Conversation with #ussatlantis at 9/22/2009 10:01:19 PM on (irc)

(10:01:19 PM) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: Tonight the holoconference of Admirals continues, with Blackthorne in the hotseat, as Atlantis makes her way back to Starbase Vinland. Everyone's welcome to play an Admiral in the conference!
(10:01:20 PM) mode (+o VAdmBlackthorne) by ChanServ
(10:01:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: cheese
(10:03:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hi folks.
(10:03:15 PM) CdrTKirr: Hiya
(10:03:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [] entered the room.
(10:03:27 PM) JusstinCase: 'Sup?
(10:04:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ...i dont like cheese, unless its cheesecake.
(10:04:52 PM) JusstinCase: I don't like cheese that smells worse than I do.
(10:06:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That's some powerful cheese. :v
(10:06:50 PM) JusstinCase: The Romulans have been known to use it in interrogations.
(10:08:54 PM) CharitySuite [Mibbit@] entered the room.
(10:08:59 PM) JusstinCase: Charity!
(10:09:11 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Charity!
(10:09:17 PM) CharitySuite: Darlin'!
(10:09:18 PM) JusstinCase: Okay, now the party can commence.
(10:09:45 PM) CharitySuite: :: pokes Jusstin in the chest:: How's come you don't call me no more?
(10:10:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: totally called her on Wednesday ::
(10:11:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Alright, this looks like all we're gonna get for this week, so let's get going.
(10:11:38 PM) JusstinCase: I get nervous every time I go near the phone.
(10:11:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: *is called away to a medical conference*
(10:11:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: >.>
(10:12:10 PM) CdrTKirr: :: TWEEEET :: Attention!
(10:12:16 PM) CharitySuite: ::AA::
(10:12:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa (really distracted by Aion) ::
(10:13:27 PM) JusstinCase: ::AA?::
(10:13:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Tonight, Atlantis is approaching Starbase Vinland, after having met with the Klingon cruiser for a prisoner transfer as instructed by Chancellor Martok. We're putting in for repairs and debriefing.
(10:13:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(10:14:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I take that as a no!
(10:14:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:14:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:14:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(10:15:16 PM) CharitySuite: ((What's the condition of the ship, in general?))
(10:15:50 PM) JusstinCase: [Chartreuse.]
(10:16:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (( Fairly battered, but a lot of it is superficial from the fighting that took place indoors. There's enough damage from the Klingon ships to warrant repairs though. ))
(10:17:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: in the flag office, catching up on what happened while they were incommunicado ::
(10:17:30 PM) CdrHarper [CdrHarper@] entered the room.
(10:18:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: in her office, doing more forms, requisitions, medical restrictions...freakin electronic paperwork ::
(10:18:47 PM) CdrHarper: :: wanders into sickbay, bearing chocolate ::
(10:19:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: puts down the reports and enters the bridge :: Report.
(10:19:24 PM) JusstinCase: ::probably playing pong::
(10:19:30 PM) CharitySuite: :: picking up stuff from the floor:: Crimeny willikers, there's enuff crap that's fallen and busted ta fill a dumster.
(10:19:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiya Kate, here for your checkup?
(10:19:51 PM) CdrTKirr: :: mans the Bridge, reaching up to rub her tired eyes at following so many lines of repair for so long from her chair's armrest panel ::
(10:20:09 PM) CdrHarper: Yes, I brought you this. Figured you'd been at the paperwork a long time.
(10:20:16 PM) CdrHarper: :: hands her chocolate ::
(10:20:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Bribery?
(10:20:31 PM) CharitySuite: ::sniffs:: Ah smell choklit!
(10:20:51 PM) JusstinCase: ::notices the internal chocolate sensor spikes::
(10:20:58 PM) JusstinCase: Hmm. Someone somewhere has something sweet.
(10:21:00 PM) CdrHarper: I'm shocked that you would suggest that!
(10:21:04 PM) CharitySuite: :: tosses several shattered padds into the bin headed for the recycler::
(10:21:19 PM) CdrHarper: Just a gift for my friend.
(10:21:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Well hop up on the bio bed and lets see if you're chocolate stays or goes home with you.
(10:21:39 PM) gsong [] entered the room.
(10:21:41 PM) CdrHarper: :: hops up on the biobed ::
(10:21:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Hey Glenn!)
(10:21:47 PM) CdrTKirr: :: blinks and perks an eyebrow, looking over at Case, wondering if he meant to say that out loud ::
(10:21:52 PM) gsong is now known as RyanCarter
(10:21:55 PM) RyanCarter: (what's up)
(10:22:03 PM) CharitySuite: ((Glink!)
(10:22:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Lay down and relax, you know the drill.
(10:22:32 PM) CdrHarper: :: lays down and relaxes, knowing the drill ::
(10:22:41 PM) RyanCarter: ::is somewhere doing something.::
(10:23:03 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: taps all the buttons to make the scan 'go'...waits for it to finish ::
(10:23:05 PM) RyanCarter: ::presumably with someone, or perhaps someones::
(10:23:14 PM) CdrTKirr: :: hears the Flag Office doors swoosh and looks over, meeting Ian's request :: We're approaching Starbase Vinland. :: her face softens as she looks Blackthorne over :: I was just about to call you.
(10:23:18 PM) JusstinCase: ::generally oblivious to other happenings on the bridge::
(10:23:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Notify approach control.
(10:23:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Give me a shipwide channel.
(10:24:03 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks over the scan results...walks over to her desk and opens the chocolate and has a piece :: Chocolate is staying!
(10:24:04 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods and opens the channel ::
(10:24:12 PM) CdrHarper: And I'm going? :: hopeful ::
(10:24:24 PM) CharitySuite: ::chucks some ripped sheets and some glass stuff into the garbage bin::
(10:24:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yep, you're returning to light duty, the key word being 'LIGHT'.
(10:24:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Shipwide+ This is the Admiral. We are about to arrive at Starbase Vinland for repairs and possible debriefings. You are all free to go ashore, but remember, that our last mission was extremely classified.
(10:25:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: If you havent messed anything up in a couple of days you'll be released. :: pays attention ::
(10:25:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Shipwide+ You are not to speak of what happened to anyone that is not of Commodore rank or higher, and then only if asked.
(10:25:18 PM) CdrHarper: :: listens as she gets the good news ::
(10:25:24 PM) CdrTKirr: ( Got it? Not just a little classified, but a lot. )
(10:25:27 PM) CharitySuite: ::looks up:: Hmmmm. Sounds like his butt's missin'.
(10:25:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight [] entered the room.
(10:25:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +Shipwide+ Blackthorne out.
(10:25:54 PM) JusstinCase: ::clears his throat:: Uh, Admiral?
(10:25:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (hiya Mike)
(10:26:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes, Mr. Case?
(10:26:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Evening.)
(10:26:18 PM) JusstinCase: I just got a text message from the Vinland JAG office.
(10:26:22 PM) CdrTKirr: ( Welcome! We've just been granted shore leave. )
(10:26:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Sweet.)
(10:26:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: irritated :: And?
