[23:33:50] ************ Sim Start ***************** [23:34:11] ::sits at a table, spinning a cup in her palm:: [23:34:58] ::lounges in a chair, staring at the shuttered viewports:: [23:35:17] ::Savant was seated at the back couch as she always was, resting her hands in her lap and looking relaxed:: [23:35:31] ::walks by with a glass in hand, noticing Kari and the cup on his way to Sav's couch:: [23:35:44] ::enters the lounge, having changed out of uniform into a rather comfy looking t-shirt and jeans:: [23:37:31] ::walks over to the replicator, ordering a salad and milk:: [23:37:59] ::plonks down on the couch after nonverbally ensuring it's all right:: [23:38:30] ::steps into the lounge, slowly approching the Seventh Heaven bar, ordering something:: [23:38:49] ::she smiles at Gibson:: how're you doing? [23:39:03] ::goes to sit at her usual spot to look out the windows but realizes the futility of it otherwise:: [23:39:23] i'm all right. little tired. what about you? [23:39:32] About the same ^_^ [23:40:19] Captain. ::nods:: [23:40:29] ::frowns and chooses a seat in the corner:: [23:40:58] it's been an exhausting stint, hasn't it? [23:41:04] ::smiles:: Commander, drinking this evening? [23:41:12] ::manages to get the cup to gyrate on its own:: [23:41:22] ::tips his Aldebarren whiskey:: [23:41:55] ::She glances over at KAriasa, giving her a smirk:: [23:41:55] it's been very demanding [23:42:05] ::nods:: Believe I'll join you... [23:42:19] ::motions to the bartender and points to Smith's glass:: [23:42:33] ::enters the lounge and immediately heads for the bar:: [23:42:35] ::nods at the Captain:: [23:42:35] ::sits back on the sofa and lets loose a sigh that sounds like it's been trapped for days:: I have to keep reminding myself to breathe. I mean, I respire, but I always feel like I hold half the air in my lungs. like eating in a contest. [23:42:52] ::she nodded:: I understand, you're very tense. [23:43:21] ::quietly begins to munch away on her salad:: [23:43:24] ::Takes a sip of the drink when it comes:: Now that's nice...fake booze, but nice ::smiles:: [23:44:28] Fake? Sounds like they didn't give you from my private stash, Cap. [23:44:34] you ought to find some way to relax a little ^_^ [23:44:58] ::waves down the Bartender:: Pint of Caffrey's, side of battered mushrooms. [23:45:20] ::looks to Smith:: You realize, this Reed guy screws up, it's your butt, right? ::grins, taking another sip:: [23:45:51] ::continues working on it, trying to get it to rotate for longer periods of time:: [23:46:00] ::as if on cue, strolls into the room with a dark blue T- shirt stretched over his clearly muscular form and some worn, but comfortable- looking denim jeans:: [23:46:40] ::steps into the lounge, ducking under and around a damaged strut, then walking to the bar:: [23:46:43] ::raises his glass in toast:: Yes, I know. But here's to loyal crew and good, sober doctors. [23:46:56] ::steps over to Smith:: What's this crap I hear about sober doctors? [23:47:02] ::lets his gaze look Reed over as he enters, but looks back to the bartender and nods his thanks as he gets his glass and plate:: [23:47:06] AH, Doctor. [23:47:09] ::takes in the activity in the lounge from her corner seat, quietly eating:: [23:47:49] ::nods to Daren, then gestures at Smith's drink with his chin:: That real, or syntheswill? [23:48:01] synte-that. [23:48:16] Real, Doctor. I keep a supply on-hand. For special occassions. Care for some? [23:48:26] ::nods:: Absolutely. [23:48:53] ::takes a sip from his glass and pops a mushroom in his mouth after dipping it in the ranch dressing, turning around to look out over the lounge and the bay windows:: [23:48:55] Real? You're tell me this is the real thing? Hmm, might want to question your supplier ::finishes off the rest of his glass in one shot:: [23:49:03] ::spots Reed and associates him with a face from Swiftsure, watches him walk across the lounge wondering what he is doing here:: [23:49:34] Oh, YOURS is fake, sir. Mine is kept in this bottle here. ::leans over and pulls out his bottle:: [23:50:11] ::finishes her meal and quietly disposes of her meal:: [23:50:31] ::grins:: Glad to see I have you to watch over me, Commander. [23:50:51] ::notes Kari and her gyrating mug, then lets his eyes roll over Reed again before turning around and popping another mushroom in his mouth:: [23:50:57] Get yourself a glass, Doctor. If you want some. [23:51:10] hello Sieven ^_^ [23:51:17] ::nods and heads over to the bar:: Glass. [23:51:42] ::nods to Savant, taking his drink from the bar and approaching her-- he was wearing his uniform, so he must still be on duty:: [23:52:04] ::waves slightly at Drexler:: [23:52:31] ::takes the glass from the host(ess) and returns to Smith, setting it down on the table in front of the XO:: [23:52:58] Don't be Stingy Mr. Smith, pour the man a drink... [23:53:00] ::pours the green concoction:: [23:53:16] ::she smiled at Reed:: Hello, Mr Reed. [23:55:09] ::picks it up, takes a sniff, then draws in a mouthful, swishing it around, finally downing it:: Aldebaran whiskey. [23:55:20] ::recycles the food and starts to head out of the lounge:: [23:55:35] The man knows his liquor! [23:55:54] ::glances over his shoulder at Smith's loud pronunciation and smirks inwardly:: [23:56:07] o_o holy crap [23:56:14] ::slaps his knee:: [23:56:30] ::turns at Smith's declarations, looking at him along with most of the rest of the room:: [23:56:36] ::watches the new arrival carefully, having picked up that he was now on Coro:: [23:56:56] ::smirks and downs the rest of the glass:: Not the best, but on the whole not bad. [23:57:12] ::picks up his plate and glass and makes his way over to Ma`Aru's table, noting her stare:: New arrival, I assume? [23:57:23] I should give you a bottle of my Chateau Picard some time. [23:57:33] ::engages one of the waitresses in some polite, quiet conversation:: [23:57:35] ::chuckles and exits the lounge:: [23:58:33] ::nods to Savant:: I'm just taking a quick break. I'm considering a quick nap before we arrive in Reor, but ... I can't afford to. [23:59:43] ::pats Savant on the head:: I know [23:59:46] ::nods:: Vogel is dead, or so I have heard. He is from Swiftsure, probably the Coro's new CMO. Session Start: Tue Dec 17 00:00:00 2002 Session Ident: #uss-coro [00:00:10] ((just a sec then, i'll be right back ^_^ [00:00:15] * Savant (Mouse@112cbe95.2e01205d.ed.shawcable.net) Quit (Leaving: ) [00:00:25] ::sits down, offers the plate to Ma`Aru:: They brought someone in instead of promoting Dyson, eh? [00:00:34] * Savant (Mouse@112cbe95.2e01205d.ed.shawcable.net) has joined #uss- coro [00:00:34] * ChanServ sets mode: +o Savant [00:00:34] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Savant [00:00:35] 12Savant = Savant, Defenders Task Force 85.3, S-3: Group Logistics Officer. [00:00:42] ((brb>> [00:00:44] * Gibson (~brahmamou@35474391.2b32ee69.e8a4d95.10acf436X) Quit (Leaving: Post Hoc, Ergo Propter Hoc. - Romanus Deadius ) [00:00:52] Chateau Picard? Hm...that's red, isn't it? [00:00:54] ::Savant smiles at Drexler:: go take a nap, Sieven. I'll wake you up. [00:01:40] ::nods:: I guess I will. [00:02:08] ::She smiled:: when you're ready. Take what relaxation you can.... this war is far from over. [00:02:22] ::returns to the lounge:: [00:02:29] ::sips his water:: I suppose your android will have to wait. Have you decided what features you want? [00:02:47] ::glances at the plate then shakers her head:: Thanks, no. And I don't think Dyson's performance ratings were high enough to justify the command. It might have just been Vogel, but I think Daren and Smith made the right decision in bringing in someone with that much experience. [00:02:55] Not really, yet. I suppose it'll end up being similar to its' old configuration [00:03:09] It's a very fine red wine, yes. A bit tart, but very smooth. [00:03:19] ::nod:: Sounds good. [00:03:50] We can definitely integrate the ansible. [00:03:54] ::nods as he takes a sip from his glass:: I suppose I'd rather have someone who's been on the job treating my men than someone still learning. ::pauses, nods at the gyrating cup:: Neat trick. [00:03:57] Oh, really? that would be lovely. [00:03:59] And if you're patient... some Jjaro technology. [00:04:20] So, how're you liking Coronado so far? [00:04:23] Your alterego... Alexis... may give us some hints at where to look to make you a better you. [00:04:44] ::smirks:: It only really works on starships, with the gravity like it is. [00:05:01] ::nods:: Seems like a good enough ship. Not sure about my staff yet. Seems like they haven't been appropriately broken in yet. Have you guys *had* a real CMO before? Or have they all been "acting"? [00:05:27] I hope that Alexandria can help, but sadly she's rather. . . distant. [00:05:46] ::watches the cup for a few more moments:: I haven't read the reports yet, but I take it that things were just as exciting on this side of the catapult as they were on our side? [00:06:05] Well, if anything, we'll recover even the slightest bit of innovation for her weapons and those dead fighters we saw in the hangars. [00:06:10] ::finishes talking to one of her fellow off-duty helm officers:: [00:06:21] If we can recover even a fraction we'll be on the winning side of things. [00:06:30] To my knowledge, Dr. Vogel was the full CMO. As was Thompson before him. [00:06:51] But no one really ran the sickbay properly. Not since Dr. ungtae, as far as I can tell. [00:06:57] ::smirks:: I don't mean a full CMO, I'm asking if you've had a *real* CMO. [00:07:08] * Gibson (santiago@3cf137b8.3d7ab5b6.25b55acd.10acf436X) has joined #uss-coro [00:07:16] ((welcome back ^_^)) [00:07:20] <> [00:07:21] * Savant sets mode: +o Gibson [00:07:54] ::drains his glass and sits back on the couch:: relaxing.. [00:08:02] ::nods:: You'd have to go back over a year, to the late Dr. Ungtae, as far as I can tell. Though she WAS only Acting CMO, records seem to indicate that she was a good officer. If a bit... odd. [00:08:39] ::meanders around for a bit, waving a hi to a few people:: [00:08:40] ::tries the word, seeming as if it's a bit sour:: Ungtae? Sounds...hm...Bajoran. [00:08:42] ::nods:: The Pfhor battleships are very impressive. Though I think the real story is what you did with...the watchers? [00:08:54] ::nods hello to Maiko:: [00:09:03] ::smiles at the nice looking waitress:: I'll hold you to that Miss...until later. ::moves back to the larger crowd:: [00:09:04] ::She smiles at Maiko pleasantly:: [00:09:22] Yes. Poor girl. Killed when the ship was nearly destroyed by the Pfhor last fall. [00:09:48] ::smiles and heads over towards Gibson and Savant:: [00:09:58] Ah, yes. Them. ::frowns for a moment, his eyes seeming to look through the table and the deck, out into the void:: Well, let's just say it's both a relief and a disappointment they aren't rummaging around in my head anymore. [00:09:59] ::She shrugged a little:: I'm looking forward to the future. There's a lot of possibility. [00:10:14] ::nods to Gibson:: Ensign, in fact... I think you should work on that project. [00:10:18] Best way to go -- fast. [00:10:25] isn't that why people have always been drawn to speculative fiction? ::smiles:: [00:10:36] ::she smirked:: I've never been a fan of science fiction. [00:10:42] I'm sci-fi enough myself [00:10:58] ::leans in, obviously interested:: Did they speak to you telepathicly, or was it verbal? [00:11:01] indeed. ::smiles:: <> [00:11:19] <> [00:11:34] <> [00:11:36] ::sips his drink:: Nice to see that you're so concerned. [00:11:45] ::takes a seat at the table, availing himself of another glass of the green liquid:: Then again, all we doctors can ever do is delay the inevitable. In the end, you always die. ::takes a swig:: [00:11:51] ::hears Savan't comment:: Science fiction can be lots of fun. ::gestures to a chair near the crowd:: May I? [00:12:02] please do ^_^ [00:12:04] well, if nothing else I know how to pack more information equipment into a smaller space... ::smiles:: [00:12:18] It was hard to tell, really. I could feel and hear them - in my head - not calling in from the outside like normal telepathy. All of us felt that we were also hearing them speak, but that could have been nothing more than them in our heads, manipulating our senses. [00:12:28] ::looks to Smith:: Discussing absent friends again Commander? Always bringing the conversation to the sad stuff eh? I think a topic change should be in the works... [00:12:33] ::to Gibson:: What about robotics? Biotechnology? [00:12:39] How are you in those areas? [00:12:48] ::stares at the shuttered viewports:: Wasn't my intention, sir. [00:12:50] ::pops the last mushroom into his mouth and washes it down with the rest of the beer in his glass:: [00:13:00] i have some training, and an eye for aesthetics. [00:13:02] ::shakes her head:: And Sbuuth actually