MajorAZinthys:

MajorAZinthys: Heya, Aaron!

OnlineHost: Jack Leirone has entered the room.

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening folks

Jack Leirone: ::nods::

LMajAdamDrake: Evening Jack!

EnsAaron Markus: Hello Jack.

MajorAZinthys: Does anybody else use Yahoo!?

EnsAaron Markus: I do.

OnlineHost: WillFMarlowe has entered the room.

MajorAZinthys: Have you had any problems logging in to it?

EnsAaron Markus: Off and on.

EnsAaron Markus: What kind of internet service do you have?

MajorAZinthys: NetZero

EnsAaron Markus: Dial up....

MajorAZinthys: yeah

EnsAaron Markus: Problem number one....

EnsAaron Markus: What O.S.?

MajorAZinthys: maybe I'll try at school tomorrow...

MajorAZinthys: XP

EnsAaron Markus: Home?

MajorAZinthys: yeah

EnsAaron Markus: Problem number two.....

Jack Leirone: ::listens to Pachelbel's Canon::

EnsAaron Markus: What brand of computer?

MajorAZinthys: I've never had a problem until... last weekend'

LMajAdamDrake: XP isn't bad.

EnsAaron Markus: Home is....

MajorAZinthys: Everything Microsoft makes is bad, though I'm sure Jason

would argue with me about the XBox.

EnsAaron Markus: ::laughs::

MajorAZinthys: no, wait.... he wouldn't

LMajAdamDrake: PS2 is better.

MajorAZinthys: I've actually never played an XBox, so I cannot comment

EnsAaron Markus: ((<------computer tech extrodinaire))

Jack Leirone: ((<----has trouble opening CD-ROM drive))

MajorAZinthys: Although, the only game is seems to have is Halo

MajorAZinthys: And that's now on PC

EnsAaron Markus: ::laughs::

EnsAaron Markus: I know, I have it.

MajorAZinthys: Well. This should be fun.

EnsAaron Markus: Oh yeah.

MajorAZinthys: I've just been informed that I am supposed to be running this

sim, despite the fact that I haven't been here in, oh, two weeks.

EnsAaron Markus: ::snickers::

MajorAZinthys: Add to that the fact that I cannot check my mail, so, if

Jason did send me something, I can't get into it.

MajorAZinthys: Yeah. This should be interesting.

MajorAZinthys: Alright.

MajorAZinthys: ::pulls of the Whistle of Polishedness +5 and blows into it::

MajorAZinthys: Attention!!

ElRiov trIdrys: ::AA::

EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::

LMajAdamDrake: ::@@::

Jack Leirone: ::AA::

WillFMarlowe: ::AA::

MajorAZinthys: Alright. You guys are gonna have to tell me what happened,

since I don't know. Volunteers?

LMajAdamDrake: ::raises hand::

OnlineHost: LtDougMcKnight has entered the room.

MajorAZinthys: Shoot, Drake.

LMajAdamDrake: We left Starbase in the Admiral's typical fashion and headed

out, with the USS Discovery hot on our heels, to investigate the crystalline

ship/species. Other than that, nothing. ::steps back in line::

MajorAZinthys: Where are we headed?

LMajAdamDrake: Back to where we were attacked - I assumed, unless I missed

that.

MajorAZinthys: Kay.

MajorAZinthys: So, here goes...

MajorAZinthys: We are currently en route to the site of our previous battle

with aforementioned crystalline creatures.

MajorAZinthys: Presumably, science is still working on a way to communicate

with them.

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks at the presence of no science personnel::

MajorAZinthys: All other departments should be ready in case we are

attacked.

Jack Leirone: ::smirks::

MajorAZinthys: Questions?

LMajAdamDrake: ::shakes head::

MajorAZinthys: Very well.

