You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
EnsAaron Markus: Admiral ::nods::
Lt TKirr has entered the room.
EnsAaron Markus: I have finished my bio.
Lt TKirr: Oh cool =)
EnsAaron Markus: Where should I send it for approval?
Lt TKirr: Approval?
Ahmai DaCleric has entered the room.
Ahmai DaCleric: ~saunters in~
Lt TKirr: Omg.. a cleric
Ahmai DaCleric: hi everyone! ~smiles~
EnsAaron Markus: Well I figured everything had to be approved or something before it was published on the website....
Ahmai DaCleric: ACK!
Lt TKirr: Can I have aego?
Ahmai DaCleric: wrong name i suck brb ~sighs~
Ahmai DaCleric: yeah, when i get to lvl 60 you can :-P
MajorAZinthys: No, you're a Vulcan.
Ahmai DaCleric: heheh brb
Ahmai DaCleric has left the room.
Ahmai Cerridwen has entered the room.
Lt TKirr: Aw...
Ahmai Cerridwen: thats better all nice!
Ahmai Cerridwen: ~saunters in again~
Ahmai Cerridwen: hi everyone! ~feels like she did this before~
EnsAaron Markus: ::shakes head::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ~grins~
Lt TKirr: I don't recognize this name.. I missed the memo
Ahmai Cerridwen: ><
Ahmai Cerridwen: its me!
Ahmai Cerridwen: Ahmai!
EnsAaron Markus: I don't know sweetjoe....
Ahmai Cerridwen: different screen name, same great taste!
VAdm Blackthorne: Hello, all!
Ahmai Cerridwen: Hello Dr Evil!
EnsAaron Markus: ::waves:: Admiral.
Kiley Airell has entered the room.
SweetJoe777: ::Raises eyebrows as he hears reerences to eq and shudders::
SweetJoe777: <m> evercrack
MajorAZinthys: Joe is a friend of mine who will be observing tonight.
MajorAZinthys: He is also on the Banshee
Kiley Airell: *peeks in and waves*
LtDougMcKnight has entered the room.
Ahmai Cerridwen: ><
EnsAaron Markus: Ah.
Ahmai Cerridwen: There is nothing wrong with EQ...
Ahmai Cerridwen: nothing at all
Ahmai Cerridwen: :-D
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, let's get this going... Major?
EnsAaron Markus: I have my bio done by the way, Admiral.
Lt TKirr: */qu*
LtDougMcKnight: Unless you're not using a Cray...
VAdm Blackthorne: Send it to me, Markus.
Lt TKirr: Ok I'm here now =)
EnsAaron Markus: ::nods::
MajorAZinthys: ::Pulls the backup whistle out and blows into it::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!!
Kiley Airell: ::AA::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::AA::
LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::
EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::
SweetJoe777: ::aa::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
MajorAZinthys: ::Gives Kiley a brownie::
Kiley Airell: *grinz, likes brownies better then cookies! hides the brownie for later*
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, we have some new members tonight!
VAdm Blackthorne: Ahmai is the new Counselor and McKnight is joining the security department! Welcome!
LtDougMcKnight: ::Waves, if there's any at attention way to do that::
Lt TKirr: Yay! Welcome!
MajorAZinthys: WooHOO
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::waves::
LtDougMcKnight: How is everyone this fine evening?
Kiley Airell: *marks names down on a PADD to call for their physicals*
VAdm Blackthorne: Now, as for tonight's plot...
VAdm Blackthorne: Everyone is on the away team to Mrei, to help them break their 500 year hibernation cycle.
MajorAZinthys has left the room.
Ahmai Cerridwen: even me?
VAdm Blackthorne: The teams have split to meet with their Mreian counterparts:
VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, everyone.
MajorAZinthys has entered the room.
VAdm Blackthorne: Science and Medical are researching the method to stop the hibernation, while security coordinates with the Mreian police force to stop any rebellion against the events.
LtDougMcKnight: (WB, boss.)
VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?
Kiley Airell: (wb Zin)
LtDougMcKnight: No questions, sir.