contributed to the mission? [00:13:03] ::sits, listening:: [00:13:18] In a manner of speaking. [00:13:19] ::nods:: Good. I'm basically looking for an idea man. [00:13:27] aesthetics is really all i'm looking at right now ^_^ the internal schematics are fairly mundane. [00:13:38] Just discussing the past medical staffs with the Doctor here. Not that I really knew most of them that well. [00:13:40] We were having trouble getting the S'pht'Kr to remember what it was to be mortal, so we introduced them to S'buuth. [00:13:45] ::smiles:: [00:14:01] ::nods:: Understood. Good to see you're getting the new doc acclimated though [00:14:01] Functionality, usability for Savant. You are familiar with her processes. Porting them to ansible isn't going to be an easy task. [00:14:13] I'm supposing in their brief contact with him, they finally realized the situation and came to their senses. They gave S'buuth a choice as to how he wanted them to proceed. [00:14:23] no, but I have plenty of ideas. [00:14:38] not going to be easy? Sieven, i've been using them since we got them.. tehy're a godsend. [00:14:44] ::frowns:: In the alternate universe, he had all the S'pht released from bondage at once. Here.....he had the Pfhor eradicated. [00:14:58] Internally, though. For every process inside of you. [00:14:59] ::pours himself another drink, stoppers the bottle, and slides it under his chair:: Just doing my job, Captain. We old folks have to do SOMETHING around here, you know. [00:15:23] that seems just a little excessive, doesn't it? [00:15:45] Well, why not do both? Include a regular set and an ansible set? [00:15:49] Hmm, that is good to hear. Glad to see we got at least something else for our extra efforts. [00:15:50] how much improvement can taking off the few picoseconds it takes data to travel from one extreme end of your body to another make? [00:16:00] ::She cocked an eyebrow:: We'd have to find out how the ansibles worked to do that... are we close to that? I had no idea. [00:16:12] ::looks at Sieven:: I don't know [00:16:14] Hrmmm. ::pauses:: But at what cost? [00:16:23] Sieven... no.... i can't.... that sounds horrid. [00:16:53] ::nods:: Far to great, I know. It is really a shame that they had the same memories as us. [00:17:09] Horrid? [00:17:20] sorry.. i suppose it woudln't make much sense... [00:17:33] I suppose not. ::nods to Maiko:: Welcome, ensign. How is helm treating you? [00:17:51] Treating me rather blandly lately. Not much to do but wait. ::smiles:: [00:17:55] I experience time in a relative sense. Not in seconds, but processor slices. The more processing power i have, the faster my thoughts move relative to absolute time that you experience. [00:18:00] ::nods his head, rubs his chin:: I'd be interested to see how things are progressing in the Pfhor core systems. I'd also be interested in knowing what the plans of the S'pht are. [00:18:09] ::nods:: Indeed. Don't worry, I'm not sending you off to the 'old folks' home just yet... [00:18:24] If i were processing on an ansible platform, that processes instantaneously... well, I think you can see. [00:18:48] time would move excruciatingly slowly, wouldn't it? if at all? [00:18:55] You're already processing at near-instantaneous levels. [00:19:01] ::snorts:: [00:19:07] I suppose that doesn't need to be tampered with. [00:19:29] I've looking over all the long range scans I can find, and it is all chaotic. From what I can tell, they seem just to be flying around in random patterns. Savant says there is some method to their insanity, but I can't see it. [00:19:43] But your android uplink will need the ansible. We can more cleanly integrate it into the unit, rather than the hurried way it was done before. [00:19:43] near instantaneous is one thing, Sieven. Completely is another. If i were operating completely in the ansibles, you would all stop moving for me... well, something like that. [00:19:51] Oh, that i'm all for ^_^ [00:20:20] The question is, with the one people they wanted to take out their collective anger and fury on gone, where will they focus all that energy? [00:20:22] I suppose instantaneous for us is all in the mind's eye for us. We can only think so quickly. [00:20:36] Could we possibly have created an even worse problem for ourselves? For this Galaxy? [00:20:38] ::grins:: Sounds like the old Warp 10 theory of existing at every point in the universe simultaneously. [00:20:40] ::smirks at the exchange between Smith and Daren, but remains quiet, and seems to brood a bit:: [00:20:55] Doctor, something amusing? [00:20:55] yes. reaction times are in the four-hundredths-of-a-second range, if we're young and quick. [00:21:04] ::she shrugged and smiled a bit:: It's difficult enough already, getting a ping from you once every fifteen thousand processing slices. [00:21:14] but to us it seems close to instantaneous [00:21:39] ::moves to the shutters:: You know, most people find the transwarp transit to be disconcerting. [00:22:01] Hmm. ::thinks:: However, an ansible-based processing system would allow you to ... hibernate for mere seconds to accomplish gargantuan calculations. Not that this is good for your ....well... mental well-being, but production-wise, it would be ... stunning. [00:22:24] ::looks up at Daren:: The fact that you're, what, 30, and in charge of so many lives. [00:22:25] We will see, though the Pfhor's ability to adapt is astounding. [00:22:28] i think overall mental-well-being outweighs processing capability [00:22:37] Their targeting computers are the perfect example. [00:22:43] well, we'll see. It would work fine if I had the ability to get out at any time. [00:22:55] No need to do so on an android, or a sentient computer program. [00:22:56] ::nods:: However, it's hard to adapt when you no longer exist... [00:23:02] ::glances at Reed:: I was just about to mention how much more disconcerting that fact is, Doctor. You read minds? [00:23:14] 31, Doctor, but yes I suppose I am quite amusing in that right. Hmm, go me. ::sips:: [00:23:42] Non-sentient computer programs can accomodate that, however, they'd need a large amount of resources, all linked through ansible... somehow, though, I think you'd still have delays in the physical capability of the hardware to carry out operations... [00:24:01] Ganging up on me now, eh? ::looks at the two of them:: [00:24:06] well, yes. there's no such thing as an instantaneous servo [00:24:10] ::doesn't seem