Conversation with #ussatlantis at 5/25/2011 9:56:00 PM on (irc)

(9:56:00 PM) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: So, we've all decided to lend a helping hand. Only we have to make sure that hand isn't seen. And it's already BEEN seen. So, ideas?
(9:56:00 PM) mode (+o VAdmBlackthorne) by ChanServ
(9:56:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya :)
(9:58:48 PM) ColDougMcKnight [] entered the room.
(9:58:54 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Evening.
(9:59:50 PM) CdrTKirr: Hello. =)
(10:00:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(10:00:35 PM) CdrTKirr: Hello
(10:01:44 PM) LtCmdrBusard [] entered the room.
(10:01:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya
(10:02:47 PM) CdrHarper [] entered the room.
(10:03:02 PM) mode (+o ColDougMcKnight) by VAdmBlackthorne
(10:04:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, just waiting on Carre. Though I warn you, I will have to excuse myself for a few minutes in not too long, to check on the pizza we have in the oven.
(10:04:55 PM) LtKuari: Mm. =)
(10:07:18 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [] entered the room.
(10:07:34 PM) LtKuari: :: glomps Carre ::
(10:07:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: is glomped :: Hey!
(10:08:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hi Doc :)
(10:08:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hellos
(10:09:59 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hoy
(10:10:38 PM) LtKuari: :: idly walks in a circle, all fours ::
(10:13:20 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay! Pizza is done.
(10:13:25 PM) CdrHarper: We ready then, boss?
(10:14:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Also, continuing my tradition of running out of time before sim, check the site tomorrow if you have a second. I should have a highlight showcasing another perspective on the current crisis done by then!
(10:14:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh great!
(10:14:48 PM) ColDougMcKnight: That said...yes, let's get started.
(10:15:00 PM) CdrHarper: :: hefts the old whistle :: TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!
(10:15:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(10:16:21 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::AA::
(10:16:37 PM) LtKuari: :: gargoyle ::
(10:17:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight has changed the topic to: Last time, we managed to explain pretty clearly to our reluctant hosts precisely what the problem was. Now, we get to try and sell them a solution, and deal with any potential backlash from that.
(10:17:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: We were all here last time. Even so, questions?
(10:17:59 PM) CdrHarper: :: shakes head ::
(10:19:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, then.
(10:19:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:19:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:19:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:20:01 PM) CdrHarper: :: in the room with everyone, trying to look reassuring ::
(10:20:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: trying to look professional, while listening to why the crew should sign up for memory loss 'therapy' ::
(10:21:16 PM) LtKuari: :: stands by, watching the aliens intently ::
(10:21:18 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: twiddling thumbs behind back.::
(10:21:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: stands impassively, weapon at the ready ::
(10:22:15 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Trying to carry on his momentum from before. :: So, basically, this rule doesn't forbid us from helping you. But the civilization that launched your mission cannot, at this time, receive any transmission detailing our existence and out involvement here. To that end, our Doctor Carre has a potential solution. Doc?
(10:24:44 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: stands with his arms crossed, looking from McKnight to Carre, his face very pale but his jaw tight ::
(10:26:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles reassuringly :: We have a medicine that we can give you, which will cause all of your crew, and yourself of course, to have no memory of anything for the last five to seven days.
(10:27:12 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Since you all have been in suspended animation, there is evidence that you and your crew have the beginning stages of a disease, which this medicine will also cure.
(10:28:48 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: snorts in disbelief at the prospect of having his crew's minds wiped and rubs the back of his neck as he nervously considers the consequences, but looks up sharply at mention of disease although there is no surprise on his face :: Disease?
(10:29:21 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Nothing is pointed, but four sets of hands visibly tighten on their weapon grips. Evidently going by their silence, Voth has been appointed their spokesman, but just as evidently, the proposal doesn't thrill anyone.
(10:29:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: his eyes dart to the grips on their weapons ::
(10:30:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes its quite common among species that use suspended animation as a form of exending space travel. Its quite curable but does have some rather nasty side effects if not treated.
