[18:00] LCARS, let's-- wait. I don't need a compass to know which way the wind shines! [18:00] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sim in progress! ' [18:00] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [18:00] No worries. :) [18:00] ::attn:: [18:00] ::attn:: [18:00] ::attn:: [18:00] ::attn:: [18:00] ::attn:: [18:00] ::attn:: [18:00] ::looks at Dejat:: Ahem.... Are you lagged? [18:00] ::attn:: [18:00] I take that as a yes. :) [18:01] Welcome one and all. [18:01] <> 12=Sim Briefing!= Please type "ack" after you've read it... 12Stardate 240003.13: Shore Leave , by Alffred. 12SUMMARY: A week off to celebrate and two to repair the ship. 12With the USS Voyager having been returned to her rightful place, the crew of the Coronado prepared for their next mission out towards the bad lands. 12But a joyous occassion had to take place first. The wedding of Cheif Engineer, Lieutenant JG T'Prax to his long time love, Assistant Tactical Officer, Cadet Aurel Ian. T'Prax respectfully asked Commander Bentall to perform the ceremony, who was honoured by the request. 12T'Prax requested that the ship be moved towards a nebula of Commander Bentall's choice so that the nebula could serve as a backdrop for the reception. Choosing the MacDonald Cloud Nebula, due to its proximaty to the next mission, Bentall ordered the Coronado to head out. 12Upon their arrival the ceremony began. As they were approaching the completion of the ceremony the ship was rocked violently and everything went dark. Then a strong white mist appeared in engineering. When it vanished Aurel Ian and Mr. Dalton were gone. After a few moments of dealing with the immediate problem the crew was dismayed to discover the extent of the damage to the Coronado. 12After much searching and some pleading by the kidnap victims the Entity allowed them to go free and they were picked up by a shuttle. The wedding was completed and the ship towed back to Space Dock by the USS Hood. The damage was so severe that the crew will enjoy some long overdue shore leave while the ship is repaired and some minor refits completed. [18:02] ack [18:02] ack [18:02] ackety ack [18:02] ack [18:02] ack [18:02] ack [18:02] ack [18:02] <> [18:03] My apologies that briefing is mostly a rehash of last episode but I kind of forgot to do the brief until about two minutes ago. :) Any questions before we get going? [18:03] None sir. [18:03] We're at Earth spacedock? [18:03] nope [18:03] Yep. We were still fairly close. [18:03] Okay...and are we on the surface or confined to the station? [18:04] <> [18:04] <> [18:04] You're choice. :) [18:04] <> [18:04] ::nods:: I'm set, then [18:04] * Savant` nods a digital nod [18:05] Dejat asked all my questions, so none from me :) [18:05] hehehe Ok then. :) [18:05] *** Joins: Barnes (Me@Star6390.look.ca) [18:05] *** Barnes is now known as LJDR_Barnes [18:05] ::is still at his station, looking over things and making sure everything is safe and secure:: [18:05] <> [18:06] *** LCXO_Lisbon sets mode: +v LJDR_Barnes [18:06] ::closes down the tactical station and security terminal on the bridge:: [18:06] <> [18:06] <> [18:06] <> [18:06] ::walks around the airlock looking for his toolkit:: Station personnel must learn to keep their hands off of Coronado property...Ah, Professor. [18:06] <> [18:06] * Savant` is on the bridge, looking over a holographic padd that floats in front of her [18:06] <> [18:06] ::turns, taking his hands off a panel:: Can I help you, Mr. Prax? [18:07] ::exits his ready room and looks around the nearly disserted bridge:: How are things Mr. Dejat? [18:07] TL> ::heads for quarters for quick shower and change of clothes:: [18:07] ::submits standard shore leave iterary to the ships computer:: [18:07] ::walks over to the Professor:: I would like to install several of your programs into the computer on the Coro. I have been talking with the Captain, and I think that we could use the improved systems. [18:07] *** Joins: ObsHeiwa (heiwa@Star6259.pacificnet.net) 12Computer recognizes ObsHeiwa. Authorization codes enabled. [18:07] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v ObsHeiwa [18:07] ::looks over to the Captain, the usual sense of urgency behind his movements in regards to his console now much more relaxed:: Ah, Captain. Quite well, thank you. We appear to be tucked in safe and sound. [18:07] ::wakes up at medical desk after he fell asleep from hours of analyizing chemical strains:: [18:08] ::enters TL:: Quarters, Deck 3 [18:08] ::turns around and sees Anna standing there:: [18:08] ::cracks his knuckles:: Excellent, excellent! I would enjoy implementing them to bring this out-of-date ship a little more up to speed. [18:08] *** Parts: ObsHeiwa (heiwa@Star6259.pacificnet.net) [18:08] ::smiles:: Well let's hope it stays that way so we get the rest we earned hey? [18:08] ::steps off TL and walks to his room:: [18:09] ::grins:: I believe we've earned far more than our keep, sir. [18:09] Anna> Glad you are awake, i have something to tell you. [18:09] Sure go ahead. [18:09] * Savant` coughs lightly, putting a hand to her mouth, and returns to her study with a pleasant expression [18:09] ::looks at the Professor at the mention of "out-of-date":: May I remind you that these are just experimental. The Captain said that if we have probelms installing the systesms, we should drop them immediately. He has also given me total control, so, unfortunately for you, ever decision is final with me. [18:09] Q>::notices note on computer: self: how could I forget? ::checks on children:: [18:09] ::grabs a prepacked bag and leaves for the TL:: Docking Port! [18:10] ::nods and heads towards the turolift before remembering somthing:: Mr. Dejat, I believe you wanted a word with me about somthing? [18:10] ::shrugs:: Suit yourself. I am used to my genius going unappreciated. I was thinking about stopping down on Earth for some parts and to have a look around, though. [18:10] ::walks to the station:: [18:10] {{Aurel, How is everything?