AIM Chat with LMajAdamDrake, CaptDougMcKnight, Kiley Airell, ElRiovtrIdrys.

7:27 PM

Kiley Airell: Hey everyone

VAdm Blackthorne: Hey everyone

Jack Leirone has joined this chat.

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening Admiral, Jack, Doug, Kiley, Adam

Jack Leirone: Howdy.

LMajAdamDrake: Heya Jack!

Kiley Airell: hey Jack

Jack Leirone: Whassup!

LMajAdamDrake: Nothing.

Jack Leirone: I went to the optometrist today and my eyes are all dilated. I can't see anything worth shit.

7:30 PM

LMajAdamDrake: Visual acuity is highly overrated.

LMajAdamDrake: Makes driving much morei nteresting.

Jack Leirone: No, no, it doesn't. I could have killed someone and not even known.

VAdm Blackthorne: I hate it when they do that

Jack Leirone: But I got my glasses fixed! And now I don't have to use sticky-tack to keep them on my face!

CaptDougMcKnight: Big deal. I had a cavity filled.

Lt TKirr has joined this chat.

CaptDougMcKnight: There were drills.

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening T'Kirr

LMajAdamDrake: ::grins:: And NOVACAINE!

weissangelserene has joined this chat.

Lt TKirr: Good evening.

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening Weis

LtAaron Markus has joined this chat.

weissangelserene: hey guys

LMajAdamDrake: Hey T'Kirr! ::waves::

ElRiov trIdrys: Evening Aaron

LMajAdamDrake: Evening Weis and Markus.

LMajAdamDrake: Heya DD! I didn't even see you come in!

Jack Leirone: Holy crap it's Lynn!

LtAaron Markus: ::huffs and puffs in after a grueling TKD class::

weissangelserene: what?

LtAaron Markus: ::manages to wave at everyone::

VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, looks like it's time to start.

VAdm Blackthorne: Attention!

ElRiov trIdrys: ::aa::

Jack Leirone: ::AA::

weissangelserene: ::AA::

LtAaron Markus: ::AA::

Lt TKirr: *appreciates Markus' skill*

Lt TKirr: ::AA::

CaptDougMcKnight: ::AA::

Kiley Airell: ::AA::

VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, tonight, we are towing the SS Hong Kong to a nearby independent repair yard, having grown tired of continually defending her from Orion pirates.

VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?

LMajAdamDrake: ::@@::

7:35 PM

Jack Leirone: Nein, mein Herr!

weissangelserene: no more german!!

VAdm Blackthorne: Stecker left the ship a long time ago.

Jack Leirone: ((Was I speaking German at all prior to just now?))

VAdm Blackthorne: So, with that...

VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

Jack Leirone: ::is on the Atlantis...or some ship like it::

weissangelserene: ((no, but i'mtaking german and it gives me a headache))

LMajAdamDrake: ::sitting in his quarters::

VAdm Blackthorne: ((We're on the Constitution))

weissangelserene: ::sickbay::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::on the bridge::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::in sickbay going over reports::

VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, time to the repair yard?

Lt TKirr: ::at her post on the bridge, busily at work::

LMajAdamDrake: ::bounces a hoverball around his quarters::

LtAaron Markus: ::sitting at Helm/Ops checking ETA::

CaptDougMcKnight: ::In the gym, shooting some hoops::

Jack Leirone: ((Deutsch ist eine Gewehrsprache, zum zu erlernen!))

weissangelserene: ::sitting in one of the labs working an experiment::

VAdm Blackthorne: ((Go go Babelfish!))

Jack Leirone: ::pops into sickbay, looking for Nicole:: Nicole?

LtAaron Markus: 15 minutes to arrival, sir.

Kiley Airell: ::on the bridge::

weissangelserene: ::over the music in her headphones she hears someone call her name::

Jack Leirone: ::calling again:: Nicole?

