You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
LMajAdamDrake: Evening Major! ::waves::
MajorAZinthys: Good evening.
LtNicoleWeis: JELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MajorAZinthys: ::Ducks::
LMajAdamDrake: This is promising.
MajorAZinthys: ::hides::
LtNicoleWeis: why are you hiding allen?
MajorAZinthys: Because I can. Sh.
LtNicoleWeis: ::laughs::
LMajAdamDrake: He's afraid.
Lt TKirr has entered the room.
LMajAdamDrake: T'Kirr! ::waves:: :-)
Lt TKirr: *waves with a hand*
LtNicoleWeis: aww poor zinthys
Lt TKirr: What's wrong with him now?
LtNicoleWeis: jello tkirr
LMajAdamDrake: He's hiding...
LtAaron Markus has entered the room.
LMajAdamDrake: Heya A-Dawg... :-)
LtAaron Markus: Hey.
CaptDougMcKnight has entered the room.
CaptDougMcKnight: (Howdy, folks.)
WillFMarlowe has entered the room.
LMajAdamDrake: Wil!
LMajAdamDrake: When did you come in?
CaptDougMcKnight: (Marlowe, hey.)
LMajAdamDrake: Oh, there...
LtNicoleWeis: WIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LMajAdamDrake: ::smiles::
WillFMarlowe: WHAT!
Lt TKirr: Hey, Willy :-*
LtNicoleWeis: hi
WillFMarlowe: Hallo. How's life?
LtNicoleWeis: hi doug and aaron
LtAaron Markus: Hey Nicole.
LMajAdamDrake: So, where's our illustrious Admiral? :-X
Lt TKirr: Hm...
Lt TKirr: Men's room? =P
MajorAZinthys: We have an illustrious Admiral?
Lt TKirr: Lol
Lt Dakota Ellis has entered the room.
Lt TKirr: Hm, that's not the Admiral.
Lt TKirr: I mean, err... Hi, Ellis!
CaptDougMcKnight: Hey Ellis.
LtNicoleWeis: jello everyone
Lt TKirr: Hm, no Admiral... PARTY TIME!!!
Lt TKirr: Quick, everyone run around and get into trouble!
Lt Dakota Ellis: hi
LMajAdamDrake: ::knocks over a lamp::
LtAaron Markus: You don't have to run around to get into trouble TKirr, you just always are in trouble.
Lt TKirr: *runs to the window and starts drawing faces in the condensation*
Lt TKirr: Aw, why thank you, Markus.
Lt TKirr: Um.. what kind of trouble?
LtAaron Markus: You're welcome
MajorAZinthys: ::cracks his whip::
LtAaron Markus: I think it varies from week to week.
MajorAZinthys: There will be no running around getting into trouble.
Lt TKirr: ::snaps back and stares at Zinthys::
MajorAZinthys: Would you all like to sim?
Lt TKirr: Um, no, I just dropped in to say hi. O.o
LMajAdamDrake: ::snickers::
MajorAZinthys: If nobody wants to sim, I'll just go to sleep. No biggy.
Lt TKirr: ::elbows people::
LtAaron Markus: Let's sim already.
CaptDougMcKnight: Sure, maybe he'll stop on by.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::gets elbowed:: Ow
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!!
LMajAdamDrake: ::@@::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
LtNicoleWeis: ::AA::
LtAaron Markus: ::AA::
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::AA::
WillFMarlowe: ::AA::
CaptDougMcKnight: ::AA::
MajorAZinthys: The Atlantis in currently en route... somewhere.
MajorAZinthys: We will continue to be en route.
MajorAZinthys: Questions?
Lt TKirr: Nope. Pretty self explanatory. =)
MajorAZinthys: Good.
MajorAZinthys: ++BEGIN SIM++
MajorAZinthys: ++BEGIN SIM++
MajorAZinthys: ++BEGIN SIM++
MajorAZinthys: ::Sitting in the captain's chair::
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::playing in the lab::
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Sits in Ten Forward, sitting a stoll at the bar but facing the window, a glass of Guiness in hand::
LtNicoleWeis: ::chilling in sickbay::
LMajAdamDrake: ::moves out of engineering to the turbolift:: Bridge.
Lt TKirr: ::is on Deck 20, looking at plants in Botanical Garden::
LtAaron Markus: ::sitting at Helm/Ops, glad to be back in his old spot::
LMajAdamDrake: ::steps out onto the bridge::
MajorAZinthys: ::Nods:: Mr. Drake.
LMajAdamDrake: ::looks to Zinthys:: Major. How was your shore leave?
WillFMarlowe: ::in his office, researching the use of bacteriophages for anti-viral applications for a paper::
LMajAdamDrake: ::sits down at the Engineering console::
LtNicoleWeis: ::puts on some loud music in her office and starts on some reports::
MajorAZinthys: Unproductive. Yours?
