You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
MajorAZinthys: You don't have to stay if you aren't well, Doctor.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: That's okay . . .
DrJzrynMcCorvich: I planned on being here . . .
Lt TKirr: *comforts doc*
EnsAxelrod has entered the room.
MCptAdamDrake: Evening Ensign!
EnsAxelrod: Hello
DrJzrynMcCorvich: thx Tkirr
VAdm Sankoh: My apologies for my tardiness. Fell asleep on the couch again.
Lt TKirr: Good evening
DrJzrynMcCorvich: well, you came on in the nick of time
Lieutenant FJ has left the room.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: evening ensign
MCptAdamDrake: FJ expresses his apologies, he came down with the flu or something (tried to fight through it) and he will not be attending this evening.
VAdm Sankoh: Alright then, let's get started. Major, the duties fall to you.
MajorAZinthys: ::whips out the Evil Whistle of Shock +3 and blows into it::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!!
MCptAdamDrake: ::@@::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::AA::
CptKetchum has left the room.
EnsAxelrod: ::ΔΕ::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
VAdm Sankoh: First, we have fresh meat, er, a new crewmember to welcome tonight! Ensign Axelrod will be joining the Engineering department. Welcome!
MCptAdamDrake: ::rubs hands together:: Excellent.
VAdm Sankoh: ::zaps Drake four times::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: *looks over to the new recruit and rubs hands together evilly*
EnsAxelrod: Thanks for having me.
MajorAZinthys: ::looks at Sankoh with his pouty face::
VAdm Sankoh: Go ahead, Major. Have your fun.
MajorAZinthys: ::Grins gleefully and zaps Adam, too::
MCptAdamDrake: ::Falls on the ground seizing and smoking::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: *watches Drakie and chuckles*
MajorAZinthys: Thank you, Admiral ::beaming::
VAdm Sankoh: Alright, tonight we're hightailing it home after "liberating" our friend the weapons scientist, who is comfortably in the brig.
VAdm Sankoh: Admiral Sankoh has made his way to sickbay following his dramatic landing in the assault bay.
VAdm Sankoh: Major Zinthys, you have the bridge, as Captain Sullivan is in her ready room and won't come out.
VAdm Sankoh: Questions?
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ooooooooo goodie . . . I get to tormen-- err treat the Admiral
MajorAZinthys: Affirmative
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Sankoh: BEGIN SIM
MajorAZinthys: ::Standing at tactical, staring at the three empty chairs below him::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: *moves over to her victim to find out how he's doin*
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<ummm is the Admiral Conscious?>>
VAdm Sankoh: <<yes.>>
VAdm Sankoh: What's the verdict, doc?
Lt TKirr: <<good thing to find out before you start talking to him =P>>
MCptAdamDrake has left the room.
EnsAxelrod: ::In TL waiting to arrive at Deck 16::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<LOL, that's what I thought>>
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::scans the Admiral:: You'll live Admiral.
Lt TKirr: ::enters her quarters, tossing her flight suit inefficiently onto her couch, heading directly for the sonic shower. She needed to meditate, and that was an understatement::
MCptAdamDrake has entered the room.
VAdm Sankoh: Good to know.
EnsAxelrod: ::Begins to twiddle thumbs and hum a song::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::nods and moves off to get some equipment::
MCptAdamDrake: {{::slides into the simulation::}}
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<wb drakie>>
MajorAZinthys: <<::Zaps Adam again for getting booted::>>
MajorAZinthys: <<::Cackles maniacally::>>
MCptAdamDrake: ::in Engineering in his office::
EnsAxelrod: ::TL finally arrives at Deck 16. Proceeds to Main Engineering::
MCptAdamDrake: ::looks at the PADD about some transfer into Engineering:: Axelrod?
MCptAdamDrake: ::rubs his chin::
EnsAxelrod: ::Walks into Engineering hearing his name:: Yes?
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::grabs the stuff and returns the admiral's side. and begins to heal the broken ribs::
MCptAdamDrake: ::looks at the new person:: Come in here please.
