Conversation with #ussatlantis at 5/11/2011 9:40:04 PM on (irc)

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(9:40:04 PM) ChanServ has changed the topic to: We may be super boned.
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(9:57:27 PM) LtKuari [] entered the room.
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(9:58:01 PM) CdrTKirr: Qa'pla
(9:58:05 PM) CdrTKirr: Err, hi.
(9:58:24 PM) CdrTKirr: Cute highlight. Writing Other Trek atm.
(9:58:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya, and thanks :)
(10:00:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight [] entered the room.
(10:00:24 PM) CdrTKirr: I have inservice in the morning again. Meh.
(10:00:31 PM) CdrTKirr: Why do they gotta put them on Thursdays?
(10:00:45 PM) CdrTKirr: I have it NEXT Thursday, too. Oh well.
(10:00:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yuck! Hi Mike
(10:00:56 PM) CdrTKirr: So one morning out of a week I'll be tired. I'll deal.
(10:01:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: inservice?
(10:01:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Also, evening all.
(10:01:24 PM) CdrTKirr: Inservice training
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(10:01:42 PM) CdrTKirr: I gotta practice my lifeguard skills a total of 4 hours a month, two 2hr sessions.
(10:02:02 PM) CdrHarper [] entered the room.
(10:02:04 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Ah. Lame.
(10:03:45 PM) LtCmdrBusard [] entered the room.
(10:03:45 PM) LtKuari: :: runs into a wall ::
(10:03:58 PM) LtKuari: Ow! Who turned off my helmet?
(10:04:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hi Percy
(10:04:33 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hoy!
(10:04:52 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Nice use of Russian curse words :-P
(10:05:06 PM) CdrTKirr: Heh
(10:05:47 PM) CdrHarper: :D
(10:05:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [] entered the room.
(10:06:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Ha, I just texted you, Doc
(10:06:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: It just popped up.
(10:06:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Sorry I'm late, my bro ran into a deer last night, goin 55 on his harley.
(10:07:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Good lord
(10:07:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Is he okay?
(10:07:25 PM) CdrTKirr: Poor deer.
(10:07:28 PM) CdrTKirr: I mean
(10:07:32 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Holy shit.
(10:07:37 PM) LtCmdrBusard: I second the "Is he okay?"
(10:07:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah, concussion, road rash, busted wrist, face a bit messed up, bike scratched up.
(10:08:04 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh thank god.
(10:08:16 PM) CdrTKirr: Oh ouch.
(10:08:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Whew. Not terrible, all things considered.
(10:08:27 PM) LtCmdrBusard: I mean, sucks about the damage done, but my uncle nearly had his spine snapped in two about that way.
(10:08:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: One of these time hes not going to make it. I think this is the third deer/bike accident at high speeds.
(10:08:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I would not normally associate that list with the word "lucky" but...yeah, glad it wasn't worse.
(10:08:50 PM) CdrTKirr: Yeah
(10:09:06 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Ugh. I sense extra body armor for Christmas?
(10:09:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Also, not so lucky for the deer, no body but it left most of its guts. :(
(10:09:24 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Poor deer :-(
(10:09:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Well, shall we get started?
(10:10:17 PM) LtKuari: Too bad he didn't have fur. Road rash must bite.
(10:11:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I told him to buy himself a new helmet.
(10:11:43 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Good idea.
(10:11:57 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Then superglue it to his head when he's asleep so he doesn't forget to put it on :-P
(10:12:21 PM) CdrHarper: :: examines Suli's old whistle, finds the volume knob is rusted in place at 11, shrugs :: TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!
(10:12:29 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::AA::
(10:12:34 PM) LtKuari: :: AA ::
(10:12:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(10:13:19 PM) CdrHarper: All yours, Captain.
(10:13:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight has changed the topic to: So, we've made first contact. So far, we've only had people shooting in our general direction, so there's that. Unfortunately, things seem to be going downhill.
(10:14:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, not the most specific of topics, but we were all there. Questions?
(10:14:32 PM) CdrHarper: (My highlight immediately precedes this sim, if you haven't read it)
(10:14:36 PM) LtKuari: We're acting friendly-like, yes?
