Conversation with ussatlantis at 8/19/2008 9:57:36 PM on VAdm Blackthorne (aim)

(9:57:36 PM) VAdm Blackthorne entered the room.
(10:00:46 PM) MajDougMcKnight entered the room.
(10:00:49 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Mike
(10:00:50 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Evening.
(10:01:09 PM) TKirr entered the room.
(10:01:31 PM) TKirr: Heya McKnight
(10:02:36 PM) MajDougMcKnight: T'Kirr, evening.
(10:02:55 PM) TKirr: I think last time I made it clear to Carre that she will be here.
(10:03:23 PM) LtCmdrBusard entered the room.
(10:04:31 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Allo, Percy.
(10:04:36 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Percy
(10:05:06 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hey guys. I'm probably going to have to be gone for about ten minutes soon, as I have to drive home from my friend's house.
(10:05:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Okay.
(10:06:28 PM) TKirr: Do it now? We're waiting for Carre.
(10:06:52 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Mm, good call
(10:07:18 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Ah! Okay. I'll be back in a few, then.
(10:07:28 PM) LtCmdrBusard left the room.
(10:10:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre entered the room.
(10:10:19 PM) TKirr: Welcome, Carre. =) Now we can start.
(10:10:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Doc
(10:10:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Sorry...BBQ incident
(10:11:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Srsly it looked like a horrible accident occured with something other than bbq sauce.
(10:11:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: *sigh*
(10:11:29 PM) TKirr: !
(10:12:14 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Okay then. Tonight, it's business as usual on Atlantis. The crew has overwhelmingly voted to keep Lost Harbor running!
(10:12:46 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Aside from that, it's a new day and a new plot omg.
(10:12:58 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?
(10:13:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Will there be alcohol?
(10:13:26 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: That remains to be seen!
(10:13:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Will there be BBQ sauce?
(10:13:46 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Could be.
(10:13:47 PM) MajDougMcKnight: I trust this will take around ten minutes at least to really pick up?
(10:13:51 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Yep.
(10:13:57 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Good enough.
(10:14:20 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Okay then.
(10:14:21 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:14:23 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:14:24 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:14:35 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::arrives on the bridge:: Good morning, I have the bridge.
(10:15:03 PM) TKirr: ::follows Ian onto the Bridge, having had breakfast with him, and takes her station::
(10:15:30 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Status report. ::takes a PADD from a random yeoman::
(10:15:42 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::arrives in sickbay:: Doc?
(10:15:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes Harper?
(10:16:04 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> I have a terrible headache.
(10:16:43 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Sitting in his office with the windows shaded, pretending to go over reports while he plays catch with the bulkhead and bouncy ball.::
(10:17:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles :: I imagined you might, its a bit of dehydration. Hydrate yourself and take a couple of aspirin also.
(10:17:18 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Interim Betashift CO> All systems normal sir, no incidents during the night.
(10:17:48 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> I owe the Admiral a Wing status... don't you have anything faster?
(10:18:04 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (A phaser on stun's pretty fast.)
(10:18:13 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: (Truf.)
(10:18:22 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Sunglasses?
(10:18:38 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> :(
(10:18:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: If it doesnt go away by end of shift, find Jack and ask him for "Hair of the Dog".
(10:18:52 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (No, no. 8-) )
(10:18:57 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: (ahaha)
(10:19:15 PM) TKirr: Logan> ::relinquishes his station to T'Kirr and stretches::
(10:19:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (dont make me spit on my screen!)
(10:19:26 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Hair.. of the Dog..?
(10:19:42 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::nods to the interim CO:: Very good, dismissed.
(10:19:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Old earth receipe, I'm certain he knows it.
(10:20:07 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Right-o. ::sighs and walks out::
(10:20:47 PM) TKirr: Logan> ::follows the retired CO out::
(10:21:13 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Incoming transmission from SFHQ.
(10:21:18 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: wonders how many more hangovers she'll see this morning ::
(10:21:49 PM) TKirr: ::receives a beeping:: Admiral, incoming Starfleet transmission. ::looks up:: He doesn't waste any time.
