Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Nov 14 21:00:26 2018 on (irc)

(21:15:14) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:14) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:15) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:39) CO_CaptHarper: :: gets up from the helm and Picard-maneuvers :: CSO: On screen.
(21:16:28) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: has positioned her fighter closer to the Atlantis to act as a sort of screen should anyone start shooting again ::
(21:16:42) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches from her chair with rapt attention to the main viewer ::
(21:16:59) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: flies a standard patrol around Atlantis, eyeing the drones and frigates with a wary eye ::
(21:16:59) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: strides back onto the bridge, pausing for only a moment before making her way to the medical console. She has changed uniform tops to a clean one, and has a sunken look in her eye, but she is solid, upright, and focused. ::
(21:17:11) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: has stopped firing, once it was too late for another volley to have been sent before the hail came through. ::
(21:18:05) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Powers down the deflector, and the antilepton modifications.::
(21:18:17) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: puts the hail on-screen, eagerly anticipating what the strange bearded one will say ::
(21:19:06) CO_CaptHarper: ACTION> The Bearded One appears on the screen, laughing uproariously.
(21:19:45) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: kinda likes the bearded guy and smirks ::
(21:19:46) CO_CaptHarper: Beardo> Well done, Captain Harper! :: he pounds his great fists together with a thump :: You are victorious!
(21:19:52) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: pauses what she was doing on the console to look up, eyes narrowing at the screen ::
(21:21:06) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: finds herself taking a surreptitious relieved breath ::
(21:21:30) CO_CaptHarper: :: nods graciously :: Thank you, though we must discuss what that actually means... and I never got your name?
(21:24:18) CO_CaptHarper: Beardo> What it means? :: laughs again :: You were the one that made the challenge! I am Colonel Jaire, and look forward to your victory feast!
(21:25:14) CO_CaptHarper: :: thinks back to the documentary she studied, and her intial impression that she challenged them to mock combat and a celebration :: Of course! :: claps her hands together with a grin ::
(21:26:57) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks at Harper with big eyes ::
(21:26:57) CO_CaptHarper: Jaire> As you are undoubtedly unfamiliar with our customs, despite your impressive attempt to learn them, we will understand if you need additional time to prepare it.
(21:27:47) CO_CaptHarper: :: nodding, thankful :: Yes, indeed. Can you provide any information on the proper way to conduct such a celebration?
(21:29:35) CO_CaptHarper: Jaire> We will transmit the necessary information, and as we are The Defeated, will stand by for your command.
(21:30:11) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: resists mouthing "The Defeated," but only barely ::
(21:31:42) CO_CaptHarper: :: wonders what status this affords them as The Victorious, but does not push the issue beyond standard terms :: We will be in touch. In the meantime.. keep your weapons and warp drives powered down. You may, of course, make repairs.
(21:32:38) CO_CaptHarper: Jaire> Thank you, Captain. It is promising to see that your people are as magnanimous in victory as we would be, should the tables have been turned. Jaire out. :: cuts the comm :
(21:33:16) CO_CaptHarper: :: stares at the black screen for a moment, almost incredulous that this seems to have worked ::
(21:33:33) XO_Cdr_Kuari: All: I've never seen anyone seemingly so happy to be defeated.
(21:33:48) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: finds herself staring daggers at the blank screen and shakes her head hard to clear it, slowly turning to look at Kuari ::
(21:34:03) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: turns and looks at Kate :: CO: "The Defeated?"
(21:34:09) CO_CaptHarper: XO: I do hope his only losses were drones.
(21:34:23) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: outloud: Well.
(21:35:01) SCI_LtJG_Jude: Self: Well then.
(21:35:16) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Based on that documentary you liberated, The Victorious must host a party for The Defeated, honoring them and their brave fight.
(21:36:03) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: looks over and nods to Gray :: TAC2: Nicely done. I like your phaser technique.
(21:36:26) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: begins to order preparations for the feast from her console ::
(21:36:52) CO_CaptHarper: All: Before any of that, though... XO: Damage reports from all departments.
(21:36:56) Tac2_2LT_Grey: CTO: Thank you, sir. ::barely glances from her console.::
(21:37:13) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CO: I've got them coming in.
(21:37:17) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Recall the Sharks.
(21:37:18) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: she overhears the comment Wolfe makes to Grey, and rolls her eyes ::
(21:38:03) CSO_Cdr_Wright: *Sharks* Sharks, you are recalled. Return to the launch bay.
(21:38:07) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: looks up :: XO: Seven patients are being held overnight for serious injuries, but everyone was stabilized.. :: she exhales slowly :: XO: No casualties.
