You have just entered room "Celestial Prime."
VAdm Blackthorne: go go shitty hotel internet connection!
CaptDougMcKnight: Hear that?
CaptDougMcKnight: That's the sound of no one acknowledging that the Admiral is on deck.
Lt TKirr: =P
Kiley Airell: lol
Kiley Airell: Hey J
VAdm Blackthorne: Hey folks
LtNicoleWeis: btw, i'm not going to be very active tonight, i'm trying to write a paper
Kiley Airell: uggg . . . I know that feeling Nici . . .
Lt TKirr: Yeah well.. try concentrating when someone's watching Simpsons in the same room. =/
Kiley Airell: *chuckles*
VAdm Blackthorne: Well, all I have to say after the place where I just ate - "God bless Texas!"
CaptDougMcKnight: Steak?
VAdm Blackthorne: Barbeque brisket
VAdm Blackthorne: beer
VAdm Blackthorne: mac n'cheese
VAdm Blackthorne: sausage
Lt TKirr: *drools*
VAdm Blackthorne: ::drool:;
CaptDougMcKnight: Tell me more about the beer. I like to think I'm a bit more discerning with beer than I am with cigars.
VAdm Blackthorne: Shiner Bock
VAdm Blackthorne: seems to be a local thing down here
VAdm Blackthorne: Being that both places I've been to here so far have it in addition to the usual shit beers.
CaptDougMcKnight: Never had it.
CaptDougMcKnight: So...sim?
VAdm Blackthorne: oh yeah, sim :-)
CaptKylePierce: Yes! :-D
MajorAZinthys: What's that?
VAdm Blackthorne: Major! Please be so kind.
MajorAZinthys: ::Blows into whistle::
MajorAZinthys: Attention!!
CaptDougMcKnight: ::AA::
Lt TKirr: ::AA::
Kiley Airell: ::AA::
CaptKylePierce: ::@@::
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, tonight, we're working on a way to track the cloud thingy from the vicinity of the colony. If we can figure out where the thing came from, perhaps we can stop it from coming again. Questions?
VAdm Blackthorne: Okay.
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
MajorAZinthys: ::Steps out onto the bridge from the TL::
CaptKylePierce: ::walking around in Engineer, doing none other than the routinely tedious diagnostics::
VAdm Blackthorne: Ah, Major.
Kiley Airell: ::Looks over to the TL as Zinthys comes onto the Bridge::
MajorAZinthys: ::Nods:: Admiral.
Lt TKirr: ::stands at her station, having entered moments before::
Malak Alhaq 9 has entered the room.
LtNicoleWeis has left the room.
CaptKylePierce: ::whistles as he taps some notes on a PADDs, hands it to a passing Ensign, and sits back down at his desk::
VAdm Blackthorne: T'Kirr, I hope there's been progress on tracking this thing.
Lt TKirr: Unfortunately, there hasn't been, Admiral.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::frowns::
CaptKylePierce: ::thinks about something::
MajorAZinthys: ::Looks a little bit lost, having just come from a training session with the marines::
CaptKylePierce: +T'Kirr+ Drake to T'Kirr.
Lt TKirr: +Drake+ T'Kirr here.
CaptKylePierce: +T'Kirr+ Got a second, Lieutenant?
Lt TKirr: +Drake+ I do.
Kiley Airell: ::grins:: You look kind of tired Major. Everything okay?
CaptKylePierce: +T'Kirr+ Would you join me in Engineering?
VAdm Blackthorne: the thing has to leave some trace when it moves.
MajorAZinthys: ::Smiles over at Kiley::
Lt TKirr: ::looks at the Admiral::
MajorAZinthys: Training session. I'll be fine.
Lt TKirr: +Drake+ I'll be down shortly.
Kiley Airell: ::chuckles:: Looks like you had a nice session.
Lt TKirr: <<Grr, Simpsons must die>>
MajorAZinthys: ::Quirks an eyebrow:: What do you mean?
CaptKylePierce: +T'Kirr+ Understood, Lieutenant. Drake out. ::moves to another console, toying with some concepts::
Lt TKirr: ::sticks an ensign at her station and leaves the Bridge::
Kiley Airell: ::chuckles:: Nothing Major . . . it was just a joke.
Lt TKirr: ::rides TL down to Engineering, PADD in hand::
CaptKylePierce: ::taps a PADD, thinking heavily::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::would laugh, but his attention is on his thoughts::
MajorAZinthys: ::looks at her oddly::
CaptKylePierce has left the room.