to have any inclination to pardon any possible insult, and turns instead to Smith:: Only when I'm intoxicated. [00:24:12] ::follows the conversation the best she can, not having much to contribute but enjoying it nonetheless:: [00:24:19] The...brains are still around though, right? [00:24:19] it would create massive stress on joints and actuations. [00:24:23] ::winks at Reed:: Well, we old people have to stick together, Captain. [00:24:25] ::Savant nodded:: That is quite true. The question lies in whether we can get that hardware embedded into the ansible. [00:25:00] Although, I have to wonder where you get off calling us old. We're not even middle-aged yet. [00:25:02] It would redefine computers, however. Probably a technology that isn't more than a hundred years off, assuming one could reverse engineer an ansible. Something tells me, though, an ansible ... just is. [00:25:08] oh, no Clarence... i'm able to compute proper vectors quite easily, the servos would be fine. If i couldn't do that i wouldn't even be able to conduct a conversation with you ^_^ [00:25:13] The Minions? I don't believe so. They weren't much more than Pfhor that had been heavily wired into some cannabilized Jjaro technology. [00:25:54] ::jerks a thumb at Daren:: Well, he started it. On the bridge, earlier today. [00:26:00] well, yes, but that's still not an instantaneous motion. [00:26:19] I mean, even vessels at warp can't jump instantaneously from one point to another. [00:26:29] I'm the Captain and I have the authority to get my kicks anyway I like ::grins:: [00:26:35] the android won't be moving so quickly.. it's the computer though. It could, if we can work the ansibles proeprly [00:26:41] yes [00:27:03] Well, something is moving those ships around, even if it is some kind of autopilot. [00:27:56] ::Sieven's commbadge "boops" at him:: Ah... well, I should go take that nap if I'm going to try liberate Reor'sa tonight. [00:28:00] ::smiles tiredly:: [00:28:07] Yes, and as the old saying goes, we have to "Respect his authoritye." [00:28:12] ::looks to Reed:: Welcome old or not, welcome aboard 'newbie'...::finishes his drink and orders another:: I believe you'll fit in nicely and if you don't I'll have baldy over here make you fit ::grins:: [00:28:15] go get some rest Sieven, i'll wake ypu up.. half an hour before we arrive? [00:28:39] ::blinks:: Newbie? [00:28:47] Oh boy.... [00:28:48] Oh, dear no. Three hour nap at most should charge me up for another double shift. [00:29:17] ::grins:: Not familiar with the lingo? [00:29:22] ::nods his head in thought, then shakes it to clear it and rises with his plate and glass:: I do believe I'm going to attempt to get some rest before we reach Reor. ::looks over Ma`Aru for a moment, noting the bags under her eyes:: I'd suggest you do the same, if you can manage. [00:29:26] all right then, i'll wake you up in three hours ^_^ [00:29:33] ::winces:: 3 hours? Now I know I'm glad I stuck with the helm rather than train in another department ::grins:: [00:29:38] I do hope you have a firm grasp on medical terminology... [00:29:43] Well... ::glances at the chronometer:: We're nine hours from Reor. [00:29:48] ::takes the drink when it comes:: [00:29:57] Sieven is a fairly well-adapted command officer.. being his age, you don't need much sleep ^_- [00:30:00] good rest, sir. [00:30:09] We'll see. I still need to set up some things. [00:30:13] Oh, quite. I'll remember that I'm a newbie when you come into sickbay next time, though. Hope my newbie self doesn't set your arm wrong or make some horrible mistake. ::smirks:: [00:30:42] ::to Savant:: Heh, actually... I'll need that sleep eventually... I guess somehow I just defer it until a later date. [00:30:48] ::chuckles:: If I got three hours of sleep a day, I'd probably crash the ship into a comet or something. [00:30:58] ::takes a deep breath:: I will soon, Colonel. I still have a...few things to go over. [00:31:04] I'll make sure you get it once there's time, Sieven ^_^ [00:31:21] ::grins:: I've already had my arm reset, thank you. I'm good for at least one more year. I'm sure you'll understand once you get a look at my medical file [00:31:21] ::rubs at his shoulder:: Do whatever you want to the captain, as long as you remember that I went to bat for you on this job. [00:31:29] someday three years down the line he's going to nap for a month. [00:31:47] ::seems suddenly very tired:: Perhaps I'll take a longer nap. Savant, if you're going to get me up... make sure I sleep no longer than 90 minutes prior to Reor transit. I... suppose that will be enough time to arrange things with the admiral. [00:31:51] ::gives Kari a small smile, knowing full well she's not going to make it to bed:: See you in the CIC, Commander. ::heads back for the bar to deposit his dishes:: [00:31:53] ::nods in agreeance with Gibson:: [00:31:59] ::smirks:: Oh, you're safe, Commander. [00:32:19] I'll be sure to do that Sieven ^_^ go get your rest. You need it. [00:32:23] Actually, I'm feeling a little stiff right now. [00:32:25] And on my recommendation, Savant, inform the admiral to get some rest of his own. ::nods to D'rall:: Bridge officers, too. ::smiles tiredly and heads out:: [00:32:35] If you'll excuse me, I'll be in the gym. [00:32:42] ::doesn't touch that with a ten foot pole:: [00:33:04] ::She smirked:: if he'll listen. Good night. [00:33:22] ::chuckles and wakes to Sieven:: [00:33:30] ::raises an eyebrow:: If you hadn't opened with that remark, I might be tempted to suggest a little boxing. But if you're stiff, well then, by all means go tend to yourself. [00:33:50] ::grins and sips his drink:: [00:34:04] Oh, I'm not a boxer. ::Grins:: I prefer exotic weapons. [00:34:11] The exact opposite. He doesn't want sleep, but I can't get sleep. ::wry grimace:: [00:34:24] But for now, I'm just going to do a light workout, get the kinks out before we get to Reor'sa. [00:34:34] I prefer exotic, women ::smiles:: [00:34:52] I can get you a light sedative, if you'd like, Ma'am. [00:34:52] ::passes Kari on his way out:: Kari... do as the colonel says. At least a nap before Reor. [00:34:58] ::deposits his dishes with the bartender and makes his way out of the lounge:: [00:35:21] Nah. ::waves hand:: It wouldn't do any good. [00:35:22] ::glances up:: Mmm? Ohh, yes, sir. [00:35:36] ::eyes Drexler as he leaves, scratching at his nose as the Fleet Staffer leaves:: [00:35:39] I prefer real women. [00:35:39] And if anything were to happen that would force an early retreat from slipstream, I'd rather not be out cold. [00:36:08] I'd rather you god some rest before piloting us into a potentially hostile situation ^_^ [00:36:21] ::cocks his head to the side as he walks out, giving Kari a "don't screw yourself by not getting any sleep--that's an order" look:: [00:36:43] * Sieven is now known as Brad [00:36:46] ::nods:: I'll get some sleep, no worries about that. [00:36:55] I prefer people who know their limits. ::cocks his head at Daren and Reed:: Don't you? [00:36:56] good ^_^ [00:37:25] ::nods in agreement:: [00:37:31] ::raises an eyebrow:: Depends. ::takes another swig:: [00:37:31] Limits? Limits are for those that suck at what they do... ::Grins:: [00:37:32] pilots work best on clear heads [00:37:37] In fact, I've got something planned that will help in a few minutes. Going to see just how well I can fight hand-to-hand. [00:37:51] And for staff rats. ::raises his glass in toast:: [00:37:55] ::enters into the bar a bit slowly, suprised to see this many people in here:: (m) crowded... [00:38:02] adrenaline doesn't usually help me sleep, but maybe i'm a strange case... [00:38:18] ::grins:: [00:38:32] Well, i hope you don't plan on getting some sleep by being knocked cold ^_^ [00:38:33] Not a fan of the staffers, are you? [00:38:47] Some. ::points to Savant and Kari:: [00:39:17] ::grins:: No, this program has all the safeties engaged. I'll get a little bruised, but no head injuries. [00:39:30] ::comes up to the bar:: ice water, large glass [00:39:31] greaaat... [00:39:43] ::She glanced over at Mr Smith and Reed, and smiled... her voice hung close by them despite her distance, and her lips didn't move, :: Pardon, Sirs? [00:39:46] there used to be a saying... "I'm a lover, not a fighter" [00:39:48] Not so much others. ::inclines his head towards the door:: [00:39:48] I just hope engineering has the helm console fixed by the time we get to Reorsa. [00:40:10] It's rather annoying trying to pilot two handed in a spot barely big enough for one [00:40:13] ::she turned back to Maiko and Gibson:: what brings on this bought of aggression? [00:40:15] ::shakes his head at Savant with a smith:: [00:41:07] ::points at Maiko:: I'm definitely not an aggressor! [00:41:15] ::looks up, having not associated the avatar with the voice yet:: Eavesdropping won't make you friends. [00:41:41] ::grabs the drink with his right hand, and moves back towards the group of people that have congergated:: may I join you all? [00:41:43] Oh, it's just Savant. It's... her way. [00:41:49] ::She smirked at him from across the lounge, and her voice stayed by his side, a bit of a tease:: staff rat, am I? ::She replied to Reed much more pleasantly:: I do hate to be uninvolved, Sir. [00:41:54] ::smiles at the avatar:: [00:41:59] ::sits back, grinning and watching Reed warm up thinking: 'Got a feelin' I'm gonna like this guy':: [00:42:00] ::grins:: She wants to know why I'm running this holoscenario. ::gets a serious look on her face:: I just want to know how well I can fight... [00:42:09] Have you ever been trained? [00:42:30] ::notes Smith smiling:: What? ::follows his gaze: Her? [00:42:37] ::nods:: Aye. [00:42:49] ::shakes her head:: I got into a fight once on Reorsa a year before I joined up. One of those drunken bar fights where the only reason you win is because your opponent is drunk off his stool. [00:42:53] ::furrows his brow, not understanding yet:: Isn't she a little young for you? [00:43:04] ::Savant tipped an imaginary hat at Dr Reed and replied... though her voice was right by him, and her lips again didn't move:: Good afternoon Doctor. [00:43:07] Then there was the basic phaser training. ::brow furrows:: Wasn't exactly good at it but I passed muster. [00:43:26] Savant? She's over 50, though she's not exactly my type even if I were interested. [00:43:29] ::she grinned at Maiko:: I can set you up with some good training programs if you're interested. [00:43:37] ::blinks:: *That's* Savant? [00:44:07] Nah... I just need a basic test of my skills. Using one of the preconfigured scenarios in the computers. [00:44:12] ::Savant grinned a positively stunning smile at his exclamation:: [00:44:19] ::wonders what the intense disucssion is about and has himself a seat, resting his left arm on his leg and taking a big drink of is water, trying to figure out what the commotion is about:: [00:44:28] Ah, well, the offer is there if you like it, Maiko ^_^ I'm no slouch myself. [00:44:29] ::nods and stretches his shoulder, thinking he'll hold off on the PT for now:: [00:44:37] ::sees Savant's grin and glances across the room:: [00:44:53] ::stares blankly down at the table, shoulders hunched over:: [00:45:13] No, there's not a woman in the fleet I would take over my wife. Assuming she'd take me back when we get home. [00:45:22] Thanks for the offer. Anyways, my reservation is in a few minutes. ::smile:: Wish me luck. ::gets up:: [00:45:28] Good luck, Maiko ^_^ [00:45:39] ::She glanced over at Kari:: Are you all right, Kariasa? [00:45:45] luck. break some skulls, or whatever. ::smiles:: [00:45:57] ::grins:: Thanks. ::exits the lounge, heading for the holodeck [00:46:14] ::downs some more of his water and looks about at the crowd:: [00:46:15] ::looks back at Maiko, then across at Kari:: [00:46:29] ::glances up again:: YES, savant, I'm fine. [00:46:55] ::turns back around, half muttering:: Not only are ships getting AIs, now they're getting attractive women to represent them. ::looks up at Smith:: Ah, devotion to a crumbling marriage. How lovely, how noble...how nauseating. [00:47:24] ::She put her hands up defensively:: All right, Ma'am, pardon my intrusion. [00:48:11] ::looks at Savant and gives a shrug:: [00:48:40] ::raises an eyebrow at Kari, wondering what her problem is... and why she doesnt get some sleep, then shrugs it off and looks over to the new doc and the XO:: [00:48:46] what about you, Clarence? Your regular duties must be delayed with all of this going on. [00:48:57] yeah. mostly repair work lately. [00:49:12] ::sighs again, standing up and moving towards the door:: [00:49:16] ::smirks:: Truth be told, Ensign D'Rall is like a daughter to me. Savant and Ms. Ma'Aru are co-Intelligence officers. The other women on this ship... well, even if it were unseemly for me to associate with them as XO, I doubt that I would. [00:49:31] ::smirks:: There's the ray of honesty. [00:49:35] horrifyingly unglamorous [00:49:55] ::she smiled a little:: I rather enjoy it, but obviously i don't often get the chance to. [00:50:08] I believe my only respite is sitting here on the couch with you.. [00:50:41] ::She smiled and draped her arm across his shoulders:: [00:51:00] ::quietly:: thanks [00:51:09] I enjoy their company, but it's not really my style. Women... well, I prefer lasting relationships, not some one night stand. [00:51:21] ::She replied just as quietly:: any time. [00:51:32] Now, the Marine we have in brig, Serrold, he's a bit of a cad. [00:51:51] ::drinks a bit more of his water:: Cad?? ::speaks up for the first time:: how so sir? [00:52:28] ::glances at Prescot:: You can't deny that Serrold is a love 'em and leave 'em type, can you major? [00:53:11] ::sighs again, this one less desperation and more contentment:: [00:53:23] If memory serves me correct... he was a one woman man till he was joined... [00:53:46] ::turns the corner outside, walking down the corridor:: [00:54:00] ::She rested comfortably there:: So what do you think, keep the black hair? [00:54:02] ::shakes his head:: You should check again. Just because Ms. Ma'Aru managed to corral him doesn't mean he wasn't a wildcatter. [00:54:33] I think the black hair is very nice. [00:54:34] ::shrugs his right shoulder:: his personal life is his own business and or problem [00:54:51] unless you have some other options to preview, which I'd be happy to screen for you. ::smiles:: [00:55:05] ::She grinned:: I just don't know what's really considered attractive, or appropriate. [00:55:14] I like white. It's easy. [00:55:40] ::nods:: As long as it doesn't interfere with ship's business. And from his past, it almost did a time or two on Renegade. [00:55:50] anymore, all colors can be appropriate. white is interesting. though it also conveys age. [00:55:55] of course, age conveys wisdom [00:56:32] Well, i'm almost sixty years old.. as a human, I'd probably have white hair by now. If i had any at all! ::grin:: [00:56:43] oh dear [00:57:52] may I say you're the most attractive near-sixty-year-old I've met [00:58:25] ...though there was that adorable trill at the academy. I think she's got you trumped for the age card. ::smiles:: [00:58:33] ::she smirked, a generous expression, and placed a hand lightly on his chin, pushing his mouth closed:: tease. [00:58:57] ::looks up at Smith:: I thought you were leaving. [00:59:30] I was. Changed my mind. Exec's perogative. [00:59:35] ::smiles without moving his jaw:: [00:59:55] ::snorts:: All sorts of prerogatives on this ship. [01:00:02] ::she chuckled and smiled:: [01:00:11] You have a perogative? Might wanna get that checked out by our new doctor over here? ::grins:: [01:01:02] ::snorts at the Captain:: [01:01:03] ::smirks at the Captains statement:: [01:01:34] ::finishes off his water and goes to pick up another one at the bar:: [01:02:04] ::notices Prescot:: How's the arm? [01:03:49] not too bad sir... been trying to get it back in shape but I sincerly doubt it will be fully healed by the time we reach Reorsa [01:04:13] You know, most people are glad when they get to take some time off due to medical leave. [01:05:22] ::chuckles:: if we were not about to go into grave combat again I might agree with you [01:06:05] Combat on the ground at Reor. Wonderful. [01:06:13] Captain, you sure you don't want to lead that? [01:06:15] Let me guess -- you're a marine. Oh no, the green tunic gave away your department. I meant at heart. [01:07:04] ::smiles:: Age before beauty Commander...age before beauty. [01:07:50] ::grimaces:: You know my story, sir. [01:08:08] ::wondered how the doctor didnt notice the Medium Armor he was wearing when he saw him in sickbay:: Aye sir... Major Jacob Prescot Company Commander Alpha Platoon ::sets his drink down and extends his right hand:: I dont believe we were introduced last time [01:08:14] ::Savant spent her time looking out at the stars quietly:: [01:08:48] ::looks at the hand:: Everyone likes to shake hands on this ship. ::shakes it quickly:: Alec Reed, Chief of Medicine. [01:09:13] I think you'd be interesting as a redhead, myself, but I'm not sure redheads always have the best reputation. [01:09:49] ::she grinned slyly, he hologram's hair sliding to a brilliant red:: [01:09:57] what sort of a reputation would that be? [01:10:13] ::picks up his drink after the handshake:: a pleasure to meet you sir... although confess.... I must hope that I never see you on duty again [01:10:30] temper as fiery as the mane... ::smiles and looks over the hair framing her face:: interesting. [01:10:36] ::smirk:: Likewise. [01:10:48] i'm a bit more brooding, I think. [01:11:05] in that case, I think the darker hair would be better. [01:11:35] ::Her hair returned ot its' normal hue:: It's such a pain maintaining this stuff sometimes. When i don't automate it that is. [01:11:53] So, Doctor, I'm curious to know about your time at Starfleet Medical. care to share? [01:12:00] would a shorter 'do be better? [01:12:22] it isn't so much the length as the colour. Polarizing all that light to the right shade is a hassle. [01:12:41] ::chuckles and leans back against his chair:: [01:12:58] ah. so that's why white is easier. [01:13:03] yes ^_^ [01:13:57] ::looks at Smith and yawns:: Isn't it past your bedtime? Or am I just not gettin enough sleep these days? [01:15:04] ::shrugs:: Got married in '83, graduated Med School in '85, did ship duty, came back to Fleet Med in '88 when my mother checked in. Watched her slowly die for a month. Started having issues with my wife. Divorced in '95, then watched my ex-brother-in-law die three months later in the same hospital. No matter what came between me and my wife, he and I were always...well, we had good times. Transferred to Swiftsure a month later. [01:15:26] Those are the hilights. Otherwise it was pretty much a hospital like any other, just a lot bigger. I think I like sickbays better. [01:15:32] well, however beautiful your hair is, I think that in this case practicality overrules aesthetics [01:15:50] you think I should try white? [01:16:37] we'll see. Maybe I'll make a poll out of it [01:16:54] after all, techncally, I'm a ship's service. [01:17:06] a poll?? ::comming half-way into the conversation:: for what? [01:17:36] Fleet's service would be more appropriate now, don't you think, Savant? [01:17:40] ::She smiled at Prescot:: I've been contemplating what to make the next edition of my android peripheral come out to look like, Sir. [01:17:48] well, yes Sir ^_^ that's quite true [01:17:56] you didnt like your previous appearance? [01:18:01] I can appreciate your position, for sure, Doctor. [01:18:52] Oh, I didn't have any complaints. But now is the time when changes can be made, after all ^_^ [01:19:39] ::nods:: that might turn out to be an interesting poll [01:19:40] ::takes another swig of the Aldebaran whiskey:: It was a good place, but had too many bad memories. Well, there's my bit of honest reflection for the evening. [01:19:49] What's your vote, Sir? [01:19:54] I just hope that it, in the interest of aesthetics of course, can still look interesting in a bathing suit. [01:20:20] ::She grinned sidelong at Gibson:: I'll make sure i put that in the poll [01:20:41] ::raises an eyebrow at Gibson:: maybe a little bit shorter hair... [01:20:59] ::nods, as though his civic duty has been well completed:: [01:21:39] like what... ::the hair on the hologram's head crawled shorter and shorter, until it came down to just above her shoulder:: like this? [01:23:08] ::looks at her hair for a second:: yes actualy, thats perfect [01:23:30] ::she smiled approvingly:: You think? Well, we'll see. [01:23:38] Oh, honest reflection is what the drink is best for, Doctor. [01:24:03] I was thinking white hair, myself. ::Her hair, obligingly, whent stark snowy white:: [01:24:05] ::smirk:: Exactly. That and getting yourself piss-drunk and miserable when you're all alone. ::raises his glass in salute and downs the rest of it:: [01:24:20] ::frowns:: nah... doesnt suit you [01:24:20] ::looks at Savant:: Grandma? [01:24:37] My hair isn't *that* thin, Sir. [01:24:52] ::laughs:: [01:25:34] ::raises his glass:: Amen! [01:26:20] ::She rolled her eyes, still grinning, and her hair went black again as she shook her head dismissively:: good grief [01:26:48] Oh so you're a man of God now? ::to Smith:: That's a red collar you have there not a black and white one, ::grins:: [01:27:30] ::snorts at the mention of a "god" and downs his water:: Isnt that what all command officers consider themselves? god? [01:27:58] ::she called out to Prescot:: that generally extends to all flag officers, Sir. [01:28:38] Here, here... [01:28:39] ah yes of course... gods and goddess. no? [01:29:16] We generally reside on a plane far removed from the foibles of ordinary men.. quite olympic, really. [01:30:09] har har [01:30:35] that mystical realm called Command Information Center?? [01:30:54] You really don't want to get me started on my views of God and religion, sir. [01:31:01] ::she hugged him casually with the arm around him, and replied to Gibson:: Careful, Clarence, you might catch some of my divine wrath ^_- [01:31:18] I most certainly do not... [01:31:26] as long as I get it while you're in a toga, I'm in no position to complain. [01:31:44] ::She chortled:: Tease. [01:31:46] ::realizes what he said and resists the urge to run away:: [01:32:15] Am not! [01:32:16] oh, calm down ^_- [01:32:53] ::walks back into the lounge, looking a bit sweaty and sporting a nasty bruise to her cheek:: [01:33:02] ::sips some of his water now:: religon... ::scoffs:: [01:33:11] ::has the replicator give her some ice water:: [01:33:22] I'm something of a fan of religion. I guess i'm a buddhist ^_^ [01:33:50] ::smirks at Savant:: Can a program attain Nirvana, Savant? [01:33:56] ::smiles at that:: one of my friends' father was named Siddhartha Gautama. I learned a lot about Buddhism from him. [01:34:13] ::drains the glass and orders a refill at the replicator:: [01:34:36] Nirvana? I don't know. I'd like to think so ^_^ [01:35:11] in a way, deletion is Nirvana, isn't it? the extermination of self [01:35:22] ::takes to a stool at the bar, trying not to aggrivate the bruise - and trying to calm down:: [01:35:28] Well, yes, and no. . . . what a perfect answer ^_^ [01:35:36] while revision is Samsara... v.2.0, 2.1 ... [01:36:08] ::she chuckled:: [01:36:45] I've noticed some odd things happening with my memory structures lately. [01:37:15] ::looks at her:: what kinds of things? [01:37:40] here... let's do an experiment. [01:37:55] ::She reached over to a nearby padd on the side table and held it out to him [01:38:05] ::arches an eyebrow at Savant and Gibson:: Oh, Doctor.... [01:38:08] create a file and put something in it... i promise, i'm not making a copy of the file, but i'm going to read it [01:38:17] ::takes the padd, looking from her face to it:: [01:38:46] ::looks at Smith:: Hm? [01:38:54] I was wondering, would you be up to a little sparring session. [01:39:02] ::opens a text file and writes a haiku from memory:: okay. [01:39:10] What kind of sparring? [01:39:26] You mentioned that you box, yes? [01:39:28] now delete it, and then take a look at the log to see if it was copied [01:39:34] Know any other combat styles? [01:39:41] ::overhears someone mentioning sparring and winces, the recent holodeck practice a very horrible memory at the moment:: [01:40:03] ::shakes his head:: Not specifically. [01:40:08] ::deletes the file:: [01:40:22] ::opens the padd's u/d history:: [01:40:35] ::looks between the Doc and the XO, wondering if they really are gonna spar:: [01:40:38] ::nods:: Not too much of a boxer, myself. Perhaps some other time? I can teach you weapons, you can teach me boxing. [01:41:12] :nods:: not copied. as if I don't trust you! [01:41:56] ::nods slowly:: [01:42:43] ::Savant recites his haiku verbatim:: The highest logic / Does not make immortal souls / Invariable. [01:43:18] ::nods again:: by Sansho, 2077. [01:43:33] ::she nodded:: [01:43:42] It's all a matter of stress relief, really. Though in this crazy wartime situation, anything can happen. [01:43:47] you know how my memory structures work, right? [01:44:29] mostly [01:44:39] ..yeah, I do [01:45:16] ::snorts:: War, peace, people still get hurt through carelessness and need doctors to take care of them. [01:45:38] Look at the bright side: you'll never be out of a job. [01:45:54] Oh, I've never been worried about that. [01:46:01] There's always plenty of death in the world. [01:46:10] well.. don't you think it's a little odd that I can remember something that isn't in my database? [01:47:01] ::stops and thinks:: that is very interesting. [01:47:14] ::she grinned:: I think so too. [01:47:38] have any of your source files