(10:26:45 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks from Case to Blackthorne ::
(10:26:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: takes a piece of chocolate out of the box and hands it to Charity :: You raided my stash, but I'm willing to share a piece.
(10:27:06 PM) CharitySuite: Ashore, huh?
(10:27:06 PM) CdrHarper: So light duty. No high-G turns?
(10:27:24 PM) JusstinCase: And they'd like to transfer Commander ... Snodgrass immediately. He's requesting a meeting with you.
(10:27:29 PM) CharitySuite: ::grins and takes the proffered chocolate:: It were an emergency, Ah swear.
(10:27:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Snodgrass? You have to be kidding me.
(10:27:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Looks at Kate :: Right, now beat it...
(10:27:51 PM) CdrHarper: :: flees sickbay! ::
(10:28:04 PM) JusstinCase: That's what it says on the paperwork. ::shrugs::
(10:28:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: No one's actually named that.
(10:28:46 PM) CdrHarper: That chocolate was sacrificed for a good cause.
(10:28:57 PM) RyanCarter: :;busy making repairs to things::
(10:29:14 PM) JusstinCase: Well, you do outrank him, sir. You could order him to change his name.
(10:29:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Riiiight...a chocolate you should go ashore, we'll let the new crew clean up. I want a long hot bath with LOTS of bubbles.
(10:29:33 PM) CdrTKirr: :: shares a discreet glance at Blackthorne and looks back to her repair reports for the thirty-third time ::
(10:30:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: goes to take helm, then remembers :: Ah... T'Kirr, have you ever piloted a starship into spacedock?
(10:30:48 PM) CharitySuite: ::eyes wide:: Wow, that shore sounds good!
(10:30:49 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks up, confused for a moment :: I... :: starts again, more quietly :: In simulation, sir.
(10:31:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: shoos away the redshirt :: Take her in, then.
(10:31:21 PM) JusstinCase: ::coughs:: Uh, sir?
(10:31:25 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: sits down center-seat ::
(10:31:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: What.
(10:31:57 PM) RyanCarter: ::wonders why omega is such a secret, you'd think astrophysicist would have individually detected omega particles and did independent studies on them and that an entirely naturally occurring particle wouldn't be kept classified by a singular organization::
(10:31:57 PM) CharitySuite: ::eyes the chocolate:: Them are awf'lly small choklits ...
(10:32:01 PM) CdrTKirr: :: swallows and moves to the helm, seeming unsure of herself but determined. With a last look at Blackthorne she sits and takes the controls ::
(10:32:03 PM) JusstinCase: What should I tell the JAG?
(10:32:18 PM) Percy [] entered the room.
(10:32:22 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Shoos Suite out of Sickbay :: Go pack or grab your day bag...and buy some chocolate while you're out.
(10:32:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Hi Percy!)
(10:32:25 PM) CdrTKirr: :: thinks to herself :: This is a big ship...
(10:32:40 PM) Percy: (Hi guys! Mike should be on soon)
(10:32:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Tell them I'll schedule a meeting when I have time, and that all personnel assignments to this vessel will be subject to my approval.
(10:32:55 PM) CharitySuite: (Hey Rachel!)
(10:33:02 PM) RyanCarter: (( Hey Percy ))
(10:33:22 PM) RyanCarter: ::to a random nearby ensign:: I wonder how much of the universe is actually comprised of omega particles.
(10:33:32 PM) JusstinCase: Err ... yes, sir ...
(10:33:43 PM) CdrTKirr: Approval received from approach control, permission to dock, Admiral.
(10:33:47 PM) RyanCarter: Ensign> ::eyes wide:: We... ::looking around:: should we be talking about this?
(10:33:53 PM) JusstinCase: ... the JAG office is ... um ... rather insistent ...
(10:34:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Gives her a chocolate 'to go' :: Now the rest of these are getting stashed. :: puts them in her drawer and locks it ::
(10:34:11 PM) CharitySuite: Hmmph. :: gets shooed out of SickBay::
(10:34:14 PM) RyanCarter: Well, somebody out there, somewhere, must have independently discovered the omega particle right?
(10:34:23 PM) CharitySuite: ::with a chocolate!!::
(10:34:25 PM) RyanCarter: Ensign> You mean the Klingons?
(10:34:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Permission granted, Commander.
(10:34:52 PM) RyanCarter: Well, yes, but I mean like a scientist...someone who scans spacetime for various particles.
(10:34:57 PM) Percy: :: Percy walks into Engineering with the intent to do some repairs.::
(10:34:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Tell the JAG office that I will be evaluating candidates for assignment to Atlantis as staff JAG.
(10:35:01 PM) RyanCarter: Ensign> :;a bit freaked, what if someone hears::
(10:35:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And then close the damn channel.
(10:35:13 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sails Atlantis forward towards the dock, locking her into standard automatic sequences like a good little Vulcan ::
(10:35:16 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: writes a quick note for the incoming cleanup crew, heads off to her quarters to pack a bag ::
(10:35:33 PM) JusstinCase: ... Yes, sir ...
(10:35:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (If I recall correctly, most instances of Omega involve artificial means of creating it. I honestly can't recall if it DOES occur naturally.)
(10:36:13 PM) CdrTKirr: ( It's rather vague )
(10:36:17 PM) RyanCarter: we should do a google search.
(10:36:20 PM) JusstinCase: You'll understand if I give them your number, instead of mine.
(10:36:35 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: watches the approach ::
(10:37:10 PM) RyanCarter: But I bet they don't call it an omega particle, maybe it's called something else.
(10:37:14 PM) CdrTKirr: :: eases Atlantis clear of the doors and slows her down to a smooth, controlled drift towards the docking arms ::
(10:37:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (It's only speculated to have occurred naturally during the moment of the Big Bang ))
(10:38:20 PM) RyanCarter: Ens> What if it's not naturally occurring? What if it's artificial?
(10:38:46 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> Atlantis shudders gratefully as the docking clamps secure her hull to the Starbase.
(10:38:48 PM) RyanCarter: :; shrugs :: then I guess I was wrong.
(10:39:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Well flown, Commander. Engage moorings and transfer to Starbase power.
(10:39:05 PM) CdrTKirr: Power transfer intitiating.
(10:39:55 PM) CharitySuite: +Jusstin, Ryan+ Hey guys, wanna go do something on the starbase?
(10:40:26 PM) JusstinCase: +Charity+ Yes! I don't want to be around when this Snotweed guy from JAG shows up.
(10:40:28 PM) RyanCarter: it then makes me wonder... if other cultures decided to make omega, and then weaponize it, what would they gain by, say, detonating a weaponized omega particle bomb? The spacetime would be completely worthless to them. I mean sure, if they want total destruction of another civilization, that's fine, but if they planned to conquer another race, what' the point.
(10:40:29 PM) CdrTKirr: Moorings and power transfer complete. :: looks down at her console, wondering what to do next for a moment, then gets up and stands near the Chair ::
(10:41:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Secure all stations.
(10:41:34 PM) RyanCarter: Unless... that other race has a new form of FTL travel, one that by-passes warp theory. ::grins::
(10:41:53 PM) RyanCarter: and the whole notion of subspace and hyperspace...