(10:14:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I presume these guys arent zombies
(10:14:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: or pirates.
(10:14:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Well, we ARE the good guys.
(10:14:58 PM) CdrTKirr: God, no Trellium-D, thank you.
(10:15:19 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And they've been asleep for the better part of a century at least. If this is piracy, they're not very good at it.
(10:15:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Okies, just checking to see if I need eyepatches. :D
(10:16:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Then again, they ARE likely quite groggy, so the zombie thing could be considered a matter of definition.
(10:16:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Anyway, if there's nothing else...
(10:16:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:17:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:17:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:17:26 PM) CdrHarper: +McKnight+ Harper to McKnight.
(10:17:36 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (And as it happens, I HAVE read the highlight! So...) +Harper+ McKnight here. Okay, let's hear it, Commander.
(10:18:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pretty much hiding behind anything between her and the door, taking bio-readings of the humanoid(s) ::
(10:19:05 PM) CdrHarper: +Harper+ Sir, this ship is off course and will fly into the nearby star if nothing changes.
(10:19:43 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looking nervously between the alien and the readings on her PADD. Percy knows that to fix this, she's going to need to get to the engine bay...which means going past an apparently large number of angry aliens they were never supposed to meet. Craaaap.::
(10:20:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Frowns and looks to Logan:: I'm going to need a confirmation on that, Ensign. (Unless he's been promoted and I forgot, in which case...sorry.)
(10:20:17 PM) LtKuari: :: gulps visibly ::
(10:20:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Harper+, that's clearly less than ideal. And the crew situation?
(10:21:12 PM) CdrHarper: +Harper+ Peaceable, for now. We have one of them in our company now.
(10:21:21 PM) CdrHarper: +McKnight+ rather
(10:23:42 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Drums his fingers on the arm of the captain's chair for a few seconds before responding. :: +Harper+ Okay, this has gone far enough with me getting second hand accounts of what's going on over there. I'm recalling the away team. You say you're on speaking terms with one of them?
(10:24:05 PM) CdrHarper: +McKnight+ Aye sir.
(10:25:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Harper+ Good. Give him your comm badge, and explain what it does. Tell him that it'll beep in awhile, likely meaning someone's calling to politely ask their permission to beam back over, and tell him how to answer it.
(10:26:12 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsLogan> :: at McKnight's words, goes about preparing the transporter lock ::
(10:26:13 PM) CdrHarper: +McKnight+ Acknowledged. Harper out.
(10:26:25 PM) CdrHarper: :: removes her commbadge and hands it to Voth ::
(10:27:02 PM) CdrHarper: You can use this to communicate with us. Just tap it when it beeps to answer. We will call first before coming over.
(10:27:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Voth> :: Seems a bit distracted, obviously having larger concerns on his mind, but even so, he cautiously accepts the device. :: And you ARE planning to return?
(10:27:48 PM) CdrHarper: :: briefly wonders about leaving the commbadge in their hands ::
(10:28:02 PM) CdrHarper: :: smiles reassuringly :: I would not leave this with you otherwise.
(10:29:28 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Voth> :: Doesn't really indicate by the tone of his voice whether he's suspicious or fearfully hopeful. Maybe he's not quite sure himself. :: ...very well. Please, don't take too long. I'm...I'm pretty sure we have no way of fixing this.
(10:30:18 PM) CdrHarper: :: nods to Voth :: Commander Busard, let them know we are ready.
(10:30:43 PM) CdrTKirr: EnsLogan> Transporter locked and ready, sir.
(10:30:48 PM) CdrHarper: (Mike, PM)
(10:31:10 PM) CdrTKirr: (Wait, was there interference?)
(10:31:18 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Really hopes McKnight doesn't try to order her to do nothing about this. She's...pretty sure she'd punch people. Nodding, she taps on her badge.:: +Bridge+ Busard to McKnight. We're ready for transport.
(10:32:12 PM) CdrHarper: :: fixes the look on Voth's face into her memory before they shimmer out ::
(10:32:21 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (No, not really. We just had some difficulty giving the away team exact directions for the inside of their ship.)