MajorAZinthys: ::Walks over to Tactical::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks pensive:;
Kiley Airell: Just a little bit of sarcasism Major.
Lt TKirr: ::enters Engineering, tearing her eyes from the sensor readings on the PADD to look about for Drake::
MajAdamDrake has entered the room.
MajAdamDrake: {{Sorry about that.}}
MajorAZinthys: <<Is that anything like narcisism?>>
Kiley Airell: ((wb FCM))
MajAdamDrake: Over here, Lieutenant. ::waves her over::
Kiley Airell: ((LOL . . . yes Zinthys . . . it's EXACTLY like that))
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stares at the viewscreen absently::
Lt Dakota Ellis has entered the room.
Lt Dakota Ellis: (I hate aol)
VAdm Blackthorne: ((hey Ellis!))
Lt Dakota Ellis: (hello)
MajorAZinthys: ::Nods absently as he takes over Tactical::
Lt TKirr: ::walks over to the chief engineer:: You wished to speak with me?
Lt TKirr: <<Yay Ellis>>
MajAdamDrake: Yeah. We're looking for this trace thing, right?
Lt TKirr: ::perks a brow at his vagueness:: We are.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::in the sci lab kicking a computer panel::
MajAdamDrake: OK, well, it moves through space, does it not?
VAdm Blackthorne: Hm.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Stands in the holodeck, quarterstaff in hand, training a second group::
Lt TKirr: ::moves to hold the PADD behind her back as she clasps her hands:: Of course.
Kiley Airell: You okay Admiral?
MajorAZinthys: <<::can totally see McKnight doing the Yoda schtick::>>
VAdm Blackthorne: If I say anything other than yes, I'm going to end up in my ready room talking, huh? ::grins::
CaptDougMcKnight: (The staff represents a rifle as it would be used for close in fighting.)
MajorAZinthys: ::smiles::
MajorAZinthys: <<"Shoot with this end you do not">>
MajAdamDrake: Well, think of it this way. It has to displace something, correct? Which means that there is a trail there that we can't see.
Kiley Airell: ::laughs:: Only if you want to ADmiral
CaptDougMcKnight: (Heh, fair enough. A little Yoda, maybe.)
MajorAZinthys: <<Just not the little green dude part>>
MajAdamDrake: What can it possibly displace in space, you may ask. Well, simple, it's organic so it has mass.
Lt TKirr: Spatial displacement occurs throughout deep space, as long as a sufficient number of particles are present to be picked up by sensors.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::tries to get the data back that the computer jumbled:: hunk of crap
MajAdamDrake: ::nods:: Exactly.
CaptDougMcKnight: Okay, who here thinks this thing I'm holding here belongs in a Bruce Lee movie, not in training for actual combat? And be honest.
CaptDougMcKnight: Seriously, be honest. If I detect insincerity, I'll kick your ass harder.
VAdm Blackthorne: I don't believe that for a minute. I'm fine.
MajorAZinthys: CPO Warren> ::Raises hand::
MajAdamDrake: Well, there is a Forensic theory that states that no matter what you do, you always leave a little bit of yourself behind. Whether it a footprint or a hair or whatever.
MajAdamDrake: See where I'm going with this?
Kiley Airell: ::chuckles:: Well, if you didn't want to talk in your ready room, we could always go back to my office. So, it really is your choice. ::grins and sits back in her chair::
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::heads up to the bridge to see if she can use the sci station there to get the scans back::
VAdm Blackthorne: I have this strange feeling I'm being roped into something.
Kiley Airell: Would I do something like that Admiral?
Lt TKirr: ::locks eyes with Drake:: Indeed. However, the mass has no unique elements to trace except one, which we have found no trace of.
MajAdamDrake: What is it?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks to Zinthys, then back to Kiley::
MajorAZinthys: ::Stares at his console very hard::
VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, so the Major's afraid to admit it.
Lt TKirr: An unknown element. We have not named it yet, however, we have termed it Unidentified Zero-Four in our database.
Kiley Airell: ::Grins:: Well, he's a smart man.
MajorAZinthys: ::Looks up:: What?
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Grins and tosses Warren a second quarterstaff:: Alright kid, let's see if you paid attention to Bruce Lee then.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::has been calling the elemet pre-water jello dust::
CaptDougMcKnight: (Very sciency.)
MajorAZinthys: Warren> What do I need this for? in the field, I'd just shoot the guy before he got that close.
VAdm Blackthorne: ((that before or after you add sugar?))