ElRiov trIdrys: ::pops a couple of heavy-duty Tylenol cause the reports are giving him a headache the size of a small asteroid::

weissangelserene: ::looks up and takes off the headphones:: someone calling my name?

VAdm Blackthorne: ::nods:: Good. It will be good to get this monkey off our back.

7:40 PM

Lt TKirr: ::glances up from her work:: Monkey, sir?

Jack Leirone: ::hears her:: Yeah. It's me.

weissangelserene: hey jack, i'm in the lab off to the left

VAdm Blackthorne: Figure of speech.

Jack Leirone: ::follows her voice:: Hey. Thought I'd come by and visit. ::walks over and kisses her::

Lt TKirr: ::is still puzzled, but decides not to pursue, returning to her work::

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks at the time:: Damn it all. +Jeddin+ Drake to Jeddin.

ElRiov trIdrys: :::finishes up with stack of PADDs, begins working on writing out report:::

LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> ::in engineering:: +Drake+ Go ahead.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::chuckles::

weissangelserene: ::kisses jack back:: how are you doing?

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LMajAdamDrake: +Jeddin+ Michael, I'll be in in about fifteen minutes. I'm going to the bridge first to test the bridge access circuits.

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Grinning at a lieutenant from science with whom he's playing some one on one:: Come on, I'm Scottish! That's about as white as it gets. Don't tell me you still can't beat me!

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LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> +Drake+ Understood.

Jack Leirone: Damn it all.

Kiley Airell: ((wb jack))

Jack Leirone: (( ))

Jack Leirone: ::to Nicole:: I've been better. How are you?

ElRiov trIdrys: :::finishes report ... "In conclusion it is my opinion, now that we have all had quite a bit of activity and the Atlantis refit is about to be completed ...

weissangelserene: a bit tired but i'm not complaining, have a seat

Jack Leirone: ::sits down::

LMajAdamDrake: ::heads out of his quarters and starts down the hallway::

ElRiov trIdrys: ... that all crew are to report at their earliest convenience for mandatory physical. (Signed) Hakim Idrys, MD, Senior Assistant Medical Officer, USS Atlantis, currently posted aboard the USS Constitution.":::

weissangelserene: ::puts the music ans some of the experiment stuff to the side:: off duty right now?

CaptDougMcKnight: Lt. Blake> I gotta admit, you're pretty fast for an old guy, sir.

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Grins wider:: Oh, you're paying for that, egg head.

Jack Leirone: Yeah. Nicole, how long have we been together?

ElRiov trIdrys: :::sets PADD down, stretches, sighs, grins, knowing the impact that will make once it's posted:::

weissangelserene: ::shrugs:: i'm not sure, why do you ask?

ElRiov trIdrys: ::q:: The world will soon be my oyster, as they say ...

7:45 PM

LMajAdamDrake: ::enters the turbolift:: Bridge.

Jack Leirone: Because I lost track of time. When I'm with you, it feels like we've been together for an eternity. So I was just curious. ::smiles::

Kiley Airell: ::looks over to the helm station::

LtAaron Markus: ::notices his shift is about to end::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::reaches to replicator::: Cinnamon tea, decaffienated, hot, lightly sugared.

weissangelserene: ::smiles at him:: if i didn't knwo better, i would think you were flirting with me

VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks up from his PADD::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::takes mug as it appears, sits back and sips::

LtAaron Markus: ::feels a chill down his back::

LMajAdamDrake: ::whistles as the turbolift opens up::

LMajAdamDrake: ::walks out onto the bridge and over to the engineering console::

Lt TKirr: ::glances up as Drake enters, watches for a moment, then returns to work::

VAdm Blackthorne: Markus, drop us from warp.

Jack Leirone: Sometimes, it's better not to know better, huh? Say, are you...busy...right now?

LtAaron Markus: Aye, sir. ::drops from warp::

weissangelserene: not really, i was just trying to do something to pass the time

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks over at T'Kirr and sighs before sitting::

Jack Leirone: Well, I was thinking that I could maybe take you on a date or something. In the holodeck. I programmed one of my favorite restaurants into it and I'd love to show it to you.