(10:34:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Looks to Logan. :: Please send the transporter chief a message to pass on. Percy and Carre are to join Harper back up here for debriefing. Everyone else is to return to stations to await further instructions.
(10:34:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: is incredibly glad shes not the doctor assigned to the doomed ship ::
(10:35:45 PM) CdrTKirr: TRChief> :: looks up from his console :: Commander Busard, Doctor Carre, you're to report to the Bridge for debriefing. The Captain says everyone else to their stations for now.
(10:36:31 PM) LtKuari: TRChief> Oh yeah, and Commander Harper to the Bridge, too. =X
(10:36:43 PM) CdrHarper: You two with me then. :: grabs a new commbadge out of the equipment locker in the TR, attunes it ::
(10:36:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: follows Kate ::
(10:36:58 PM) CdrHarper: :: smirks :: I figured, Chief.
(10:36:59 PM) LtKuari: (You can't sell that now)
(10:37:08 PM) CdrHarper: (MINE)
(10:37:10 PM) LtKuari: TRChief> :: turns a bit red ::
(10:37:50 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yes ma'am. :: Follows Harper out of the room::
(10:37:53 PM) CdrHarper: :: puts on the new badge and heads into the TL :: Bridge!
(10:38:03 PM) CdrHarper: :: stares intently at the wall ::
(10:38:29 PM) LtKuari: :: marches off to the lockers with the rest of the marines ::
(10:38:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> ::Looks skeptically down at his now removed helmet. :: They don't look THAT scary.
(10:39:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: fiddles with her medi-PADD ::
(10:39:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> I'm even pretty sure the all black equals bad thing is purely a cultural thing. A Rigellian might just think it looks slimming.
(10:39:57 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Glances at her PADD every once in a while, looking generally nervous. Which is, to say, she looks entirely normal for Percy.::
(10:40:27 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Whoop, extra comma there. *Which is to)
(10:40:28 PM) CdrHarper: :: steps out onto the bridge once the TL arrives, takes a deep breath :: Captain.
(10:42:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Reporting as ordered Sir.
(10:42:42 PM) CdrHarper: :: approaches the center seat and waits with her hands clasped behind her back ::
(10:42:48 PM) LtKuari: :: shrugs a wing :: I don't know, I think my helmet looks pretty bug-like. Maybe they're afraid of bugs. :: shakes off after removing her armor ::
(10:43:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: : :Nods as he rises to his feet and indicates the conference room with a gesture. :: Yes, thank you. The ready room doesn't have enough chairs, so we'll have to do this debriefing without alcohol, much as it sounds like you could use some.
(10:44:43 PM) CdrHarper: :: turns and hurries into the conference room, wanting to hear what McKnight has to say ::
(10:45:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: enters the conference room finds and empty chair and sits ::
(10:45:53 PM) CdrHarper: :: sits where T'Kirr usually does ::
(10:46:25 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Finds a chair and sits::
(10:47:25 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Declines to sit for the moment, just standing by a window to get a good look at the ship they've now come up alongside. :: Okay. So what happened over there? We detected weapons fire, but from the sounds of it, nobody's hurt. I'm hoping we've got that going for us, anyway.
(10:48:37 PM) CdrHarper: :: looks up at the Colonel :: It was suppressive fire from them against the doorway to the room we were working in.
(10:48:54 PM) CdrHarper: No one was hit.
(10:49:05 PM) CdrHarper: When we beamed Voth into the room, he told them to stop firing.
(10:52:09 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Rolls his eyes. :: Can't imagine he was too happy about that little magic act. Still, it worked, so...good thinking. On to our next problem, then. The ship's off course, you said?
(10:53:02 PM) LtKuari: :: sits down onto a bench, looking unnecessarily taller than usual, and thinks :: To be on a ship heading for a sun, unable to do anything to stop it... that would be horrible.
(10:53:26 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yes, sir. The ship's logs say that during it's travel through an asteroid field it was struck lightly, which knocked it off course.
(10:53:27 PM) CdrHarper: :: nods :: Aye sir, in no more than 24 hours. Voth believes that they have no way of fixing the problem.
(10:55:19 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Well, no disrespect to this Voth, but all the same, I think I'd like a second opinion.