Lt Dakota Ellis: (:-))
Lt Dakota Ellis: (You add sugar to your jello?)
VAdm Blackthorne: ((hell yeah, what else would you add?))
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::slips into the sci startion and starts looking for the scans they were working on::
MajAdamDrake: ::nods:: All right, so - in theory - it should've been left behind in minute quantities. Normal sensors wouldn't pick it up. However, a microscan of a select portion of space should yeild some results.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Motions for Warren to come on up:: Ever tried to get a clear shot off with an angry Klingon bearing down on you with a bat'leth?
Lt Dakota Ellis: (Hot water, cold water, stir and chill)
MajorAZinthys: ::Walks up:: N-no, sir.
VAdm Blackthorne: We did have a conversation to finish, now that you mention it.
MajorAZinthys: Warren>*
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Smiles:: Well, let's try that on for size then, shall we?
Lt TKirr: I agree that it would, if we looked in the right location. The scan is not ideal to use in this situation, as the area to search is so vast.
Kiley Airell: hmmm . . . Yes, we did get interupted.
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Holds the stick across his body in what he hopes is a fighting stance::
VAdm Blackthorne: Major, notify me if Science comes up with anything.
MajorAZinthys: Yessir.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::walks to his RR::
Lt TKirr: <<Grr, now American Idol. Please phaser my TV, Zin?>>
CaptDougMcKnight: ::With no further warning, swings the quarterstaff in an overhand arc down on Warren's shoulder::
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::finds the scans and ha ha's in her head::
MajorAZinthys: <<I'd be happy to>>
MajorAZinthys: <<Especially if American Idol is on it>>
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::backs up out of the way::
MajAdamDrake: However...if you find a select patch that contains these particles, I can have my teams modify our usual scanners to pick up the minute portions. I can't do it without a sample of comparison.
Kiley Airell: ::grins, and follows the Admiral::
MajorAZinthys: <<brb>>'
Lt TKirr: ::squints dubiously:: You are confident you can make the sensors sensitive enough?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::sits down behind his desk::
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::makes a back up copy on a data solid and then backs up the back up::
MajAdamDrake: Betazoid Ingenuity and determination go along way. I just need that sample comparison to work with.
Kiley Airell: ::smiles and takes a seat, looking over to the Admiral::
VAdm Blackthorne: So, where were you?
CaptDougMcKnight: ::As Warren scrambles to get away, jabs him in the gut with one end of the staff, then before he can recover, darts forward. Hooking the back of his calves with the staff, he yanks soldier's feet out from under him::
Lt TKirr: We have the data from previous scans. Would this be sufficient?
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::just for the hell of it backs up the back up back up::
Kiley Airell: ::chuckles:: I was just about to ask you that. I believe you were talking about Amy.
Lt TKirr: <<*scans of the biomasses*>>
MajorAZinthys: <<back>>
MajAdamDrake: No, because the organic mass is always in motion, it's constant changing. In order to determine the exact gradiant of decay, I need a more recent sample from this area of space.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::nods:: I probably was.
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Falls with an "oof"::
MajorAZinthys: ::Relinqueshes control of Tactical and sits in the captain's chair::
Kiley Airell: You also mentioned your ex wife. Why don't we start there.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Brings the other end of the staff to rest against Warren's throat:: Congrats, Warren. You're a cadaver.
VAdm Blackthorne: I'm surprised you haven't constructed a dossier on her since I mentioned her.
Lt TKirr: I will begin microscans of the area surrounding the cloud's recent location in addition to our previous searches.
Kiley Airell: You're assuming I haven't.
VAdm Blackthorne: ah. ::chuckles::
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::looks up confused::
Lt Dakota Ellis: (and once your a cadaver your shipped off to play dead guy number three on L&O lo)
MajAdamDrake: I would suggest getting your assistant to assist - time is off the essence. ::looks at her:: If you need some of my men, I'm sure that they'll be willing to volunteer and help.
MajAdamDrake: *of
VAdm Blackthorne: Well, what's there to say...?
Lt TKirr: I did not mean me, but my team, Major.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Withdraws the staff end from his throat, and helps him to his feet:: If I was a Klingon, you'd be dead right now. And contrary to what you may have heard, Klingons don't simply charge at you across an open field with swords
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Stands:: Well, no, but they use disuptors, too.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::wonders why she has a suddenly feeling of disliking engineers::
MajAdamDrake: Of course...
CaptDougMcKnight: And that's why we practice marksmanship and formations. But what do you do if a couple of Klingons beam right into the middle of said formation?