MajorAZinthys: <<ty, ty>>
Ahmai Cerridwen: ~raises her hand~what is everyone else doing that is nots cience or medical
MajorAZinthys: Blowin' stuff up!!
MajorAZinthys: ::Clears throat:: I mean, keeping the peace.
Ahmai Cerridwen: ok ::puts her hand down::
VAdm Blackthorne: As Counselor, you may wish to work with the Mreian psychologists to figure out methods of calming the populace after their hibernation should have started, but didn't.
Lt TKirr: What's that?
Lt TKirr: It should've started, but didn't? I thought it was the other way around
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::is confused, just smiles and nods::
Kiley Airell: After we save the day TKirr . . .
VAdm Blackthorne: No, if we find a way to stop it, there will undoubtedly be some who can't cope with the situation.
Lt TKirr: Oh =P
Kiley Airell: The people are going to need counceling.
Lt TKirr: *knocks on her Vulcan head, wondering where the matching brain went*
EnsAaron Markus: ::probably needs counseling::
LtDougMcKnight: In the meantime, you can chat up McKnight if you wish. I made sure to throw in a character flaw or two, just for you. ;-)
Kiley Airell: *shocked that TKirr HAD a brain, shrugs*
EnsAaron Markus: ::marks a point for Kiley::
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, if there are no other questions...
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
Kiley Airell: ::walks with D'nali, her counterpart::
EnsAaron Markus: ::goes off to watch engineering do their thing::
Lt TKirr: ::walking alongside Kiley, following their "counterparts", Jerun and D'nali, towards the laboratory compound::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::is looking around::
Kiley Airell: ::glances around as they walk, getting a look for the scenery::
Captain Sullivan has entered the room.
Kiley Airell: (hey sulli!)
EnsAaron Markus: ::notices someone following him folowing the engineering team::
VAdm Blackthorne: ((Hey, Sulli!))
MajorAZinthys: ::Heads to what passes for the constubulary around here::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::see's one of the Mreian psychologists in the distance, and quickens her pace to catch up with him::
Captain Sullivan: <<Sorry I'm late..... interview tomorrow had me doing some last minute runs to the store.>>
LtDougMcKnight: ::After beaming down after the first group, goes in search of his department head, though not hurrying himself unduly, taking the time to appreciate the greenery::
Lt TKirr: ::notices the strange gait of the Mreian scientist and doctor, their legs appearing easy to accidentally break, but knowing it is just a deception::
LtDougMcKnight: (Evening, Cap'n.)
EnsAaron Markus: ::spins around with hand on phaser::
EnsAaron Markus: Counterpart> ::raises hands:: Please, you do not need that.
EnsAaron Markus: Counterpart> I am Tereel. ::bows slightly::
Kiley Airell: ::looks back to her tricorder, having taken readings of the Mreians earlier, wanting to look at them::
EnsAaron Markus: ::raises tricorder to Tereel:: Hello, Tereel. What can I do for you?
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::calls over his shoulder in his muted-sounding voice, having no nose:: The compound isn't what we'd hope for... being state-of-the-art is... well, not much different from centuries ago.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> I am to accompany you where ever you would like to go.
Lt TKirr: ::glances
Lt TKirr: ::glances at Airell:: =P
Kiley Airell: ::engrossed in her readings, catches the glance from TKirr out of the corner of her eye::
EnsAaron Markus: ::takes hand off phaser:: Well, we ARE supposed to get to know you....Where do YOU want to go?
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>Greetings, who are you?
EnsAaron Markus: ::forgets about engineering team::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::smiles:;I am Ahmai, I was sent to find you by the Captain of my ship...
Lt TKirr: ::arrives at laboratory with Airell, Jerun, and D'nali::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Weren't you following them? ::points towards Eng. Team::
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>I am Wenarl. I assure you, my team and I have everything under control. You may observe if you wish.
EnsAaron Markus: ::looks back:: Oh them? Well....I was told to go with them 'cause there wasn't much else for me to do.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Asks for directions to the local military or police command center, priding himself on not staring at where the noses should be on the locals, allowing himself a small smile as he finally finds his destination, vaguely reminded of
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::nods slowly::As you wish, Wenarl...:;follows behind him....::
LtDougMcKnight: an Orion dancer girl he saw on leave a few years back::
Lt TKirr: ::enters a functional building that seems somewhat rundown, but not so much as other areas she had witnessed. After all, who would have the time between cycles to pay attention to details?::
Cdr Michael Hill has entered the room.