MajorAZinthys: ++BEGIN SIM++

LMajAdamDrake: ::standing in engineering::

EnsAaron Markus: ::Working out in the gym::

Jack Leirone: ::walks out of quarters a little disoriented::

WillFMarlowe: ::in sickbay with a patient after a minor operation::

EnsAaron Markus: ::Practicing kata::

Jack Leirone: ((scratch...holodeck instead of quarterss))

LMajAdamDrake: ::taps a console and looks at the readouts - all working

properly for a change::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::heading from messhall with T'Nal to Sickbay as break

comes to an end:::

MajorAZinthys: <<Ah, and something else you may wish to know. We will

not be reaching the battle...space until after this sim, so feel free to make

use of the time for character development>>

EnsAaron Markus: <<Thanks>>

ElRiov trIdrys: You're kind of quiet this morning love.

LMajAdamDrake: Paxton! You've got engineering, call me if anything happens.

LMajAdamDrake: Paxton> Like what?

EnsAaron Markus: ::finishes kata and begins on working out on the heavy

bag::

MajorAZinthys: ::Looks around at the barren bridge::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::nods:: Yeah Hakkie ... ::stifles sneeze:: Not much

to talk about.

LMajAdamDrake: ::turns around:: Anything. If the warp core is going to

breach, but only if you can't fix it yourself. ::smiles with a joking grin

as he walks from Engineering::

LMajAdamDrake: ::steps into a turbolift:: Bridge.

WillFMarlowe: ::to his patient:: It's all out--nice and easy. Just mind the

wrist for a day or two and you'll be fine.

Jack Leirone: ::enters quarters, looks around slightly worried::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Looks over a padd in his quarters, a duty roster that had

been completed before he got off his shift, and reads until he's satisfied

that security is ready::

WillFMarlowe: Patient> Thanks, doc. ::stands and exits::

ElRiov trIdrys: > Hm. Well there's always work ahead of us. Keeps us busy.

MajorAZinthys: <m> Here we go again. Command of the bridge, tactical,

helm, ops...

MajorAZinthys: <m> What don't I do?

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Hakkie have you given any thought to what we're

gonna call our kid?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Tosses the padd onto his bedside table, and starts

rummaging around in his closet for some comfortable civvies::

WillFMarlowe: ::pockets his medical tricorder and makes an entry in the

medical logs::

MajorAZinthys: Security. That's what I don't do. 'Least it seems that way,

sometimes...

ElRiov trIdrys: > Hm? Oh ... well we will have to pick out a name soon.

ElRiov trIdrys: :::arrives in Sickbay with T'Nal:::

LMajAdamDrake: ::steps out onto the bridge and over to the engineering

console to check the relays::

Jack Leirone: ::sits on bed, stares blankly at the floor, thinking hard::

ElRiov trIdrys: Back to the ol' salt mines. Inventory and suchlike. ::grins

at T'Nal::

MajorAZinthys: ::nods at Drake::

Jack Leirone: +Drake+ Leirone to Drake.

EnsAaron Markus: ::stops working on the heavy bag:: Computer, one opponent,

level 17 Vulcan martial arts. ::computer gives usual series of beeps and

creates the "opponent"::

MajorAZinthys: ::Suddenly quite after having almost been caught talking to

himself::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Yeah. Heigh ho heigh ho and all that ...

LMajAdamDrake: +Leirone+ Go ahead, Jack. ::brings up diagnostics::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::sets to work on inventory and wonders why it's either

that or a deluge of patients:::

Jack Leirone: +Drake+ You need me for anything, Chief?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Changes into a pair of jeans and a plaid flannel shirt::

Alrighty, now I'm in costume.

LMajAdamDrake: +Leirone+ Negative, Ensign.

Jack Leirone: ::stands up and heads back to the holodeck::

LMajAdamDrake: ::taps the console again and access the bridge relays and

checks their status with other systems, finding them to be in perfect running

order::

EnsAaron Markus: ::looks opponent up and down:: Begin... ::nails the opp. in

the side of the head with a crushing kick, sending it to the floor::

Jack Leirone: ::steps into turbolift:: Holodeck two.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Heads to the replicator:: Computer, gimme a 6 pack.

Dark, light, I don't care, just something Terran. You're way too fond of

this alien crap. And bottles, if you don't mind. Drinking straight out of

the can just seems so

LtDougMcKnight: college.

MajorAZinthys: Mr. Drake.

LMajAdamDrake: ::turns:: Yes, Major?

