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(21:22:36) CO_Capt_Harper: BEGIN SIM
(21:22:37) CO_Capt_Harper: BEGIN SIM
(21:22:38) CO_Capt_Harper: BEGIN SIM
(21:23:16) CO_Capt_Harper: Doug: Section 31? Only the rumors, but they are not supposed to exist... and you are telling me that Smith works for them?
(21:24:04) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: sits in the tavern, looking out the window at Atlantis, allowing himself to only get so tipsy ::
(21:25:06) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::takes a sip of spiced tea::
(21:26:01) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: in his quarters, reading his 'new orders' ::
(21:26:05) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: gazes at the simulation that's running and then looks back at her PADD when it blinks with results from another simulation for this particular experiment ::
(21:26:12) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: still wandering around the museum, checking the time :: Absently, to self: Deck 16...
(21:26:12) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Is on the bridge, continuing the manual diagnostic, starting with the diagnostic systems themselves, and why they wouldn't initiate.::
(21:26:32) ColDougMcKnight: Kate: I'm impressed you've even heard that much, but...well, you are a Captain now. And sorry, but yes. Our rich, dickish parents, waiting for the day we grow out of this childish notion that you can govern by principle. And in the mean time, "paying our way" by acting without one shred of the conscience we're supposed to define ourselves by.
(21:27:29) ColDougMcKnight: :: Shakes his head tiredly. ::
(21:27:56) ColDougMcKnight: Kate: And I'm sorry again, but no. What I'm telling you is we have no choice but to assume the entire senior Admiralty works for them by now.
(21:29:36) CO_Capt_Harper: :: frowns, wondering how far this goes, and feeling somewhat betrayed :: Doug: This... is not the Starfleet we signed up for anymore, is it?
(21:30:17) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::looks at CTO and nods:: CTO: Hello, have we met?
(21:32:23) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: Self: Hmmm... I do not like this Atlantis. Are you merely acting up, or is there something nefarious afoot? Hmm...
(21:33:37) ColDougMcKnight: ::Takes a deep breath and squares his shoulders before looking her straight in the eye.:: Kate: Not for long. And it won't stop there. If you have any secret desire to hope that the new president taking office in the wake of the rest of the cabinet's assassination is a coincidence, step on it now.
(21:33:41) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: looks up out the corner of his eye at Morsby and responds in a thick British accent :: AUX: No. Benedict Wolfe, Chief Tactical Officer aboard Atlantis.
(21:33:57) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: taps the computer off and sighs wearily, rubbing his eyes and leaning back in his chair ::
(21:34:27) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Continues his work chittering to himself.:: Self: I suppose something nefarious is always happening somewhere...
(21:35:18) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: turns his gaze back to Atlantis ::
(21:35:26) CO_Capt_Harper: :: holds her eyes on his as the pieces start to fall together :: Zuriyev's retirement... Blackthorne and T'Kirr... they were just in the way?
(21:35:29) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::thinks about whether to finally say his pen name but decides against it:: CTO: Mitch Mrsby, Medical Consultant on the Atlantis
(21:36:11) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Walks into the Tavern on a tip from one of the torpedo loaders that our Chief may need some help. Looks around for him. ::
(21:36:12) CMO_Cmdr_Kymar: ::tugs his lab coat straight as he makes a round on the current batch of patients, bumps and scrapes and those in recovery, jotting things down on his PADD - just a normal day in Sickbay::
(21:36:28) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: shifts only his eyes once again back to Morsby and answers under his breath :: AUX: How do you do. :: It's a statement, not a question... and only slightly slurred. ::
(21:36:38) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: jots down some notes on the simulations and runs new ones ::
(21:37:15) AUX_Ens_Morsby: CTP: You alright? Sir.