MajorAZinthys: Snipers/Bodyguards> ::Watch the Mreians around the Admiral carefully::
EnsAaron Markus: But like I was saying, our main goal here is to get to know your people and help you any way we can.
Ahmai Cerridwen: :;she takes in the sights around her as she follows behind him::
Kiley Airell: D'nali, do you have Mreian DNA samples on file? We would like to start running some tests as soon as possible.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> If you wish to understand our people, the best place to do that is our Museum of History. Would you like to go there?
Ahmai Cerridwen: :;hums softly:::
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>::Wenarl looks back at her::Could you please stop that?
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::motions with a long, thin arm:: This is where we've done the most research about our... "situation". The bio samples are there, and statistical databases over here...
EnsAaron Markus: Is there information there about your hibernation cycle?
Ahmai Cerridwen: Stop what? :;looks confused::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> ::nods:: Yes.
EnsAaron Markus: Then lead the way.
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>::simply rolls his eyes and continues walking, using some sort of device to scan the area::
Cdr Michael Hill has left the room.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Finds a tall man wearing a marine uniform and the oak leaf insignia, and figures he's found who he's looking for. He gets his attention by clearing his throat loudly, and saluting briskly, chosing to err on the side of caution
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> This way. ::begins to walk off::
LtDougMcKnight: where protocol is concerned::
EnsAaron Markus: ::follows::
LtDougMcKnight: Major Zinthys?
EnsAaron Markus: ::scans various plants and animal life along the way to the museum::
MajorAZinthys: ::Quirks an eyebrow at the salute:: Yes, Lieutenant?
Captain Sullivan: :::just wanders about, hither and yon being her nosey and quietly inquisitive self::::
LtDougMcKnight: Lieutenant Douglas McKnight reporting for duty, sir. How may I be of assistance?
Kiley Airell: ::nods:: Good . . . ::moves over to start to figure out how to use their systems::
Lt TKirr: ::uses her tricorder, previously-modified to properly interface, to begin translating Mreian systems::
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::holds back and waits for T'Kirr to pass, then follows behind, watching her movements with large, dark eyes, keeping a respectible distance::
MajorAZinthys: Well, Lieutenant McKnight, we're trying to best figure out how to keep the Mreians from killing themselves
MajorAZinthys: to speak
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>::quickens his pace, as if trying to shake loss Ahmai....::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::speads up...::Wenarl do you always walk so fast?
EnsAaron Markus: ::reaches the museum::
MajorAZinthys: We're worried about conservative reactionary forces assaulting any Mreians wishing to avoid hibernation as well as any Starfleet personnel..
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>:;spins about::Yes. I always walk this fast. ::turns back and continues walking::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Here we are. Inside you will find the history of our culture.
Lt TKirr: ::takes a sidelong glance at Airell, making sure she's not too far out of speaking range::
EnsAaron Markus: How far back does the museum go?
Captain Sullivan: <<Okay, no noses.... skinny legs.... strong..... fast gait... anything else I should know?>>
VAdm Blackthorne: <<sorry I was nonresponsive, folks - unexpected company just left.>>
VAdm Blackthorne: <<Green skin :-) >>
Lt TKirr: <<they're stronger than they look>>
Captain Sullivan: <<I knew that.>>
Kiley Airell: ::lost in the information::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::makes a mocking kind of head movement behind him as she follows.....::So what do you all do for fun around here, Wenarl?
LtDougMcKnight: ::Nods slowly, mentally sizing up his superior officer, trying to figure out what to expect from him::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> All the way to the beginning of our species. Of course a lot of it is speculation and theories. But for the most part it is all there.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::peers down over T'Kirr's head, watching her explore the console::
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>I am alergic to fun. ::looks at her...::Just what are you suppose to be anyways?