WillFMarlowe: ::assists a med tech with a crate of supplies, then sits at an

unused console and reads a bit from the latest Starfleet medical journal::

MajorAZinthys: How goes that little glitch with the phasers we had earlier?

EnsAaron Markus: Computer....::looking disappointed:: Level 25...::series of

beeps and a replaced opp.:: Begin....

LtDougMcKnight: ::Mutters as he grabs his beer:: This drinking thing is

getting to be a disturbing trend. I really need to take up tennis or

something.

LMajAdamDrake: ::smirks:: Well taken care of, Major, I assure you. The

phasers should be in working order and I have a team that will keep an eye on

them at all times.

MajorAZinthys: Excellent.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Laces up his hiking boots, picks up his tasty beverages,

and heads on down to the holodecks::

LMajAdamDrake: Major, do you enjoy your solitude up here on the bridge? I

see it and it seems to me that it leaves something to be desired. ::looks at

the Major, palming a PADD::

Jack Leirone: ::walks out of turbolift and steps up to the computer

console:: Computer, run fight program with armed assailant...in high rise

building...night time, raining, downtown Chicago.

EnsAaron Markus: ::opp. blocks the kick and counters with a open hand to the

chest:: Oooof!!! ::lands on floor::

MajorAZinthys: I was actually considering wandering around the corridors

aimlessly, but, alas, there is nobody to take over for me.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::qw:: Hakkie I hate ta ask you again but what WILL

we name him ... or her?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Grins as he walks past Leirone, stating his request::

It's not Kung Fu, but hey, what is?

Jack Leirone: ::continuing:: On the roof. Safety program...disabled.

EnsAaron Markus: Much better....::gets up and goes after opp. with a series

of punches and kicks that makes the Matrix look like child's play, opp.

blocking and countering and back and forth....::

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Warning, disabling the safety protocals puts

risk on user, such a command is not recommended.

ElRiov trIdrys: > ::looks over at T'Nal:: ::qw:: I told you, we can decide

on it later. Jon or Gigi ... nothing spectacular just so long as the tyke has

a name.

Jack Leirone: ::smirks:: I'll take it anyway, Computer.

LMajAdamDrake: ::smirks:: Don't you ever wish for interaction?

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Acknowledged.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Arches an eyebrow:: Not working off enough testosterone

in engineering, ensign?

MajorAZinthys: But of course. Things are just rather hectic right now

without Captain Sullivan.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::somewhat louder:: What? Jon? Gigi? What sort of

names are those? And just what pray tell is wrong with a name like Nerys or

... or ... or T'Pring or ... or ... ::sputters::

Jack Leirone: ::steps inside onto a dampened roof of a building with his

opponent on the opposite side of him:: Perfect.

MajorAZinthys: ::looks kinda sad at that::

ElRiov trIdrys: > :::evqw::: Sssssssshhhhhhhhh ... ::looks around:: Please

keep it down love. I promise you, we will talk about it ... but we got to do

the usual grind of inventory! ::last said through unusually clenched teeth::

LtDougMcKnight: Well, isn't he just the life of the wake?

LMajAdamDrake: ::perks an eyebrow at the emotions felt, but disregards::

I'm heading to ten forward, would you like me to bring you anything, Major?

::stands::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::goes back to work without a word, pouting majorly

big-time::

MajorAZinthys: No. Thank you, though.

EnsAaron Markus: ::finally learns the opp.'s style and lets the opp. lose

its balance by dodging a heavy punch instead of blocking, then uses the

opp.'s own weight to send it flying across the gym, hitting the wall with a

thud and vanishing::

Jack Leirone: ::runs at assailant, dodging two shots and finally grabbing

the wrist and knocking the phaser out of the hand, making it skid across the

floor::

WillFMarlowe: ::glances askance at the expecting couple, then focuses on the

journal with a renewed studiousness::

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods:: If you'd like any company, let me know. I have

some pretty inticing holodeck programs that are duo-based sparring programs.

::smiles:: Just let me know if you're interested.

Jack Leirone: ::series of punches and blocks...the opponent is wearing an

old-fashioned ski-mask, black::

EnsAaron Markus: ::collapses to the floor:: Whew......