EnsAxelrod: ::Proceeds to the office::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<brb>>
MCptAdamDrake: Welcome aboard. ::offers hand:: Captain Adam Drake.
Lt TKirr: ::enters the sonic shower and cleans off, closing her eyes. She thought about just how many Romulans died that day::
MajorAZinthys: ::Whistles to himself as they hurtle through Rommie space all cloaked at warp 9.99::
EnsAxelrod: ::Shakes hand:: Your the Captain?
VAdm Sankoh: ::notices things start to feel better:: Ahhh.
MCptAdamDrake: ::smiles:: No, Marine Captain actually.
EnsAxelrod: Oh, I'm Fabrizio Axelrod, pleased to meet you.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<*sighs* sorry Admiral . . . gotta go for a bit . . . I'll be right back>>
MCptAdamDrake: Italian?
VAdm Sankoh: <<OK.>>
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<have one of the many NPCs fix ya>>
EnsAxelrod: Axelrod? I'm not sure what ethnic background it is.
MCptAdamDrake has left the room.
MCptAdamDrake has entered the room.
EnsAxelrod: ((Computer Troubles?))
MCptAdamDrake: {{::growls at AIM::}}
MajorAZinthys: <<"hurtle"? Is that a word, or did I just mangle it?>>
Lt TKirr: ::steps wearily out of the shower, giving a sidelong glance at her hastily-disgarded suit sprawled over her couch, and moves to the replicator:: Borillian tea, hot.
Lt TKirr: <<Yes, that's a word>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Oh, okay. I realized when I typed it that it bears a striking resemblance to "hurdle," which is also a valid verb>>
EnsAxelrod: ((Need me to repeat what I stated before Drake?))
MajorAZinthys: <<Gahhh!! That's what I get for making friends with an English major...>>
MCptAdamDrake: {{I'm sorry all, my computer keeps freezing up, I'm going to have to go. :-( Sorry!}}
MCptAdamDrake has left the room.
Lt TKirr: <<lol, test of creativity Lesson 1, Axe =)>>
EnsAxelrod: ((Am I allowed to NPC Adam for a brief moment?))
Lt TKirr: <<Momentarily I think, to get rid of him =P>>
EnsAxelrod: ((Cool))
Lt TKirr: ::waits by the replicator as steam appears with a cup::
EnsAxelrod: Drake> ::Stares in a daze at the Ensign's combadge.::
VAdm Sankoh: ::stays still and marvels at the feeling of his ribs healing::
Lt TKirr: ::takes her cup and moves to the couch, pushing the flight suit off and plopping down::
VAdm Sankoh: ::likes how much better it feels than it did when they were breaking::
EnsAxelrod: ::Looks at combadge, then at Adam, then back to the combadge, then back to Adam. Smiles.:: (Sarcastically) Neat isn't it?
EnsAxelrod: Drake> ::No movement whatsoever.::
EnsAxelrod: ::Waves hand back and forth in front of Adam's face.:: Hello? Are you ok?
Lt TKirr: <<Ok u don't know Drake very well =P Don't play with him or I'll send him a log of this ;-)>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Yeah. He wouldn't've caught the sarcasm at all>>
EnsAxelrod: ((Go ahead, I'm his best friend, he'll just be pissed off at me tommorow, I'll take the heat.))
VAdm Sankoh: <<Oh, then carry on.>>
EnsAxelrod: ((I have permission to continue making an ass out of him?))
Lt TKirr: <<Not mine =P>>
MajorAZinthys: <<::snorts:: Like you need permission for that>>
VAdm Sankoh: <<He doesn't need your permission for that. :-) Nah, seriously, keep it to a minimum.>>
EnsAxelrod: ((Ok.))
EnsAxelrod: ::Taps combadge:: Ensign Axelrod to Sickbay.
EnsAxelrod: DoctorSproctor> Go ahead.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<bak>>
Lt TKirr: ::sips her tea, still pondering the deaths of all the Romulans, puzzled moreso by how it is affecting her::
EnsAxelrod: Com) Yes may I ask that someone come down to Engineering to check out Mister Drake.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<mind if I kill Sproctor and take over?>>
EnsAxelrod: ((Go ahead,))
MajorAZinthys: <<::coughcaptaindrakecough::>>
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::pulls the plug from Sproctor:: +Axel+I'm on my way.
