6:59:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya

6:59:50 PM Lt Percy Busard: Hey!

7:00:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: How's it goin?

7:00:15 PM Lt Percy Busard: Pretty good. Just got my grades in.

7:00:23 PM Lt Percy Busard: Nothin' less than a B+

7:00:24 PM Lt Percy Busard: :-D

7:00:28 PM VAdm Blackthorne: woot!

7:00:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Good job. :)

7:00:39 PM Lt Percy Busard: Thanks. I'm rather proud.

7:00:45 PM VAdm Blackthorne: As well you should be!

7:01:31 PM Lt Percy Busard: I am now also in possession of ice cream because of that. Wooo!

7:01:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Huzzah!

7:02:40 PM MajDougMcKnight: Evening, folks.

7:02:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Mike

7:03:11 PM Lt Percy Busard: Hoy thar!

7:04:13 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Now we just need blueman and greenwoman.

7:04:28 PM Lt Percy Busard: Indeedily doodily.

7:05:19 PM Lt Percy Busard: And then the wrench on skull action shall commence! Weeheehee!

7:05:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :toot:

7:10:51 PM Lt Percy Busard: Aww, ice cream all gone.

7:10:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hm, my phone just bothered to let me know about a text from T'Kirr, she's gonna be a little late.

7:11:01 PM Lt Percy Busard: :-(

7:11:06 PM Lt Percy Busard: LAME

7:13:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: And I just texted Shelev who is on vacation but at home, so he probably forgot what day it was

7:13:49 PM Lt Percy Busard: Also lame.

7:18:21 PM MajDougMcKnight: Evening.

7:18:25 PM lordxarph: trainwreck

7:18:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: now we're short one vulcan

7:18:41 PM MajDougMcKnight: And a doctor.

7:18:44 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Snicker::

7:19:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: After six months, something has to be considered normal.

7:19:53 PM MajDougMcKnight: Just so long as we understand that anyone pointing out McKnight is theoretically a medic as well gets shot.

7:20:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I am working on a doctor for us.

7:20:11 PM MajDougMcKnight: Oh, sweet.

7:20:19 PM Lt Percy Busard: Note to self: Point out McKnight is a medic.

7:20:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Just have to coax her aboard.

7:21:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: And there we go

7:21:31 PM MajDougMcKnight: I used to play a doctor in the Academy sims occasionally.  It was fun.

7:21:33 PM Lt Percy Busard: Hooray!

7:21:37 PM LCdr TKirr: You get my text, Jason?

7:21:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya T'Kirr, just got your text about five minutes ago. :v:

7:21:39 PM LCdr TKirr: >_O

7:21:43 PM LCdr TKirr: Pssh!

7:21:53 PM MajDougMcKnight: Once, I played a druggie quack who perscribed morphine for everything.

7:21:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Okay maybe ten

7:21:58 PM LCdr TKirr: I sent it like 45min before sim

7:22:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yeah, I saw the timestamp

7:22:10 PM LCdr TKirr: Laaame

7:22:13 PM Lt Percy Busard: ...And you don't still play him, why?

7:22:23 PM LCdr TKirr: I only went 'cause they said we'd be back in time *sigh*

7:22:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: That's hilarious

7:22:55 PM MajDougMcKnight: I seem to recall it ended with an action by Gem that he was haunted by a dead patient, but no one believed him, thinking he's just been taking his own drugs.

7:23:08 PM MajDougMcKnight: I countered that they would not technically be wrong.

7:23:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :spooky:

7:23:19 PM Lt Percy Busard: I see.

7:23:26 PM Lt Percy Busard: Stupid ghosts

7:23:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :ghost:

7:23:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Okay then!

7:24:03 PM MajDougMcKnight: "What's this?  Massive bleeding.  Looks like you need 10 CCs of...um...drugs."

7:24:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Tonight we're trying to figure out what the hell's going wrong aboard the ship during a simple scanning mission, while our engineering inspector is aboard to watch over said simple mission!

7:24:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: And where the hell is he anyway....

7:25:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Oh right, Shelev confined him to quarters.

7:25:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Blackthorne sent Shelev on an ass-kicking mission to stop the fuck-ups.

7:25:53 PM VAdm Blackthorne: So, questions?

7:26:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Comments?

7:26:05 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Twirls moustache::

7:26:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Snide remarks?

7:26:22 PM Lt Percy Busard: I hate you all. Go die.

7:26:23 PM MajDougMcKnight: Oh, that's coming.

7:26:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :toot:

7:26:26 PM lordxarph: the lp forum hates you

7:26:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM :toot:

7:26:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM :toot:

7:26:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM :toot:

7:27:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::on the bridge, looking rather annoyed::

7:27:50 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Has just sent off a report detailing the utter incompetence and general unattractiveness of the crew to his superior::

7:28:28 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::In Engineering, pondering homicide...er I mean, scanner relays.::

7:29:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Oh, unattractiveness, c'mon! This is Star Trek, everyone's attractive!)

7:29:45 PM LCdr TKirr: ::following Shelev to the ODN conduits that have possibly been tampered with, not really paying attention to where they're going, just following the blue antennaes::

7:29:54 PM MajDougMcKnight: (He could mean professionally unattractive.  I mean, he could make that claim, and you'd be hard pressed to prove otherwise.)

7:30:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (That's cold.)