LtAaron Markus: ::does routine checks on course heading, power consumption of the thrusters to keep the course steady, etc...::
Lt TKirr: ::carefully collects bits from several leafy plants, placing them into separate sample containers::
LMajAdamDrake: Almost relaxing. ::nods and runs his diagnostics::
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Keeps drinking::
LMajAdamDrake: Mr. Markus, how are the helm circuits and the response times?
Lt TKirr: ::breathes deeply of the fragrant air while replacing the microshears, then walks next door to the Botanical Lab, where she starts applying the samples to pre-set tests::
LtNicoleWeis: ::leaves office singing::
LtAaron Markus: ::stops what he's doing to run a quick check:: Ummm, Helm circuits are fine, response times are pretty darn quick.
LMajAdamDrake: Good. ::smiles:: There is a first time for everything.
LMajAdamDrake: ::Stands and moves back towards the turbolift::
LtAaron Markus: Hey, I keep my Helm running smooth.
LtAaron Markus: <<sent that message like 2 minutes ago.>>
Lt TKirr: Fuller> ::strolls into the lab, catching sight of T'Kirr:: Oh, Lieutenant! I didn't know you were in here.
Lt TKirr: <<Ick...>>
LMajAdamDrake: {{Just got it.}}
LMajAdamDrake: ::steps into the turbolift:: Computer, locate Lieutenant T'Kirr.
LtAaron Markus: <<Might be slow 'cause I'm running a dedicated Halo server on my server>>
LMajAdamDrake: Computer> Lieutenant T'Kirr is in the Botany Lab.
Lt TKirr: ::turns::
Lt TKirr: Fuller> ::notices what T'Kirr's working on, frowning in realization:: Oh, Lieutenant... I was going to do that...
Lt TKirr: ::looks back into a microscope:: But you were not.
LtNicoleWeis: ::walks into will's office and grabs a tricorder and sings into it::
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::misses the hole in the lab floor::
LMajAdamDrake: Botany Lab. ::rides the turbolift::
Lt TKirr: Fuller> ::bites his lower lip:: I know. I'm sorry... I was delayed. It won't happen again. Do you want me to take over?
LMajAdamDrake: ::steps out and strolls down the deck into the Botany Lab::
Lt TKirr: ::peers up:: You may. I've already run the first analysis. ::moves away as Fuller takes her place::
LtAaron Markus: ::continues doing his checks on the thruster usage::
Lt TKirr: Fuller> Right. I'll get right on it, Lieutenant. I'm sure you have duties to attend to.
WillFMarlowe: ::looks askance at Nicole::
Captain Radetzky has entered the room.
Lt TKirr: ::starts to leave, almost colliding with Drake::
Captain Radetzky has left the room.
LMajAdamDrake: ::watches T'Kirr from the door::
MajorAZinthys: Mr. Markus, how is everything running?
Lt TKirr: Mr. Drake. Can I help you?
LMajAdamDrake: Woah... ::steps back::
LMajAdamDrake: I was wondering if you had lunch plans?
LtNicoleWeis: come on will sing with me
Lt TKirr: ::blinks, looking behind her at Fuller, who's purposefully ignoring them:: I'm free.
LtAaron Markus: ::stops what he's doing again and does a quick systems check:: Everything seems okay so far.
MajorAZinthys: good
WillFMarlowe: ::chuckles a bit:: Singing was never my greatest talent.
LMajAdamDrake: Would you join me in Ten Forward? ::smiles::
LtAaron Markus: Just running a little check on the thrusters. They seem to be doing okay, although I may do some tweaking if they increase their power consumption any more.
Lt TKirr: ::perks a brow and motions for him to lead::
LtNicoleWeis: ::laughs::
MajorAZinthys: very well
LMajAdamDrake: ::starts out of the lab and down the hallway:: So, how is Science faring after the refit?
LtNicoleWeis: and you think i can sing good, man your crazy
LtAaron Markus: ::goes back to checking the thrusters::
LtNicoleWeis: i'm just trying to have
Lt TKirr: ::walks beside him, for once, without a PADD in her hand:: It is rather quiet. There is little to do but routine research. The sensor grids seem to be well in order.
LMajAdamDrake: Good. Let me know if you need any assistance.
Lt TKirr: ::gives Drake a single nod as they approach the lift::
WillFMarlowe: ::laughs::
LMajAdamDrake: ::enters the lift:: Deck Ten, Lounge.
LtNicoleWeis: (i was supposed to say i was trying to have fun)
Lt TKirr: ::clasps her hands behind her, staring at the wall::
LtAaron Markus: ::sees the thruster energy usage spike ever so slightly:: That's it...that's too high under normal usage. ::runs a scan to see if power is being diverted somehow:: Nothing there.
LMajAdamDrake: ::stands, quite uncomfortable:: So...?
MajorAZinthys: Is there a problem, Mr. Markus?