MajorAZinthys: ::Turns back to Yarlon:: I still don't know how much we can plan without knowing exactly how they want to carry this out.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::stands in the doorway to her inner office chambers::: Perhaps you would like a little refreshment before we begin, Admiral?
EnsAaron Markus: ::nods:: Interesting... lead the way.
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::looks a bit hurt....::I am the ships counslor...I....
Kiley Airell: D'nali>::watches Airell work, keeping quiet, not wanting to interupt::
VAdm Blackthorne: Oh, I'd be delighted. ::smiles::
Captain Sullivan: <<What are you supposed to be? Is it Halloween and I forgot my costume?>>
MajorAZinthys: Yarlon> Well, then, perhaps some of your underlings have ideas?
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> I thought you would.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Mutters softly:: Well, I hate my alarm clock as much as the next guy, but wow.
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>No :;looking at her pointy ears.....and the obvious emotional respounces she demonstrates....::At first I thought you were Vulcan....but now.....::still walking fast, but casting sideways glances at her...::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stops himself from looking at her lack of nose::
MajorAZinthys: Allen> Alright. ::Looks at Doug:: How would you handle a bunch of super-strong reactionaries who want to destroy everything you've worked for?
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::raises a brow...::Actually, i *am* Vulcan....::studies his face for a respounce...::
MajorAZinthys: Allen> Without killing them, of course.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::pads softly down the marble corridor in her barefeet and into a high ceilinged room::::
Lt TKirr: ::completes interface with the alien system, and begins reviewing their data, matching it with parts of her own, fragmented data::
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>You are unlike any Vulcan I know.....::snorts softly::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Arches his eyebrow at the use of the term underling, but keeps his composure with relatively little trouble, and chimes in politely:: Well, it would help if we were able to look at some of your city's architectural plans.
Captain Sullivan: <<Quit with the nose! I'm already obsessing about it!>>
VAdm Blackthorne: ::follows, admiring the architecture::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> The first exhibit is one of the theories of how we came into existence. The scientist who came up with it believe that this planet was once a greater mass that exploded into thousands of smaller pieces and began to orbit--
VAdm Blackthorne: <<What are you talking anose?>>
EnsAaron Markus: each other...
MajorAZinthys: Yarlon> Very well.
EnsAaron Markus: We have a similar theory on my planet...Earth...That's what our planet is called....At least some of us.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::motions to some servitude people who bring some fruit, VERY well aged cheese, and a bottle of wine::::
MajorAZinthys: Yarlon> ::Presses a button and a panel slides open, bringing up a blank screen::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> I noticed that you have an assortment of species on your vessel....
VAdm Blackthorne: Oh, interesting. We have very similar sorts of refreshments on Earth.
Ahmai Cerridwen: Well, do you know everyone who is Vulcan?
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>No.
Ahmai Cerridwen: There you go, then....
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::chuckles::: Now, Admiral... you didn't think that I didn't do some research before your ship arrived here?
LtDougMcKnight: ::Turns back to Zinthys:: Sir, do we have a ball park figure of how many men we'd need to keep a watch on all the labs they're using to develop this...whatever it is they're building?
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>Do you have mental problems, then?
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::wrinkles up her entire face::NO!
MajorAZinthys: Allen> More than we have.
EnsAaron Markus: Yes. There are many planets who joined together to form the United Federation of Planets....We all live in harmony and help each other when we can...
MajorAZinthys: ::Panel activates, keying up a schematic of the city::
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>Am i being impolite? ::studies her respounce....still walking quite fast, enjoying that the little female is getting out of breath::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> We have communities that help each other prepare for the hibernation so that noone will awaken without need.
CptKetchum has entered the room.
Captain Sullivan: Servitude People> :::serve Zinthys sniper/bodyguards some well chilled water with some crackers and spread:::
VAdm Blackthorne: I didn't think you'd have time. ::smiles:: Is this what you normally eat, or am I getting unduly special treatment?
Captain Sullivan: Sullivan> ::::skulking about::::
Ahmai Cerridwen: Actually, are. Its not exceptable to imply that someone has mental problems!
Kiley Airell: ::moves back over to TKirr:: I think I'm going to head back to the ship and run some research on this information. Our ship can do it much faster.
