unstraps:: No, we're here.
Cdr Sullivan: <<Bye, Ruder!>>
CSciAxelalexa: ::looks around after assigning a few people to watch over the assorted animals::
CounselorTempest: <<OK, goodnight Ruder. :-)>>
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::slumps in his chair, unconcious::
Jordan Toreek: +Caine+Dr. Toreek here, i'm fine Dr. but several of the members in my pod are injured, none sustained any life threatening conditions
EnsJBellingham: +Dr Caine+ Ruder is unconscious. I am please to report that I am reasonably sober and ambulatory.
CSciAxelalexa: ::Walks over to pods that haven't opened yet and rips them open with his insectile claws::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks around and sees Brooke is still silent, as is the Admiral::
Ensign D Reyals: ::grins, takes off the tops and takes a long drink::
Lt TKirr: Crewmember Eathan> ::stumbles over an unconscious woman and helps T'Kirr with the door::
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::the Admiral!::
LtJGRuder: <<Wait, I am buying time...>>
Ensign D Reyals: Yeowza...
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Rushes over to Zuri:: Admiral!!
Ensign D Reyals: Can you see if there are any medial peopel around, I think my leg is broke.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::doesn't reply, but is obviously alive::
CounselorTempest: K'ertahl> +Zuriyev+ Counselor Tempest is unconscious as are the rest of the crews of the shuttlecraft she was commanding except me and Greeley.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sees him breathing:: Well, he's alive.
Jack Cahalan: Medic!
Jordan Toreek: ::moves over to try to find where that cry for help came from::
EnsJBellingham: +Caine+ The other personnel on this pod suffer >from a variety of injuries.
Ensign D Reyals: ::legs looks more like puree::
LtJG Taryn: ::goes to use his right hand, and can't move it::
Lt Allen Zinthys: And his leg shouldn't be bending like that...
Lt TKirr: T'Kirr's pod> ::groans, its door shoved open, a Vulcan and a Human falling out::
Doctor Caine: +Bellingham, Toreek+ Triage: treat any injuries to yourselves, first. We need be fit as possible. Get the pods open.
LtJG Taryn: What's wrogn Zinthys?
CSciAxelalexa: ::Finishes opening pods:: That was fun. ::heads back to the animals::
Jordan Toreek: ::hearing the call for a medic, hurries over to Cahalan::
CounselorTempest: K'ertahl> +Zuriyev+ We seem to have landed someplace far away from the others... we'll need some assistance getting back to teh group.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Steps aside and lets Taryn see the Admiral::
Ensign D Reyals: <m> I never want to be a pilot
VAdm AC Zuriyev: ::isn't replying to those comms as he's out cold::
EnsJBellingham: ::Begins to triage crew members in his vacinity::
Lt Allen Zinthys: Damn. Wonder how everybody else did
LtJG Taryn: ::turns::oh not good...
Lt TKirr: ::lies on the orange grass, panting, as other crewmembers emerge from the pod::
CSciAxelalexa: +Crew+ If you think you left a pet behind, please report to me so that I can properly dispense pets to owners.
Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Runs over to the hatch and opens it up::
Lt TKirr: <<lol did u go thru the whole ship collecting pets?>>
Cdr Sullivan: :::as the door to her pod is opened by a violent bug, she reflexively pulls a kaleh from her boot::: Oh, Axe.... it's you.
LtJG Taryn: Give me a medical kit..
CSciAxelalexa: Look, your screaming is clearly upsetting those German Shepards, so stop it.
Ensign D Reyals: ::assumes at least a few peopel are dead in his pod, being it was ripepd open and all::
Jordan Toreek: ::before arriveing to the location, takes a look around to get general impression and see how many appear to be hurt::
Ensign D Reyals: I'll be okay, get to the people i nthe pod.
Jack Cahalan: Ah, doctor, Reyals here needs help.
Lt TKirr: <<lol Sulli>>
LtJG Taryn: ::not using his right arm at all, since his bone in his arm is crushed::
CounselorTempest: ACTION: (advice) Shelter is a ncie thing to have on alien worlds when you don't know what might happen at nightfall.
VAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM
VAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM
EnsJBellingham: ::Begins to treat the most seriously injured, including Taryn::
Jordan Toreek: ::looks over to Dalvo and takes a quick scan of Him::
Cdr Sullivan: :::steps from her pod and resheathes her knife, dusting off her clothes:::