LtAaron Markus: ::puzzled:: Why are the thrusters using that much juice? ::absentmindedly scratches his head::
Lt TKirr: ::notices his discomfort, and darts her eyes, thinking:: How is Engineering?
MajorAZinthys: ::Pulls it up on his display::
MajorAZinthys: ::taps comm:: +eng+ Bridge to Engineering.
LtNicoleWeis: ::turns the music down:: so whatcha doing?
LtAaron Markus: ::turns:: Oh. The thrusters are using an unusually high amount of energy for these conditions.
Lt TKirr: <<Seems people are having lag. Think I'm okay, though. :-\>>
LtAaron Markus: I can't seem to find the cause.
LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> +Zinthys+ This is Engineering, go ahead.
LMajAdamDrake: Good, actually. If it wasn't, I wouldn't be here. ::smirks::
MajorAZinthys: +Jeddin+ We're having a problem with the thrusters. They're using up too much power.
WillFMarlowe: Just some research. You?
LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> +Zinthys+ Understood, I'm on it. ::moves over to the thruster control assembly::
Lt TKirr: ::sees his point, showing it discreetly on her face:: It is good to be back aboard Atlantis.
LtAaron Markus: ::looks at Z:: May I sir? ::gestures upward::
MajorAZinthys: ::Nods::
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Nods to the bartender as he comes by with a refill::
LtNicoleWeis: just finished some reports, what some help?
LtAaron Markus: +eng+ Engineering, I can't find any power being diverted through the thrusters, but it appears they're using way too much juice.
LMajAdamDrake: So, we should get together some time when we're not on shift. I've got a beautiful Betazed Ocean program I think you'd find most fascinating. ::trying to sound as sophisticated as a Vulcan::
WillFMarlowe: Nah, thanks. Just crunching some numbers. Then I get to write a paper. You can proofread that, if you like.
LtNicoleWeis: (i gotta go guys)
LtNicoleWeis has left the room.
Lt TKirr: That would be acceptable. I look forward to it. ::lift slows to a stop::
LtAaron Markus: +eng+ Is it possible that one of the power conduits is out of alignment?
LMajAdamDrake: Excellent. ::moves out onto deck ten::
Lt TKirr: <<Poor Marlowe, Weis poofed before his eyes. :-\>>
LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> +Markus+ I'm on it already, Lieutenant. ::rolls his eyes::
LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> ::runs a tricorder over the assembly::
Lt TKirr: ::follows, looking over the crewmen in the Lounge::
LMajAdamDrake: ::moves to a table and seats himself there::
LtAaron Markus: ::to Z:: Was it me or did he sound a little miffed?
Lt TKirr: ::sits down across from him::
MajorAZinthys: He knows what he's doing.
LtAaron Markus: I have no doubt of that, but...oh nevermind.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Notes the entrance of the two, but makes no move to join them, or even call attention to his presence. He's learned never to make himself the third wheel.::
LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> ::whistles to himself as he taps the console:: I see. OK, so all the EM relays weren't realigned. Not a problem... ::is talking to himself and knows it::
LtAaron Markus: ::turns back around trying to act busy::
LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> ::uses a hydrospanner and promptly fixes the problem:: +Markus+ There you go, Lieutenant, all fixed.
LMajAdamDrake: What did you do on your shore leave, T'Kirr? ::takes a glass of water::
LtAaron Markus: ::checks just to make sure before answering:: +eng+ Thank you.
LMajAdamDrake: Jeddin> +Markus+ Of course, anytime. ::moves back to his diagnostics::
Lt TKirr: ::finds her hands without something to do, so leaves them on her lap:: I visited the cities near the Great Lakes in the United States. A rather temperate climate this time of year.
LMajAdamDrake: ::nods::
CaptDougMcKnight: (Hey, I think I'll call it a night a little early this time. Have fun, everyone.)
CptKetchum has entered the room.
LtAaron Markus: <<Ketchup!>>
MajorAZinthys: <<night>>
Lt TKirr: <<See ya!>>
CaptDougMcKnight has left the room.
CptKetchum: >
Lt TKirr: You?
MajorAZinthys: ::runs another diagnostic on the Tactical systems::
LMajAdamDrake: Sat around, really. Nothing too productive or entertaining.
LMajAdamDrake: I watched some Engineering classes at the Academy and that was it.
Lt TKirr: ::nods:: There was a lot to meditate on after our last... mission.
LtAaron Markus: ::sees Ensign Zebro come in and realizes his shift is up:: Oh cool...::jumps up and lets Ensign Zebro take his place:: See you later Major. ::stands at the TL waiting for it to enter::
CptKetchum has left the room.
MajorAZinthys: ++END SIM++
MajorAZinthys: ++END SIM++
MajorAZinthys: ++END SIM++
LtAaron Markus: ::*waiting for it to open::
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!
LtAaron Markus: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::