(10:30:19 PM) LtKuari: :: stops moving her tail as she observes carefully ::
(10:31:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Its a form of scurvy and is also related to beriberi which are probably in your medical database.
(10:31:40 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Sighs, finding himself wishing he'd brought his armor, despite the very compelling reasons why he chose not to.:: Folks? Let me just interject for a second here to make sure everyone understands, this is still a discussion. Our plan as it stands most definitely involves you signing off on it.
(10:33:18 PM) CdrHarper: Yes, we are here to help, please remember that.
(10:33:27 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: swallows thickly, his eyes darting from Carre to McKnight :: I don't recognize your term for it, but we do know it as a symptom of suspended animation. You're telling me you actually have a *cure* for it?
(10:33:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yes, I would not administer this drug without patient consent, and as I am the one that actually HAS the drug, you are in no danger of 'accidentally' receiving it.
(10:33:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Certainly.
(10:35:03 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Suspended animation without enough ascorbic acid reduces the effectivity of biosynthetic pathway reaction by accelerating hydroxylation and amidation.
(10:35:53 PM) CdrTKirr: (Sorry, domestics)
(10:36:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: For your body to synthesize collagen if enough ascorbic acid is not available to your body, it cant synthesize prolyl hydroxylase and lysyl hydroxylase. Basically, your skin will soon begin to ulcerate and slough off.
(10:37:18 PM) CdrHarper: :: involuntarily winces ::
(10:37:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Also the lethargy you are feeling is part of it.
(10:38:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: We've had the cure for this particular disease for several centuries, its tried and tested.
(10:38:53 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: takes a deep breath and begins to slowly pace, meeting the eyes of his guards as he does so :: You understand we barely know who you are. I'll be putting the fate of my entire crew in your hands. :: stops pacing and looks up, a pained expression on his face :: Not that I seem to have much choice as we're about to die anyway.
(10:38:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Perhaps you could get a 'page'?
(10:39:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (eek mT)
(10:39:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (hangs head in shame)
(10:39:39 PM) CdrHarper: :: looks to McKnight ::
(10:40:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Again, we're not prepared to accept that outcome just yet. I can see you're not entirely happy about the prospect of submitting yourself to memory loss, and I won't lie. In your position, I wouldn't be either.
(10:41:02 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: stares off at the wall, then shakes his head as if coming to a sudden decision :: I need some time to think, talk this over with my crew.
(10:42:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Nods:: Of course. Any by all means, if you can think of any solution we haven't, I'd love to hear it. But...think fast. For this plan to work, we'd still need time to fix the computer records and the structural damage. Neither one is trivial.
(10:42:52 PM) CdrTKirr: ACTION> The ship's comm system activates, and Voth walks mechanically to a station to answer it.
(10:43:02 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> Voth here.
(10:43:40 PM) CdrHarper: :: watches Voth with interest ::
(10:43:43 PM) CdrTKirr: Crewman> Voth. I know you're busy, but... well, we're having trouble with Anweshey. He um... he won't wake up.
(10:44:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: listens but pretends not to as she taps on her PADD ::
(10:44:33 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: shuts his eyes, as if his blood pressure managed to instantly rise even further.
(10:44:40 PM) CdrHarper: ::: frowns with concern ::
(10:45:00 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> +Crewman+ Stay with him. I'll be down there as soon as I can. Voth out.
(10:45:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Is this a problem you've run into before?
(10:47:05 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: looks up at McKnight :: No. Yenpel would know what's wrong, but he clearly doesn't, and that's... not good. :: looks to Carre and bites his lip as if despairing over what he's about to say :: You claim you want to help us. Would you be willing to see him, Doctor Carre?
(10:47:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I would be happy to, providing the Captain allows it.
(10:48:10 PM) CdrHarper: :: turns her head to Roxy, knowing she would say that ::
(10:48:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Of course. I'm willing to keep most of my people here, if you prefer, but I'd have to insist on sending an escort with her, at least.