(21:37:20) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: hates to intrude on captain-y business, but is actually pretty worried about those summons after looking up what's on deck 16, and sends a text to Kate that reads "I have a bad feeling, let me know you are okay please" ::
(21:38:11) CTO_Major_Wolfe: AUX: For the most part. :: returns his gaze to Atlantis and takes another sip - a gulp really - of his Scotch ::
(21:38:14) ColDougMcKnight: :: Grins mirthlessly...well, one very small, subtle hint of mirth. :: Views incompatible with their 12 step program to a new and stronger Federation. But listen to me now, Kate. They haven't won yet. Not while we're here to fight it. There's an entire fleet out there, on the move in deep space, harder to reach.
(21:39:22) CO_Capt_Harper: :: turns away, a sense of hopelessness washing over her :: Doug: What the hell can we do against such a complete takeover?
(21:39:36) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Sees the Major and approaches him. :: CTO: Hello Major. How are thing here?
(21:40:05) CO_Capt_Harper: :: hears her PADD beep, looks down and types out a quick "I am OK." and sends it along ::
(21:40:35) CO_Capt_Harper: :: even though that's a bloody lie ::
(21:40:43) AUX_Ens_Morsby: CTO: Well, then, I'll leave you be. Stop by Sickbay if you need consultation on anything medical. Have a good day. ::Stands up and leaves the tavern, looking out a viewscreen at the endless cosmos.
(21:40:50) ColDougMcKnight: :: Crosses the distance, and rests what he can at least hope is a reassuring hand on her shoulder. :: Kate: Had to make your exit in a hurry, didn't you? Sorry about that.
(21:41:40) CO_Capt_Harper: :: puts the PADD down and looks up at him :: Doug: Yes, but it was necessary... this is rather, well, life-changing.
(21:42:05) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: watches Morsby leave with relief. ::
(21:42:20) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Grumbles.:: Self: I do not like it at all...
(21:43:08) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: receives the response and somehow isn't convinced, but remains in the museum for the time being ::
(21:44:17) ColDougMcKnight: Kate: Look, the question you asked, what we can do. I've run through it myself, and the answer is that on our own, we can't do much. This is just too big for us to do enough damage to it. But I DO know who might be able to make a bigger bang. Maybe even galvanize everything left out there to throw in the way of this.
(21:44:53) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::Shrugs off his encounter with CTO. He was like that once, never liked being that way, so he stopped. It was that man's responsibility to do the same.:: *CMO*: Morsby to Kymar, Hello. Any assignments? I'm bored just drinking tea and sitting around.
(21:44:55) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: gets up and begins pacing his quarters. He thinks about maybe trying to sleep, but without artificial means, he doesn't think he can. Deciding there's nothing better to do than distract himself, he exits his quarters and heads for Vinland ::
(21:45:10) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Server: Oh, yes, thank you. :: plucks a glass of sparkling water from the tray ::
(21:45:48) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: looks over the simulation results and takes a few more notes before modifying the parameters and variables and running them again ::
(21:46:03) CO_Capt_Harper: :: has no idea who he could be referring to, with all the aforementioned big names out of the way :: Doug: Who, Doug?
(21:47:04) ColDougMcKnight: :: And now, only now, does that hint of mirth explode in a real smile. :: A half Betazoid Vice Admiral, and his wife, the Vulcan starship captain.
(21:48:12) CO_Capt_Harper: :: stares at him with wide green eyes in the dim light :: Doug: They are alive?
(21:49:22) ColDougMcKnight: :: The grin widens. :: The one bit of good news I've got for you, straight from the mouths of a pair of flunkies who were supposed to give me the same treatment. They're alive. Beamed out at the last moment to a cloaked ship.
(21:49:23) CO_Capt_Harper: :: runs through those terrible events in her mind, wondering how it could even be possible ::
(21:49:30) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::turns, but this man probably wasn't so self aware. Withdrew a card from his pocket, the crumpled up address of a site for people like CTO. He turned on his heel, and underhandedly tossed it nto the counter in front of CTO, making a turn as he did so, dissapearing out of view. The deed was done::
(21:51:36) CO_Capt_Harper: Doug: The distortion we picked up at the end of the audio logs, that must be what it was! How can we find them? :: somewhat optimistically ::
(21:52:22) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: Self: I know I am not as well versed in your systems as many, Atlantis, but initiating diagnostics should not be difficult. I believe I require assistance...
