AIM Chat with WillFMarlowe, LMajAdamDrake, MajorAZinthys, elriovtridrys, JackLeirone.

7:27 PM

EnsAaron Markus has joined this chat.

Jack Leirone: What? No!

ElRiov trIdrys: bak

EnsAaron Markus: ::walks in with a smile:: Hello, everyone.

VAdm Blackthorne: Evening, all!

LMajAdamDrake: Evening Admiral! :nods:: Evening Aaron!

EnsAaron Markus: ::nods:: Adam

LMajAdamDrake: How are you?

EnsAaron Markus: Not bad.

LtDougMcKnight has joined this chat.

LMajAdamDrake: Evening Doug! ::waves::

EnsAaron Markus: Got a 98 for my first semester grade.

LMajAdamDrake: Gosh, I got major laggage tonight... ::shrugs::

LMajAdamDrake: That's good!

7:30 PM

EnsAaron Markus: Very good...I'm very happy...Now I get to play with Server 2003.

VAdm Blackthorne: It's pretty slick

EnsAaron Markus: It is.

EnsAaron Markus: I like it.

LMajAdamDrake: Server what 2003 who?

EnsAaron Markus: Windows' new O.S.

LMajAdamDrake: Ah.

VAdm Blackthorne: I have a P4 under my desk at work with a half a terabyte of storage running Server 2k3, and it's job is to share out iTunes and host Linux ISOs.

LtDougMcKnight: Hey folks.

LMajAdamDrake: ::beats his major lag:: Damn you! ::shakes fist::

EnsAaron Markus: Cool.

EnsAaron Markus: lol

VAdm Blackthorne: Oh, and run SETI@home

LtDougMcKnight: BRB. Watching the History Channel. I wanna see if Rome manages to fight off Attila.

EnsAaron Markus: lol

VAdm Blackthorne: Rather a waste of hardware, but meh.

LMajAdamDrake: Want to know the best 80s song ever?

EnsAaron Markus: There are a few guys at school running SETI.

Jack Leirone: Whoo!! 8700 bonus! I playing Snood.

VAdm Blackthorne: I already know it.

LMajAdamDrake: What do you think it is?

VAdm Blackthorne: Whatever I think it is, I'm right, because I at least remember the 80s.

VAdm Blackthorne:

LMajAdamDrake:  That's just 'cause you're old.

EnsAaron Markus:

ElRiov trIdrys: heck I remember the late 50s. Stone Age.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::Zaps him::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::knew he would have to::

MajorAZinthys: ::remembers no good 80's songs::

LMajAdamDrake: ::limps around:: That stung, walk it off, walk it off...

VAdm Blackthorne: Blasphemy!

ElRiov trIdrys: Isn't "good 80s songs" an oxymoron?

LtDougMcKnight: Okay, commercial break.

EnsAaron Markus: The only good 80's songs were on the miami vice soundtrack.

LtDougMcKnight: But it's not looking too good for the skirt wearers.

ElRiov trIdrys: LOL

VAdm Blackthorne: The hair bands were in the 80s, and it doesn't get better than that.

LMajAdamDrake: ::laughs:: Africa by Toto. Greatest song ever.

VAdm Blackthorne: Only if you're trying to impress a chick.

Jack Leirone: I'm gonna have to go with Let It Be by the Beatles.

VAdm Blackthorne: Wrong era, gg nextmap

ElRiov trIdrys: Madonna came into "Vogue" back in the 80s so it wasn't all that bad.

7:35 PM

LMajAdamDrake: We Built This City by Jefferson Starship (or whatever the hell their name was) is also good.

EnsAaron Markus: That one was good.

VAdm Blackthorne: They were better in the 60s and 70s when Grace Slick was more prominent.

Jack Leirone: Jefferson Airplane.

LtDougMcKnight: You're all fools! She Blinded Me With Science is the best music gets!

LMajAdamDrake: Not according to the CD I have, Jack.

Jack Leirone: ::chuckles:: Jefferson Starship...

EnsAaron Markus: Lol

VAdm Blackthorne: Same band.

Jack Leirone: LIES!!!

LMajAdamDrake: It has them listed as just Starship,

VAdm Blackthorne: The correct answer is any song Dream Theater made in the 80s.

EnsAaron Markus: ::wonders if this crew will ever grow up::

ElRiov trIdrys: That's odd Jack I never heard of a band by THAT name

LtDougMcKnight: Oh, be quiet. Growing up just means forsaking all joy.

LMajAdamDrake: If you'll all wait for two seconds - I need to reboot.

VAdm Blackthorne: I have plenty of joy. Zapping you brings me joy. ::grins::

Jack Leirone: There's this band called Innocent Blue that's pretty cool.

EnsAaron Markus: ::looks at Adm., shakes head:: Nah.

ElRiov trIdrys: Ah. So Sullivan must've borrowed a cattleprod from Morri huh Admiral?

VAdm Blackthorne: They both got them from me.

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ElRiov trIdrys: Ah ...

ElRiov trIdrys: the Master. ::bows in reverence::

VAdm Blackthorne: I have a whole collection. ::Evil::

ElRiov trIdrys: I am not worthy ... only humble Grasshopper.

VAdm Blackthorne: Stop it or I'll zap you.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods::

MajorAZinthys: ::just laughs::

ElRiov trIdrys: I wonder if Anna and I are the only people at CPA who enjoy KF and KF:TLC ...