(10:51:38 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: nods his approval :: Agreed. I suggest we not waste any time. :: points to one of the guards to accompany him :: The rest of you stay with our... :: waves his hand at the aliens, searching for the right word :: ...guests.
(10:52:29 PM) LtKuari: :: perks up, her attention focused now on Carre ::
(10:52:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Syvek, you're on the doc. Status reports back here every ten minutes.
(10:52:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> Yes, sir.
(10:53:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: protectively steps in behind Carre ::
(10:53:29 PM) ColDougMcKnight: In the meantime, if this buys us anything, maybe my engineer could begin taking a look at the computer? At least give us some rough time estimate for the job.
(10:53:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: was hoping for the whole gargoyle thing but is happy to take Syvek :: I'm ready.
(10:54:00 PM) LtKuari: :: wilts a little but accepts the turn of events and remains dutiful, telling herself he can still at least guard McKnight ::
(10:54:34 PM) LtKuari: (*she)
(10:55:32 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks up, after having stayed quiet. She is clearly relieved at the prospect of having something to do other than sitting and waiting for a decision to be made.:: Oh. Yes! I can do that.
(10:56:04 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: looks worried, his thoughts racing, then he brightens somewhat :: Give me a minute. :: steps back to the comm ::
(10:56:50 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> +Voth+ What's up?
(10:57:28 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> +Turreth+ Hey Turreth, I need you up here, please. And make it quick.
(10:57:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: eyes Percy :: Is there anyway to find their medical database and port it to my PADD? It would save me asking the medical staff too many questions, if its possible.
(10:57:46 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> +Voth+ Um, sure. On my way.
(10:58:47 PM) CdrTKirr: Our engineer will watch your progress, if you don't mind. If there's nothing else, I'll escort the doctor to our ailing crewman.
(10:58:52 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth>
(10:59:03 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh definitely. Just a matter of hooking my PADD up to the main console and transmitting that section to yours.
(10:59:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Great, sooner is better. :: grins :: But you knew that.
(10:59:49 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Eyes Voth for a moment:: Yeah...I don't mind surveillance. Just, y'know, don't steal anything.
(11:00:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Reaches over and gives Percy a quick squeeze on the shoulder:: Just steer clear of life support, okay?
(11:00:39 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: points to a guard :: They don't touch our systems until Turreth gets here, got it?
(11:01:49 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: receives confirmation from the guard and leads the way down the corridor ::
(11:02:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: follows Voth ::
(11:02:06 PM) CdrHarper: Take care of them, Doc.
(11:02:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: looks back at Harper and winks just before the door closes ::
(11:02:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Syvek> :: follows along vigilantly ::
(11:03:17 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: meets Turreth in the corridor and jabs a thumb over his shoulder :: Their engineer wants to look at our systems. Make sure they don't do anything you wouldn't do.
(11:03:34 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Appreciates the squeeze, then quirks an eyebrow at Voth. He didn't seem to mind it so much when she was working on the way to steer clear of the SUN. Blargh.Tapping her foot very lightly, she waits for this Turrets guy, or whatever his name is.::
(11:04:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Busard is a professional, and you should be quite happy with her work. I generally am.
(11:04:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Leans over toward Kuari:: Follow their progress as long as you can. The new optics are working up to spec, right?
(11:05:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Now, do you actually have a medical doctor on board?
(11:05:49 PM) LtKuari: :: nods distractedly, her head moving ever so slowly in a seemingly random pattern :: Yes, sir.
(11:05:59 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: snorts :: From what I've heard, I'm not gonna know what they're doing anyway. :: receives a death glare from Voth :: You got it. :: rushes off at a hurried pace ::
(11:06:21 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: tries not to think about the time Percy swapped two wires and burnt out her new gaming system ::
(11:07:12 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (( She TOTALLY didn't do it on purpose...mwahahaha))
(11:07:13 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: walks at a brisk pace, Carre keeping up :: It was very important to our mission to have solid skill. Yenpel is one of our best.
(11:07:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh good, I shouldnt have to explain too much about what I'm doing then.