(10:41:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: gets up and crosses to the FO door ::
(10:42:01 PM) RyanCarter: Ens> Your commbadge...
(10:42:02 PM) Percy: :: Finds herself elbow deep in power arrays, and smiles:: Damn it is good to be back at work.
(10:42:06 PM) RyanCarter: What? +taps+ What's up?
(10:42:15 PM) CdrHarper: :: arrives back at her quarters and almost starts to change into a uniform, then realizes they've docked and she doesn't have duty! ::
(10:42:15 PM) RyanCarter: +Charity+ Hello.
(10:42:37 PM) CdrTKirr: :: checks the repair reports again, having enjoyed her little distraction ::
(10:43:01 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: enters the Flag Office and sits down heavily behind the desk ::
(10:43:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::::Not on the bridge, has been in his office all before and throughout approach, writing letters to the several dozen families bereft of a son or daughter after the casualties inflicted on his marines. However, he DOES look up curiously at the decidedly standard issue approach. No Blackthorne style sudden deceleration.:: Well, I'll be darned.
(10:43:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sends a note to Kate asking if she wants to go for drinks at the hotel bar ::
(10:43:25 PM) CdrTKirr: ( lol )\
(10:43:38 PM) CdrHarper: :: sees her console blink and reads the note, replies in the affirmative ::
(10:43:40 PM) JusstinCase: +Charity+ What did you have in mind?
(10:43:51 PM) CharitySuite: +Jusstin, Ryan+ Ah'll meet you at th' dock in ten minutes. Any ideas on whut ta do?
(10:43:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: working on a few of those letters himself ::
(10:44:30 PM) CdrTKirr: :: seeing that everything is in order, scans the remaining Bridge crew :: Well done, everyone. Finish up your duties and enjoy your shore leave.
(10:44:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: heads to the exit, having completed her letters ::
(10:44:47 PM) RyanCarter: ::snorts:: I bet we've got top men trying to weaponize omega now. You know... how much of a damn secret could it be? There has to be a particle detector onboard, software or hardware that will list out the specifications to make a match with an omega particle. We'd either have to dump out the entire machine instruction code and reassemble it byte by byte to figure out the assembly code for an omega detector or hack the hardware
(10:44:47 PM) RyanCarter: circuitry. Even if it uses that flag command bullshit, we should be able to find something out.
(10:44:48 PM) JusstinCase: +Charity+ Hehe! I asked first!
(10:45:26 PM) CdrTKirr: :: notices Case is already distracted by shore leave and perks an amused eyebrow in his direction before crossing to the FO and chiming ::
(10:45:48 PM) CharitySuite: ::laughs and gets to her quarters, timidly accessing with a fresh baggie of treats:: +Jusstin, Ryan+ Ah dunno ... how 'bout bowlin'?
(10:45:50 PM) Raknar [] entered the room.
(10:46:03 PM) RyanCarter: ::pats the ensign on the shoulder:: You should look for it.
(10:46:13 PM) RyanCarter: Ens> I, I should? ::looks around:: Why me?
(10:46:27 PM) RyanCarter: Ens> That's treason!
(10:46:58 PM) CdrHarper: Enter.
(10:47:01 PM) Percy: (Where are Carter and the Ensign?)
(10:47:07 PM) RyanCarter: ::pats him on the shoulder again and shrugs:: I guess I'm going bowling.
(10:47:15 PM) RyanCarter: (( standing where everyone in engineering can hear them! ))
(10:47:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Enter.
(10:47:23 PM) CdrHarper: :: didn't just say enter ::
(10:47:33 PM) CharitySuite: ::carefully pets Cuppin' Cakes and feeds her some treats deferentially::
(10:47:57 PM) CdrTKirr: :: enters and approaches the desk, seeming relaxed :: It's possible Atlantis wasn't up to one of your landings in her state anyway.
(10:48:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: makes a beeline for the nice hotel and gets her nifty suite back, heads up for a quick shower before meeting Kate ::
(10:48:12 PM) JusstinCase: Cuppin' Cakes> ::decides not to destroy the sleep-number bed, for the time being::
(10:48:24 PM) RyanCarter: ::checks out of his login terminal::
(10:48:31 PM) Percy: :: Frowns and looks up from her work at Carter and the Ensign, before standing and approaching::
(10:48:54 PM) RyanCarter: Ens> Uh... you don't actually want me to find that out?
(10:49:09 PM) Percy: I certainly don't. That clear?
(10:49:10 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Realizing that they've docked, McKnight puts the letters on hold for the moment and stands, grimacing at the cracking of his back as he stretches it. Too long in the chair. But it's time to rectify that, he reflects as he crosses out into C&C:: Montrose, you have the house. Pick a skeleton crew, and dismiss everyone else, then wait for
(10:49:17 PM) RyanCarter: Just sayin' how much of a secret can it be if we all have hardware and software to detect it?
(10:49:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: leans back :: You're probably right.
(10:49:37 PM) Percy: Enough that you shouldn't be talking in the open air about it, Carter. That's an order.
(10:49:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Starfleet Security to get here. I'll be seeing to the casket transfer.
(10:49:48 PM) RyanCarter: Fine.
(10:50:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (You missed the shipwide annoucement to STFU unless anyone with a Commodore or above rank asks you about the mission or Omega. ))
(10:50:18 PM) RyanCarter: (( no I didn't ))
(10:50:44 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Montrose> Yes, sir. But, uh...turbolift to the cargo bay is that way.
(10:50:49 PM) JusstinCase: +Charity, Ryan+ Bowling sounds splendid!
(10:50:52 PM) CharitySuite: ::changes into jeans and a Firefly T-shirt, puts her hair up in a ponytail and brushes Cuppin'Cakes until she refuses to be brushed anymore::
(10:50:55 PM) CdrHarper: :: pulls on a nice pair of jeans and a shirt, heads out toward the dock ::
(10:50:57 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yes, Captain. I do believe that's correct.
(10:51:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Heads into the brig.::
(10:51:34 PM) Percy: Ensign, you just get back to work. I want a full report on the status of the ship before you head ashore.
(10:51:47 PM) RyanCarter: Ens> Y, yes ma'am... ::scurries off::
(10:51:59 PM) RyanCarter: Ens> ::thinks that Carter's crazy::
(10:52:01 PM) CdrTKirr: :: perches on the edge of the desk, looking down at Blackthorne :: How are you?
(10:52:11 PM) JusstinCase: ::jaunts down to the designated meeting place::
(10:53:02 PM) RyanCarter: ::can hear Charity and Case talking about going bowling::
(10:53:06 PM) RyanCarter: ::over his combadge::
(10:53:14 PM) RyanCarter: ::but hasn't made a move to leave or anything::
(10:53:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Lucky.
(10:53:26 PM) CharitySuite: :: slips on her sneakers and heads to the dock::
(10:53:29 PM) JusstinCase: [We could site-to-site transport you, Ryan.]
(10:53:33 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pulls on some comfy slacks and Tshirt and head to meet Kate ::
(10:53:44 PM) RyanCarter: (( you totally could! ))
(10:54:12 PM) CdrTKirr: :: just sits, studying him ::
(10:54:32 PM) CharitySuite: :: sees Jusstin:: Hey there!