VAdm Sankoh: Sproctor> ::indignant::
VAdm Sankoh: So I assume I'm healed, doc?
EnsAxelrod: +McCorvich+ Understood, Axelrod out.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::grabs equipment and heads off to Engineering::
MajorAZinthys: <<::Marvels at the way Jzryn abandons the Admiral for Drake::>>
VAdm Sankoh: ::blinks at the area where the doctor stood::
Lt TKirr: ::finishes her tea and disposes of it in the replicator, then moves to carefully put her suit away and changes into something more comfortable::
VAdm Sankoh: Oh well. I feel better at any rate.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Doc Ornry>Not yet Admiral.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Doc Ornry>::walks over to the Admiral and scans his ribs:: You'll still be in some pain of course Sir.
EnsAxelrod: ::Figures that the Chief Engineer will be in good hands, decides to explore the rest of the ship::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<Hey, I had no clue where things had went or how long I was gone>>
VAdm Sankoh: That I can handle. I'm just glad my arm works.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::arrives in Engineering and looks around::
EnsAxelrod: ::Walks past the Doctor.:: He just froze, maybe you could explain it Doctor.::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry> ::takes another scan of the admiral for the record:: I suppose you want something for the pain, eh?
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::looks to Axelrod::where is he?
Lt TKirr: ::slips on a silky crimson robe and lights a candle with a flash from her endotorch, then settles down before it and closes her eyes to begin her meditation::
EnsAxelrod: ::Continues walking toward the TL:: In the doorway of his office.
VAdm Sankoh: It would be nice. I'm not as young as I used to be.
VAdm Sankoh: If you had asked me that when I was an Ensign, I'd have said, "Hell no! I don't need any pain medication!"
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::shakes her head at the ensigns lack of concern and his behavoir then goes to find Drake::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>Of course you would Admiral ::highly doubts that story, goes and gets the pain killer anyways::
EnsAxelrod: ::Walks into TL:: Deck 9
MajorAZinthys: <<Axelrod, what branch are you?>>
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::gives Drake a drug that snapes him out of the trance and sends him to his quarters for rest::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: :;has one of the other engineers escort the Marine Capt::
VAdm Sankoh: ::waits for his painkillers, sits up on the biobed::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>::walks back to the Admiral and injects it into him without any warning::
VAdm Sankoh: Ahhhh....
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>You are free to go
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>Just take it easy
Lt TKirr: ::begins to sort out images of Romulan soldiers, as if she's right in front of them... strange, since she had seen them all from several hundred feet above the ground in her fighter. She relaxes, letting the feelings come to her::
EnsAxelrod: ((Engineering))
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>::knows the Admiral will ignore that part::
VAdm Sankoh: Thank you, doctor.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: <<::chuckles::>>
VAdm Sankoh: ::stands and walks out of sickbay::
VAdm Sankoh: ::enters the TL:: Bridge!
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>I mean it Admiral!
VAdm Sankoh: :didn't hear::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>::shakes head and mutters:: stubborn officers
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::returns to sickbay::
EnsAxelrod: ::TL arrives at Deck 9. Exits and proceeds to Shuttle Bay 1::
VAdm Sankoh: ::arrives on the bridge:: Report, Major.
MajorAZinthys: Sir!
DrJzrynMcCorvich: :;walks into sickbay and over to Ornry:: did the Admiral survive?
Lt TKirr: ::feels pain and hears screaming in her head, striving to get over the death of multitudes::
MajorAZinthys: We are currently cloaked and on our way back to Starbase Alexandria at warp 9.99
VAdm Sankoh: ETA to Alexandria?
Lt TKirr: <<I can't believe we're THAT far away heh>>
MajorAZinthys: <<End of sim, or later?>>
VAdm Sankoh: <<End of sim.>>
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>of course. Nice timing that call had Mc
MajorAZinthys: About three minutes, sir.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::smirks:: perfect timing for me
VAdm Sankoh: Excellent. ::sits in Suli's chair::
EnsAxelrod: ::Enters Shuttle Bay 1 and views one of the Mustang Class fighters.:: Beautiful.