EnsAaron Markus: ::raises hand:: Zap me, Zap me...

7:40 PM

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VAdm Blackthorne: ::shrugs, zaps::

VAdm Blackthorne: What's that, Idrys?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis has joined this chat.

LMajAdamDrake: ::strides back in::

EnsAaron Markus: Dakota!!!!!

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: sorry.. was working on homework

ElRiov trIdrys: Kung Fu and Kung Fu: The Legend Continues.

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening Dakota

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Hi

Jack Leirone: ::nods::

EnsAaron Markus: Sure that's what they all say...

LMajAdamDrake: OK, that's better.

LMajAdamDrake: Evening Dak!

LMajAdamDrake: ::shrugs and tramples his computer:: Test?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: lol

EnsAaron Markus: lol

Jack Leirone: Headbutting it works, Drake.

LMajAdamDrake: Still laggy, damn it all.

LMajAdamDrake: ::headbutts his computer::

VAdm Blackthorne: I am too, must be AIM

LMajAdamDrake: Nothing.

ElRiov trIdrys: don't ... drop .... it ...

EnsAaron Markus: Let me work on it...I'll fix it.

LMajAdamDrake: Well, now it's working fairly well.

LMajAdamDrake: It won't last.

Jack Leirone: Oh it's not a Mac, huh.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Chip did that once.. Dropped her laptop.. lol

VAdm Blackthorne: Hay, I like Kung Fu.

EnsAaron Markus: ::pulls out big mallet::

VAdm Blackthorne: Never saw TLC, just the original.

LMajAdamDrake: ::points to Idrys:: He did it too!

ElRiov trIdrys: wasn't so LOL for a while here the other day.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Is that your way of trying to get her butt back on line, Eric?

LMajAdamDrake: ::stands against the wall, whistling to himself::

ElRiov trIdrys: nope.

VAdm Blackthorne: Alright alright, let's actually sim or something.

EnsAaron Markus: lol

MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle::

MajorAZinthys: Attention!!

LMajAdamDrake: ::@@::

EnsAaron Markus: ::AA::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::AA::

Jack Leirone: ::AA::

LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::

WillFMarlowe: ::AA::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::AA::

7:45 PM

The AIM service could not send the message: A message or picture is too large to be transmitted.

VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, tonight, the Atlantis and the Discovery have left the spot of the original encounter with the crystalline race, and are following a trail that is harmonic in nature.

VAdm Blackthorne: How that is possible in space is still a mystery, as is most of their language, but we continue. Questions?

LMajAdamDrake: Yes. ::raises hand::

VAdm Blackthorne: Drake?

LMajAdamDrake: What happened last week? Just a short run down...

LtDougMcKnight: (Woo, Hun butt has been kicked!)

EnsAaron Markus: Please....

VAdm Blackthorne: RTFB

MajorAZinthys: You died. Don't you remember?

VAdm Blackthorne: Any others?

Jack Leirone: ::raises hand::

VAdm Blackthorne: Jack?

LtDougMcKnight: Blood from bow to stern. Gross.

LMajAdamDrake: ::frowns::

EnsAaron Markus: <<RTFB??>>

Jack Leirone: What do you mean by 'Harmonic?'

LMajAdamDrake: {{Read the Fucking Brief}}

VAdm Blackthorne: << Thank you, Drake. >>

LMajAdamDrake: {{::nods:: Anytime.}}

VAdm Blackthorne: As in auditory in nature.

EnsAaron Markus: <<AH>>

Jack Leirone: Danke schon.

VAdm Blackthorne: Bitte

VAdm Blackthorne: Any others?

VAdm Blackthorne: OK then.


VAdm Blackthorne: Er, BEGIN SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

MajorAZinthys: <<::Sims::>>

LMajAdamDrake: ::standing in engineering::

EnsAaron Markus: ::Sits at H/Ops, sipping pizza flavored soup with little round noodles in it...::

Jack Leirone: ::also standing in engineering::

WillFMarlowe: ::at work in sickbay::

EnsAaron Markus: MMMM

Jack Leirone: ::nods at Drake::

LMajAdamDrake: Hey Jack, did we get the holodecks back up and working? ::turns and looks at him::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (ok pizza soup.. gross)

VAdm Blackthorne: ::in his chair, reading a padd apprehensively::

MajorAZinthys: ::At Tactical, monitoring the long-range sensors::

EnsAaron Markus: MMMmmm Good.

Jack Leirone: Ja, Ich...I mean, yeah. I did some work on 'em last night and they're running just fine.

7:50 PM

Jack Leirone: ::to self:: Tested 'em out with that Ariel program too...

LMajAdamDrake: No more cross-program linking?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::kicking the shit out of her computer::

Jack Leirone: Nope.

LMajAdamDrake: That's good. What is on the list today?

MajorAZinthys: <<Note to self. Don't bother Dakota tonight>>

VAdm Blackthorne: Anything on sensors, Major?

ElRiov trIdrys: :::busy as usual with T'Nal doing inventory::

EnsAaron Markus: ::checks out all navigation systems:: All systems nomial.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: I've never had this hard a time with a language

VAdm Blackthorne: ::knows full well the answer as Z would have reported it already::

MajorAZinthys: I am picking up a large spacial anomoly.