7:30:38 PM Lt Percy Busard: (That's okay. Beatings will solve everything)

7:31:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::reading over a PADD with the first reports of what happened back at ANGRY RED PLANET::

7:33:29 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::His superior has received a fair and balanced version of said incident.  Which totally does not more or less amount to "They horribly botched a first contact mission, then boldly responded by throwing a hissy fit and locking

7:33:34 PM MajDougMcKnight: me in my room."::

7:33:49 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Totally.::

7:34:42 PM LCdr TKirr: ::arrives at the junction, where Shelev and T'Kirr begin examining the conduits, Shelev strangely without comment::

7:35:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::beginning to think that something's fishy in Denmark::

7:37:30 PM LCdr TKirr: ::scans through the regular subroutines, finding nothing out of the ordinary::

7:39:51 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Replicates toast.  With MARMALADE!  DUN DUN DUN!::

7:39:51 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Frowns when she can't get the sensors running at any more than 70 percent, before going and getting a cup of coffee. Because putting more caffeine into an already stressed Engineer is GREAT! :-D::

7:40:06 PM Lt Percy Busard: (...<3)

7:43:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((Technical difficulties for our XO))

7:43:06 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:43:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((Everyone else getting this?))

7:43:16 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:43:17 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Craaap)

7:43:17 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:43:22 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Yeeep.)

7:43:22 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:43:28 PM LCdr TKirr: ((What the...))

7:43:28 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:43:35 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Why is his computer spamming us?)

7:43:35 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:43:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (What the christ.)

7:43:43 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:43:48 PM Lt Percy Busard: (I suspect because it sucks balls)

7:43:48 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:43:54 PM LCdr TKirr: ((::can't help but laugh::))

7:43:54 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:44:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (guys i think he's not available)

7:44:08 PM lordxarph: [System Message] User is not available.

7:44:21 PM LCdr TKirr: ((THANK GO--err))

7:44:22 PM MajDougMcKnight: (I dunno.  That was oddly like regular Shelev.)

7:44:34 PM Lt Percy Busard: (A little, yes.)

7:44:37 PM LCdr TKirr: ((At first, I suspected he was doing it on purpose))

7:44:57 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Are you...available now?)

7:45:26 PM LCdr TKirr: ((omgz there's 2 of them... run!))

7:45:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (oh god there's two of him to spam us now!)

7:45:35 PM Lt Percy Busard: (*whimper*)

7:45:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Shelev say something!)

7:46:00 PM cmdr shelev: ((MY HOVERCRAFT IS FULL OF EELS))

7:46:05 PM LCdr TKirr: ((So yes, all the AIM techs are on holiday... problem?))

7:46:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (He's okay!)

7:46:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Okay then back to some sense of normality)

7:46:32 PM cmdr shelev: ((so has anything been done at the odn widget yet))

7:46:34 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Motherfucking eels on those motherfucking hovercrafts)

7:46:50 PM LCdr TKirr: ((You and me are just there scanning it, finding nothing))

7:47:20 PM cmdr shelev: ((irony: I was in windows and was trying to use the official, aim.com web client. Evidentally it works worse than any third party client ever invented))

7:47:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((Good lord))

7:47:38 PM LCdr TKirr: ((fact))

7:47:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (never do that)

7:47:56 PM LCdr TKirr: ((true story))

7:48:16 PM cmdr shelev: OK, so if I wanted to ruin a sensor sweep and I was here, how would I do it?

7:48:32 PM LCdr TKirr: Make it untraceable.

7:48:41 PM cmdr shelev: How do you make things untraceable?

7:48:46 PM LCdr TKirr: Remove the evidence.

7:48:54 PM cmdr shelev: What evidence is there to remove?

7:49:00 PM Lt Percy Busard: (That's a terrible lie. If Shelev was to do it, he'd just smear jam all over everything.)

7:49:05 PM LCdr TKirr: ::perks an eyebrow::

7:49:07 PM Lt Percy Busard: (AND YOU KNOW IT)

7:49:10 PM cmdr shelev: ((no I would nuke the site from orbit))

7:49:17 PM Lt Percy Busard: (With jam?)

7:49:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (you did that already)

7:49:26 PM cmdr shelev: ((exactly my point))

7:49:59 PM LCdr TKirr: There's nothing here.  I don't know what else to do but examine these readings I've already taken of the conduit, but even that is likely to be time consuming, and probably yield nothing.

7:50:32 PM LCdr TKirr: I suggest sending a copy to Engineering and having them take a look at it to verify the nature of the programs.

7:50:37 PM LCdr TKirr: ((9_9))

7:50:39 PM cmdr shelev: ((GOOD RIDDANCE))

7:50:49 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::McKnight, meanwhile, is in the armory, overseeing the manual removal of torpedoes from the tubes and the subsequent disconnecting of the launchers from the ship's command pathways.  They can undo it when they're done, and for now,

7:51:07 PM cmdr shelev: Hmm.

7:51:17 PM MajDougMcKnight: McKnight would rather not trust things that explode violently to an epileptic ship.::

7:51:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::hands the bridge off to Logan and enters his ready room::

7:51:39 PM cmdr shelev: Can we simulate a sensor sweep passing through this conduit?

7:51:45 PM LCdr TKirr: Logan> ::frowns at his panel::

7:51:51 PM cmdr shelev: And see if it works?

7:52:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: This isn't my crew. We've all been replaced by stunt doubles.

7:52:20 PM cmdr shelev: (( ACTION STUNTS

7:52:20 PM LCdr TKirr: I already have.  It's in my scan results.  ::holds up the tricorder::

7:52:26 PM Lt Percy Busard: Ensign15> ::Eats a sandwich NOT made of nerve gas. It's a good sandwich::

7:52:34 PM LCdr TKirr: Everything appears normal.