MajorAZinthys: Thank you. I will.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Walks on to the nearest unoccupied holodeck, and starts

inputting commands on the console::

LtDougMcKnight: Computer, load program. Directory McKnight, file Montana.

Jack Leirone: ::sweep kick brings opponent down, opponent pulls him down as

well:: Damn it!

EnsAaron Markus: ::sits and meditates for a moment to regain his strength::

ElRiov trIdrys: > ::turns to T'Nal:: I ...

LtDougMcKnight: ::Puffs up his chest:: Safeties off!

LMajAdamDrake: ::steps up into the turbolift:: Deck 8, senior officer's

quarters.

MajorAZinthys: <<LOL!!>>

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::holds up hand:: Don't ... say ... a word. ::looks

away and goes back to work::

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Warning, disabling the safety protocals puts

risk on user, such a command is not recommended.

Jack Leirone: ::struggles to get mask off...discovers it's an attractive

woman:: Ooh. Nice touch, computer. ::receives hard punch in the nose::

LtDougMcKnight: Computer, shut the fuck up. I'm pretty sure I can handle a

bunch of mosquitoes, and I promise not to drink these while driving. Give me

my goddam program.

Jack Leirone: ((whoa whoa whoa!))

MajorAZinthys: <<LOL!!!>>

ElRiov trIdrys: (( ROFL ))

LMajAdamDrake: {{::laughs::}}

EnsAaron Markus: ::gets up and walks out to nearest TL:: Take me to my

quarters. ::TL takes off::

Jack Leirone: ((::is used to censored sims:: Just shocking.))

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Acknowledged.

EnsAaron Markus: <<this is uncensored>>

Jack Leirone: ((I guessed))

EnsAaron Markus: <<::grins>>

LtDougMcKnight: Damned right.

MajorAZinthys: <<Ah. ::Laughs... tries to stops, but just keeps

chuckling::>>

EnsAaron Markus: ::gets dropped off two doors away from quarters::

Jack Leirone: ::gets back up and lets her get up as well, side kick,

blocked. Jump kick, blocked. Blocks identical moves::

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks out into the hallway and down to his quarters::

MajorAZinthys: ::Looks at the section of his console that helm is slaved

to::

Jack Leirone: Computer, I want two broadswords.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Walks inside, and waits for the doors to close behind him

before turning to appreciate a faithful recreation of a highway rest stop, in

the parking lot of which rests a faithful recreation of his pickup truck back

home::

Jack Leirone: ::to opponent:: Let's make this interesting.

EnsAaron Markus: ::walks to door and steps through and heads straight to

sonic shower::

MajorAZinthys: ::Sees that it's going to be around a hour before they make

to their destination::

Jack Leirone: ::swords appear, picks one up and tosses to opponent, readies

own:: Got a name, sweetums?

LMajAdamDrake: ::pulls off his shirt and puts on a new one sleeveless

t-shirt, and then gets into a pair of athletic shorts and walks out into the

turbolift again:: Holodeck 2.

Jack Leirone: Ariel> Yeah. Ariel. You ready or not?

EnsAaron Markus: ::finishes sonic shower, gets dressed and heads for mess

hall::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Opens up the gate to the open cargo area in back of his

truck, and takes a seat, idly sipping one of his beers as he watches a not so

faithful recreation of an American highway::

Jack Leirone: ::charges, swords clash, a viscious battle begins::

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks out onto the deck and walks up to console::

Computer, activate program Drake Swim Alpha 5.

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Unable to comply.

LMajAdamDrake: Why not? ::looks up with interest::

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Holodeck currently in use.

LMajAdamDrake: ::frowns:: By whom?

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Jack Leirone.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Thinks back to the last time he actually got home and went

for a nice long drive. It was hover cars as a rule, amongst those who even

bothered with such forms of transport::

LMajAdamDrake: ::frowns some more:: Addict.

Jack Leirone: ::gets cut on the shoulder:: Ooh. Someone's good with a blade.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Pats the side of the holographic truck:: Don't worry,

sweetheart. Some of us still know a classic when we see one.

Jack Leirone: Ariel> Shut up.