}} [18:10] ::finds a terminal:: Computer, how long until the next shuttle to Earth? [18:11] Computer> Th next shuttle for Earth will depart is 15 minutes [18:11] ::nods:: Ah yes...::enters some final commands and secures his station:: May we walk in the station's arboretum for a bit, sir? [18:11] ::nods to the Professor:: I'm having all the new systems being beamed up straight to the Coro. The one thing that I find illogical is that Space dock crew are required to help. I say, it's our ship, let us fix it. [18:11] Q>::showers and changes out of uniform into jumpsuit:: {{Good. How are things with you?}} [18:11] Anna> I'm leaving on a transport tommorow, i just can't stay here, i never really believed you when you told me everything that went on here, about how dangerous it really was, and i just can't stand sitting around all day i have to do something, theres an expedition that needs an astrophysicist, i have taken the position, i'll be gone for a year. [18:11] ::ponders:: That'll make me too late...Computer, show location of Transporter rooms! [18:11] ::nods:: Sure. I'm not doing anything for a few hours anyways. ::waits for Dejat at the turbolift:: [18:12] ::studies the map and takes off down the corridor to the Transporter Room:: [18:12] {{::sighs mentally:: If I weren't Vulcan, I would have turned myself bald. These Space dock people have no clue as to handling such delicate equipment. Including delicate equipment like you.}} [18:12] ::to the Chief on Duty:: One to beam to Starfleet Academy [18:12] Yes, it does seem to me that a more personal touch is required as far as these things go, but I'm sure you won't complain about the extra main-power. Will it be a while before you are ready to recieve my upgrades? [18:12] TR Chief> ::nods:: [18:12] Well, that's one way to take me totally by surprise but i have to agree with you that you might not be safe here, what about Sofia? [18:12] ::steps on the pad:: Energize! ::dematerializes:: [18:12] ::stands and walks over to the turbolift:: I must say, we were very lucky to get out of that mess. All pride aside, it's fortunate we had enough power to even call for help. ::steps into the TL as it arrives:: [18:13] ::looks at his schedule:: It will be 30 minutes before the beam ups begin. I thought I would join Aurel for dinner before getting started. And you? [18:13] *** ENTC_Daren is now known as [ENTC_Daren] [18:13] ::reclines in his quarters, reading a book:: [18:13] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::rematerializes at Starfleet Acamdemy [18:13] ::steps into the lift:: That it was. Damn lucky. We have a good crew here. Arguements and personality conflicts aside of course. ::grins:: [18:13] ::thinks for a second:: It's been over a decade since I've been to Starfleet academy... thought I might look around. [18:13] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::looks around briefly:: [18:13] ::waits for Bentall to enter:: Deck Nine, Aft section. [18:13] Anna> She can come with me, she'd still be safer. [18:14] Q> {{Flatterer. You don't have to do that. I changed my mind, you don't have to sleep on the couch tonight.}} Doria/Donan: Come on. [18:14] ::packs her bags for a visit with her professors at Starfleet academy:: [18:14] TL> ::smiles:: Yes. ::seems distant for a moment:: How much do you trust the people here, Captain? [18:14] ::nods:: You should meet up with the Engineering Professor there. You would be fascinated at his knowledge of Engineering, and vice versa. [18:14] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::finds an old classmate:: Hey Mark! Where is Professor Mitchell? I had something I needed to see him about. [18:14] TL> ::raises an eyebrow at the question:: As much as I have to as Captain. Why? [18:15] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mark> ::checks the time:: He should be on the simulator level by now...I'm late Daren, catch you later for a drink eh? [18:15] {{Well, I have 30 minutes beofre I have to becom slave driver, how about a honeymoon dinner? Just the two of us. We can leave the Children with Dejat or even the Captain}} ::smiles:: [18:15] I've probably met him... well, I have a transport to catch, Mr. Prax. Jolan tru. [18:15] TL> ::turns to face Bentall directly:: So you're saying that you'd trust any of us with your life, if necessary? [18:15] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::nods:: Later then [18:15] Jolan Tru Professor. [18:15] <> [18:15] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::enters TL:: Simulator Level! [18:15] <<::laughs:: Oh come on....>> [18:15] ::walks to the transporter:: [18:16] *>::grabs a padd as she runs to catch the transport:: [18:16] <> [18:16] <> [18:16] TL> ::nods:: If I had to, yes I would. As a matter of fact I already have a few times as have the rest of the crew. What are you getting at? [18:16] tr> ::runs into the transporter room at top speed and jumps on the padd:: [18:16] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::exits the TL and finds his way to the main simulator:: Hmmm, there is a program running, should I enter? [18:16] Q>{{Don't be so mean. I might change my mind. Besides I have to get some birthday presents}} [18:16] Wow, i'm really gonna miss you, we should make tonite a very special night [18:17] TR> ::steps up next to Zunite:: Going to the academy, cadet? [18:17] *** Quits: Savant` (Quit: Leaving ) [18:17] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::smiles and enters:: [18:17] TL> ::looks around the TL:: In a moment, Captain, in a moment. ::turns to face the doors as they part, and gestures for the Captain to go first:: After you, sir. [18:17] {{Birthday Presents? I didn't know it was anyone's birthday?