7:52:35 PM cmdr shelev: ACTION> Stuntman falls from ceiling. ))

7:52:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::sighs, about to have to kick some asses::

7:53:03 PM cmdr shelev: Perhaps I am not being clear.

7:53:27 PM cmdr shelev: It is not the vulcan way to do things, but I am already convinced that Marcus did this.

7:53:42 PM cmdr shelev: And I am convinced that he did it using this ODN.

7:53:57 PM cmdr shelev: No, I don't have anything to back this up, but that has never stopped my people before.

7:54:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Blackthorne to Busard.

7:54:20 PM Lt Percy Busard: +Blackthorne+ Busard here.

7:54:21 PM LCdr TKirr: ::stares at Shelev:: Then perhaps you should follow up with that.  I'm telling you, as your Chief of Science, everything appears normal.  Perhaps you will want a second opinion, say, from Busard?

7:54:45 PM cmdr shelev: Busard's got her hands full.

7:54:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Lieutenant, can you give me an ETA on when my Sovereign class starship will be ready for the simple duties of an Oberth class?

7:55:12 PM cmdr shelev: Return to station. I am going to do paperwork. Very aggressive paperwork.

7:55:27 PM LCdr TKirr: ::nods:: I'll get this to Busard, and she can look at it when she's available.

7:55:53 PM LCdr TKirr: ::leaves Shelev and heads toward the Bridge::

7:56:04 PM cmdr shelev: Acknowledged. ::Leaves the tube that does something he doesn't even know what it does but the vulcan SAYS it's working fine but when has anyone trusted those loons for anything.::

7:56:05 PM Lt Percy Busard: +Blackthorne+ I'm not sure just now. It's...possible that some work will have to be done on the external part of the sensors, which might speed things up. But we'll have to stop moving altogether to do it.

7:56:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ ... We aren't moving.

7:56:48 PM Lt Percy Busard: +Blackthorne+ I totally knew that. ::Goes and gets a spacesuit::

7:57:09 PM cmdr shelev: ::Goes to one level underneath engineering, where there is one section of the ship no one talks about but regardless is always there, and always doing something.::

7:57:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Lieutenant, return my ship to normality before I have to get angry. Blackthorne out.

7:57:22 PM cmdr shelev: ::Enters the IT department.::

7:57:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (NO DONT DO IT MAN)

7:57:47 PM MajDougMcKnight: (BRB)

7:57:56 PM LCdr TKirr: ::arrives at her post on the Bridge, feeding the tricorder readings into the computer and sending a copy to Waste Disposal, who hasn't a friggin' clue what to do with it, instead of Engineering::

7:58:31 PM cmdr shelev: Some guy who would be an ensign if he could be arsed to wear a standard uniform but he isn't since who the hell comes to IT anyway> What.

7:58:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::walks back out onto the bridge and sees T'Kirr:: Commander. ::points into the RR::

7:59:02 PM cmdr shelev: Hi, you don't know me, but I am the captain of this ship and I need something.

7:59:33 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> Open a ticket. >(

7:59:36 PM LCdr TKirr: ::looks up, confused as to what's so important, but passes Blackthorne into RR as ordered::

7:59:36 PM Lt Percy Busard: Aye, sir. ::Heads towards the group getting ready to go have fun on the outside of the ship, before she notices something on a panel out of the corner of her eye:: Wait.

8:00:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::door closes and he hands her the PADD:: What is this?

8:00:03 PM cmdr shelev: No.

8:00:13 PM LCdr TKirr: ::takes the PADD, reading it over::

8:00:22 PM cmdr shelev: Other guy> JUST THIS ONCE

8:00:51 PM cmdr shelev: I will remove your acquisitions account.

8:00:56 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> ... Ok.

8:01:34 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Beep beep beepity:: ...Oh crap. Crap crap CRAP.

8:01:34 PM LCdr TKirr: ::frowns halfway through reading, then looks up at Blackthorne::

8:01:49 PM cmdr shelev: I need to audit a diplomatic guest billet.

8:01:54 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> what.

8:02:34 PM cmdr shelev: I want to know everything some eggsucker upstairs did down to every damn toilet flush.

8:02:41 PM LCdr TKirr: ::shakes her head subtly and, not waiting for a reply, moves towards Blackthorne's desk::

8:02:43 PM cmdr shelev: Other guy> What the hell for?

8:02:53 PM cmdr shelev: He's an asshole.

8:02:56 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> RIGHT.

8:03:19 PM LCdr TKirr: This can't be right... ::without asking permission, logs onto Blackthorne's console and does some quick tapping::

8:03:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::eyebrows still narrowed, watching::

8:03:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::waiting for the damned good explanation as to what the hell she's doing::

8:03:58 PM cmdr shelev: Guy and Other Guy start pulling gobs of personal data they shouldn't have access to onto a dusty PADD. They somehow know exactly who Shelev is complaining about.

8:04:00 PM LCdr TKirr: ::bent over the desk, is very still and pale::

8:04:38 PM Lt Percy Busard: +Blackthorne+ Busard to Blackthorne. We have a major problem.

8:04:41 PM LCdr TKirr: ::straightens and swallows, turning back to Blackthorne, only managing to keep eye contact for a second:: I don't understand, sir.  There's... no explanation.

8:04:50 PM cmdr shelev: ...I haven't even told you who this guy is?

8:05:00 PM VAdm Blackthorne: One second. +Busard+ I know that. What is it?

8:05:28 PM LCdr TKirr: ::stands there staring at the floor, not even hearing Percy, mind racing::

8:06:34 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> We knew he was an asshole when he tampered with the smoke detectors to smoke something that wasn't even expensive.