(21:52:35) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: enters the Vinland tavern closest to Atlantis and, noticing Wolfe is still where he left him, strides over and sits next to him, ordering a stiff drink ::
(21:53:24) ColDougMcKnight: :: Looks down at his wrist, specifically the suddenly beeping chrono strapped to it. :: Dammit, we're almost out of time. Vinland security is very good. Even with Bleys' help getting around it, someone's going to notice cycled security footage soon.
(21:54:03) ColDougMcKnight: Kate: Listen, I don't know where they are. But I DO know where to start looking. I need to know now. Do I have you with me on this?
(21:54:14) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: shivers inexplicably and pulls her wrap closer around her shoulders, though she's not really cold :: Self: Like someone walked over my grave. Or how would Kate mangle that one? Like someone walked into a grave?
(21:54:53) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: continues changing parameters and variables on the simulations as the article stated the original researcher had and finds that she achieves wholly different results. Fascinating ::
(21:56:09) CO_Capt_Harper: :: meets his eyes once again, firmly resolved :: Doug: You do, absolutely. This is so much larger than us, but we at least owe it to them. Whatever it takes, my friend.
(21:56:52) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Taps his commbadge:: *CSO*: Commander Wright, Ilaihr here... Are you presently occupied?
(21:57:15) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: looks over at Valero and picks up the paper Morsby dropped for him :: XO: Welcome back.
(21:58:40) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: thinks that maybe if he's not careful, he'll bring on questions he's not ready to answer, so he stuffs his misery and offers Wolfe a grin :: CTO: Thanks. Anything happen while I was gone?
(21:59:07) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks around :: *ENG* Somewhat, but I have a moment, what can I do for you, Lieutenant?
(21:59:36) ColDougMcKnight: :: Nods, having never really contemplated any other response. :: Good. Then listen. I'm guessing part of the reason they're keeping you moored here is so Atlantis will be easier to infiltrate. But I can't guarantee that haven't done it already. You need to decide who you really trust with this. I'll be in touch again!
(22:00:38) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> With that, McKnight taps a comm badge hidden under his jacket, and the lights flicker again as he disappears in a blue shower of disassociating particles.
(22:00:51) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: *CSO*: I am having an issue with the main computer. I have attempted to initiate a number of diagnostics, none of which actually have. Since you are more familiar with Atlantis' systems than I, I wondered what you postulate would cause this?
(22:01:03) CO_Capt_Harper: :: blinks as he suddenly beams away, had at least a thank-you on the tip of her tongue ::
(22:03:05) CO_Capt_Harper: :: stands there for a second in the dim light, then remembers what he said about security footage, and hurries out, footsteps echoing in the silent, cavernous room ::
(22:03:09) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *ENG* Hmmm. Perhaps the connection to the station is interfering with system autonomy?
(22:04:10) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: lifts the paper :: XO: You could say so. That new ensign jabbered at me, left, came back, dropped this and left again. :: opens the crumpled paper and sees the address for AA on there, hands it flippantly to Vallero ::
(22:04:28) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: *CSO*: I thought of that, and attempted a manual diagnostic as well.
(22:05:12) CO_Capt_Harper: :: enters the TL and directs it back to the promenade level with the museum on it, and leans against the wall wondering what now ::
(22:05:51) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *ENG* And attempted diagnostics all result in... failure? Error? Do they even initiate? :: makes her way to a less populated back corner to have this conversation, her mind now focused on the task at hand ::
(22:05:54) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: squints at the paper, raises his eyebrows in surprise, stares at Wolfe for a few seconds, then tosses the paper back to him :: CTO: Well if you need AA, then I do, too. :: tosses back his drink ::
(22:05:55) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::in a turbolift, heading to Sickbay::
(22:06:29) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: *CSO*: None initiation. As if something was preventing it.