(10:22:05 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I'll take it in the Flag Office. You have the bridge, Commander.
(10:22:42 PM) TKirr: ::nods and relays the message, which flashes politely from the screen on Ian's polishy desk::
(10:23:55 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sits down at the FO desk and accepts the message, and is immediately greeted with Zuriyev's shiny bald head on the screen::
(10:24:02 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Good morning, Alexi.
(10:24:26 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev> Ian, good morning, how are things?
(10:24:48 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Aside from my wings being clipped, not too bad. How are Brooke and the kids?
(10:25:00 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::McKnight woke up with his mouth and throat feeling like the Gobi, and even less of a desire than usual to get out of bed than usual, but he is, after all, a veteran, and a mug of raktajino does wonders...hairless raktajino, no
(10:25:03 PM) MajDougMcKnight: less.::
(10:25:45 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::The fact that he's staring down his wall, sadly, has nothing to do with alcohol therefore.:: Okay, you son of a bitch. We can call it a draw.
(10:25:49 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev> I heard about that, my sympathies, but you know it had to happen eventually. I overlooked it for that reason, at least. Brooke and the kids are doing fine, and she certainly expects you for dinner again soon.
(10:26:07 PM) TKirr: ::plays a morning game of quad-Tetris::
(10:26:07 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Wouldn't miss it. What can I do for you?
(10:27:36 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev> We've received a request for medical and scientific help from a remote world, Irren III, that has an outbreak of unexplained deaths.
(10:28:06 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev> None of our medical ships are nearby, but you are.
(10:28:16 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Naturally. We'll go have a look.
(10:28:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: thinks about unpacking some of her speciality equipment, decides to run a few tests on the updated med bed instead ::
(10:29:45 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev> Third planet of the Irren system... Milyax, I believe they call it. Let me know how it goes.
(10:29:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: activates the privacy shield, lays down, pokes the 10-minute massage button ::
(10:30:13 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Will do, and tell Brooke to keep the table set for me. ::grins::
(10:30:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Zuriyev> I'm sure she will. Take care of my ship.
(10:30:50 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: My ship. Blackthorne out.
(10:31:29 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::notes this in the ship's log and exits to the bridge::
(10:31:37 PM) TKirr: ::looks up::
(10:31:55 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Set a course for the Irren system, third planet, warp eight.
(10:32:16 PM) LtCmdrBusard entered the room.
(10:32:21 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: (WB Percy)
(10:32:24 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (WB)
(10:32:31 PM) TKirr: (WB!)
(10:32:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (yay!)
(10:32:32 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Back. Sorry, had to drive someone home first.)
(10:32:59 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (Harper has a hangover, McKnight's playing catch with his wall, and Atlantis is on its way to investigate some kind of plague outbreak.)
(10:33:06 PM) TKirr: ::looks to Ian inquiringly::
(10:33:16 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Fun!)
(10:33:37 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::In her room, tinkering with some new pets!::
(10:33:38 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: We're responding to a request for medical help due to an outbreak of unexplained deaths. Brief Dr. Carre accordingly.
(10:33:47 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: EnsOttoPilot> Course laid in.
(10:33:50 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Execute.
(10:34:39 PM) TKirr: ::receives this information with curiosity and beeps Sickbay::
(10:35:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: finishes up her massage and stretches :: Carre here
(10:35:49 PM) TKirr: +Carre+ Doctor, we're enroute to provide medical assistance to Irren III, stand by for further information.
(10:37:43 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Finally catching the ball one last time and returning it to his drawer, McKnight activates his desk unit, and goes back to his current project: cycling through color schemes for a security department baseball team's uniforms.
(10:37:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: blinks :: I'll prepare.
(10:38:07 PM) TKirr: +Carre+ They've had unexplained deaths and have requested assistance. We should arrive in approximately two point three hours, so you have time.
(10:38:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::entering the Wing office, muttering about doctors, and chews on some aspirin with a grimace::
(10:38:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: mutters :: What did they do before I got here?