8:07:16 PM Lt Percy Busard: +Blackthorne+ The thing that took out the sensors? It was a virus. No major surprise there, but there's more.

8:07:23 PM cmdr shelev: Other Guy> And no one who isn't an asshole uses a replicated mustache trimmer for two hours straight.

8:07:24 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Hey, he'd never do that.  That would be abusing his gifts.)

8:07:32 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Also, back.)

8:07:48 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> HEY LOOK HE FLUSHED SOMETHING!

8:07:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Of course there's more.

8:08:01 PM cmdr shelev: ... I am completely lost.

8:08:59 PM cmdr shelev: Other guy> You shit, it's organic, goes into... you don't wanna know. You flush but don't shit, it's not organic and goes to the trap.

8:09:15 PM cmdr shelev: :psyduck:

8:09:28 PM cmdr shelev: Are you two guys plumbers or something?

8:09:34 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Sighs as his handy dandy laptop appraises him of the numerous and simultaneous inquiries into his hobbies of late::  Well, bugger.  It appears I shall have to accelerate my timetable just a tad.

8:09:39 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> What's the difference, really?

8:10:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (is he gonna tie Percy to some railroad tracks!?)

8:10:17 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Shhh!)

8:10:29 PM cmdr shelev: Other guy> Go down to trap sixteen and bring gloves.

8:10:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::waiting for more bad news from Percy::

8:10:45 PM cmdr shelev: I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I AM DOING THIS!

8:10:58 PM Lt Percy Busard: The sensor efficiency has been slowly decreasing since we left the big angry planet. I think the virus is somehow sensitive to the event of repairs being done on the system it inhabits. I just looked at the system scans,

8:10:59 PM Lt Percy Busard: and the sensors have only decreased directly after one of the technicians has tried to fix them.

8:11:03 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> Because we don't want to and-- oh shit he noticed.

8:11:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Where did this virus come from and how do we get rid of it?

8:11:58 PM cmdr shelev: Cut power to his room but keep life support  on and the door locked.

8:12:15 PM Lt Percy Busard: +Blackthorne+ I think it came from-

8:12:27 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Straightens::  Computer, commence protocol "No one expects the Spanish Inquisition."

8:12:50 PM cmdr shelev: ACTION> McShitheel's laptop goes off. So does everything else except the lights in his quarters. The sound of his door clamping shut echoes through his quarters.

8:13:08 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Hey, I got mine in first!)

8:13:16 PM cmdr shelev: ((who wins? :( ))

8:13:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ From where, Lieutenant?

8:13:20 PM cmdr shelev: (( REFEREE PLEASE ))

8:13:22 PM Lt Percy Busard: (He does)

8:13:23 PM LCdr TKirr: ((After Shelev's done with him, we're not gonna remember his real name))

8:13:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((Snidely wins!))

8:13:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :flag:

8:13:50 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Woo!)

8:14:15 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Woo!  Rewarded for hating freedom and kicking puppies!)

8:14:22 PM cmdr shelev: (( ok the power goes out and the doors lock after whatever he did goes off ))

8:14:28 PM LCdr TKirr: ((:evil:))

8:14:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Personal foul, 15 yard penalty, repeat 2nd down!)

8:14:51 PM Lt Percy Busard: (So long as it's not my puppies)

8:14:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::waiting for more bad news from Busard::

8:15:04 PM cmdr shelev: (( FUK U REF ))

8:15:48 PM cmdr shelev: Alright, gents. As you were.

8:15:49 PM MajDougMcKnight: ACTION> Anyway, the comms go dead as power is momentarily disrupted shipwide, the ODN relays hurrying to implement their new programming.  A moment later, systems seem to return to normal, but one may need to get to a console to

8:16:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::sees the lights blink and doesn't even shrug at this point, everything else is broken::

8:16:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Lieutenant, repeat.

8:16:39 PM MajDougMcKnight: find that the shields have been raised.  And they're rapidly building in strength, courtesy of power being diverted to them from  virtually every system onboard.::

8:16:44 PM cmdr shelev: ACTION> The data center turns off, plunging Shelev and the two morlocks into darkness.

8:17:19 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> OK, now I am going to beat him to death myself.

8:18:09 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::After the disruption is passed:: +Blackthorne+ I said it probably came from..::Sees the monitor:: SHIT. Admiral, shields have been raised and are exponentially building power!

8:18:56 PM MajDougMcKnight: ACTION> One of the few exceptions appears to be internal sensors, operating at near useless levels, but just enough to pick up Marcus' bio sign, so that the hijacked systems can free up power in his immediate area, so as

8:18:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Cut power to them, take the bloody warp core offline if you have to. We're not moving til this is sorted out.

8:19:01 PM MajDougMcKnight: to help his little trip along.

8:19:07 PM cmdr shelev: Other guy> Who is going to file the RFC to reboot this shit?

8:19:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Is that clear Lieutenant?

8:20:02 PM Lt Percy Busard: RIGHT. ::Goes to pull the BIG SWITCH::

8:20:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: +Busard+ Blackthorne out.

8:20:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks back at T'Kirr::

8:20:35 PM cmdr shelev: Will someone please tell me what's going on?

8:20:37 PM Lt Percy Busard: ACTION>Power to pretty much everything except emergency life support and lighting goes off.

8:20:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: This report is cursory, full of subjectivism, and just cuts off in the middle. Where's the rest of it?

8:21:02 PM cmdr shelev: Guy> The ship just went bananas.

8:21:05 PM cmdr shelev: I can see that.