}} ::finds his toolkit and places in a safe area:: {{Besides, we have more important things to take care of}} [18:17] TR> ::nods:: yep... I got a formal refermand last time because I was on shore leave near Earth and didn't go to see them... [18:18] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::quickly grabs hold of a nearby bulkhead...he's on the brige of a starship:: [18:18] TL> ::nods with a thoughtful look and exits the lift:: [18:18] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::cough:: damn thats alot of smoke! [18:18] TR> ::grins:: that and reckless piloting of a shuttle during leave ::laughs:: [18:18] TR> ::nods:: Yes... I tried never to be THAT strict a professor. ::grins:: I require a guide, as it has been over a decade since I lectured here. [18:18] Anna> There's...something else [18:18] What is it? [18:18] ::looks around the docking port and the equipment that holds the Coro in place:: It is amazing these station officers hadn't scratched the Coro on docking. [18:19] <[ENTC_Daren]> Cadets around him> Damage Report! ; Shields at 20%..phasers losing power...; [18:19] D9> ::steps out behind Bentall and moves into stride alongside him:: You know, I've never really inspected this ship from end to end. I've relied mainly on sensors. It might be useful to examine the whole thing sometime. [18:19] TR> I'm not so sure I'd be the best guide... I only spent a few months there actually... [18:19] Q>{{Why am I not surprised. you weren't around for Ryan and Steph's birth. ::sighs mentally:: I'm sorry. I promised myself and mtoehr, I wasn't going to be that way.}} ::sees the twins are asleep, sighs:: [18:19] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::rolls his eyes:: looks like I stepped in on the wrong program... [18:19] TR> That's more time than I've spent there. Energize! [18:19] D9> ::grins:: You're right. But I think we should wait till she's ship shape again. Kind of pointless to do it when she's full of holes. [18:19] <[ENTC_Daren]> Cadets> Two more torpedoes incoming... ; brace for impact [18:19] Anna> Ever since your Gilror shore leave, you've been...different and frankly, i can't stand what you've become and am afraid of what you are becoming. [18:20] What are you talking about? [18:20] D9> Oh, I didn't mean now. ::smiles:: Just sometime. ::steps into the arboretum and looks around:: Beautiful place. [18:20] <[ENTC_Daren]> cripes! ::grabs onto 'something' in the smokey bridge:: [18:20] {{Oh...It is there birthday...Well, why didn't you tell me at the reception. We will have to change our plans then. I will meet you in the station's transporter room. Bring all four children.}} [18:20] ::demat/remat:: [18:20] Anna> Calling yourself Jimmy, having a really bad temper, things like that. [18:20] <> [18:20] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::blinks as the lights come on and the simulation ends:: [18:20] ::demat/remat:: [18:21] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> Very well done cadets, you managed to destroy yourselves yet again! [18:21] I do not call myself Jimmy, i know who Jimmy was, don't you remeber?! [18:21] ::stands in the middle of an open space in SF academy, a small brown bag slung over his shoulder, glancing around:: [18:21] Q>{{No. We can go to dinner. They're alseep and I don't have the heart to wake them up.}} [18:21] D9> ::smiles and looks around himself:: That it is. Nice to see it survived with little damage. [18:21] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::smiles and watches as the Cadets leave furious:: Professor, it is good to see you again! [18:21] Anna> Of course i remember, he was my friend too, and what happened to him was terrible, but you just can't let him go. [18:22] AR> Well, Captain ::takes several steps into the arboretum:: I have concerns regarding certain, specific crew members. [18:22] SFA>::sighs:: I hate this place... [18:22] ::puts down his PADD and schedule, locks them up with his toolkit and heads to Spacedock's transporter room:: {{Okay, we'll have dinner, but tomorrow we should have something planned for them}} [18:22] D9> ::raises both eyebrows in surprise:: Really? Other then Mr. Dalton I can't think of anyone. [18:22] SFA> I'll admit, it's nothing when compared to any good Romulan academy... [18:23] Don't start this again, i live through this almost every day! ::a tear comes to his eye:: but you weren't there so you can't imagine what i went throughg and now you are leaving me because of that?! [18:23] AR> Dalton ::practically spits the name:: is chief among them. [18:23] ::enters turbolift:: Transporter room. [18:23] Q> Stormy, you watch the twins. {{Good. Besides my note was to simply get presents, tomorrow is their birthday.}} ::leaves the family quarters:: [18:23] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> Daren? That you? ::sees rank on his collar:: Who the hell made you an ensign..didn't they read my report about not promoting you!! ::smirks:: [18:23] AR> ::frowns momentarily:: Ok. Why? [18:23] SFA> can't say that I don't like that one either... ::shrugs:: I've never been there... but man that places photos even look worse then this... [18:23] *> ::heads for the transporter room:: [18:23] AR> But others you should be wary of. Not that I'm saying the others are potentially treacherous--far from it. But, they--well, she--may need guidance in what specifically to do. [18:24] ::crosses his legs:: [18:24] Anna> Something is wrong with you and you can't admit it, i have told you that you should go back to the institute but you refuse. [18:24] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::laughs:: Its good to see you too Professor [18:24] SFA> ::begins walking towards the main engineering buildings:: [18:24] TL> {{Good idea. We will go shopping together