(21:38:31) CO_CaptHarper: :: looks for a doctor and turns to Acacia as she reports to Kuari, then exhales with relief at the report ::
(21:38:52) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: offers a small, wry smile to the captain, her relief at the end of the fighting palpable ::
(21:38:56) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: looks around before making a neat flip-turn and heading back to Atlantis ::
(21:39:02) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods to Acacia with a small smile :: MED: Thank you.
(21:39:03) TAC_LCdr_TLira: *CSO* Acknowledged, Atlantis. Returning to the bay. :: angles her fighter for the return trip and hits the gas. As much as she enjoys this aspect of her job, it gets frustrating after a time ::
(21:39:45) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: turns into a graceful arc that lines up with the assault bay doors, looking forward to finally getting that shower after a long day of flying, waiting, and playing cards ::
(21:41:10) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: finishes looking over the reports :: CO: All department reports are in. All major systems are functional. Damage is minor.
(21:41:59) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: flies home with the rest of the Sharks :: Self: No more losing to poker, time for some R and R.
(21:41:59) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: steps onto the bridge and takes a position at the secondary engineering console ::
(21:42:12) CO_CaptHarper: XO: That is a relief. Advise on full repair estimates once they are in.
(21:42:41) CO_CaptHarper: :: looks at the wall and permits herself a moment of incredulity at how lucky they seem to have gotten ::
(21:42:48) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: sets her fighter down and runs a post flight check for any damage, and then pops the canopy and steps down from the cockpit ::
(21:43:05) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: touches down on the assault bay deck, powers down, and climbs out ::
(21:44:39) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods ::
(21:45:04) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: Receiving details of the celebration.. now. :: sends them to the Command consoles ::
(21:45:35) CO_CaptHarper: :: heads to her chair to examine the new information ::
(21:47:33) CO_CaptHarper: :: looking through the data, some of the things she didn't understand from the video now clicking into place ::
(21:47:52) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: also looking through the data ::
(21:47:55) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: lands and puts her fighter to bed before jumping out onto the deck ::
(21:48:19) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: peers curiously at the party information on her console ::
(21:48:20) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: heads for the locker room, clapping fellow pilots on the back after a successful sortie ::
(21:48:32) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::busy making the rounds in sickbay between the seven patients, filling in the reports as she goes::
(21:48:37) CO_CaptHarper: XO: This... is quite detailed.
(21:48:39) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: checks the outside of her fighter, not pleased to see some of the scrapes and damage. After making a mental note, she heads for the locker room ::
(21:48:57) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: staring at the document :: CO: Yeah...
(21:50:28) CO_CaptHarper: :: considers the setting :: XO: If they do this aboard their ships, they must have holodecks...
(21:50:54) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods :: CO: That would make sense.
(21:51:46) CO_CaptHarper: :: looks up from her chair console :: CSO: Reply and ask if they have a holodeck program we can attempt to adapt to our systems.
(21:54:48) CO_CaptHarper: XO: Get all of these foods to engineering and have them configure the replicators to make them. Some of them seem delicious.
(21:57:30) CO_CaptHarper: :: gets to another section and looks over to the tactical console :: CTO: Major, we will need all of your Marines there...
(21:58:35) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: Of course. With pleasure.
(21:58:56) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::grabs a look at the latest info coming in on her console, between patients:: Self: Wha.. a party? Weren't we just in a battle?
(21:59:21) CO_CaptHarper: CTO: ...In a somewhat special dress uniform. :: smirks wryly ::
(21:59:58) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: groans audibly :: Self: Great.
(22:00:22) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: perks an eyebrow and looks at Wolfe ::
(22:00:42) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: ... All right...
(22:03:46) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sends over a hastily translated message asking about the holodeck program ::
(22:04:07) CO_CaptHarper: CTO: The Marines are our equivalent of their warriors in this feast.
(22:04:40) CO_CaptHarper: All: They have specific costumes for warriors, healers, scientists, and engineers. Interestingly enough, their highest accolades go to their engineers, so they have the most elaborate costumes.
(22:04:51) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: I see. And the dress uniform involved?
(22:04:55) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: finishes sending the recipes to Engineering :: CO: We should alert all attending crew to cultural behaviors to be expected as well.
(22:05:24) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: raises an eyebrow, and begins penning the message that she'll send to sick bay ::
(22:05:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks up the scientist costume ::
(22:06:05) CO_CaptHarper: XO: Indeed. I think this will be difficult, to be honest, but we will give it our best.
