9:59:52 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Heya

10:00:03 PM TKirr: Finishing up a group, stubborn named, give me a few mins

10:00:14 PM VAdm Blackthorne: lol

10:00:24 PM TKirr: What =P

10:00:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::points at Carre: SHE'S ON TIME

10:01:07 PM DrRoxanneCarre: LIES!

10:01:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: I know, it's simply unbelievable!

10:03:47 PM ColDougMcKnight: Evening.

10:03:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya

10:04:35 PM Charity Suite: Surprise!

10:04:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Doc

10:05:04 PM Charity Suite: ::sees she has stunned them all into silence::

10:05:20 PM Charity Suite: ::well, except for the loud-mouth Scotsman::

10:05:59 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Groundskeeper Willie> Och! Ye canna keep ol' Willie quiet!!!

10:06:32 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: Hands Charity a plain sack and whispers :: For later!

10:06:53 PM Charity Suite: ::takes the sack:;  (m) Uh-oh.  Okay

10:07:21 PM Charity Suite: ::hopes there aren't potato sack races, she sux at those::

10:09:02 PM Charity Suite: Speaking of Jusstin, He will be slightly late.  Long meeting of ... er ... Sci Guys at the ... er ... Sci Guy Club.

10:09:16 PM VAdm Blackthorne: That must be thrilling.

10:09:40 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Breathtakingly exciting.

10:09:48 PM Charity Suite: One can only imagine.

10:09:59 PM Charity Suite: Though, why they would, is anyone's guess.

10:10:49 PM Charity Suite: ::starts humming 'White Wedding'::

10:11:25 PM Charity Suite: (m) Hey little sister ... what have you done ....

10:11:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: We'll give our engineer a few minutes, I believe she's en route.

10:12:13 PM Charity Suite: ::makes a Vogue-type frame with her fingers, holds it up for Roxy to see::  How's that?

10:12:48 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Very nice!

10:14:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya Percy

10:14:30 PM LtCmdrBusard: Heya.

10:14:47 PM VAdm Blackthorne: OK then, let's get rolling.

10:15:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Tonight, the patched-up Atlantis and the Hemingway are en route to Orban II to track down the lead on Admiral Harris's contact there.

10:16:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?

10:16:43 PM Charity Suite: ::raises her hand::

10:16:51 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, Doc?

10:17:02 PM Charity Suite: How far do you trust me?

10:17:20 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: snickers ::

10:17:25 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Now that's a loaded question. Any others?

10:18:02 PM ColDougMcKnight: So, both ships are actually at warp?

10:18:05 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Yes.

10:18:09 PM ColDougMcKnight: Okay.

10:18:15 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Alrighty then.

10:18:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

10:18:18 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

10:18:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM

10:18:49 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::storms onto the bridge and finds T'Kirr:: Captain, may we speak in the Flag Office?

10:19:31 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Hiya Case)

10:19:35 PM Jusstin Case: ::is doing whatever he's supposed to be doing::

10:19:39 PM Jusstin Case: [Hey, all!]

10:19:49 PM TKirr: Of course.

10:20:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::storms into the Flag Office::

10:20:15 PM Charity Suite: ::finishes her morning ablutions and makes her way to SickBay::

10:20:29 PM ColDougMcKnight: (Evening, Rob.)

10:20:32 PM TKirr: ::follows, concerned::

10:20:35 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: in Sickbay going over more reports ::

10:20:36 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Finishing peeling off the space suit after getting back inside Atlantis, Percy looks to her fellow engineers and chuckles:: Well that was a hell of a time, wasn't it?

10:20:41 PM Charity Suite: ::totally unaware of the tuft of feathers clinging to the bottom of one pant leg::

10:21:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::when T'Kirr arrives, she imperiously offers a PADD:: There's your traitor. One of my pilots.

10:21:16 PM Jusstin Case: ::runs diagnostics on the recently repaired deflector::

10:21:28 PM Charity Suite: ::strolls into SickBay, thrilled to pieces that there are no longer wall-to-wall bodies::

10:21:29 PM Jusstin Case: ::not that he doesn't trust Commander Busard, but you never can be too sure :-) ::

10:21:32 PM Charity Suite: ::er, patients::

10:21:39 PM TKirr: ::takes the PADD with ready interest, peering at it::

10:22:21 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Ensign Andre Shore. He'd been an Ensign for three years. The Admiral saw him as unpromotable.