(10:38:38 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: (Had no medical plots. :V )
(10:38:40 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Seeing as how he programmed a baseball diamond into the Lost Harbor simulation, he'll be damned if he's not going to use it. It's just a matter of deciding which department to challenge first...and maybe getting in a few practices
(10:38:43 PM) TKirr: +Carre+ I don't know yet. I'll keep you advised of any further information.
(10:39:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +TKirr+ Alrighty, Carre out.
(10:39:12 PM) MajDougMcKnight: over the opposition first.:: Yep, I still kinda like black and white. Basic and classy.
(10:39:41 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::The engineering department will lose on principle::
(10:40:01 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::He's definitely considering engineering.::
(10:40:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: has a couple of red shirts prepare a few emergency equipment bags ::
(10:40:32 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::chugs some water and clears her eyes, still not used to day shift::
(10:40:38 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Noooo!::
(10:40:48 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Leather Necks vs. Grease Monkeys. Got a ring.
(10:41:09 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Suddenly has the urge to hit someone. SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHY::
(10:41:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +Busard+ Carre to Busard.
(10:41:38 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Eh, anyone'll do:: +Carre+ Busard here.
(10:41:39 PM) TKirr: ::calls up Irren III in the database and studies::
(10:42:22 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +Busard+ Report to sickbay for your fit for duty exam. The sooner the better.
(10:44:06 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Cringes:: +Carre+ Yes, ma'am. ::Looks down at her work, frowning, before picking it up. It was a very small bot, and almost finished anyway. She picked at it on the way to sickbay::
(10:45:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Computer dim lighting 20 lumens, increase ambient room temperature 1-deg C.
(10:46:23 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sits down in the center seat and settles into reading his PADD::
(10:47:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: eyes Harper :: You may want to try some coffee, that seems to help some people with your problem. :: hides her grin ::
(10:47:48 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: (Harper left because you were unhelpful!)
(10:48:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (well fine! I spaced...)
(10:48:52 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Arrives in Sickbay, looking somewhat nervous, fiddling with something resembling a very small box with her sonic screwdriver:: Hi doc.
(10:49:24 PM) TKirr: ::finishes a file and stares off at the wall in thought:: +Doug+ T'Kirr to McKnight.
(10:49:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hello there! Ready for the horrors of your yearly?
(10:49:41 PM) TKirr: (rofl)
(10:50:04 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...::sighs:: Does this mean I have to be violated by a metal duckbill?
(10:50:14 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (If you're female, YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS)
(10:50:19 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Thinking of replicating some bubble gum:: +T'Kirr+ McKnight here. Go ahead.
(10:50:25 PM) TKirr: (I was today actually, but it was plastic =/)
(10:50:36 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ((Good lord, TMI already!))
(10:50:46 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Psst! Guys!)
(10:50:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (SPECULUMS!)
(10:50:54 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (Well, I DID watch FRIENDS a lot.)
(10:50:59 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (lmao)
(10:51:35 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ((Of all the things that have derailed Atlantis, this is one of the tops)
(10:51:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: frowns :: Naw, we got rid of those in the 22nd century! If you'll put your... :: motions to the box :: thing on the tray over there and hop up on this bed we'll get started.
(10:52:11 PM) TKirr: +McKnight+ Major, I apologize I'm interrupting your free time, but we will be arriving at Irren III in just over two hours. Please come to the bridge at eleven hundred.
(10:52:11 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::walks over to the replicator in her office and orders up some coffee::
(10:53:02 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Looks longingly at the box before placing it on the tray and sitting on the med bed.::
(10:53:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pokes some flashy buttons on the control panel :: Relax and make yourself comfortable, it doesnt usually hurt.
(10:54:02 PM) MajDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ Kay. And what will I be doing there, if I might ask?
(10:54:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...Right. Good.
(10:55:46 PM) TKirr: +McKnight+ Tactical, naturally. We won't know what we're dealing with until we arrive and speak to its people. They've requested medical assistance, but I'd like you to be present for contact.