(10:54:32 PM) Percy: :: She looks to Carter:: I'm assuming you were heading onto the Vinland?
(10:54:35 PM) CdrTKirr: I'm here if you need to talk about anything.
(10:54:38 PM) JusstinCase: Charity!
(10:54:42 PM) RyanCarter: Unless you want me to do anything else.
(10:55:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I know.
(10:55:06 PM) Percy: No, no. You've done enough over the last few days. Have fun.
(10:55:17 PM) Percy: (Brb, need to restart compy quick.)
(10:55:20 PM) CharitySuite: ::gives him a quick hug:; Feels like Ah ain't seen you in years! How'd you do after that lil' bump on th' haid?
(10:55:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm amazed that I still hold my rank.
(10:55:31 PM) JusstinCase: ...
(10:55:33 PM) JusstinCase: What bump?
(10:55:35 PM) RyanCarter: :: nods:: Alright. ::heads off to find Charity and Case
(10:55:39 PM) RyanCarter: ::
(10:55:40 PM) CdrHarper: :: exits Atlantis and appears in the hotel bar ::
(10:55:45 PM) Percy left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).
(10:55:55 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sighs, looking at the wall :: So am I.
(10:55:58 PM) CharitySuite: (whoops, was that Ryan?)
(10:56:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Gets to the cell he wants in short order, the brig not being all that huge a place, and punches in the deactivation code for the force field:: On your feet, soldier. We've got work to do.
(10:56:27 PM) RyanCarter: CMeyers> ::catches up with Carter, before he leaves engineering:: I can't believe you did that!
(10:56:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: It was the Kobayashi Maru in there.
(10:57:11 PM) JusstinCase: [I'm playing the amnesia card. :-D]
(10:57:13 PM) RyanCarter: ::finger to lips, and shushes her as he enters the TL, doors shut::
(10:57:32 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: There were a few sympathetic voices, but I thought they were going to take me out back and shoot me.
(10:57:42 PM) RyanCarter: CMeyers> ::watches the doors shut, crosses her arms, thinks: "what an asshat." ::
(10:57:44 PM) CharitySuite: (hehe)
(10:57:49 PM) CdrTKirr: :: ponders on the highest of political games for a few moments before frowning down at him :: In what way?
(10:57:58 PM) RyanCarter: ::goes to the airlock and looks for Charity and Case::
(10:58:24 PM) JusstinCase: So.
(10:58:24 PM) CdrTKirr: ( That was asking to your previous statement )
(10:58:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: The situation itself was no-win. If I had done as they thought I should, I would have been in the same Flagstaff for not obeying the Omega Directive.
(10:58:29 PM) JusstinCase: ... What's bowling?
(10:58:40 PM) CharitySuite: ::blinks:: Yer kiddin me, right?
(10:58:45 PM) RyanCarter: ::sees Charity and Case:: Bowling?
(10:58:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Sees Kate and waves ::
(10:58:50 PM) RyanCarter: Seriously?
(10:59:04 PM) CdrHarper: :: looks around and sees Kate, heads over :: Hi Rox. So I'm alright to drink?
(10:59:04 PM) JusstinCase: Does it have something to do with noodles?
(10:59:12 PM) RyanCarter: It's played with a little plastic motion sensing controller right?
(10:59:12 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods in agreement :: It seems even in no-win situations, you still do.
(10:59:23 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (That' interesting interpretation.)
(10:59:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yep, just dont stress those innards with flying and you'll be fine.
(10:59:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: This still doesn't feel like a victory.
(10:59:48 PM) CharitySuite: Hey Ryan! ::gives him a quick hug:: How you feelin'?
(10:59:58 PM) RyanCarter: I guess I'm in a mood today. ::grins::
(11:00:20 PM) RyanCarter: I was messing with some of the n00bs in engineering.
(11:00:25 PM) JusstinCase: ::thinks Ryan's hug was longer than his::
(11:00:25 PM) CharitySuite: Uh oh. Sounds like we'd better find a bowlin' alley with a bar.
(11:00:26 PM) Raknar: Sir? ::He asks even as he stands as ordered.::
(11:00:39 PM) JusstinCase: I like noodles.
(11:00:46 PM) JusstinCase: Especially with a bar nearby.
(11:00:50 PM) RyanCarter: ::his hug was totally longer than Justin's::
(11:01:26 PM) RyanCarter: CMeyers> ::back in the trenches, up to her neck in putting little things and bits together::
(11:01:26 PM) CharitySuite: Noodles sound good, too ... mebbe there's a good Pho place around?
(11:01:41 PM) JusstinCase: Why would we want faux noodles?
(11:01:41 PM) CdrHarper: Alright, I won't. It's just good to be out!
(11:01:44 PM) CdrTKirr: :: leans casually on the table :: Of the options available, you chose the best course we could strive for.
(11:01:53 PM) RyanCarter: There's Galactic Noodle, they serve 1001 different noodle dishes.
(11:01:59 PM) CharitySuite: ::takes their arms and waltzes out the airlock onto the Starbase with them::
(11:02:22 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Another run like these last two and I'll be looking for a new ship. Man its been rough.
(11:02:41 PM) CharitySuite: Well, Pho is good noodles ... unless you's wantin' Italian noodles?
(11:02:49 PM) RyanCarter: If I remember there's a Santa Ramen hidden in a corner somewhere.
(11:02:54 PM) CdrHarper: :: nods sympathetically :: Yeah, tell me abou tit.
(11:02:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I believe you'll have to talk to Blackthorne for all the details, but the important thing I understand is that since there's not going to be a war, the Empire is no longer our enemy, and the reason for your shift of loyalty no longer applies. Now, someone on your side has seen fit for you to stay here, so the question is, do you recognize my authority?
(11:03:01 PM) RyanCarter: You can't beat their pork ramen.
(11:03:05 PM) JusstinCase: ... I'm confused.
(11:03:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks up at her for a long moment ::
(11:03:34 PM) JusstinCase: We're going to eat faux noodles in an alley by a bar at a restaurant owned by a guy named Raymond?
(11:03:47 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks back ::
(11:03:57 PM) Raknar: ::Nods, agitation and confusion evident in his features, but not given voice.:: I shall fight for you once more, to the death if necessary.
(11:04:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And I'll work hard on believing that again. For now, it's enough that I have a job for you. So come on.
(11:05:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Too many are dead.
(11:05:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hmm, wonder if they have any new games, I'll make a trip by the store and check tomorrow.
(11:05:25 PM) CharitySuite: ::looks at Jusstin:: You got hit harder on the head than we thought, didn't ya?
(11:05:29 PM) JusstinCase: ::looks between Ryan and Charity::
(11:05:40 PM) CdrHarper: You can't find a new ship, you know.
(11:05:48 PM) CdrTKirr: :: breaks eye contact for a moment :: It was inevitable.
(11:05:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I cant?
(11:06:23 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::And with that, he DOES make for the turbolift, though he of course has to pass through security on the way. Rak'nar, of course, stoically resists the looks, which range from neutral to wary to borderline murderous. McKnight, however, comes to an abrupt stop, making eye contact with as many as he can.::
(11:06:44 PM) RyanCarter: I guess I can't convince you to eat Tontaksu Ramen, huh?