10:22:22 PM Charity Suite: G'mornin' Boss!

10:22:33 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Harper>)

10:23:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Greatly skilled pilot, but just did not fit in as a team player. I should have seen it, I'm sorry.

10:23:03 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Mornin' Charity. :: mutters about perkiness ::

10:23:31 PM Jusstin Case: [She's just jealous of your indefatigable personality, Charity. :-) ]

10:23:42 PM TKirr: ::sighs to herself::

10:24:19 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Heads up to the bridge quickly, hoping that things had calmed down a little up there::

10:24:21 PM TKirr: It's not your fault. He had us all fooled.

10:24:34 PM TKirr: The question is, is he alone in this?

10:24:39 PM Charity Suite: ::takes a long swig of tea::  Kin Ah git y'all some cawfee, Boss?

10:24:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> I don't think he made any friends here.

10:24:56 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::McKnight is in the holodeck with several marine squads, performing an urban combat drill, using whatever information the computer has on Orban II, not that he's counting on that layout information being too reliable.::

10:25:30 PM Charity Suite: (I really have no business being slightly turned on by the fact that he not only used that word correctly, but he spelled it right, too)  :-P

10:25:55 PM Jusstin Case: [ :-D ]

10:26:06 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: sends a quick message to Busard that Cubit needs a 'arm' piece replacement for the one bent in his fall ::

10:26:10 PM TKirr: If he is indeed the only one in on this, then we'll be able to move forward easier.

10:26:17 PM Charity Suite: (::dodges as Jason spews Diet Coke:: )

10:26:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (It's Cherry Coke Zero, thank you very much)

10:26:59 PM ColDougMcKnight: (Now make a sentence with the word "obsequious"!)

10:27:43 PM ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Just then, a hail comes in from the Hemingway.

10:27:44 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Hmm...? Oh no thanks though. Did you read any of these analysis reports?

10:27:53 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Yeah, but we can never be a hundred percent sure.

10:28:47 PM Charity Suite: Yuh-huh.  Not makin' much sense, though.

10:28:49 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Looks at the PADD with an obsequious smile as she moves up the Turbolift. She'd had to fix Cubit later. For now there was more important work to be done.::

10:28:55 PM LtCmdrBusard: (Did I use it right? :-P)

10:28:59 PM Jusstin Case: +Hemingway+ Atlantis here; Lieutenant Jusstin Case speaking. How may I direct your call?

10:29:15 PM Charity Suite: (Dear Gods, there are more of them!)

10:29:30 PM TKirr: ::sighs again, pondering as she gazes out the window::

10:29:47 PM Charity Suite: How long's he been like this again?

10:30:10 PM Jusstin Case: ::taps his headset to make sure the mic's turned on::

10:30:45 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> ::Smiles as his image comes up on Case's console display::  Whoever's in charge of dictating course over there.  Which I HOPE is still Commander T'Kirr.  We need to make a slight detour.

10:31:09 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Steps onto the bridge, heading for her station::

10:31:25 PM Jusstin Case: +Gerard+ Yes, sir! Please hold.

10:31:35 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> Holding.

10:31:45 PM Jusstin Case: ::puts on the "turbolift music" version of "The Girl from Ipanema."::

10:31:50 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Anyway, that's his whole file. I hope it's of some use.

10:32:15 PM TKirr: ((rofl turbolift music))

10:32:35 PM Jusstin Case: +T'Kirr+ Captain? I've got Hemingway on the line. Something about a course change. Shall I patch it through?

10:33:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::vows to be more obsequious in checking her pilot roster for malcontents, even though she wouldn't know that word in English::

10:33:20 PM TKirr: ::looks up:: +Case+ Yes, put it through here.

10:33:33 PM Charity Suite: ::peers at Roxanne::  Boss?

10:33:37 PM ColDougMcKnight: (Dear God, what have I done?)

10:33:54 PM Charity Suite: (::feeling faint:: )

10:34:01 PM Jusstin Case: ::taps the appropriate buttons::

10:34:02 PM TKirr: ::looks at Harper and the self-torturing expression on her face::

10:34:34 PM Jusstin Case: +Harper/T'Kirr+ You may now proceed with your call as dialed.

10:34:53 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Quirks an eyebrow as Case finishes his sentence:: Something up?