(10:56:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I dont know when the rest of the pod people will be waking up but they'll all need some medical attention. They're all showing early signs of Pellagra. Most likely caused by the extended sleep period.
(10:57:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Looks to Percy. :: So what exactly is wrong? Even if this ship can't auto-correct for something like that, which would be a head scratcher after everything else we saw it do automatically, the crew's awake now...which we'll discuss in a second, doc. Why can't they right themselves?
(10:58:32 PM) CdrHarper: :: also looks to Percy ::
(11:01:27 PM) CdrHarper: (Are the Sharks still circling the alien ship?)
(11:01:55 PM) CdrTKirr: (Weren't they recalled?)
(11:01:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> ::Considers for a moment.:: Yeah, I think my weapon would start to look pretty tempting.
(11:02:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (They were, yeah. When Atlantis pulled up alongside, it was able to take over their role pretty effectively.)
(11:02:33 PM) CdrHarper: (Ah, it was in the brief last week, found it, thanks)
(11:02:35 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Well, that has to do with their engine systems. The engines work on a rechargable fuel cell, which collects hydrogen from stars as the ship slingshots around them.
(11:02:59 PM) LtKuari: :: takes a moment to digest what McGann's implying and frowns :: I've never understood that concept.
(11:04:05 PM) LtCmdrBusard: At present, the ship does not have adequate fuel to make the course correction to avoid the sun.
(11:04:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> Well, it's a darn shitty concept, sir. Not sure what's to understand about it, though.
(11:05:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight: is irrelevant, then. They just physically don't have the juice to do anything about it even if their engines were in top shape.
(11:06:09 PM) LtKuari: (We could tractor a couple rocks into their collectors /nod)
(11:07:08 PM) CdrHarper: ::: frowns ::
(11:07:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And they're looking right at their refueling station...except it's going to kill them. Wonderful.
(11:08:16 PM) LtKuari: :: cranes her neck to look at McGann :: Well you understand enough to sympathize using your gun, as you said. I can't see myself ever doing such a thing. I have never heard any songs of a Rucara taking one's own life before. To have a fear so great that it would force someone to such a decision... is beyond my comprehension.
(11:09:10 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Looks to Carre with a sigh, gesturing for her to go ahead. :: Well, we might as well have everything on the table. I'm sorry, but I haven't heard of Pellagra. Is that...serious?
(11:09:23 PM) CdrHarper: :: turns to Roxy ::
(11:10:57 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> I, uh...not sure I'm comfortable with being the resident "offing myself" expert. But you guys, you Rucara. You're not even from our part of space, are you?
(11:10:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles :: Not really, a couple of doses of vitamin c should cure it, its a distant relative of scurvy. They may have a bit of mental confusion, but if they're going to crash into the sun, they probably dont need treatment.
(11:12:01 PM) CdrHarper: :: frowns again ::
(11:12:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Smiles mirthlessly. :: Ah. Then you won't take it as a slight, professional or otherwise, if we label that one a secondary concern for now?
(11:12:26 PM) LtKuari: No, we're not. Why?
(11:12:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Not at all. If they have some sort of vitamin protocol, it will probably clear up by itself.
(11:12:49 PM) LtKuari: (rofl Roxy)
(11:14:45 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> Well, then you've got to be pretty familiar with space travel. So that's a common point right there. Dying in space has been kind of a nightmare for us since we first even started thinking about the idea of leaving out planet.
(11:14:54 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: We could send them a gift of citrus fruits if we have any fresh. It makes us look good and helps them out. :: grins ::
(11:15:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hot, cold... ::Shrugs :: I'm just saying, if you're going to die either way, I'd rather go quick than slow. Wouldn't you?
(11:16:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Doesn't return the grin. :: And there's the rub, isn't it?
(11:16:29 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I've been thinking on this myself, but I'd like your input. CAN we help them?
(11:17:23 PM) CdrHarper: We could certainly provide hydrogen.
(11:17:34 PM) CdrHarper: :: looks to Percy ::
(11:18:06 PM) LtKuari: :: frowns :: I wouldn't give up. I would live until I couldn't live anymore. It might be painful, but before I began to study people here, it would have never occurred to me to shorten my life. It's not for me to decide when I die.