then. The Coronado, though the engines need my Vulcan care, they can wait a few hours:: [18:24] AR> ::nods and settles in to listen to Dejat's reasons:: [18:24] SFA> I'll take you to the Astrophysical Academy sometime... it's a huge station orbiting ch'Rihan. ::follows Zunite:: [18:24] I refuse because i am fine, i was over this years ago! [18:24] <<::=}}>> [18:25] AR> Why am I distrusting of Dalton? Isn't it obvious, sir? To be perfectly blunt, he's the only person that represents any remote threat to the se...information I have locked away in my head. Much of it would cause great trouble--not even necessarily for myself--if it were released. [18:25] *>::exits the turbolift and waits as the doors to the transporter room open somewhat slowly:: [18:25] SFA> :;thinks::... might have been there actually... but not since I was really little... [18:25] Anna> and i believe that you really believe that yourself but deep down inside you must know something is wrong! Its because you became him on Gilror with Gandalf right? [18:25] I only used his name! [18:26] TR> ::arrives and notices the tl doors:: [18:26] Anna> You imitated him perfectly! it was almost frightening! [18:26] AR> ::nods:: Would it surprise you to know that Mr. Dalton and I have had a similiar conversation about you? [18:26] AR> No. [18:26] SFA> ::nods, looking around the building:: [18:26] AR> However, I can trust my own motives, and yours. I don't trust his [18:26] <[ENTC_Daren]> So Professor, shall we put in a game or two at the phaser range for old times sake? [18:26] SDTR>::looks at the Spacedock's Transporter Chief, who looks somewhat nervous:: I have one person beaming in from the Coronado. [18:27] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> Old time? You left here 3 months ago! [18:27] SDTR> Chief> Aye sir. Receiving coordinates and standing by to energize. [18:27] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::smiles:: true enough...I'll still whip your butt old man [18:27] SFA> :;comes to the door of the head Engineering Professor and frowns:: I've never even met this guy and already I'm scared of him... [18:27] TR> ::gets on the pad ::energize. [18:28] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::waves his hand at the smoke still one the simulator bridge:: *cough* quite a bunch of new recruits you have here [18:28] ::puts head in hands:: [18:28] SDTR>::watches as the beam initiates and Aurel materializes on the Spacedock:: Hello Alice, welcome to wonderland. ::looks at Aurel:: [18:28] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> You were no better when you first started out! [18:28] AR> ::nods:: I know I can trust you Fornan. We've been on this ship since she launched. Dalton had Commander Lora's ear much of that time and he was quite ticked when I used caution in listening to him. I trust you far more then I do him and that's the way it goes. Anything else about Dalton or should we move on to the other person? [18:28] Anna> i know how much pain you felt, i felt it too, but just let him rest now. [18:28] SFA> Ah, no need to be scared! Professors are people just like au and I. [18:28] SFZ> ::hits the bell and waits until the prof answers:: [18:28] SDTR> ::laughs:: So that mush make you the white knight? ::raises eyebrow:: [18:28] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::Daren and Professor Mitchell walk to the phaser range together:: [18:29] SDTR>::offers his arm:: That depends me lady... [18:29] SFA> ::raises an eyebrow at the Ragarok:: easy for you to say... you are one and you're not 18 either... [18:29] I CAN'T! [18:29] SDTR> ::takes his arm:: why? :;gives him a kiss:: [18:30] EngProfessor> Can I help you, young lady? [18:30] SDTR>::returns the kiss:: Because each person's opinion is different. [18:30] AR> I realize you trust me more sir, but that doesn't mean Dalton's any more trustworthy. He has just as much access to restricted files as you do. The only person with more is, quite frankly, me. He could endanger this ship. The point is, I'd like to create some specific restrictions to what he can do. Things he can't break. [18:30] SFA> ::smiles:: yes, I'm suppose to hand in all my homework to you, I think... [18:31] CDTR> True. :;looks at him:: You look better than the last tiem I saw you. Something happen while I was...missing? [18:31] ::sets down the book and takes a generous sip of the rymeweed wine:: [18:31] EngProfessor> ::grabs the PADDs:: Cadet Zunite? I believe I remember that name... [18:31] Anna> Yes, you can. [18:31] *>::steps out into the corridor and heads for the turbolift with Aurel:: Not that I am aware of...Why do you ask? [18:32] ::stands in the background, reading all the information on the walls:: [18:32] SFA> ::nods:: I just transferred from Science... [18:32] EngProfessor> This... is quite a lot of homework. Have you actually ever handed in ANY homework before? [18:33] *>::thinks:: You look like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. [18:33] AR> ::shakes his head:: Unfortunatly I can't allow that. I wish I could but my hands are tied on an official level. Dalton, wether or not we like it, is a member of Starfleet. He just chooses to be not on duty most of the time. He has special priveliges that I can't revoke. Nor would I. If COmmander Lora was indeed dead things would be different. But as we both know he will be well again one day. [18:33] SFA> ::turns red:: yes... of course... [18:33] AR> All I can say is that if somthing unofficial happens without my knowledge, well, not much I can do about it is there. ::grins:: [18:33] AR> ::nods:: Understood, sir. [18:33] Sometimes i think of how things would be different, if he had won your heart instead of me, he loved you too, y'know and he never told you the real reason he didn't come to our wedding did he? He couldn't bare to