MajorAZinthys: ::Nods:: I see, sir.
Lt TKirr: ::eyes Drake a moment longer before turning to leave Engineering::
MajAdamDrake: ::watches the doors close behind her:: Vulcans, I just don't get them.
Lt TKirr: ::enters TL:: +Ellis+ T'Kirr to Ellis.
Kiley Airell: So, what do you think about when someone mentioned Liz?
Lt TKirr: <<Lol threw me off there, that's my name>>
VAdm Blackthorne: ::smiles:: So you do have a dossier.
CaptDougMcKnight: Or surprise you from behind cover? It's rare, I admit, but sometimes in our line of work, the fighting gets in close. And when that happens, you'll want to have some response other than running and pissing yourself trained into
CaptDougMcKnight: you.
VAdm Blackthorne: Even with her preferred nickname.
Kiley Airell: I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't Admiral.
VAdm Blackthorne: What's to think? I broke my promise.
Lt Dakota Ellis: +TKirr+ Yes?
Kiley Airell: How?
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ Major Drake believes he'll be able to modify main sensors to detect the trail of Unidentified Zero-Four. Please begin microscans of the area surrounding the cloud's previous existence. I will join you shortly.
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Takes his spot back in line::
VAdm Blackthorne: I was XO of the Yeager when we got married. I promised her I'd resign from Starfleet and settle down with her.
Lt Dakota Ellis: +TKirr+ I'll get on it as soon as I get back to the lab
CaptDougMcKnight: Leaving so son, Warren? I was about to give you a crack at getting even.
CaptDougMcKnight: (soon)
Kiley Airell: Why didn't you?
Lt TKirr: +Ellis+ I will meet you there, then.
VAdm Blackthorne: The Dominion War broke out.
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Looks a little surprised::
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Walks back over to Douglas::
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::heads back to the lab with her back ups::
Lt TKirr: ::exits TL and walks the short distance to the Lab::
CaptDougMcKnight: Alright, let's start off with the same attack I used on you.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::enters the lab::
VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks as if that should explain it all::
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::uploads one of the solids and gets to work::
Lt TKirr: ::enters the lab shortly after Ellis::
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Tries to execute the overhead smash::
MajAdamDrake: Hey, Jeddin, I'm going to need a mass conversion of the science arrays and sensor palettes for intense and broad range microscopy.
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin> Sir?
Kiley Airell: She didn't understand?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::shakes head::
VAdm Blackthorne: Or I didn't.
Lt Dakota Ellis: So what are we doing?
MajAdamDrake: We're going to need to take a look at a log, and I mean a lot, of small miniscule thing. ::hands the PADD to him:: These are the basic modifications, parameters to follow.
Kiley Airell: what do you mean?
MajAdamDrake: First log = lot*
VAdm Blackthorne: Starfleet would have won without me.
VAdm Blackthorne: And I wouldn't be here. I'd be living on Earth, with a family.
VAdm Blackthorne: Or somewhere.
Lt TKirr: We are performing microscans of the likely areas we've already determined, even though we've already scanned them with conventional sensors. Perhaps we should use a probe to speed up the process, as this may take a good deal of tim
Lt TKirr: *time.
Kiley Airell: Do you think she blames you?
Lt Dakota Ellis: I'll program it you get permission to launch it
VAdm Blackthorne: Partially. I think she blames herself a bit, too. For trusting me.
Lt TKirr: ::nods:: +T'Kirr to Bridge+
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::programs the probe::
Kiley Airell: How would you have felt if you left Starfleet during the Dominion War?
Lt TKirr: <<You on the Bridge, Zinthys?>>
MajorAZinthys: <<yes>>
VAdm Blackthorne: Like I'd abandoned my brothers.
Kiley Airell: Do you think that would have affected your relationship with Liz?
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Simply brings his own staff up to block, then sends pushes forward with his right hand, striking forward at Warren's face, stopping a fraction of an inch from his temple::
MajorAZinthys: +Kirr+ Zinthys here.
Lt TKirr: +Bridge+ Permission to launch a probe to aid in microscanning.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Smiles:: Butt stroke. So simple, a Pakled could do it.
MajorAZinthys: Warren> Eep. ::Slowly backs up::
MajorAZinthys: +Kirr+ Granted.
VAdm Blackthorne: I may have harbored some resentment.
Lt TKirr: ::glances over at Ellis, assuming she heard, then moves to an ajoining console::
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Backs up as well:: That one wasn't quite fair, was it? By all means, try something else.
