7:03:17 PM MajDougMcKnight: Evening.

7:03:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hey folks

7:04:09 PM Lt Percy Busard: Hoy.

7:04:25 PM Lt Percy Busard: Maan, do I have to start my plot tonight? 'Cuz I just remembered.

7:04:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Nope, we're wrapping up the Horizon plot tonight.

7:05:01 PM Lt Percy Busard: Oh good!

7:05:07 PM Lt Percy Busard: I mean..um...that sucks.

7:05:13 PM Lt Percy Busard: *whistles*

7:06:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Mmmmhmm. Right.

7:08:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yay, a full house!

7:08:25 PM Lt Percy Busard: Oh my god.

7:08:47 PM Lt Percy Busard: Wooo!

7:09:56 PM MajDougMcKnight: A bit late to it, but huzzah!

7:10:45 PM LCdr TKirr: =/

7:10:49 PM LCdr TKirr: I was watching

7:10:53 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Okay then

7:11:12 PM LCdr TKirr: Until 5min before...

7:11:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Tonight the Horizon is approaching Erf.

7:11:51 PM MajDougMcKnight: I mean I was late.  To the cheering.

7:12:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Towing a dark Atlantis.

7:12:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Blackthorne is waiting.

7:12:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: *cackles*

7:13:17 PM Lt Percy Busard: ...I don't like that cackle.

7:13:22 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Questions? Comments? Snide remarks?

7:13:58 PM cmdr shelev: FUCK YOU

7:14:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I asked.

7:14:10 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN

7:14:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: SIM

7:14:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: AND SHIT.

7:14:27 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Shits::

7:14:33 PM cmdr shelev: D:

7:14:41 PM Lt Percy Busard: (+nix, damnit+)

7:14:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (:v:)

7:15:39 PM cmdr shelev: ::Back on the bridge with a repaired mouf.::

7:16:03 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Pushing buttons! Lots of buttons!::

7:16:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::swearing about something::

7:16:25 PM LCdr TKirr: ::busying herself at Science::

7:17:26 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Stands in the Horizon's launch bay, seeing as how it's a big common area, accompanied by a bunch of marines and his look just daring some jackass to start another fight.::

7:18:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::marveling at how this is almost over::

7:18:38 PM cmdr shelev: Harper, we have sixty minutes until we drop out of warp.

7:18:50 PM cmdr shelev: I have not been murdered.

7:19:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Give it time, sir.

7:19:34 PM cmdr shelev: Don't need to.

7:19:43 PM cmdr shelev: +Shipwide+ Attention, this is the Commander.

7:19:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Uh-oh.

7:19:53 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Buttons buttons buttons wha?::

7:19:57 PM LCdr TKirr: ::peers up from her work::

7:20:19 PM cmdr shelev: +shipwide+ I realize that these last three days have been trying.

7:20:38 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Sighs, and mentally prepares himself in case he has to start stunning people left and right.::

7:20:58 PM cmdr shelev: +sw+ But regardless, you can all be proud of yourselves. A ship that has been lost for centuries has been found, and is sailing into port on your watch.

7:21:33 PM cmdr shelev: +sw+ That said, as we will arrive at Earth in fifty-five minutes, I have a final order.

7:21:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper>  ::waits for the gunshot::

7:21:52 PM cmdr shelev: +sw+ This ship, and its crew, will arrive at spacedock in period uniforms.

7:22:14 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Buttons...eyetwitch::

7:22:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ...

7:22:23 PM LCdr TKirr: :: ! ::

7:22:30 PM cmdr shelev: +SW+ and since I will not survive the mutiny, it has been a pleasure serving with all of you.

7:22:37 PM cmdr shelev: ::Click::

7:22:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::closes her eyes and lets out a long breath::

7:23:25 PM cmdr shelev: ::More awkward silence.::

7:23:39 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> No jury would convict me.

7:23:42 PM Lt Percy Busard: +Shelev+ Sir, you WERE joking, right?

7:24:01 PM LCdr TKirr: ::chooses to resume her pouring over the manual over pondering their latest order::

7:24:11 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Grits his teeth, breathes in deep, and calls out at full volume::  That was a joke!  You can tell him I said that!  That is all!  Now sit down and shut up!

7:24:12 PM cmdr shelev: +Busard+ Negative. There was a reason power was diverted to the laundromat.

7:24:25 PM cmdr shelev: (( ::You're fired.:: ))

7:24:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Commander.

7:24:32 PM Lt Percy Busard: (CRAP)

7:24:35 PM cmdr shelev: Commander.

7:24:41 PM cmdr shelev: (( That was for McKnight. ))

7:24:49 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Oh good)

7:25:08 PM cmdr shelev: (( We don't have the money to fire you. ))

7:25:24 PM MajDougMcKnight: (We also don't have period uniforms for 1,000 people.)