see us together. [18:34] AR> Now who is the other person you were refering too? [18:34] SFA> EngProfessor> Harumph. Let me go check your file. Care to step into my office? [18:34] ::enters turbolift and looks at Aurel as he speaks:: Plaza. Well, let us just say that, the Professor and I will be working together rather than arguing. [18:34] SFA> yes sir... [18:34] SFA> ::looks at Ragarok and mutters:: and you said I had no reason to be scared... [18:35] SFA> ::shrugs:: As you said, I have a biased opinion... need me to say a few words on your behalf? [18:35] Anna> He told me he had to depart on a mission with his ship that very moment. [18:35] ::smiles:: Well I'm glad to hear that. ::thinks:: [18:35] AR> Cadet Oswald, actually. [18:36] AR> She has a great deal of untapped skill, as far as covert operations goes. [18:36] He pushed up the launch date especially for that day. [18:36] EngProfessor> ::goes into his office and sits behind a terminal:: [18:36] SFA> ::shakes her head:: no... I think I'll do better without you telling him anything about what I do on the ship ::glups:: hopefully none of that is on record... [18:36] AR> However, and with no disprespect intended towards her, she could be far more easily led astray than myself. Or Mr. Dalton, assume he's not astray anyway. [18:36] PL>::The turbolift stops on the Plaza and the two lovebirds exit and head for the resturants:: Please, tell me what you are thinking... [18:36] <> [18:36] SFA> ::nods but absentmindedly follows Oswald into the office anyway:: [18:37] AR> ::raises his eyebrow for the umpteenth time:: How do you know this Fornan? There is nothing in her records. She's only 18 for that matter. [18:37] AR> ::smirks:: We've...talked. [18:37] AR> I also caught her trying to snoop around my protected files at one point. I was amazed she could even find them. [18:37] PL> :;shakes her head, smiling:: Did you notice anyone else...other than my mother at the wedding, liek someone hiding in the shadows? [18:37] EngProfessor Hayden> Ah, here we are... ::frowns:: [18:38] AR> I didn't tell her, but I noticed it. [18:38] SFA> ::smiles innocently:: anything wrong sir? [18:38] AR> ::grins:: Obvisouly. I'm going to have to have a chat with her at a later date. That reminds me. There are some things that I know you don't like to talk about but one day you and I will need to discuss them. I maybe able to put your "other" skills to use at some point. [18:39] PL>::thinks and then realizes who she is refering to:: Yes, it was very suspicious. I had originally thought it was my mother, but she arrived with the Hood. My guess is that the one hiding in the shadows was probably our entity, in another form. [18:39] Hayden> Reckless shuttle piloting... demeanors for various mischief... tardiness... [18:39] AR> Ah, you misunderstand me sir. I didn't mean to implicate her. [18:39] AR> I meant that I wanted to teach her a few things. Put together an unofficial covert intelligence wing aboard the Coronado. [18:39] SFA> ::smiles wider:: we all have our... wilder days... [18:40] Hayden> ::looks up:: In your case, wilder years! And who the devil is this man? [18:40] PL> No, it was my grandfather. I invited him. I wanted to talk to him, forgive him for what happened. [18:40] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::leaves the phaser ranger, tired and sweating profusely:: How do you do it Professor?! [18:40] SFA> the crazy professor... [18:40] AR> ::nods:: I see. That is precisely what I was refering to by using some of your "other" skills. Permission Granted. Keep my up to date when you can. And no one other then you, your team, Major Ironside and myself are to know about this. Understood? [18:41] SFA> ::picks up a small device on Hayden's desk and begins examining it:: [18:41] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> Do what Ensign? ::smirk:: Manage to do warp circles around you on the range? [18:41] ::crosses his legs again to the other side, muttering, picking up the book and continuing:: [18:41] <[ENTC_Daren]> Yes...! [18:41] AR> ::nods:: My team will be just Cadet Oswald for now. In any case, what, specifically, did you want to discuss? [18:41] Hayden> Professor, eh? I've never seen him on the grounds before... AND WOULD YOU PUT THAT DOWN! [18:41] SFA> ::tries not to laugh as she puts on a straight face:: Proffessor Ragarok, sir.. [18:41] PL>::heads for a Terran resturant called "Ryan's Family Steakhouse":: Shame, I would have liked to meet him. This place looks tempting. Do you concur? [18:41] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> Well I'm not genetically enhanced...so you tell me [18:41] Anna> ::stands shocked:: I never knew... [18:42] After that day, he had a deathwish, i have always blamed myself, now are you happy?! [18:42] <[ENTC_Daren]> I remember one of your old lessons, Never pre-judge your opponent, I guess I have been prejudging too much lately [18:42] SFA> ::takes the device from Ragarok, fixes it, and sets it back down on Hayden's desk:: [18:42] AR> ::grins:: Well to be honest it was about setting up a covert ops team, but you kinda beat me to the punch. ::looks around:: I have to head out soon. I have some old Academy friends to look up. Was there anything else? [18:42] SFA> ::puts down the device:: You know, that would operate again if you adjusted the frequency by .083 [18:43] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> ::nods:: Very good...perhaps you did not earn that rank in vain. You will buy me a drink for each game you lost to me now, correct? [18:43] AR> ::shakes his head:: Just that I implore you to keep your word about looking the other way if Dalton suddenly finds himself...locked out. [18:43] Anna> Why did you never tell me this? [18:43] He asked me not to, but i guess i have to now. [18:43] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::winces:: um, yes