(11:06:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: remembers and quickly sends a PADD note to Percy, clearing her for shore leave, drinking and anything not strenuous::
(11:06:49 PM) RyanCarter: I guess Pho it is.
(11:07:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yeah, that's a Klingon. Not one of you can say you haven't seen one before. Minds and eyes on your damn work, understood?
(11:07:19 PM) JusstinCase: ::blinks hard::
(11:07:21 PM) CdrHarper: Well, I almost died, and I'm not looking for anywhere else.
(11:07:26 PM) Percy [] entered the room.
(11:07:34 PM) CharitySuite: AH think Galactic Noodle should have sumpin' we all can eat. Down this way.
(11:07:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Immediately resumes his journey to the accompaniment of a collective "Sir!"::
(11:08:04 PM) Percy: (Back, finally)
(11:08:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (repeats because percy wasnt here! :: remembers and quickly sends a PADD note to Percy, clearing her for shore leave, drinking and anything not strenuous::)
(11:08:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (WB!)
(11:08:37 PM) RyanCarter: I hear they have this crazy Cardassian-Asian fusion thing at Galactic Noodle... some kind of Vole omelet stir fry thing.
(11:09:06 PM) JusstinCase: ... Isn't a vole like a huge version of a naked mole rat?
(11:09:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Maybe, but two missions in a row with high casualties.
(11:09:26 PM) RyanCarter: yeah, I think it comes in a double sized bowl.
(11:09:50 PM) RyanCarter: I hear the stew the head and entrails giving the broth a distinct...gamey taste.
(11:09:53 PM) CharitySuite: There it is! First round of drinks is on me! After that, you guys kin take th' blame fer gettin' us drunk. ::laughs and heads into the noodle shop::
(11:10:08 PM) RyanCarter: ((they stew..))
(11:10:10 PM) JusstinCase: ::tastes bile::
(11:10:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes, but the damn paperwork is making me crazy...forms for everything.
(11:10:20 PM) RyanCarter: I kinda want to try it, but it's a huge dish.
(11:10:30 PM) CdrHarper: That's a constant no matter what ship you're on.
(11:10:56 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sits back up :: You've served for a long time. Keep a hold on what's normal, and why you're here.
(11:10:58 PM) CharitySuite: ::looks at Ryan:: You can always take the leftovers with ya.
(11:11:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: More deaths, more paperwork.
(11:11:13 PM) Percy: :: Looks down at her PADD:: Well that's good to know. ::fixes a few last arrays before sending a PADD message to McKnight:: +McKnight+ You free to roam the Vinland yet? Or do you have big stron man work to do?
(11:11:20 PM) CharitySuite: Share it with th' folks in Engineerin'.
(11:11:20 PM) RyanCarter: Good point.
(11:11:45 PM) RyanCarter: Good idea, I'm sure Cat'll love it. She loves all kinds of weird food.
(11:11:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: When you're so heavily questioned for following orders, it makes me wonder why I'm here.
(11:12:02 PM) JusstinCase: Cat?
(11:12:13 PM) CharitySuite: ::gets a table:: Cat? Who's Cat?
(11:12:18 PM) JusstinCase: I thought Charity was the only one with a cat.
(11:12:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Besides, Johnny is getting kinda freaked out, hes so sweet.
(11:12:28 PM) Raknar: (Um...he probably won't get that for awhile. He's not carrying a PADD or at a computer terminal.)
(11:12:39 PM) CdrHarper: Aww.
(11:12:58 PM) RyanCarter: ::to Justin:: You met her that day when when we were cleaning up the equipment in the main deflector room. ensign Catherine Meyers.
(11:13:01 PM) Percy: (Oh right!)
(11:13:08 PM) CharitySuite: ::smiles at the little Asian waiter who comes to get their drink orders:: Ah'll have a TALL rummin'Diet Coke, please.
(11:13:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Sweet and he keeps Gramps off my back, what more could a girl ask for?
(11:13:24 PM) Percy: :: Well, then she comms him!:: Psst.
(11:13:28 PM) JusstinCase: Scotch and soda, please.
(11:13:31 PM) Raknar: May I ask then, sir, what exactly this work is?
(11:13:39 PM) Percy: (Or rather) +McKnight+ Pssst.
(11:13:40 PM) RyanCarter: I'll have some water.
(11:13:43 PM) JusstinCase: Ahh, so you and the ensign are on an abbreviated first name basis, now?
(11:13:55 PM) CharitySuite: Nuh-uh. Git sumpin' ta enjoy.
(11:14:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Taps his comm badge:: +Percy+ One moment, please.
(11:14:10 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sighs again :: If you ask me, I've come to realize it is part of the job. If it helps, I don't think anyone else could be doing it any better.
(11:14:14 PM) RyanCarter: Uh... :: shrugs:: Yeah, so?
(11:14:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: You're biased.
(11:14:38 PM) CharitySuite: He'll have a large bottle of hot sake, thanks
(11:14:39 PM) CdrTKirr: :: perks a brow :: Indeed.
(11:14:54 PM) CdrHarper: Yeah, that does sound nice.
(11:15:01 PM) Percy: +McKnight+ Yes, sir.
(11:15:04 PM) RyanCarter: sake sounds good after all.
(11:15:18 PM) CdrHarper: :: sits at the bar ::
(11:15:24 PM) CharitySuite: LAW>::bows and scurries off to get their drinks, having left scrolls of menus on the table::
(11:15:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I am not looking forward to having a JAG looking over my shoulder every minute.
(11:15:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hmmm...I'll be right back...order me another? :: walks over to the concierge and has a short discussion ::
(11:15:52 PM) RyanCarter: I'm getting this Cardie-Asian vole thing.
(11:16:13 PM) RyanCarter: it's either going to be fucking gross or awesome.
(11:16:18 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks displeased :: Neither am I.
(11:16:21 PM) JusstinCase: Either way it'll be a memory, yes?
(11:16:23 PM) CharitySuite: ::unrolls the scoll and looks at the looooong list:: Wow.
(11:16:27 PM) RyanCarter: Oh yeah.
(11:16:31 PM) CdrHarper: :: motions to the bartender for a couple of drinks ::
(11:16:36 PM) JusstinCase: Awwright, I'm in!
(11:16:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: All the Klingons onboard from that clusterfuck, alive or dead, present company excepted, are aboard the Ja'trang and bound for Qu'onos. Now, we're to officially transfer our own 147 dead to Starbase Vinland while similar transport is arranged.
(11:16:50 PM) CdrTKirr: :: extends her hand, covering Ian's :: I'll be here with you.
(11:16:53 PM) RyanCarter: ::opens the scroll:: goddamn. That is a menu.
(11:17:04 PM) JusstinCase: ::may have found additional courage in his old-fashioned glass::
(11:17:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: returns :: Have any plans while you're ashore?
(11:17:29 PM) Raknar: ::He allows silence to reign for almost a full minute, before he finally asks the question he can't restrain.:: Then...why would you want me of all people present for such a thing?