VAdm Blackthorne: Hail the repair yard and inform them of our purpose here. A Starfleet ship suddenly arriving might give them pause.

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Feels the ship drop from warp as he's dribbling the ball:: You feel that?

weissangelserene: that sounds good to me

Lt TKirr: ::purposefully pays attention to her console, watching the shipyard and its activity on the sensors::

Jack Leirone: Shall I give you a little time to get dressed?

LtAaron Markus: I don't care if they pause as long as noone starts shooting at us. ::sends a hail to the repair yard explaining their intentions::

CaptDougMcKnight: Blake> ::Momentarily directs his attention from the game, but does not even have a chance to say "Yeah, we just dropped from warp" before McKnight has sunk a clean 2 point shot::

weissangelserene: sure, how do you want me dressed?

7:50 PM

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Points and laughs:: You got served, boy! You got served old school!

Kiley Airell: ::chuckles::

VAdm Blackthorne: Repair Yard Guy> Yeah, tow `er over there. ::sends coordinates:

Jack Leirone: ::thinks a really dirty thought, then dismisses it:: However you want to be. I just figured you'd want to be out of uniform. So, how about Holodeck 2 at 1800 hours?

CaptDougMcKnight: Blake> You're a dork.

ElRiov trIdrys: :::looks over stack of PADDs::: I wonder how I managed to get through all of that. If T'Nal saw me she'd kill me ...

CaptDougMcKnight: Blake> Sir.

LtAaron Markus: Coordinates received. ::sets course::

LMajAdamDrake: ::Tries to draw T'Kirr's gaze, not obviously of course::

weissangelserene: ::nods:: works for me

Jack Leirone: ::thinks to himself:: Did you just ask a girl on a date and set the time of meeting in military time?

LtAaron Markus: ::looks at Kiley and smiles at her chuckling::

Jack Leirone: Okay. ::gets up and rounds the desk, kissing her forehead:: See you then.

ElRiov trIdrys: ( LOL Jack )

Jack Leirone: ((  ))

Lt TKirr: ::feels a pull in her mind and automatically looks over::

VAdm Blackthorne: ((they don't use anything but military time because IT MAKES MORE SENSE than that AM/PM crap))

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Lt TKirr: <<That's funny Jack =P>>

LtAaron Markus: ((LOL))

weissangelserene: ::kisses jacks hand:: i'll be there, i swear

VAdm Blackthorne: Tow them in at one quarter impulse.

Jack Leirone: ((Next time I plan a date with my girlfriend I'm using military time. Just to see what she says.))

LMajAdamDrake: ::smiles at T'Kirr and winks::

weissangelserene: ((LOL))

weissangelserene: ((thats hot jack))

Jack Leirone: ((you know it  ))

Kiley Airell: ((LOL!))

CaptDougMcKnight: (Not really. If they're artificially imposing a 24 hour day where it wouldn;t really exist, one seems as good as another.)

LtAaron Markus: Aye, sir. ::sets speed to one quarter impulse::

Lt TKirr: ::perks a brow at Drake and returns to sensors::

VAdm Blackthorne: ( Regardless, it's easier to say 0900 and people know that you mean in the morning, without having to specify.))

ElRiov trIdrys: :::finishes tea, gets up, stretches, looks out into sickbay and the rows of biobeds etc:::

Jack Leirone: ::exits sickbay and goes off to his quarters::

Lt TKirr: <<Different time, different culture...>>

weissangelserene: ::packs her things up and goes over to eric::

CaptDougMcKnight: (Technically, you could just say ( Am and save yourself a syllable.)

CaptDougMcKnight: (9 Am even)

VAdm Blackthorne: ((Kinda why they use the metric system in Trek, since the other system makes no sense.))

weissangelserene: hey eric?

7:55 PM

ElRiov trIdrys: yes Dr Weis?