7:25:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> You realize that this is the kind of order that will only end in a gunshot, right?

7:25:29 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Besides, finding someone to fill your cursed position would take years))

7:25:58 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Well, there goes my dream of turning Percy into a ship's janitor)

7:25:59 PM cmdr shelev: I do. But fortunately I have seen my death, and it is not by a sidearm.

7:26:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::thinking that she's gonna pull the trigger, but it's only sporting to warn him::

7:26:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> What.

7:26:23 PM cmdr shelev: Fifty minutes! You have the bridge.

7:26:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Oh no you don't mister!

7:26:37 PM cmdr shelev: ?

7:26:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> I'm not sitting up here deflecting the blame for this.

7:26:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> You stay right in that center seat and face your own firing squad.

7:27:11 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Turns to one of his men::  You take care of things here.  I'll be on the bridge, making my scary face.

7:27:32 PM LCdr TKirr: ::finds she's reading the same line of "Calibrating Panel Switches" over and over, and decides to actively listen in instead::

7:28:10 PM cmdr shelev: Well, then, good news should come from XOs. Go ahead and rescind my order.

7:28:22 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> I don't have the authority.

7:28:35 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> But rank or not you're facing the consequences of this.

7:28:48 PM cmdr shelev: Oh, drat. You just refused to let me give you the authority by handing the bridge over.

7:29:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::sighs:: Even if you did give me the bridge, I can't just contradict an order you just gave.

7:29:36 PM LCdr TKirr: ::decides watching Shelev take the heat is somewhat amusing and wonders if he just might need a counselor::

7:29:37 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Because I'm too lazy to write out every necessary action, McKnight comes striding onto the bridge, smiling mirthlessly::  Sir!  I have some excellent news!

7:30:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::looks at McKnight, praying that it means he brought bacon::

7:30:16 PM cmdr shelev: I haven't been shot yet!

7:30:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::mutters that isn't good news::

7:31:16 PM MajDougMcKnight: No, and you might maintain that streak yet!  See, I took the liberty of belaying that last order, thus preventing this ship from degenerating into one huge bar fight and saving you the trouble of finding 1,000 period uniforms in one

7:32:11 PM MajDougMcKnight: fell swoop.  So, before I head on back down, got anything else in mind to make my job that much harder?

7:32:16 PM cmdr shelev: Major, I am shocked. I would think you to be the one to enjoy a good bar fight.

7:32:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Easier to just shoot him in the face. ::swears in Klingon::

7:32:48 PM cmdr shelev: I will allow you and Harper to be the bearers of good news. The period uniform requirement will be for senior officers only.

7:33:04 PM LCdr TKirr: ::feels like her eyes are playing ping pong, looking from one to the other::

7:33:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::glares::

7:33:12 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Clenches his jaw::  Oh joy and rapture unforseen.

7:33:42 PM cmdr shelev: But when the Admiral strides onto his ship, he WILL see a Daedalus class ship in pristine condition, staffed by men and women who appreciate history as he does.

7:33:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Major, how can I get put in the brig right now to avoid being put in the brig for life?

7:34:40 PM cmdr shelev: Oh for fuck's sake.

7:34:41 PM MajDougMcKnight: ...Shelev said your mom's a whore.]

7:34:45 PM LCdr TKirr: ::tries to recall what period uniform of this era looked like::

7:34:51 PM cmdr shelev: Commander T'Kirr.

7:34:58 PM LCdr TKirr: ::perks up::

7:35:06 PM cmdr shelev: We have a disagreement between two executive officers in rank.

7:35:10 PM cmdr shelev: Please break the tie.

7:35:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> She's been called worse than that.

7:35:29 PM cmdr shelev: Before a fight that I'm not even involved with starts up.

7:35:31 PM LCdr TKirr: ::blinks::

7:35:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Waitwaitwait, this is a vote!?

7:35:54 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Sighs::  Look, I'm fine with wearing the damn uniform.  I could do with a change of clothes anyway.

7:35:58 PM cmdr shelev: Well the dictatorship didn't work.

7:36:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> I studied politics in Chicago, I know how to run an election.

7:36:20 PM MajDougMcKnight: But Shelev gave the order. He should be the one to "clarify" it.

7:36:35 PM cmdr shelev: I would be glad to do so.

7:36:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> "Vote early, vote often, and don't stop even when you die."

7:37:08 PM cmdr shelev: Provided I can get assurances that Harper will not sully the starfleet reputation by threatening a senior officer.

7:37:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::stares:: I've never overtly threatened anyone.

7:38:12 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Angry button pushing::

7:38:12 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Sighs::  Just stay close to me when I get back.  I'll make sure all your teeth stay in place this time.