8:21:08 PM LCdr TKirr: ::looking hopeful, although more akin to desparate, starts spilling words:: It must have been the saboteur.  It must be part of his agenda.  I know the records say they were deleted under my user, but--

8:21:30 PM cmdr shelev: Other guy> The greaseheads in Engineering cut power without giving us time to stage a graceful shutdown AGAIN.

8:21:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: And now you're making excuses. Out there on the bridge it was like having a first year cadet at science!

8:22:06 PM LCdr TKirr: ::swallows again, silent as she knows its true::

8:22:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Commander, what the hell is the matter with you?

8:22:27 PM cmdr shelev: +McKnight+ Captain to McKnight.

8:22:55 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Shelev+ McKnight here.  And working on being able to go anywhere else.  What's up?

8:23:01 PM LCdr TKirr: ::opens her mouth to object, but can't quite do the lie, and tries again, and quietly admits:: I.. don't know.

8:23:21 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Once that's done:: Computer, locate Commander Damien Marcus. ::Picks up the heftiest wrench she can find, grinning in a very menacing way::

8:23:33 PM LCdr TKirr: ::looks at the door, thinking about arguing that there are more important things to be dealing with out there, but again remains quiet::

8:23:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Figure it out, Commander, that's an order.

8:24:06 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Fortunately managed to get his door open before the shut down, and cursing at the power down, figures that should at least mean it'll be difficult to track him.  That in mind, he pulls open a service hatch, and slides down the

8:24:15 PM cmdr shelev: +McKnight+ I am making an executive order as the captain of This Ship. You are to find and arrest Damien Marcus and place him in the brig. If he resists, deal with him appropriately.

8:24:22 PM LCdr TKirr: ::stands there, deer in headlights, finding thought the last thing possible, order or not::

8:24:47 PM MajDougMcKnight: ladders several decks until he reaches his destination: The general vicinity of the main shuttlebay.  He'll have to leg it a bit, but it's an imperfect universe::

8:24:51 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Marcus in brig, hooray!))

8:25:33 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Wait, just scrolled up.  Are internal sensors and main computer functions working, as well as the most basic stuff?)

8:25:48 PM cmdr shelev: (( Who the fuck knows :v: ))

8:26:16 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Um..I'm supposed to. So...um...no)

8:27:00 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Realizes that the computer isn't working, and feels like an idiot, but can guess where an evil conniving bastard would go. And gets on the following thing::

8:27:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ((I ordered power cut to the shields, even if you took the core offline we could still run the basics on batteries.))

8:27:14 PM LCdr TKirr: ::desperately attempts to hold onto professionalism, but having screwed up so badly and seeing Blackthorne angry at her does her in, and only manages to squeak out:: Admiral...

8:27:19 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Shelev+ I'll dispatch the nearest marines to his quarters.  Is there a charge?  Some of the guys like being able to rattle off a charge when they do this stuff.

8:27:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Go ahead.

8:27:39 PM cmdr shelev: +McKnight+ Generally for being an asshole. But for now, tampering with an investigation.

8:28:02 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Shelev+ Works for me.

8:28:15 PM cmdr shelev: +McKnight+ Shelev out.

8:28:23 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::There are, of course, several ensigns conveniently placed between Marcus and the shuttlebay::

8:28:36 PM cmdr shelev: +WP+ Shelev to waste processing.

8:28:40 PM LCdr TKirr: I... ::gestures uselessly, fighting off emotion:: I'm distracted.

8:28:40 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Random grunt+ Fitzhurn, take Marcus into custody.  If he says anything, hit him, then plant a weapon.

8:28:45 PM cmdr shelev: ::Muffled:: da FUCK?

8:28:56 PM cmdr shelev: (( Mike, I love you ))

8:29:11 PM MajDougMcKnight: (Danke schon.)

8:29:14 PM LCdr TKirr: ::closes her eyes, thinking the term wholly insufficient::

8:29:29 PM cmdr shelev: WP> +Shelev+ Uh... waste to.. captain Shelev?

8:30:11 PM cmdr shelev: +WP+ Don't worry I'm the last person to write someone up for lousy comm protocol. Someone needs to take trap sixteen and seal it for evidence.

8:30:20 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::senses conflict in T'Kirr and that softens him a bit::  Over the years I've come to rely on a rock of strength back at my Science console.

8:30:29 PM cmdr shelev: WP> +Shelev+ Someone lose a wedding ring?

8:31:07 PM cmdr shelev: +WP+ No, but if you find one that's an added bonus. I'm looking for something that has no business being flushed down a toilet.

8:31:15 PM LCdr TKirr: Apparently, you no longer have it.  ::voice inwardly insulting::

8:31:27 PM cmdr shelev: WP> +Shelev+ ......... RIGHT. WP out.

8:31:38 PM LCdr TKirr: ((like.. a wedding ring?))

8:31:49 PM Lt Percy Busard: Ensign#12> ::Notices Marcus:: Sorry sir, shuttlebay is closed right now.

8:32:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Then as your CO, I ordered you to figure out why. As your friend, I'm telling you to look inward to figure it out.

8:32:29 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Stops in his tracks::  Ah, a valid point young man.  If I may offer this counter-point?

8:32:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Because this ship can't afford you making sloppy mistakes.

8:32:45 PM Lt Percy Busard: 12> Hmm?

8:32:54 PM MajDougMcKnight: Ahem.

8:33:04 PM MajDougMcKnight: Marmalade.

8:33:25 PM Lt Percy Busard: 12> ::Blink blink:: ?