sir...but first I need a sonic shower [18:43] PL> ::laughs at the name:: Sounds good. Although he denied it before he left, he may still be around on his ship cloaked soemwhere. [18:43] SFA> ::mutters to Ragarok:: I'm trying to make a good impression here... besides I did adjust it before I put it down... [18:43] ::opens his eyes wide, then frowns:: How predictable. ::having finished the book, tosses it liberally to the desk:: [18:43] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> ::wipes Darens brow with a towel:: Hmm, indeed [18:43] Hayden> What? I've been trying to retune that for years... what thinks you can change it easily as that? [18:43] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mithcell> I will meet you in the lounge [18:43] ::walks over to the quarters' main window and glances out:: [18:44] AR> ::smiles broadly:: I'd have to investigate you realize but I doubt much will be done about it. Unless Dalton goes over my head that is. [18:44] Anna> That still doesn't stop you from becoming a person i don't love, and then refusing help, i stand by my descision. [18:44] *** Joins: ObsBoyd (madmax1856@Star7178.tnt1.everett2.wa.da.uu.net) [18:44] SFA> Yes, cadet, you could easily fix the Professor's device, couldn't you? ::winks:: [18:44] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::finds the cadet locker room:: Sonic Shower! [18:44] What do you need?! [18:44] SFA> ::remains silent and lets Ragarok explain... trying her very hardest to remain the dumb student:: [18:44] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::emerges 15 minutes later clean as a whistle wearing a change of clothes:: [18:45] AR> Assuming of course, any trace could be found. ::nods:: Alright, then, Captain. I wanted to spend some time with my father, as well, so I believe we can depart. [18:45] SFA> it was just a good guess sir... [18:45] Ryan's>::enters the steakhouse and waits to be seated:: We should talk to the council about offering him asylum in the Federation. The House of TPrax has too much to be proud of in the Klingon sense. I do not wish to have any of my family hiding in the shadows. ::looks at the holographic waiter:: Two please. [18:45] <> [18:45] *** Parts: ObsBoyd (madmax1856@Star7178.tnt1.everett2.wa.da.uu.net) [18:45] AR> ::grins:: Have fun Fornan. ::heads to the turbo lift and then the transporter room:: [18:45] Hayden> ::glares at the Cadet:: You mean SHE could fix this? There's nothing in her records to denote skill of that level! [18:45] Anna> I need you to admit you have a problem and go back to the institute [18:46] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::enters the lounge and sits at Professor Mitchell's table:: Ok, what'll you have sir? [18:46] i can't go back there, remember, the whole Gilror thing. [18:46] SFA> I've only been in engineering for about 2-3 months sir... [18:46] Anna> Well, there must be other places. [18:46] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> Well, lets see....you lost what? three games to me... [18:46] There aren't, trust me, i don't want you leaving me. [18:46] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::refreshes his memory:: actually it was five sir [18:46] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell? ah yes, five [18:46] *** LCCO_Bentall is now known as [LCCO_Bentall] [18:47] Hayden> ::glowers at the two:: If you can make it work, I'll forget that this homework is so late and overlook your record for now... let us call it applied credit. But if you can't... [18:47] Ryan's> It's not like he has anything to hide from in the shadows. that's just the way he is.. keeping his sense of mystery.::mutters:: Unlike when he snuck that message into my holodeck program [18:47] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> I'll have five Saurian Brandies... ::smirk:: [18:47] AR> ::stands and looks around for a few moments before exiting, lost deep in thought, heading absent mindedly towards the transporter room:: [18:47] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::beams down to the academy to look up some old friends:: [18:47] *** LCHL_Dejat is now known as [LCHL_Dejat] [18:47] SFA> and my record does say I'm the assistant engineer... but anyways... I already fixed it... [18:47] Hayden> I'll assign you MUCH more homework to make up for all the may classes you've missed! [18:47] <[LCHL_Dejat]> <> [18:47] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::walks to the replicator:: Computer, five saurian brandies and a ginger ale... [18:47] Hayden> ::pauses, looks down, and picks up the device, and flips it on:: Impossible... [18:47] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::returns to the table with the drinks:: [18:47] SFA> ::picks up the device and turns it on:: [18:48] Anna> We'll see when i get back, but i should leave for the station now. [18:48] <> [18:48] SFA> Not impossible sir... just highly improbably... [18:48] Ryan's>::sits down at the table and waits for his Romulan Ale:: Well, I want him to be an open member of the family. You are part of a great Klingon legacy. [18:48] Well...uh..goodbye ::kisses her on the cheek and forehead:: [18:48] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::heads over to the Academy Lounge:: [18:48] Hayden> That professor helped you, didn't he? [18:49] Anna> ::walks out:: [18:49] SFA> How could I, vaed'rehai? I only picked it up for a second, as you saw... [18:49] SFA> ::shrugs:: believe what you like sir... it makes not matter to me... [18:49] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::sips his ginger ale:: [18:49] Alexis> Aw, that brought tears to my eyes. [18:49] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> :finishes his first Saurian Brandy:: That's a good year... [18:49] Hayden> ::mutters:: I will