(22:07:39) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: decides that this experiment merits a retry at a later time, when she has collected more background information on the subject. Molecular chemistry is not one of her specialties ::
(22:07:58) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *ENG* Have you tried rebooting the AI core?
(22:08:22) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: *CSO*: I had not thought. I shall attempt that now.
(22:08:47) CO_Capt_Harper: :: exits the TL and makes her way to the museum ::
(22:09:08) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *ENG* Not something I would normally suggest, but since we're in spacedock...
(22:09:38) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: smirks at Vallero and tosses back the rest of his drink., motioning to the bartender ::
(22:09:45) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: *CSO*: The last few weeks, I have found comfort in monitoring the bridge, during everyone's leave. An issue like this, I thought I should bring it to a senior member of staff's attention.
(22:10:54) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *ENG* Of course, your instincts are good. Make sure you document all of this thoroughly, of course.
(22:11:25) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: smacks herself on the forehead for saying "of course" twice in ten seconds ::
(22:12:11) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: *ENG*: Of course, Commander. I shant take anymore of your time. Thank you, an I hope you continue to enjoy your leave.
(22:13:02) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *ENG* Please do reach out to me again if rebooting the AI core doesn't solve the problem, Lieutenant. I hope you are getting enjoyment from your leave as well!
(22:14:53) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: *CSO*: I have foregone my leave, to keep an eye on things. But I try to take a break every now and then. I will get back to you. Ilaihr out.
(22:16:08) CO_Capt_Harper: :: finds Lexy in a quiet back corner and puts on a smile as she approaches ::
(22:16:31) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Does as Wright recommended and begins a shutdown of the AI core.::
(22:16:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *ENG* I'm visiting a very interesting museum with a multicultural exhibit, Lieutenant, there is even a room for experiencing music. I think you would enjoy it, if you can find the time. Wright out.
(22:17:37) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: isn't paying attention, thinking about the system problems on Atlantis ::
(22:18:57) CO_Capt_Harper: :: wonders where in the hell she could actually tell this to Lexy, since trust certainly isn't an issue :: Lexy: There you are!
(22:19:40) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Waits an appropriate length of time before rebooting the core. Monitoring the system's bios carefully.::
(22:21:28) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: hears her name as she's in mid-sip of sparkling water :: Kate: Ah! You're back! :: looks more closely at Kate's expression, speaks quietly :: Kate: Something ... happened?
(22:22:01) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: :: enters Sickbay, wincing ::
(22:22:08) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: watches as his next drink is placed in front of him :: XO: Here's to Atlantis, and her crew. Whatever that seems to mean these days. Maybe one day she'll spend more time out of port than in. You know. Like other vessels.
(22:23:11) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: Oh, no, my darling, everything is perfectly fine! No big deal at all! But, these heels are killing me... can we pop back aboard and find something a little more casual to do than a museum?
(22:24:11) CO_Capt_Harper: :: has no idea where they might be listening, so she puts on a show ::
(22:24:28) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: takes his own served drink and nods to Wolfe :: CTO: Agreed. If we were called back to the ship right now, I couldn't get back there fast enough.
(22:25:01) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::Walks up to SEC:: SEC:What happened sir?
(22:25:27) CTO_Major_Wolfe: XO: I am a tactical officer. I'm used to fighting. This assignment has proven... disappointing.
(22:26:08) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: dubious, but manages to pick up the hint and is somewhat less successful with her fake smile when she decides to go along with it :: Kate: Sure, let's go. I don't know why you wear those things, they always hurt your feet! :: walking out :: I had Ilaihr reboot the AI core because he said the system was unresponsive, but it should be done by now.
(22:26:19) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: :: turns to Morsby, one of her wings cocked at an odd angle :: AUX: Ow. Could you fix this? I think I strained it.
(22:26:26) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::The core seems to boot up with no problem, so begins another diagnostic to see if it worked.::
(22:26:59) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: Well, rebooting is the first thing to try, yes? :: heads toward the docking bridge with her ::
(22:27:18) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: And as for the heels, they went perfectly with the dress, I really had no choice.