(11:08:01 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: bursts into the room, staring in surprise at the collection of aliens, his eyes lingering on Kuari ::
(11:08:11 PM) CdrHarper: :: turns to look at Turreth ::
(11:08:15 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Also, Yenpel's last name is Zoidberg. Beware!)
(11:08:16 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> Good God.
(11:08:41 PM) CdrTKirr: (Sweet, I just sprouted three more NPCs)
(11:08:42 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Uh..yeah, she's a funny-looking one to us, too. Don't worry.
(11:08:55 PM) LtKuari: :: frowns ::
(11:09:26 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: comes to :: Uh, all right. Who's the engineer that's gonna do the damage?
(11:09:34 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Glances back at Kuari:: Not BAD funny. Also, that would be me.
(11:09:50 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Brandishes her sonic screwdriver and PADD::
(11:10:29 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: enters the bay and finds Yenpel looking up at their arrival, standing over a pod with an unconscious middle-aged male ::
(11:10:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: shifts her medi-bag, trying to make it lighter ::
(11:10:59 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: nods and approaches, crossing his arms :: All right, let's see what you've got.
(11:11:31 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: eyes locked on Carre :: Who's this?
(11:11:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles :: Hello, I'm Dr. Carre.
(11:12:15 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: brightens :: A doctor? What do you know of our physiology?
(11:12:48 PM) CdrTKirr: Anweshey> ...
(11:13:16 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Quirks her eyebrow, looking frustrated at the idea of a non-warp capable alien sizing HER skills up. Muttering to herself, she gets to work.:: What I've got...razzum frazzum...:: Begins working on erasing records of their presence on the ship and the malfunction that led to it.::
(11:13:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Quite a lot actually, some details are vague but I'm hoping the remedy for that will be arriving soon. What can you tell me about...the patient?
(11:13:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Shrugs and turns back toward Harper. :: So...Commander, you've done a bangup job here. But I'm thinking it may be time I put you to work with something new. Well, something old.
(11:14:01 PM) CdrHarper: :: turns to the Colonel as he speaks :: Yes, Captain?
(11:14:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: And because I TOTALLY didn't just forget, she begins transmitting the medical records and assorted sections to Carre's PADD::
(11:14:17 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: eyes go wide, his hand on Busard's arm :: Hey! What are you doing?
(11:15:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pulls out her medi-scan and runs it over the patient, pauses when she hears her PADD chirp :: Ahh, good news I hope, just need to check some details.
(11:15:48 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks at arm:: Whoa there, breaking the engineer's arm won't help things. Look, in order for us to help you guys, and I am ASSUMING that you don't want to die in a great big ball of fire here, so forgive me if I'm wrong about that, the first thing protocol says we have to do is erase records of our existence.
(11:16:03 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: stares at the scanning tool and shuffles around to try to look at the display :: Oooh.
(11:16:21 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Shows him her PADD:: I'm not deleting any of your scientific findings, or any readings other than the ones that directly correlate to our presence.
(11:17:24 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Turns on Turreth, doing his best not to raise his voice:: Also, hey yourself. Where we come from, grabbing someone without provocation is considered assault. I'm guessing that wasn't your instructions. Hands off, please.
(11:17:27 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: alarmed :: Voth said you were just gonna look! He didn't authorize messing with our records!
(11:17:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: finishes the scan and pulls out her PADD to check the incoming data :: Ahhh, your physiology is quite like ours with very few differences. :: notes his attention to her scanner :: Lets me look at things I wouldnt be able to see otherwise.
(11:18:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDs a quick thanks to Percy, notifying her that she helped save the crewmans life ::
(11:19:08 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Welp, then guess I can't help after I'm done with that by assessing your schematics for the ship's engines so I can figure out the best materials to use to fix the damage your collision caused.
(11:20:18 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Darn. Guess I'll just sit here sucking my thumb, until we have to get off your ship and watch you plummet into the sun.
(11:20:18 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: removes his hand :: Hey, I'm not trying to assault anyone, but if you ask me, her actions appear pretty damn aggressive to me! What's assessing the schematics got to do with deleting records?