8:33:38 PM LCdr TKirr: ::hardens at Ian's first words, but takes his claim of friendship to heart and appears to ponder::

8:33:55 PM MajDougMcKnight: ACTION> As he speaks, the little remaining power is suddenly diverted once more, causing two security fields to fizz into life on either side of him, both rapidly shifting in opposite directions.  The ensigns in the way are

8:34:13 PM MajDougMcKnight: unceremoniously knocked off their feet, and entirely senseless.

8:34:39 PM Lt Percy Busard: Ensigns 12, 14, and 68> ARGH! ::Unconscious::

8:34:40 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Steps over an inert form, on his way into the shuttlebay, the door of which opens before him.::  Oh, and I almost forgot.

8:34:45 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Twirls moustache::

8:35:39 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Appears from around the corner:: Hey Damien!

8:35:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (awwwww snap)

8:36:27 PM LCdr TKirr: ::takes in a deep breath, emotional pain threatening to overcome her as she's forced to recognize what she can no longer deny::

8:36:43 PM Lt Percy Busard: ACTION> WRENCH TO THE FACE.

8:36:43 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Looks over at her with clear distaste::  Ah, yes.  I expected this would be inevitable, though as usual, your timing is intolerable.  Suffice it to say, I will most certainly not take you back.

8:37:00 PM MajDougMcKnight: ACTION>Move mine up a post.

8:37:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (I imagine him saying HRRRRNK after that speech as the wrench connects))

8:37:10 PM cmdr shelev: (( :flag: ))

8:37:11 PM MajDougMcKnight: (No, let's not.)

8:37:17 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Heehee)

8:37:19 PM MajDougMcKnight: Curses, foiled again!

8:37:29 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Collapses.  And yes, he actually says that.::

8:37:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::simply watching her sort it all out, having said everything he had to say::

8:38:02 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Looks down at the unconscious villain. And is highly tempted to hit him again. Just a little.::

8:38:18 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Sigh:: +McKnight+ Busard to McKnight. I've got a present for you.

8:38:27 PM LCdr TKirr: Admiral-- ::another breath:: Ian, I think... I think you already know.

8:38:37 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Busard+ Is there cake?

8:38:46 PM LCdr TKirr: ::forces her eyes to his:: You do know.

8:38:52 PM Lt Percy Busard: +McKnight+ There could be afterward.

8:39:24 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Busard+ Oh, nice.  Then it's a good day after all.  What's your location?

8:39:51 PM LCdr TKirr: ((You know you wanna, Percy))

8:40:03 PM Lt Percy Busard: +McKnight+ Entrance to the Shuttlebay.

8:40:06 PM Lt Percy Busard: (...Maybe a little)

8:40:08 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::returns her gaze:: But do you, yet?

8:40:40 PM cmdr shelev: ((Forgive me for saying so, but percy beating the dude to unconciousness with a wrench is more entertaining than the :emo: nonsense in the ready room :v: ))

8:40:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (( you shut up))

8:40:55 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Don't read it then))

8:41:05 PM Lt Percy Busard: ((:-D))

8:41:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne:  ((Though wrenches to the face are infinitely entertaining, I must say))

8:41:51 PM LCdr TKirr: ::having admitted it to herself, and finding her voice and confidence stronger, says in small voice:: Yes.

8:42:04 PM MajDougMcKnight: +Percy+ On my way.  It'll be a few minutes, no turbolifts and all.

8:42:55 PM MajDougMcKnight: (I'd just like to be the first to say, this could all have been avoided if T'Kirr had just listened to the humans and taken up drinking more heavily.)

8:42:56 PM Lt Percy Busard: Alrighty. ::Wonders why she suddenly has the urge to yell "I TOLD YOU SO" towards the ready room::

8:43:14 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Very likely))

8:43:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::intentionally keeping his mind to itself:: Then, tell me.

8:44:11 PM LCdr TKirr: ::steps closer:: What was it you said to me?  That night, you asked me to your quarters.

8:45:04 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Marcus stirs::  I'll beat you at your part!  I'll take you both together!

8:45:16 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Whang!::

8:45:39 PM MajDougMcKnight: Gnuhhh...

8:45:47 PM cmdr shelev: ::Still locked in a darkened data center while the nerds play Starcraft 3. Yes, it took that long.::

8:46:01 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Hahaha)

8:46:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::smiles:: I said a lot, but it was much like talking to a wall...

8:46:18 PM LCdr TKirr: ::stops in front of Blackthorne, quiet yet strong:: "Deeper than friendship."

8:46:55 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Steps through the door::  It's dark in here.  Would that be a wrench you're pummeling the unarmed guy with?

8:47:08 PM LCdr TKirr: ((I so want SC3))

8:47:16 PM Lt Percy Busard: ...Maybe. He was trying to flee the scene, you know. Had to stop him.

8:47:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Soul Calibur 3 has been out a long time!))

8:47:45 PM MajDougMcKnight: Eh, whatever.  I'm pretty sure I saw him reaching for a weapon.

8:47:58 PM Lt Percy Busard: Weapon! Right!

8:48:03 PM Lt Percy Busard: I totally saw that.

8:48:10 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, and I still feel that way.

8:48:15 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::That excuse will never stop working, because God rules.::

8:49:11 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Yay God!::

8:49:38 PM LCdr TKirr: ::stares up at Blackthorne, judging his eyes intensely:: Even now?  Now that I've shamed my position as Chief of Science?

8:49:53 PM MajDougMcKnight: (He probably thinks that's hot.)

8:50:11 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Fuck yeah I watch porn about science officers that fail - wait what)

8:50:24 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Shut up and answer the Vulcan))

8:50:24 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Bow chicka what what?)