WillFMarlowe: Nurse> ::enters Marlowe's office:: Sir, Crewman Rodrigo has reported in for his cataract operation.

VAdm Blackthorne: How far away?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Not even with that damn dead cat crap

Jack Leirone: Well some of the replicators in the crew quarters have been slightly malfunctioning. We could work on those.

EnsAaron Markus: ::checks sensor readings to confirm the Major's report::

EnsAaron Markus: ::nods::

MajorAZinthys: Spatial dimensions are roughly what we could expect from the reformed vessel.

LMajAdamDrake: ::groans:: Again? I swear they're going to be the death of me. Tell me there's something else to work on?

VAdm Blackthorne: Interesting.

MajorAZinthys: At present velocity, we should reach its location in approximately ten minutes.

VAdm Blackthorne: Yellow alert!

EnsAaron Markus: ::checks readings:: Confirmed, sir.

EnsAaron Markus: ::hits yellow alert button::

WillFMarlowe: ::eagerly jumps up from behind the desk, banging his knee on the underside in the process:: Get the OLA ready, then. I'll be out in a moment.

Jack Leirone: It's either that or reworking the entire dilithium crystal chamber.

Jack Leirone: Your call on that one, Chief.

LMajAdamDrake: ::is bathed in yellow light:: What the hell? Potter keep an eye on the shield generator.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looking over what's there so far:: Well at this point we can have half a converssation and there's no way of knowing if we're getting the right words

ElRiov trIdrys: ::notices the YA:: Oh lovely ...

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: we could end up with aflack and not attack again

MajorAZinthys: <<AFLACK!!>>

ElRiov trIdrys: ( AFLACK!!! )

7:55 PM

Jack Leirone: ::sees this duck cross his path:: What the...?

WillFMarlowe: Nurse> ::nods and exits::

LMajAdamDrake: Hmmm...crew quarters or dilithium matrix. That's a new one.

MajorAZinthys: Admiral, are we going to attempt contact, or are we going in hot?

Jack Leirone: ::shrugs it off:: You pick. I'm indifferent.

EnsAaron Markus: ::phasers the duck:: Hehe.

VAdm Blackthorne: All we've seen so far is an anomaly.

Jack Leirone: (aw...cruelty to animals)

VAdm Blackthorne: >> OK, knock it off with the phasers and the ducks, that's a bit much. <<

LMajAdamDrake: {{Too bad it wasn't a cat.}}

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (glad Oboe's not here)

LMajAdamDrake: {{}}

EnsAaron Markus: <<Sorry, sir.>>

MajorAZinthys: <<::Zaps Drake::>>

LMajAdamDrake: {{::laughs::}}

ElRiov trIdrys: (( I'll say ... ))

Jack Leirone: ::swipes broom at OOC people:: Hey!

VAdm Blackthorne: So you suggest we hail the anomaly?

MajorAZinthys: <<Are we saying that the shooting of the duck didn't happen? 'Cause that would cause a problem>>

Jack Leirone: Anyway, Chief?

EnsAaron Markus: <<yes>>

VAdm Blackthorne: > That's exactly what I'm saying. Alarms would go off and everything. <

MajorAZinthys: <<k>>

LMajAdamDrake: Interrupt people's personal lives, or crawl through the belly of the ship?

MajorAZinthys: I am asking you if that is the plan, assuming that this is what we're looking for.

Jack Leirone: ::crosses arms and leans against a wall, waiting::

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks at Jack, then smiles:: You're a lot of help, you know that?

VAdm Blackthorne: We'll know more when we arrive. I'm not hailing an anomaly.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::tapping her foot on the desk looking for more ways to rewrite the program::

Jack Leirone: Hey I have no preference. And you're the chief, Chief.

WillFMarlowe: ::exits into sickbay, where the nurse has obligingly fitted the OLA to Rodrigo's head::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::takes a cursory glance around SB::: Well at least for now we aren't swamped like we were a few weeks ago.

LMajAdamDrake: Well, I think the dilithium crystals can wait. Grab a kit, we'll have to individually look at the replicators in each quarters - there's nothing in the main system.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Hakkie don't say that ... famous last words!

WillFMarlowe: ::without turning around:: Careful what you say, Idrys.

Jack Leirone: All right. ::grabs kit, prepares to follow Drake::

ElRiov trIdrys: > Yeah I know. Thought it'd never end ... Yes Sir.

EnsAaron Markus: ::drinks more soup::

8:00 PM

LMajAdamDrake: ::grabs a kit and walks out into the corridor towards a TL::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::turns back and resumes inventory:::

WillFMarlowe: All right. Eye open, think of something pleasant . . . ::zapzapzap:: There.

Jack Leirone: ::follows::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (how much inventory is there?)

VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, take us to impulse.

MajorAZinthys: Sir, we're in visual range.

EnsAaron Markus: Aye, sir. ::drops the ship to impulse::

WillFMarlowe: Rodrigo> What's that smell?

LMajAdamDrake: +Potter+ Keep me informed of anything pertinant, Ensign Potter.

VAdm Blackthorne: On screen.

LMajAdamDrake: Potter> +Drake+ Aye, Major.