(11:19:55 PM) CdrTKirr: (Oh god, just got an image of a Borg Rucara =X)
(11:20:36 PM) CdrTKirr: (MAKE IT STOP)
(11:21:11 PM) LtKuari: :: hops off the bench front first and circles around ::
(11:21:25 PM) CdrHarper: (*files that under future plot ideas*)
(11:21:29 PM) LtCmdrBusard: We COULD, but the ship's records would show suspicious hydrogen level gain, so we'd have to hack their systems more.
(11:22:03 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> Don't get me wrong. I'm all in favor of living if there's a way to. But if I can't keep doing that...well, it's my life. No disrespect intended, but it damn sure is my right to go out the way I need to go out.
(11:22:04 PM) LtCmdrBusard: We also could just give them a tow into the star's orbit and let them recharge.
(11:22:59 PM) LtCmdrBusard: But again, we can't do any of this without their sensors recording the activity.
(11:23:05 PM) CdrHarper: How about nudging them onto the right course with our tractor beam?
(11:23:21 PM) LtCmdrBusard: That could also work.
(11:24:19 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Listen, it all sounds pretty doable. I'm sure we've got the physical capability to help them out in any number of ways. But that's not what I meant.
(11:24:32 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh. Right. That thing.
(11:24:47 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Grimaces::
(11:24:51 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yeah, that one.
(11:25:17 PM) CdrHarper: :: looks back to McKnight :: We have already interfered.
(11:26:31 PM) LtCmdrBusard: We have, it's true. They're already aware of our presence, AND they're currently in possession of one of our comm badges.
(11:28:02 PM) LtKuari: :: shakes her head :: None taken. I respect you're wired differently than I am. I'm just saying I literally don't, *can't* understand it. :: sighs :: I wish I could. I think your kind has an interesting range of intellect, like a big sandbox you can do whatever you like with, and I have preprogrammed stuff I can't delete. :: blinks :: Or something. :: blinks again :: I'm going to the restroom. :: turns and walks away ::
(11:30:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Which we could easily retrieve at any time. And which, in any case, would ultimately become irrelevant if we let events play out as they would if we'd never become involved. And so far, we haven't physically done anything to affect that. The only thing we've changed already is that they're aware of it a little earlier than they would have been normally.
(11:32:52 PM) CdrHarper: Certainly, if we had never come this way at all, they would have gone into the star without waking. But now that they are awake, and have met us, even by accident, can we really condemn them to death?
(11:33:16 PM) CdrTKirr: (Squeeeze that Prime Directive!)
(11:33:51 PM) LtCmdrBusard: I certainly don't feel comfortable with the idea.
(11:34:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Grimaces. :: Look, I sure as hell don't like the taste of it in my mouth, but I've been put in command, so unfortunately, it falls to me to just out and say this. General Order One could easily be interpreted as obligating us to let this happen, anything else falling under the heading of violating it further, on purpose this time. Or am I wrong?
(11:36:11 PM) LtCmdrBusard: The terms of General Order One are vague at best, and regardless of how we might have handled it beforehand, an accidental violation has already occurred.
(11:37:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> ...kay.
(11:37:27 PM) LtCmdrBusard: I hate to be the one to ask this, but I can't help feeling that it would be a better option than their death. Dr. Carre, is there any remotely safe medical way to enact a short-term memory wipe?
(11:37:35 PM) CdrHarper: We can cover up the accidental violation and save them as well.
(11:38:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Well, I'm sworn to never do harm by my actions, or allow harm by my inaction. I'd prefer to help them. There is a drug we can administer it generally has no side effects.
(11:39:18 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: It is fairly effective in wiping out short-term memory, the higher the dose the more memory that is wiped. There is a limit though of how much we can dose them with.
(11:40:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Looks down at the table, having known the conversation would turn this way eventually, but still not liking some of the associations it stirs with him. :: What degree of certainty do you have that this drug would be 100% effective
(11:40:35 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ( ? )
(11:41:47 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: sighs :: Since they are humanoid, theres a high probablity that it would be as effective as it would be for us. It has a 92% success rate in our species.
