Cmdr Shelev joined the chat (6:57:39 PM)

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6:57:50 PM vadmblackthorne: Hey foils.

6:57:55 PM vadmblackthorne: Folks

6:58:01 PM lcdrtkirr: Hiya.

MajDougMcKnight joined the chat (6:58:33 PM)

6:58:38 PM majdougmcknight: Evening, folks.

6:58:43 PM lcdrtkirr: Good evening.

7:04:33 PM cmdrshelev: I'm not dead!

7:04:39 PM vadmblackthorne: Lies.

7:04:53 PM cmdrshelev: ok, good night everyone

7:04:54 PM majdougmcknight: Well, good thing I didn't open the champagne.

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7:05:05 PM vadmblackthorne: D'oh

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7:05:12 PM vadmblackthorne: get in the sim

7:05:16 PM cmdrshelev: no u

7:05:27 PM lcdrtkirr: . . .

7:07:22 PM vadmblackthorne: Well, we can do what I had planned tonight with four, I believe.

7:08:51 PM majdougmcknight: Shiny.

7:12:38 PM cmdrshelev: WAKE UP

7:12:58 PM vadmblackthorne: WHAT

7:13:08 PM cmdrshelev: no one is talking

7:13:19 PM vadmblackthorne: Let's have a sim.

7:13:32 PM vadmblackthorne: I'd rather sim with four smart people than sixteen idiots.

7:13:32 PM cmdrshelev: ::TWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET::

7:13:38 PM lcdrtkirr: ::AA::

7:13:39 PM majdougmcknight: ::AA::

7:14:57 PM vadmblackthorne: Okay, Atlantis has been looping around to meet the fleet, deliberately misleading the Machen Bren force, and then outdistancing them with our superior speed.

7:16:54 PM vadmblackthorne: T'Kirr, Blackthorne, and Airell have been treated in sickbay and put on light duty only for 96 hours.

7:17:28 PM vadmblackthorne: Questions?

7:17:32 PM lcdrtkirr: Slaves.

7:17:54 PM majdougmcknight: No questions.

7:18:10 PM vadmblackthorne: Okay then.

7:18:13 PM vadmblackthorne: BEGIN SIM

7:18:15 PM vadmblackthorne: BEGIN SIM

7:18:17 PM vadmblackthorne: BEGIN SIM

7:19:05 PM vadmblackthorne: ::wakes up, finally back in his own bed::

7:19:13 PM majdougmcknight: ::Sits in his office

7:19:20 PM majdougmcknight: (Stupid enter key.)

7:19:29 PM cmdrshelev: ::On bridge, going over damage reports and directing repair teams around the ship.::

7:19:36 PM vadmblackthorne: ::gets up and walks into his bathroom, looks in the mirror:: I still look like shit.

7:19:44 PM lcdrtkirr: (Why they even put that on the keyboard is beyond me.)

7:20:01 PM vadmblackthorne: (I don't know what you're talking abou

7:20:10 PM lcdrtkirr: (rofl)

7:20:55 PM vadmblackthorne: ::showers and shaves, then orders up a breakfast of bacon and fried eggs, over hard and covered in tabasco sauce, from the replicator::

7:21:02 PM lcdrtkirr: ::dresses carefully in her quarters, still tender from her injuries and their treatment::

7:21:14 PM majdougmcknight: ::Sits in his office, momentarily relaxing the seemingly molded on frown so as to allow another moutful of raktajino down his throat, before turning back to his computer screen, on which is displayed a half-finished letter he's

7:22:16 PM lcdrtkirr: (They really should up the post count especially for McKnight.)

7:22:36 PM majdougmcknight: (lmao, I'm just going to assume that was a compliment.)

7:23:45 PM majdougmcknight: writing to the family of Corporal Rahman, one of the 14 killed during the rescue operation:: I've gotten too good at cranking these fucking things out...

7:23:48 PM vadmblackthorne: ::eats his breakfast, enjoys a cup of actual good coffee and not rationed coffee, and dresses in a fresh uniform, mindful of still sore areas::

7:24:58 PM lcdrtkirr: ::picks up the mug of herbal tea on her table with one hand while massaging the back of her neck with the other::

7:26:46 PM lcdrtkirr: ::checks the time with the Computer and prepares to leave her quarters to start her light shift::

7:27:28 PM vadmblackthorne: ::pins on both of his rank insignia, commbadge, and gold wings, then nods after looking in the mirror:: That's better.

7:28:32 PM lcdrtkirr: ::exits and walks down the corridor toward the lift::

7:29:36 PM vadmblackthorne: ::walks out of his quarters and heads toward the turbolift::

7:29:51 PM majdougmcknight: ::Maybe the worst part is that Rahman wasn't even in his company...it'd be nice if he actually had something he'd personally witnessed down there to put in here::

7:30:50 PM vadmblackthorne: ::enters the lift:: Bridge.

7:32:11 PM vadmblackthorne: ::arrives and walks out onto the bridge::

7:32:35 PM lcdrtkirr: ::enters Bridge behind Blackthorne and walks to Science::

7:33:26 PM vadmblackthorne: I have the bridge. Report, commander.

7:34:52 PM cmdrshelev: Admiral on the bridge. We are about four hours out at current speed. I have damage control on decks three and four for some hits we took from the surface weaponry.

7:34:57 PM cmdrshelev: The away teams have been briefed and it's overall been a quiet night.

7:35:11 PM cmdrshelev: ((DAMMIT ADIUM WARN ME WHEN A MESSAGE IS GOING TO BE TOO BIG >( ))

7:35:30 PM lcdrtkirr: ::breathes in deeply as she logs into her station, begins several routine scans, and looks over the logs of the past several hours::

7:35:58 PM vadmblackthorne: ::nods in satisfaction::

7:36:37 PM vadmblackthorne: ::Turns to T'Kirr:: You're looking a sight better, Commander.

7:37:02 PM lcdrtkirr: ::looks back at Blackthorne and perks up her eyebrows:: As are you, Admiral.

7:37:30 PM vadmblackthorne: Not too difficult a feat, given our previous conditions.

7:37:48 PM lcdrtkirr: ::nods, then looks at Shelev::

7:38:26 PM cmdrshelev: ::Looks at T'Kirr.:: Welcome back.

7:39:02 PM lcdrtkirr: Thanks to a successful rescue.

7:39:23 PM vadmblackthorne: Indeed. Well run, Commander. ::looks back to Shelev::

7:40:08 PM cmdrshelev: Thank you, Admiral. Permission to be relieved until we arrive at the Fleet?

7:40:21 PM vadmblackthorne: Granted. ::looks down to his chair::

7:40:42 PM cmdrshelev: It's all yours. ::Salutes and departs for the TL::

7:41:03 PM vadmblackthorne: ::places his hand on the chair and smiles:: Never thought I'd be this glad to see it again.

7:41:59 PM lcdrtkirr: ::looks up from her logs, assuming he's speaking to himself about the ship::

7:42:48 PM vadmblackthorne: ::gingerly sits down in the chair::

7:43:19 PM cmdrshelev: ::Takes TL down to the officer's quarters::

7:43:50 PM vadmblackthorne: Better than leaning against a red tree.

7:43:58 PM lcdrtkirr: ::glances around the Bridge, thinking it looks a little different now as well::

7:45:14 PM cmdrshelev: ::Exits TL, swiftly returns to his quarters.::

7:45:38 PM vadmblackthorne: +McKnight+ Blackthorne to McKnight.

7:46:25 PM cmdrshelev: Computer: lock entryway, turn off comm availability except for emergency traffic, dim lights to 50%, and give me Strong Drink.

7:47:34 PM cmdrshelev: ::Puts his glasses on the table, rubs his eyes in the blissfully dim light, and retrieves the randomly-selected andorian bourbon from the replicator.::

7:47:58 PM lcdrtkirr: ::pulls up the apparent location of the fleet and integrates it with the sensor sweep schedule::

7:48:16 PM majdougmcknight: ::Mutters under his breath for a moment at being interrupted (Granted, it's not a pleasant task anyway, but he went to all the trouble of concentrating on it...), before tapping his comm badge::

7:48:27 PM majdougmcknight: +Blackthorne+ McKnight here. Go ahead, sir.

7:48:46 PM vadmblackthorne: +McKnight+ Major, report to my ready room.

7:49:36 PM majdougmcknight: ::Grimaces a moment, but quickly realizes he has no actual excuse for arguing:: +Blackthorne+ On my way, sir.

7:50:20 PM cmdrshelev: ::Pulls off his uniform's overcoat and stares out the starfield while sipping a glass of synthahol-powered bourbon that doesn't burn his throat like it's supposed to. ::

7:50:28 PM vadmblackthorne: ::stands again, wincing at lingering pain from his ribs::

7:51:09 PM lcdrtkirr: ::notices the movement and peers up at Blackthorne::

7:51:46 PM majdougmcknight: ::Activates the lock to his office door as he makes his exit, and with a nod to the occupant of the office across from his, turns and makes his way out of security C&C, heading for a turbolift::

7:52:05 PM vadmblackthorne: You have the bridge, Commander.

7:52:14 PM vadmblackthorne: ::makes his way into his ready room::

7:52:21 PM lcdrtkirr: ::nods firmly::

7:52:36 PM vadmblackthorne: ::obviously still sore from his halting gait::

7:53:53 PM majdougmcknight: ::Steps into the turbolift, and leans back against the wall as the door hisses shut, rubbing his tired eyes:: Bridge.

7:56:20 PM majdougmcknight: ::Straightens as he hears the lift sliding to a stop, and steps out onto the bridge, taking note of T'Kirr in the big chair as he makes his way to the ready room:: Commander. Feeling better I hope? You look ever so slightly

7:56:28 PM majdougmcknight: greener than when last I saw you.

7:57:06 PM lcdrtkirr: ::perks a brow:: I am better, thank you.

7:57:49 PM majdougmcknight: Nifty.

7:58:23 PM vadmblackthorne: ::looks at his assortment of liquors::

7:58:25 PM majdougmcknight: ::Rings the chime on Blackthorne's door::

7:58:32 PM vadmblackthorne: Come in.

7:59:10 PM majdougmcknight: ::Steps on through, then waits for them to shut behind him:: What can I do for you, Admiral?

7:59:16 PM lcdrtkirr: ::watches McKnight's back as it disappears::

7:59:27 PM vadmblackthorne: Care for a drink, Major?

8:01:03 PM lcdrtkirr: ::ponders the force it took to perform their rescue operation while monitoring her scans::

8:01:14 PM majdougmcknight: ::Uncharacteristically hesitates for a moment. He hasn't gotten much sleep, after all, and there are still more letters to write. Always more formulaic, depressing...:: Actually, a whole hell of a lot, sir.

8:01:51 PM majdougmcknight: Bourbon, if you have it.

8:01:55 PM vadmblackthorne: ::selects a bottle of Tennessee whiskey and pours them both a glass::

8:02:10 PM majdougmcknight: (Oh, crud. Lag.)

8:02:16 PM vadmblackthorne: (Crappy map!)

8:03:24 PM vadmblackthorne: ::picks his up and regards it for a moment::

8:05:03 PM vadmblackthorne: ::looks to the Major::

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8:06:54 PM lcdrtkirr: (Oh no, hope he didn't hit his head too hard on the floor)

8:07:01 PM vadmblackthorne: (D'OH)

8:07:10 PM cmdrshelev: (THAT MAN CANNOT HOLD HIS LIQUOR)

8:08:08 PM vadmblackthorne: (He didn't even drink it yet!)

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8:11:08 PM lcdrtkirr: (WB)

8:11:11 PM majdougmcknight: (Sorry about that. Connection died, then when I got it back, AIM died.)

8:11:15 PM cmdrshelev: (( this was the first sim about to be called on account of alcohol ))

8:11:34 PM majdougmcknight: (What was the last thing you got from me?)

8:11:39 PM vadmblackthorne: (No, that's happened before)

8:11:51 PM vadmblackthorne: (Oh crud Lag was the last thing I saw)

8:12:13 PM majdougmcknight: (Okay.)

8:13:19 PM majdougmcknight: ::Considers a moment, then simply raises his glass to Blackthorne slightly before consuming a good portion of the glasses contents....though he does stop short of actually shotgunning the Admiral's good stuff::

8:14:08 PM majdougmcknight: See...now that's a good kick.

8:14:42 PM vadmblackthorne: ::takes a drink of his own:: Ah, that's good to have again.

8:15:16 PM cmdrshelev: ((everyone is drinking except the woman. this is a problem.))

8:15:39 PM majdougmcknight: (We tried getting her to join in before you joined. Lost cause.)

8:16:08 PM vadmblackthorne: Well done on the rescue, Major.

8:16:34 PM lcdrtkirr: (lol)

8:18:00 PM majdougmcknight: ::Considers that a moment, before deciding not to mention those who don't have cause to think so. He's read the reports; no point being a drama queen. Instead, he just finishes off the glass:: Good job staying alive long enough

8:18:06 PM majdougmcknight: for there to be a rescue.

8:18:33 PM vadmblackthorne: Call it instinct. How many men did we lose?

8:18:43 PM vadmblackthorne: ::has read the reports, wants to hear it personally::

8:21:03 PM majdougmcknight: ::Frowns before placing his glass back down on Blackthorne's desk:: 14 dead, 35 still in sickbay...they're expected to be alright, so long as we don't ask them to start dancing any time soon.

8:21:36 PM majdougmcknight: Projectile weapons are better at wounding than straightup killing, if the armor does its job...most of the time.

8:21:42 PM vadmblackthorne: ::nods, expressionlesS::

8:22:01 PM vadmblackthorne: I assume you are writing letters to the families?

8:23:48 PM majdougmcknight: Me, and their direct COs, for those in the other two companies. Not really much I can say in those cases, except for parroting what the families are already going to hear...but the other COs didn't plan that Op.

8:24:17 PM lcdrtkirr: ::while waiting for her next scan result to come in, puzzles about how many lives were sacrificed for the three of theirs::

8:24:34 PM vadmblackthorne: I want them all to go through me. I'll be adding to them.

8:26:41 PM majdougmcknight: ::Nods silently before sitting back, closing his eyes, and letting out the kind of humorless chuckle that speaks of too much frustration piling up:: Those bastards really don't seem to like us much, do they?

8:26:58 PM vadmblackthorne: ::takes another drink of the whiskey::

8:27:16 PM vadmblackthorne: Not at all. I hope the Xindi appreciate this.

8:30:11 PM majdougmcknight: To be honest, not that I expect we'll hear about any time soon. Until this is over, all we've done is given them longer to think about all the exciting ways they might die out here.

8:31:20 PM majdougmcknight: But who knows? Maybe when we meet up, Captain Montrose will have a nice after school special story for us.

8:32:05 PM vadmblackthorne: ::looks back at him:: I'm making you Marine Commandant. Congratulations.

8:33:12 PM majdougmcknight: ::Opens his eyes in surprise, and sits up a bit straighter, trying to summon up the right words to express his gratitude:: Say what?

8:33:55 PM vadmblackthorne: Major Zinthys has transferred. You're taking his place.

8:35:18 PM majdougmcknight: Oh. Well...sweet. His office has a much better view.

8:36:34 PM majdougmcknight: And...thank you. I sort of figured the drink would be the high point of my visit, but I've always said I love surprises, so long as they're good ones.

8:37:44 PM vadmblackthorne: You've earned it. ::Raises his glass::

8:39:11 PM majdougmcknight: ::Notes his own glass is empty:: Mind sparing a little extra so I can join in on the moment, sir?]

8:39:28 PM vadmblackthorne: Ah, certainly. ::finishes his own, then pours two more::

8:39:34 PM vadmblackthorne: ::raises his glass again::

8:40:05 PM majdougmcknight: ::Raises it in turn:: To the fallen.

8:41:14 PM vadmblackthorne: To the fallen. ::Drinks::

8:41:15 PM vadmblackthorne: PAUSE SIN

8:41:19 PM vadmblackthorne: PAUSE SIM AND SIN

8:41:22 PM vadmblackthorne: PAUSE SIM

8:41:30 PM cmdrshelev: ((I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF SINNING COME BACK LATER))

8:41:37 PM majdougmcknight: (lmao)

8:41:42 PM majdougmcknight: ::Paused::

8:41:47 PM lcdrtkirr: ::pauses::

8:41:55 PM vadmblackthorne: Well, a lull in the action, but it's a holiday anyway. :)

8:42:13 PM lcdrtkirr: I couldn't really think of anything to write sitting there. =P

8:42:14 PM cmdrshelev: clip show

8:42:25 PM majdougmcknight: This is true. I should go get chocolate or something, dedicate it to narcissism.

8:42:34 PM vadmblackthorne: Or whiskey.

8:42:51 PM majdougmcknight: Liquor stores are all closed, curse cruel fate.

8:42:54 PM lcdrtkirr: ::pops a chocolate into her mouth:: 8)

8:43:13 PM vadmblackthorne: Liquor-filled chocolates, even.

8:43:30 PM majdougmcknight: That might be too much concentrated awesome for me to handle.

8:43:48 PM vadmblackthorne: Okay, that's all for tonight. See y'all next week for more action.

8:44:08 PM lcdrtkirr: See ya.

8:44:15 PM cmdrshelev: nite

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8:44:18 PM vadmblackthorne: Night!