MajorAZinthys: ::Hits the button to put to anomaly on the viewscreen.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > :::ACHOO:::: :::wipes face::: Scuse be ... :::walks to replicator and calls up some tea:::

LMajAdamDrake: ::steps into the TL, waiting for Jack::

EnsAaron Markus: ::snaps his fingers 'cause he didn't hit the screen button first::

LMajAdamDrake: This is the highlight of my job. Interrupting people's lives because, quote, 'I have a job to do.' ::grins::

VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> A large purplish-pink anomaly is on the viewer, but with no trace of the ship.

WillFMarlowe: ::removing the OLA:: Your cataract. Any discomfort?

Jack Leirone: ::thinks:: And look out for evil sorcerers. ::out loud:: Yeah.

WillFMarlowe: Rodrigo> A little.

MajorAZinthys: ::Quirks an eyebrow::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Glances over into the armory, where a squad of marines on duty is suiting up. They will form a rapid response unit, beaming on location to help repulse any boarding parties::

VAdm Blackthorne: Get Science on that.

EnsAaron Markus: ::stares at the screen wondering if the screen is focused::

VAdm Blackthorne: The trail, Major?

LMajAdamDrake: Deck 12.

MajorAZinthys: Leads into that... purply... area.

VAdm Blackthorne: All stop.

EnsAaron Markus: ::stops the ship:: All stop, aye.

LMajAdamDrake: ::watches the doors close::

MajorAZinthys: ::Taps:: +dakota+ Bridge to science.

Jack Leirone: ::stares blankly ahead::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: +taps+ Ellis here major..

LMajAdamDrake: ::doesn't like the awkward silence::

WillFMarlowe: ::presses a hypospray to the crewman's arm and thumbs the release:: There. You can return to duty in a few hours.

Jack Leirone: ::is fine with it::

WillFMarlowe: Rodrigo> Thanks, doc. ::helped out of sickbay by the nurse::

MajorAZinthys: +Dakota+ Hope you aren't too busy, 'cause I'm forwarding you our first scans of a spatial anomaly.

LMajAdamDrake: ::thinks:: It's like standing next to a mute.

8:05 PM

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks out onto the deck as the turbolift docks::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Walks up to a marine, and punches him in the chest lightly, his fist impacting on a very hard breast plate hidden beneath the energy absorbent, ballistic resistent materials of the armor vest::

Jack Leirone: ::follows::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looks down at her data and then up at the ceiling as if Zinthys is there.. bites back the smartass comment:: +taps+ I'll look into it Major..

LtDougMcKnight: Those would be the new ablative trauma inserts I take it?

EnsAaron Markus: ::imagines the look on Dakota's face and hearing " oh boy, more work"::

MajorAZinthys: +Dakota+ Excellent. Let me know when you have something, Lieutenant.

LMajAdamDrake: ::stops between two doors:: Ensign Elana Topaz or Lieutenant JG TJ Breyer?

Jack Leirone: You take one, I'll take the other.

LtDougMcKnight: Marine> Yes, sir. Energy weapon blast has to penetrate the first layer, after which the energy is dissipated by the vaporizing armor insert.

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods and taps the chime on Topaz's door::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: +taps+ Of course sir... ::cuts the comm:: Na I was going to keep it to myslef

VAdm Blackthorne: There's no sign of the trail beyond the anomaly?

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> ::doesn't answer::

Jack Leirone: ::taps chime on TJ's::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::rolls her little chair over to the other side of the lab:: Weee

MajorAZinthys: ::Taps:: negative, sir

LtDougMcKnight: ::Grins:: Thanks for the lesson, Corporal, but you have to know these things when you're lieutenant.

LMajAdamDrake: ::rings again::

LtDougMcKnight: How's it feel?

VAdm Blackthorne: It must be some sort of conduit, then.

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> ::appears in a towel and soaked hair:: What do you want...oh, sorry Major. Can I help you?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looks at the view of the anomaly:: Man now I want some cotton candy..

LMajAdamDrake: ::kindly averts his eyes by reflex:: Ummm, you were haven't problems with your replicator systems?

LtDougMcKnight: Marine> On the order of 20 pounds, sir. I'd say it feels heavy.

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> ::nods:: I was having problems, yes. Right this way.

Jack Leirone: TJ> ::answers door:: Yes? ::is a woman::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > :::returns::: Ban bud dat tea is good. By dose should be clearig ub sood.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::starts scanning the anomanly:: That's odd.. ::sends out the senor waves again::: where'd they go..

Jack Leirone: Oh! Um...

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks in after her, dragging his kit with him, still trying to avert his eyes:: What were the specifics of this problem?

LtDougMcKnight: Alright, well don't tell Zinthys, but we're on yellow alert, and these aliens weren't able to beam through our shields last time. You can hold off on adding the inserts until we spot the ass holes.

ElRiov trIdrys: > ::nods:: That's good to hear.

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> I asked for milk and got warp coolant.

Jack Leirone: TJ> There something wrong?

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> I'll ask for cold and get it boiling.

8:10 PM

Jack Leirone: No. Just I expected 'TJ Breyer' to be be a guy.

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods:: Seems like a problem in the auditory subprocessors. I'll check it out. I apologize for the inconvenience.

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> ::smirks:: No problem at all, holler if you need me. ::trots back into the bathroom::

Jack Leirone: TJ> I get that alot. ::sees kit:: Replicator?