(22:06:57) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: grins at the thought on an elaborate costume ::
(22:07:25) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: groans even louder at the idea of an elaborate costume ::
(22:08:19) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: glances over at the medical costume and laughs quietly to herself before sending the picture down to appear on consoles next to sick bay staff, along with a note explaining that there's a feast for peace and to await more detailed cultural notes ::
(22:08:28) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: turns towards Grey :: TAC2: Wh-wh-wh-why th-the-the groan? Not-not-not-not looking for-for-forward to it?
(22:09:40) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::swipes through the new information:: Self: A costume? With.. feathers?? Ok this is getting weird... ::keeps swiping::
(22:09:59) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: glances towards Razyn :: ENG2: More like I despise dressing up as a whole. There's no ifs, buts, or coconuts about it. :: grumbles again :: ENG2: I have never worn a dress and I would like to keep it that way.
(22:10:37) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: emerges from the shower in the locker room and changes back into a uniform ::
(22:11:27) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: has found refuge in her quarters while Taril is in class to file yet another after action report. She may as well write these from memory at this point ::
(22:11:47) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: TAC2: Always-always-always a g-g-g-good-good day t-t-t-to-to-to-to try new thhhh-things! :: he grins ::
(22:11:54) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Ash> :: disappears into the NPC unrendered void of the ship ::
(22:14:11) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: snorts :: ENG2: Mmh, yeah. When pigs fly I will dress up. Until then, no. Never. And I will keep it that way. :: tone is heavily sarcastic ::
(22:14:47) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: TAC2: Then-then-then I wwwwwwww-will make a p-p-p-p-pig fly.
(22:15:06) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks at the scientist costume and nods :: Self: Interesting. :: looks up the other costumes and smirks, once she reads over the warrior's ::
(22:15:33) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: has recieved a file and is already not fond of what is within ::
(22:15:56) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: snorts dismissively and stalks off the bridge :: ENG2: You can try, but I absolutely refuse to dress up. EVEN with what they're offering. :: tosses over her shoulder ::
(22:16:41) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: TAC2: I f-f-f-f-for one quite-quite-quite lllll-ll-like-like my cost-cost-costume.
(22:16:51) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: TAC2: Lieutenant.
(22:17:40) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: watches the exchange, and smirks to herself, as she continues to read over the other department costumes ::
(22:17:55) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: TAC2: You will be there, and you will be dressed appropriately for the occasion. Just as all the other Marines will. If you'd like to step down to the Navy, you're welcome to put in your request, and I will gladly deny your transfer.
(22:18:46) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: Stops and turns to face Wolfe, expression thunderous. :: CTO: Fine, sir. I will be there. Request for dismissal?
(22:18:55) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Quietly types away at his console.::
(22:19:04) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: wonders if there is a way out of this gathering, as she is not technically a Marine... goes to check the regulations ::
(22:19:07) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: TAC2: Dismissed to go get changed.
(22:19:20) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: covers mouth, trying not to giggle, and simply grins stupidly instead ::
(22:19:22) CO_CaptHarper: :: starts formatting her notes on interaction from her documentary studies for dissemination to the crew, augmenting with new data ::
(22:19:32) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: kind of excited about the starry shirt in her costume ::
(22:19:42) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: Stalks off the bridge to head down to her quarters, groaning at seeing the costume ::
(22:21:26) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: turns over his station to a replacement so that he can go get changed as well. Having seen what he has to wear, he's not that much happier than Gray, but he hides it a bit better. ::
(22:21:49) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: overhears Wolfe and Grey, turning her head to watch Grey leave. She meets Wolfe's eyes and gives an almost imperceptive nod ::
(22:21:51) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: figures it cannot hurt to ask, for clarification, if anything :: *CTO* T’Lira to Wolfe.
(22:21:52) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: I've received the holodeck program. I'm working on getting it integrated with our systems now.
(22:22:10) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: nods back at Kuari as he passes by. ::
(22:22:22) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: finally sees the notice of the party and expected attire, and chuckles ::
(22:22:40) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Excellent. Get engineering involved if necessary.
(22:23:04) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: snaps his head towards Wright ::
(22:23:14) CO_CaptHarper: :: stops Wolfe as he passes ::
(22:23:27) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: *TAC* Go ahead.
(22:23:42) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: holds a finger up to Harper... respectfully... ::
(22:23:58) TAC_LCdr_TLira: *CTO* I wished to recieve clarification in regards to this celebratory gathering and whether my presence is required.
(22:24:13) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks over at the Engineers and notices Razyn looking at her :: ENG2 How are you at integrating alien holodeck programs?