(22:27:38) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: frowns at Wolfe, a bit tipsy :: CTO: You Klingon or something? Bored withoutta fight?
(22:28:23) AUX_Ens_Morsby: SEC: Sure, hold on, ::retrieves a hypospray, and injects it into the base of the wing,:: SEC: Pain reliever, should help with the pain. Let it heal, and you'll be good.
(22:28:36) CO_Capt_Harper: :: babbles a bit to keep her mind from racing, given what she just learned ::
(22:29:21) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Kate: Generally speaking. I wondered if perhaps something from the station was interfering with the system function. Perhaps we should scan for intrusions! :: laughing, as if that's ridiculous :: And with the replicator library, I have my doubts about your choices for footwear...
(22:30:53) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: takes a gulp of his drink. Yep. He's ready for the well grog now. :: XO: Eh, I always heard Atlantis was on the edges of known space. I always heard she and her crew were where conflicts existed. I am a soldier. Can't really help that. Just have to choose what I do with it. ::
(22:31:16) CO_Capt_Harper: :: crosses the docking bridge and boards Atlantis, the conversations about the AI core and her shoes running in parallel ::
(22:32:05) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: :: takes a deep breath as the pain lessens :: AUX: Thank you. It feels much better already. Hey, are you new? I haven't seen you onboard...wait, I saw you in the forward lounge earlier, but not ever in Sickbay.
(22:32:26) CO_Capt_Harper: :: they enter the TL and she directs it appropriately ::
(22:32:51) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Kate: Well, it's working, that's a good sign.
(22:32:58) AUX_Ens_Morsby: SEC: I'm the new medical consultant, Morsby, pleased to meet you
(22:34:40) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: It is! :: exits the TL and enters her quarters ::
(22:34:51) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Looks to the diagnostic, checking how much, if any, progress its made,and if the rebooting really worked.::
(22:35:01) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: :: bows her head slightly :: SEC: Pleased to meet you, too. How long have you been on board? Do you know anything about why Atlantis hasn't left Vinland, yet?
(22:35:07) CO_Capt_Harper: :: takes Lexy's hand and leads her into the bathroom, skipping the changing of shoes that she indicated was necessary ::
(22:35:47) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: follows, her feet fine in her much more sensible two-inch wedges, before being abruptly led into the bathroom ::
(22:36:00) CO_Capt_Harper: :: wordlessly turns on her water shower and the room's exhaust fan and shuts the door, filling the room with noise ::
(22:37:06) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: wordlessly watches, taking the hint but very troubled ::
(22:37:32) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CTO: Well she certainly has a track record for battles, as I'm sure you know. You could always do some simulations on the holodeck, get it out of your system.
(22:37:53) AUX_Ens_Morsby: SEC:Nothing at all. Just got on board
(22:38:25) CO_Capt_Harper: :: then faces Lexy and quietly says :: Blackthorne and T'Kirr are alive. They were beamed to a cloaked ship as part of a clandestine organization known as Section 31's plans to compromise... well, all of the Federation leadership apparently.
(22:38:35) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: takes another swig :: XO: Just not the same.
(22:39:15) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: AUX: Well I'm sorry to bother you when you could be on leave. We haven't even left yet and you're put to work.
(22:39:44) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::A diagnostic still doesn't appear to be initiating.:: Self: Hmmm... I do not like it at all.
(22:40:37) AUX_Ens_Morsby: SEC:Worry not. It's fine.
(22:40:38) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: nods, looking at his drink as he swirls it around in its glass :: CTO: S'just synthehol, right?
(22:41:19) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: eyes growing very wide, silently opens and closes her mouth a few times before falling back onto a handy stool with an audible "oof" ::
(22:41:34) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: checks a few of the more recent scientific endeavours that have been added to an ongoing list before adding something to another list and shutting down the terminal, heading out ::
(22:41:38) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: looks down at his drink :: XO: I think so.
(22:41:55) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: :: grins, showing lots of pointy teeth :: AUX: Thanks...Morsby, you said? See you around!