WillFMarlowe: ::puts the OLA back in its compartment and makes a few notes on a PADD::

ElRiov trIdrys: So ... you know we ought to schedule you for an ultrasound and ... well start picking out a name.

Jack Leirone: Yeah. You've had problems, then.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: +Taps+ Ellis to Zinthys.. Sir I'd like to perpare a probe to send into that mess.. It's eating my scans..

Jack Leirone: TJ> Yeah. Last night I wanted cheesecake and it gave me a watermelon.

LMajAdamDrake: ::steals a glance back at her:: Damn...

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::grins:: Yeah.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::watching the thing on the screen:

MajorAZinthys: +Dakota+ Very well. Let me know when you're ready to launch.

LMajAdamDrake: ::opens up the internal array of mechanics and whips out his tricorder, starting a scan::

ElRiov trIdrys: So let's do it ... I mean we're both doctors in Medical ... why not now?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::pushs off and rolls the chair to another part of the lab:: +taps+ Well do..

EnsAaron Markus: ::watching the thing and running whatever scans he can::

Jack Leirone: ::chuckles:: Heh. What did you do? ::notices how pretty she is...and that he has not yet seen an unattractive woman on the ship thus far::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::starts to hook up a sci probe::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Hakkie whedever you say do id, id makes be thik of sobethig a lot bore fud ... ::winks::

Jack Leirone: TJ> Well you know what they say...when replicators throw you watermelons...

Jack Leirone: ::laughs::

LMajAdamDrake: ::whistles a bit:: Auditory subprocessors are on a constant state of flux - the stabilizers are offline. Could have something to do with the harmonic resonance we're getting.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::looks around:: Sssshhh not so loud.

EnsAaron Markus: ::is sure to scan the area surrounding the "thing" to make sure nothing interesting is lurking::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Hakkie do'd be a prude.

Jack Leirone: ::works on the replicator:: It seems that the auditory processors are on the fritz. I'll see if I can do somethin' 'bout that.

Jack Leirone: TJ> Take your time, Ensign...

ElRiov trIdrys: ::gives her a look that could melt ice at 0 Kelvins::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Man if you eat this I hope you get heart burn.. +Taps+ Ready sir..

LMajAdamDrake: ::installs an extra stabilizers and reintializes the system:: Ice Water, cold. ::watches it appear and takes a sip:: Perfection.

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> ::walks out in a blue uniform:: You get it fixed?

Jack Leirone: ::looking under the panel and not at her:: Jack Leirone.

VAdm Blackthorne: Discovery> ::lurks about, trying to scan the thing::

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods:: For the most part. If you have any more problems, please let me know.

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> I'll be sure to.

8:15 PM

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> ::steps out of her quarters:: Have a good day, Ms. Topaz/.

LMajAdamDrake: Topaz> And to you as well, Major.

Jack Leirone: ::installs extra stabilizers and reinitializes system:: Well let's see.

EnsAaron Markus: ::checks with Discovery Ops to see if their scans correlate::

LMajAdamDrake: {{Scratch that Topaz when I'm stepping out of the quarters.}}

ElRiov trIdrys: :::goes over to biobed with T'Nal::: OK make yourself comfortable and I'll get the equipment.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::sits on side of biobed::

Jack Leirone: Cheesecake. ::it appears. takes the cake and offers it to her:: Hungry?

Jack Leirone: TJ> Be my guest...if you are, that is.

LMajAdamDrake: ::rings the chime on TJ's quarters::

VAdm Blackthorne: Discovery> ::reports back the same thing::

Jack Leirone: That's probably the Chief.

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ElRiov trIdrys: ::returns with equipment::: All right ... so let's see what we have. :::starts ultrasound scanner:::

EnsAaron Markus: Hmmmm

WillFMarlowe: ::returns to his office, where his coffee has gotten cold and the yellow alert indicator blinks silently on one of the displays::

LtDougMcKnight: (QUNOR, hey!)

LMajAdamDrake: {{Heya Q}}

ElRiov trIdrys: ( evening Qunor )

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::decieds the sci lab is getting old.. heads for the bridge::

qunor: ----

MajorAZinthys: How about we circle this thing?

LMajAdamDrake: ::whistles a bit deciding on whether or not to ring the chime again::

VAdm Blackthorne: Send the Discovery around to the backside.

Jack Leirone: ::takes cheesecake::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::watches screen:: Oooooooo ... is it readdy ours Hakkie?

Jack Leirone: TJ> ::answers door:: Hello, Mr. Drake. How are you?

EnsAaron Markus: ::signals the Dis. to go around:: Aye, sir.

LMajAdamDrake: I'm good, Lieutenant, and yourself?

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods:: That she is ... ::looks over at her and smiles::

Jack Leirone: TJ> Good now that Mr. Leirone got my replicator working.

MajorAZinthys: ::Sends off a message to the Discovery requesting that it move to the opposite side of the cloud-like anomaly::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::walks onto the bridge and heads for Sci:: Probes ready when you are Major..

Jack Leirone: Yeah...only a few hundred more to go.

Jack Leirone: It's an auditory processor problem, Chief.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > She? We're godda have a daughter? How old?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Glances up at the C&C monitor, taking a tally of the fully armed 2 man teams stationed at Atlantis' airlocks, their positions visible to the computers by means of transmitter tags sewn into their BDUs::

VAdm Blackthorne: Discovery> :slowly circles around::

MajorAZinthys: <<::Cancel mine::>>

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods:: I had the same problem, I think it's because of the harmonic stuff we're gettin' from Gods-know-what.