10:35:10 PM ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> And a moment later, assuming T'Kirr brings it up, Gerard will now appear on the screen, leaning over his bridge's navigation station.

10:35:11 PM Jusstin Case: ::turns:: Always is, I'm noticing.

10:35:40 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> Commander.  If you consult your star charts, you'll find we're coming up on the Galos system.

10:35:46 PM Jusstin Case: Something about us changing course.

10:35:53 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Hmm...? Oh Ian? Too long, and thats not good.

10:36:19 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::listens to Gerard and remembers the system he mentioned::

10:36:19 PM Jusstin Case: Nice work on the deflector, by the way. Diagnostics show everything in tip-top shape, Commander!

10:37:09 PM TKirr: ::turned towards the smaller screen of the Flag Office:: I do remember it along the route.

10:37:11 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Look at these reports. I had the toxin run against all permutations of toxin series 12006-111838, and all its subsets in Clostridium genus. There are no positives matches.

10:37:46 PM Charity Suite: How 'bout ... merely slightly positive?

10:38:18 PM Jusstin Case: ::gives his sensors the fastidious attention they so often require::

10:38:35 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> Well, we need to make a quick stop there for a bit of mission related materiel.  Little something I arranged while you folks were busy with damage control./

10:38:36 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Smiles slightly more:: Just part of the job. ::Begins system diagnostics::

10:39:10 PM TKirr: ::perks a curious brow:: Related to our mission in what way?

10:39:26 PM DrRoxanneCarre: They genetically altered the toxin with 'something', no telling what. At least we have it narrowed to a series and know what it isn't. A positive would be good, sadly there are none.

10:40:38 PM Charity Suite: ::perches her butt on a clean counter, grateful for the cleaning crews that polish the sets every night::  Well, mebbe we shouldn't oughta try an' pin it down so terribly 'xactly.

10:41:14 PM Charity Suite: ( Sure, you guys get characters that can spew intelligence at will ... I get ... the SHort Bus dialect!  :-P  )

10:41:17 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::listening because she knows she's about to have to go out and steer::

10:41:58 PM Jusstin Case: ::decides to document recent developments in his log::

10:42:03 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Harper didn't even know the word!)

10:42:08 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> You may recall we were talking about ways to insert a sizable ground force without immediately turning every head on that rock with the arrival of a Federation starship?

10:42:22 PM Jusstin Case: ::types, "This was a triumph. I'm making a note here, huge success."::

10:42:36 PM TKirr: ((Don't get me friggin' started or I'll post the whole song))

10:42:57 PM Jusstin Case: [:-D]

10:42:58 PM TKirr: ::nods, willing Gerard to go on::

10:43:02 PM LtCmdrBusard: (It's hard to overstate my satisfaction...)

10:43:03 PM DrRoxanneCarre: We've been using Neutrophil to absorb any free toxin floating around but it can only do so much. Hes stable for the moment but we have to watch for drug side-effects.

10:43:07 PM TKirr: ((Shh!))

10:43:12 PM Jusstin Case: [Aperture Science!]

10:43:41 PM LtCmdrBusard: (We do what we must because we can? Alright, that's all for me)

10:43:46 PM Charity Suite: ( Now I want cake. )

10:43:53 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> Well, I'm amazing.  I made some calls to a couple friends of mine, and there's an old Groumall type transport waiting for us there.

10:43:54 PM TKirr: ((No, it's a lie!))

10:43:55 PM Jusstin Case: [Isn't she in your quarters?]

10:44:15 PM LtCmdrBusard: (...Maybe.)

10:44:17 PM TKirr: ::crosses her arms, listening::

10:44:25 PM Charity Suite: (She is, and hopefully she's happy.)

10:44:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Hope so, you're out of pillows.)

10:45:52 PM ColDougMcKnight: ...It's a Cardassian ship.  A not necessarily even military ship.

10:45:54 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::stares at the PADD while she listens::

10:46:11 PM Charity Suite: Kin Ah ax you sumpin', Boss?

10:46:37 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Sure, I'll try to answer.

10:46:50 PM TKirr: A merchant vessel?

10:47:33 PM Charity Suite: Has th' Admiral alway looked like ... that?  ::motions to her hairline::

10:48:09 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ( :facepalm: )

10:48:20 PM Charity Suite: ( You hired me. )

10:48:22 PM Jusstin Case: [Ooh ...]