EnsAaron Markus: Yeah sort of like that.
MajorAZinthys: Snipers> ::Look at the food oddly::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Shall we move on?
EnsAaron Markus: ::nods::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Frowns:: Well, that's no good...
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> Actually, it is very similar. Though more in line with something that we would eat as our first meal of the day.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> This next exhibit is before the hibernation came upon us....
Lt TKirr: ::turns to Airell and nods:: Agreed. I will keep communication open.
Kiley Airell: ::nods::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Glances at the schematic:: Can you highlight all the labs being dedicated to this project?
EnsAaron Markus: Wait a minute. You mean you didn't always hibernate?
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::bows his tall frame towards Airell in goodbye::
MajorAZinthys: ::Half a dozen of the largest buildings light up, as few as several smaller ones::
Kiley Airell: ((Hey, are we allowed to take our counter parts back to the ship?))
VAdm Blackthorne: ::samples the wine and cheese::
VAdm Blackthorne: ((yep!)
Kiley Airell: ((wooohooo!))
VAdm Blackthorne: ((But use @ if you're aboard ship.))
MajorAZinthys: Yorlon> Since we are only awake for a brief period of time, we have been working extensively to develop a way to stop it.
Lt TKirr: <<Mama.. can I keep the Mreian? Please?>>
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> No...We existed thousands of years before the hibernation took hold.
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>::stops and turns to look at her....watching as she just about runs into him....::Well, if your offended maybe you should go back to your ship. ::grins::
Kiley Airell: ::moves back over to D'nali:: Would you care to come with me back to my ship?
EnsAaron Markus: Did your scientists discover what change occured?
MajorAZinthys: <<Now, dear, just because it followed you back to the starship...>>
EnsAaron Markus: <<LOL>>
Kiley Airell: ((But I wanna keep mine too!!))
VAdm Blackthorne: Delicious, I must say.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Nods and smiles:: I always did like a go-getter.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::shares a glance with D'nali::
Kiley Airell: D'nali>::smiles:: That would be great. I haven't been off this planet in . . . over 1000 years.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> I'm afraid not. ::shakes head:: That is why we have asked the help of your Federation...To see if you could discover what happened and help us reverse it.
Lt TKirr: ::waits as the computer churns information regarding the Myrolei bat::
Ahmai Cerridwen: Actually, rude as you may be, i find your company stimulating!
Lt TKirr: ::turns and raises a brow at D'nali, and looks back to Airell::
EnsAaron Markus: So what exactly is it that you do?
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> I am most honored by your appreciation, Admiral. It has proved to be quite an accomplishment to create wine and cheese that ages for 500 of your years before it goes bad.
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>::snorts and spins about and continues on his path::
Kiley Airell: +taps+Lt. Airell to Atlantis. Two to beam up.
VAdm Blackthorne: Interesting... I hadn't thought of that aspect of it...
LtDougMcKnight: I trust your people are receptive to the idea of working alongside Star Fleet personnel?
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> I am the on the Museum board of directors.
Lt TKirr: <<Ok Psy keeps snorting.. how?>>
VAdm Blackthorne: I find that good things get better with age.
EnsAaron Markus: Ah...
MajorAZinthys: Allen> I think the best plan is to station squads of troops in these places ::red blips appear in between the largest labs::
Captain Sullivan: <<It's probably more of a gutteral throat thing. =) >>
VAdm Blackthorne: <<Just shows how much we take noses for granted!>>
Lt TKirr: <<lol>>
MajorAZinthys: Allen> This way we're not trying to defend them all, but we can quickly provide support where needed.
CptKetchum has left the room.
Kiley Airell: Atlantis>+Airell+Aye Lt. Energizing now.
Ahmai Cerridwen: <<maybe he is using his throat.....leave me alone!>>
EnsAaron Markus: Would you excuse me just a moment, I need to report into my superiors.
EnsAaron Markus: ?