EnsAaron Markus: <<lol>>

ElRiov trIdrys: Yup, it'll be a girl ... and she's 3 1/2 months along. Less than half a year to go!

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::sees the larger image of the cloud thing:: oh yeah.. so getting cotton candy for dinner..

Jack Leirone: Well at least it's simple.

Jack Leirone: ::gives TJ a little smile::

Jack Leirone: TJ> ::returns::

VAdm Blackthorne: Launch the probe, Lieutenant.

8:20 PM

LMajAdamDrake: Shall we move on?

ElRiov trIdrys: Let me see ... ::watches data on screen::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::presses the go lunch button::

Jack Leirone: Sure. Have a good one, Ms. Breyer.

Jack Leirone: TJ> TJ.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::and the launch button too::

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks down the corridor::

Jack Leirone: Okay...TJ. ::follows Drake::

ElRiov trIdrys: Due date ... 7 August. ::grins::

EnsAaron Markus: ::monitors launch and Dis. data::

ElRiov trIdrys: ( LOL )

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::tracking it::

VAdm Blackthorne: << Sweet! The go lunch button! >>

Jack Leirone: ::to Drake:: She's cute.

Jack Leirone: Was totally expecting a guy.

EnsAaron Markus: <<I got big time lag myself now>>

EnsAaron Markus: ::takes a sip of soup::MMMMM

MajorAZinthys: <<I need one of those at work...>>

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: entering the cloud now..

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Why ... dat's by gradbotha's bithday ... well I'll be.

LMajAdamDrake: ::grins:: She's very cute. There are a bunch of them on this ship.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods;: I know.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (lol.. for those offiers to lazy to work a replactor)

VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Communications from the probe cease...

Jack Leirone: Funny...never seen an ugly girl on a starship.

EnsAaron Markus: ::stops receiving data from the probe:: Sir, we've lost the probe.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Well damn it all to the prophets

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: We've lost the probe, sir

LMajAdamDrake: Ooh, there are plenty of them. 1st Lieutenant Greta James the Penga'Ra. Dear Lord, she scared Dominion Forces just be staring at them. They didn't need Ketracel white - they were dead.

EnsAaron Markus: Attempting to boost signal.

VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> ...the signal returns on subspace, approximately 10,000 light years away and past the galactic rim, in intergalactic space.

LMajAdamDrake: {{just BY...}}

LMajAdamDrake: {{James AT Penga'Ra}}

ElRiov trIdrys: ::clasps both her hands:: Well ... so we have less than half a year to go and then ... well what shall we name her?

EnsAaron Markus: ::punches a few buttons:: Sir, we got it back...But you're not gonna believe where it's coming from.....

VAdm Blackthorne: Try me.

EnsAaron Markus: You know that thing we call the galactic rim?

VAdm Blackthorne: Yes.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: what in the name of Elvis.. ::rereads:: Um sir.. I found it..

8:25 PM

EnsAaron Markus: Have any probes ever gone that far before?

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::thinks:: T'Pela ...

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looks up:: and did he.. ::looks at Aaron::

EnsAaron Markus: They have now....

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods:: Good name. And Aidoann for the middle name.

MajorAZinthys: ::Just looks confused::

Jack Leirone: So who's next, Chief?

VAdm Blackthorne: That explains where they're from.... life in intergalactic space. Amazing.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Hmmmm ... T'Pela Aidoann Idrys ... nice ring to it.

VAdm Blackthorne: What's it telling us, Lt. Ellis?

EnsAaron Markus: ::is a little nervous, cause he just knows we're going there....::

MajorAZinthys: Wait. No humans have ever been beyond the rim... right?

LMajAdamDrake: Dual Quarters for Michael Scrammer and Ethan Hendricks. Two replicators.

EnsAaron Markus: Not that I'm aware of Major.

MajorAZinthys: ::A grin slowly spreads across his face::

Jack Leirone: All right. ::taps chime::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looking at the readings:: Things are a bit fuzzy sir.. give me a sec here.. ::presses buttons::

ElRiov trIdrys: Indeed. And, speaking of *ring* ... ::looks down at her hand:: ... well don't you think it's time?

EnsAaron Markus: ::gets more nervous from the Major's grin::

VAdm Blackthorne: It's not so much a rim as the edge of this spiral arm of the galaxy, but that space is quite unknown.

LMajAdamDrake: ::taps the chime on the quarters door::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::smiles slowly:: Why Hakkie ... really?? You mean it?

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: 10,000 lights years past the rim..

LMajAdamDrake: Ethan> ::answers the door:: Heya fellas.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: No sign of the cloud stuff.. appears to be in clean? space..

LtDougMcKnight: (Nope, no humans. Unless you count Kirk, but he hardly counts.)

EnsAaron Markus: ::begins to tap out a note to send to his mom before they go::

MajorAZinthys: <<LoL.... he was barely human>>

Jack Leirone: Mike> They're probably here for the replicators!

LtDougMcKnight: (Oh wait, and Picard.)

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods:: Just remember the words I do, will you? ::kisses her, helps her off the biobed::

EnsAaron Markus: <<lol>>

LMajAdamDrake: We're here for...yeah...