send this homework along to be graded... you both may go. [18:50] ::turns around:: What are you doing here? [18:50] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::arrives at the lounge and looks about for any familiar faces, spotting one of his crew he heads over to the table:: Ensign Daren, glad to see your enjoying your time off. Mind if I sit and have a drink with you? [18:50] Alexis> i had to see that. [18:50] SFA> ::exits the professor's office quickly:: [18:50] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::stands quickly:: No sir...please have a seat! [18:50] Get out! [18:50] Alexis> ooooh, don't be so mad [18:50] SFA> ::bows andleaves as well:: [18:50] SFA>::leans against a wall down the hall>> [18:50] <[ENTC_Daren]> Captain Bentall, this is Professor Mitchell, my Tactical Professor... [18:50] Ryan's> You're talking to the wrong person, then. Though how you'd get in contact with him I don't know. ::takes a sip of her tea:: [18:51] Ryan's>::thinks of something:: You know, I haven't been to the Academy in awhile. I would like to see my Engineering Professor, or maybe just stop by the Lounge there to see who I still know. [18:51] What do you expect me to be? Happy and willing to play your games? [18:51] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::grins:: Oh sit down. We're off duty. ::turns to face the other man:: Nice to meet you Professor Mitchell. ::sticks out his hand:: [18:51] SFA> ::grins:: Well, that seemed to go well. [18:51] SFA> ::looks at Ragarok:: well now that that's done... where should we go? [18:52] SFA> Well, I need a few parts for my experiments that aren't usually available and was hoping to pick them up here. My clearance SHOULD be high enough. [18:52] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> ::shakes Bentall's hand:: Quite a ship you have there...I've been keeping up. So I hear you gave my student here the rank of Ensign a mere three months in. [18:52] Ryan's> :;laughs:: If you want we could go there. I wouldn't mind going there. ::smiles:: [18:52] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::rolls his eyes:: [18:52] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::sips his ginger ale:: [18:53] Alexis> I think you need some consolation, would you like mommy to cheer you up? [18:53] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::smiles:: That I did Professor. He worked hard and earned it. The Coronado is a tough ship to serve aboard, many a tough mission were we almost didn't make it. Daren's proved quite capable. ::orders a cold draft:: [18:53] SFA> ::pushes off the wall and starts walking out of the building:: let's go get them... [18:53] Ryan's>HW> ::walks over to T'Prax's table:: I'm sorry folks, but the chef is having problems with the grill. We won't be able to serve anything cooked. [18:53] SFA> ::throws his brown bag over his shoulder:: Yes, let's... now where would they keep the advanced quantum optics lab... or the giant laser... [18:54] Ryan's> ::looks at Aurel:: I do not know about you Ai'isha, but I had wanted to have steak. [18:54] SFA> ::stops her tracks:: oh no! [18:54] You must be crazier than i apparently am [18:54] SFA> ::turns:: Hmm? [18:54] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> ::listens:: Well that's certainly true enough...he still can't hold his own on a phaser range thats for sure ::motions to the finve glasses of Saurian Brandy in fron of him:: But I suppose it the real targets that count anywhay... ::smirks:: [18:54] SFA> I will not be party to any type of experiments that could come out of THAT equipment... [18:55] Ryan's> We could try someplace else, Imzadi. [18:55] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::grins:: I could be letting you win you know Professor... [18:55] SFA> Now, now, it's purely in the interest of SCIENCE! When have I ever hurt anyone with any of my inventions? [18:55] Ryan's>::gets up, and escorts Aurel out:: Let us go to the Academy Lounge then. Last I recall, they had excellent drinks and food. [18:55] Alexis> Well, i offered to tell you what really happened to your parents, do you want to know? [18:55] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> ::scoffs:: Son...no one lets someone win 5 times in a row ::laugh:: [18:56] SFA> ::rolls her eyes:: I don't even want to start naming the times... it could take the rest of the day! [18:56] Ryan's> Sounds wonderful. And It would be nice to go back there. ::grins:: [18:56] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::grins and sips his beer when it arrives:: He hasn't missed yet when it really counts. Nice to meet one of his professors though. It wasn't so long ago that I was here. Never thought I'd end up commanding a ship this early though. Still find it odd that Command left me as the ship's CO. [18:56] SFA> my vote goes for the academy lounge! [18:56] SFA> Bah! They shouldn't have been messing with my cyber-tribbles... [18:56] SFA> much safer... [18:56] SFA> Ah, yes, the lounge... maybe I will see someone I recognize. [18:56] *>::nods:: +taps+ T'Prax to Coro. Two to beam outside the Academy Lounge. [18:57] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> ::nods:: Its amazing the things you learn when you need to learn them. [18:57] i told you i'm not in the mood. [18:57] SFA> And THEY can tell me where the Giant Laser is kept. [18:57] SFA> ::nods and listens to Ragarok babble as she leads him to the lounge anyways:: [18:57] Coro> +taps+Chief> Understood Lt. Energizing now. [18:57] ::demats/remats outside the Academy Lounge with Aurel:: [18:57] *** LTEN_TPrax is now known as [LTEN_TPrax] [18:58] *** ENtc_Ian is now known as [ENtc_Ian] [18:58] <[LTEN_TPrax]> ::offers Aurel his arm:: Shall we embark? [18:58] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::to bentall:: You'll do fine Commander...I've