MajorAZinthys: ACTION> The holodeck programs suddenly begin to merge,

with a truck aiming at Jack and a crazy chick with a sword charging at Doug.

Jack Leirone: ((what the hell?)

LtDougMcKnight: (lol)

Jack Leirone: ((I don't know if...whatever))

EnsAaron Markus: <<LOL>>

LtDougMcKnight: ::Steps out of the way quickly, and starts looking at his

beer suspiciously::

Jack Leirone: ::jumps out of way of truck:: What the hell is that doing on a

roof of a building?

Jack Leirone: ::charges Ariel::

Jack Leirone: Ariel> ::charges Jack::

LtDougMcKnight: What the hell is the roof of a building doing on

interstate...

LtDougMcKnight: Okay, I never bothered to name the interstate, but it's

still pretty...

OnlineHost: Lt jg D Ellis has entered the room.

Lt jg D Ellis: ( ::sneaks in:: )

Jack Leirone: ::both attempt a tricky move and wind up arms clashed and

blades an inch away from necks::

MajorAZinthys: <<::Catches Ellis::>>

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks into the holodeck::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Backpedals like a maniac, dodging swipe after swipe:: Can

we talk about this?

EnsAaron Markus: <<Ellis!!!!>>

Jack Leirone: ::turns to see Drake. Computer, pause program.::

Jack Leirone: Ariel> ::freezes in place::

Lt jg D Ellis: (Sorry guys.. Just got home from try outs)

LtDougMcKnight: Computer, little help?

Jack Leirone: Need something, sir?

EnsAaron Markus: ::walks into the mess hall and grabs a turkey sandwhich and

a glass of milk, sits down::

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks at the truck:: Should I ask?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Hurls his beer bottle at the face of his oncoming

opponent, catching her across the forehead::

Jack Leirone: If not, I'd like to get back to business.

Lt jg D Ellis: ::sitting in the corner of the lounage with Noah who's

pulling her hair::

MajorAZinthys: Computer> Restate query.

Jack Leirone: ((program is paused, Doug))

MajorAZinthys: <<He's in a different holodeck>>

LtDougMcKnight: (Mine isn't.)

Jack Leirone: ((wha...damn it...nevermind))

Jack Leirone: ((thought we were merged or something))

MajorAZinthys: <<Just the programs>>

EnsAaron Markus: ::eats his sandwhich and drinks his milk:: MMMMMM

Jack Leirone: Need something, Chief?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Charges forward with a speed that makes Neo look like Fat

Albert, and grabs at the hilt of his assailant's weapon::

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks around:: I was hoping to use the holodeck, but I'll

let you get back to your truck.

Lt jg D Ellis: ::is trying to untagle the child's fingers from her hair::

This is why my hair is always braided..

ElRiov trIdrys: (( sorry if I am slow but this computer is giving me some

problems ... ))

Jack Leirone: Truck's not mine. Girl is.

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks around:: What girl?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Head butts the sword chick to the face, wrenching the

sword from her grip as he hears the sickening crack of her nose breaking::

MajorAZinthys: <<'sok. We understand>>

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks around some more, looking for the girl:: I apologize

for intruding, Ensign.

EnsAaron Markus: ::finishes his snack and heads back to his quarters::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Considers asking what the hell's going on, but instead

settles for decapitating her::

LtDougMcKnight: Now that's a road trip.

LtDougMcKnight: Bitch!

Lt jg D Ellis: ::notes that Noah is still pulling at her left ear:: Ok

kid.. back to sick bay

Jack Leirone: Computer, can I have my opponent back?

MajorAZinthys: <<::Suddenly gets it and ROTFLMAO::>>

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Please restate inquiry.

EnsAaron Markus: ::gets to his quarters and sits at his desk to look at his

father's holoimage:: Hey dad...

Lt jg D Ellis: ::puts Noah back in his snuggly and heads for sick bay::

Jack Leirone: My opponent disappeared. Please bring program: Ariel

back...and get rid of that truck.

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Unable to comply, computer program matrix have

been interlocked.

Lt jg D Ellis: Noah> ::still pulling his mother's hair for nothing

better to do::

Jack Leirone: Disable program, restart.