(11:21:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Voth, your crewman has an imbalance in his system caused by a slight miscalculation in his sustaining fluids. He also has a much worse case of Pellagra than any of the other crew members do. Permission to administer :: checks with the converted database :: hexuronic acid in a rehydrating fluid including drugs to rebalance his system.
(11:22:03 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: looks to Yenpel ::
(11:22:12 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Smiles...and tries not to make it his "showing canines" smile.:: Actually, I specifically told your tech specialist Voth that our plan for saving your collective asses would involve doing just that. I'm perfectly happy to explain the whys to you at length, but know this. His calling you was directly in response to my asking if Commander Busard could
(11:22:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: He should wake up very soon after its administered.
(11:22:32 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: meets Voth's eyes and nods quickly his assent ::
(11:22:44 PM) ColDougMcKnight: take a look at your systems, and figure out what would be involved, and how long it would take. Ergo, no aggression.
(11:22:45 PM) CdrTKirr: Voth> :: nods to Carre :: Do it.
(11:23:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: prepares a hypo and administers the proper drugs :: That should do it.
(11:23:48 PM) CdrHarper: We are going to help, just please let us work.
(11:23:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pulls out her medi-scan, just to show off and watch the numbers change ::
(11:24:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And for the record, the medical records she just sent to our doctor? That doctor was asked outright to try and save one of your people personally. I doubt giving her the tools she needs to do that job would constitute aggression by most definitions either.
(11:24:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: tips it so Yenpel can watch too ::
(11:24:49 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: holds his hands out :: So look all you want! That's not what she was doing, was it?
(11:25:47 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> I don't have a problem with transmitting records, but do you call deleting records "taking a look at your systems"?
(11:26:16 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: looks on with fascination and a bit of confusion over Carre's shoulder ::
(11:26:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You'll need to make sure his pod is checked for proper nutrition levels before he suspends again, you can see how low his acidic balance is. :: points to a spot on the medi-scan ::
(11:28:17 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: nods :: Yes, that's standard procedure, first thing I checked. I'll have Turreth take a look though, just to make sure.
(11:28:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: It was at 1.67, once it hits around 4 he should wake up and will probably feel awful for a day or so.
(11:29:07 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Shit, I totally misread the order)
(11:29:20 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: beams and shakes his head :: Amazing. :: turns to face Carre :: You're amazing! Do you think we could... compare notes later?
(11:29:39 PM) CdrTKirr: (That explains it!)
(11:30:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Also, you need to up his dose of hexuronic acid, it looks like :: pulls up the drug schematic :: this, I'm not sure if thats what you call it here.
(11:31:08 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh....right. Sorry, misunderstood. I haven't actually DELETED anything yet, just marked it for deletion in the event that all this goes down like I hope it will. I'll undo it now, if it makes you uncomfortable.
(11:31:13 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You need to do this now, or have it done now, as I'd like to check it before I go. I'd like to chat with you but I'm not sure how much time I would have to discuss things with you.
(11:31:30 PM) CdrHarper: (Nice save!)
(11:31:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: tries not to think about the fact that he wouldnt remember any of it anyway. ::
(11:32:23 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: squints at the display and whistles low, then chuckles to himself :: I knew it! That will be no problem. I'll get right on it. :: moves over to his stash of medical equipment and begins assembling an injection dose ::
(11:33:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (BRB)
(11:33:33 PM) CdrTKirr: Turreth> :: cools a little :: Nah, mark it all you want if it makes you happy. That way I can trace what you're so interested in anyway. :: crosses his arms again and watches carefully, on edge and not very trusting at this point ::
(11:33:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notes the pod-mans stats are at 3.69 :: He should be waking momentarily.
(11:35:10 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Boop dee doop. Marks off the sensor reports surrounding scans of Atlantis, then starts looking back towards records of the original collision. ::
(11:35:28 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> Amazing. :: smiles at Carre :: You're amazing, Dr. Carre.