VAdm Blackthorne: but, after we had won the war, I'm sure I would have been alright.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::nods:: It's ready
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin> ::nods, reading over the material::
Lt TKirr: Launch.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::launches::
Lt Dakota Ellis: Data coming in..
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::reading the info on the screens::
Kiley Airell: are you sure about that?
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Tries a feint to the face, then uses the other end to strike at the knee::
VAdm Blackthorne: Who can predict the future? There's only hindsight.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::calls up a section of data:: I think I have something
Lt TKirr: ::turns from her console, having scanned for hours with Ellis:: What have you found?
Kiley Airell: You're right, no body can predict the future. But, remember, you have to be true to yourself. You can't be someone your not, even for someone you love.
Lt Dakota Ellis: a very faint trace of unidentifed zero-four
VAdm Blackthorne: I did break a promise.
Lt TKirr: Direct the probe to concentrate on the area. Log the data.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::does as told::
Kiley Airell: There are times when one has to break a promise
VAdm Blackthorne: Perhaps.
Lt TKirr: I'll send what's collected so far to Drake. Perhaps it will be enough to work with.
Lt TKirr: +Drake+ T'Kirr to Drake.
Lt Dakota Ellis: data logged..
Kiley Airell: no perhaps about it Admiral. You had to be who you were. Who you are.
VAdm Blackthorne: At the cost of a family? And a woman I loved?
MajAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+ Go ahead, Lieutenant.
Lt TKirr: +Drake+ I'm sending you the data we've collected so far. ::absently rubs the tense muscles in her neck::
MajAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+ Excellent, standby.
MajAdamDrake: ::waits for the data::
Kiley Airell: There's no telling if your relationship with the woman you loved would have lasted Admiral. If you resented her for forcing you to leave, it could have ruined your relationship.
Kiley Airell: How many people's lives did you save during the Dominion War?
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::watches TKirr reacting to stress would let jaw drop but her gum might fall out::
VAdm Blackthorne: At what point do I get to be selfish, though?
Lt TKirr: ::brings up telemetry of the probe, looking it over::
MajAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+ We're ready for it, T'Kirr.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Plants one end of his staff on the ground, blocking the path of Warren's knee strike. After that, he steps in closer, shoving one of his legs in behind Warren's, tripping him up as he shoves him backward with staff against
Lt TKirr: ::sends data::
CaptDougMcKnight: Warren's chest::
CaptDougMcKnight: (I do apoligize. This all looks much clearer in my head than when I try to explain it.)
Lt Dakota Ellis: Maybe after Drake has the information you should take a couple hours off, Lt.
Kiley Airell: At the point where you don't feel your place is at the head of a starship.
MajorAZinthys: Warren> ::Falls.. again::
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin! Here's the parameters of the particles we're looking for. ::throws a PADD to his assistant:: Check for decay ratios and send them back.
Lt TKirr: ::glances to the side briefly at Ellis:: I am fine for several more hours.
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin> ::snags the PADD:: Got it, Chief, give me five minutes.
Lt Dakota Ellis: the knots in your neck say other wise
VAdm Blackthorne: Perhaps.
MajAdamDrake: ::looks at the information:: This isn't going to be easy.
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin> Damn straight! I mean, there are enough variables here to make Pythagorus wince. I think I've got the subspace gradient down. The displacement levels are a bit tricky.
Kiley Airell: No perhaps Admiral. You have to be true to yourself.
Lt TKirr: ::turns her head to glare fully at Ellis, then back to her readings:: It is none of your concern. Admiral Blackthorne wants this as soon as possible.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Turns to the other marines. In his own way, Warren here's demonstrated an excellent point. No fancy stuff. Things move too fast for any of that to be worth it. Not to mention, your standard phaser rifle's much too short to
VAdm Blackthorne: There must be a way I can do both.
Kiley Airell: You find the right woman, the one who won't come between you and your ship, then you can do both.
CaptDougMcKnight: pull off that particular maneuver anyway. What you want to be thinking of is just gross motor movements. Thrust, block, butt stroke. Make those a reflex, and you can do more with it than you'd think.
Lt Dakota Ellis: Ok hint taken.. Don't be concerned with people you work with expessially if they're overly stressed Valcans..
CaptDougMcKnight: (Sorry, there should be a :: after that "marines")
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::goes back to work::
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin> Got it! The Subspace gradient is 0.1191. The displacement levels are three nanomicrons per sector. That's not a lot.
MajAdamDrake: Can you extrapolate a course?