(11:41:53 PM) LtKuari: :: returns, finding McGann still at his locker ::
(11:44:35 PM) CdrHarper: :: looking out the window at their ship ::
(11:44:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: So that's an almost 1 in 10 chance that someone will remember this, in whole or in part...times around 40 subjects we'd administer this to.
(11:46:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: nods :: Due to physiology differences there is no absolute guarantee for any memory clearing drugs.
(11:48:04 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Nevertheless, you're all in agreement that in spite of the holes in this and possibly any plan, and the conflict with the Prime Directive...still you're all in favor of acting to assist?
(11:48:24 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Absolutely.
(11:48:40 PM) CdrHarper: :: nods :: I personally can not condemn them to death.
(11:51:16 PM) LtKuari: :: pauses in the aisle, head aimed at McGann :: Care to join me for some lunch? Who knows how long we could be going once they figure out where to put us.
(11:51:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I agree. I will also check to see if I can leverage any of the Pellagra symptoms to aid the success rate of the memory wiping drugs.
(11:52:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Nods slowly:: Good. Then it's unanimous.
(11:52:38 PM) CdrHarper: :: smiles in relief ::
(11:52:49 PM) CdrHarper: : and lets out a long breath she didn't realize she was holding ::
(11:53:09 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I fucking hate this job. Just saying.
(11:53:27 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Relaxes visibly::
(11:53:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (And with that, unless there's something anyone was dying to say...)
(11:53:51 PM) LtCmdrBusard: At least the chair's comfy?
(11:54:07 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (That's all for me :-P)
(11:54:07 PM) LtKuari: (I could do with a yes or no from McGann, other than that I'm golden. Or green. Whatever.)
(11:54:28 PM) CdrHarper: (Will the meeting still be going on next week, for writing purposes?)
(11:54:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Heh, fair enough. Also, don't worry. I remembered about McGann just in time!)
(11:54:47 PM) ColDougMcKnight: McGann> ::Grins: Sure. But you're buying.
(11:55:18 PM) LtKuari: (Go for it)
(11:55:42 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (I'm thinking no, they'd break after this to study their options. But if you'd prefer differently, I'm fine with either.)
(11:55:48 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Anyway...)
(11:55:53 PM) CdrHarper: (Up to you!)
(11:55:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(11:55:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(11:56:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(11:56:02 PM) CdrHarper: :: pauses ::
(11:56:52 PM) LtKuari: :: pauses ::
(11:57:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: applauds from the peanut gallery ::
(11:58:10 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::pauses::
(11:58:16 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: paused ::
(11:58:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: One quick announcement from me - Congratulations to Colonel McKnight (and me :v: ) for April's log of the month, Key Changes!
(11:59:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: There were actually multiple logs to consider!
(11:59:44 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Sweet!
(12:00:07 AM) LtKuari: Yay! :: barks loudly ::
(12:00:10 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Sweet indeed.
(12:00:24 AM) CdrTKirr: :: golf claps ::
(12:00:43 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Lots of writing lately, keep it up!
(12:01:34 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Nicely done all, loving this plot.
(12:02:52 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Woo! Means I haven't lost control of it yet!
(12:03:11 AM) CdrTKirr: Heh
(12:03:19 AM) LtCmdrBusard: You say that now...:-P
(12:03:27 AM) CdrHarper: Yet. :: snickers ::
(12:03:49 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Hoo boy.
(12:03:52 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Mwahahah.
(12:03:54 AM) LtCmdrBusard: I mean!
(12:03:57 AM) LtCmdrBusard: *ahem*
(12:04:36 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Well, I believe I'm going to get going. Have a good night, and hopefully I'll see you all next week.
(12:04:44 AM) CdrHarper: G'night all!
(12:04:47 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Bye all!
(12:04:49 AM) CdrTKirr: Yeah. I gotta get up and jump in a lake.
(12:04:57 AM) CdrTKirr: At least it's like, 92 degrees out.
(12:05:09 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Coffee is your friend?
(12:05:14 AM) CdrTKirr: Mm.
(12:05:36 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Anyway, night all!
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(12:05:52 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night!
(12:05:55 AM) CdrTKirr left the room.
(12:05:56 AM) LtKuari left the room.
(12:06:01 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night!
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