(10:55:59 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::nods in approval::
(10:56:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Lay down and watch the pretty lights on the ceiling of the med bed.
(10:56:54 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Frowns, lying down and focusing on the pretty lights. Fairly soon, she finds herself working out exactly how said lights work.::
(10:57:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pokes in a couple more buttons and pushes the big green one :: Shouldn't take long.
(10:58:33 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: moves over to prepare the eye (exam thingy-that--I-cant-remember-what-I-called-it) ::
(10:58:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh good. Because, you know, important things to do...and stuff.
(11:00:55 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Shrugs:: +T'Kirr+ My chair up there's as good as any. 1100, aye Commander.
(11:01:23 PM) TKirr: +Doug+ Enjoy your free time. T'Kirr out.
(11:02:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: moves back toward the med bed, pauses as her jacket snags on the tray, unhooks it and pushes the tray all they way on the counter, moves to eye the scan screen :: Hmmm...
(11:03:24 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Fails to mention he's theoretically on duty:: Alright, no department of mine's ever wearing fucking pinstripes.
(11:04:11 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I'll be in my office, you have the bridge Commander.
(11:04:16 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hmm?
(11:04:18 PM) TKirr: ::nods::
(11:04:20 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::enters the FO:
(11:04:47 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sits behind his gargantuan monolithic desk and checks up on Third Fleet::
(11:04:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You can sit up now.
(11:05:47 PM) TKirr: (Polished and shiny desk, remember)
(11:05:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: grabs a swab from the tray :: Open your mouth so I can get a sample swab.
(11:06:01 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ((It's that too))
(11:06:01 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Sits up wordlessly, taking her eyes off the lights after a moment. She figured them out! Then she opens her mouth::
(11:06:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: swabs the inside of Percy's cheek and pops it into the handy analyzer :: Good. Now lets move over and check your eyes while that processes.
(11:07:42 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Kay. ::moves to the eye checkermabob::
(11:08:21 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Just look into the little eye holes, watch the pretty blue light and try not to blink.
(11:09:08 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Oo, more lights! Watch, watch, watch the pretty blue light!::
(11:09:23 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: (Go toward the light!)
(11:09:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: hears the analyzer ding, walks over to check the results ::
(11:10:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: returns and swings away the eye thingy when it finishes ::
(11:10:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Have a seat on the bed again.
(11:11:27 PM) TKirr: ::checks the ETA, then pulls up quad-Tetris again::
(11:11:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Gets up and goes back to the bed. More pretty lights?::
(11:12:06 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Taps the local comm:: McKnight to Montrose. Please report to my office at your convenience. McKnight out.
(11:12:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: prepares a hypo :: This never hurts.
(11:12:41 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Uh...kay. What's the shot for?
(11:12:44 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> A routine shuttle arrives with a personnel delivery. :toot:
(11:13:40 PM) TKirr: ::notes the people carrier and, since she's already at a console, grants them access::
(11:13:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: In case you are wondering its your yearly birth control renewal and an anti-yeast supplement.
(11:14:08 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::A moment later, McKnight looks up at his chime:: Enter.
(11:14:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Now, are you eating properly, not skipping meals and such? You're a bit underweight.
(11:15:07 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Um...I THINK so. I mean, I might skip one once in a while if I forget, but...yes?
(11:15:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Well make an effort to have more desserts then, I know its a trial but someone has to eat them. :: smiles ::
(11:16:36 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Other than that, you passed with flying colors and you are free to go.
(11:16:38 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Percy's eyes light up, and she grins:: Gee, how ever will I manage that.
(11:17:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh good. ::She gets up, looking over at the tray:: Uh...hmm...there was a box there a minute ago.
(11:17:47 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Montrose> ::Enters, posture casual. McKnight's second order to this man had been to assume "At ease" applied generally in private:: Yes, sir?
(11:17:53 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: LCDR Sankoh> ::arrives on the bridge, having been on the shuttle:: Lt. Commander Ahmad Sankoh, reporting for duty.