ElRiov trIdrys: ( magic edit )

ElRiov trIdrys: yes Nicole?

VAdm Blackthorne: ((And while I'm ranting, it's pronounced keelometer, not kiLAHmeter. ANd that's all I have to say about that. ))

weissangelserene: i'm headed out, if thats cool with you?

Jack Leirone: ::steps into the turbolift, states his destination, and stands, morose, with his hands crossed in front of him::

CaptDougMcKnight: (The hell you say!)

LMajAdamDrake: ::runs standard diagnostics on the control circuits::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::nods:: Certainly is. I'll just hold down the fort here.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands and watches them approach the repair station:

LMajAdamDrake: ::gazes at T'Kirr again::

Lt TKirr: ::feels Drake's gaze, but purposefully ignores it::

weissangelserene: awesome, thanks ::smiles and heads out:: oh and if you need me, just call and i'll come

CaptDougMcKnight: Blake>'s it going up in security? I know you guys have been busy the last day or two.

Lt TKirr: ::looks up to watch the viewscreen::

ElRiov trIdrys: Will do. Enjoy yourself meanwhile.

LtAaron Markus: ::notices his shift is over and hopes the next shift person would hurry up::

Jack Leirone: ::steps out of the turbolift and walks down the hallway, passing someone he thinks looks familiar::

weissangelserene: thanks ::heads out and towards her quarters to change::

VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Four Orion ships appear on LR sensors, closing fast.

Jack Leirone: ::turns and calls after them:: Jason?

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Takes a shot, which bounces off the rim:: Ah, you know how it is for us who admit we're in the military. Endless boredom, occasionally interspersed with a few moments of sheer terror.

Lt TKirr: ::console beeps::

LtAaron Markus: ::gets a warning from his console::

Jack Leirone: Ensign> I think you have me confused with someone else.

Lt TKirr: Admiral, four Orion ships on long range sensors.

CaptDougMcKnight: Blake> Terror? A vet like you?

LtAaron Markus: ::looks at the readings:: Oh hell!

VAdm Blackthorne: ::turns:: What.

Lt TKirr: ::meets eyes with Blackthorne:: Heading for our location. Fast.

Kiley Airell: ::notices the time and stands up, then hears about the Orions, softly:: oh joy ::sits back down::

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Shrugs:: Well, as far as the men are concerned, of course not. But hell, find me one man who enjoys being shot at, and I'll owe you a drink.

VAdm Blackthorne: Red alert! Inform the repair yard.

Jack Leirone: Are you related to a Jason Ziredac from Colorado, Earth?

Jack Leirone: Ensign> No.

Jack Leirone: Ensign> Why?

LtAaron Markus: ::signals the repair yard of the impending threat::

CaptDougMcKnight: Speak of the fucker. Computer, end program.

Lt TKirr: <<::pretends Tac officer smacks Red Alert::>>

LtAaron Markus: Repair yard dude> Oh hell!

8:00 PM

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks at the sensors and sees the Orion ships::

Jack Leirone: Oh. No reason. ::turns and approaches his quarters, thinking:: The resemblence is uncanny.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::remembers that Zinthys is somewhere else::

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Taps his comm badge as he rushes for security::

Jack Leirone: ::thinks:: No, he's not even old enough for Starfleet now.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::walks up and relieves Ensign NoSpeakingPart, taking the console::

CaptDougMcKnight: +Bridge+ Bridge, this is McKnight. What the heck's going on?

VAdm Blackthorne: +McKnight+ Four more Orions, incoming.

Jack Leirone: ::walks over to the replicator:: I need a nice set of clothes, black. Size settings of Ensign Jack Leirone.

CaptDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Green bastards can't take a hint, can they? Alright, McKnight out.

Lt TKirr: Do you believe they are after the Hong Kong, or us?

weissangelserene: ::walks into her quarters and starts going through her clothes, looking for something to wear::

VAdm Blackthorne: I'm beginning to wonder.