been pals with some of your old Professors...Professor levine has always spoken very highly of you [18:58] <[ENtc_Ian]> Of course, lead the way. ::grins:: [18:58] <[ENTC_Daren]> [18:58] SFA> ::is lead away, still talking:: [18:59] *** Joins: Aurie (~spankmesi@Star6476.bsmrk1.nd.home.com) [18:59] SFA> ::arrives outside of the lounge:: I must have forgotten the way! well, since we're here, why don't we go in... [18:59] <[LTEN_TPrax]> ::enters the Academy Lounge, and leads Aurel into the Lounge:: I believe I see the Captain Aurel. Shall we join him? [18:59] *** LCSI_tr`Ragarok is now known as [LCSI_tr`Ragarok] [19:00] *** Cdten_Zunite is now known as [Cdten_Oswald] [19:00] <[ENtc_Ian]> I leave that decision up to you. [19:00] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::grins:: Oh Really? Is that old battle axe still here. One of the toughest teachers I ever had. He's the reason I went into engineering. To be honest I doubt I'd be here if it weren't for him. ::smiles and takes another sip of beer:: So, Mr. Daren, what are you're long term goals in this fleet of ours? [19:00] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> ::walks into the lounge and looks around:: [19:00] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Aurie [19:00] <[Cdten_Oswald]> :;enters the academy lounge and sits down at a table:: [19:01] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> ::sits down at the bar:: Hmm... according to what I've read about humans, they're bartenders often are great sources of knowledge... [19:01] <[LTEN_TPrax]> ::sighs:: I hate it when you do that. ::walks with Aurel towards the captain's table:: Ah, Cmdr. Bentall, Mr. Daren. ::nods to the other man:: Good to see you here. Mind if Aurle and I join you. We thought we might come to the Academy and look around. [19:01] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> <> [19:01] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::notes the arrival of Cadet Oswald and waves at her, then looks up at T'Prax:: Sure thing Lieutenant. The more the merrier. [19:01] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::smiles:: Well being a Chiefof Tactical so quickly has kept me quite busy with the present...but for the future, after I make my name in the tactical field I would enjoy transfering to command perhaps... [19:02] <[Cdten_Oswald]> :;rolls her eyes at Ragarok:: maybe if you're looking for the most frequent drinker.. [19:02] <[ENtc_Ian]> :;laughs:: {{Just remember he's on the same ship, so we get to see him most of the time}} [19:02] <[LCCO_Bentall]> ::smiles:: I'm sure you'll make it Ensign. [19:02] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> Oh, barkeep? I would like a drink. And some information. Yes, that is it. [19:02] ::puts on some Ravel and sits back with his drink:: [19:02] <[ENTC_Daren]> Mitchell> ::drinks his final Saurian Brandy:: I'm sure he will too... [19:02] <[ENTC_Daren]> Have you heard much on the repair and refit of the Coronado Sir? [19:03] <[Cdten_Oswald]> :;waves back at Bentall and turns to the bartender and orders a drink:: [19:03] <[LTEN_TPrax]> ::nods and seats Aurel before seating himself:: The Lounge has not altered itself much. {{I know Ai'isha. But I would like to aquaint myself with our Commanding Officer a bit more. Especially compared to recent events}} [19:03] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> Bartender> ::serves the two:: What... information would you like, sir? [19:04] ::attn:: [19:04] <[LTEN_TPrax]> ::attn:: [19:04] <[LCHL_Dejat]> ::attn:: [19:04] <[ENTC_Daren]> ::attn:: [19:04] <[Cdten_Oswald]> ::attn:: [19:04] <[ENtc_Ian]> :;attn:: [19:04] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> ::attn:: [19:05] <[LCCO_Bentall]> Sorry to end that but I have things to do. :) [19:05] <[LCCO_Bentall]> Any questions? [19:05] <[ENTC_Daren]> :) [19:05] <[Cdten_Oswald]> can we continue if we want? [19:05] <[LCHL_Dejat]> What happens next? ;) [19:05] *** [LCHL_Dejat] is now known as LCHL_Dejat [19:05] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> <> [19:05] <[LTEN_TPrax]> Uhm...Can we have a party on the Coro celebrating the new Millenium? [19:05] <[LCCO_Bentall]> Yep or you can log it. :) [19:05] <[ENtc_Ian]> no [19:05] <[LTEN_TPrax]> ::sticks tongue out at Aurel:: [19:06] T'Prax: Millenium aren't 00 years. [19:06] They're 01 years [19:06] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> Not the Millenium until 2401, so no :) [19:06] This is not yet the new millenium. [19:06] <[LCSI_tr`Ragarok]> ::looks at Dejat:: Stop reading my mind! [19:06] <[LTEN_TPrax]> :oP [19:06] <[Cdten_Oswald]> WE ARE NOT STARTING THIS DISCUSSION!!!! [19:06] <[ENtc_Ian]> >:-P [19:06] <[Cdten_Oswald]> sorry... I just get a little emotional... [19:06] There's nothing to discuss ;) [19:06] <[LCCO_Bentall]> lcars WE'RE DONE [19:06] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to 'U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Time to relax -- 12http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/ ' [19:06] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m [19:06] *** LCHL_Dejat is now known as McC [19:06] <[LCCO_Bentall]> !RESTORE 12Loading original topic... [19:06] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to ' 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC- 97901... 12http://www.ussrenegade.com/coro2400/ 8,5= 0,5/\ 8,5= Sims here Monday nights at 9:00pm ET! ' [19:06] <[LTEN_TPrax]> Chiaoski. [19:06] *** [ENtc_Ian] is now known as Aurelian [19:06] *** [LCCO_Bentall] is now known as Alffred [19:06] *** [LCSI_tr`Ragarok] is now known as tr`Ragarok [19:07] Aurelian.... eh.... [19:07] bye y'all [19:07] LCARS, bed time 12=.\ction= Alffred enters the shutdown codes; ship's computer enters diagnostic mode and shuts down. *** Disconnected Session Close: Mon Mar 13 19:07:42 2000