(22:42:18) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: The President... Zuriyev's retirement... *our* CO and XO, all needed to be out of the way.
(22:43:07) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: notices where Wolfe's looking and shakes his head, decides that's a bad idea and stops :: CTO: in training is like synthehol...not the real thing :: Finds this situation incredibly funny and starts to laugh ::
(22:43:19) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Kate: How... What... But... :: attempts to pull herself together :: How can you know this?
(22:43:25) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Wanders over and takes up The Big Chair™, and begins pondering to himself the meaning of the issue, not wanting to bother Wright again during her time off.::
(22:45:38) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: The news comes through the extraordinary efforts of none other than Doug McKnight.
(22:47:00) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: was prepared to refute the trustworthiness of the source, until she learned it was McKnight, his loyalty unassailable :: Kate: And... you're sure he hasn't suffered... some kind of psychotic break, right? Sorry, sorry, just making sure...
(22:47:21) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: smirks at Vallero :: XO: Aye. It's funny. When you're a soldier, you're numbed to the taking of life. 'Hate that part of it. Often, in what we do we don't have to worry about it so much, even as Marines. But that fight... It's not fun, but you kinda look forward to it when you've been trained for it like I have. You might not like it, but you look forward to the next encounter.
(22:47:47) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: I am certain of it. We had a conversation shortly after the funeral, about our suspicion that the shuttle explosion was no accident, among other things. He promised to look into it, and did.
(22:48:12) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Kate: Have you seen proof that... that they live? Can we help them?
(22:48:50) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: slams more of his drink ::
(22:49:23) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: frowns at Wolfe's explanation, finding too much of it true about himself for his liking, then takes another swig of his drink ::
(22:49:52) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: He has something planned and intends to make contact again soon, so we are damn well going to try.
(22:50:10) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: shrugs :: It's what we do. Marines are fighters. We fight for honor, and for the fight itself. :: swigs again ::
(22:50:42) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: her heart soars with joy that they survived after all, that her guilt was unnecessary, but her die-hard internal realist forces it down until there can be no doubt :: Kate: I'm in. I have no idea what I'm signing up for, but I will back your play. Tell me how I can help.
(22:51:57) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: Given his strange reaction to the Romulan situation, I do not know if I can really trust Vallero. You, though... :: smiles lovingly at her :: Not just because of us, but you were willing to immediately resign over that.
(22:52:55) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Suddenly there came a tapping, a tapping on the bathroom door.
(22:53:04) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: scoffs :: Kate: Because it was the right thing to do. That it makes me the better person is an acceptable side effect. :: smirks ::
(22:53:09) CO_Capt_Harper: Lexy: I do not know what you can do to help yet— :: turns with a start at the knock :
(22:53:25) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: her smirk fades immediately at the knock ::
(22:54:01) CO_Capt_Harper: :: opens the door after some hesitation ::
(22:54:45) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: Self: Something is happening... somewhere aboard this ship... that someone wants to go unnoticed... That must be the logical reason. ::Sits back.:: But to what end...?
(22:54:55) ColDougMcKnight: :: Stands there, sitting awkwardly against a chair. :: Hey, sorry to interrupt. I just...felt really uncomfortable about doing this in the bathroom. Hi, Wright!
(22:55:31) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: gives McKnight a shy little smile and wave ::
(22:55:33) CO_Capt_Harper: :: Somewhat startled :: Doug! How did you—you know what, never mind.
(22:55:56) ColDougMcKnight: :: Proceeds right ahead. :: So, here's the plan. A Zibellian freighters leaves here at 0700 hours tomorrow morning. I can arrange for you two to be aboard as unregistered passengers. About 3 hours into the journey, the ship will be waylaid by "pirates". That's your pickup.
(22:56:13) ColDougMcKnight: ...Or, we can just bust Atlantis out of this dump. Either one's good.
(22:56:24) CO_Capt_Harper: PAUSE SIM
(22:56:25) CO_Capt_Harper: PAUSE SIM
(22:56:25) CO_Capt_Harper: PAUSE SIM