Jack Leirone: Replicator> ::produces some clothes::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::makes sure the weapon systems are calibrated::

Lt TKirr: Perhaps we should leave the Hong Kong here, and warp out, see if they follow.

LMajAdamDrake: Why don't we just go over to the Hong Kong and get whatever they want.

VAdm Blackthorne: If we do that, the Hong Kong will be destroyed, if it's their true goal.

Jack Leirone: ::holds them up, examining them:: Nice choice, I must say. ::goes into the restroom to change::

LtAaron Markus: Should I let the Hong Kong go so I can manuever?

VAdm Blackthorne: Mr. Drake, the Hong Kong asked for our assistance in defending against pirate attacks.

VAdm Blackthorne: Cut them loose into the repair berth.

VAdm Blackthorne: And hail the lead Orion ship.

LtAaron Markus: Aye sir. ::stops the ship long enough to stop the momentum of the Hong Kong, then drops the tractor beam::

weissangelserene: ::chooses a light colored, flowing sundress::

LtAaron Markus: ::pulls out between the Hong Kong and the Orion's and hails the lead ship::

Lt TKirr: ::keeps an eye on the Orion ships' progress::

VAdm Blackthorne: Orion> Speak.

LtAaron Markus: ::looks back at Kiley, a little worried::

8:05 PM

ElRiov trIdrys: :::gets That Funny Feeling That Something May Be Going On Probably Because It Is:::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands and walks to the viewscreen::

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Walks into security, feeling a bit ridiculous at barking orders wearing shorts, t-shirt and head band, but does it anyway:: Alright men, same as before. Suit up, and begin reporting for deployment to the Hong Kong and the

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks for engineering weaknesses in their shield grid::

Jack Leirone: ::emerges from the restroom, decked in a modest black ensemble and he realizes his room has a full-length mirror:: Whoa. When did that get in here?

CaptDougMcKnight: repair yard. We have no way of knowing which target they're after.

Jack Leirone: ::checks himself out:: Eh, I look all right.

LMajAdamDrake: {{::laughs at Jack::}}

Kiley Airell: ::gives Aaron a small smile::

ElRiov trIdrys: +Bridge+ Idrys here ... any significant change in status?

weissangelserene: ::works on doing her hair and makeup::

LtAaron Markus: ::smiles back::

Jack Leirone: ((Jack's not really a fashion guy...))

CaptDougMcKnight: (Or a working guy, apparently.)

LtAaron Markus: ::focuses concentration on the Orion ships::

Lt TKirr: <<Doing makeup during red alert O.o>>

VAdm Blackthorne: This is Vice Admiral Ian Blackthorne commanding the Federation starship Constitution. I demand that you cease your attacks upon the SS Hong Kong immediately or face continued military retaliation.

Jack Leirone: ::deems himself "dateworthy" and heads out to Holodeck 2::

VAdm Blackthorne: Orion> You are outnumbered four to one, Admiral. We will take what we want. You may leave or stay and die.

LtAaron Markus: ::thinks "Please back down, please back down....Damn!"::

VAdm Blackthorne: I was outnumbered three to one the last time you tried this, and I recall winning that battle without taking casualties.

LMajAdamDrake: ::Sends a message to the Admiral's armrest about the possibility of deactivating all four ships using the harmonic resonance in the subspace distortions of their warp fields::

Lt TKirr: <<He's not at his armrest atm...>>

LMajAdamDrake: {{Oh, damn, he moved forward.}}

CaptDougMcKnight: ::Looks over the status chart, wincing at the numerical disadvantage, but figuring that by keeping their back to the repair yard, they can lower their aft shields, and beam marines over to the Hong Kong and the repair yard::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::sighs, gets The Feeling Of If Ya Wanna Get Something Done Ya Gotta Do It Yerself, signals to a nurse to hold down SB, exits and heads into a TL::: Bridge. ::TL moves::

VAdm Blackthorne: You are also facing a prototype starship, the newest design from Starfleet R&D. Continue this attack, and you will die.