(11:18:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks around :: Well I dont see it now...I'll let you know if it shows up.
(11:18:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'm prescribing you to stop by and have a dessert on your way back to your station.
(11:18:53 PM) TKirr: ::looks over and pauses her Tetris, then faces Sankoh formally:: Commander T'Kirr, welcome aboard.
(11:19:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ( best. doctor. ever. )
(11:19:06 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Sighs at the fact that she's lost a bot, but nods nonetheless:: I'm sure it'll turn up. And...I will take that prescription with great pains.
(11:19:09 PM) TKirr: (No joke)
(11:19:33 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sankoh> Thank you, Commander. Is Admiral Blackthorne available?
(11:19:39 PM) TKirr: ::extends a hand towards the center of the Bridge:: Please, have a seat. I'll tell Admiral Blackthorne you're here.
(11:20:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sankoh> Yes ma'am. ::politely sits on the empty Counselor's chair::
(11:20:19 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Turns the monitor toward Montrose. On it is a hypothetical player in a black and white jersey. White torse, arms and lower body black:: Well?
(11:20:31 PM) TKirr: +Ian+ T'Kirr to Blackthorne. Lieutenant Commander Sankoh has arrived on the Bridge.
(11:20:42 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Exits the sickbay, heading for Ten Forward with a smile::
(11:20:45 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: +T'Kirr+ Ah, yes, as expected. Send him in.
(11:21:30 PM) TKirr: ::looks to Sankoh, having assumed he overheard the message, and motions to the door:: Right this way.
(11:21:34 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Montrose> ::Smiles:: Looking to hide some of that dirt from a slide, sir?
(11:22:03 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sankoh> Thank you, ma'am. ::rings the FO chime::
(11:22:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Come in.
(11:22:25 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sankoh> ::walks in, snaps to:: Lt. Commander Ahmad Sankoh, reporting for duty.
(11:22:38 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Black never hides anything as well as you think it will. All the same, white is white, and personally, I always found a dirty ass looks more ridiculous than sportsmanlike.
(11:23:00 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands:: Welcome aboard. Beta/Gamma shifts could use you.
(11:23:07 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Montrose> Yes, sir. Got my thumb's up, sir.
(11:23:24 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Enters Ten Forward and takes a seat at the bar:: Hey, Jack, have you got any cheesecake?
(11:23:40 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Jack> Why yes, I just might.
(11:23:43 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Good. Then off the record, your orders are to reserve any holodeck time you can, and practice that fastball.
(11:24:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Files away Busards results and notes on her MediPad, notes a few exams left to complete ::
(11:24:11 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Jack> ::goes into his fridge and produces a slice of cheesecake covered in strawberry syrup::
(11:24:13 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Montrose> ::Salutes with a grin:: Anything else, sir?
(11:24:25 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sankoh> Thank you, sir, this is a great opportunity.
(11:24:58 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Jack> ::slides the slice in front of Percy::
(11:25:10 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Actually...yeah. Apparently, we're stopping by a planet in a few hours. Unexplained deaths, whatever that means. There's been no call for marines yet, but all the same, maybe have a few environment suits ready. Other than that,
(11:25:12 PM) TKirr: ::ponders Sankoh, figuring she'll meet himl ater, as she has to keep the Bridge::
(11:25:13 PM) MajDougMcKnight: dismissed.
(11:25:32 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Montrose> Yes, sir. ::Returns from where he came::
(11:25:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Now you'd better get some rack time. Dismissed.
(11:26:00 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sankoh> ::exits to the bridge::
(11:26:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: replicates herself a nice cup of coffee while she reads the emergency preparation reports ::
(11:26:39 PM) TKirr: ::turns to Sankoh
(11:26:58 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Looks at said piece of cheesecake:: You, sir, are like unto a god. ::Nom nom nom::
(11:27:52 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sankoh> ::is a tall African human, around six feet, soft-spoken with a deep voice:: Commander, if I may enquire where my assigned quarters are?