10:48:25 PM LtCmdrBusard: (Hahaha! Blackthorne's OLD!)

10:48:35 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (You're old!)

10:48:36 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: tries to figure out what Charity is saying :: Like...what...?

10:48:55 PM LtCmdrBusard: (I'm really not :-P)

10:49:09 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Shrugs::  Sure, sometimes.  Used to be fielded by Cardassian Central Command...these days, you find them elsewhere commonly enough.  The Cardies weren't exactly in a posotion to thumb their noses at extra sources of revenue after the war.

10:49:23 PM Charity Suite: Y'know ... that ... that ... well, mah Granny used ta calls 'em 'skunk stripes' in th' widders at church.

10:49:43 PM Charity Suite: (*on* the widows ... not in them)

10:50:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (:gags:)

10:50:10 PM TKirr: ::nods:: And you believe this vessel will be allowed clearance with little trouble.

10:50:47 PM Charity Suite: Ah wonde4red if'n it were th' stress of th' coma or has he always had that?

10:50:47 PM Jusstin Case: ::hopes Charity's affairs are in order::

10:51:06 PM Charity Suite: ( He can't kill me, he'd have to feed my cat. )

10:51:15 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> It's spaceworthy, it's inconspicuous, and pirate havens aren't traditionally known for being sticklers to proper protocol.  Should work fine.  So, Hemingway's stopping by to sign the papers. 

10:51:17 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: moves closer and peers intently at Ian's hair :: Hmmm...not that I noticed. :: yanks out a few strands of hair :: Lets run an analysis and see what shows up!

10:51:35 PM Charity Suite: ( This girl is a treasure!)

10:51:38 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Ow!!!)

10:52:04 PM DrRoxanneCarre: ( hush you! you're in a coma! *bonks on head for good measure* )

10:52:27 PM LtCmdrBusard: (...And now he's in a DEEPER coma. Nice doctor work, there :-P)

10:52:41 PM Jusstin Case: [Let the record show that I did not have anything to do with it! ... This time!]

10:52:50 PM Charity Suite: Well, ya gots ta have the reg'lar hair ta compare it to.  ::yanks out some regularly sceduled normal hairs::

10:53:02 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ( :( )

10:53:14 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Good thinking!

10:53:19 PM Charity Suite: (Only because you are loved, Jason  :-) )

10:53:30 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Such tough love!)

10:53:31 PM TKirr: ::nods again and unfolds her arms:: Good work. While you're down there, perhaps we'll have time to patch our hull somewhat better.

10:54:23 PM Charity Suite: Ah'll run scans on these here ... gimme some o' yours, we can run both batches.  ::hands Roxy four strands of 'normal' hair::

10:54:51 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Checking the hull stability in patched sections, making notes on her PADD and assigning engineers to take a look at any problems she notices::

10:55:13 PM Jusstin Case: [I'm trying to figure out why they couldn't, with all this modern technology, run the scans on the hair while it was still attached.]

10:55:14 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: swaps hair :: Its really too bad, those white stripes are going to stick out like a sore thumb.

10:55:27 PM Charity Suite: (Hey!  Whose side are you on, anyway?)

10:55:44 PM DrRoxanneCarre: ( hands on Dr. stuff *shoo* )

10:55:55 PM Charity Suite: Mebbe we kin tell him that he looks ... distinguished.

10:56:04 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> We shouldn't be there long.  This guy's pretty efficient.  Still, should be some down time while we send some people down to make sure they didn't "misplace" the dilithium chamber.

10:56:20 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Err...right...we'll think of something I'm sure.

10:56:24 PM Charity Suite: An' not so much like th' Bride of Frankenstein.

10:56:27 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::Frowns as she remembers the last used starship they dealt with::

10:56:45 PM TKirr: ::nods:: Send the coordinates for my helmsman. We'll be right behind you.

10:57:07 PM Charity Suite: ::hums, wonders why she has 'The Girl From Ipanema' stuck in her head::

10:57:23 PM Charity Suite: ::sets up several toxicology stations::

10:58:35 PM Jusstin Case: [I can't imagine, Charity. ;-) ]

10:58:46 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Be sure to run qualitative analysis on those and quantitative is its necessary.