MajorAZinthys: Have we pumped the Romulan for information, yet?
VAdm Sankoh: Not yet. We'll take care of that when we get back, then turn him over to SFI.
MajorAZinthys: Ahh. Understood.
EnsAxelrod: It's no Rogue, but it'll do just fine.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::walks into her office and moves over to her chair::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>::follows:: You don't really like the Admiral, do you?
Lt TKirr: ::uses the techniques of logical masters, picking through each concern at a time and rationalizing it, using the candle's glow as a reference. Peace begins to overcome her as she sits in serenity::
VAdm Sankoh: ::watches the starfield slip by, a slight smile on his face::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::sits down and turns her attention to the other doc:: Well . . . yes and no . . .
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>::sits down as well and raises an eyebrow::explain
VAdm Sankoh: In fact, you'll be in charge of the initial questioning, Major.
Lt TKirr: ::opens her eyes, content at her success, and blows the flame out with a puff::
MajorAZinthys: ::A feral grin suddenly appears on his face:: Shall I?
VAdm Sankoh: Yes. Consider it a reward for the performance of your Marines.
Lt TKirr: ::stashes her candle away stands, eyeing her bed::
MajorAZinthys: ::Steeples his fingers:: Now *that* just maht be interesting.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::chuckles:: Don't know why, but I'm still a little bitter of his interferance, and think it's best to just avoid him when I can. I don't nessasarily dislike the guy.
EnsAxelrod: ::Begins to feel the metal of the fighter. Whispers.:: A Gryphon gaurds his gold.
EnsAxelrod: ((guards*))
MajorAZinthys: Well, now, that's not entirely fair, Admiral. I'm just lucky to have good people under me.
MajorAZinthys: ::Frowns:: One of whom I laost.
VAdm Sankoh: Of course, Major. And you're free to reward them as you see fit. But someone has to reward you, and you can't do that yourself.
SweetJoe777 has entered the room.
MajorAZinthys: ::chuckles:: Well, thank ya, Admiral.
Lt TKirr: Computer, lighting to zero percent. ::hangs her robe and climbs between the sheets of her bed::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>I see. I think you're going about this the wrong way Mic, You should try to spend more time with him.
VAdm Sankoh: Drop us from warp and disengage cloak.
SweetJoe777 has left the room.
MajorAZinthys: Aye, sir. ::Drops the ship out of warp and to impulse after turning off the cloaker::
shadows weakness has entered the room.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::turns in her chair so that her back is to the other doc::I think I'll stick with my plan Ree.
DrJzrynMcCorvich: Ornry>::stands up:: Think about it Mic . . . ::heads out, and mutters:: stubborn officers!
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::chuckles and leans back, relaxing in the chair::
EnsAxelrod: ::Whisper.:: A Gryphon guards his gold.
VAdm Sankoh: Get clearance from Alexandria and take us in.
MajorAZinthys: Right away, Admiral.
MajorAZinthys: ::Sends off a communication and recieves clearance to dock:: Granted, Admiral
VAdm Sankoh: Take us in.
Lt TKirr: ::listens to the ship drop out of warp::
Lt TKirr: ::stares in the darkness up at the ceiling::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::spins back around in her chair and picks up a PADD that is laying on the Desk::
MajorAZinthys: ::Docks Atlantis to the Alexandria::
Lt TKirr: ::falls asleep::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::Reads over the PADD at her schedule of patients she would see::
VAdm Sankoh: ::smiles as they slide through the spacedoors::
MajorAZinthys: home again home again, jiggety jig
VAdm Sankoh: Secure all moorings and transfer all systems off internal power.
MajorAZinthys: ::makes sure the ship is secure, then transfers to station power
MajorAZinthys: ::
VAdm Sankoh: Lock all stations and disembark.
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Sankoh: PAUSE SIM
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
DrJzrynMcCorvich: ::paused::
EnsAxelrod: ::paused::