Lt jg D Ellis: ::walks in sick bay and looks around::

Lt jg D Ellis: Hello?

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Unable to comply, activation subroutines are

offline.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::looks around:: Hello Lieutenant.

LMajAdamDrake: ::frowns:: Holo-technology. What a load of crap.

Lt jg D Ellis: ::smiles at whateverhisnameisinthissim:: Hi Doc.. Hot a

moment?

Jack Leirone: Ah forget it. Terminate program. Door.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Tosses the sword aside, and gets back into his truck,

where the key is already in the ignition::

Lt jg D Ellis: *Have!

OnlineHost: Kiley Airell has entered the room.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods:: Of course. What can I do for you?

Kiley Airell: ((Sorry I'm late . . . totally lost track of time!!!))

EnsAaron Markus: Sure do miss ya...::looks at computer screen and taps it

on:: Computer, play last letter sent by my mom. ::image of his mom pops up on

screen and begins::

Jack Leirone: ((Hey Kiley))

Lt jg D Ellis: (Yay! I wasn't the lastest)

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Unable to comply, arch subroutines are offline.

Kiley Airell: ((LOL))

ElRiov trIdrys: (( Evening Kiley ))

LMajAdamDrake: Jack, let's fix this thing.

Lt jg D Ellis: ::looks down at the baby on her chest:: He keeps pulling

at his ear

LMajAdamDrake: ::thinks:: Where was the arch to begin with?

WillFMarlowe: ::shuts down the console, then looks at the logs to see if

there are any more appointments for the day::

Jack Leirone: Stuck in a damn holodeck. I was having a damn good fight.

::points:: Right there.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::frowns:: Hmm. Well, let's see. ::gestures to biobed:: This

way please ...

LMajAdamDrake: ::points and rubs his hand against the ground and opens a

working hatch::

LMajAdamDrake: How good are you at holodeck technology and configuration?

Lt jg D Ellis: ::walks over and takes Noah out of his suggly and lays him

on the bio bed::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Hums softly along with the radio as the truck sooms down

the highway, making blurs of trees, cars, and double golden arches::

Jack Leirone: I'm all right, I guess.

EnsAaron Markus: Mom> Hello, son. How are you? Hope everything's going

well on your new ship. You know I'm very proud of you. Nile misses you.

::reaches down and lifts up an orange tabby who quick meows::

EnsAaron Markus: ::smiles::

LMajAdamDrake: Do you know how to disengage the holomatrix from the hologrid

with blowing the power relays?

Lt jg D Ellis: Noah> ::doing that spit bubble thing::

Jack Leirone: You mean WITHOUT blowing the power relays?

LMajAdamDrake: *Without

Kiley Airell: ::in her quarters reading messages from her family::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Runs over Ariel when she re-appears and tries to charge

him::

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods:: Yes.

LtDougMcKnight: Ah, screw this, if anything, I'm too sober for this.

MajorAZinthys: <<LOL>>

ElRiov trIdrys: :::takes out medical tricorder and looks Noah over:::

Jack Leirone: Sure thing, Chief. ::kneels at work hatch::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::scanscanscanscanscan:::

EnsAaron Markus: Mom> Well I won't keep you long. I'm sure you have

plenty to do and all those friends to hang out with. So you run along

and..... ::looks down then back up:: don't get lost. ::tears start to fall::

LMajAdamDrake: Careful to make sure the EM relays are working in conjunction

with the secondly phase coils.

Lt jg D Ellis: He hasn't had a fever, but he's been very fussy...

EnsAaron Markus: ::the screen goes blank::

EnsAaron Markus: I won't mom.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods:: Let me see here. ::pulls out device and looks

inside ear::

Kiley Airell: ::smiles as she reads a message from her little brother. He

was going on and on about how he couldn't wait until he could apply for the

Academy::

Jack Leirone: Got it. ::begins working in the hatch::

EnsAaron Markus: ::takes one last look at his dad's holoimage and heads up

to the bridge::

Jack Leirone: What the hell caused that program merge? ::while working::

Lt jg D Ellis: Noah> ::grabs Hakim's hair::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::steps back carefully:: Ummm let's try this again.