(11:28:24 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Jack> I assume you mean the cheescake. ::smiles and goes to tend to another patron::
(11:29:20 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Far too busy nomming the cheesecake to bits!::
(11:29:23 PM) TKirr: ::nods:: Of course. Deck Eight... ::crosses over to her console::
(11:29:35 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ((Two minute warning))
(11:30:19 PM) TKirr: ::checks personnel file:: Number twelve. ::looks up:: Everything should be in order.
(11:30:34 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sankoh> Thank you, Commander. ::exits into the TL::
(11:31:31 PM) TKirr: ::watches him leave, thinking him a curious fellow, and returns to her quad-Tetris::
(11:31:35 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:31:36 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:31:39 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:31:43 PM) TKirr: ::pauses::
(11:31:50 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::le pause::
(11:31:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: paws
(11:32:40 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Okay next week, providing I have internets at the new place, we get into the meat of this plot!
(11:33:01 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Woohoo! Meat!
(11:33:16 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I should have internets, but there's a small chance otherwise.
(11:33:35 PM) TKirr: Great first sim guys. =) Thank you all.
(11:33:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: We need to work in percy's undies...arent they like an 'extra character' that I havent met yet?
(11:33:50 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Any time. Hopefully including next week.
(11:33:54 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Aw man.
(11:33:56 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ... what?
(11:34:07 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Goddamn you superhero undies.
(11:34:09 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Anyway, my brother and I have plans to watch a zombie movie, so...I say ta ta for now.
(11:34:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night
(11:34:16 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ZOMBIES!
(11:34:18 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Night McKnight!
(11:34:19 PM) LtCmdrBusard: 'Night hun.
(11:34:22 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: zombiezombiezombiezombie
(11:34:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Jason the undead?
(11:34:40 PM) MajDougMcKnight left the room.
(11:34:49 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: braaaaaaaaainnnnnnnnns
(11:34:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: No no...Shawn of the dead!
(11:35:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Thats pretty funny.
(11:35:12 PM) LtCmdrBusard: I'm a picky eater zombeh.
(11:35:14 PM) TKirr: o_O
(11:35:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BROCCOLIIIIIII
(11:35:30 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Vege-zombie.
(11:35:34 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Heh
(11:35:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: What do zombies have for dessert?
(11:36:11 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Grains?
(11:36:15 PM) TKirr: Simon Pegg ftw
(11:36:33 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (no idea...thought you zombie fans might know)
(11:36:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Eye pie?
(11:36:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Tongue cake?
(11:36:45 PM) TKirr: He plays the new Scotty o_O
(11:36:58 PM) LtCmdrBusard: really?
(11:37:05 PM) TKirr: So says IMDB
(11:37:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh right! He does!
(11:37:20 PM) LtCmdrBusard: I want that movie. Right now.
(11:37:30 PM) TKirr: And he was in Doctor Who, wohoo!
(11:37:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Oooo
(11:38:25 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yay!
(11:38:45 PM) TKirr: He's rather creepy when frosty.
(11:38:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: True.
(11:39:03 PM) LtCmdrBusard: But he gets eaten by a big alien in the ceiling, so it's okay.
(11:39:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: So guys...
(11:39:15 PM) TKirr: Mm... popsicle.
(11:39:18 PM) TKirr: What
(11:39:22 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yees?
(11:39:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Yes?
(11:39:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: McKnight hasnt noticed that hes the only one thats had to strip for his exam.
(11:39:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :D
(11:39:40 PM) TKirr: I did wonder about that.
(11:40:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Its totally intentional.
(11:40:07 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Haha
(11:40:08 PM) TKirr: Of course, T'Kirr hasn't had hers yet. >_>
(11:40:09 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Lol. Probably also for the best that Percy doesn't know that.
(11:40:24 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Poor McKnight.
(11:40:28 PM) TKirr: Prolly for the best for Carre.
(11:40:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Naw, she gets the same treatment as Percy.
(11:40:34 PM) TKirr: That Percy doesn't know
(11:40:47 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Heh, yeah.
(11:41:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I wouldnt dream of mentioning it.