(11:17:34 PM) CdrHarper: :: slides over her drink :: I didn't expect to actually get out before shoreleave.
(11:17:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: thats a no? :: grins ::
(11:17:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: squeezes her hand :: Thank you.
(11:18:08 PM) CdrHarper: :: snickers and nods ::
(11:18:20 PM) CdrTKirr: :: peers at the paperwork on his desk :: Can I help with anything?
(11:18:22 PM) Percy: :: Heads out to the Vinland, assuming that McKnight is busy with things.::
(11:18:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: These are all letters to families. They're my job.
(11:18:48 PM) CharitySuite: Ah didn't meet ennyone named Cat in Engineerin'. Is she cute? ::digs into the bowl of different-flavored edamame in the center of the table that's there instead of bread::
(11:18:51 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods solemnly ::
(11:19:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Just make sure the repairs go according to schedule.
(11:19:12 PM) CdrTKirr: Of course.
(11:19:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Well if you're not too busy, you can crash in my suite. I'm having a holo-projector hooked up to my new system, we can have a killing marathon!
(11:19:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: sighs and leans back :: No flying for six months... that was just insulting.
(11:19:32 PM) CdrTKirr: ( bad taste! )
(11:19:34 PM) CdrHarper: :: beams :: Reaaaaaaally?!
(11:19:56 PM) RyanCarter: She works down below... you know, the trenches. She's more of a hardware person. She's cute.
(11:20:01 PM) Raknar: Honestly? Because after what you pulled, orders or not, I kind of want to just take out my phaser and fry you on the spot. So, I guess I need you there to remind myself that in your own infuriatingly Klingon way, you tried to stop this. Tried a hell of a lot harder than anyone else involved. And I guess that gives you as much right to be there as anyone.
(11:20:16 PM) Raknar: (Crap. I hate these friggin tabs. But that was McKnight.)
(11:20:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (That was the best mistab ever)
(11:20:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah, I worked with these guys to get a really sweet system set up...AND we have room service!
(11:20:31 PM) JusstinCase: ::signals the waiter:: Another of these scotches, please!
(11:20:32 PM) RyanCarter: You know her work... ::to Charity:: She bashed my head in with a toolcase
(11:20:45 PM) JusstinCase: Wait, she what?
(11:20:45 PM) CdrHarper: Well then I wouldn't miss it for all the bees in China.
(11:20:51 PM) JusstinCase: I think I missed that one.
(11:21:11 PM) Raknar: ...Sir.
(11:21:11 PM) CharitySuite: ::whistles:: Damn ... she did that on purpose?
(11:21:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sighs :: "Tea in china" Kate...Tea.
(11:21:17 PM) CdrTKirr: It seems so. :: pauses, looking out the windows as little ships start circling Atlantis :: It's almost as if they're afraid to do something permanent or of consequence to you.
(11:21:38 PM) CdrHarper: What would you do with all the tea in China? It doesn't make sense.
(11:21:46 PM) RyanCarter: it was when we were under attack by the Klingons. I escaped into a Jefferies Tube and I met her hiding there. She thought I was a Klingon and ::makes a swinigng motion:: smacked me in the head with her toolcase.
(11:22:05 PM) JusstinCase: Spunky.
(11:22:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Classified nature of the mission. My community service will be publicized as Starfleet outreach, I'm sure.
(11:22:11 PM) RyanCarter: then we made our way to sickbay and Charity patched me up.
(11:22:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Care to help build Habitat for Humanity houses? :: smirks ::
(11:22:28 PM) CharitySuite: ::chomps on some wasabe-flavored edamame and immediately takes a big gulp of her rum and Coke::
(11:22:29 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods again in agreement ::
(11:22:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Well neither does 'bees'. In the early 17-18th century earth, China was famous for tea.
(11:22:36 PM) CdrHarper: Ahhh.
(11:22:49 PM) CdrTKirr: :: wait, what? :: Do what?
(11:22:54 PM) RyanCarter: ::eating edamame::
(11:22:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Nods and hits his comm badge.:: +Percy+ Commander, it looks like I'm going to be busy for the next little while, between various duties and all these letters I still need to write. Maybe we can meet for dinner later, though? Say...O'Hara'
(11:23:17 PM) CdrHarper: Either way, sounds fun.
(11:23:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: All the tea in China would make you rich, the bees would just be...painful.
(11:23:20 PM) CdrTKirr: ( omg I want a rum and Coke )
(11:23:28 PM) CharitySuite: Ah hope she nevah gits mad atcha, Ryan!
(11:23:29 PM) CdrHarper: But think of the money!
(11:23:32 PM) CdrHarper: Er, honey.
(11:23:50 PM) RyanCarter: Yeah I hope not. My skull still feels a bit dented.
(11:23:54 PM) CdrHarper: You can't make honey without bees, yes? Or is that catch flies?
(11:23:58 PM) CdrHarper: Why would you want to catch flies?
(11:23:58 PM) JusstinCase: I hope you never do anything to *make* her mad!
(11:24:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: s at 2100? It's a bit on the late side, I know, but I'm afraid it's just been a couple of those sort of days.
(11:24:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: giggles ::
(11:24:03 PM) RyanCarter: ::knocks his head with his knuckle::
(11:24:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Houses for homeless people.
(11:24:36 PM) Percy: :: Finds herself passing a sweets shop, and doesn't have to think twice to think twice as she hears the comm:: +McKnight+ Sure...I'm sure I'll find some way of occupying myself...
(11:24:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Lets get menus and order something sent up, finger food is always good.
(11:24:52 PM) CdrTKirr: :: blinks at him :: Is that what you will be doing?
(11:24:55 PM) Percy: :: She then goes to see how much a brick of chocolate actually costs.::
(11:25:01 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: One of many projects. Two thousand hours is a long time.
(11:25:02 PM) CharitySuite: ::makes a mental note to stick to the plain salted edamame, hopes her tongue recovers in time for the food::
(11:25:13 PM) CdrHarper: And booze?
(11:25:15 PM) JusstinCase: How can we help?
(11:25:29 PM) RyanCarter: ::has a bit too much wasabi, winces:: woo!
(11:25:54 PM) CdrTKirr: :: calculates ::
(11:25:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: The suite has a fully stocked bar, as it should for what we pay.
(11:26:00 PM) CharitySuite: LAW>::comes back for their order:: What you want?
(11:26:07 PM) CdrHarper: Ohhhhhh.....
(11:26:08 PM) RyanCarter: ::coughs and takes a sip of sake, doesn't totally help, but what the hell::
(11:26:08 PM) CdrTKirr: How will you have time among your other duties, I wonder?
(11:26:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Smiles a bit.:: +Percy+ I'll bet. McKnight out.
(11:26:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Make time, like I have to do for everything else.
(11:26:46 PM) RyanCarter: I want the Vole Omelet Ramen.
(11:27:20 PM) CdrTKirr: :: manages to look forlorn and abandoned without changing her expression ::
(11:27:20 PM) JusstinCase: Ditto!
(11:27:28 PM) CharitySuite: LAW>::writing:: You want that with Egg Beaters, chicken, duck, emu or goose?