(11:35:53 PM) CdrHarper: :: watches Percy while she waits for the Colonel to deal with the Turreth situation and tell her what it was he wanted her to do ::
(11:37:25 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: blinks :: Yes well, all part of the training. It seems like magic but we've known about this for some time now, as your species record more and more data about yourselves, you too will be able to do things like this.
(11:38:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Sorry, right. As I was saying, Commander, I seem to recall I made you a promise earlier, that you could take Boudica out for leg two of the survey. We may as well try to get something done while we wait for Voth to decide whether he trusts us any more than the sun growing in his windshield.
(11:38:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Also, hes awake now. You should see if he is capable of communicating his status. I believe I am finished here.
(11:39:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (And on that note, I'm looking at the clock, and see it's about quitting time anyway. So I'm gonna call it, and get to work planning the next session in a little more detail. Hopefully next week, we can begin wrapping this thing up.)
(11:39:46 PM) CdrHarper: :: smiles :: Thank you for remembering.
(11:39:54 PM) CdrTKirr: Yenpel> :: still grinning :: Amazing *and* so modest. :: looks for a moment like he might be in love before snapping to at the patient's awakening :: Anweshey! Hey, how do you feel?
(11:40:15 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Blackthorne and T'Kirr can't hike the desert forever, after all.)
(11:40:22 PM) CdrHarper: (We've moved on!)
(11:40:53 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Oh...duh, right. Sorry, it's been a long day.)
(11:40:57 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Anyway...)
(11:41:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(11:41:03 PM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(11:41:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(11:41:14 PM) CdrHarper: :: pauses ::
(11:41:17 PM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(11:41:19 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::pause::
(11:41:23 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: paused ::
(11:42:03 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Right. Sorry to cut and run, but I'm actually over-heating in here for some reason right now. I think I'll go take a short walk. But I meant it about the highlight!
(11:42:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Great look forward to it!
(11:42:34 PM) LtCmdrBusard: And I must promptly collapse from chasing babies all day.
(11:42:36 PM) CdrTKirr: We're gonna write a new log, I just have family visiting for weeks and can't really get away since I'm still working
(11:42:37 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Urgh.
(11:42:48 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Please note, all medical information used about pellagra is true, including the use of hexuronic acid as a cure. :p
(11:42:58 PM) CdrTKirr: Thanks, had fun, haven't been that busy NPCing for a while.
(11:43:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yeah, that was impressive. The bit about being lost wasn't even entirely in character!
(11:43:22 PM) CdrTKirr: I figured so. I just... didn't do any research into how obvious the cure would be.
(11:43:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: hehe
(11:43:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Anyway, I'm gonna head out. Night, folks!
(11:43:42 PM) CdrTKirr: Lost what
(11:43:45 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Alright, g'night all.
(11:43:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Night all!
(11:44:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: hexuronic acid is also known as ascorbic acid.
(11:44:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night!
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(11:44:46 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hey, my computer over heated and they wanted to charge me $340 to fix it. :(
(11:45:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Ugh, just blow out the dust
(11:45:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: So i'm laptoppiing for a few more days.
(11:45:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah, except the water cooling sprung two more leaks.
(11:45:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Burned out my sound card and the pci-e slot on the mobo.
(11:46:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And this is why I never liked water cooling.
(11:46:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'm having it converted to air cooling and seeing if I can live with using the on board sound.
(11:46:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: if not I'll have them order the parts and take it back.
(11:46:56 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: anyway...night guys and nice npc-ing tkirr
(11:46:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :D
(11:47:12 PM) CdrTKirr: Thanks!
(11:47:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Night!
(11:47:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Tell the family hi jason! lol
(11:47:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'm home.
(11:47:39 PM) CdrTKirr: In other news, my father in law just bought us a 40' 1080p LCD
(11:47:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh nice :)
(11:47:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh fine, I'll call mom myself then. hehe
(11:47:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Sweet!
(11:48:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Haha, she told me about that
(11:48:09 PM) CdrTKirr: Beats the little monitor I've been using forever...
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