VAdm Blackthorne: ::leans back::
VAdm Blackthorne: You never met Liz.
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin> ::looks at his readings:: I don't know. Bearing three two nine mark six point one.
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin> Give or take a point or two.
MajAdamDrake: ::nods:: Great.
Kiley Airell: You're right, I've never had the chance.
MajAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+
MajAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+ Drake to T'Kirr.,
Lt TKirr: ::about to reply to Ellis, but takes the call:: T'Kirr.
MajAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+ I'm sending you the subspace gradients and displacement numbers now. I've also extrapolated a flight course that I'll need you to confirm.
MajAdamDrake: ::Sends the information to science::
MajAdamDrake: Jeddin> You mean *I* extrapolated the course... ::smirks fiendishly::
Lt TKirr: +Drake+ Understood.
VAdm Blackthorne: I had that woman.
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::impessed that the engineers know such large words::
Lt TKirr: ::receives the data and begins applying it::
Kiley Airell: Yes, but would she have been worth you trying to change who you really are?
CaptDougMcKnight: Alright Warren, I'll stop picking on you. In fact, let's try something a little different, just so I can show you a few more of those basic moves. Computer, activate McKnight program 13...Klingon soldier, configuration 1.
VAdm Blackthorne: Am I defined by my career?
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::is glad she didn't recommend the Vulcan massage program on the holodeck::
Lt TKirr: ::finishes up and looks over her shoulder:: Ellis. Will you confirm this?
MajorAZinthys: <<Alright, everybody, it's been fun, but my caffeine just ran out>>
Kiley Airell: We are all defined by something.
CaptDougMcKnight: (Alrighty, thanks for providing the sparring partner. Night, Zinthys.)
MajorAZinthys: <Good night>
MajorAZinthys has left the room.
MajAdamDrake: ::waits patiently::
Lt Dakota Ellis: Sure.. ::looks over the data::
Lt Dakota Ellis: Your desmal is two place off to the left
CaptDougMcKnight: ::Watches as a Klingon warrior materializes, brandishing a dull bat'leth, unlikely to even break the skin. Just in case, safeties are on:: Computer, overhead strike!
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::points it out:: Other then that it's fine
Lt TKirr: ::perks a brow::
Lt TKirr: ::looking at the wall:: +Drake+ Ellis and I agree there is approximately sixty-seven percent chance of accuracy. That is more than enough to work with, as we can refine it as we travel.
VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands::
Kiley Airell: ::just sits back and watches the Admiral::
MajAdamDrake: +T'Kirr+ Understood, I'll keep an eye on the levels of saturation in the spatial distortions. I'll let you know if anything major changes on our end. Drake out.
VAdm Blackthorne: Defined by something, but is that our only facet?
Lt TKirr: ::looks to Ellis as she taps her badge:: +Bridge+ T'Kirr to Bridge.
Kiley Airell: No, it doesn't have to be.
VAdm Blackthorne: :::walks out on the bridgE::
VAdm Blackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Blackthorne here.
CaptDougMcKnight: ::The Klingon bellows as he attempts a move similar to Warren's, only looking a hell of a lot meaner. Deflecting it to the side with the leading end of his staff, McKnight drives the end first into the Klingon's solar plexus, then
Lt TKirr: +Bridge+ We are ready to begin following the trail.
Kiley Airell: ::stands and heads out to the Bridge::
VAdm Blackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Excellent, relay the course and heading to helm.
CaptDougMcKnight: his face:: Take note, people. Used properly, the point should always beat the edge. In terms of movement, it's just much more efficient.
Lt TKirr: ::turns to the console, but looks to Ellis:: Would you like to do the honors?
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::shrugs:: Sure
Lt Dakota Ellis: ::sends info to helm::
Lt Dakota Ellis: Sent
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
Lt TKirr: ::pauses::
MajAdamDrake: ::pauses::
MajAdamDrake: God, it's good to be back.
Kiley Airell: ::pauses::
Lt Dakota Ellis: pasued
CaptDougMcKnight: paused
VAdm Blackthorne: Alright, next week we begin tracking the thing.
MajAdamDrake: By the way, I won't be around next week because they've extended the show another night. So, I'll be back on the 5th of April. :-X
Lt TKirr: :-\
CaptDougMcKnight: Break a leg.
CaptDougMcKnight: Hell, break 'em both!
Lt TKirr: LOL
MajAdamDrake: Have been for a while. :-)
MajAdamDrake: Show is going great.
VAdm Blackthorne: That's all for tonight. Dismissed!
Lt TKirr: *waves*