Captain Sullivan: <<I'll never hate my nose again.>>
VAdm Blackthorne: <<I love my nose. It's kept me out of some situations I didn't want to be in!>>
Ahmai Cerridwen: <<YI!>>
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Of course....I will entertain myself over here for a moment. ::points and walks off::
Kiley Airell: @::shimmers and reappears with D'nali on the ship, turns and smiles to D'nali::Follow me.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::blinks taut lids over his ebony eyes, watching his comrade and Airell vanish, then turns to T'Kirr with a smile of welcome::
EnsAaron Markus: ::watches Tereel walk off:: Nice legs.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Nods and strokes his goatee as though it possesses the secrets of the universe:: That being the objective sir, I suggest we keep several teams on standby aboard the Atlantis.
MajorAZinthys: ...and we could beam them where we need them
Kiley Airell: @D'nali>::smiles, very impressed with the ship. Follows Airell::
LtDougMcKnight: Exactly, sir. It can't get much more rapid response than that, assuming the people manning our sensors aren't asleep.
EnsAaron Markus: +Suli+ Ensign Markus to Capt. Sullivan.
Ahmai Cerridwen: :;hurries after him.....sort of shaking her head....::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> According to the histories that the Elders have passsed down, the first hibernations were difficult.... many died due to the inadequencies of being able to preserve food and supplies.
Captain Sullivan: :::grumbles from the shadow of a narrow alley::: *Markus* Go ahead Ensign.
VAdm Blackthorne: So they would come out of hibernation and starve because there was nothing to eat?
Kiley Airell: @::enters Sickbay and looks around, can't help but smile as she sees D'nali's shocked look::
EnsAaron Markus: +Suli+ I have some information about the Mreians that may be helpful.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> For the most part... that is an accurate assessment. Medical supplies... drugs and vaccines were in short supply as well... making it difficult to treat any that becane sick during the Awakening.
LtDougMcKnight: Do we have an uplink with their communications equipment yet, so we can listen in on their comm chatter?
Lt TKirr: ::to Jerun, eager to find answers:: I've found a similarity, to the section of your genome that is responsible for your hybernation, with that of the Myrolei bat, as well as the Retti sloth, and Eurilar tortoise...
Ahmai Cerridwen: Where are we headed, Wenarl?
Lt TKirr: ...although only the bat has shown to be of relevance.
VAdm Blackthorne: That's terrible.
MajorAZinthys: No, we don'.t
Captain Sullivan: *Markus* I'm listening.... or is this something that needs to be done in person?
VAdm Blackthorne: A rather counterproductive evolutionary trait, one could even say.
MajorAZinthys: I have people on the Atlantis working on it, but the technology bases are so different
EnsAaron Markus: Apparently they didn't always use to hibernate....It seems they existed for quite some time before the hibernation began.
MajorAZinthys: The current plan is to simple switch communication devices so we have some of theirs, and they have some of ours
Kiley Airell: @::has one of her nurses show D'nali around, then gets right to work on running her experiments::
EnsAaron Markus: Unfortunately their scientist haven't been able to discover what change brought it about....But I'm in one of their museums right now that has a lot of useful information.
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>::doesn't snort....::I will let you know when we get there....
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::nods, eager to engage in a fresh study:: And what have you concluded?
EnsAaron Markus: << That last one was supposed to have +Suli+ before it>>
LtDougMcKnight: Alright, that could work, but for backup, how about...
Kiley Airell: @::gets the experiments up and running, then goes and checks to see how D'nali's doing::
LtDougMcKnight: ::Trails off for just a moment as he considers the schematic:: The problem of comm incompatibility would be much less of a problem if we used some of our own people to man roof top observation posts...
MajorAZinthys: But that reduces the already low manpower we have
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::nods::: But preferable to the mass slaughtering of our people at the hands... or should I say claws of the Hishaka.
Lt TKirr: I am running the study now.. ::turns from Jerun to the console::
EnsAaron Markus: +Suli+ That's about all I have for my preliminary report...I'll stick around here and learn all I can and get back to you.
MajorAZinthys: Yorlon> My main concern is still in individuals who chose to forgo the hibernation. They will be defenseless targets.
Captain Sullivan: *Markus* Very interesting..... continue and report back, Markus.
EnsAaron Markus: +Suli+ Aye, sir.
EnsAaron Markus: +Suli+ Markus out.