7:38:29 PM cmdr shelev: ::Keys the shipwide intercom again.::

7:39:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::waits for the gunshot::

7:39:35 PM cmdr shelev: +Shipwide+ This is the commander. As a clarification, the previous order is for department heads and senior staff only. The rest of you may appear at the decommissioning ceremony in standard dress.

7:39:56 PM cmdr shelev: There, happier?

7:40:11 PM cmdr shelev: Don't answer that.

7:40:16 PM Lt Percy Busard: ...::Looks to her fellow engineers:: I'll...be right back.

7:40:28 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::stares:: I refuse to answer on the grounds that I might incriminate myself.

7:40:33 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Bolts for the bridge::

7:40:44 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Walks back into the turbolift::  +Percy+ McKnight to Busard.

7:41:07 PM LCdr TKirr: ::thinks the period dress can't be too bad, and tries to think of it as a lesson in history::

7:41:07 PM Lt Percy Busard: +McKnight+ ::Obvious in a hurry to somewhere:: What.

7:41:12 PM MajDougMcKnight: If you're on the way to the bridge, I don't want to see that wrench out of the tool belt, you hear me?

7:41:32 PM cmdr shelev: (( Fun fact: B5: Crusade was cancelled because, among other things, JMS refused to honor an executive memo asking for more fistfights on the bridge. ))

7:41:36 PM Lt Percy Busard: ....What about just a small one?

7:41:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::brings up a picture of the period uniforms, miniskirts and all, on her PADD and passes it to T'Kirr::

7:42:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((::incites rebellion::)

7:42:13 PM LCdr TKirr: ::frowns 'til she sees the picture and freezes::

7:42:23 PM cmdr shelev: (( Also iTunes just started playing My Death by Scott Walker. ))

7:43:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((appropriate)

7:43:15 PM LCdr TKirr: ((LOL))

7:43:48 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Busard+ We're on our way to a museum ceremony, Busard.  Like it or not, the AMENDED order is appropriate.

7:45:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::waits to see if T'Kirr kills Shelev, saving her the paperwork and brig time::

7:45:26 PM Lt Percy Busard: +McKnight+ ...Fine

7:45:27 PM Lt Percy Busard: *.

7:45:42 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Busard+ Besides, we've all seen you in less.  McKnight out.

7:45:48 PM cmdr shelev: (( owned ))

7:45:52 PM Lt Percy Busard: +McKnight+ I hate you.

7:45:57 PM LCdr TKirr: ::merely fixes Shelev with a glare::

7:46:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne:  ((Fucking owned.))

7:46:25 PM cmdr shelev: }:-]

7:46:35 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Just grins as he makes for his quarters to grab a quick sonic shower before changing.::

7:47:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((hey Percy, he's right, at least it's more clothing than the slave outfit :v: ))

7:48:02 PM LCdr TKirr: ((That's a good point, Ian.. we were all thinking of something else))

7:48:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> :quagmire:

7:48:32 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Enters the bridge just for a moment, and just hands Shelev a PADD with a giant frowny face drawn on it. And then walks out again::

7:48:39 PM cmdr shelev: :[

7:49:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((I was trying to get her to look on the bright side, okay? No appreciation for my efforts around here, I tells ya.))

7:50:47 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Showering.  La la la.::

7:50:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::sighs, wondering if she can get a transfer granted in half an hour::

7:51:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::or perhaps fake her own death::

7:51:53 PM cmdr shelev: Harper, will you please take the bridge for an interval?

7:52:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Why.

7:52:05 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Goes to find the damned uniform after leaving::

7:52:06 PM MajDougMcKnight: ("Homer, when you bought that dummy, I asked if it was to fake your own death.  You told me no!")

7:52:20 PM cmdr shelev: I need to get into costume!

7:52:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> Me too.

7:52:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Yeah, yeah.

7:52:56 PM cmdr shelev: Be right back!

7:53:18 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::swears in Inuit::

7:53:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> ::runs off:

7:53:47 PM cmdr shelev: ::Enters the TL. Goes to the officer's head to shower and put on a dashing Kirkesque yellow tunic.::

7:53:57 PM LCdr TKirr: ::decides she'd better allow more time than usual to figure out her 'uniform' and resignedly summons Logan to take her place::

7:54:14 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::For the sake of brevity, and assuming McKnight takes fast showers, he gets on the comm as he's pulling on an undershirt.:: +O'Grady+ O'Grady, we don't have much time, so I want this order passed out to all hands immediately. 

7:54:24 PM MajDougMcKnight: This ship is to be man cleaned.

7:54:34 PM MajDougMcKnight: +O'Grady+ Man cleaned, sir?

7:54:48 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Er, pretent that said +McKnight+)

7:54:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::sits in the center seat, feeling as though she's captaining the Titanic::

7:55:31 PM MajDougMcKnight: +O'Grady+ Yes, Captain.  Man cleaned.  It's a subtle, delicate illusion that requires no one open any of the doors or cupboards, lest they find all of our crap that we stuffed in there.