LMajAdamDrake: ::sends the specifications of the weapon - using the deflector - to T'Kirr for a second opinion::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::TL doors open, steps out onto Bridge:::

weissangelserene: ::figuring she looked good enough, nicole left and headed towards the holodeck::

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks to the Doctor walking onto the bridge::

8:10 PM

ElRiov trIdrys: ::raises eyebrow at the sight of an Orion on the viewscreen, thinks Crap:::

LtAaron Markus: ::Thinks "That'll get 'em"::

Kiley Airell: ::wonders if she'll get another shot to have some fun in her fighter::

VAdm Blackthorne: Orion> Very well, Admiral. You have saved them this time, but you can not protect them forever. We will get what we want. We always do.

Lt TKirr: ::reads the note, sends reply, "Worth trying"::

LtAaron Markus: ::almost lets out a sigh of relief, but holds it::

Jack Leirone: +Nicole+ Leirone to Weis.

VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> The comm goes black and the ships reverse course.

weissangelserene: +jack+ yeah?

Lt TKirr: Admiral.. they're backing off.

Lt TKirr: ::double-checks her sensors::

LtAaron Markus: ::lets out that sigh::

Jack Leirone: +Nicole+ Given the whole red alert thing, you wanna reschedule this date of ours?

Kiley Airell: Why does that seem too easy

Kiley Airell: ?

Lt TKirr: They've gone to warp.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::glad that finally worked on someone, after facing the Crystalline::

weissangelserene: +jack+ yeah, guess i should head towards sickbay, make sure things are good there

ElRiov trIdrys: ::lets out a slow breath::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::cuts the red alert:: Standing down red alert.

LtAaron Markus: Never look a gift horse in the mouth, Counselor.

Kiley Airell: It just doesn't seem like the Orions

VAdm Blackthorne: They aren't stupid, Counselor.

Jack Leirone: +Nicole+ Whoops, nevermind. Red alert's done. You still up for a date?

VAdm Blackthorne: That's why they've been in business for so long.

Jack Leirone: ((makin' me look like a schizophrenic...))

LtAaron Markus: They thought twice after what we did last time.

LMajAdamDrake: Admiral, in case they attempt another attack, I think that we can use their warp technology against them. ::hands him a PADD::

CaptDougMcKnight: Huh...guess they CAN take a hint. Let's just jope Star Fleet brass follows suit, and sends us some damned reinforcements.

Kiley Airell: No, they aren't Admiral. But after what happened last time, they wouldn't have just come here without thinking they could win.

LtAaron Markus: And the steady eyes of our esteemed Admiral.

weissangelserene: +jack+ is your head okay?

Jack Leirone: +Nicole+ Yeah. So I'll meet you in front of HD 2.

VAdm Blackthorne: ::Takes the PADD:: Summary, please.

weissangelserene: +jack+ okay, i'l be there soon

8:15 PM

LtAaron Markus: ::remembers his shift ended just before the red alert and signals for the next shift person to take over::

LMajAdamDrake: The harmonic resonance in their subspace distortion caused by their warp emissions. They have high levels of metaphoranic particles. We can amplify a poloron beam and direct it into the particles.

ElRiov trIdrys: For what it's worth ... I may not be a tactician but considering who they were and how many ships they brought I'd say keep an eye out and don't ever take an Orion's word.

Jack Leirone: ::heads for the TL:: Holodeck.

LMajAdamDrake: It will reverse polarity and be attracted to their warp field. However, since the particles are inverted in polarity, it'll hit their shields and collapse them almost instantaneously.

VAdm Blackthorne: Get it ready.

LMajAdamDrake: ::nods:: Aye, sir.

LMajAdamDrake: ::moves into the turbolift:: Engineering.

LMajAdamDrake: +Leirone+ Drake to Leirone.