10:59:15 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> ::Taps away at the nav console::  Transmitting now.  Feel free to send down some engineers with the marines who'll be manning this thing.  Shall I assume you'll want McKnight commanding the strike force?

10:59:42 PM Charity Suite: Well ... seven centimeters of hist'ry on th' Admiral.  ::peers into the scanner:;  Has he been a good boy?

11:00:17 PM TKirr: Yes, I would prefer that. And as for the engineers, I can only spare a few for obvious reasons. I'm sure it will suffice.

11:00:22 PM Jusstin Case: [If you count the rings, you can tell how old he is, Charity!]

11:00:36 PM Charity Suite: O' course, seven centimeters is not that ... ::stops, seeing where this conversation could go::

11:00:45 PM LtCmdrBusard: Heh.

11:00:56 PM LtCmdrBusard: (Shit, wrong window)

11:01:21 PM Charity Suite: (Keep ur cyberz in ur IMs)

11:01:42 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: starts the spectrographic analysis ::

11:01:53 PM LtCmdrBusard: (:-( But they're so much fun!)

11:01:54 PM ColDougMcKnight: Gerard> Like I said, we just need to make sure this thing will fly.  Anyway, we'll be dropping out of warp in a minute, so...Hemingway out.

11:02:31 PM TKirr: ::turns to Harper:: I believe you have a present waiting at your console.

11:02:44 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> Aye Captain. ::turns and exits::

11:03:25 PM TKirr: ::ponders the stretchy stretchy stars briefly::

11:03:37 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::relieves the Helm officer and makes the course correction to follow Hemingway::

11:04:05 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ T'Kirr to McKnight.

11:04:20 PM Charity Suite: Well, looks like it's th' stress causin' th' melanin ta go colorless.  ::bites her bottom lip::

11:04:28 PM Charity Suite: Happens to a lot o' people.

11:04:34 PM Charity Suite: Least he *has* hair.

11:05:22 PM DrRoxanneCarre: I'm seeing an excess of Iodine in my samples. Thats...not...good.

11:05:33 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Raises his voice to shout over the high pitched whine of massed phaser fire::  +T'Kirr+ McKnight here.

11:05:39 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::-Decides, since she has time now, to go give a certain doctor's pet a once-over.::

11:05:41 PM Charity Suite: Also seems that th' good Admiral enjoys a good cee-gar oncet in awhile.  ::grins::

11:05:58 PM Charity Suite: Iodine?  Hmm.  Lemme lookit mine.

11:06:03 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ I hope it's not a bad time?

11:06:23 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ACTION> Both ships drop out of warp in the Galos system.

11:06:35 PM Jusstin Case: ::blinks::

11:07:01 PM Jusstin Case: Err ... now entering the Galos system.

11:07:03 PM Charity Suite: (Hee hee ... proceed at your own risk!)

11:07:07 PM TKirr: ::turns her head to watch the stars slow to points::

11:07:12 PM Jusstin Case: ::readjusts sensors for the new scenery::

11:08:46 PM DrRoxanneCarre: We're going to have to apply some sodium hypochlorite and sodium thiosulfate to reduce the amounts of Idodide in his follicles. I dont think its a cure but it cant really hurt.

11:08:53 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::just follow the Hemingway in::

11:09:14 PM Charity Suite: (Actually, Cuppin will take her revenge out on Charity, not you.)

11:09:19 PM ColDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ Not at all.  Just running some drills.  We haven't had cause to fight room to room in awhile.  Just making sure no one's too rusty.  What's up?

11:10:48 PM Charity Suite: Well ... ::looks at Ian::  Let's hope he lives long enough ta kill us fer bleachin' his hair.

11:11:43 PM TKirr: ::notes McKnight's devotion to keeping his men's skills fresh:: +McKnight+ Captain Gerard has informed me that we will be acquiring a Groumall transport.

11:11:47 PM DrRoxanneCarre: We should probably do this procedure as soon as possible, the sooner we remove that iodide the better. I'm sure he can deal with the side effects.

11:12:10 PM Charity Suite: Ah'll git some towels.

11:12:24 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Walks through the Med Bay's doors, looking for Dr. Carre:: Someone needed a repair?

11:13:31 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Hi Percy! :: holds out Cubit :: This little soldier had a huge fall and needs a little arm help.

11:13:42 PM Charity Suite: ::sees the new arrival::  Boss?   Someone ta see ya, and they don't look broke.