7:55:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::or the Kobayashi Maru, perhaps::

7:55:47 PM LCdr TKirr: EnsLogan> ::strolls onto the Bridge, attempting to hide his smirk at T'Kirr but doing a bad job at it::

7:56:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Logan wipe that smirk off your face.

7:56:15 PM LCdr TKirr: ::does so::

7:56:26 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Logan))

7:56:40 PM LCdr TKirr: ::walks off the Bridge::

7:57:05 PM cmdr shelev: ::Returns to the Bridge.:: Ok, 15 minutes to showtime, people!

7:57:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> My turn, I guess.

7:57:25 PM cmdr shelev: Right-o.

7:57:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::walks into the TL and disappears::

7:57:56 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> ::emerges in an awesome Kirk-yellow tunic:: Giggity.

7:58:22 PM cmdr shelev: At least someone else is happy about this order.

7:58:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> These were the best uniforms in Starfleet history, sir!

7:58:50 PM cmdr shelev: If I had the authority to promote you, I would!

7:58:55 PM LCdr TKirr: ::showered with 'uniform' in hand, goes about figuring it out::

7:58:59 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Minutes later, McKnight too would emerge on the bridge in what I assume should be black bell bottoms and a red shirt.::  Says the guy in the color that never got shot at first.

7:59:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> :awesome:

7:59:03 PM cmdr shelev: But in the meantime, make preparations to drop out of warp.

7:59:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> Right-o sir!

7:59:29 PM LCdr TKirr: ((rofl McKnight))

7:59:34 PM cmdr shelev: I would never have ordered this on an away mission.

7:59:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::showers and is also pondering the uniform::

7:59:58 PM cmdr shelev: You prevented me from being grievously injured, so I owe you that much.

7:59:59 PM LCdr TKirr: ::dons the top easily enough and pulls up the skirt, then looks around for the rest, wondering where she'd put it::

8:00:14 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Is still, of course, wearing his contemporary phaser::

8:00:15 PM LCdr TKirr: This can't be right...

8:00:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> Space was so rugged back then, I love it.

8:01:01 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Exits her quarters in the outfit:: Goddamnit, twice in one trip. This cannot be good. ::And then wandered back to Engineering.::

8:01:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::puts the damned thing on, swearing in languages that we in the 20th century have never heard of::

8:01:36 PM cmdr shelev: Stow it, I already gave you a fake promotion.

8:01:46 PM cmdr shelev: ((Good thing we're in the 21st))

8:01:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> I'm not kidding, I'm a history buff.

8:02:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((yeah yeah everyone here was alive in the 20th so there))

8:03:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::putting her hair up in a bun:: I feel like I should be attending a Beatles concert.

8:03:33 PM LCdr TKirr: Having not shown this much leg since she was a child of the desert, exits her quarters in full period dress and makes her way back to the Bridge::

8:03:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::finds a period science tricorder and slings that over her shoulder::

8:04:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::tries to turn it on, but the battery is dead::

8:04:20 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::shrugs and exits to the TL:

8:04:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::arrives on the bridge, wearing Science blue::

8:05:16 PM cmdr shelev: And we're back.

8:05:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::wordlessly walks over to a seat next to that hooded thing Spock looked into all the time and sits down::

8:05:46 PM LCdr TKirr: ::takes the next TL up to the Bridge, coming in behind Harper, also in blue::

8:05:49 PM cmdr shelev: Helm, drop out of warp and hail spacedock.

8:05:49 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Tries very hard not to hit someone when she hears snickers::

8:06:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> Sir yes sir!

8:06:41 PM LCdr TKirr: EnsLogan> ::bites his lip::

8:06:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> ::turns:: Spacedock on the horn, dockmaster has cleared us and our tow.

8:06:55 PM cmdr shelev: One would hope!

8:06:57 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> ::steals a glance at all the leg showing behind him::

8:07:07 PM cmdr shelev: Eyes front, ensign.

8:07:11 PM cmdr shelev: ::Does the same thing.::

8:07:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> Roight.

8:07:37 PM LCdr TKirr: ::hangs out at Science, feeling better the closer she is to Harper::

8:08:15 PM LCdr TKirr: Logan, back to your duties, please.

8:08:16 PM MajDougMcKnight: How much do you suppose it'd piss Blackthorne off is we went IN under impulse in this thing?

8:08:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> It's what he'd do.

8:08:39 PM MajDougMcKnight: Yeah, but he won't get the chance.

8:08:53 PM cmdr shelev: Then do it for the Admiral.

8:08:58 PM LCdr TKirr: EnsLogan> Yes, right.. ::awkward silence, then leaves without another word::

8:09:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::fiddles with the science tricorder::

8:09:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::trying to make the damned huge thing turn on::

8:09:20 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> Awright!