8:50:39 PM MajDougMcKnight: ("I'm so sexy, IQs spontaneously plummet in my presence!  I am a golden god!")

8:51:07 PM Lt Percy Busard: (So THAT's why everyone on the ship is incompetent)

8:52:12 PM MajDougMcKnight: So, did you get what you needed from that spot of premeditated violence?

8:52:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Feelings deeper than friendship aren't tied to job performance, T'Kirr.

8:52:41 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Looks down at Marcus:: Depends. Can I shave his mustache off?

8:53:21 PM LCdr TKirr: ::deflating a little, thinking of how horribly she's messed up:: Apparently, they are for me...

8:53:39 PM LCdr TKirr: ::stops breathing, realizing what she's just admitted::

8:54:22 PM MajDougMcKnight: No.  But you CAN help me carry him.

8:54:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::smirks:: That's not what I meant.

8:54:56 PM LCdr TKirr: ::suddenly flush with color, watches for Ian's reaction::

8:55:15 PM Lt Percy Busard: Damn. Well, okay then.

8:55:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: But I understand. Vulcan emotions are very strong and you've been trying to fight away something too strong.

8:55:58 PM VAdm Blackthorne: The fight's over.

8:56:05 PM MajDougMcKnight: ::Takes shoulders::  Lead the way.

8:56:14 PM LCdr TKirr: ::tries to swallow, but fails, starting to break apart::

8:56:38 PM LCdr TKirr: I'm... sorry... ::words choked::

8:56:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: You've admitted them, now accept and embrace them.

8:56:53 PM Lt Percy Busard: Aye, sir. ::Grabs the legs and heads toward the brig::

8:57:21 PM LCdr TKirr: ::trying to recover, shaking her head:: What I've done is... it must go on my record, you can't just let this go...

8:58:13 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Brig, brig, brig ::chants::))

8:58:46 PM Lt Percy Busard: (I feel someone needs to be banging a big drum)

8:59:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Don't worry about that now, but I promise I won't show favoritism.

9:00:08 PM MajDougMcKnight: The bad news is that with power down, the force fields won't work.  And no one listens when I espouse the virtues of good old metal bars as a backup.

9:00:28 PM MajDougMcKnight: I'm afraid we'll have to settle for a wall of unpleasant, burly men with stun batons.

9:00:30 PM LCdr TKirr: ::nods, taking it in, trying to figure out what's most important::

9:00:53 PM VAdm Blackthorne: But, the point you missed was, that I meant that my feelings toward you aren't tied to your job performance.

9:01:03 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Tries very hard not to grin...quite so wide as she wants to:: Well, what a damned pity.

9:01:27 PM LCdr TKirr: ::nods again, appearing to truly accept Ian's words::

9:01:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: We could be court-martialed out of Starfleet and nothing would change.

9:01:58 PM LCdr TKirr: ::stops at the words 'court-martialed' and it really sinks in::

9:02:50 PM LCdr TKirr: ::looks Ian in the eye, searching for emotion and the truth of his words::

9:03:52 PM LCdr TKirr: Logan> ::scratches his head, wondering where the angry planet logs got off to::

9:04:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks back:: Where we go from here is up to you.

9:06:01 PM MajDougMcKnight: Ensign Stifler> ::Pops his head in::  Aw man, what the fuck!  Just kiss her, fuck face!

9:06:13 PM MajDougMcKnight: (I'm sorry.  Honest.  Nix and stuff.)

9:06:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Don't make me shoot you.)

9:06:28 PM LCdr TKirr: ::watching Blackthorne, grows irritated at his apparent calm and her voice strengthens surprisingly:: You would make a good Vulcan.

9:07:54 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::March, march, march::

9:08:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::chuckles:: Thank you, but you've got your work cut out for you if you want to make a good Betazoid.

9:09:34 PM LCdr TKirr: ::eyes flick to Ian's lips, and without warning, the saw-it-coming happens in force, full on the lips::

9:10:55 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::is momentarily relieved then falls into the kiss, because hell, the Admiral's got to get his WOOP WOOP::

9:12:49 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Once they get to the Brig:: So...do we just get dump him somewhere?

9:13:07 PM Lt Percy Busard: (*just dump)

9:13:47 PM LCdr TKirr: ::encouraged by not being pushed away, lets her emotions run rampant and tugs on his uniform to deepen the kiss as much as possible::

9:14:02 PM MajDougMcKnight: Pick a cell.  Any cell.  Hell, pick the nice one for all I care.

9:14:18 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Ty for not pausing on our account, no pressure -_- ))

9:14:36 PM Lt Percy Busard: Hahahaha. ::-Dumps him in the shoddiest cell::

9:14:42 PM Lt Percy Busard: (Sorry :-()

9:14:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::wraps his arms around her and pulls her close, letting his mind run free and sensing all the rush of her thoughts::

9:14:50 PM LCdr TKirr: ((Rats... lots of rats...))

9:16:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM :j:

9:16:39 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM :j:

9:16:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM :j:

9:16:51 PM LCdr TKirr: ::pauses::

9:17:05 PM Lt Percy Busard: ::Pauses::

9:17:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Thus ends Atlantis 2007!

9:17:25 PM MajDougMcKnight: Woo!

9:17:26 PM Lt Percy Busard: Woo!

9:17:34 PM LCdr TKirr: Yay another year!

9:18:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Next Tuesday is Christmas, but the week after is New Year's Day.

9:18:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I could actually sim on the 1st, dunno about y'all

9:18:40 PM Lt Percy Busard: I...will have to get back to you on that.