11:14:34 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::parks in orbit around one of the planets::

11:14:47 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::Scowls:: Leave it to Gerard to find us a ride ugly enough to stop a clock.  Still, I'll admit, plenty of room for a good sized strike force and its gear.  Will we be transferring there imminently then?

11:14:56 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Cubit came from Percy's lab. He sort of attached himself to me.

11:16:21 PM Charity Suite: Cubit?  It has a name?

11:16:30 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ Yes, take as many men as you can fit alongside a couple of engineers.

11:16:43 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::chuckles as she scoops up Cubit:: You DID have a fall, didn't you? Poor thing, we'll get you fixed up in no time. ::She grins at Dr. Carre's comment:: I'm glad he has a name, though.

11:16:44 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Well yes, he is a pet...sort of.

11:17:23 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::Gets to work on Cubit's armbenders::

11:17:24 PM DrRoxanneCarre: We'll have to talk about how smart he is sometime. Right now we have a procedure to do.

11:17:34 PM Charity Suite: ::skeptical::  Ah don't hink it likes me.

11:17:39 PM Charity Suite: *think

11:17:40 PM Jusstin Case: [Make sure that sick bay is properly ventillated!]

11:18:17 PM LtCmdrBusard: (Nope. I'm going to use three gallons of crazy glue and kill us all with the fumes! Mwahahha!)

11:18:21 PM Charity Suite: He ... it... were wavin' a nerf bat at me yesterday!

11:18:22 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::looks at the drab brown planet on the screen:: Nice looking place.

11:18:24 PM ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> As the two ships enter the system proper, their sensors should pick up a less than pristine, but still bustling space station orbiting one of the moon's orbiting a gas giant.  Looks a bit shady, but it's got docking facilities, and their new ship is visible.

11:18:43 PM Jusstin Case: Hmph.

11:18:53 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::eyeing the drab brown gas giant that is::

11:18:58 PM Charity Suite: At least Ah *hope* it were a nerf bat.

11:19:05 PM Jusstin Case: Sir, I'm detecting our destination ... I think.

11:19:09 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Well he was on duty. Do you have the solutions? We need to mix those up and get them applied.

11:19:36 PM Charity Suite: It's all right here.  ::hands Roxy the one bottle::

11:20:13 PM Charity Suite: Ah have th' deactivator in this bottle here.

11:20:20 PM ColDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ Alright.  I'll coordinate with Captain Dex on the Hemingway.  We could probably use a science officer as well.  I'd trust Percy for the technical side of this, but she'll be busy enough.  How about the new guy?

11:20:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (Do I get my nails done too?_

11:20:47 PM Jusstin Case: [Don't give them any ideas, Ian! You'll look like Louis XIV when they're done with you!]

11:21:14 PM Charity Suite: (Before or after his big surgical procedure?)

11:21:16 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: applies solution, rubs it in thoroughly :: Now we wait.

11:21:38 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ Agreed, it should be a good break-in mission for him. Let me know when you're ready to leave.

11:21:41 PM Jusstin Case: [Yikes!]

11:21:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> :notes the ugly ship visible like a wart on the docking port:: Hm.

11:22:00 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ I'll have him meet you in the transporter room.

11:22:25 PM Jusstin Case: ::blissfully ignorant of his imminent fate::

11:23:58 PM ColDougMcKnight: +T'Kirr+ Good thing we're already looking the part for this drill then.  I'll have my team geared up and ready in 5 minutes.

11:24:22 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Dont get too close Charity, those fumes are horrible.

11:24:30 PM Charity Suite: Ah got th' second coat ready ta go, Boss.

11:24:44 PM Charity Suite: ::flips on the industrial air filters::

11:25:00 PM TKirr: +McKnight+ Good. T'Kirr out.

11:26:30 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: cleans off the first batch, neutralizes the chemicals :: Hmm...its awfully...oxidized...this may actually work!

11:26:46 PM TKirr: ::enters the Bridge, heading right for Science::

11:26:56 PM Charity Suite: It's certainly ... lighter.

11:27:08 PM Jusstin Case: ::eyes wide as T'Kirr looms ever closer::

11:27:27 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Well lets finish it off. :: applies round two ::

11:27:28 PM Jusstin Case: Something I can do for you, Captain?