(11:41:03 PM) TKirr: I'm not suggesting Carre will make T'Kirr strip, just saying, she's the last one. -_-
(11:41:14 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Don't want any more accidental broken ankles :-P
(11:41:27 PM) LtCmdrBusard: And yay ending physicals?
(11:41:32 PM) TKirr: Have you ever worn a paper towel?
(11:41:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: No kidding, nice way to get to know your crewmates.
(11:42:09 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Do you mean those ridiculous gowns?
(11:42:09 PM) TKirr: It sucks.
(11:42:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Try hanging out (literally) in one for a week or so.
(11:42:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You pretty much dont care by then.
(11:42:45 PM) TKirr: Eeesh
(11:42:48 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Eeew.
(11:42:50 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Ew
(11:42:57 PM) TKirr: Well I had one that unless you held it, it did nothing.
(11:43:41 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Ick.
(11:44:00 PM) TKirr: I think the whole thing cost 25 cents
(11:44:08 PM) TKirr: Both pieces
(11:44:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: I'd rather have bubble gum.
(11:44:35 PM) TKirr: I know, right? Bubble gum and my own clothes.
(11:45:01 PM) LtCmdrBusard: That would be so much more comfortable.
(11:45:03 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I've never been confronted with the choice of bubble gum or hospital gown.
(11:45:19 PM) TKirr: lol
(11:45:36 PM) TKirr: Never been in one so rediculously not clothing-like
(11:46:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Must get the atlantis site back I can keep my doohickeys straight and away from my thingamabobs.
(11:46:25 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Poor thingamoms.
(11:46:31 PM) LtCmdrBusard: *mabobs!
(11:46:34 PM) LtCmdrBusard: What the crap
(11:46:40 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: It'll hopefully be back up when I get moved.
(11:46:46 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: My computer is already there.
(11:46:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Woot?
(11:47:01 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Woohoo!
(11:47:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Is the dsl/cable/fios line in?
(11:47:06 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Stuck on this laptop since July 25 :(
(11:47:16 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Aw.
(11:47:55 PM) TKirr: Anyway, I'm off for the night. Tropical storm been raining on my window all day, gonna go out in it tomorrow and see if anyone wants to rent a boat. *LAUGH*
(11:48:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hey TKirr...I spent all afternoon in photoshop and it didnt crash once. O:-)
(11:48:22 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Heh, alrighty. G'night!
(11:48:38 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Night!
(11:48:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I meant to look at my swapfile size for you...*mutters*
(11:48:49 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Oh, that's mean Doc
(11:48:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Stay dry!
(11:49:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah...well doc's are a bit sadistic
(11:49:31 PM) TKirr: Carre I hate u.
(11:49:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Its okay...I'm used to it.
(11:50:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: puts metal duckbill in freezer ::
(11:50:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :D
(11:50:10 PM) TKirr: LOL
(11:50:22 PM) TKirr left the room.
(11:50:22 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hah! I escaped the duck bill!
(11:50:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Pfft! I replaced that evil thing with a mouth swab.
(11:51:10 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I suddenly feel like a third wheel. :V
(11:51:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yeah, my first thought was "Um...paternity test"?
(11:51:21 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Haw.
(11:51:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night guys I'm going to go kill some stuff.
(11:51:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Night Doc
(11:51:30 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Alrighty! Happy hunting!
(11:51:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre left the room.
(11:52:28 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Will you figure out a log that we can write together already? :)
(11:52:53 PM) LtCmdrBusard: MAYBE. We'll see about this plot.
(11:53:16 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Cool.
(11:53:38 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yeah. Maybe after something dramatic. Or we could write a log of eating desserts!
(11:53:44 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Or...y'know, not, but still
(11:54:59 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Well um, yeah. Right.
(11:57:07 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Anyway, I'm gonna go watch some MST3K.
(11:57:11 PM) LtCmdrBusard: So I'll talk to you later.
(11:57:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: K, g'night!
(11:57:16 PM) LtCmdrBusard: G'night!