MajorAZinthys: Allen> And I still say we give all those who come in for the treatment phasers to defend themselves.
VAdm Blackthorne: The Hishaka... I'm not sure we were ever told exactly what caused the hibernation.
MajorAZinthys: Yorlon> But that makes my job more difficult! I am supposed to keep the peace, not make more problems.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel....Are you still around? ::walks down the coridor Tereel took::
LtDougMcKnight: Do we have room on the ship to look after those people until this blows over? The Atlantis should be nice and secure.
EnsAaron Markus: ::walks around a corner and sees Tereel with her back to him:: Tereel?
MajorAZinthys: Yorlon> We cannot hide from ourselves forever. Eventually we will have to come back and face them again when they reawaken.
MajorAZinthys: Allen> Besides, I'm not sure that's feasible. Who knows where we could be in a month.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> The stories and legends tell of an insectoid race that came to the planet. Large, carnivorous in nature, they slaughtered many... the legends say that our only reprieve
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::she stumbles slightly...trying to keep up with him.....::
MajorAZinthys: Allen> Propoganda.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> ::turns around with something in her hand:: Ah...I thought you would like a refreshment. ::hands Markus a glass::
MajorAZinthys: Allen> You must get the people- all of them- to see this your way.
EnsAaron Markus: Thank you. ::takes glass::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> Came when then would die off after laying their eggs below the surface of the planet..... and for a few weeks or a month... the world was at peace and we were safe to roam.
Lt TKirr: ::studies the search running before her, hoping to find any clues, when she feels a presence about her left shoulder, and whirls in surprise, her shoulder smacking into Jerun's hand, which he quickly pulls away.
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>::turns a glance to her before stopping::The path get narrow ahead. Perhaps you should wait here, and I will come back for you.
EnsAaron Markus: This is a very interesting display. ::points::
MajorAZinthys: Allen> If not, then, when they reawaken, they will be so hopelessly lost, they will almost certainly lash out.
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::rubs her knee and shakes her head:;No no, i am fine, really....
Lt TKirr: ::looks up at Jerun, her glare intense:: What were you doing?
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::shrugs and sips her wine::: They are legends of course... but many cultures carry their history through legends.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::looks sheepish, then suddenly hurt:: I'm sorry.. I didn't mean any offense...::trails off::
VAdm Blackthorne: That's fascinating.
Ahmai Cerridwen: Mreian Psychologist>::a soft chittering nose is heard and he says again...::No, you wait here. I will return. ::suddenly, he takes off at a brisk gate like some sort of machine...leaving her standing there::
Lt TKirr: Explain yourself. ::calls upon the calmer side::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Yes, this is one of my favorite. It contains some of the remains from some of those who didn't make it through the hibernation.
LtDougMcKnight: When is this hibernation expected to start?
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::she shakes her head...somewhat amazed....::Ok, I guess I'll wiat here then! :::she calls after him sarcastically::
VAdm Blackthorne: I wonder if your archaeologists will find actual evidence when given time.
EnsAaron Markus: Didn't make it through?
MajorAZinthys: About 25 days
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Yes. Those who have perished while in hibernation. ::pauses to sip beverage as Markus does the same::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::smiles::: Given time, perhaps... but we have so much to do in the time that is alloted that often times... we have little time for digging through dirt.
Kiley Airell: @::thinks it's kind of odd that she can't find D'nali nor Lata, wonders where they went off to::
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> We usually spend our days preparing for the hibernation... celebrating.... copulating... doing all we can to continue our race.
MajorAZinthys: Allen> I would also like to perform a test
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::puts his hands behind his back:: I... well, you're just such an interesting species, and... well, I wanted to know more about your scent. ::lowers his eyes and then looks away, watching the other--
Lt TKirr: --technicians across the way::
MajorAZinthys: Yorlon> What kind of test?
VAdm Blackthorne: I would imagine! Having only thirty days to do everything you want to... it's hard to fathom.
MajorAZinthys: Allen> Before anything else, we need to determine what effect our weapons will have on your people.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> It is said that, such a passing is very holy...It has even been said that the remains contain "healing powers." But like I said, a lot of what is in here is from theories.