(22:24:31) CO_CaptHarper: :: patiently waits for him to be done with the comm ::
(22:24:52) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Relaxes into his seat, directing teams around to essential repairs from the battle.::
(22:24:57) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is busily coordinating celebration information across the ship and allocating departments ::
(22:24:59) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: rolls his eyes a little to Harper at the question, knowing many of the Marines will want to ask the same thing. :: *TAC* Yours, and every other Marine. No exceptions.
(22:25:24) CO_CaptHarper: :: smirks, this being the "fun" part of diplomacy ::
(22:25:25) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: CSO: I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm d-d-d-d- :: he paused :: CSO: d-decent.
(22:25:41) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: *TAC* And any Navy officers under my command as well.
(22:26:09) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: almost wants to point out that she is tactical, not technically a Marine, but can almost sense the aggravation :: *CTO* Acknowledged.
(22:26:18) CSO_Cdr_Wright: ENG2: Then I could certainly use your help here. Let me share what I'm working on to your console :: does so ::
(22:26:23) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: supposes he counts as a warrior, and heads off to his quarters to figure out the costume ::
(22:26:59) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::has replicated her costume by now, and is currently trying to figure out whether to wear the dillweed as a head wreath or bundled with a sprig of lavender in a corsage::
(22:27:15) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: finally finishes with her console, getting up and heading for the turbolift to go change as well ::
(22:27:20) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Suzuki> :: sees the message come up while she's soaking in a well-deserved bath :: Self: Ugh.
(22:27:27) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: *TAC* Thank you, Commander. Wolfe out. :: focuses on Harper. :: CO Captain.
(22:27:38) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: glances at the file and resolves to replicate it. She has not worn so revealing an outfit in quite some time, and is not certain about this, at all. However, she has a duty and will fulfill it ::
(22:27:53) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: Self: And where the hell am I supposed to put the garlic?
(22:28:07) CO_CaptHarper: CTO: Major... I do not think there is deception involved here, but take all precautions when they arrive. It is a good thing they expect all of our... warriors to be present and armed, at least.
(22:28:20) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: he goes through the holodeck program, and taps his console, trying to change various settings to make it compatible with the ship's holodeck ::
(22:29:45) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: CO: As warriors should be anyway. I fully agree with you and had planned on that anyway.
(22:30:25) CO_CaptHarper: :: nods :: CTO: I imagined that you would have. Carry on.
(22:30:36) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sits back as Razyn takes over from her, thinking it's probably for the best :: ENG2: I couldn't figure out the best way to align the matrices... but it looks like you have that sorted out.
(22:30:47) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: It is similar to how the Breen conduct business.
(22:30:49) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: grumbles to himself :: Self: Fucking hell.
(22:31:19) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: nods to Harper and continues to the Turbolift. ::
(22:31:50) CO_CaptHarper: ENG: Ah, indeed? That could be helpful if things get awkward.
(22:31:58) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::starts to break out into itchy red hives from something in the herbal mix, and chucks the whole thing back into the recycler, getting out her dress uniform instead::
(22:32:38) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: now in her quarters, zips up the robe, looking at it in the mirror. She thinks for a moment, and grabs her trimmers to take some of her flowers to make her headpiece ::
(22:33:15) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Nods, turning back to his console.::
(22:33:50) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: Self: What-what-what a fucking nightmmmmare. :: continues to try to convert the program ::
(22:34:07) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: is not fond of this outfit, not in the least. It is far too revealing for her tastes, and there are certain scars she could do without the reminder of ::
(22:34:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is mildly surprised at Razyn's language ::
(22:35:43) CO_CaptHarper: ENG: Can our replicators make their food?
(22:37:34) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: eventually makes it work, and he claps hands together :: CSO: Ayyye! I've-I've-I've-I've g-g-got it!
(22:38:06) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: sits down, finally taking a moment to breathe as she sets to work weaving her headdress of herbs and flowers ::
(22:38:26) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Checks the data the aliens sent, and stares at the chemical data blankly for a moment; a crack of exaustion breaking across his face for just a moment.:: CO: I believe so.
(22:38:40) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sends her own uniform.. and one for Kate, since she won't think of it ... to the replicator in their quarters, then hears Razyn :: ENG2: Oh? You were able to integrate it already? :: grinning ::
(22:38:57) CO_CaptHarper: ENG: Begin replicating all that is required and have it sent to holodeck one.
(22:39:18) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: his fingers dance accross his console :: CSO: Nn-n-n-now I hhhave-have.
(22:40:51) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: Luckily we do not have any Tellarites present. There is an alkaloid present in one of the... vegetables. Acts as a depressent of sympathetic nevous system.
(22:41:27) CO_CaptHarper: :: surprised that there are any vegetables at all ::
(22:41:56) CO_CaptHarper: ENG: Fortunate, indeed.