EnsAaron Markus: ::arrives at the bridge and takes his place at helm once

more with total composure::

MajorAZinthys: ::nods to Markus::

EnsAaron Markus: Sir...::nods::

MajorAZinthys: ::releases the helm control::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Thumps his dash board in time with the radio:: I, am a

material girl...

Lt jg D Ellis: Sorry about that.. he likes to pull hair

Lt jg D Ellis: how's TNal?

EnsAaron Markus: ::takes helm control and calculates distance to

destination::

ElRiov trIdrys: She's ... all right.

Kiley Airell: ::she was glad she wasn't at home because she KNEW he was

driving their parents crazy, and she'd be with them::

Jack Leirone: EM relays and phase coils copasetic...

ElRiov trIdrys: ::bends down and shines light in Noah's ear:: Does he have

any pains here? Any loss of balance?

Lt jg D Ellis: ::blinks:: Not if he's become a she he's not

LMajAdamDrake: ::sees the shoulder:: Jack, what happened? ::kneels down

and looks at the shoulder:: Are the safeties off?

Jack Leirone: Yeah. Almost got this...

ElRiov trIdrys: She ... as in T'Nal, Lieutenant.

Lt jg D Ellis: ::smacks forhead::

Lt jg D Ellis: Sorry.. Sleep deprived.. ::laughs:: You'll understand soon

enough

ElRiov trIdrys: ::grins:: Of course we do have those Swedish routines. But

they don't come with Starfleet insurance.

EnsAaron Markus: We should arrive in about 50 minutes. ::to no one in

particular::

LMajAdamDrake: Why were you in here without the safeties?

LtDougMcKnight: Well hey, crud. I forgot my stereotypical fishing vest!

Lt jg D Ellis: ::laughs::

Jack Leirone: I like it that way. ::turns and gives a smirk to Drake::

Lt jg D Ellis: has she gotten her snezzing undercontorl?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Pulls onto a shoulder, and gets out of the truck::

LtDougMcKnight: Computer, pause program.

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Unable to comply.

ElRiov trIdrys: Mostly, that tea is very helpful. we're quite grateful for

that.

Kiley Airell: ::takes a few minutes to respond to her brother. ::

LMajAdamDrake: You like being hurt?

EnsAaron Markus: ::sets long range scanners for straight ahead:: I don't see

anything in our way, and no sign of the crystalline objects....yet.

LtDougMcKnight: Care to elaborate on that, you testament to Drake's raging

incompetence?

ElRiov trIdrys: Has your son had problems hearing? Any loss of balance or

anything?

MajorAZinthys: Very well. Maintain scans.

EnsAaron Markus: Aye, sir.

LMajAdamDrake: Comply> The activation subroutines are offline.

Jack Leirone: No. I like reality.

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods:: I can understand that.

Lt jg D Ellis: ::nods:: Not that's I've noticed.. Not that an elevn month

old is ver balanced to began with

LtDougMcKnight: Uh...then can you give me a fishing vest?

Jack Leirone: Got it!

LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Acknowledged. ::gives him the fishing vest::

MajorAZinthys: ++PAUSE SIM++

Lt jg D Ellis: pasued

Kiley Airell: ::paused::

LMajAdamDrake: ::paused::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::desuaP::

Jack Leirone: ::paused::

EnsAaron Markus: ::paused::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Paused::

MajorAZinthys: Good sim, everyone. Thank you for hanging in there with me.

EnsAaron Markus: ::nods::

LMajAdamDrake: Raging incompetenace? ::looks at McKnight::

LtDougMcKnight: Any time, Major Dad.

MajorAZinthys: I have nothing else, so goodbye and good night.

LtDougMcKnight: The ragingest.

Kiley Airell: night all

OnlineHost: MajorAZinthys has left the room.

Lt jg D Ellis: night all

OnlineHost: Kiley Airell has left the room.

LtDougMcKnight: Night Ellis.

OnlineHost: Lt jg D Ellis has left the room.

ElRiov trIdrys: niters folks

LMajAdamDrake: Bah to you!