9:18:56 PM LCdr TKirr: Think I can... not sure

9:19:23 PM cmdr shelev: I know nothing

9:20:15 PM LCdr TKirr: Sorry to keep you so late, sleepyheads >_>

9:20:24 PM cmdr shelev: its only 9:20

9:20:40 PM Lt Percy Busard: It's only 12:20. Meh.

9:20:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Well, let's just not worry about it and resume on the 8th

9:20:49 PM LCdr TKirr: 'Kay.

9:20:50 PM Lt Percy Busard: 'Kaay.

9:20:54 PM cmdr shelev: I do need to return to windows side though

9:20:59 PM cmdr shelev: so nite nite gang

9:21:02 PM LCdr TKirr: Night Shelev

9:21:04 PM Lt Percy Busard: Later.

9:21:14 PM MajDougMcKnight: Night.

9:21:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I'd say there's some log material

9:21:35 PM Lt Percy Busard: Maybe a little.

9:21:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I intend to interview Mr. Marcus personally.

9:21:46 PM Lt Percy Busard: Can I watch?

9:21:48 PM Lt Percy Busard: :-P

9:22:08 PM LCdr TKirr: You really, really don't like him

9:22:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Normally I delegate that stuff to Shelev, but this one's personal.

9:22:37 PM Lt Percy Busard: Heh.

9:23:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: So, I'll need to write with you two, Rachel and Mike

9:23:31 PM LCdr TKirr: I need to write with someone that will actually write with me.  ::doesn't name names::

9:23:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: oh snap

9:23:43 PM LCdr TKirr: You don't count.

9:24:10 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :(

9:25:01 PM LCdr TKirr: I pick Shelev, that should be interesting

9:25:25 PM cmdr shelev: wait what

9:25:36 PM LCdr TKirr: You.  Me.  Log.

9:25:44 PM cmdr shelev: about what

9:25:51 PM cmdr shelev: :krakken:

9:25:51 PM LCdr TKirr: Heck if I know.

9:26:02 PM LCdr TKirr: Whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be funny.

9:26:14 PM LCdr TKirr: I wrote with you what, once, and it wasn't even me.

9:26:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: So a Vulcan and an Andorian walk into a bar.

9:26:23 PM LCdr TKirr: It was that jerk off Dugahn

9:26:26 PM cmdr shelev: ah yes

9:27:28 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Mike! Rachel! We're gonna have to log!

9:28:00 PM MajDougMcKnight: Yes, yes.  SO say we all.

9:28:22 PM Lt Percy Busard: Agh! Cylons!

9:28:24 PM LCdr TKirr: So say we all!  Oh wait, not me.

9:29:23 PM cmdr shelev: I thought you were going to boomer-shoots-adama in the ready room and jason would call it for the year

9:29:32 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> All Along the Watchtower starts coming out of the speakers, shipwide.

9:30:18 PM LCdr TKirr: Well that would've been unexpected, now wouldn't it

9:31:08 PM LCdr TKirr: Sorry but if I pull out any more surprises T'Kirr would have to end up in Sickbay diagnosed as bipolar.

9:31:12 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yeah, instead of kissing him, T'Kirr phasers him

9:31:30 PM LCdr TKirr: Exactly

9:31:31 PM Lt Percy Busard: Sexy.

9:32:11 PM cmdr shelev: McKnight is the only person on this ship who isn't completely batshit in one form or another

9:32:19 PM Lt Percy Busard: YET

9:32:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Just wait til you see his plot.

9:33:05 PM cmdr shelev: ok I am rebooting

9:33:06 PM cmdr shelev: ta-ta

9:33:12 PM LCdr TKirr: Later

9:33:18 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Night

9:33:25 PM Lt Percy Busard: Night.

9:35:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Party pooper doesn't like romance. :(

9:36:27 PM LCdr TKirr: Sokay, I doubt it's involved at all in our next log.

9:36:32 PM LCdr TKirr: =P

9:36:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yeah, I'd hate for Ian to have to kill his XO.

9:36:51 PM LCdr TKirr: New keyboards rule

9:36:54 PM LCdr TKirr: Wait

9:37:04 PM LCdr TKirr: I didn't mean like that

9:37:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: rofl

9:37:14 PM LCdr TKirr: ::smack::

9:37:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: :(

9:37:24 PM Lt Percy Busard: Haha

9:44:45 PM MajDougMcKnight: So...eventually, log.  But first, more coffee.

9:45:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yeah, I've gotta have a little talk with our brig's latest guest.

9:45:21 PM LCdr TKirr: Looking forward to it

9:48:46 PM Lt Percy Busard: wewt

9:51:07 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I imagine Ian'll want to talk to Percy too, but there'd probably need to be alcohol involved after that mess.

9:51:26 PM LCdr TKirr: heh

9:51:27 PM Lt Percy Busard: Hooray, booze!

9:51:58 PM LCdr TKirr: ::Tips back a mojito::

9:53:01 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hm, I should do some more damage to my keg before I fly out

9:53:19 PM LCdr TKirr: Fly?  Can I have a ride?

9:54:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: From california to west virginia?

9:54:21 PM Lt Percy Busard: That's a bad ride.

9:54:34 PM LCdr TKirr: Well, nm, you're flying toward me

10:02:04 PM VAdm Blackthorne: hasn't everyone usually bailed on this room by now?

10:02:22 PM Lt Percy Busard: Well, now that you mention it...

10:02:35 PM LCdr TKirr: You scared her away. =/

10:02:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: well shit

10:02:37 PM LCdr TKirr: But, yes.

10:02:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: FALE