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::she reaches down and picks up a handful of dirt....::
EnsAaron Markus: Have the remains ever been tested or used for healing?
Lt TKirr: ::raises a brow, remembering that Mreians breathe through their skin:: You are.. distracting me from my work.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> I myself have to co-ordinate birthing ceremonies and mating rituals as well as prepare those who do not wake for their journey to the next world.
Lt TKirr: Jerun> ::nods, shifting his weight:: Of course, of course... please, continue. I will not interrupt you.
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Some say they have, but I've never seen it for myself.
MajorAZinthys: Yorlon> Oh.
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::forms the handful of earth into a tightly compacted ball.....::
VAdm Blackthorne: That's quite the responsibility.
LtDougMcKnight: ::Arches an eyebrow, wondering just how Zinthys intends to gather such data::
EnsAaron Markus: ::pulls out tricorder:: May I?
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::waits patiently like a sniper, sitting on the ground....:::
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Of course.
Kiley Airell: @::hears the computer chirp, indicating that she has some results, shrugs at the missing two, and moves back to her office::
MajorAZinthys: Unfortuanetly, there is only one sure way to test this theory.
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> I suppose our jobs are not much different, Admiral... you just have a longer period of time in which you do yours.
MajorAZinthys: ::taps:: +Kirr+ Major Zinthys to Lieutenant T'Kirr.
VAdm Blackthorne: As you will, I'm confident.
Captain Sullivan: <<I thought Zinthys was going to shoot one to test it out. =) >>
Lt TKirr: ::turns back to her work, noticing the search is complete, and begins other tests::
Ahmai Cerridwen: :;starts contimplating diplomacy, and her lack of it....::
VAdm Blackthorne: Call me Ian.
VAdm Blackthorne: <<Me too!>>
Lt TKirr: +Zinthys+ T'Kirr here.
EnsAaron Markus: ::scans remains:: Hmmm. I'm not sure.... I'll have to ask our doctors to look at this...::catalogs scans under medical::
MajorAZinthys: <not yet!>>
MajorAZinthys: +Kirr+ Miss T'Kirr, would you care to venture a hypothesis about what Federation phasers would do to a Mreian?
EnsAaron Markus: What can you tell me more about when the hibernation started?
Captain Sullivan: Ashani> :::inclines her head reverently::: As you wish, Ian. I am honored to be allowed the priviledge of using what we would call your true name.
Lt TKirr: <<*Miss* T'Kirr?!?>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Ms.?>>
Kiley Airell: ((LOL))
Captain Sullivan: <<Are you a Mrs? =) >>
EnsAaron Markus: Tereel> Come. This way. ::walks down another hallway::
Lt TKirr: <<Who said it was my last name lol>>
VAdm Blackthorne: (( Why sho', Miss T'Kirr! If'n y'all was in th' south! __
MajorAZinthys: <<Would you have preferred "Mr."?>>
EnsAaron Markus: <<LOL>>
MajorAZinthys: <<It was my knowledge that Vulcans only have on name>>
MajorAZinthys: <<one*>>
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
Captain Sullivan: :::pauses:::
EnsAaron Markus: ::paused::
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::pausesed::
Captain Sullivan: TWEEEEEEEEEET!
Captain Sullivan: Company!
Kiley Airell: ::AA::
Captain Sullivan: Atten-HUT!
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::aa::
EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
Ahmai Cerridwen: :;wins::
LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::
Captain Sullivan: :::slips Airell a cookie:::
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::intercepts::
Kiley Airell: *puts the cookie with her brownie*
Kiley Airell: *stealst he cookie back from Ahmai*
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::cries::
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, for the record, the correct answer on how many names a Vulcan has is, "Who gives a fuck?"
EnsAaron Markus: ::gives Ahmai his cookie from last week::
MajorAZinthys: ::Cheers::
Ahmai Cerridwen: DING DING DING!
Ahmai Cerridwen: ::smiles and take sthe cookie::thank you
VAdm Blackthorne: Sorry. Been watching too many Triumph the insult dog clips. :-)
VAdm Blackthorne: So, next week, the plot thickens...
Captain Sullivan: Who the heck is Triumph the Insult Dog?