(22:42:14) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: overhears Ilaihr taking care of the food replication and checks that box. She looks over the other preparations underway on her screen, then nods to herself and looks up at Harper :: CO: Everything is being taken care of, pending anything you want to add to cultural behavior.
(22:42:15) CSO_Cdr_Wright: ENG2: That was fast! I'm impressed, Razyn.
(22:43:01) CO_CaptHarper: :: sends over her notes on interactions and expectations to Kuari :: XO: Yes, get this out to everyone as well.
(22:43:15) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: nods and looks it over briefly before sending it on ::
(22:43:21) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: And as an advisory... there is a spice present that will... be very hot, possibly more than you are used to.
(22:43:42) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CO: We wouldn't want to be late. I have some...things to figure out with my costume and could need more time.
(22:43:45) MED_Ens_Acacia: :: picks up her padd, reading the cultural handout and setting aside her flower crown for a moment ::
(22:43:48) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::realises she read the description of the costume wrong, and makes up a tunic of the proper printed cloth, without real herbs::
(22:44:12) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: CSO: My-my-my-my brain works fast-fast-faster than-than the rrrrrest of-of my body. :: gives a goofy grin, before turning back to his console ::
(22:44:13) CO_CaptHarper: :: likes spicy food, to a point :: ENG: Let everyone know in the bulletin what the spicy foods are.
(22:44:46) CSO_Cdr_Wright: CO: With Razyn's help, it looks like the holodeck program is fully integrated.
(22:44:48) CO_CaptHarper: XO: Hm, I imagine you might. We have yet to tell them when to come, but go ahead, if you need the time.
(22:45:10) CO_CaptHarper: CSO/ENG2: Brilliant, well done, you two. Send it to holodeck one and activate it.
(22:45:20) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: Standing outside the bridge before entering, dressed in the warrior costume, looking absolutely embarrassed. :: CTO: Sir? :: Her exposed skin was lined with silvery scars as she kept her gaze on Wolfe. The main one that seemed to stretch over her entire midriff, scars remaining from a surgery when she was young and had swallowed magnets::
(22:45:27) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: leaps off her seat and trots off the Bridge to go change ::
(22:46:23) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Types in the specifications of the meal, having the lounge replicators prepare it, with the staff on standby to deliver it to the holodeck.::
(22:46:27) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sends it to Holodeck 1 and activates it :: CO: Done. Permission to leave my station to prepare?
(22:46:53) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Signal them to be here in one hour, then go ahead.
(22:46:53) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: looks up from where he is working and sees Grey. Then he sees the scars. Quickly he heads over to the Turbolift where she is and sort of blocks anyone else's view. Quietly, so no one else can hear :: TAC2: Magnets?
(22:47:37) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: stops dead in her tracks, nodding silently in response. :: CTO: Yes sir.
(22:48:11) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: transmits the message, then approaches close to Kate as she heads for the TL :: CO, quietly: I replicated one for you as well. It's waiting in our quarters. :: small smile ::
(22:48:50) CO_CaptHarper: CSO: Thank you, I appreciate it. :: grateful that she has someone to take care of stuff like that for her ::
(22:49:05) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: nods gently. :: TAC2: I see. And I see why you were upset about having to go in this garb. Let's get to Sickbay and have them take care of that for you, even if it has to just be temporary. :: taps his comm :: *CMO* Wolfe to Tailor. Doctor?
(22:49:35) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: allows the doors of the TL to close behind him. :: Sickbay. :: The turbolift starts moving downward from the Bridge. ::
(22:50:48) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: heads for the TL, ready to go change and go down to the holodeck for final preparations ::
(22:51:25) Tac2_2LT_Grey: :: she stood by Wolfe, fingers twisting together out of nervousness, watching the turbolift descend. ::
(22:51:29) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::pauses in putting a new replicated fake but real-looking headdress on her head:: *CTO*: Tailor here, what can I do for you?
(22:52:35) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: *CMO* Doctor, A somewhat unusual request, but I think you can help. Could you meet me in Sickbay? I am on my way there with one of my officers. Not an emergency or life-threatening, but I need your help.
(22:55:11) CO_CaptHarper: :: making final preparations on the bridge, then hands things off to beta shift as they file in to take over ::
(22:55:52) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *CTO*: Sure.. I'll meet you there in just a few minutes.
(22:55:55) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: *CMO* Thank you, Doctor. Wolfe out. :: looks Grey in the eye. :: 2TAC: I think you're going to like this.
(22:55:58) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(22:55:59) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(22:55:59) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM