Star Trek: Maverick_ RPG *Positions always open!*

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*Sickbay*


Lennox: Excellent counselor! Oh, I am ordering Ltjg. Sharpp to make an appointment with you as soon as he feels up to it.

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*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: I don't see why not, Captain. It would be our honor to have you aboard. I shall meet you personaly in the transporter room. to Riddle Lieutenant, you have the Bridge. walks to the turbolift with Commander Bijaj

*Ten-Forward*

After Lennox left for the Sickbay, Katian cleaned up what she could of Qunetin's 'mess' by getting rid of most of the candles and flowers. She still did not feel that tired, so she decided to head back to Ten-Forward.

Lirra: seeing Kati come in Miss Ryoux, your shift ended hours ago...

Katian: I know, Lirra, but I didn't feel like going to sleep just yet.

She takes her place behind the bar and begins to serve the few dinner stragglers.

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*The Bridge*

Riddle takes the captains place on the bridge, where things have become almost too peaceful.

*Siclbay*

Sharpp sights up on his biobed, his head spinning violently, he falls to the ground by sheer force of the vertigo, and does his best to stand up. He notices that he is waring a hospital smock, the mapping of scars and jagged gashes across his naked skin, exposed to the sickening fluorescent hospital lighting. He feels as if his head had just been crushed in a vice. Verrik runs over to where he is standing and helps him back onto the biobed.

Sharpp: *groans* What am I doing here?

Lennox overhears this exchange and decides to interrupt.

Lennox: Milo, you consumed a large amount of alcohol and were involved in a physical altercation with a Klingon officer, who shattered your skull in five places. You are lucky to be alive, none the less trying to crawl out of bed.
Sharpp: I did that?
Lennox: Yes....
Sharpp: Well, your life signs look normal. So I suppose right now. But, captain Patton has relieved you of duty for the next week. I am going to order you to bed rest until further notice. And, when you feel well enough, you are going to have to make an appointment to see counselor D'ar.

Sharpp agrees silently, and begins to put his clothes back on. Nurse Verrik escorts him back to his quarters. He is too exhausted to be truly upset by this whole incident. But, if they say his self inflicted injuries, he knew it was only a matter of time before he was relieved of duty permanantly. Inside his quarters, he lays down on his couch in yesterdays blood splattered uniform and drifts into an uneasy, injury induced sleep.

*Ten Forward*

[I]Verrik's shift is over in sickbay and he walks into ten forward and takes a seat at the bar. Ordering a glass of tulleberry juice and vodka. His antennae bowing to the side as he takes a sip of the harsh mixture. He observes the beautiful Aenar waitress as the glides from place to place, performing her duties with great skill and percission. He knew she wasn't the only other andorian on the ship, but she was certainly the most beautiful one. And more importantly, the most friendly one. Andorian men were typically the submissive ones in a relationship. But there is a fine line between a woman being strong and dominant, and down right cruel. The ships navigator, for example.

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Lirra walks up to Verrik's seat at the bar

Lirra: May I get you something else, Verrik?

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*Ten Forward*

Verrik stares at Lirra for a moment, his antennae pointed decidedly forward.

Verrik: Yes, I would like a serving of peace of mind with a side of dignity... but if you don't have that, some red bat on rye will suffice.

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Lirra nods and goes to the nearest replicator to retrieve Verrik's order. They only knew each other vaguley, but she found him and his mind interesting. Usually she does not read others thoughts without their permission, but she found herself curious when it came to Verrik.

Lirra: sets the dish down Here you are. Is there anything else I may get you?

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*Ten Forward*

Verrik smiles at Lirra, with the distinct feeling that she already could hear his thoughts.

Verrik: Well, you could start by joining me for a drink, and perhaps a walk through the arboretum...

*Sharpp's Quarters*

Milo wakes up in a cold sweat, unsure why he was so terrified. He gets up, less dizzy than before and drinks a glass of water. Reality seems skewed somehow, everything seems too bright and vivid. He pulls on a set of civilian clothes and hangs his bloody uniform in the sonic shower. "Computer, lights off." He leaves his quarters, against orders, and walks down the corridor.

*Sickbay*

Lennox finishes re-organizing the hyposprays and viles of antibiotics and stared into the medical bay. All the beds are empty, and two nurses are standing at a desk, gossiping. He decides he needs to speak to Katian, since he left so adbruptly. And that he was not really needed in sickbay at the moment, his staff seemed to have things under control. He walks up to a human doctor. "Dr. Sterling, you are in command. Contact me if you need me."

*Ten-Forward*

Lennox walks into ten forward and sees Verrik at the bar speaking with the Aenar waitress, and looks past them, searching for Katian. He walks to the empty end of the bar and has a seat and waits patiently.

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Katian watched as Lirra accepted the other Andorian's offer to share a drink and a walk in the Arboretum. The scene was very sweet, and it reminded her of...

The lounge doors open and she watches Lennox walk in, look around, and take an empty seat at the bar.

Katian: smiling, walking over Hello again, Doctor Lennox. How were things in Sickbay?

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*Transporter Room*


Col Bijaj walked in with Capt. Patton as Keltok materilizes on the transporter pad. She walks over and salutes her husband.

Col. Bijaj: Greetings, Keltok. This is an unexpected pleasure.

[I]Capt. Keltok gives the Klingon salute to Capt. Patton, then turns to his wife:

Capt. Keltok: The Vaq'wi is on a mission for the Emperor, he explained to the Captain and his mate. I did not know we would pass the Maverick or have the opportunity to escort her to the Starbase.

Col. Bijaj: This is a fortunate meeting then! We had thought we would not meet until both our missions had been completed, she explained to Capt. Pattonl.

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*Sickbay*

Counsellor D'ar finishes her tasks and says goodnight to the staff. She needed to finally go to bed if she was to be ready for a rather hectic day tomorrow.

Counsellor D'ar: Dr. Sterling, may I be excused? Good night all!

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*Transporter Room*

Capt. Patton: Then I suppose it was fortunate we were attacked. Captain Keltok, I'm sure you would like to spend some time with Commander Bijaj, so I think I will head back to the Bridge. Commander... smiles Take as much time as you need. to Keltok It was a pleasure to meet you, Captain. nods, leaves

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*Transporter Room*

Col. Bijaj: (smiling - something rarely seen by humans) Thank you Captain!

She turns to her husband and leads him away to her quarters. Once behind closed doors, she orders the computer to play Klingon opera and orders two servings of Gakh from the replicator. She hands him a plate, laughing.

Col. Bijaj: Husband, please accept this meal as a token of our life together.

They take ceremonial bites of their food and go into the bedchamber...the sounds of crashing furniture and loudly sung love poems rings through the chamber. The soundproofing of the cabin was needed to retain the sounds of the Klingon mating ritual.

(((OOC: goodnight all!)

[MooreSpino]

((OOC: Good night, edejan!))

*Cooridor*

Patton makes her way through the almost empty cooridor. Things have quited down considerably, and she was thankful for that.

Up ahead, she sees Lt.JG. Sharpp stagger down the hall towards her.

Capt. Patton: Lieutenant? What are you doing out of Sickbay?

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*Ten Forward

Lennox leans in and smiles sweetly at Katian as Lirra sits next to Verrik and pours them both a glass of andorian ale.

Lennox: Sickbay is calm, boring, and empty. Just the way I like it. How are you doing? Is everything ok since we departed?

He realizes that this last question makes it sound as if they had died, but the meaning stayed the same.


*Corridor*

Sharpp is shocked to see Patton and tries his best to act as if everything is normal since he himself is not exactly sure why he wandering around the ship.

Sharpp: I uhhh.. I-I'm f-f-fine, s-s-sir...

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*Corridor*

Capt. Patton: Uh-huh... Well, cracking your head in five places doesn't sound fine to me. Lieutenant, at least go back to your quarters for your own well-being... That's an order.

*Ten-Forward*

Katian: smiles Yes, everything's fine... I cleaned up... Uh, 'you-know-what' and found I couldn't sleep afterwards. So I found my way back here. shrugs Want something to drink? I'm here to serve! mock bows

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*Corridor*

Sharpp blinks at the captain and sees an all too familiar face staring back at him. "Kristopher? He asks himself outloud. The walls start to spin around him and he starts running as fast as he can. He rounds the corner and see's a hatch to the jeffries tubes. He climbs inside and starts moving, to where he is uncertain, he just has to get away.

*Ten Forward*

Lennox: No thank you... *grins* you are all I need.

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*Cooridor*

Capt. Patton: taps comm. badge Patton to Security! Lieutenant Sharrp is running through the Jeffries Tubes, he could be delusional! she goes after him

*Ten-Forward*

Katian: blushes Oh, Lennox... smiles, places her hand over his And you're all I need.

Lirra and Verrik get up from their places at the bar and, arm in arm, walk out of Ten-Forward together, smiles on both faces.

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*Ten-Forward*

The warmth of another's hand against his. Not through the sterile guise of medical professionalism, Katian wasn't a patient and he could actually touch her. He kisses her hand like an ancient Virginia gentleman. He could feel her steady pulse, blood flowing through capilaries.

Lennox: I would just like to say that you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. *smiles* And certainly the most compassionate and kind. I would... like to pursue a relationship with you.

Lennox has a tendency to be blunt. A part of his android disposition, but sometimes, things are better that way.

Jeffries Tube*

Sharpp scurries through the ship like a rat, he gets to an intersection in the tunnels and runs head on into a shadow. He is tall with blond hair and blue eyes, a square jaw and a blue silk suit. Sharpp jumps back and hits the wall.

Sharpp: Shit! Kristopher what are you doing here, you're on earth! Y-y-you're...
Kristopher: I'm right here Milo... why don't you come with me, I want to talk to you.
Sharpp: Rot in hell!

Sharpp starts running back the way he came, Kristopher at his heels, he finally reaches a panel to a corridor and tries to climb out, he feels someone grab one of his ankles, but he kicks his way free and falls into the floor, briefly unconscious. T'lei and two other security officers stand over him.

T'lei: T'lei to Captain Patton, we've found him. Come on, Mr. Sharpp, you're coming with us to sickbay.

Sharpp didn't fight them any, but kept insisting that they were being followed.

[MooreSpino]

*Corridor*

Capt. Patton: taps comm. badge Good work, Lieutenant. I'll meet you in Sickbay. I need to have a little chat with Sharpp...

*Ten-Forward*

Kati blushed even more when Lennox kissed her hand and asked to begin a relationship. Even if he was a Android, he had all the charm of any other man she knew. Along with a childish innocence and intelect that rivaled any so called genius in the galaxy. Lennox was so many things... Including someone Kati found herself caring about more than anything else...

Katian: Of course, Lennox. smiles as she recalls their first conversation It would make me very happy to be in a relationship with you.

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*Ten Forward*

Lennox grins as he is overcome with a sudden wave of giddiness. He wants to pick kati up and swing her around the room, but the bar and furniture is in the way. So he leans over and kisses her instead.

Lennox: So... what is your preffered color? Favorite flower, food, I want to know anything and everything about you!

Lennox meant it too, she was the most fascinating being he had ever encountered and at this second, there was no one else in the universe but her.

*Sickbay*

T'lei walks into the room, holding Sharpp by the shoulder who looked quite dased. He was using staring at the floor. "I'm being followed." He mutters, as if it were an everyday statement. T'lei give the captain one of those "i hate humans" looks that Vulcans use, and says, "There was absolutely no indication of anyone else in the jeffries tubes, sir. No other life signs but his."

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Kati kisses Lennox back.

Katian: smiles Well... My favorite color is sky blue, my favorite kind of flowers are Betazed roses, and my favorite food... Ratamba stew with mushrooms and peppers. What about you, Lennox? What are your favorite things?

*Sickbay*

Capt. Patton: Thank you, Lieutenant. to Sharrp Mister Sharpp, what do you think you were doing running through the Jefferies Tubes like a Andorian rat? I ordered you to go back to your quarters.

Sharpp doesn't answer but instead keeps muttering that someone is following him. Patton looks around but there doesen't seem to any available doctors at the moment.

Capt. Patton: mutters Here we go again... Computer, activate Emergency Medical Hologram.

The EMH shimmers to life.

EMH: Please state the natu-- Captain Patton. Well, three times in a row. This has to be some kind of record.

Capt. Patton: That's good to know... motions to Sharpp, who is now lying on a biobed I need you to check this officer over. He was found wondering the corridors, muttering that someone was following him.

The EMH picks up a medical tricorder and begins to scan Sharpp.

EMT: Hmm... Massive head tramua... Minor swelling of the cerebellum... This man shouldn't be out of Sickbay! Much less wandering the halls of a starship! Who released this man?

Capt. Patton: waving off the question What about the hallucinations, Doctor?

EMH: They are most defintly caused by the head tramua. He should be treated with a cordical analeptic and confined to bed with someone monotoring him.

Capt. Patton: Can you do that?

EMH: offended Of course I can! I am a doctor after all. Or at least I'm programed to be one. picks up a hypospray and begins to treat Sharpp

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*Sickbay*

Sharpp smacks the hypospray out of the EMH's hand and jumps to the floor.

Sharpp: Don't TOUCH me! *sniffs* I hate doctors!
EMH: Delusional as well, I see.

Sharpp makes an attempt to flee from sickbay, but is caught by T'lei who uses the Vulcan nerve pinch on him. He is taken to a biobed where he restrained and given the neural-analeptic and a sedative.

T'lei: Call security if he gives you any more trouble.

*Ten Forward*

Lennox: *sits back, in deep thought* Lavender, any flower in the dianthus genus, and... I really like marshmallows, marshmallows and andorian ale. Oh, and I absolutely love spiders. I hope that won't be a problem, I keep several of them in my quarters, my cobalt blue is expecting spiderlings. *smiles* I have a cat as well.

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Katian: Spiders, huh? Interesting. I don't really know too much about spiders... Except I remember my Mother sweeping them up and putting them in the garden. She's deathly afraid of spiders, but still wouldn't kill one.

I do like cats, though. I've had a few growing up. I always thought they were sweet. smiles What kind do you have?

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*Ten Forward*

Lennox smiles as he checks his internal chronometer.

Lennox: I believe that she is what most people would refer to as a "mutt". She is white with patches of dark gray with black stripes. I found her when she was a kitten, she had a broken leg and a perforated intestine... But I nursed her back to health, I named her Lovecraft, because I was fascinated by american gothic literature at the time... which reminds me, I was supposed to have fed them an hour ago. I really must get back to my quarters, would you care to join me? Unless you are too busy, of course.

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Katian: No, actually I'm not supposed to be on duty for a few more hours. I'd love to go with you.

Lennox offers Kati his arm and together they walk out of Ten-Forward.

((OOC: Good night, world!))

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*Arboretum*

It is night time in the arboretum, and Verrik and Lirra walk hand in hand. Lirra refrains from her desire to probe his mind as she has done in the passing. He is incredibly peaceful and agreeable for an andorian. Much more like the Aenar, and she begins to wonder if had had any in his ancestory.

Lirra: Its so beautiful...
Verrik: It is... but, you are blind aren't you.
Lirra: That is true, my eyes do function, nor have the eyes of any Aenar for thousands of years.
Verrik: Then how can you tell your surroundings are beautiful... I am not trying to be rude, it has just been something I have always been curious about, and I have never met an Aenar in person before you...
Lirra: I know you aren't trying to be rude *smiles* my perception of my surroundings is complicated, please don't ask me to try to explain.
Verrik: I understand...

Lirra takes Verrik by the hands and the two touch antennae, the Andorian equilivant of a kiss.

*Sickbay*

Milo awakens in sickbay, feeling much better as a result of the neural analgysic, but immediately panics when he realizes that he is restrained to the table and starts screaming.

Sharpp: Let me go! LET ME GO!
EMH: Oh, just stop it. You are restrained because someone had the bright idea to release you and you were running around the ship in a state of delerium!
Sharpp: What? I don't remember any of that! The last thing I remember is being in ten forward, I had ordered a glass of ouzo and-
EMH: And you picked a fight with a Klingon who more or less crushed your skull and nearly killed you. Now relax or I will be forced to sedate you again.
Sharpp: Sedate? I'm not a d-d-danger to anyone, I just don't like being r-r-restrained! Please!
EMH: I'm a doctor, not a masochist. I would not have you in restraints unless it were for a good reason. You say you are not a threat, the self inflicted injuries all over your body state otherwise.
Sharpp: Oh god no...
EMH: Religion has nothing to do with this! Then, there is also your state of self induced starvation. You need to take care of your body, not carve it to pieces and live off of caffiene and air! You are a stones throw away from kidney failure and-
Sharpp: Oh for christs sake! Shut up! I don't want to hear this, not from an egotistical hologram! SHUT UP!
EMH: Oh where is the doctor that is supposed to be in charge here... *trails off*

The EMH walks over to a vulcan doctor named Kerik, and makes a seemingly angry complaint before he demands to be deactivated until the next emergency. The hologram peers over at Milo just before he dematerializes and the Vulcan walks towards him, shaking his head and muttering something about "holograms designed after humans" and "completly illogical."

Kerik: The EMH said that you were behaving beligerantly.
Sharpp: N-n-no, sir. I j-j-just don't understand w-why I need to be r-r-r-restrained.
Kerik: Yes, I understand that full body restraints can often times add to a humans agitation and panic. I will release you, but you must remain in your biobed. If you need anything, ask one of the staff.... and be forewarned, I am much stronger, faster, and more agile than you, particularly in your weakened state. Another escape attempt will be futile. *deactivates restraint field* now lie back and try to rest.
Sharpp: th-th-thank you, s-sir.

Sharpp does as he is told, for he is quite exhausted and nausiated. He can not tell if this is an effect of the medications he has been administered for the head injury, or just the injury itself. However he does his best to stay awake, a state of fear engulfs him when he even thinks of going to sleep.

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*Bridge*

Patton exits the turbolift and walks to the center of the Bridge where Riddle was siting.

Capt. Patton: Thank you, Mister Riddle, but I can take it from here. smiles

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*Engineering*

Lt. Woods: Captain, I have some bad news, our phaser banks are shot to hell. Because of the attack we needed to take them online too soon, the result is that the circuits are fused. Repairs are going to take at least a day.

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*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: If you take the phasers offline, will it effect the propulsion systems? I'd like to get back to a starbase before the Romulans decide to come back...

*Corridor*

Kimble and sh'Raazh are walking along the halls side-by-side. Kimble wanted to stop and sweep Tara up in his arms and kiss her right then and there, but he resists the urge for per her wishes to be subtle. Even though his empathy was telling him otherwise...

Lt. Kimble: So, Lieutenant Commander sh'Raazh... What would you like to do now?

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*Engineering*

Lt. Woods: No ma'am those systems are completely unrelated.

*Corridor*

Tara smiles at Richie, she feels so happy and peaceful at this moment. She had almost forgetten how that felt.

Tara: Let's go back to my quarters we never finished that Andorian ale, you've got me.

[MooreSpino]

*Corridor*

Lt. Kimble: smiles Sounds like a plan to me...

*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: Very well then, Mister Woods. Take the weapons systems offline and begin repairs. Keep me updated on your progress, if you don't mind, as well.

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*Engineering*

Lt. Woods: Aye Captain. All right people, you heard the captain, chop chop.

*sh'Raazh quarters*

The melancholic tones of a beautiful Andorian Ballad fills Tara's quarters. She takes the Andorian Ale and pores it in her finest Christal glasses. She takes a seat in front of Richie, sipping her ale with sensuality. The candle light creates sparkles in her silvery white hair, making it look like the finest silk. She leans towards her new lover touching him gently with her antenna's, a strange sensation for the both of them. She had never done this before with a man that wasn't Andorian.

Tara: *seductively* Tell me Richie, why did you join Star Fleet, you don't come across as your typical officer.

[MooreSpino]

*sh'Raazh Quarters

Kimble caresed Tara's cheek as he thought about her question. Why did he join Starfleet? It certanitly wasn't his idea...

Lt. Kimble: sigh I'd like to say I joined for the exictement... The thrill of space travel... But to be honest... It was my father's idea. brushes a strand lock of hair behind sh'Raazh's ear He wanted me to folow in his footsteps, leave my mark on the galaxy... He presured me into the Academy and I stuck with it to keep him happy. But y'know... smiles It hasn't all been bad... kisses her

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*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara: *smiles* I see, family can be a burden. That's why I choice not to have one. Oh Richie, you're so beautiful.

Her antenna's softly brushing against his temples, her fingertips gently touching his. She sighs and nuzzles him, feeling a blissful erotic peace.

[MooreSpino]

*Brig*

Lt. Speok sat dejectedly on the cell bunk. Or at least as dejectedly as a Vulcan can look. He had betrayed Starfleet, he betrayed his family... He betrayed logic, itself. And now he was siting within a holding cell waiting on his ultimate fate...

Logically, he should be put to death for his crimes of treason against the Federation. But since the Federation had banned capitol punishment, he'll most likely be shipped off to the nearest penal colony.

Speok did not even know if his family was still alive...

He was attempting to meditate when the Brig guard, an Ensign Joran, turned off the forcefield and stepped inside the holding cell. The Bajoran was carrying a tray with a covered dish and glass of water.

Ensign Joran: Here you go, Lieutenant. sets tray down on the small table opposite of the bunk Plomeek soup for dinner tonight.

Speok does not look up nor does he respond. Joran shruggs and exits the cell, reactiviating the field.

Speok will not eat the soup. He, logically, does not deserve it...

[edejan]

*Brig*

XO Bijaj enters the Brig.

Col. Bijaj: Ens. Joran, at ease. I need to speak with the prisoner.

Ens. Joran disables the force field to Lt. Speok's cell. Speok reluctantly stands at attention upon her entrance.

Col. Bijaj: At ease, Speok. Sit down. Starfleet command reports that your family is safe and has been taken into protective custody on Vulcan. They will be transported to Starfleet on Terra. However, you cannot be allowed to communicate with them at this time. Whether it will be allowed after we release you to Starbase security, well, that's up to them.

Speok is speechless with relief. He struggles to maintain his Vulcan composure.

Speok: Thank you, sir. That is most welcome news. I'm ready to face whatever justice Starfleet deems appropriate now that I know my family is safe.

Col. Bijaj: Hmph. She turns. If his family had any honor they would be devastated by the news of Speok's betrayal and would appropriately kill themselves. We will release you to Security when we reach Starbase. Your personal belongings will be gathered for you and taken to Starbase also.

Speok: Thank you, commander. I could ask for no more and I appreciate your courtesy!!

[edejan]

Character Application

Name: Taryn Nennis
Race/Homeworld: Orion/Orion
Age: 28
Rank: Lt. JG, Security

Brief Character Description: Taryn comes from the planet of "Orion Slave Girls," but the inhabitants of that planet have evolved rapidly since first encountered by James T. Kikr and Co. She is a dedicated career woman who has taken an Oath of Celibacy and is serious in demeanor altho' quite playful in her private life. Despite her oath of celibacy, she has a sensuous aura which ensnares the opposite sex.

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[edejan]

*Brig, Security Office*

Lt. Nennis: Lyar, what do you make of our prisoner?

Ens. Joran: I don't know. If he's a spy, then he deserves any punishment, but he seems so...I don't know - shaken? harmless?

Lt. Nennis: Never consider any Vulcan "harmless," Lyar. They are a strong race. And we can't let our guard down. I heard that a Vulcan actually knocked out a Klingon in 10-Forward earlier tonight. It takes a lot to knock out a Klingon!! But I can't believe a Vulcan would want to harm the Federation.

Ens. Joran: Well, all we have to do is make sure he doesn't escape. Once we get to the Starbase, their security forces will take him off our hands. So tell me something about yourself, Taryn - may I call you Taryn?

She smiled at him coyly, "Sure," she leaned toward him, "and I'll call you Lyar."

His heart thumped in his chest as he was caught up in her entrancing gaze.

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*NPC*

Name: Dr. Kerik
Race/Homeworld: Vulcan/Vulcan
Age: 103 earth years
Rank: Lieutenant

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Name: Rian
Race/Homeworld: Vulcan/Earth
Age: 16
Rank: Cadet 2nd Class
Brief Character Description: Daughter of Dr. Kerik, Rian is completing her studies while serving aboard the Maverick as a medic. She is a vulcan, but is quite conflicted in her beliefs. She is known to have outbursts of emotion and to even tell jokes and laugh. Something which her father gravely disapproves of.

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*NPC*

Name and rank: Dakin Slevin
Age: 29
Species/Homeworld: Bajoran
Position: Cook
A brief sentence or two describing your personality: Slevin is a one of the best Chefs in the Fleet. His cuisine is known on every Federation World. Although he has been offered a chefs position at some of the most prestiges restaurants in the Alpha Quadrant, Slevin prefers working aboard a starship. He is a free spirit, never bound to one place for long. He is easy going and makes friends easily.

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*NPC*

Name and Rank: Cadet 1st class Alec Pjort
Age: 18
Species/Homeworld: human/denobulan
Position: command trainee
A brief sentence or two describing your personality: Cadet Alec Pjort is a overconfident annoying overachiever. Although his grades are impressive at the academy working aboard a starship has proved quite unsatisfactory for all parties involved. His work is sloppy and he completely disregards the command hierarchy. He has been put on report by virtually every department head for unprofessional conduct.

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*Sickbay*

Rian labels petri dishes for storage. Sickbay is quiet and empty, save a human on a biobed at the very end of the room. Nurse candy walks up to her and gives her PADD that she must deliver to Lt. Riddle. She smiles in thanks for it and exits sickbay.

*The Bridge*

Riddle monitors his station, struggling to stay awake when Rian sneaks onto the bridge unnoticed. She hands him the PADD and grins.

Riddle: Thank you cadet...
Rian: No problem...
Riddle: That will be all.
Rian: Is there anything else I can do, sir? Anything at all?
Riddle: Nothing, just return to your station.

Rian stands there, grinning like an idiot, "He spoke to me! He said thank you!" she thinks.

Riddle: Cadet?
Rian: Oh! I'm sorry sir *returns to vulcan mode* yes, I will be going then.

Rian goes back into the turbolift and wants to die of embarassment, and riddle just watches in her wake, shaking his head thinking. "Her parents must be so frustrated with such an emotional daughter..." And he smiles, remembering how his mother nearly got emotional at his and his twins behavior when they were younger than cadet Rian. He saw a lot of himself in her.

[motom79]

*NPC*

Name and rank: Lt. Elen
Age: 31
Species/Homeworld: Deltan
Position: command officer with expertise in Sociology and Anthropology
A brief sentence or two describing your personality: This is Elens first assignment aboard a star ship. Before being assigned to the Maverick she was an instructor at Star Fleet Academy. Like most Deltans her presence can be a little distracting to the crew because of her strong pheromones (not unlike Orion women). Like all Deltans serving in Star Fleet she has swore an oath of celibacy, this stems form the fact that Deltans feel that other species are sexually immature.

[motom79]

*Sickbay*

Lt. Shittu sighs, the medical supplies are seriously compromised. Not to mention some of his experiments, lost for all eternity. At time as these he is glad he has a little Vulcan blood, it helps to stay calm. he sees Dr. Kerik working at some medical reports.

Lt. Shittu: excuse me Dr. Kerik, I have the inventory for Dr. Lennox with our lost supplies. It's classified to his specifications. Some of the stuff we lost, can't be replicated. It's a real disaster, Sir.
Dr. Kerik: Thank you lieutenant *without glancing up form his work he takes the PADD* Your opinion is noted.

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Sharpp's Quarters*

Sharpp sits at his desk and drinks water. He has just been released from sickbay, and confined to his quarters under orders from the chief medical officer. Lennox had treated him before and was aware of his anxiety in dealing with being a medical patient, and confined to medical facilities, and released him to his quarters to recover.

He feels much better, though is having some problems with vertigo when he moves. He checks his console and sees that he has a message waiting for him. He plays it and is greeted by the familiar face of a Starfleet captain. With light brown hair tucked behind her ears and bright green eyes. She is probably in her mid thirties and speaks with a slight stutter, though not nearly as severe as Milo's. It is his older sister, Allison Sharpp. Milo barely tolerates Allison and can't even begin to imagine why she is contacting them.

She tells them that she has been given her first command on the USS Athena, a research vessel, and that she is engaged to be married. Milo had only met her fiance once. He was an arrogant, self centered, and somewhat cruel individual. The type of person who would make his sister miserable. She is halfway in the middle of telling her brother that she loves and misses him when he switches the screen off. He knows damn well that she doesn't mean it. "Computer, delete message."

One of his earliest memories was watching his step father rape and beat allison while he hid behind an environmental panel, praying that he wouldn't come for him. Milo was one year old when his father was killed, and Kristopher moved in to replace him soon afterwards. They lived in a complex not far outside of New Berlin. It had been a research facility when the moon was first being colonized and had been adapted into a home.

Allison was ten years older than Milo, and left for the academy when she was sixteen. Their mother fell deeper into the throws of addiction as time passed, to a perceptual device which left her a malleable drone. It took over her life where she almost couldn't make the effort to eat, so she wasted away on a couch in a back room.

Milo had to be very quiet, which was impossible to accomplish while living in a complex of underground tunnels. The acoustics were excellent, and when he couldn't be quiet enough he would be beaten. Sometimes with a belt or cane or just Kris' hands. But the sexual violence was the worst, his step father was a sadist, plain and simple. And he knew very well that rape is one of the worst things that can be done to an individual, and he used it as a weapon frequently.

Milo tried his best to hide for the next sixteen years, as time went on his body became riddled with scars and his mind was even worse. And Allison had seen and lived through a lot of the violence, but she denied all of it. She would go back and visit Kristopher and their mother for holidays and act like nothing had ever happened.

Milo left for the academy and never looked back. When he was processing in on earth, he was covered in injuries, bruises, scrapes, but noticeably a gash through his cheek that he had to stitch together himself. Kris had taken a metal scalpel to his face in a drunken stupor and Milo never could get the nerve to defend himself. He learned that it only caused more pain in the long run.

But it all still haunts him. He does his best to push it to the back of his mind and focus on his work. Work is all he has, he has no friends, and has never had a girlfriend or any real family to speak of. Nothing but his love for science and his yearning for knowledge. Afterall, being repulsed and terrified by human contact can create problems in a relationship.

Sharpp puts his glass in the replicator to be recycled and slides down the wall and sits in the floor, wondering how his sister can stay so sane, and he can barely keep up with his work as a second rate scientist. He rests his face in his hands and lets the spinning room disappear around him.


*Verrik's Quarters*

Verrik wakes up and stares at the ceiling above him. He feels Lirra beside him, still asleep as he slowly gets up and pulls on clothes. She has a warm, white aura about her as she sleeps. Her skin almost glows and antennae are relaxed against the pillow. He watches her for a moment and then goes to the bathroom to shower and get ready for work.

Lirra stretches and wakes up, she gets dressed while Verrik is in the shower. "I will see you later, Mr. Verrik! She raises her voice as she leaves. Verrik's heart sinks for a moment, he is alone again.

[edejan]

(((OOC - motom79 - Your Deltan is beautiful!!!)))

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Lennox's Quarters*


Lennox takes hushed footsteps through his dimly light quarters. He ducks and looks under furniture. "Lovecraft!" He calls out melodically, finally a slender feline frame emerges from under the bed. She is mostly white with dark gray patches and a pink silk collar with a mirrored charm. She purrs and and nudges Lennox before he scoops her up in his arms and and tries to hand her to Kati. She hisses loudly and scratches Lennox's hand in the process, a small stream of pink trickles down his hand. "Damn," The android gasps, staring at the "blood". "I am sorry Katian, I don't know what got into her."

[edejan]

Character Application:

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Name and rank: Admiral Nils Jorgensen
Age: 58
Species/Homeworld: Human/Earth
Position: Passenger,Admiral Jorgensen in en route to Starbase 5 at the Romulan Neutral Zone. He is on a diplomatic mission to meet the new Romulan Praetor and confirm articles of peace with the Federation.

A brief sentence or two describing your personality: Admiral Jorgensen in the ambassadorial representative from Starfleet in this quadrant and this is first trip to meet with the new ruling personae on Romulus. His missions is straightforward and well-kinown but he is a reseved person by nature.

[MooreSpino]

*Lennox's Quarters*

Katian flinches at the hissing cat when it claws its owner. She watches the pink fluid run down Lennox's hand, it must be what passes for blood in his system.

Katian: It's alright. Let me see... takes Lennox's hands, looks at the cut Does it hurt?

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Lennox's Quarters*

Lennox: Yes, but it will heal in a couple of hours.... Now, I need to feed my spiders.

Lennox ignores the blood on his hand and walks to a wall of his room covered with terrariums. The bottom row of which is where he keeps his his feeder insects. Crickets, madagascar cockroaches, bolian grubs... He scoops out several of each and gives the cockroaches to the larger spiders, the crickets to the medium sized spiders, and the grubs to the smallest ones. Finally, he lures a small black one, furry with bright pink toes, onto the palm of his hand.

Lennox: This is Andromeda, would you like to hold her? She is not poisonous.

[edejan]

Character Application:

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Name and rank: Grazyna Centowski
Age: 45
Species/Homeworld: Human/Earth
Position: Ambassador

A brief sentence or two describing your personality: Ambassador Centowski is a noted and well-known diplomat and is on an ambassadorial mission to the new Praetor of Romulus. She is a gracious and outgoing woman.

[MooreSpino]

*Lennox's Quarters*

Kati looks at the arachnid in Lennox's hand. A wave of revulsion passes through her mind, but she pushes it away.

Katian: Okay...

Lennox gently places Andromeda into Kati's open hand. The spider moves its legs along her palm, the tiny hairs tickling her skin. Kati runs a finger along its abdomen softly.

Katian: smiles at Lennox She's sweet... Like her owner...

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*Lennox's Quarters*

Lennox: Yes, she is a good one. A few of the others are poisonous to most organic beings and have a nasty temper... *returns the spider to its cage* but, at least she liked you. Now, I don't mean to cut this short, but I must stop by sickbay soon.

Lennox leans in and kisses Katian. "But, I hope to see you again soon Katian, I need no other light in my life when I have you."

[edejan]

*Ten-Forward*

Grazyna Centowski and Nils Jorgensen are sitting in 10-Forward having a late dinner. She leans towards Admiral Jorgensen and speaks quietly:

Grazyna: Well, Nils, what do you think of all the commotion on the ship on its first day out?

Adm. Jorgensen: Grazyna, I hate to admit I've known Comm. Riahj for years...not as a friend but certainly as an associate I've interacted with on various occasions. What do you think he's up to? And how will this affect our respective missions on Romulus? I've had assurances via personal communication with the Praetor's adjutant that the new leadership has no idea what this is about.

Grazyna: Well, relations with the Romulans are touchy at best. I'm just hoping Starfleet doesn't recall us before the conference with the new Praetor and Senate.

Adm. Jorgensen: Well, we should know by the time we reach Starbase 5. I wonder how soon that will be...the ship is still at a dead stop! I'll try to reach Amd. Picard by secure line when I get back to my quarters see if he has any further word from Starfleet command.

Grazyna: Well, keep me informed!!

They quietly finish dinner and stroll back to the Officer's Quarters arm in arm.

[MooreSpino]

*Lennox's Quarters*

Katian: kisses Lennox on the cheek, smile Of course... I'll see you soon, Lennox.

They exit Lennox's quarters together, then go their seperate ways down the corridor. Kati decides to head back to her quarters to take a sonic shower and get a nap in before returning to Ten-Forward... And Lennox...

*Bridge*

Reports come in that main repairs have been completed and they are ready to head back to the space station. Patton wishes her first command mission could have gone better, but she also knows that they cannot risk going into the Neutral Zone and causing another war. She'll have to contact Starfleet and get advice on her next steps...

Capt. Patton: Helm, contact the Klingon ship and inform them that we are ready to continue back...

[edejan]

*Col. Bijaj's Quarters*

Col. Bijaj: Well, parmaqqi, the Captain has informed me that the ship will be underway soon. Come and kiss me goodbye!!

Keltok takes her in his arms and kisses her gently, even more romatic considering the usual physical exertion involved in Klingon lovemaking.

Capt. Keltok: I won't be able to see you at Starbase 5. Once we "drop" off the Maverick we must resume our mission for the Emperor.

Bijaj: Well, we will keep to our plans to meet again in 6 months on Kronos when we take our leave. She pulls him to her roughly. And perhaps then we will continue our discussions about adding to our lineage...

Capt. Keltok: Tweaks her chin gently and smiles. Perhaps...Well, walk me to the Bridge to pay my respects to Capt. Patton before debarking.

*Bridge*

Keltok and Bijaj enter. Keltok salutes Capt. Patton.

Keltok: Captain, I understand you are ready to embark! I will transport to my ship at once so we can get underway!

[edejan]

*Adm. Jorgensen's Quarters"

Comm. Jorgensen: Computer...open a line to Capt. Patton. Hello, Captain, I've contacted some associates at Starfleet Command and I've gathered some background information on Comm. Riahj. I'm sending it to your ready room for your eyes only. He has been involved in many, many encounters with many different Starfleet member worlds. Starfleet Command is sifting through all the records they can access to try and get a handle on this latest action.

As you know, Ambassador Centowski and I are attending the installation of the new Romulan Praetor and the new Senate. We have to determine quickly what this treason means and whether or not it affects our mission and relations with Romulus. Let me know if you need anything further. Jorgensen out.

[spiderviveka_SC]

*The Bridge*

Riddle eyes the two klingons from his science station. Bijaj was an asthetically pleasing woman, but to Riddle, her voice sounds like shards of glass being pushed into his ears. And then there was Patton, always calm, always in command. For a moment he thinks that she might be more vulcan than he is. She certainly has the right hair color, that beautiful raven black. He glances back down at his panels before Bijaj screams at him for not doing his job and threatens to kill him again. It was bad enough that they already had one Klingon in the brig.

Meanwhile, T'lei stands at tactical, she does an amazing job of looking busy when everyone on the bridge knows that there is nothing out there but dead space for lightyears. Still, she checks everything just the way she was trained to. She is the perfect, textbook starfleet officer. Then again, most vulcans are.

[motom79]

((OOC: Thanks edejan, you can use her as part of your diplomatic team))

*Engineering - phasers control room*

Lt. Woods and his team are buzzy repairing the extensive damage of the phaser banks. The phasers are completely useless at the moment, if a new attack would occur, the would be in a serious weakened state.

Lt. Woods: Crap, ok people, show me what you're made of I want the phaser operational within the next 12 hours.
Crewman Gore: But you informed the captain it would take at least a day, and now you want it done in 12 hours.
Lt. Woods: the first rule of being a good engineer people is always overestimate the time it takes to make repairs, in that way you always look like a miracle worker. Now enough of idle chitchat, we have a miracle to perform!

*Science Lab -engineering section*

Ensign Tahlandi starts scanning the alien device with a psychotricorder, he is a little baffled by his readings. Like the computer stated the brainwave patrons show similarities with Vulcan, Romulan and Reman neurological patrons. But this patron was something else altogether. Although Vulcans, Romulans and Remans share a common ancestor, their neurological patrons, notwithstanding some similarities, were quite different form each other. Even if you factored in those similarities, it couldn't explain these readings. Ensign Tahlandi had never seen this neurological patron before.

Ensign Tahlandi: Doctor Nasseren, do you have idea what to make of this? An unknown subspecies, maybe?

[edejan]

(((OOC - thanks motom79)))

[edejan]

*The Brig, Security Office*

Lt. Taryn Nennis: Ens. Joran, Command says that the ship is getting underway.

Ens. Joran: OK, well, I can't wait to get to the Starbase and get rid of our prisoner. I've never really been around a serious traitor before...

A mischevious face peeps around the open doorway at the two crewmen.

Cadet 1st class Alec Pjort: Hey, guys, can I see the prinsoner?

Lt. Nennis: She jumps up. What are you doing here!! For one thing, Cadet, you should be in bed at this tiime of night and secondly get out!!

Alec laughs and hops into the room.

Alec: Aw, come one. What'll it hurt? This is so exciting. I can't wait to tell my friends all about the ruckus!! Just a glance. I want to see what a real spy looks like!!

Lt. Nennis: Out!! Now!!

Alec runs past them and into the adjoing room. He runs up to the cell where Lt. Speok is sitting staring into space.

Ens. Joran runs in after him.

Ens. Joran: Get out now and I'm going to put you on report! Alec sticks his tongue out at Joran and runs out.

Joran turns to Speok.

Joran: Well, are you going to eat your dinner? We're getting underway so we can wash our hands of you soon at Starbase. If you want to eat, you'd better hurry it up!

Speok looks up at Joran. A muted expression of alarm crosses his face. He is thinking furiously. "I must find a way to avoid this shame and dishonor. I should have never let myself be caught. Jumping out of the airlock would be a better fate!!" His attempts at meditation had been unsuccessful and his mind was in a state of turmoil, a primitive state of mind for a Vulcan.

[spiderviveka_SC]

*The Brig*

T'lei enters the brig and stares warningly at ensign Joran.

T'lei: Ensign, you will refrain from any further contact with the prisoner. Now leave, I will take care of his meal.

T'lei stands in front of Speok's cell, staring at him for a moment.

T'lei: They say you are a traitor, and by definition you are. But, you did what was necessary to prevent bloodshed. I can understand your reasoning, there certainly was logic behind your actions.

[motom79]

((OOC: I'm working a still vague concept how the Reman Cardassian device came to be. I want to create the Cardassian mastermind behind it, but is it all right I gave her some connection to Lennox's past, spiderviveka))

[spiderviveka_SC]

(OOC: That sounds promising, motom. Go right ahead, I can't wait to see what you come up with!

[motom79]

((OOC: Thanks alot))

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Sickbay*

Lennox returns to find sickbay still in once piece. Rian finishes labling samples in the far corner and he sits at his desk and checks his messages. Nothing of interest, the usual appointments and requests from command. He sits back and allows his mind to wander.

"Green light" [I]Not the words so much, but the image, comes to mind. He remembers being restrained in some fashion back in that damned cardassian labratory with an engineer peering into his open cranium. She was adjusting a circuit and he suddenly saw a bright flash of green light. There are few things more terrifying to an android as being completly helpless while a half witted cardassian engineer prods its prositronic net with filthy, blunt instruments. He couldn't remember if he was held with standard medical restraints, or if they had figured out how to paralyze him at this point...

Rian: Sir?
Lennox: Yes cadet?
Rian: May I ask you a question?
Lennox: I believe that you just did. But you may ask another if you like.
Rian: Sir, what does one do if they find themselves in a position where their upbringing and... emotions, are conflicting?

Lennox is somewhat surprised by this question. Both because she is a vulcan and concerned about her emotional state, and because she is asking for advice from an android who was designed to behave as a human. Really, it was even more bizarre than the chief medical officers behavior at time. In any case, he finds it most un-vulcan.

Lennox:Well... I suppose that depends upon the circumstances.
Rian: I understand sir....
Lennox: Might I ask what this is all about, Rian?
Rian: No, its nothing sir... nothing at all. I really should get going, my shift just ended and I have homework to do.
Lennox: Dismissed ensign, but-

Before the chief medical officer could finish his response, Rian had left sickbay. She felt humiliated for the second time in a day. She couldn't believe that she even felt to seek advice from her commanding officer. But she was incredibly confused and disturbed by her attraction to lieutenant Riddle, by her emotional outbursts and lack of concern for logic... but were these truly her worries, of those of her father?

[motom79]

*Character Application Information*

Name and Rank: former Chief Archon Asha Daro
Age: 89
Species/Homeworld: Cardassian/Cardassia Prime
Position: refugee
A brief sentence or two describing your personality: Daro is one of the most wanted women in the Galaxy. As chief Archon, she gave countless death sentences during the occupation of Bajor and the Dominion Cold War. Most famously her cruelty and power hunger resulted in the massacre of the Bajoran orphanage in the city of Jo'Kala, in the end it left 35 orphans dead (most of them Cardassian). Another example of her ruthless mind is that she devised the capture and subsequently the torture of the Mavericks CMO Lennox. Although she was never military, she was one of the most influential and powerful people in the Empire. She is in exille on the Romulan planet Promethea. She is one of the masterminds behind the Maverick's sabotage attempt.

((OOC: evil has a face now))

[motom79]

*Promethea* (somewhere in the Romulan Empire near the Neutral Zone)

Asho is sitting in a dark and damped place. The walls are plastered with family pictures and honors she received during her long and distinguished career as one of the most prominent Archor's of Cardassia. But look at her now, reduced to filth, the very slime she try to rid the world off. She is nothing more than a scavenger, a woman without a family. No greater dishonor could befall her. Beep

Asho: Yes
voice: Our attempt to hijack the Maverick has failed
Asho: go to plan B, and this is your last change.
voice: I understand

[MooreSpino]

*Bridge*

Keltok and Bijaj enter. Keltok salutes Capt. Patton.

Keltok: Captain, I understand you are ready to embark! I will transport to my ship at once so we can get underway!

*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: Thank you, Captain Keltok. It was an honor to have aboard our ship. to Bijaj Commander, could you please escort the Captain to the transporter room. I wish I could see you off, but my duty is on the Bridge.

*shRaazh Quarters*

Kimble wraps his arms around Tara and, albeit a bit clumsy, rubs his forehead against her antenna. He could sense her contentment in being there with him.

Lt. Kimble: What about you...? Why'd you join Starfleet?

*Bridge*

Comm. Jorgensen: Hello, Captain, I've contacted some associates at Starfleet Command and I've gathered some background information on Comm. Riahj. I'm sending it to your ready room for your eyes only. He has been involved in many, many encounters with many different Starfleet member worlds. Starfleet Command is sifting through all the records they can access to try and get a handle on this latest action.

Capt. Patton: Thank you, Commander. I appriciate your help...

Comm. Jorgensen: As you know, Ambassador Centowski and I are attending the installation of the new Romulan Praetor and the new Senate. We have to determine quickly what this treason means and whether or not it affects our mission and relations with Romulus. Let me know if you need anything further. Jorgensen out.

Capt. Patton: nods, to Bijaj I'm sorry to rush your good-byes, Commander, but I need you back here as soon as possible so I can review Commander Jogensen's information. I want you on the Bridge when we depart.

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*The Brig*

"T'lei: They say you are a traitor, and by definition you are. But, you did what was necessary to prevent bloodshed. I can understand your reasoning, there certainly was logic behind your actions."

Lt. Speok looked up at the young Vulcan woman standing outside his cell. He blinked quickly. She spoke of the logic of his actions. He stared at her and stuttered.

Speok: Yes...yes. I did not do what I did to harm anyone, but to save my family. I now realize that the shame I bring on them is not the price to pay. Logic should have lead me to refuse the pressure Riahj put on me, but he approached me after we had left the Starbase and I did not know who to tell about it...and by then it was too late to do anythiing to protect my family. I was wrong...now I wish I had completed my studies in Kohlinar before I joined Starfleet...

[motom79]

*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara: I was always a loose canon, I thought Star Fleet could bring stability and a sense of purpose to my life. As you can see I was mistaken.

She pulls Richie closer and gives him a passionate and aggressive kiss.

*Sickbay*

Lt. Shittu is about ready with the stocking and decontamination of the medical supplies, as he spots Lennox.

Lt. Shittu: Dr did you get my report, is there anything you want to revise with me? If not I would like to get some sleep, Sir.

[MooreSpino]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Lt. Kimble: after sh'Raazh releases him Why would you want to get rid of such a firery passion? It what makes you so... Atractive... So beautiful both in mind and body...

[spiderviveka_SC]

*The Brig*

T'lei nods understandingly and then starts to walk away.

T'lei: We aren't all you enemy, Mr. Spoek, there is still justice in this world.

*Sharpp's Quarters*

Sharpp makes his bed for the third time. He has already folded and re-folded all of his clothes, re-organized his toiletries, and alphabetized the books on his shelf. He occasionally sees rainbow colored trails off of objects and ignores it. This is the longest time he has spent in his quarters since posted aboard the ship, or even since he had joined starfleet. It was absolutely maddening and he had three days to go.

He is disturbed by the silence and plays music. First Vivaldi, then Bach, he paces the floor and stares out the window. What he wouldn't give to put his uniform back on and report to work. He feels so uncomfortable in civilian clothes that it isn't even funny.

Finally he orders a glass of vodka, straight and at room temperature. It burns his esophagus and nearly makes him vomit. But once he finishes the glass he feels better and just sits in the arm chair across from his bed, staring into the spinning room, with his glasses sliding down his nose. "I need a pet" [I] He thinks to himself.[/B] "But I'm sure it would just die."

[motom79]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Tara: *loud, but not angry* My passions got my thrown in jail, Richie. My passions have alienated my for everybody I ever cared for. Belief me there is nothing beautiful about this sort of passion, it's destructive.

Tara had never uttered this words to anyone, she even feared them. But Richie had been nothing but kind and understanding, for the first time in her life she felt like she might have found a soul mate.

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Sickbay*

Lennox looks up at Shittu as if he was incredibly busy and being bothered by her question.

Lennox: It is sufficient, lieutenant, you may be dismissed.

At times, Lennox feels more like a bureaucrat than anything. He gets quite tired of giving orders and being a leader, and misses the time when it was just important enough to be a good doctor.

[motom79]

*Sickbay*

Lt. Shittu: Thank you Sir. Oh, Sir I wasn't sure what I should do with these *hands over a container contaning some nanoprobes* I put them in a level 10 container, they seemed to be in perfect condition. *for a moment Lt. Shittu wonders if he should ask Lennox why sickbay would have Borg nanoprobes in stock but decides against it.* Goodnight.

[MooreSpino]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Lt. Kimble: Hey now... I didn't mean it like that... I meant... pauses, sighs I'm half Betazoid; I can sense others emotions. Its actually part of how I get to know people, by seeing their feelings. It's hard to explain... But passion, like you have, is one of, if not the strongest emotion. To me, its the most beautiful thing in the galaxy... kisses her romantically

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Sickaby*

Lennox: *takes the nanoprobes and grins* Oh! Thank you, lieutenant! Goodnight!

Lennox shuts the door to his office and begins to examine the packaging of the nanoids... pure potentiality.

[motom79]

*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara: *looks him the eyes* I wish I could see myself through your eyes. No man has ever made me feel more sexy and loved. But read me again and I'll *smiles*, lets finish that sentence in my bedroom, naked.

Tara takes Richie by the hand and leads him, once again to her bedchamber.

((OOC: I'm going to bed, night you all))

[edejan]

(((OOC - good night, motom!)))

[MooreSpino]

(((OOC: Good night motom.)))

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Lt. Kimble: to himself What a night...

*Katian's Quarters*

Computer: beep! beep! beep! The Time Is Now 0645. A Wake Up Call Was Scheduled For This Time. beep! beep! beep! The Time Is Now--

Katian: sleepy Computer, discontinue wake up call...

Computer: beep

*Ten-Forward*

Kati walked into Ten-Forward at 0705. Yawning, she saw that Lirra had beat her back to work and was serving raktijino to some officers at the bar. She felt a friendly connection to the Anear waitress. She was like a friend Kati had since childhood.

Kati made her way to the bar's replicator and got herself a cup of Vulcan mocha.

Lirra: Good morning, Miss Ryoux.

Katian: sips mocha, smiles Morning, Lirra. How was your date with Verrik?

Lirra: It went well... How was yours?

Katian: How did you-- Never mind... It was good. smiles It was great.

Lirra: smiles knowingly You love him.

Katian: I don't think I've know Lennox long enough to say that...

Lirra: You do. Trust me. goes back to serving raktijino

[edejan]

*Admiral Jorgensen's Quarters"

Amd. Jorgensen: Computer, open a secure link to Capt. Patton...beep...beep...Capt. Patton, this is Jorgensen. I've had additional communication with some of my contacts at Starfleet and on Romulus. Some security records have been accessed which show Riahj having contact with people who may have connections to the Reman underground. We're continuign to investigate. There seems to be a possible conspiracy underway. I;ll keep you updated on my findings. Jorgensen out.

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*Ten Forward*

Riddle walks into ten-forward after his shift is over and sits at the bar. He orders a glass of soy milk and stares vacantly into space. Thoughts of the mission, the attempted sabotage, Milo Sharpp's shattered skull and butchered skin. What was he going to do with that man, anyway? He was by far the best biologist they could hope to get, some of his theories on alien genomes were simply genius. But the man can barely make it through a day without going out of his mind. He notices the El-Aurian bar tender standing near him and decides to try to make conversation.

Riddle:*to Kati* Its a beautiful night, isn't it?

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Katian: I suppose... Then again its always night in outer space. smiles Can I get you something?

*Ready Room*

Patton had left Commander Bijaj command of the Bridge so she could review Jorgensen's findings...

Amd. Jorgensen: Capt. Patton, this is Jorgensen. I've had additional communication with some of my contacts at Starfleet and on Romulus. Some security records have been accessed which show Riahj having contact with people who may have connections to the Reman underground. We're continuign to investigate. There seems to be a possible conspiracy underway. I'll keep you updated on my findings. Jorgensen out.

The Admiral cut the connection off before Patton could comply. She shrugged and accessed her private files to see what else he had uncovered...

(((OOC: edejan, what did Amd. Jorgensen find out? No, wait, send it to me in a PM, please! :D )))

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*Ten Forward*

Riddle: *sighs* No... what do you do with someone under your command who is incredibly talented and valuable, but is going to inevitably self destruct? In what do you do with a staff of immature, inexperienced children? I am a scientist! Not a therapist, and certainly not a primary school teacher!

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Katian: Sounds like you've got your plate full... This person under your command, do you know him well?

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*Ten Forward*

Riddle: For a few years... we served together at Starbase 42... ever since then it was my personal mission to make him the best possible officer. It seems that I am failing miserably. I should just stick to matters of scientific research I suppose.... But I am worried about him, I suppose I consider him a rather close friend.

Cadet Rian sits at a table drinking a cup of spice tea and eavesdropping on Riddle and Kati's conversation. Sometimes she loved her Vulcan attributes. She presses the screen of her bad as she works on editing a research paper. She waits until it is time to begin her shift in sickbay.

[edejan]

*Counselor D'ars Quarters*

Counselor D'ar's wake up call comes too soon. She aroses up but feels groggy from the excitement and lack of sleep from the previous night. After taking a cool shower, she dresses for a busy day. The ship would be docking at Starbase 5 for an interim period while repairs were effected and to drop off and pick up various passengers, but she had a list of appointments for the day. Giving herself a final look in the mirror, she leaves her quarters and heads to 10-Forward for breakfast.

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Katian: Well, that's a start... You work closely with him, but do you spend any free time together as friends? Do you ever have drinks together, or play a game of chess? Sometimes conpanionship can bring out the best in people. Maybe what this officer needs is not a mentor, but a friend.

[edejan]

*Ambassador Nennis' Quarters*

It's 7 a.m. and Taryn Nennis finishes dressing. She puts on her earrings and is prepared for her official duties.

Amb. Nennis: Computer, contact Lt. Elen for me.

Computer:...beep...beep...Lt. Elen is on line, Ambassador.

Amb. Nennis: Good morning, Lt. Elen. I understand you will accompany me to Starbase 5 as my official adjutant. From there we will take a shuttle to the Romulan ship, The Praetor's Pride. And from there to Romulus for the initiation ceremonies for the new Praetor and the newly installed Senate.

Lt. Elen: Yes, m'am. We should be docking in an hour or so.
Shall I come to your quarters?

Amb. Nennis: Yes, please, dear, and we will walk over to the gangway together..

Lt. Elen: I'll be there soon, then, ma'm.

[edejan]

*Admiral Jorgensen's Quarters*

Admiral Jorgensen was preparing to debark at Starbase 5. He had spent most of the night communicating with various "sources" regarding the treasonous activities currently taking place. Before he left, he planned to give a final report to Capt. Patton.

The discovery of Riahj's escape gave them something of a break. If his absence had not been discovered until docking at the Starbase, the ensuing confusion would have allowed him to cover his tracks better. As it was, they had several hours to try to figure out exactly what his motives and/or plans were.

He headed down to the Captains Ready Room, prepared to give her a verbal report. At this point, the less committed to computers the better,

[MooreSpino]

*Ready Room*

Patton reviewed everything Admiral Jorgensen had sent her. His theories as to Riahj's motives and the possible Reman/Cardassian alliance intrigued her. They certaintly were viable, but a few of the puzzle pieces were missing...

Her door chime rang, interruping her musings on the subject.

Capt. Patton: Come in!

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*Ten Forward*

Riddle: He is very anti-social but... I think you are right! Thank you very much, Ms. Ryoux!

Riddle chugs down the rest of his soymilk and spins off of his seat, walking with a surprising spring in his step, to the exit.

Rian takes that opportunity to take Riddle's place at the bar and order another spice tea. She tilts her head to the side, pointy ears making her look rather feline-like.

Rian:*to Kati* You talk to bridge officers a lot?

*The Bridge*

T'lei stands at tactical and decides to give the commanding officer a status report.

T'lei: Lt. Cmdr. Bijaj, there is nothing on sensors. Nothing unusual aboard the ship, and nothing unusual in subspace.

*Sharpps Quarters*

Sharpp sits in the floor by his bookshelf, reeking of alcohol and sitting in a pile of notebooks of poetry and textbooks from when he had been in the academy. Pouring through the pages. He had of course, had the standard PADD versions of the text books, but there was something he always preffered about the tactile versions.

Then, there is a buzzing at his door. "Enter!"

The stoid looking vulcan science officer enters the door and looks down at Milo Riddle, sitting drunk in a pile of archaic books. Wearing short sleeves and covered in a bloody mass of scars and lacerations. Really a horrific sight, but Riddle sits down next to the officer, his legs pretzled in front of him.

Sharpp:*slurred* C-c-can I help y-you s-s-sir?
Riddle: Milo... whats wrong? Whats going on?
Sharpp: I-I'm fine sir, just sort of out of it from th-th-the injury.
Riddle: Look at yourself! You look like death! You're destroying yourself!
Sharpp: S-s-s-sir!
Riddle:You're a good officer Milo... and a good friend. I don't want to see you kill yourself, whether it be with a phaser or starvation or all that damned alcohol you consume. Damn it, if you aren't going to look out for your best interests then I will. You are under my command and whether you like it or not, that means something!
Sharpp: Sir, th-th-this isn't any of your concern!
Riddle: *stands* You're damned right it is! Now, I want you to talk to counselor D'ar as soon as possible! It is either that or I will have your found unfit for duty, indefinitely!
Sharpp: Y-yes s-s-sir.
Riddle: You can always come to me, you know that... take care of yourself, Milo.

Riddle leaves Milo's quarters and heads back to his own. Milo stumbles to his console and puts in a request to see the counselor as soon as possible.

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Kati retrieves the Vulcan Cadet's spice tea and sets it in front of her.

Katian: shrugs Not too often, but its part of the job I suppose. Why do you ask?

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*Ten Forward*

Rian feels what she must imagine humans feel like normally, whenever she is around the chief science officer. She is... completely head over heels for him! If she had pens and paper notebooks, she would doodle his name in it. This is something that has become a bit of a humiliating truism ever since she began serving aboard the Maverick. But it is best to deny this, just like she is supposed to deny every other emotion.

However, it seems to her that vulcans are excellent at self deception. At rationalizing their ways into advantageous situations. To make themselves feel better about feeling at all, a bit of a paradox in itself.

Rian: Oh no reason,i just sort of... look up to them.

[MooreSpino]

*Ten-Forward*

Kati reconizes the signs of a crush. This Cadet had one on the other Vulcan that had just left. For a Vulcan, she did not hide her feelings well...

Katian: smiles They're good role models to have. The amount of resonsibility they take on, the command they assume over lower rank officers, their ability to work under pressure. Its a lot to respect and a great thing to look up to. Especially for a young cadet...

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*Ten Forward*

Rian: *sighs girlishly*Yes, they really are inspiring ... father will never understand. I wish I could have been born anything but Vulcan! It isn't fair! Lt. Riddle is vulcan and no one says anything if he laughs or gets upset! Why do I have to act perfect?

[edejan]

*Captain's Ready Room*

Admiral Jorgensen enters Capt. Patton's Ready Room.

Adm. Jorgensen: Good morning, Captain. I assume you have gotten my messages and reports but I thought maybe we should discuss more of the details in person.

Taking a seat, he continued,

"We have people scouring security tapes, all the Commander's computer logs and transmissions. It appears he was very sly and able to "hide in plain sight." I suppose his position and authority made it easy for him to contact a variety of "shady characters" without raising any red flags or alarms. Over the last several months at least he has been in constant contacts with a variety of people on Romulus, Remus and Cardassia. Those could have been seen as part of his networking with colleagues and friends but now I suppose we can read a more sinister meaning into them.

[MooreSpino]

*Ready Room*

Capt. Patton: Indeed... I don't plan to let him get away with it, either. Once we return to starbase, I want to volenteer to be part of the investigation into this matter. It was on my watch he got away and I want to be the one to bring him back, Admiral...

*Ten-Forward*

Katian: Well, nobody is perfect... Not even Vulcans. pauses Why don't you talk to Lieutenant Riddle about it? It seems like he would be the one to confer with about your feelings...

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*Ten Forward*

Speak to the CSO? Was she out of her mind!

Rian: Well I um... *nods* that sounds like a good idea. I really must be going now, I will be late for my shift!

Rian practically runs out of ten forward and heads to sickbay. She has no intention of talking to Lt. Riddle, however.

*Sickbay*

In sickbay, nurse Verrik prepares a tray of instruments and cheerfully hums an ancient andorian love ballad while nurse Candy stands in the corner, filing her nails. Cadet Rian enters, eager to get to work.

Verrik: Ahh! Cadet Rian, how are you this morning?
Rian: Fine sir... do you need any assistance?
Verrik: Yes, you can drop these samples off at the lab and pick up our order of Hydrocortilene. *hands her a PADD*
Rian: Right away sir.

Lennox sits at his desk, waiting for a medical emergency like some kind of outdated EMH. He decides to leave Katian a message.

My Dearest Katian,

My days are so empty without you. What used to be my home among these hospital beds and machines is now an empty vessel. For now matter what depths we travel to in this vacuum we know as space, you will be the light that fills my day and the warmth of the blood in my veins. So I write this to remind you, how important and lovely you are. For there is no being more angelic nor graceful than thee.

'Forever in my thoughts,
Lennox

[edejan]

*Captain's Ready Room*

Admiral Jorgensen smiled as he heard Capt. Patton's declaration. He admired her pluck and strength of will. Of course, he had heard good reports on her but now perhaps he would have to keep an eye on her career and make sure opportunities came her way.

Adm. Jorgensen: Sarah, you're welcome to join in the investigation. I think the Maverick definitely has a stake in this situation. When we get to Starbase, will you come to the Commodore's office and meet with Ambassador Nennis, the Commdore, myself and a few others who are working on digging up all the information we can on this situation? I think we may have to move quickly with the installation of the new Praetor and Senate next week. We don't want anything to mess that situation up!!

[MooreSpino]

*Ready Room*

Capt. Patton: Of course, Admiral. I'm willing to do almost anything to see this matter through...

*Ten-Forward*

Kati was serving a dish of hasperat to one Ensign Joran when Lirra approached her holding a PADD.

Lirra: Miss Ryoux? You have a message. smiles It is from Doctor Lennox.

Katian: smiles Thank you, Lirra.

She takes the PADD and goes over to an empty table to read the message:

My Dearest Katian,

My days are so empty without you. What used to be my home among these hospital beds and machines is now an empty vessel. For now matter what depths we travel to in this vacuum we know as space, you will be the light that fills my day and the warmth of the blood in my veins. So I write this to remind you, how important and lovely you are. For there is no being more angelic nor graceful than thee.

'Forever in my thoughts,
Lennox

Katian doesn't know what to say. Not even Q had written her love notes this poetic. Lennox was such a special person, she didn't feel like she deserved someone like him.

She had the sudden urge to go to him and tell Lennox in person how she felt. But her responsibities here...

Lirra: Go to him.

Katian: spins around to see Lirra What? How did you...

Lirra: I know. smiles Now go. I can take care of things here.

Katian nods slowly and stands. She gives a small smile to the Anear.

Katian: Thank you, Lirra...

She practially runs out of Ten-Forward and to the nearset turbolift...

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*Sickbay*

Lennox meticulously stacks hypo sprays on his desk in a pyramid shape, doing his best to satisfy his innate need to organize.He hears someone enter sickbay, the pattern of the weight distribution against the sickbay floor sounds quite familiar. He stands and steps out of his office, his white coat trailing past his waist. He smiles as he looks up and sees Katian.

Lennox: Kati! I was hoping to see you!

[MooreSpino]

*Sickbay*

Katian: smiles Lennox!

She runs to him and wraps her arms around his frame.

Katian: Oh, Lennox! I read your note and I just needed to see you... To tell you that I love you...

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*Sickbay*

Lennox was shocked and overjoyed to hear those words. He picks her up and spins her around as he kisses her and finally sets her back down.

Lennox: I love you too, Katian, I have from the moment I met you.

Verrik smiles as he watches the two, thinking how sweet it is. While Candy stands and watches in disgust, thinking "What does that skank have that I don't?"

[MooreSpino]

*Sickbay*

Kati kisses Lennox back and begins to giggle when he picks her up.

Katian: I feel the same way, Lennox. And I... looks around and sees Verrik and Candy watching them, bites her lip Um... Is there somewhere we can talk? Alone?

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*Sickbay*

Lennox: Of course, my quarters or yours? *motions for her to go first*

He follows her closely out of sickbay.

[edejan]

(((OOC goodnight all)))

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OOC: Nighty night!

[MooreSpino]

(((OOC: Good night, edejan!)))

*Corridor*

Katian: It doesn't matter to me... I just... Well, I want to know where we're taking this. It's not that I don't love you, Lennox! I just need to know how much we plan to put into this... How far you're willing to take this... turns away I'm sorry, but after Q was here... trails off

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*Corridor*

Lennox:*tilts head* I am afraid do do not follow.... In such a situation as ours, are we not supposed to just let things "take their natural course" so to speak?

[MooreSpino]

*Corridor*

Katian: That's one way of handling it... But this all seems to be going a little fast... I guess I'm just being overly causious... sighs, places a hand on Lennox's cheek, smiles All that really matters to me in a relationship, Lennox, is that the two people love each other... Nothing else...

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*Corridor*

Lennox straightens the lab coat he just now notices that he wore out of sickbay and grins.

Lennox: Well, I am glad we can agree on that, Katian. I am at your disposal, I will do whatever you want or need from me.

[MooreSpino]

*Corridor*

Katian: smiles I only need you... kisses Lennox just as an Ensign was passing by on her way to Sickbay

Ensign Lancaster: Oh, Doctor Lennox! smiles I'm sorry to interrupt, sir.

Kati jumps back when Lancaster spoke. Her face turned beet red when she realixed she was kissing the Chief Medical Officer outside of Sickbay...

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*Corridor*

Lennox is startled and struggled briefly to regain his composure. If he could blush, he would.

Lennox: *clears throat* Can I help you, ensign?

[MooreSpino]

*Corridor*

Ensign Lancaster: No, sir. I was just on my way to Sickbay. smiles Have a nice day, Doctor. enters Sickbay

After the Ensign is gone, Kati quickly covers her mouth, trying to supress the laughing.

Katian: trying not to laugh Y'know, Lennox... I think I'll take you up on that offer to go back to your quarters...

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*Corridor*

Lennox just simply shakes his head... that somehow seemed like a completly innapropriate time for an ensign to just drop in and say "hello".

Lennox: I agree... after you.

[MooreSpino]

*Turbolift*

Kati lead the way to the nearset turbolift and stepped in, with Lennox close behind.

Katian: Deck Seven.

Computer: beep beep

Katian: sighs, leans against Lennox This feels like some kind of fantasy whirwind romance in a holonovel... smiles Not that I'm complaining...

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*Turbolift*

Lennox:*thinks out loud* I never really use holo-novels... But I am glad you aren't complaining.

The doors whir open and Lennox follows Katian out. They enter his alway-neat quarters and Lovecraft jumps off a shelf and hides when the lights come on. Lennox pulls off his lab jacket and hangs it on a rack by the door, adorned with several other white coats and science department jumpsuits.

Lennox: May I get you anything? Please make yourself at home... what is that phrase humans are always using again? "Mi casa su casa"? Well, you get the idea...

[MooreSpino]

*Lennox's Quarters*

Katian: smiles No, thank you...

Kati begins to look around. The first time she was here she didn't get a good look at the furnishings. She was curious what an Android decorated his home with...

Kati paused at the desk. Beside the computer terminal were two pictures; one of a lovely Bajoran woman and another of three humans, two adults and a younger girl. They looked like a family...

Katian: Lennox? Is this your family?

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*Lennox's Quarters*

Lennox walks to the desk and picks up the picture frame.

Lennox:*smiles* Yes, they were Dr. Sophia and Algernon Hoffmann, and that was their daughter, Nora.

For a moment Lennox is back at Talia V. Algernon is dead on the ground, a fist sized hole in his chest cavity and Sophia is shot in the head point blank ans he jumps and tries to take the blast instead of her. His smile fades to a weak grimace.

[MooreSpino]

*Lennox's Quarters*

Kati sees the change in Lennox and places a tentavie hand on his arm.

Katian: Lennox...? Is something wrong...?

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*Lennox's Quarters*

Lennox manages to make himself seem normal for the moment and reassures Katian.

Lennox No, I'm fine Kati. I was just *pauses* thinking about my family.

[MooreSpino]

*Lennox's Quarters*

Kati leans her head against Lennox's arm and stared at the picture. Obvisouly something had happened to them... She though about what Q had said about Lennox's past and whether that had anything to do with the family photo...

And she remembered her family, and how they were killed...

Katian: Lennox... You know you can talk to me...

[motom79]

*Promethea*

Asha Daro is randomly shuffling throw her papers. Her mind wonders off to the first time she saw the Android Lennox. It was a curious meeting, the android was being disassembled by scientists. Apparently his creators had given their creation the ability to feel pain. Asho understood that they could use this to their advantage, pain was the key in controlling this piece of machinery. She and some scientists created a way to use torture methods, that would have resulted in the death of any other humanoid, as a means to control the Android. Yes Lennox proved to be a valuable asset, he was instrumental in the cruel experiments that resulted in the death of thousands of Bajorans and Masques soldiers. But soon she found out that the Android was capable to form emotional attachments. The thing grieved it's creators death and had formed a romantic relationship with some Bajoran woman. Fearing that such an attachment could break their control over him, she ordered that everybody close to the Android was executed or murdered. The only regret she had was that Lennox managed to escape the Cardassian Empire, but soon enough he will pay for his betrayal.

((OOC: I've put up a picture of her http://forums.sims2community.com/showpost.php?p=1056967&postcount=664 ))

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*Science Lab*

Ensign Tahlandi: I tend to agree ma'am, but the problem is how do we test your theory? I mean we have no biological data, only a disembodied neurological patron in an alien device.

Tahlandi is unsure why, but he feels uneasy about all of this. A device that is Cardassian and Reman in origin that is controlled by an unknown alien. What in the world is going on, how do the pieces fit together.

Ensign Tahlandi: Maybe a holo simulation can help us figure things out?


*Engineering*

Lt. Woods: *taps combadge* Lt. Ivanova, status report.
((OOC: sorry for the late response was called away.))

[motom79]

*Science Lab - Engineering section*

Ensign Tahlandi looks at Dr. Nasseren, she has that typical Betazoid honesty and perception. Tahlandi always found that refreshing and a little disconcerting at the same time.

Ensign Tahlandi: Don't worry about it ma'am. I just need to do some calculation's to design a model. But with a little help form the psychotricorder, it will be done in a jiffy. Hopefully it's enough to approximate a brain image. Shall we go to holodeck one?

Tahlandi doesn't get the voodoo remark, but decides not ask what the Dr. meant by it, his calculations are more important for the moment

*Engineering*

Lt. Woods: keep me appraised Lt.

[motom79]

*Corridor*

Ensign Tahlandi has absolutly no idea what the two women are talking about, dolls? He gives the two a puzzled look.

Ensign Tahlandi: Dr. what did you mean earlier when you said I knew it, and they wouldn't listen? And what's voodoo exactly, I'm not familiar with that term.

*Bridge*

PO Tigan and cadet Woods enter the bridge. The young cadet feels a little self aware and starts pulling at his uniform and looking for the Captain, she apparently is not on the bridge. PO Tigan looks at the nervous Caitan boy without a tail.

PO Tigan: *winks* First time on the bridge, don't worry most senior officers don't bite, except maybe the XO and the Andorian navigator.
Cadet Woods: *nervous smile* Thanks Sir.
PO Tigan: Just call me Jerrod, I'm not an officer.
Cadet Woods: I'm Tobias Woods.
PO Tigan: You're related to the Chief?
Cadet Woods: I'm his son.
PO Tigan: I see, well let's report to our stations before we become our XO's breakfast.
Cadet Woods: Yes S... I mean Jerrod

((OOC: ok))

[MooreSpino]

The following is a transcript of Captain Patton's Log Entry:

Lieutenant Woods has conducted the additional test on the alien device and I find the results disturbing; the device implanted in the navigation system is telepathic in design. The person or persons who have organized this attempt are serious to use such a device. So far our team has narrowed the telepathic signature to either Vulcan, Romulan... Or Reman.

A Level Ten sensor sweep has also been used to search the rest of the ship for similar devices.

Even more disturbing is that shortly after arriving within range of the Neutral Zone a cloaked ship was detected outside of the Maverick and an unauthorized transport was detected in Cargo Bay F. Commander Riahj, a supposed passenger, had defected to the Romulan ship, taking with him unknow secrets. Riahj had also coeresed Lieutenant Speok into helping him by threatning the Vulcan's family.

Even though the Romulans had went into a cloak, we were able to locate them and fire phasers to flush them out. Commander T'Prel of the Romulan ship the Talons of Honor threatened us and them subsenquently fired upon us. Our shields were able to hold up, but eventually I was forced to order return fire. We had managed to disable the ship but they had brought reinforcements with them in the form of two more cloaked ships. They managed to escape back across to the Neutral Zone... And with our damaged Communications Array and Weapons Systems... I was forced to retreat...

The Klingon vessel Vaq'wi and its commander Captain Keltok came to our assistance. With our damaged phaser array, I was more than grateful for their offered assistance.

Commander Bijaj has interrogated Lieutenant Speok, but nothing else we didn't already know was reveiled about Riahj or his connection with the Romulans. He is being held in the Brig until we arrive at Starbase 194 along the Neutral Zone.

Admiral Jorgensen, another passanger aboard sent to negotiate with the Romulan Senate, has contaced me about his suspisions on the matter concerning Riahj and the conspiracy. His theories are viable and when we arrive at 194, I plan to join the offical investigation...

[MooreSpino]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

For the sencond time in 24 hours, Kimble woke up next to a beautiful Andorian woman in her bed.

Lt. Kimble: yawning, turning over Good morning, Tara...

[motom79]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Tara: Good morning sleepy head, our shift doesn't start until noon. How about I cook you a traditional Andorian breakfast. I'm pretty sure my replicator skills can manage that.

Tara is surprised by herself, only 24 hours ago she was an angry and frighted woman determinant to let nobody in. And look at her now, laying next to a fellow officer and quickly falling in love. She smiles to herself, hoping this could last forever.

[MooreSpino]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Lt. Kimble: Sounds good to me... kisses Tara, then sits up and stretches, looks at the dishelveled pile of his clothes in the floor I'm gonna need a change of clothes... And a sonic shower... smiles at Tara You don't mind if I use your bathroom, do you?

[motom79]

*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara: Of course not, but on one condition you let me join you in the shower *wicked smile comes across her face*

[MooreSpino]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Lt. Kimble: You Andorians never give up do you? grins Condition accepted, but I still want that Andorian breakfast afterwards...

[motom79]

*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara: *seductively* Off course, but let's work up an apatite first

[motom79]

*Corridor - en route Holodeck 1*

Ensign Tahlandi nods and looks at the Doctor, she seems to be lost in her toughs. As he hears her story unfold, he wonders what happened with the project. He was aware that Dominion used neurological devices to control their ships. He wasn't aware that Star Fleet ever even consider such a thing. They enter the Holodeck.

Ensign Tahlandi: So what happened with the project, did it ever go behind the Beta Stage?

Tahlandi walks towards an exit panel and starts downloading the information and computations of the psychotricorder into the holodeck. His blue eyes firmly fixed on the Doctor.

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*Holodeck One*

Tahlandi is shocked by the Doctor's revelations. He sees the emotional pain and distress etched in her eyes and body language

Ensign Tahlandi: I'm so sorry. Are you all right Doctor? *gently touching her shoulder to show support*

At that moment the holodeck has processed the information of the psychotricorder and forms an image that is an approximation of the brain that send out the telepathic signal. Tahlandi's mouth almost falls open in surprise, he had never seen such a complex and utterly alien brain. Maybe he made a mistake, he looks at the Doctor wondering what she makes of all this.

[motom79]

*Holodeck One*

Ensign Tahlandi feels for a moment he's getting information overload, the strange brain, the tragedy, and his bout of sleep deprivation but he manages to regain his self control rather quickly. He gives the Doctor a look of deepest sympathy.

Ensign Tahlandi: I so sorry about your brother. I'm running through my calculations again, but I'm never wrong when it comes to math and statistics.

Tahlandi checks and double checks every calculation he made, but can't find anything wrong. The image before them is without a doubt correct.

Ensign Tahlandi: I can't find anything wrong with my calculations, ma'am. You can check them if you want of course. But it seems the puzzle just became a little more complex. What do we report to the Captain, I mean she was hoping for answers not another mystery.

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*Holodeck One*

Ensign Tahlandi: I know what you mean doctor, well not about the children and marriage of course *smiling*. But there is no need to apologize ma'am, I second-guessed myself on this one. The more we uncover on this device, the more riddles it gives us. I don't like this at all. Who of us shall inform the captain?

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*Holodeck One*

Ensign Tahlandi: Well I'll like that very much, ma'am. I haven't been to the bridge yet *stifles a yawn* Holodeck save image Tahlandi Beta Sigma 2. Computer exit Holodeck.

The two officers walk together to the bridge. Although tired, Tahlandi is to excited to get any sleep now anyways.

[motom79]

((OOC: Goodnight))

[MooreSpino]

(((OOC: Good night!)))

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Kimble and sh'Raazh walk out of the bathroom, both dressed in freshly replicated uniforms. Kimble then sweeps Tara into his arms and plants small kisses all over her face and neck.

Lt. Kimble: grins slyly So tell me, Imzadi, what does an Andorian breakfast include?

*Ready Room*

Patton sat at her desk across from Admiral Jorgensen, a grim look on her face.

Capt. Patton: Admiral... What ramafications do you see for the Federation if the conspiricay succeeds?

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*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara: *girlish giggle* how about some Andorian tuber root, ever had any, *hesitates for a moment* Imzadi.

Tara playfully gives Richie a little slap on the butt and orders two servings of Andorian tuber root.

[MooreSpino]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Lt. Kimble: sits down Can't say that I have... sh'Raazh sits the dish of tuber root in formt of him Looks good, though. pauses Tara, do you know what 'Imzadi' means? Not to insult your intelligence or anything...

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*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara: Yes I do, it means beloved. During the Dominion war I was stationed on Betazed. I was there when it fell, but let's not ruin this perfect morning *sadness and grieve in her voice*

sh'Raazh tries not to think of the horrors she witnessed during the occupation of Betazed. It was something she'd rather forget.

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*Sickbay*

Counselor D'ar has finished her breakfast and heads to Sickbay. As she enters, she sees Dr. Lennox running out of Sickbay with Kati. She smiles and waves at them but they are too engrossed in each other to notice her. "Oh, well," she thinks rather enviously, "it must be nice to be in love."

She enters her office and starts to check of her messages. There are several appointments she needs to set up, so she works on her schedule for a while. Sending appointment confirmations and returning messages takes up the better part of an hour.

When she looks at her clock it is 9:45 a.m. She walks out into Sickbay and spots Nurse Candy Wyatt.

Counselor D'ar: Ms. Wyatt come here please! Ms. Wyatt, I didn't receive a response regarding your mandatory 10 a.m. appointment with me. You have been ordered by Dr. Lennox and the Captain to meet with me and the sooner we meet the better. So can you come into my office now? I see you're not busy at the moment.

[MooreSpino]

*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Kimble smiles softly at this revelation. So his new lover had been a part of his father's homeworld's liberation.

Lt. Kimble: telepathically Then, do you mind if I call you my Imzadi?

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*Captain's Ready Room*

"Capt. Patton: Admiral... What ramafications do you see for the Federation if the conspiricay succeeds?"

Adm. Jorgensen: That's a good question, Sarah. A lot will depend on who is involved in the plan and what their ultimate goal is. We're really not sure of any of that yet.

So far, we've traced Riahj's personal and professional record all the way back to his youth before he entered Starfleet. On the surface, everything always looked fine. He showed promise at an early age, received promotions regularly and was given increasingly more important assignments. He succeeded in his missions most of the time - there were a few failures but that's inevitable over the course of a lifetime of military and diplomatic missions.

When he retired recently, he was offered several plum positions at Starfleet, including teaching. But he turned all of them down. From what we can tell now, it's as if he was wrapping up his affairs but in a discrete way. He transferred his bank accounts off world, he sold his condo in San Francisco. One glaring signs that all was not right is that if he had any personal life at all, it was not evident in any documents we could find. No family, no relatives, no really close friends. We're tracking all his financial records now to see if there is any trail there...

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*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara looks angrily at Richie, she never liked it when Betazoids did this, it felt a little like an invasion.

Tara: No I don't mind, I like it, nobody ever called my imzadi before. But please don't use telepathy on my, I don't like that *said gently*.

Tara takes his hand and gently plays with his fingers.

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*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Kimble looks slightly crestfallen, like Tara had just slapped him.

Lt. Kimble: I'm sorry, Tara... Its just that with other Betazoids, mental communication plays an important role in relationships... But I suppose I should of asked you first... I won't do it again, Imzadi. smiles, rubs Tara's hand with the pad of his thumb It's not really my strong point anyway.

*Ready Room*

Capt. Patton: That is strange... Riahj is part Romulan, correct? Could it be possible that he has strong connections on Romulas and the outlying systems?

(((OOC: edejan, did you get my PM?)))

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*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara sees the crestfallen look on Richie's face. Once again her blunt ways have hurt somebody, somebody she started to care deeply about. She feels a great need to explain why, so he would understand her distaste for telepathy. But it's not something she really wants to share, it still makes her feel dirty.

Tara: I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, my sweet boy. *hesitates* It's just during my time on Betazoid, a criminal named Jaden, he *tries a way to say it subtly, but fails* He, he mind raped me. He invaded my with the must disgusting form of telepathy known to Betazoids. I know it's normal for you to show affection this way, but understand Richie it's difficult for my to except telepathy after what happened with Jaden. *her eyes full with tears of rage*

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*sh'Raazh Quarters*

Lt. Riddle: I do understand... Betazoids are a peaceful people, and what this Jaden did... It goes against the princples of Betazed. takes Tara's hand Y'know I would never do anything like that to you... But, maybe... I can help you get over it... Would you mind if I did that?

[edejan]

(((OOC - yes I just read it --thanks!)))

Captain's Ready Room

Adm. Jorgensen: Well, he always "officially" repudiated his Romulan heritage but maybe he has secretly sympathized with them throughout the wars. As I said, his private life seems to be a mystery - too much so for a man of his position. Let me see if I can contact some of the people who knew him in his Academy days.

Adm. Jorgensen takes out his PADD and transmits several messages.

Adm. Jorgensen: Well, let's see what we hear by the time we debark at the Starbase. By the way, Captain, I am aware of some of the new technologies the Maverick has. They are known among Command staff at Starfleet altho' we wouldn't like our enemies to become aware of them. Have you checked to see if there were any unauthorized accessing of these systems?

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*sh'Raazh quarters*

Tara: I would like that very much, Imzadi.

((ooc: I'm going to bed now, I have a thesis to finish tomorrow))

[MooreSpino]

(((OOC: Good night!)))

*Ready Room*

Capt. Patton: No, I'm not personally aware of any, but that's probably the best angle we have right now. Let me know if there is anything else I can do for now. Thank you for sharing this information with me, Admiral Jorgensen. stands and escorts Adm. Jorgensen to the Bridge

*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: to Commander Bijaj What's our ETA to the starbase, Commander?

[edejan]

(((OOC: Goodnight, Capt.)))

*Bridge*

Col. Bijaj: Our ETA is approximately one hour, Captain. We are in contact with the Starbase for docking orders.

[MooreSpino]

*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: Thank you. takes center seat Advise them of our condition and request repair teams to be ready when we dock. I want our systems to be one-humdred percent before resuming our mission...

[edejan]

*Bridge*

Col. Bijaj: Yes, Captain. We have already communicated with Starbase 194 and repair teams are awaiting our arrival. Engineering, please estimate a timetable for our repairs!

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*Lennox's Quarters*

Lennox turns and faces Katian with a corpse like straight expression. His voice becomes low and soft.

Lennox: My creators were accomplished cyberneticists. They were lovers, parents, and contributing members of society. They were also members of the Marquis. I had been activated for a little over three years when they took me with them on a supply mission to a Marquis outpost in the demilitarized zone. We were delivering food and medical supplies to starving settlers, mostly children. But, we were ambushed upon arriving, there was a massacre. The Cardassians killed everyone. Slaughtered the men first and raped mothers in front of their children. But sooner or later, they were all killed.

Lennox leans against the desk and exhales slowly.

Lennox: Everyone but me. I tried to stop them, I did everything within my power to, but I was shot at close range with a disruptor, it did minimal bodily damage, but the next thing I knew, I was in a laboratory. They kept me a prisoner for ten years before the prison camp was liberated. They were trying to base their own androids after me, a cybernetic army, but their experiments failed over and over again. And I refused to cooperate so they would use torture, and I still would not cooperate. So eventually, they figured out how to control my movements and they could force me to do virtually anything.... But they never could alter my thought process, no. I always was completely aware of everything... But starfleet eventually came, a decade later after so much damage had been done. I returned to earth to find out that Nora had been murdered only days after we left, her body was found a box on the shore of a river... *trails off*

*Sharpps Quarters*

Lt. Riddle is on his meal break and sits across a glass table from Sharpp. Sharpp wears a science department jumpsuit and a pair of canvas shoes and watches as Riddle eats a raw salad with no dressing and a glass of soymilk.

Riddle: Come on, you have to eat something, Milo.
Sharpp: Wh-wh-why?
Riddle: Oh for the love of logic! You're a biologist, you know damn well why you have to eat.
Sharpp: It n-never k-k-killed m-me before.
Riddle: Well, there's a first time for everything.
Sharpp: I t-t-take enough s-supplements to s-s-survive...
Riddle: Well just surviving isn't enough, is it?
Sharpp: It a-a-always w-worked for me b-b-before....
Riddle: You know.... you need a plant or a pet or something.
Sharpp: Wh-why?
Riddle: It will give you some initiative to get up in the morning. Something other than the fact that you will be relieved of duty if you don't.
Sharpp: I s-s-s-see... and j-just what k-k-kind of plant or -p-pet do y-y-you th-think i need?
Riddle: That will take some research... Now, are you going to eat anything or not?
Sharpp: N-no sir, I'm n-n-not hungry.
Riddle *stands* Well, then I must report this to Lennox and D'ar...

Sharpp is silent as he watches Riddle put his tray back into the replicator and walk to the door.

Riddle: I will see you later, Sharpp. Let me know if you need anything.
Sharpp: Y-yes s-sir.

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*Adm. Jorgensen's Quarters*

Computer: beep...beep...Amd. Jorgensen, you have an "eyes only" secure transmission from Starfleet Command.

Adm. Jorgensen: Good. Put it through, computer. He quickly scans the documents rolling across his screen. Hmmm....This is interesting. I think this could answer a lot of questions. He shuts off his computer, packs it into his kit bag and exits his quarters to debark at Starbase.

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*Sickbay, Counselor's Office*

Counselor D'ar read the messages from Capt. Patton and Dr. Lennox. She had been asked to meet iwth Lt. Sharpp late yesterday and already had another urgent message regarding his condition. She reviewed the pertinent facts of the reports and responded to both the Captain and CMO that she would go to Lt. Sharpp's quarters immediately unless otherwise advised. She reviewed her schedule and found she was free until 3 p.m. that afternoon. She left Sickbay with her PADD in her hand.

Counselor D'ar: Computer, send a note to Capt. Patton and Dr. Lennox that I'm on my way to interview Lt. Sharpp. Also, patch me through to Security...beep...beep...Hellow, Security what's the status of Lt. Sharpp. I'm on my way to his quarters to meet with him. Is he under guard? Do I need to take any special precautions? Please advise.

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*Counselors Office*

Candy sits down crosses her legs and smirks at counselor D'ar.

Candy: What can I do for you... counselor?

[edejan]

(((OOC - sorry I forgot and thought Candy was an NPC. When I noticed she wasn't I edited my post to remove control of her)))

*Counselors Office*

Candy sits down crosses her legs and smirks at counselor D'ar.

Candy: What can I do for you... counselor?

Counselor D'ar: Candy, I have received requests from both the Captain and the CMO regarding your behavior. As you know, reports have been placed in your permanent record regarding your alleged sexual harrassment of Dr. Lennox. But you have been given the opportunity to mitigate the effect of those reports on your permanent record if you cooperate with me and we have successful session. What do you think?

[edejan]

*Sickbay, Counselor's Office*

Counselor D'ar read the messages from Capt. Patton and Dr. Lennox. She had been asked to meet iwth Lt. Sharpp late yesterday and already had another urgent message regarding his condition. She reviewed the pertinent facts of the reports and responded to both the Captain and CMO that she would go to Lt. Sharpp's quarters immediately unless otherwise advised. She reviewed her schedule and found she was free until 3 p.m. that afternoon. She left Sickbay with her PADD in her hand.

Counselor D'ar: Computer, send a note to Capt. Patton and Dr. Lennox that I'm on my way to interview Lt. Sharpp. Also, patch me through to Security...beep...beep...Hello, Security what's the status of Lt. Sharpp. I'm on my way to his quarters to meet with him. Is he under guard? Do I need to take any special precautions? Please advise.

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*Bridge*

After an hour under Klingon escort, the Maverick made it back to Starbase 195 without further incident.

Capt. Patton: Helm, begin docking procedures and contact the Operations office on the 'Base. Commander Bijaj... smiles Would you contact the Klingon vessel and thank them for thier services?

*Lennox's Quarters*

Kati was silent through Lennox's explantion of the fate of his family. So Q hadn't lied after all... Lennox was forced by the Cardassions to kill against his will innocent people. His entire family was killed delivering much needed supplies along with the Marquis colonists...

It was a horror story come to life... Katian couldn't stop the tears from coming anymore. All she could do was wrap her arms around Lennox and let them fall...

Katian: I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Lennox...

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*Lennox's Quarters*

Years ago, Lennox would have cried too. Now all he can do is stand there silently and hold onto Katian. He whispers, "There is nothing we can do to change the past, Kati... but we can still effect the future."

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*Security*

T'lei recieves D'ars inquiry and responds.

T'lei: Counselor, Lt. JG Sharpp is on medical restrictions only, there are no special security precautions. Any other information you need should be in his medical file. The only note here is that he is possibly a threat to himself. Is that all?

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*Corridors*

Counselor D'ar receives message from Security and taps her comm badge.

D'ar: Only a threat to himself? Didn't he attack a Klingon yesterday? I certainly don't feel physically safe with him. Can I request a Security escort to at least stand outside his cabin while we meet?

[MooreSpino]

*Lennox's Quarters*

Katian: looks up at Lennox, quietly ... My father and two brothers were killed, as well. My oldest brother, Gean, was assilmilated by the Borg when they invaded El-Auria... And Daddy and Jole were destroyed by the Nexus... I know how it feels, Lennox... looks at the photo The past is the past... But you can still miss those left behind... smiles softly And be thankful they were in your life to begin with...

[edejan]

[QUOTE=MooreSpino]*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: Helm, begin docking procedures and contact the Operations office on the 'Base. Commander Bijaj... smiles Would you contact the Klingon vessel and thank them for thier services?

Col. Bijaj: Aye, Captain. Computer hail Captain Keltok of the Vaq'wi. Hello, Captain Keltok. Captain Patton thanks you for your courtesy and escort and bids you farewell. We will report favorably on your actions to Starfleet Command. She looks deeply into the eyes of the Klingon captain on the viewscreen. Farewell.

Capt. Keltok: Farewell, Maverick Command. Q'pla. He strikes his chest with his hand in the Klingon salute and signs off.

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*Security*

T'lei: As you wish counselor, an escort will meet you outside his quarters momentarily.

*Lennox's Quarters*


Lennox stands back from Katian and wipes the remaining tears from her face.

Lennox: I am so sorry Katian... but you are right, we should be thankful to have ever known them. It just seems sometimes, like everyone always ends up leaving in the end. *smiles weakly* But right now I am so glad to have you in my life. I thought I would be alone forever. The past twenty years have seemed like an eternity.

*Corridor Outside of Sharpp's Quarters*

Crewman T'vur waits outside of Sharpps quarters as ordered. Uncertain why he was needed to begin with, he had played chess with Sharpp several times before, and he wasn't exactly imposing. "Trill's can be so illogical" he thinks.

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*Lennox's Quarters*

Katian: laughs softly Oh, yeah? You should try waiting a century. kisses Lennox on the cheek And I'm glad to have you, as well.

*Bridge*

Starbase Commander: Maverick, you are clear for docking... And welcome to 'Base 194.

Capt. Patton Thank you, Commander. taps comm. badge Attention, crew. This is Captain Patton. We are docking at Starbse 194 for a short layover. smiles Consider this the last stop for awhile. A short leave is approved for anyone who wants it, just arrange it with the personel director. That is all, Patton out.

[edejan]

(((OOC-signing off for the night, my computer keeps kicking me off the internet, good night!!)))

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*The Bridge*

Riddle: Captain, I await your orders in regards to supply and personnel renewal for the science department. What do you need me to do while we are here?

[MooreSpino]

(((OOC: Good night, edejan!)))

*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: Yes, Mister Riddle. We need our new Chief Security and Tatical Officer, not to mention replacing anything that was damaged in the phaser fight. Do you have a list compiled for the Science department?

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OOC:Istas45 has given me permission to use her character Lt. Cmdr. Onan Shashar (http://forums.sims2community.com/showpost.php?p=1055473&postcount=619)

*The Bridge*

Riddle: Yes sir, I do. I will begin right away.


*Station 194 Docking Area*

Riddle walks into the docking area with a PADD in hand. He decides to find the new tactical officer, and delegates the tasks of supply gathering to his officers.

He searches the room and finally sees a young Trill man with spikey reddish hair and black, betazoid eyes. He has one small suitcase on the flor beside him. He approaches him.

Riddle: Greetings, you must be Lt. Cmdr. Shashar?
Shashar: Yes lieutenant, how may I help you?
Riddle: I am Lt. Riddle, the chief science officer of the S.S. Maverick. I would just like to welcome you aboard... *looks around* Well, once we actually get aboard.
Shashar Of course. Well, shall we get going?

Lt. Riddle leads Lt. Cmdr. Shashar aboard the Maverick and shows him the security station as well as his quarters and then eventually the two men go to the bridge in search of the captain.

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*Bridge*

Patton is filling out reports on her PADD when the turbolift doors open and Riddle, followed by a new officer, enter the Bridge.

Capt. Patton: smiles, stands Ah, you must be our new Tatical Officer! I'm Captain Sara Patton. extends a hand Welcome aboard.

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*Bridge*

Riddle returns to the science station and Shashar shakes the captains hand.

Shashar: Thank you sir, it is a pleasure to have this opportunity to serve under your command.

[MooreSpino]

*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: Well, Lieutenant Commander, feel free to get accustomed to your Bridge post while were stuck here. It'll be awhile yet... to Riddle Mister Riddle, did you get everything your department needed that fast?

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*Bridge*

Col. Bijaj: Yes, Captain. We have already communicated with Starbase 5 and repair teams are awaiting our arrival. Engineering, please estimate a timetable for our repairs!

*Engineering*

Lt. Woods: Primary repairs are done, we're now focusing on the weapons array. The damage is extensive, like I informed the captain it will take the better part of a day, ma'am.

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*Bridge*

Riddle: Aye sir. Crewman Cole and Shantara just checked back in with the equipment, sir. But, we still need our supply of magnasite.

Lennox's Quarters

Lennox: You know, you're dangerous? I would do anything for you, you have me completly in your control. I thought for a long time that my only love was Starfleet medical. But now I know better. *kisses Katian*

The captains message comes over the intercom system.

"Attention, crew. This is Captain Patton. We are docking at Starbase 194 for a short layover. smiles Consider this the last stop for awhile. A short leave is approved for anyone who wants it, just arrange it with the personnel director. That is all, Patton out.

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*Bridge*

Capt. Patton: Thank you, Mister Woods. to Riddle And you, Mister Riddle? You've been on this Bridge going on three shifts! smiles I appriciate your dedication, but even Vulcans need a break. pauses Perhaps you would care to join me to the Starbase... I've been here longer than you have, and we can pick up that magnasite while we're at it...

*Lennox's Quarters*

Katian: I'm dangerous, am I? smiles I'll remember that one, Lenny... kisses Lennox

Attention, crew. This is Captain Patton. We are docking at Starbase 194 for a short layover. Consider this the last stop for awhile. A short leave is approved for anyone who wants it, just arrange it with the personnel director. That is all, Patton out.

Kati looks up at the invisible intercom.

Katian: We're at Starbase 194? I used to work here a few years ago... I wonder if Loug is still around?

[motom79]

((OOC: can I and NixNivis assume that the report about the alien device is delivered to the captain?))

[MooreSpino]

(((OOC: Or they arrive and she's already gone. Either one, your discretion.)))

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*Lennox's Quarters

Lennox: Yes, we just docked, I was planning to go there... Inquiry, Loug?

*The Bridge*

Riddle:*smiles* I would like that very much, sir.

Riddle follows the captain into the turbolift and the rest of the way to the station, which is worming with people.

[motom79]

((OOC: all right, for the time being let's not concern ourself with it.))

[MooreSpino]

(((OOC: Coolio, motom. :) )))

*Lennox's Quarters*

Katian: Hmmm... I think I'll save that story for later... grins, exits quarters while calling after herself Coming, Lennox?

*Prominade*

Patton and Riddle stroll among the crowds taking in the sites and sounds.

Capt. Patton: eyeing some Bajoran jumja sticks So, Alex, where do we find your magnasite in this mob? stomach growls, sheepishly ...And is there a restuarunt close by?

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*Corridor*

Lennox fallows Kati out of his room, "Behave yourself, Lovecraft!" He shouts as the door closes and walks with Katian through the staking corridors.

Lennox: I am attempting to locate several objects, including live Andorian ice worms and a female Kimjani plant.... I have never been to this base, any idea where I might locate such items?

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*Prominade*

Riddle: Um.... Well I think there is a Betazoid Cafe near here. As for the magnacite, I happen to be good friends with the science clerk aboard this station. He should be able to locate it for me no problem.

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*Prominade*

Capt. Patton: Business first, pleasure later. Lead the way to your science clerk, Mister Riddle.

*Corridor*

Katian: I knew of an Andorian woman who specialized in items from Andor, so she'd know about the ice worms. And there was this little florist just off the main Prominade. They might be able to help with your plant. If not we can always ask Loug... smiles at the look on Lennox's face No, he's not another ex-boyfriend. More like a rival bartender... turns and enters a turbolift

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*Character Application Information*

Name and Rank: Tobias Woods
Age: 17
Species/Homeworld: Caitian
Position: Cadet 2nd class
A brief sentence or two describing your personality: Tobias is the adoptive son of Lt. Joshua Woods. His birth parents died during the height of the Dominion - Federation Cold War. Tobias is hard working and intelligent, he dreams to become the youngest Star Fleet Captain ever. That's why he took the position as captain's yeoman, to learn leadership. Like Terran cats he purrs when he is a good mood. Tobias, to his great shame, has a rare condition for a Caitan: he lacks a tail. Like most Catians he prefers to walk around barefoot.

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*Turbolift*

Lennox smiles, the thought that Loug was an ex-lover honestly never occurred to him. Then again, androids aren't exactly known for their jealously.

Lennox:Another bar tender? That name sounds Ferengi...

*Corridors of Starbase 194*

Riddle: Aye, sir.

Riddle leads the captain through countless hallways into the very bowels of the station where they stop at the entrance to what appears to be a broom closet. Riddle knocks on the door three times, pauses, and then once more. There is a moment of silence and then the doors whispered open. A slender young Romulan man in a Starfleet science uniform pokes his head out from around the doorway and the room behind him is darkness. He stares at Riddle for a moment and then grins and hugs him. The vulcan allows him to, though he is visually irritated by the friendly affection.

Riddle: Captain, this is Lt. T'ras, T'ras, this is the lovely Captain Patton.
T'ras: Pleased to meet you, captain. *looks at Riddle accusingly* What can I help you with, Alex?
Riddle: *steps into the room and motions for the captain* Oh, I just need some magnicite.
T'ras You know that stuff's impossible to get, L-T.
Riddle: Its not impossible, just difficult. I have full faith in your abilities. You have six hours....

Riddle begins to leave when he stops and looks at the Romulan.

Riddle: Oh, and its good to see you again, T'ras... its been too long.

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*Bridge*

Seeing there is not much to do on the bridge, Cadet Woods decides to go and explore the space station. He wonders if he can convince Rian to join him.

Cadet Woods: *taps com badge* Rian, I'm just wondering if you have the time. Well, hmm would you like to join in exploring the space station.

Damn why do I always get tongue tied when I talk to girls. In the corner of his eye he sees Cadet Pjort running towards him, oh no.

((ooc: I'm aware I posted cadet Woods before but I mistakenly deleted the previous post, sorry)

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OOC: no problem motom. I didn't see the first.

*Medical Lab*

Rian: I would like that, Woods. My shift just ended, I will meet you at the docking bay.

[MooreSpino]

Corridors of Starbase 194*

Capt. Patton: A pleasure to meet you as well, Lieutenant T'ras. And anything you can do to find Mister Riddle's magnicite I'm sure would be greatly appriciated. leaves with Riddle He seemed nice... How long have you know T'ras?

*Turbolift*

Katian: scoffs Loug is the ephitimey of the Ferengi lifestyle. He's willing to any kind of business with anyone... For a sizable profit, that is. He's also a bit of a cheat, so if we do have to ask him, keep an eye on your pockets.

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*Corridors*

Tobias heart skips a beat, he catlike sneaks away for Cadet Pjort (whom he dislikes) and purrs with happiness. He looks at his reflection and straightens his uniform, glances at his fangs, no food there. Perfect, he tussles his black manes a little and cleans his purple fur like a terran cat. He sees cadet Rian waiting at the dock, He waves at her very enthusiastically.

Cadet Woods: Hi, so what do you want to do?

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*Station 194/ Docking bay*

Lennox: *to Katian* I will keep that in mind. But last time someone tried to rob me, I ended up crushing his wrist....

A young woman with black, wavy hair and almost unhumanly green eyes approaches Katian and Lennox. She takes a long hard look at the android before sweetly smiling at Katian.

Lenore: You must be Katian Ryoux, from the maverick? I am your new waitress, Lenore.

*Corridors of Station 194*

Riddle hesitates before answering the question. The truth is he had met T'ras on Romulus when he was fourteen, the same summer his twin had gone missing. He had to sneak into the country at the time, and there was no record of him ever being there. He brought T'ras home with him, they were nearly killed on the trip back. Most of which they spent stowed away on a Ferengi smuggling vessel.

Riddle: I've known him... for a very long time. Hes a nice man, just a bit "cracked" so to speak... Now, may I have the pleasure of buying you lunch, captain?

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*Starbase 194*

Katian looks slightly confused at Lenor's abrupt introduction but does her best to be polite.

Katian: Oh, I wasn't aware I was getting a new waitress. smiles But it's nice to meet you, Lenore. motions to Lennox This is Doctor Lennox, a close friend of mine...

*Coridors of Starbase 194*

Capt. Patton: That sounds great, Alex. Afraid I didn't get much of a dinner in... How is Lieutenant Sharpp, anyway?

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Name: Droid A6Z4
Alias: Lenore
Age: 12 years
Species: Android
Wanted on: Earth, Cardassia Prime, Q'uonos, Bajor, Romulus, Benzar, Ferenginar, Denobula, Kelva, Orion, Trill, Andoria, Vulcan, Zalkon, Ekos, Hekaras II, Delta IV, Chanla, Breen, Bolarus IX, Betazed, Fabrina, Kantare, Lissepia, Organia.
History: "Lenore" was created as a prototype battle android by the Cardassian government. "She" was modled after captured federation, Hoffmann-type android known as "Lennox". One of several hundred prototypes, Lenore was the only one to survive. She was created genderless, but escaped only six months after her activation and began her life as a mercenary. She took on a female persona and has since committed countless crimes in worlds across the quadrant. Crimes as minor as prostitution and petty theft and severe as torture, treason, and various war crimes.

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*Starbase 194*

Lenore smiles at Lennox and acts like she doesn't recognize him. She knows exactly who he is though and plays it cool. Eureka.

Lenore: Its a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Lennox. Now, I truly must check into my quarters, I will see both of you later.

Lennox just nods, there is something icredibly familiar about this woman, something strange about her respiration. He watches as she walks away and can't shake the feeling.
Lennox: *to Katian* Well, where shall we go first?

*Corridors of Starbase 194*

Alex leads the way to the Betazoid resteraunt. He likes Betazoid food because they don't over season everything. Vulcans have a very sensitive sense of taste, as well as smell and hearing and vision.

Riddle: Terrible, he's just terrible. I care about him as a friend and as a commanding officer, and I keep expecting to hear that he's gone and thrown himself out of an airlock. *sighs* But thats definitely what he would do if he was relieved of duty. I never met someone so dedicated to Starfleet, its his life. *sighs* I feel like I'm trying to be someones mother.

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*Station 194/ Docking bay*

Cadet Woods: we could go to the lounge or a restaurant, if you hungry. Or just hang out.

Tobias yellow eyes focus on Rian's beautiful face, he's glad his fur prevents blushing.

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*Corridors of Starbase 194*

Capt. Patton: I can sympathize... But if the Lieutenant is that dedicated to Starfleet, then maybe I could talk some sense into him. You think he'd respond to his Captain?

*Starbase 194*

Kati stops and considers her memroy of the Starbase's layout.

Katian: K'lirret, the Andorian I told you about, her shop is the closest. I'd say we start there... they begin to walk through the crowd From what I remember, K'lirret was a bit of a tough negotiator when it comes to goods from Andor. She is just about as prideful as an Andorian can be. But once you get to know her... Well, she's easier to deal with anyway...

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*Docking Bay*

Rian smiles weakly and then stops herself.

Rian: Food would be good. Yes, I would like food. Do they have any Klingon resteraunts here?

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*Corridors of Starbase 194*

Tobias is a little surprised by Rian's statement, a Vulcan wanting to go to a Klingon restaurant. He tilts his head a little and gives her an appraising look.

Cadet Woods: I guess so, but hm you do realize Klingon restaurants only serve meat dishes.

*Engineering*

Lt. Woods is buzzy delegating tasks to his engineering team and the team of Starbase 194. Maybe this means the weapon array will be on line in just a few hours.

*Bridge*

PO Tigan has the grueling task to coordinate the engineering repairs on the bridge. He is a little surprised that Lt. Woods has trusted an enlisted engineer with this task instead of a commissioned engineer. But he is not one to complain, he hopes he can life up to the task after his less than stellar performance during the crisis.

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*Betazoid Restaurant*

Riddle and the captain are seated at a table in the back of the restaurant by a dark woman with darker eyes.

Riddle: I think it might help, captain. Well, it couldn't hurt at least... I love betazoid kiral leaf broth. I wonder if they serve soy milk here...


*Andorian Shop*

Lennox and Kati stop at last at the Andorians shop. The woman is tall and slender with long white hair and a surprisingly gentle face.

Lennox: Hello... I am looking for some live andorian ice worms, about two dozen.

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*Corridors of Starbase 194*

Rian leers at Tobias with a half rabid grin.

Rian: I know, and I intend to gorge myself on it.

Rian is angry, confused, joyful, and emotionally starved. She is furious with her father and being forced to walk in his footsteps. She wants to see the world for herself, not under the guise of stifling Vulcan logic. She wants to see it and feel it and taste it. There is a savage part of her mind clawing and salivating at the edge of her consciousness and she is slowly letting her see the light of day.

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*Corridors of Starbase 194*

Tobias grins back, this is most certainly not your typical Vulcan.

Cadet Woods: Let's hunt down a Klingon restaurant. *puts his head up in the air and sniffs* I think I picked up the sense of Klingon food, this way *points towards the corridor left of them*

Like Terran cats Tobias has excellent hunting skills, unaware of what he is doing, he takes a catlike hunting pose while they walk towards the intriguing smell of Klingon food.

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*Andorian Shop*

K'lirret looks Lennox straight in the eye, a scowl darkening her gentle features.

K'lirret: Do you? What for? Not a lot of non-Andorians ask for those...

Katian: steps forward It's all right, K'lirret, he's with me.

K'lirret: ... Kati? Is that you? grins Well, well, long time no see! Y'know Loug took over your place when you left. Damned Ferengi thinks he can buy everyone out...

Katian: smiles That's not exactly why we're here... Do you have any ice worms for sale?

K'lirret: Well... looks Lennox up an down I might have a few dozen in the cold storage unit. Tricky little things to keep alive, but you stick'em somewhere dark and cold they practially flourish. I'll be right back... walks to the back of the shop

Katian: Uh, sorry about her, Lennox. This is actually one of her friendly moods...

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Capt. Patton: smiles We're off-duty, Alex. You don't have to keep calling me 'Captain.' I don't even like calling me Captain... looks at menu And kiral broth does sound good... But I think I'll get a salad along with it.

*Bridge*

After a very late breakfast, Kimble and sh'Raazh finally managed to make it back to the Bridge.

Lt. Kimble: Good afternoon, fellow crewmembers! I'm pleased to inform you that you all shall be graced with our presence for the remainder of the shift. grins Please enjoy. struts over to the Helm control

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*Bridge*

sh'Raazh sees that Lt. Woods has once again put that incompetent fool Tigan on the bridge she gives him a disapproving stare. She gives Lt. Kimble a strange sorta look half amused, half annoyed. Without saying a word she takes her station.
Tigan isn't exactly thrilled to see the Andorian b*tch on the bridge he responds to her disapproving stare with a blank expression. Well at least Lt. Kimble is back, he likes the laid back officer. At least he isn't such a snide stuck-up snob as some of the other bridge officers.


((OOC: I'm not exactly sure what the policy here is with mild profanity))

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*Klingon Restaurant*

Rian watches as Tobias stalks and almost laugh. When they reach the restaurant, she stares at the overhead menu for a moment and then orders.

Rian: I will have a plate of bregit lung, raw.

*Andorian Shop*

Lennox crosses his arms as he waits for K'lerrit.

Lennox: Oh, it is quite alright. Besides, ice worms are difficult to come by. They are quite useful because a component of their waste is a natural anesthetic which is very potent and non-addictive.

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Riddle's face is flushed with a pale green, as he blushes with embarrassment. He was never a nervous person before but there was something about Captain Patton...

Riddle: As you wish capt- sir- er- Sarah... Sorry, it will just take a little getting used to.

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*Klingon Restaurant*

Cadet Woods: *examines the cart* I'll have blood wine *looks at Rian* and Rokeg blood pie.
Klingon waiter: Are you sure you can handle bloodwine Kitty.
Cadet Woods: *smirking*, sure I drink it all the time.
Klingon waiter: *snorts* Will that be all

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*Andorian Shop*

Katian: blinks Anesthetic waste... Okay...

K'lerret comes back out carrying two cases of the requested ice worms.

K'lerret: That'll be seven slips of latnium, if you don't mind? holds out a waiting hand to Lennox

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Capt. Patton: smiles That's all right. We can get used to it together. laughs What kind of commander can't even get used to her own title?

Patton found herself liking this Lieutenant. Not at all like other Vulcans she had worked with in the past. Alex was a lot more comfortable around human displays of emotion and had a pleasant attitude. She actually found it quite endearing...

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*Klingon Restaurant*

Rian No. I will have a glass of Chech'tluth. And Klingon! *forcefully* Never call my comrade a "kitty" again!

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*Andorian Shop*

Lennox reaches into his pocket and pulls out a hypospray.

Lennox: I only have pure liquid latinum. Would you like the hypospray of it, or should I go and find a receptacle?

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Riddle smirks. He always felt more comfortable with his title than his given name. But still, there was something far more intimate about being on the first name basis with the captain. "Intimate?" he thinks to himself, somewhat shocked. But he decides to go with the feeling.

Riddle: Well its fine captain, you have a beautiful name anyway, and a beautiful smile. Its a shame we don't see more of it.

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*Klingon restaurant*

Klingon waiter: *laughs loudly* And what are you going to do about it little girl. You Vulcans have no warrior spirit.
Cadet Wood: Show some respect, you overgrown Targ
Klingon waiter: I see the Federation youngsters have a warrior spirit *claps them both on the back, which causes the teenagers to, almost, tumble down* Haha, the food is on the house.

Tobias gives Rian a grin

Cadet Woods: Well that was unexpected, thank you for standing up to that Klingon, I don't like it when people compare me to a cat.

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*Klingon Restaurant*

Rian: Well what do you know... I half expected him to strike me in the face. I understand how that cat reference could be upsetting. There are lots of stereotypes about Vulcans too. But most of my brethren are too mentally weak to stand up for themselves.

*Sickbay*

Verrik finishes up his tasks in sickbay. He has a date with Lirra in thirty minutes and intends not to be late for it. He is walkinh out of the storage room when he sees a strange human looking around suspiciously.

Verrik: Can I help you, ma'am? Do you have a medical complaint?
Lenore: Oh! No, not at all... I'm just lost, I am a new waitress here and I was looking for the messhall.
Verrik: Oh, I see. Well I was just about to head there myself. I can show you the way.
Lenore: I would really appreciate that.

Lenore walks beside Verrik as the two walk to Ten Forward. She decides to probe him for information. She had already committed the entire crew manifest to memory, but decided to see how useful Verrik could be to her in the future.

Lenore: So, are you a doctor?
Verrik: Oh no, *laughs* I am a nurse.
Lenore: I heard that the chief medical officer is a robot?
Verrik: And android, yes.
Lenore: Weird... i never can get used to the idea of sentient machines. Is he like a normal part of the crew, or just another piece of equipment?
Verrik: Well, hes a person, and a damn good officer.
Lenore: Oh... I always wanted to be a doctor *giggles dumbly* but i couldn't pass the entering exam.
Verrik: Well, you shouldn't be so easily discouraged... and here we are, ten forward.

*Ten Forward*

Verrik and Lenore walk into ten forward and approach Lirra at the bar.

Verrik: Lirra, this is the ships new waitress, Lenore.
Lirra: Hello Lenore. I trust you are experienced with waitressing?
Lenore: Yes, *giggles* very much so.
Lirra: Then you shall begin immediately! You will be working with Ralph this shift. Verrik and I are off for some much needed shore leave. Its nice meeting you.
Verrik: Its been a pleasure meeting you.

The andorians exit Ten Forward and walk to the docking bay. Lenore is happy to see that she could use the andorian who didn't seem remotely suspicious. She begins her survelience while working in Ten Forward.

*Starbase 194*

Lirra and Verrik walk arm in arm, but Verrik notices her strange silence. He can tell that she is worried and asks her what is wrong.

Lirra: Its probably nothing...
Verrik: Well if its bothering you, then it is not nothing. Whats wrong?
Lirra: There is something strange about that new waitress.
Verrik: She seemed nice enough...
Lirra: Well the thing is, I couldn't pick up any emotions, thoughts, nothing. No matter how hard I tried. There was nothing, it was almost like being around... Oh nevermind.
Verrik: Around who?
Lirra: Well, around your boss, Lennox. It was like being around a machine.
Verrik: What do you mean? She seemed perfectly organic to me... besides, there are plenty of species whos minds can not be read by telepaths.
Lirra: Don't worry about it. You're right, its nothing at all. I am probably just overreacting. There are plenty of species like that. I suppose I just get a little intimidated when I can't read someones thoughts. I'm sorry for being so paranoid.
Verrik: Its fine Lirra... Now, shall we get something to eat?
Lirra: Hmmm... I'm in the mood for Vulcan, I'll buy.
Verrik: Vulcan food sounds good to me.;

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OOC: going to bed

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((OOC: good night))

*Klingon Restaurant*

Cadet Woods: You're definitely not weak Rian *broad smile*. I wanted to ask you something ... *he doesn't finish his sentence the annoying pest that is cadet Pjort just entered the restaurant.
Cadet Pjort: Hiya, *takes an chair and joins them* So what are you two doing
Cadet Woods: eating *extremely annoyed*
Cadet Pjort: you call this drape food, what about you missy, Vulcans don't eat meat or are you a Romulan spy. Be careful that I don't report you, they already have one Vulcan in the brig for being a two faced spy. *laughs at his own bad joke*
Cadet Woods: Shut up, slime ball.
Cadet Pjort: Did I insult your little girlfriend oh lala.


Tobias falls silent and stares at his feet, ashamed by the dumb behavior of Pjort.

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*Docking Bay, Starbase 194*

Ambassador Centowski with Lt. Elen walks down the ramp and is greeted by a starbase security officer.

Security: Commodore Spencer sends his greetings, Ambassador, and invites you to his private dining room to meet with him and other guests at 1500 hours. But first I will show you to your quarters where you can freshen up.

Amb. Centowski: Thank you, dear. Lead on and we will follow. She smiles at Lt. Elen. Let's get settled and then I can bring you up to date on our situation.

A few minutes later Admiral Jorgensen debarks, busily reviewing information on his PADD. He almost walks into a stately officer waiting for him at the end of the ramp.

Commodore Spencer: Nils, watch where you're going, old friend!! He slaps Adm. Jorgensen on the back. Welcome to my pied-a-terre! Adm. Jorgensen looks up and grins at the Spencer.

Adm. Jorgensen: Hey, you old battle droid, how are you??

Com. Spencer: Fine, fine, but - hey - I hear you've brought some problems with you! Come one, I'll drop you off at your quarters. We're having a dinner/meeting at 1500 hours where we can discuss this mess in more privacy.

Adm. Jorgensen: Good...that'll give me a few more minutes to finish gathering information. Let's go!

The two men walk into the Starbase, talking animatedly of old friends and old battles.

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* Family Shittu's Quarters*

Lt. Shittu wakes in an empty bed, he's a still sleep drunk and it takes a while till he is aware of his surroundings. He hears crashing noises and muffled voices. He decides to get out of bed to see what's going on.

Lt. Shittu: Ophelia? What are you doing? Were is Hakeem?
Ophelia: I decided to disembark, you were right a star ship is no place to raise a child. I'm going to take the next transport back to Denobula.
Lt. Shittu: What, you're leaving. *angrily* Were you even planning to let me know or were you just going to sneak off when I was sleeping?
Ophelia: Ifine, I don't want a big scene. It was you who didn't want us to come, remember. After what happened last night I think it is better we leave, it isn't safe just like you said.
Lt. Shittu: Yes, but can't we talk about it first before you leave with our son.
Ophelia: I'm sorry Ifine, I have nothing more to say to you.
Lt. Shittu: You know just go, but at least let me say goodbye to my son.
Ophelia: I don't think that's a good idea *packs some of her stuff and leaves* I'm sorry things didn't work out.

Lt. Shittu stands in his now empty quarters, feeling numb. Their marriage has been on the rocks for two years and now Ophelia clearly had decided that it was over. Lt. Shittu starts to cry.

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*Corridor outside Lt. Sharpp's Quarters*

Counselor D'ar exits Lt. Sharpp's quarters and thanks the security officer stationed at the door.

She returns to her office in Sickbay and dictates a brief report to the Captain and Dr. Lennox regarding her findings and recommendations for Lt. Sharpp's treatment:

"My first meeting with Lt. Sharpp indicates that he is in need of an intensive series of sessions, including pharmacotherapy, and traditional therapy. Getting his mood under control is primary for his well-being as well as ours. Then we can deal with the underlying causes of his behavior and work on mitigating the factors which cause his extreme anxiety. If possible, we may have to sedate him initially and feed him intravenously to bring him back to a state of physical health. I will meet with him again with a medical physician, Dr. Lennox or his designee, to made an assessment of his physical condition. I recommend this assessment be scheduled as soon as possible. I will arrange my schedule to accommodate Dr. Lennox or his designee. I believe quick action to help Lt. Sharpp is of the utmost importance. I also recommend at this time that a continued suspension of his active duty status be planned until a marked improvement in his condition is seen." She sends the reports via secure transmission."

"Well, I'd better write up my recommendations on Candy Wyatt, as well," she thinks.

"I have interviewed Candace Wyatt regarding her reported sexual harrassment of Dr. Lennox. It is my conclusion that Ms. Wyatt's problem is more behavioral than psychological. I have informed her that regular sessions will be scheduled for her but it is my belief that they will prove fruitless. I would recommend at this time that further disciplinary action may be more effective in managing her behavior." She transmits the report. and straightens her desk. She hears the announcement that the ship has docked at Starbase 194.

"Well, I think it's time for me to visit Starbase 194 and do some shopping!"

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(OOC if I'm wrong about officers on the ship, let me know and I will rewrite)))

*Bridge*

Col. Bijaj assigns the bridge command and leaves after nearly 24 hours on duty. Although tired, she feels the need to have a light dinner before going to her quarters. She is officer on call for the ship. The rest of the command staff is visiting Starbase 194 for some R & R. She has no interest in such "trivial" pursuits and is glad to have some peace and quiet aboard ship.

Entering 10-Forward, Bijaj takes a small table by the viewscreen. A dark-haired young waitress approaches her to take her order.

Col. Bijaj: Just a glass of prune juice and a small serving of bloodworms.

She eyes the waitress. She doesn't recognize her from the crew files. She stands and confronts the waitress.

Col. Bijaj: What is your name? And when did you come aboard?

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Character Application:

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Name: Commodore Joshua Spencer
Rank: Commodore
Race/Planet of Origin: Human/Earth
Assignment: Commander, Starbase 194

A few words about your character/personality: Commodore Spencer has a long history with Starfleet and after the resolution of the Dominnion Cold War and peace with Romulus, he was given his choice of commands. He chose to remain active in the field by commanding the Starbase at the neutral zone.

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*Starbase 194, Command Quarters*

Ambassador Centowski and Lt. Elen are shown to their quarters in the command section of the Starbase. Although, this station is on the border of the Neutral Zone and thus on constinuous alert status, the guest command quarters were rather luxurious, even opulent. Amb. Centowski inspcts the room with satisfaction.

Security: Lt. Elen, your quarters adjoin the Ambassador's. Turning to the Ambassador, I assume that is satisfactory, Ambassador?

Amb. Centowski: That's perfect! Thank you, young man. Lt. Elen, let us prepare for our dinner meeting. She waits for security to leave the room and closes the door.

Let me update you on our status. She explained the ceremonial installation of the new romulan Praetor and the newly appointed Senate. This will take place in one week, but the events on the ship yesterday must be taken into consideration and that will be part of our discussion this afternoon.

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*Starbase 194*

Adm. Jorgensen and Com. Spencer walk the gangways of the Starbase toward the guest accommodations. Amd. Jorgensen had been to Starbase 194 on many occasions in the past, but Com. Spencer couldn't help but brag about the improvements and amenities on the starbase since the end of the wars. The station bustled with people/beings of all races in the known galaxy. Not only was Starbase 194 a military outpost, it was also home to a large civilian population and a way station for travelors throughout the sector.

As they walked, Com. Spencer introduced the Admiral to many of the command staff walking the corridors. He lead him into a quieter section of the Starbase, and into the turbolift.

Com. Spencer: Computer...Guest Quarters, please.

Computer:...beep...beep...Yes, Commodore.

Com. Spencer: Nils, the Ambassador has already been shown to her quarters. I'll put you down the hall from her. You might find your quarters a little plush for your taste, but we do like to impress our visitors!

Adm. Jorgensen: Laughs, Well, Josh, I'm getting used to all this luxury. Now that I'm an Admiral, everyone tries to impress me!! But I'm glad to see that you have a good command staff and lots of security!

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*Guest Quarters, Spacestation 194*

Commodore Spencer bade a friendly farewell to Adm. Jorgensen. Nils closes the door of his luxurious suite and throws his kit bag on the bed. He quickly takes out his PADD and continues reading reports from various contacts at Starfleet and other less savory sectors.

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*Andorian Shop*

K'lirret: scoffs That's the problem with you Starfleeters, think everyone else shoud coform to your standars of monetary values.... I'll take the hypo. Been cheated enough for one lifetime... grabs the hypo, turns to Katian It's good to see you again, sweetie. Don't be such a stranger! They have messaging systems now, y'know?

Katian: I know... I'll see you around, K'lirret. waves bye, then walks away with Lennox Told you she was difficult to deal with...

They walk along the main path until they come to where Kati remembers the florist being at... Only to find the shop in question filled with Dabo tables and a huge neon sign flashing in standard: "Loug's Dabo Emporium".

Katian: Oh, no...

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Capt. Patton: blushes slightly, smiles Thank you, Alex. Maybe if we can get this mission back on the right track, I'd have more reasons to smile...

The waitress who seated them came back with a teapot and two traditional Betazed teacups.

Capt. Patton: Thank you... sips tea Personaly, I find it intresting to see my Vulcan Science Officer smile, as well. They say its a rare occurance...

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*Ten Forward*

Lenore plays dumb human and smiles at Bijaj. Klingon first officer, temperamental, emotional, arrogant, and easily blinded by anger.

Lenore: Huh? Oh... I just came from Starbase 194 *teehee* My name is Lenore. I'll get your prune juice and wormies right away!

*Andorian Shop*

Lennox: Well, I got what I was looking for so thats all that matters *smiles*. I found her quite charming...

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Lennox: Oh... I take it that this is your erm, friend's facility?

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Riddle: Well capt- Sara.... Some Vulcans interpret the teachings of Surak differently than the majority. And I am glad, because now I am capable of enjoying your company.

*Klingon Restaurant*

[I]Rian puts a strong but delicate hand on Pjorts shoulder.

Rian: I eat whatever I damn well please, Pjort. Now please leave before I am forced to cause a scene.

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*Klingon Restaurant*

Cadet Pjort: A Vulcan cause a scene, ha. What are you going to do? Bore me to death with a treaty on Vulcan logic. *starts laughing loudly*

Cadet Woods' fur starts to stand up and he looks more and more like an angry cat, he has to restrain himself to not knock that arrogant ass on the ground. Instead he lets out a low angry growl.

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*Klingon Restaurant*

Rian grabs Pjort by the throat and throws him to the floor.

Rian: I said leave! Take your racism elsewhere before I really hurt you!

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((OOC: Rian really isn't your typical Vulcan LOL))

*Klingon Restaurant*

Cadet Pjort staggers a little and runs like hell. He exits screaming something about crazy Vulcan witch.

Cadet Woods: *laughing* That's the first time, anybody has managed to shut that idiot up. Well it least he won't be bothering us again. Ah look our drinks are here.

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*Loug's Dabo Emporium*

Katian: sighs I'm afraid so... I knew Loug was rutheless, but to buy out that elderly couple just for a casino... shakes head C'mon, there's nobody else on the station to ask...

Hesitantly, Kati tries to enter inside the establishment only to be stopped by a rather rotund Ferengi.

Ferengi Employee: bored sounding Welcome to Loug's Dabo Emporium... That'll be twenty strips of latinum for you and your pale boyfriend... holds out hand

Katian: We're not here to play; we want to speak to the owner.

Ferengi Employee: mockingly Oh, is that so? Well in that case its twenty-five strips of latinum...

Katian: For what?

Ferengi Employee: For a meeting with Loug, you have to pay the privacy fee. Otherwise he won't see you, dollface.

Katian: annoyed Look, I'm not paying anything. I happen to know Loug...

Ferengi Employee: leers, grins Oh, you didn't say you were his private girl... You can go in, but your owner has to stay out here. nods in Lennox's direction Maybe I can negotiate some 'usage fees' with him...

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Capt. Patton: smiles I'm enjoying your company as well, Alex. It's not often someone treats me to lunch. I think the uniform is intimidating to people. Afraid I'll throw them in the Brig for one wrong move, or something like that...

*Bridge*

Lt. Riddle to Lt. Comm. sh'Raazh:

Enjoyed breakfast this morning, Imadzi. If we're still here, would you care to join me for dinner on the station? My treat.

-Richie

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*Bridge*

LT. Cmdr sh'Raazh to Lt. Kimble

I would love to join you for diner, my darling boy

X Tara

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*Loug's Dabo Emporium*

Usage fees? Was this ferengi actually implying that Katian was a prostitute? Lennox was unsure how to handle this, a part of him wanted to crack his over sized cranium like an egg. But he grabs the Ferengi's wrist and squeezes it tightly until there is a slight cracking sensation.

Lennox: *speaking softly* Usage fees? Just what are your suggesting about my accomplice?
Ferengi Employee: Stop it! You're hurting me! I'll sue you!
Lennox: I am perfectly capable of crushing every bone in your body. I will tell them that you attacked Katian, and that I acted in defense. Who do you think they will believe, a well respected Starfleet doctor or a Ferengi slime peddler? So I will let go as soon as you apologize to Kati and let her in to speak to Loug... for free!

*Betazoid Resteraunt*

Riddle: Ah, I know the feeling. I never had so much trouble finding someone to join me for a game of chess before I became the chief science officer of a starship. Now everyone almost stands at attention whenever I walk by their table in Ten Forward. They seem afraid that I will have them demoted or something! Besides, its really an honor for me to be able to treat you to lunch.

[motom79]

*Promethea*

Asha Daro's reminiscing of her glorious past is interrupted by a fierce looking Reman.

Reman: *low voice* Ma'am, we have news for you.
Asho Daro: What is it, don't just stand there tell me
Reman: we have found the whereabouts of prototype Droid A6Z4. It's last known location are at these coordinates.
Asho Daro: Is the extraction plan in working order
Reman: Yes ma'am.
Asho Daro: Good, is that all.
Reman: No, ma'am I have the personal list of the Maverick.
Asho Daro: Thank you, that will be all for now. Proceed with plan B. Bring me the Maverick.

The Reman leaves Asho's quarters. She shifts through the personal files, her hands trembling. Once again that familiar face stares at her, it's like looking at a distorted picture of her dead son. Yes she is looking at the ultimate betrayal, her downfall form grace. The young Cardassian ensigns blue eyes mock her. Well she will clean up her mistakes and return Cardassia to it's former glory.

((ooc: this is a follow up from post http://forums.sims2community.com/showpost.php?p=1057400&postcount=722

[MooreSpino]

*Betazoid Resteraunt*

Capt. Patton: In that case, we should start playing chess. I always wanted to see how my game compaired to a Vulcan... And it would be another oppurtunity to share another meal together... sips tea

Betazoid Waitress: walking up to the table Have you decided what you'll have?

Capt. Patton: Yes, I'll start with some uttaberry crepes with extra creme on the side.

Betazoid Waitress: nods, to Riddle And you, sir?

*Loug's Dabo Emporium*

The Ferengi let out a strangled cry of anguish as the bones grind together.

Ferengi Employee hyperventilating A-all right, all right! I'm s-sorry, very sorry! Now let go, let go, let go, let goooo!!!

Lennox complies. The Ferengi snatches his arm back and cradles it to his chest.

Ferengi Employee: shaking, mumbles G-go on in...

Katian: smugly Thank you.

Lennox and Kati walk past the various Dabo tables, all occupied by seedy characters and Dabo girls. Shobby looking waiters, mostly Ferengi, shuffled past the drunken gamblers with trays of unknown concotions. Kati approaches the bar at the back and speaks to the bartender.

Katian: I need to speak with Loug.

Ferengi Bartender: Who's asking?

Katian: Tell him it's Miss Ryoux. And I'm here to ask a favor...

The bartender frowns but nods and walks into the backroom office. Kati turns back to Lennox.

Katian: Were you really going to break his wrist if he didn't apologize?

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Loug's Dabo Emporium*


Lennox: *smiles* Perhaps...

Just as Lennox speaks to Katian, a squat and chubby Ferengi man in a colorful, sequined suit and reeking of cheap cologne. His shiny orange skin lookig like dead leather under the bar lights.

Loug: What do you want! ...Kati, what brings you here? Come to try to cheat me out of house and home?

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Riddle: *to waitress* I will just have some cloud bread, thank you. *to Sara* So Sara... How is it? Having your own command of a starship, I mean.

[MooreSpino]

*Betazoid Restaurant*

Capt. Patton: Quite an interesting feeling... and definently not boring. At least the past few hours haven't been. Strange devices, spies, tratiors, Romulans, Klingons, phaser fights... shakes head It's not how I saw my first command mission going... Admiral Jorgensen is planning on heading an offical investigation into the matter at 1500 this afternoon. I intend to correct my mistakes from the Neutral Zone and retrieve Rijah and bring him back to the Federation...

*Loug's Dabo Emporium*

Katian: If you can call this rat hole a 'home.' It's nice to see you, too, Loug. I'm here to ask a favor for my friend. motions to Lennox This is Doctor Lennox and he's looking for a certain kind of plant. pauses If I remember correctly, this used to be a florist shop run by a very nice couple from Bajor... What ever happened to them?

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Loug's Dabo Emporium*

The Ferengi rubs his hands together greedily and laughs.

Loug: Lets just say that they couldn't afford to stay in business anymore... A plant huh? And a doctor... I don't sell to starfleet doctors.
Lennox: Would you prefer that I give my business to someone else? I need a Kimjani plant. I have three full standard hyposprays of pure latinum. Either give me the plant or don't. Either take the payment or not.
Loug: Three hyposprays? I need twice that for that kind of plant!
Lennox: Take it or leave it, Loug.
Loug: Four?
Lennox: Three.
Loug: Kati, your friend is most unreasonable! He's worse than you!

[MooreSpino]

*Loug's Dabo Emporium*

Katian: Better company than some other people I can think of. Well, Loug? Can you get Lennox the plant or not? It'd mean a lot to me... smiles How is my old lounge, anyway? Did you turn it into a brothel or a illegal black market hub? Either way, I'm sure the Security team on the 'Base would be happy to pay you a visit...

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Loug's Dabo Emporium*

Loug: *mumbles incoherently* Fine! But give me the latinum first!
Lennox: No deal. Get me the plant first.
Loug: *glares evily* Fine!

Loug leaves for the back room and returns shortly holding a strange, purple woody plant with yellow leaves in a clay pot. Lennox hands him the latinum and cradles the plant in one arm.

Lennox: Thank you very much Loug, its been a pleasure doing business with you.

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Corridor*

Milo Sharpp wears his uniform and teal science department coveralls as he walks quickly through the ship. He was supposed to be in his quarters, but is heading towards the lab to pick up several PADDs containing information for a project he had been working on. A cure for Virus 134E, which decimated a human colony on the edge of the neutral zone. Ruled as a simple biological fluke, Sharpp is convinced that it was in fact a biological weapon developed by the Romulans, and is a risk to the federation.

However, when he proposed this theory to Starfleet and the Vulcan science ministry, he was practically laughed out of the room. So he works alone in his free time.

He passes a group of security officers and nods politely. Everyone is leaving to visit the space station. He had just met with counselor D'ar. Sharpp despises speaking to counselors more than he does doctors. She talked about regular counseling sessions and placing him on medications. That its either that or lose his job. Drugs, poison. She had given him a sedative intravenously and he felt strangely passive but still awake. He hated it, every moment of it and he intended to cooperate only as much was necessary.

Starfleet is all he has and science is all he has ever believed in. It was his life and he couldn't afford to lose it.

He walks into the science lab, somewhat resembling a starving prisoner of war, sans the shaved head and tattooed identification number. He begins checking specimens and collecting the necessary PADDs. He wished he could live in the lab, but somehow he thinks that his superiors would have a problem with that. Still, he lingers among the sparsely manned laboratory and steady hum of machinery.

[edejan]

*Ten Forward*

"Lenore plays dumb human and smiles at Bijaj. Klingon first officer, temperamental, emotional, arrogant, and easily blinded by anger.

Lenore: Huh? Oh... I just came from Starbase 194 *teehee* My name is Lenore. I'll get your prune juice and wormies right away.

Col. Bijaj: You stay right here, young lady!! Taps comm badge angrily. Security, respond. Advise me immediately of any personnel we are picking up on Starbase 194.

Crewman T'vur: Yessir, immediately. He brings up the list and sends it to Bijaj's PADD.

Col Bijaj: Reviews list. Now what is your name again? I do not see any Lenore on this list. What is your surname?

[spiderviveka_SC]

*Ten Forward*

"Damned Klingons." She thinks. "Always getting in the way of everything."

Lenore knows about a hundred different ways to kill a Klingon with just her hands. But she can't afford to do that, at least not right now. Besides, her name is supposed to be on the manifest. That was part of the deal, though if it wasn't it wouldn't be the first time that organic incompetency has gotten in her way. She is supposed to be listed as...

Lenore: Oh! *giggles* My last name is Fisher... Lenore Fisher.

[motom79]

((OOC: an interesting link about the galaxy glass star ship

http://techspecs.acalltoduty.com/galaxy.html#1.1*%20MISSION%20OBJECTIVES ))

[spiderviveka_SC]

*NPC*

Name: Talia
Race/Homeworld: Catian
Age: 25
Rank: Lieutenant
PositionSecurity Officer

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[spiderviveka_SC]

*NPC*

Name: Milton Dammers
Race/Homeworld: Human, Earth
Age: 21
Rank: Ensign
Position: Security Officer

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[spiderviveka_SC]

*NPC*

Name: Dorthy Diez
Race/Homeworld: Human, Manzar Colony
Age: 23
Rank: Lieutenant Junior Grade
Position:Security Officer

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[spiderviveka_SC]

*NPC*

Name: Norton Escher
Race/Homeworld: Human, Martian Colony 3
Age: 22
Rank: Lieutenant Junior Grade
Position: Security Officer

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