8:09:46 PM LCdr TKirr: ::notices Harper's frustration and flicks the switch::

8:09:51 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Glances over at Harper::  Oh, hey, that's not bad.  Did we find any PHASER shaped paper weights onboard?

8:10:03 PM cmdr shelev: +Spacedock+ Spacedock, this is the USS Atlantis flag. Is Admiral Blackthorne available?

8:10:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Oh, huh, how about that. Thanks.

8:10:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> No, this just happened to be laying around, and I thought it looked the part...

8:11:06 PM MajDougMcKnight: Ah, drat.  Well, I suppose it's only fair you be carrying the thing that draws someone's gaze above the hem line.

8:11:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Dockmaster>  +Shelev+ He's um, yeah... wow. Just fly in already.

8:11:26 PM LCdr TKirr: ::perks a brow::

8:11:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::stares::

8:11:44 PM cmdr shelev: Park this thing.

8:11:55 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Gets sick of being the only one in "uniform" down in Engineering:: Quinn, look after things here, will you? ::Runs up to the Bridge::

8:12:05 PM Lt Percy Busard: Are we there yet?

8:12:13 PM cmdr shelev: Yes, we are!

8:12:17 PM Lt Percy Busard: Good!

8:12:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Helmsman> ::flies the pair of ships through the doors and swerves into a dock slot, slinging the Atlantis behind them into the adjacent berth.

8:12:29 PM cmdr shelev: We'll be done once Blackthorne has the bridge again.

8:12:30 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Don't run in that too fast, Percy))

8:12:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Blackthorne and Zuriyev> WHAT THE FUCK.

8:12:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((test)

8:12:47 PM cmdr shelev: (( wow just wow ))

8:13:14 PM LCdr TKirr: ::stares::

8:13:31 PM cmdr shelev: (( I don't know if that was planned or not! ))

8:13:36 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Oh no he must've crashed the ships))

8:13:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((I'm here!)

8:13:45 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Ooops.)

8:13:52 PM cmdr shelev: (( He says he is still getting chats but he left ))



[23:14] Lt Percy Busard: (Lame)


[23:14] Cmdr Shelev: ((he's workin on it ))


[23:17] *** Lord Luceo has joined the chat.


[23:17] Lord Luceo: ((ahaha, got in with a different name))


[23:17] Cmdr Shelev: (( :wtc: ))


[23:17] Lt Percy Busard: (WB)


[23:17] Lord Luceo: ((I dunno, it won't let blackthorne in, but let's carry on, did I miss anything?)


[23:18] LCdr TKirr: ((Nope))


[23:18] Lord Luceo: Blackthorne> What the bloody hell did he do to my ship!


[23:18] Lord Luceo: Mr. John Andrew Harrington III from the Smithsonian> I say!


[23:18] Lord Luceo: Zuriyev> ::holding a box of medals, which he drops::


[23:19] Lord Luceo: Helmsman> We're parked, Commander.


[23:19] Cmdr Shelev: Can this thing dock with a modern spacedock?


[23:20] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::plays with the tricorder absentmindedly, waiting for this all to be over with::


[23:20] Lord Luceo: Helmsman> Aye sir, the moorings are already attaching.


[23:20] LCdr TKirr: ::looking over Harper's shoulder at the device, deciding it's entirely too crude to be interested in it and lets her keep it::


[23:21] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::isn't all that interested in the device but it's better than what's going on around her::


[23:21] Cmdr Shelev: Now we wait for Ian and Zuriev to do their "My ship no My ship" routine before they come aboard.


[23:22] Lord Luceo: Blackthorne> ::marches aboard next to Zuriyev, the Horizon being neither of theirs::


[23:22] Lt Percy Busard: ::Has relocated herself to an appropriate chair by now::


[23:23] Lord Luceo: Zuriyev> ::has gathered his box of medals and such just in case::


[23:23] Cmdr Shelev: ::Stands at attention.::


[23:23] Lord Luceo: B&Z> ::arrives on the bridge::


[23:23] LCdr TKirr: ((Don't blame you, Percy, ship of this type has no engineering))


[23:23] MajDougMcKnight: ::Notes the airlock having opened on whatever screen would indicate that, and sighing, takes up a position by the big chair.::


[23:23] Cmdr Shelev: Admiral on the bridge!


[23:23] MajDougMcKnight: ::And now stands at attention::


[23:24] Lord Luceo: ::walks up to Shelev:: Commander.


[23:24] LCdr TKirr: ::looks to the two arrivals, standing smartly at her station::


[23:24] Cmdr Shelev: Sir.


[23:24] Lord Luceo: Why is my ship dead.


[23:24] Cmdr Shelev: I commanded it, sir.


[23:24] Lt Percy Busard: ::Oh right. Totally stood at attention too::


[23:24] Lord Luceo: ...


[23:24] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::now at attention, waiting for the inquest::


[23:24] Cmdr Shelev: ...


[23:25] Lord Luceo: ::walks over to Harper:: Commander. What did he do.


[23:25] MajDougMcKnight: ::Clears his throat unfomfortably::  Begging your pardon, sirs, but if anything, the blame is mine.


[23:25] LCdr TKirr: ((Just so you know, my husband's coughing laughing at Shelev))


[23:25] Lord Luceo: Zuriyev> ::watching with a smirk on his face::


[23:25] Cmdr Shelev: (( :dance: ))


[23:25] Lord Luceo: ::turns to Doug before Harper can answer::


[23:26] MajDougMcKnight: Well, technically, maybe that's not quite right either, so much as...right.  Machen Bren device.  We missed one.


[23:26] Lord Luceo: JAH3ftS> ::arrives onthe bridge::


[23:27] Lord Luceo: ::breathes in sharply:: Ah, I see.


[23:27] Lord Luceo: ::turns back to Harper:: So he didn't kill my ship by his very presence.


[23:27] Lord Luceo: Harper> No Admiral... that wasn't his fault.


[23:27] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::looks pained::


[23:28] Lord Luceo: ::turns back to Shelev:: Shelev, you are an unfathomable well of .... something.


[23:28] Cmdr Shelev: Thank you, sir!


[23:28] Lord Luceo: Zuriyev> So instead of Atlantis towing Horizon home, it is the other way around! ::laughs heartily::


[23:29] Lord Luceo: JAH3ftS> What's all this then!


[23:29] MajDougMcKnight: Just be glad they're building our ships sleek and streamlined these days, sir.


[23:29] LCdr TKirr: ::just watches::


[23:30] Lord Luceo: Zuriyev> For bringing the Horizon home to us, the Atlantis crew is hereby commended with the meritorious service ribbon! ::goes around pinning medals on the assembled senior staff::


[23:30] Cmdr Shelev: :unsmith:


[23:31] Lord Luceo: ::surveys the bridge:: Nice touch with the period uniforms, Captain.


[23:31] Lt Percy Busard: ::Looks slightly happier at the shiny::


[23:31] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::perks an eyebrow as the ribbon is pinned on, surprised that she isn't being court-martialed::


[23:32] LCdr TKirr: ::is pinned::


[23:32] MajDougMcKnight: ::Looks down appreciatively after nodding his thanks to the admiral, wondering when next he can find an excuse to wear his dress uniform.  Maybe at the reception.::


[23:32] Cmdr Shelev: ::Looks around for a captain.::


[23:32] Lord Luceo: JAH3ftS> This is a remarkable specimen for the museum, and the crew in period attire is a perfect touch!


[23:32] Cmdr Shelev: :haw:


[23:32] Lord Luceo: Mr. Shelev.


[23:32] Cmdr Shelev: Yessir.


[23:32] Lord Luceo: I am as surprised to being doing this in these circumstances as any other.


[23:33] Cmdr Shelev: .oO { I'm fired. :( }


[23:33] Lord Luceo: But as my executive officer you are often called to command, and do so over multiple ships in battle from my flagship. For this, and for your service in battle, the rank of Commander is no longer suitable.


[23:34] Lord Luceo: I therefore, by the power vested in me by some damned fool ::glances at Zuriyev:: promote you to the rank of Captain.


[23:34] MajDougMcKnight: Eat a bug!


[23:34] MajDougMcKnight: ::Nix::


[23:34] Cmdr Shelev: ((That comes at the pub crawl, dammit))


[23:35] Lord Luceo: That tradition is only for graduating Ensigns, Major, but just wait until the party later on.


[23:35] Cmdr Shelev: Thank you, sir!


[23:35] LCdr TKirr: ::is certain Hell just froze over, nevertheless, her eyes light up::


[23:35] Cmdr Shelev: ::Also certain Hell just heated up a few degrees. Andorian Hell is very cold.::


[23:35] Lord Luceo: Well done. ::turns to address the bridge:: Good job in getting home in this situation, with both ships.


[23:35] MajDougMcKnight: ::Makes sure his jaw isn't hanging low, and shaking his head in wonderment, just starts clapping with with a somewhat amused, somewhat dazed smile::


[23:36] Lt Percy Busard: ::Tries to keep her eyes from bugging out::


[23:36] LCdr TKirr: ::eyes glued to Admiral Blackthorne::


[23:36] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::staring at the wall in disbelief::


[23:36] Lord Luceo: ::smiles:: Now, there's lots of work to be done in getting Atlantis operational again.


[23:37] Lord Luceo: Captain, if you will officially turn the Horizon over to Mr. Harrington.


[23:37] Cmdr Shelev: With pleasure.


[23:37] Lord Luceo: JAH3ftS> ::walks up to Shelev::


[23:37] Lord Luceo: JAH3fts> ::has his camera crew come in and take pictures of the bridge and crew::


[23:38] Cmdr Shelev: Mr. Harrington, it is my extreme pleasure, as well as that of the entire crew of the USS Atlantis, to donate the USS Horizon to the Smithsonian Institute.


[23:38] Lord Luceo: Harrington> ::shakes Shelev's hand as they have several pictures taken:: Thank you, Captain, we are honored.


[23:39] Lord Luceo: Harrington> Please, assemble the bridge crew in front of the viewer for a group portrait for the museum.


[23:39] LCdr TKirr: ::continues to stand at attention, playing the part of scenery::


[23:39] Lt Percy Busard: ::Stays standing. Wee::


[23:39] Cmdr Shelev: You heard the gentlemen. Front and center!


[23:40] LCdr TKirr: ::moves::


[23:40] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::walks down there, it not having sunk in that she's about to be immortalized in a museum::


[23:41] Lt Percy Busard: ::Moves with the rest, unsure if she counts as bridge crew::


[23:41] MajDougMcKnight: ::Remembering a bit of internal monologue that went through his head once on his last ship he served on, as he takes his place.::


[23:41] LCdr TKirr: ::jostling, waits for the picture::


[23:41] Lord Luceo: ((He's a civilian, he just means everyone there))


[23:41] Cmdr Shelev: ::Stands in the center of the viewscreen in his 23rd century garb looking quite full of himself and mildly bewildered.::


[23:41] Lord Luceo: Helmsman> ::moves down and strikes a dashing pose::


[23:41] Lord Luceo: (22nd century :v: )


[23:41] Cmdr Shelev: ((I thought tng was 24th


[23:42] Lord Luceo: (Enterprise was in the 2150s, the Daedalus class was launched in the 2160s)


[23:42] Cmdr Shelev: ((Oh fuck you're right, the Horizon--hlkdsfghdsflghgjkldhgl;dfs))


[23:42] Lord Luceo: ACTION> The crew assembles, several pictures are taken.


[23:43] Lord Luceo: Harrington> Thank you all very much, the Institute appreciates your work to preserving history!


[23:43] LCdr TKirr: ::doesn't smile::


[23:44] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::Tries her best to look happy to be there::


[23:44] Lord Luceo: Helmsman> :awesome:


[23:45] Lord Luceo: Zuriyev> I am surprised you did not kill him


[23:45] Cmdr Shelev: :awesome:


[23:45] LCdr TKirr: ::nods courteously to Harrington::


[23:45] Lord Luceo: It wasn't his fault.


[23:45] Lord Luceo: Zuriyev> Let me know how bad my ship is.


[23:45] Cmdr Shelev: (( BULLSHIT ))


[23:45] Lord Luceo: My ship.


[23:45] Lord Luceo: Zuriyev> Right...


[23:46] Lord Luceo: Harrington> ::takes the keys from Helmsman:


[23:46] Cmdr Shelev: Mr. Harrington, there is one more thing.


[23:46] Lord Luceo: Harrington> Yes?


[23:47] Cmdr Shelev: ::Hands him a disk.:: This ship contained in it a proof of Pratchett's Law, which you are now holding.


[23:47] Lord Luceo: Harrington> Goodness! You mean...?


[23:47] Lord Luceo: Harrington> It honestly has degraded to Queen's Greatest Hits?


[23:48] Cmdr Shelev: It has, by our limited experience.


[23:48] Lord Luceo: ::catches his eyes lingering on T'Kirr and her uniform, returns them to watching the disc exchange::


[23:48] Lord Luceo: Harrington> Remarkable! An amazing find!


[23:49] LCdr TKirr: ::noticed Ian and blushes green::


[23:49] Lord Luceo: Harper> ::rolls her eyes::


[23:49] Lord Luceo: Helmsman> :quagmire::


[23:50] Cmdr Shelev: With all due respect, Admiral. permission to relieve the crew back to their duties on Atlantis?


[23:50] Lord Luceo: ::nods:: Granted Captain. Let's go home.


[23:50] Lord Luceo: PAUSE SIM


[23:50] Lord Luceo: PAUSE SIM


[23:50] Lord Luceo: PAUSE SIM


[23:50] LCdr TKirr: ::pauses::


[23:50] Cmdr Shelev: Though 10 bucks wagers that 80% of the crew bumrushed the airlocks once the moorings were secure


[23:51] Lord Luceo: Bravo!!


[23:51] Lord Luceo: That was hilarious.


[23:51] LCdr TKirr: Heh heh


[23:51] Cmdr Shelev: Also, I promise that this will be the last plot where we abuse female officers for fun and no profit. Until the next one.


[23:52] Lord Luceo: You lie.


[23:52] LCdr TKirr: Oh, but who controls the next plot?


[23:52] Lt Percy Busard: Hee hee hee


[23:52] Lord Luceo: Percy!


[23:52] Cmdr Shelev: Percy :v:


[23:52] LCdr TKirr: ::grins::


[23:52] Cmdr Shelev: Which means we are doomed.


[23:52] Lt Percy Busard: *ahem*


[23:52] Lt Percy Busard: MWAHAHAHA!


[23:52] Lord Luceo: Percy, I have good news.


[23:52] Cmdr Shelev: omg she found the font button


[23:53] Lord Luceo: You will have two more weeks to perfect your plot.


[23:53] Lt Percy Busard: Oh yay!


[23:53] Lord Luceo: Next week, there will be no sim as I will be traveling.


[23:53] Lord Luceo: So, for purposes of LOGS.....


[23:53] Lord Luceo: Two weeks plus will have also passed in sim time.


[23:54] LCdr TKirr: Good to know.


[23:54] Lord Luceo: Many of the crew will have rotated back out on leave, you can assume the Atlantis is online again.


[23:54] Lt Percy Busard: 'Kaaay.


[23:54] Lord Luceo: I figure everyone got at least a few days on Earth.


[23:54] Cmdr Shelev: My bruises from getting punched in the face by percy, harper, and pretty much everyone else have mostly faded


[23:54] Lord Luceo: Harper never actually struck you.


[23:55] LCdr TKirr: Yes, your neck bruises from me are almost gone, too.


[23:55] LCdr TKirr: And yes, I mean nerve pinch bruises.


[23:55] Cmdr Shelev: You know she arranged for that guy to come to the bridge


[23:55] LCdr TKirr: Not the other kind


[23:55] Lt Percy Busard: Bow chicka wow wow?


[23:55] Cmdr Shelev: I would make a comment here but it would be unbecoming


[23:55] Lord Luceo: Oh snap


[23:56] Cmdr Shelev: plus you already admitted your husband is reading


[23:56] LCdr TKirr: Nah


[23:56] LCdr TKirr: I only tell him the parts I want him to hear


[23:56] Cmdr Shelev: in other news


[23:56] Cmdr Shelev: it is jason's birfday


[23:56] LCdr TKirr: Really?


[23:56] Lord Luceo: oh goddammit tod


[23:56] Cmdr Shelev: laffo




[23:56] Lord Luceo: Thanks! :)


[23:56] LCdr TKirr: PARTAY PARTAY ::dance::


[23:56] Lt Percy Busard: Holy crap. Happy birthday!


[23:57] Cmdr Shelev: I respect as much privacy as a billboard


[23:57] Cmdr Shelev: :toot:


[23:57] MajDougMcKnight: Oh, crap.  Picked the wrong time to zone out.


[23:57] MajDougMcKnight: Happy birthday and stuff.


[23:58] LCdr TKirr: Yeah, and stuff


[23:58] Lord Luceo: Alright, awesome, stuff!


[23:58] Cmdr Shelev: the stuff is in the turkey?


[23:58] LCdr TKirr: And.. it's midnight. -_-


[23:58] Cmdr Shelev: stuffing


[23:58] LCdr TKirr: Stuffing!  The best!


[23:58] Cmdr Shelev: not out here it aint


[23:58] Cmdr Shelev: midnight that is


[23:59] Lord Luceo: A fun sim for my birthday, thanks y'all


[23:59] LCdr TKirr: =)


[23:59] Cmdr Shelev: ta-ta


[23:59] MajDougMcKnight: Next year, we should have a sim with blackjack!  And hookers!


[00:00] MajDougMcKnight: And forget the blackjack!


[00:00] Cmdr Shelev: I think we've hit hooker quota for a while


[00:00] LCdr TKirr: !


[00:00] Cmdr Shelev: or at least hooker costume


[00:00] Lt Percy Busard: ...


[00:00] LCdr TKirr: <_<


[00:00] LCdr TKirr: >_>


[00:00] Cmdr Shelev: foot, meet bullet


[00:01] Cmdr Shelev: bullet travels fast and causes extreme pain


[00:01] Lt Percy Busard: Yeah, Shelev's getting punched again.


[00:01] Lt Percy Busard: A lot.


[00:01] LCdr TKirr: Bruises about to reappear


[00:01] Cmdr Shelev: bullet, meet foot.


[00:01] Cmdr Shelev: he deserved it


[00:01] Cmdr Shelev: sorry


[00:01] Lord Luceo: rofl


[00:02] Cmdr Shelev: well I done fucked up enough tonight; ta-ta and see you all in two weeks where I will again tempt death by not analyzing what I say before I say it!


[00:02] LCdr TKirr: 'Kay.


[00:03] Lt Percy Busard: Hooray! More violence!


[00:03] MajDougMcKnight: Night!


[00:03] Lord Luceo: G'night y'all!


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