Lt TKirr: ::watches Drake leave::

LMajAdamDrake: ::winks at T'Kirr before the door shut::

weissangelserene: ::heads toward holodeck again::

LtAaron Markus: ::gets up as his replacement takes his place, and heads for the TL::

VAdm Blackthorne: Doctor Idrys, have all of the injuries on the Hong Kong been treated?

Jack Leirone: ::bows his head:: +Drake+ Yeah.

ElRiov trIdrys: Aye Sir they have.

Lt TKirr: ::frowns, then concentrates on long range scanning::

VAdm Blackthorne: No one's life is in danger if left without further treatment from us?

ElRiov trIdrys: Indeed Sir.

LtAaron Markus: ::takes the TL to his quarters and flops down on the bed, attempting to clear his mind::

LMajAdamDrake: +Leirone+ I need your assistance in Engineering. ::walks out onto the deck and into engineering::

ElRiov trIdrys: Sickbay is settling gradually back into the normal routine ... and soon we will be scheduling mandatory physicals for the crew once we are back on Atlantis.

Jack Leirone: +Drake+ ::deciding not to argue:: I'll be right there. ::to TL:: Halt. Go back down to engineering.

Kiley Airell: ::stands:: Admiral, I have some appointments that I need to get to. ::heads off towards the TL::

LMajAdamDrake: ::hands a PADD off::

8:20 PM

VAdm Blackthorne: That will go over like a lead balloon.

LMajAdamDrake: All right, Kallon, I need you to disengage the deflector from the main particle relays and reset the particle toners.

LMajAdamDrake: Kallon> ::nods::

ElRiov trIdrys: That it always does. People hate to keep physical and counseling appointments don't they? But they're a necessity.

ElRiov trIdrys: We don't bite ... too hard.

LMajAdamDrake: Fisher, set up as many relays of anti-metaphoranic particles as possible and when Kallon is done, reintegrate the deflector with the particle assembly.

Jack Leirone: ::enters engineering, embarrassed with his attire:: What do you need, Chief?

LMajAdamDrake: Fisher> ::nods::

VAdm Blackthorne: You are correct, doctor. So much so that you may schedule me first, as an example to the crew.

LMajAdamDrake: Kendrick> ::whistles a cat call at Jack::

LMajAdamDrake: ::looks at Jack:: I hope I didn't catch you in the middle of something.

ElRiov trIdrys: My thanks Sir. I'll see to it, once we're back on our own ship.

weissangelserene: ::walks up to the holodeck and stands waiting for jack::

Jack Leirone: ::doesn't heed Kendrick's catcall, looks at Drake:: Oh no. I dress like this all the time. Especially when not on my way to a date.

Kiley Airell: ::heads to her office::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::looks around:: I think it will be a relief to all to get back to the ship we were all posted to ...

VAdm Blackthorne: Agreed.

LMajAdamDrake: Well, I'll give you a choice. You can go on a date, or we can all die. ::stares at him, dead serious::

ElRiov trIdrys: I've never gotten the real "feel" of sickbay here.

Jack Leirone: Did you hear me arguing? What do you need?

VAdm Blackthorne: And I still can't make the center seat comfortable. ::chuckles::

Jack Leirone: ((::gives people permission to punch Jack for being such an asshole:)

CaptDougMcKnight: (Uh...that sounds a whole lot like encouragement for him to go on a date.)

ElRiov trIdrys: Somehow, Sir, I'm not surprised to hear that.

LtAaron Markus: ::gets up and sits down at his little desk to start flight reports from the earlier engagement in the fighters::

LMajAdamDrake: ::hands him a PADD:: I need you recalibrate the sensors on the forward sensor array to hone in on a combination of metaphronic and anti-metaphronic particles.

LtAaron Markus: If I just keep myself busy, I won't have to think about all that killing.

LMajAdamDrake: {{Oops, worded it wrong, thanks Doug. }}

Jack Leirone: ::takes the PADD:: No problem. ::heads to appropriate console::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::chuckles:::

LMajAdamDrake: High yield, Jack.