MajorAZinthys: <<OKay, look, you...>>

MajorAZinthys: <<Stop stealing my thunder>>

LMajAdamDrake: Ethan> Come on in, guys. One there and one there. ::points in two directions::

Jack Leirone: I'll take that one. ::points to first one Ethan pointed to::

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks over to the far one and opens the panel:: OK.

VAdm Blackthorne: So you're saying there's no entrance back on the other side.

LMajAdamDrake: Ethan> What's the problem? ::hovers over Jack's shoulder::

EnsAaron Markus: <<gotta be quick, Major>>

ElRiov trIdrys: I hate to say it, love, but ... ::gestures to the side:: inventory awaits as usual. ::grins::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (is it ok if he steals your lightening instead?)

Jack Leirone: Mike> So Ethan, TJ and I are goin' on a date tonight...

Jack Leirone: ::thinks:: Well forget that, then.

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::grins back:: Back to the ol' grind.

8:30 PM

EnsAaron Markus: We can't really be sure, sir.

LMajAdamDrake: ::stifles a laugh::

Jack Leirone: Oh just an auditory processor problem. Won't take long.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::w:: We'll have something special tonight ....

LMajAdamDrake: Ethan> ::leans around Jack's other shoulder:: How do you do it? Know what every little component does? Without blowing things up?

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::perks brow:: Oh really? Like what?

LMajAdamDrake: Ethan> ::nods:: I know, Mike, TJ and you are the best couple, blah blah blah.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks to Ellis for confirmation::

EnsAaron Markus: The data we're getting isn't the most reliable...that's a looooong ways away....

LMajAdamDrake: ::installs the new stabilizers and reboots::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looking at the readings:: I can't be sure..

Jack Leirone: ::thinks:: Okay...TOTALLY forget that then.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: I could try to bring the probe back..

ElRiov trIdrys: BBQ ribs. Special recipe I got from someone named Morrigan. You'll love 'em.

Jack Leirone: It's all up here. ::taps temple:: Just comes naturally to me. Haven't blown anything up yet.

MajorAZinthys: <<LOL!!>>

EnsAaron Markus: ::nods at Dakota::

VAdm Blackthorne: Get more data on what's over there first.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (ROFL! Wait are we missing any Ensigns?)

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > Sounds delish.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::turns on the probe homing device::

ElRiov trIdrys: Should be. You'll be eating for two of course so ... feel free to pig out tonight.

EnsAaron Markus: ::pushes buttons to ask the probe for a full sensor sweep::

ElRiov trIdrys: T'Nal > ::qw:: Oink oink ... ::winks::

LMajAdamDrake: {{::laughs at Eric's joke:: That's a good one!}}

LMajAdamDrake: Ethan> Huh, imagine that...

EnsAaron Markus: Full sensor sweep in progress, sir.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands and walks to look over Ellis's shoulder at the data as it comes in::

qunor: >

VAdm Blackthorne: Keep detailed records. This is a first, getting data from this far outside our galaxy.

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Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looks over at Aaron and narrows her eyes.::

EnsAaron Markus: ::coordinates with Ellis to categorize the data::

LMajAdamDrake: ::stands and moves back towards the door::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Way ahead of you, Admiral.

Jack Leirone: ::installs stabilizers:: Water, ice.

MajorAZinthys: ::Stares at the swirly colors, grinning like a fool::

LMajAdamDrake: Ethan> You guys wanna join us for poker next Tuesday? We're always looking for new players.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::points to the download stream::

Jack Leirone: ::it appears:: Perfect. No, thanks. Poker's not my thing.

LMajAdamDrake: ::shakes head:: Thank you, but I'm not a card player.

8:35 PM

LMajAdamDrake: Ethan> ::shrugs:: Whatever, dudes. You know where to find us if you want to join in.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::Watches it, fascinated::

LMajAdamDrake: ::smiles:: Thanks, you two have a good afternoon. ::steps back into the hallway::

LtDougMcKnight: (So was Drake just looking to lose some money when he asked McKnight if he wanted to play? )

Jack Leirone: ::follows:: Later.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Attempting to re-enter the cloud now, sir

LMajAdamDrake: {{No, he just doesn't want to play with the incompetent surfers. Wipe out, dude.}}

ElRiov trIdrys: :::resumes inventory with T'Nal:::

EnsAaron Markus: ::working his butt off to help Ellis and the Dis. with all their data::

Jack Leirone: ((laughs at Meridian joke))

LMajAdamDrake: {{}}

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (Don't go to the beach with him.. he throws people in)

VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The probe returns safely, but communications drop for a few moments in transit.

LMajAdamDrake: {{ ::laughs at the Banshee joke from AGES ago:: I almost forgot!}}

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Lost the signal again..

MajorAZinthys: <<::Laughs::>>

EnsAaron Markus: ::notices the drop and recatching of data:: Same drop and recovery as before, sir.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: (I never forget ::evils laugh:: )

LMajAdamDrake: {{Elephants seldom do.}}

Jack Leirone: It's going to be a long monotonous day, huh Chief?

LMajAdamDrake: {{}}

EnsAaron Markus: <<OUCH>>

MajorAZinthys: <<::Wasn't going there::>>

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::looks up at the screen:: and there it is..

LtDougMcKnight: ::Fills out a PADD hastily, detailing a duty roster as an excuse to go to the bridge, and gets in the turbolift:: Bridge.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ( ::kicks him hard:: )

LMajAdamDrake: {{Ouch! I was just jokin'!}}

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks down the corridor::

LMajAdamDrake: This is going to get tedious.

ElRiov trIdrys: (( :::schedules appointment for a lot of MARINES ... starting at almost the TOP ... ::: ))

LtDougMcKnight: (I'm SO not showing up.)

VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The anomaly starts to close, albeit slowly.

Jack Leirone: ::sees a girl more beautiful than TJ walk into next quarters:: Well not that tedious.

EnsAaron Markus: Sir, the anomoly is closing.....::looks confused::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Is it me or is it getting smaller?

LtDougMcKnight: ::Steps out onto the bridge and crosses to Zinthys' station, handing him the PADD:: Security arrangements thus far, sir.

MajorAZinthys: ::Takes it from McKnight:: Thank you, Lieutenant.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Glances on the view screen, at the closing anomaly:: Though it looks like we may not need them after all.

8:40 PM

EnsAaron Markus: ::concentrates all sensors on the anomoly, trying to ascertain why it's closing::

MajorAZinthys: Sir? Can we cancel the yellow alert?

VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, stand down yellow alert.

MajorAZinthys: ::nods::

VAdm Blackthorne: Ellis, rate of closure?

MajorAZinthys: ::Hands it back to McKnight::

MajorAZinthys: We may or may not be going through that, if we do, we'll need a little tighter security.

LMajAdamDrake: ::laughs:: Go for it, Ensign.

ElRiov trIdrys: ::notices the YA is not on:: ::whew::

Jack Leirone: ::taps chime::

LtDougMcKnight: Give the word, and I'll sound general quarters, sir.

Jack Leirone: Girl> Yes? ::opens the door and looks at Jack and smiles::

MajorAZinthys: ::Smiles:: I trust nothing less, Lieutenant.

Jack Leirone: I'm here to fix the replicator. Your name miss?

MajorAZinthys: Keep up the good work.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: it's rather slow.. I'd say maybe 15 mins before it's gone..

Jack Leirone: Girl> Ariel. Ariel Ainslee.

EnsAaron Markus: ::confirms info and nods::

Jack Leirone: ::smiles:: Ariel...pretty name. ::heads in to do his job::

LtDougMcKnight: Or whatever you call it when you're only doing it to one department...with respect sir, are you sure dropping shields now is a good idea?

LMajAdamDrake: ::rolls his eyes and rounds the corner:: +Repair Squad Alpha+ Drake to Alpha Repair.

VAdm Blackthorne: Relay everything to the Discovery.

LMajAdamDrake: Kellington> +Drake+ Alpha Repair here, Major.

LtDougMcKnight: I mean, I admit everything looks alright so far, but that last ship came out of nowhere, and we may be on their doorstep now.

MajorAZinthys: We just sent a probe through, and it came back whole and intact. I don't think we're in danger.

LMajAdamDrake: +Kellington+ Commence mass replicator repair by installing auditory stabilizers on Deck 12. All crew quarters. Drake out.

LMajAdamDrake: Kellington> ::dispatches his team and walks from Engineering with toolkits in hand::

VAdm Blackthorne: I am not about to take us through there without a guaranteed way back.

LtDougMcKnight: ::Scowls, but decides there's nothing to be gained from arguing the point further:: If you say so, sir. Permission to return to my post?

MajorAZinthys: Granted.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::contacts the Discovery's sci dept::

EnsAaron Markus: ::makes sure the probe is returned and quarantined behind a forcefield until it can be secured::

VAdm Blackthorne: Ellis, find a way to stabilize the anomaly, if possible.

8:45 PM

LtDougMcKnight: ::Mutters under his breath as the turbolift door closes:: If we get blwon up, it is so not my fault.

LtDougMcKnight: (blown)

LtDougMcKnight: Deck 9.

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Aye Sir..

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: ::starts working::

MajorAZinthys: ::Briefly wonders if McKnight has a problem with authority::

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks into the turbolift:: Main Engineering, Deck Sixteen.

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

MajorAZinthys: ::Watches the anomaly close slowly::

LtDougMcKnight: ::Briefly wonders if he needs to start muttering more softly::

Lt  jg  D  Ellis: pasued

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

MajorAZinthys: ::blows into whistle::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::desuaP:::

MajorAZinthys: Attention!

EnsAaron Markus: ::Paused::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::AA::

Jack Leirone: ::paused::

WillFMarlowe: ::paused::

EnsAaron Markus: ::aa::

Jack Leirone: ::AA::

LMajAdamDrake: ::@@::

LtDougMcKnight: PAUSED

LtDougMcKnight: ::AA::

LtDougMcKnight: (Sorry, getting some lag.)

EnsAaron Markus: <<don't worry, I think we've all had lag at some point tonight>>

VAdm Blackthorne: Alright then, the mystery deepens. Good work.

VAdm Blackthorne: No announcements tonight, so I'll see y'all next week. Major?

MajorAZinthys: Crew. Dismissed!

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Lt  jg  D  Ellis: Night folks

LMajAdamDrake: Night all.

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WillFMarlowe: 'Night everyone.

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ElRiov trIdrys: niters

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EnsAaron Markus: 'Night.

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