(11:27:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: orders several finger-food types snacks and a veggie tray to be delivered to the suite ::
(11:27:40 PM) RyanCarter: Duck.
(11:27:58 PM) JusstinCase: Emu.
(11:28:01 PM) CharitySuite: LAW> Two order, or you split?
(11:28:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: There will always be time for us. :: locks eyes with her :: I promise.
(11:28:08 PM) RyanCarter: two orders.
(11:28:12 PM) RyanCarter: no split.
(11:28:31 PM) Percy: :: Makes her purchase, and is a little too pleased by the giant bow that is tied across it, before she goes and looks around the other shops and finds...a merry-go-round!::
(11:28:41 PM) JusstinCase: ::grasps for another scotch::
(11:28:43 PM) RyanCarter: oh and can I get some corn, butter, and a hardboiled egg.
(11:28:53 PM) JusstinCase: ::looks at Ryan::
(11:28:53 PM) CdrHarper: So what games do you have?
(11:28:59 PM) RyanCarter: ::to Charity:: You can't ever have too much egg.
(11:29:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: thinks about it and also has 2 large banana splits sent up ::
(11:29:06 PM) Percy: I...I really shouldn't...hmm...:: Looks left...looks right...and bolts for the merry-go-round with a little bit of a "whee!" sound::
(11:29:06 PM) CdrHarper: :: nursing her drink, going slowly on the new stomach ::
(11:29:12 PM) CharitySuite: LAW::writing:: What you want, girlie?
(11:29:12 PM) JusstinCase: I didn't realize that "boilermaker" referred to an engineer's stomach.
(11:29:13 PM) CdrTKirr: :: continues to stare at him, as if not convinced :: Perhaps I will have to join you during your community hours. I suppose I could always benefit from further architectural learning.
(11:29:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Admiral, McKnight here.
(11:29:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I brought all the ones we got last time we were here, havent had time to play any of 'em.
(11:29:35 PM) RyanCarter: ::nearly spits up hearing Charity called "girlie" ::
(11:29:41 PM) JusstinCase: ::snickers:: Girlie.
(11:29:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Go ahead, Colonel.
(11:30:26 PM) CharitySuite: Ah'll git th' chicken with hot sauce, extra snow peas
(11:30:35 PM) CharitySuite: An' rice noodles
(11:30:48 PM) CharitySuite: LAW> How hot you want it?
(11:30:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: finishes off her drink :: Lets go, they should have it set up by now.
(11:31:05 PM) CdrHarper: :: shrugs and tosses back the drink, figuring doctor's orders ::
(11:31:09 PM) CharitySuite: Well, Ah wawnt ta be able ta feel ma face afterwards.
(11:31:36 PM) CharitySuite: LAW>::mutters, writing, and walks away:: Tourists ...
(11:31:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Now that we've arrived, sir, I've arranged an honor guard for our dead, and we're ready to hand them over to Vinland for transport back home. I figured you'd want to be there.
(11:31:39 PM) JusstinCase: Don't worry. We can feel it for you.
(11:31:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: heads to the turbolator ::
(11:31:53 PM) CdrTKirr: :: listens ::
(11:32:08 PM) RyanCarter: You know they're going to make it hot.
(11:32:18 PM) CharitySuite: (I really have to go, sorry, we picking up here next week?)
(11:32:18 PM) RyanCarter: your tongue'll be numb.
(11:32:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Yeah, we'll still be on the starbase.)
(11:32:34 PM) CharitySuite: (kk, night all)
(11:32:40 PM) RyanCarter: (( Night Charity ))
(11:32:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Night!)
(11:32:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (night)
(11:32:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Yes, Commander T'Kirr and I will be there shortly. Where is this?
(11:33:11 PM) Percy: :: Rides atop a white unicorn, no longer worrying particularly if people will see::
(11:33:14 PM) Percy: (G'night Gem!)
(11:33:22 PM) CharitySuite left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).
(11:33:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Night Charity!)
(11:33:26 PM) RyanCarter: ::to Justin:: How're things with you.
(11:33:38 PM) JusstinCase: I think they're good.
(11:33:54 PM) JusstinCase: You know that new Goth bloke in science?
(11:33:55 PM) JusstinCase: Fiasco?
(11:34:06 PM) RyanCarter: Yeah, yeah, he came with you that one time.
(11:34:11 PM) RyanCarter: How's that guy working out for you?
(11:34:29 PM) CdrHarper: :: follows along, can't wait to play ::
(11:34:40 PM) JusstinCase: Not bad.
(11:34:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ ::His jaw tightens a bit, though his tone doesn't change.:: Where the caskets are, sir. Cargo bay one. We'll all be beaming right over. I made the arrangements with Commander Bleys on the way here.
(11:34:52 PM) JusstinCase: I reprogrammed his personal console to display Hello Kitty graphics.
(11:35:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh and I had them send up a couple of movies just in case we get to tired or drunk.
(11:35:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ On our way. Blackthorne out.
(11:35:26 PM) RyanCarter: oh yeah, he's into that? You know there's a helly kitty store here, you can probably get him something.
(11:35:27 PM) CdrHarper: Both are likely, knowing us.
(11:35:34 PM) RyanCarter: (hello )
(11:35:37 PM) CdrTKirr: ( I SO read Case's text as McKnight's continuation... )
(11:35:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: laughs ::
(11:35:47 PM) Percy: (lmao)
(11:35:51 PM) RyanCarter: (LOL)
(11:36:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks at T'Kirr then heads out toward the TL ::
(11:36:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: True, at least we dont have to stumble home.
(11:36:12 PM) CdrTKirr: :: follows, solemn ::
(11:36:30 PM) JusstinCase: ... Er, actually, it's my way of torturing him.
(11:36:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Deck 17.
(11:36:51 PM) CdrHarper: That's the best part!
(11:36:56 PM) RyanCarter: sounds like fun.
(11:37:06 PM) CdrTKirr: :: grabs up Blackthorne's hand and squeezes a moment before they arrive at deck ::
(11:37:16 PM) RyanCarter: I got that guy named Puddington in engineering, he seems kinda screwy
(11:37:57 PM) JusstinCase: We should put the two together and see what happens.
(11:38:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Mutters under his breath:: His orders put them here. Orders or not, he could at least remember what room it is.
(11:38:09 PM) RyanCarter: I'll drink to that. ::raises his glass::
(11:38:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: enters the suite to find everything set up and room service arranging snacks :: Good timing! :: signs for everything:: You have the far bed, make yourself comfy.
(11:39:01 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: exits the TL and heads to the cargo bay ::
(11:39:22 PM) CdrTKirr: :: follows to Blackthorne's side and just behind ::
(11:39:28 PM) Percy: :: Finally gets off the merry-go-round, and goes looking for new and interesting gadgets and gizmos::
(11:39:31 PM) CdrHarper: :: dives on the bed :: Mmm, this is sinfully comfortable.