Jack Leirone: ::incoherently:: Yeah.

VAdm Blackthorne: T'Kirr, hail the Hong Kong's skipper and let him know that we're done here, but the Orions still want whatever it is he has.

Lt TKirr: ::nods and opens the appropriate channel::

8:25 PM

Jack Leirone: ::begins entering coordinates::

Jack Leirone: ::sends them to the deflector::

weissangelserene: ::leans against the wall::

LtAaron Markus: Man, between the Crystalline people and now the Orion pirates....

VAdm Blackthorne: Also, let the repair yard know what's going on here. Don't want them to get taken by surprise.

Lt TKirr: ::nods while she creates the message::

Kiley Airell: ::beings reading some prep work for her first appointment.

LtAaron Markus: ::tries to concentrate on statistics and fact rather than the emotions:: Why?...::a little louder:: Why do people always have to be that way?

weissangelserene: ::taps foot and looks at the time, wondering where jack is::

LtAaron Markus: Computer> Please restate the question...

Jack Leirone: ::outlines specific reaction particles::

LtAaron Markus: Oh shutup.

Jack Leirone: ::specifies action readout upon detection::

Lt TKirr: ::notices the forward sensor array being recalibrated::

Jack Leirone: ::programs them to alert the bridge crew as well as engineering when detected::

LtAaron Markus: ::shuts off the computer console and gets up and starts pacing::

weissangelserene: ::looks at the time again and sighs::

Lt TKirr: ::receives confirmation from the repair yard::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::looks over Medical console on Bridge, is satisfied with Nurse Arren's maintaining optimal activity in SB::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::walks to the helm console and moves the ensign aside::

CaptDougMcKnight: Well, if that's all, excuse me while I go back to my quarters for a much needed shower.

VAdm Blackthorne: I've had about enough of this whole situation.

Jack Leirone: ::turns to Drake:: Okay, everything's done. And I made it so when the particles are detected, the notification goes straight to the bridge as well as here. Anything else you need me to do? ::is needlessly hostile::

8:30 PM

Lt TKirr: ::spares the Admiral a glance::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::lays in a course::

LMajAdamDrake: Check your attitude. Other than that, you're free to go.

VAdm Blackthorne: But let's see what she's got.

weissangelserene: ::figures jack is standing her up and leaves, heading back to sickbay in her dress::

VAdm Blackthorne: ::sets the engines to "go like hell"::

LtAaron Markus: ::storms out of his quarters and heads down the hall::

Jack Leirone: Check my attitude? What is that supposed to mean?

LMajAdamDrake: Monagan> Sir, we've jumped to warp.

LtAaron Markus: <<I don't think I'm familiar with that speed>>

LMajAdamDrake: You don't need to get hostile with me. Everyone else here is doing their jobs.

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

Jack Leirone: And I'm done with mine. I'm outta here.

weissangelserene: ::walks into sickbay, still in her date dress::

Jack Leirone: ::paused::

Lt TKirr: ::pauses::

weissangelserene: ::paused::

Kiley Airell: ::paused::

ElRiov trIdrys: :::paused:::

VAdm Blackthorne: Attention!

Jack Leirone: ::AA::

ElRiov trIdrys: ::AA::

weissangelserene: ::AA::

Lt TKirr: ::AA::

CaptDougMcKnight: ::AA::

Jack Leirone: (( ::feeds himself a cookie:: ))

Kiley Airell: ::AA::

VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, good sim everyone!

LMajAdamDrake: ::@@::

LtAaron Markus has left this chat.

VAdm Blackthorne: Next week, a new test for the Constitution, hopefully with 100% less Orion pirates!

LtAaron Markus has joined this chat.

VAdm Blackthorne: That's all for this week. Dismissed!

ElRiov trIdrys: niters

Lt TKirr: Have a good night, everyone.

Jack Leirone has left this chat.