11:28:30 PM Jusstin Case: ... We're nearing the ... "space station," if it can really be called that.

11:28:41 PM TKirr: ::glances at the busy port on the viewscreen before addressing Case:: Colonel McKnight will be taking men aboard a transport we're precuring. I'd like you to accompany them.

11:28:42 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Harper> ::thinks that term generous::

11:29:18 PM Charity Suite: ::takes away some sopping wet towelage, provides fresh ones::

11:29:42 PM Jusstin Case: ::blinks:: Err, yes, sir. Anything in particular I should keep my eye out for?

11:31:56 PM DrRoxanneCarre: :: watchs Percy while she waits for the oxidation to finish :: Is he going to be okay?

11:32:13 PM TKirr: ::leans slightly against the console, thinking:: The transport will be entering hostile territory, but we're not expecting you'll be conspicuous. Keep alert of anything endangering the crew.

11:32:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

11:32:44 PM ColDougMcKnight: ::By now, is back in the armory, perusing the stock as a marine to his left shoves power backs into a black duffel::  What the hell.  We've got room.  Let's bring a pair of photon mortars along as well.

11:32:46 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

11:32:48 PM VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM

11:32:49 PM ColDougMcKnight: PAUSED

11:32:50 PM TKirr: ::pauses::

11:32:52 PM Jusstin Case: ::presses "start"::

11:33:06 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Pausing during oxidation is risky!

11:33:09 PM Charity Suite: ::paused::

11:33:12 PM LtCmdrBusard: ::paused::

11:33:17 PM TKirr: lol

11:33:20 PM VAdm Blackthorne: (You've gotta pause with + now!)

11:33:38 PM TKirr: My game has no pause button =/

11:33:44 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Oh fine...dont say I didnt warn ya  *pauses*

11:34:06 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Good sim. Next week our sacri- strike team goes in!

11:34:12 PM Jusstin Case: ... Yay?

11:34:24 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Good log, Charity. Maybe the cat should go on the team.

11:34:37 PM Charity Suite: Y'all wawna leave us a lock o' hair?

11:35:28 PM Jusstin Case: You could use it to re-fluff your pillows.

11:35:43 PM Charity Suite: Think Al'll jus' git new ones.

11:36:16 PM Jusstin Case: That's probably best.

11:36:23 PM Charity Suite: Vindictive little ... er ... sweet kitty.

11:36:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving!

11:36:39 PM Charity Suite: Om nom nom!

11:36:50 PM TKirr: =P

11:37:00 PM DrRoxanneCarre: PIE!

11:37:29 PM VAdm Blackthorne: T'Kirr and I get Log of the Month since we were the only ones who wrote in November. :)

11:37:49 PM TKirr: Yay hooray for default win!

11:38:28 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Alrighty well I should run and brush up on my Billy Idol tunes...

11:38:35 PM Charity Suite: ::laughs::

11:38:39 PM Jusstin Case: Who?

11:38:41 PM VAdm Blackthorne: ::dies::

11:39:16 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Rebel Yell

11:39:20 PM DrRoxanneCarre: White wedding

11:39:29 PM Jusstin Case: Rebel Yell is a roller coaster I went on once.

11:39:43 PM VAdm Blackthorne: King's Dominion in Williamsburg?

11:39:47 PM Charity Suite: China Girl

11:40:21 PM Jusstin Case: If we didn't play it in band, I have little chance of knowing it. :-)

11:40:24 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Eyes without a face

11:40:54 PM Charity Suite: Ooo.  Good song.

11:41:05 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Mony Mony

11:41:13 PM DrRoxanneCarre: And I'm not even a fan.

11:41:16 PM Jusstin Case: Hehe. Well, I should get going; haven't eaten since 4:30, and my stomach is protesting.

11:41:26 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Food is useful.

11:41:29 PM Jusstin Case: Usually.

11:41:32 PM DrRoxanneCarre: Night!

11:41:48 PM Jusstin Case: Ta ta!

11:42:51 PM Charity Suite: Do people say 'ta ta' in a non-sexual reference any more?

11:43:10 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Certain people do.

11:44:20 PM Charity Suite: Time to get dishes done before bed.  :-P

11:44:30 PM Charity Suite: Good night all y'all.  See you in the logs.  :-)

11:44:36 PM VAdm Blackthorne: Night Charity!

11:44:37 PM TKirr: See you. =)