(11:39:42 PM) JusstinCase: ::slurps::
(11:39:48 PM) CdrTKirr: Unicorn > :: whinnies after Percy, forlorn ::
(11:40:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: finds himself grateful that T'Kirr is around as he enters the cargo bay to find the rows of caskets ::
(11:40:22 PM) RyanCarter: ::wonders how long charity will take in the restroom... must be taking a number 2::
(11:40:27 PM) CdrTKirr: :: looks over the room's contents, emotionless ::
(11:41:06 PM) JusstinCase: Maybe she found a friend in there? ::notices Ryan's glances toward the restroom::
(11:41:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah, they like to keep the Carres happy here, so far we keep coming back. :: laughs ::
(11:41:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: borrows some Vulcan stoicism and sets his face in stone as he surveys the room ::
(11:41:07 PM) Percy: :: Frowns:: I'm SORRY Gracie, but there's only so much riding I can do!
(11:41:53 PM) CdrHarper: I should have packed a bag.
(11:41:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: heads to the bar :: You want another drink or just a soda?
(11:42:10 PM) CdrHarper: Drink, might as well enjoy myself!
(11:42:20 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Waiting for him with Rak'nar and the two fully equipped marines who he previously posted as guards on this cargo bay.:: I imagine you'll want a moment, sir. We'll go when you're ready.
(11:42:23 PM) RyanCarter: Maybe. ::sits back in his chair:: So what're the odds that our next mission won't have us boarded again?
(11:43:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: makes up a drink for Kate, grabs a soda for herself :: I brought along an extra large t-shirt spare if you want to use it...its in my bag.
(11:43:19 PM) CdrHarper: Oh, perfect.
(11:43:27 PM) RyanCarter: how many fucking times is that going to happen? ::leans back in the booth::
(11:43:58 PM) RyanCarter: ::props legs up on charity's seat::
(11:44:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: just stares out at the room ::
(11:44:06 PM) JusstinCase: Let's see ...
(11:44:17 PM) JusstinCase: We should get an office pool going, yes?
(11:44:29 PM) RyanCarter: yea
(11:45:02 PM) CdrTKirr: :: waits at Blackthorne's side ::
(11:45:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Proceed, Colonel.
(11:45:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: opens the door after hearing a knock, signs something and takes 2 containers that were delivered :: Oh yum, right on time! :: hands Kate a banana split ::
(11:45:35 PM) CdrHarper: :: eyes go wide ::
(11:45:36 PM) RyanCarter: who's it going to be next time?
(11:45:41 PM) JusstinCase: I can put a note in the next newsletter.
(11:45:41 PM) Percy: :: Looks through a pile of high quality gadgets in front of the store's owner:: Crap, crap, this is also crap, TOTAL crap...Oo! Hey, this isn't crap! This isn't crap at all!
(11:45:45 PM) CdrHarper: You really are the best doctor.
(11:45:50 PM) JusstinCase: Even money it's the Romulans.
(11:45:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: What? Its got fruit...its good for you! :: laughs ::
(11:46:09 PM) CdrHarper: Obviously! I'll only have to spend the next week in the gym, but who cares?
(11:46:24 PM) RyanCarter: ::makes a face:: Yeah, you're right. I mean... it's not going to be... the Bajorans.
(11:46:32 PM) RyanCarter: It's got to be one of the big ones.
(11:46:40 PM) JusstinCase: Hehe.
(11:46:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Naw, liquid diet did you good.
(11:46:46 PM) RyanCarter: although... those Bajorans, you never know.
(11:46:50 PM) JusstinCase: 300 to one it's the Bajorans.
(11:47:19 PM) CdrHarper: My jeans were kinda loose, now that you mention it.
(11:47:21 PM) RyanCarter: :; shrugs:: That's about right, I suppose.
(11:47:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: digs in, closes her eyes enjoying it :: Oh man...sooo good.
(11:47:33 PM) RyanCarter: I worked with one.
(11:47:39 PM) CdrHarper: :: nom nom nom nom :;
(11:47:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Sighs and takes a moment for HIMSELF, then. After he's taken his time with it, he taps his comm badge.:: +Vinland+ Vinland Control, this is McKnight. Energize when ready.
(11:48:13 PM) JusstinCase: Oh?
(11:48:14 PM) RyanCarter: They're incredibly spiritual, the whole time, it was prophets this, prophets that, emissary this...
(11:48:26 PM) JusstinCase: Get any work done?
(11:48:32 PM) CdrHarper: Brain freeze!! :: squints ::
(11:48:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: laughs ::
(11:48:52 PM) RyanCarter: yeah, I had to tune it out, but you couldn't talk about anything around him.
(11:49:00 PM) Percy: Sid> What about Bajorans??
(11:49:05 PM) Percy: (Just Kidding)
(11:49:15 PM) CdrHarper: :: keeps eating ::
(11:49:20 PM) RyanCarter: ( is Sid Bajoran? ))
(11:49:31 PM) Percy: (Three quarters, yeah)
(11:49:51 PM) Percy: (She used to be part of their militia :-P)
(11:50:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Two minute warning!)
(11:50:08 PM) JusstinCase: Must've made the workplace conversation kind of dry.
(11:50:18 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Man I'm so glad I dont eat like this on board, I'd have to get a couple of doors widened.
(11:50:21 PM) RyanCarter: I'd try and spice it up.
(11:50:37 PM) RyanCarter: you could say I was a bit of an instigator.. ::grins::
(11:50:50 PM) CdrHarper: My fighter wouldn't be able to lift me.
(11:51:30 PM) RyanCarter: I start with something marginally related or something in the news and then he'd go off on it... it didn't take much.
(11:51:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: puts a game in the console and tosses a controller on Kates bed :: Whenever you're ready.
(11:51:50 PM) CdrHarper: :: picks up the controller and fires it up ::
(11:51:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> The scene begins to shimmer before their eyes, and suddenly, the caskets, the honor guard, the Vulcan and the brass all rematerialize inside a significantly bigger cargo bay, cleared out for just this purpose. Commander Bleys and a half dozen of his gold uniformed men stand waiting.
(11:52:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:52:06 PM) RyanCarter: I love the people and the culture, but sometimes they take things too damn seriously.
(11:52:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:52:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(11:52:09 PM) RyanCarter: :: paused ::
(11:52:14 PM) Percy: ::Paused::
(11:52:18 PM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(11:52:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: scarfs another bite then pauses ::
(11:52:39 PM) CdrHarper: :: hits start to pause ::
(11:53:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Good job everyone. We'll still be at the Starbase next week, for log planning.
(11:54:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yay!
(11:54:35 PM) CdrTKirr: Mm.... logs.
(11:54:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Nice relaxed sim or two to offset the hectic past few sims.
(11:55:22 PM) RyanCarter: mmm logs
(11:55:57 PM) RyanCarter: well I need to go eat, so I'm off
(11:56:02 PM) RyanCarter: see you guys next week.
(11:56:14 PM) RyanCarter left the room (quit: Exit: ).
(11:56:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: See ya!
(11:56:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm 0 for 2 on exit goodbyes.
(11:56:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Fail!
(11:56:35 PM) CdrTKirr: Night. Maybe I'll sleep before 8am this time.
(11:57:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Sent you a PM Tkirr
(11:57:04 PM) JusstinCase: Hehe, I have bills to pay before bed, so I'll bid y'all adieu, too.
(11:57:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Nighty
(11:57:45 PM) JusstinCase: Peace out!
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