been modified? you might have developed a kind of buffer or cache memory. [01:48:19] well, i'd know it if that were the case.. it isn't in my buffer. ::She smiled:: it isn't as if these things have any subconscious thought to sneak into ^_^ [01:49:05] wouldn't it be wonderful if you were developing a subconscious? [01:49:22] ::Her eyes widened slightly:: it sounds terrifying [01:49:39] that's obviously not the case, but such massive evolution has immense potential! [01:49:55] how so? [01:50:25] ::rises:: Well, I better head back to sickbay and make sure that it's still intact. [01:50:25] ::raises his glass, nearly empty by now:: Death and the inability of men to understand women are probably the only two constants in life, Doctor. Might as well enjoy the rest. ::smirks as he finishes off his drink:: [01:50:37] imagine if your standard processes could be allocated to a sideline processor route. you wouldn't have to worry about basic field commands like your hologram, or your motor protocols; instead you could devote your conscious protocols to calculations at hand. [01:50:52] ah doc! do you know of anything that I might use to preserve the skull of that hound?? [01:51:08] ::she smiled at Reed and waved politely,:: Sickbay is in good order right now, Sir ^_^ [01:51:13] beyond that, the simple life-emulation would be astonishing. like an infant learning to walk, that no longer has to concentrate on it. [01:51:33] But... Clarence, what would I do with myself with all that free time? [01:52:06] ::yawns:: Well, in that case I'll just go straight back to my quarters and get drunk enough to have a nasty hangover tomorrow. [01:52:10] Hope you find everything in order, Doctor. [01:52:18] Er, good night then, Doctor ^_^ [01:52:47] ::smirks, amused by Savant's unflappability, then turns to Smith:: Thanks for the drink. ::walks out of the lounge:: [01:53:06] I mean, Clarence, i've already got so much free time i'm bored to tears whenever there isn't something dire that has to be done. [01:53:13] ::finishes her water and puts the glass on the bar:: [01:53:15] well, I have a few sug-- ::cuts himself short:: I don't know [01:53:26] consider that this is all theoretical anyway [01:53:30] I hope he doesn't mean that. What with the attack on Reor'sa tomorrow.... [01:53:36] ::she smirks and grins slyly:: what sort of theoretical suggestions do you have? [01:54:55] That doctor's a smart one, believe I'll be off as well....good night everyone. ::finds his way out of the lounge:: [01:55:02] well, I'm not entirely certain they fit under the category of 'conduct becoming an officer' ... [01:55:06] good night Sir ^_^ [01:55:34] ::wonders what he might use to preserve that skull:: [01:55:40] good night, sir.. [01:55:50] goodnight Sir [01:55:53] ::she chuckled and responded in a low teasing voice:: well, consider some hypothetical situation where that didn't apply [01:56:29] ::waves goodnight to the Captain:: [01:56:49] ::smirks:: Damn kid. [01:56:56] ::leaned in closer to her:: and you call me a tease! [01:57:02] ::orders a stiff drink from the bartender:: [01:57:22] ::She grinned widely: it's a hobby of mine. [01:57:56] ::looks over at Maiko:: training day get the best of you? [01:58:11] ::winces:: Got the worst of me. ::knocks a slug back:: I couldn't land a single punch. [01:58:24] On the easiest setting too. [01:58:37] Then I'm trying to dodge this... well, this THING'S fist and I trip on a tree root. [01:59:39] That's how I got this bruise. ::manages a grin:: Not one of my brighter moments I guess. [01:59:57] yeah, well, back to my quarters, then we'll see who's the bigger tease! [01:59:57] ::chuckles:: we all have to start off somewere ma`am... Im sure you will improve fast [02:00:30] ::She raised an eyebrow and smirked widely:: Are you *challenging* me, Clarence Gibson? [02:00:37] ::shakes her head:: Not in time for the Captain to approve my request to be allowed to beam down to Reorsa when we arrive. [02:00:54] Is there any other way to take it, Commander Savant? [02:01:16] ::raises a brow:: I suppose not... I take it you have family down on Reor? [02:01:34] ::nods:: My parents... [02:01:48] ::She leaned closer, had she breath he would have felt it on her face... all he got was a faint static charge:: I've never been one to turn down a dare. [02:02:03] ::sighs:: I never imagined things would turn around so fast... I mean, I'm glad they have, but still... [02:02:39] and I've never been one to give a dare I wasn't well prepared to stand behind. [02:03:48] ::nods:: were they in a main city?? or were they off in the countryside? [02:03:53] ::stands up, still staring at Savant:: [02:04:31] ::She stood as well.. well, more bobbed up into the air:: [02:04:52] Just outside of Churchill Downs, a few klicks from the spaceport. [02:05:37] ::notes the tension surrounding Maiko and moves stand over her, his fatherly instincts kicking in:: [02:05:56] Don't you worry, Ensign. We'll make sure they're okay. [02:05:57] ::deadly serious, with a hint of melodrama:: It's you and me, Savant, right now. ::walks out of the lounge, toward the TL:: [02:06:29] ::nods:: well Im sure they safe... they probably took off for the hillsas soon as the havoc started [02:06:33] ::she floated along behind him... her hair not floating behind as it normally did, as it was still rather short:: There's no way you can win this one. [02:06:57] ::she smirked in reply:: give up now and i'll go easy on you:: [02:07:01] ::sighs:: I know. [02:07:11] ha! [02:07:22] It's just so... so fustrating to sit in orbit and do nothing. [02:08:07] Unless... [02:08:19] unless what? [02:08:22] ::she grinned and floated a bit closer, her voice that thin teasing one:: You know i'm going to win... [02:08:53] ::idea forming in her head:: Well, we have armed shuttles, right? And I'm sure that every little bit would help down there, right? [02:09:07] ha again! ha! ::moved closer to her, even though the TL car was empty, his voice dropped:: as if there'd really be a loser in a game like this! [02:09:14] And I know Reorsa like the back of my hand. [02:09:42] ::chuckles:: I think we have a few assault shuttles, but only the Flight Leaders are allowed to pilot them [02:10:05] ::sighs:: [02:10:12] ::grins at Prescot:: I know the CO of this ship. I might be able to pull a few strings. [02:10:18] ::exits the TL and moves to his quarters door, opening it and striding inside, his eyes staying on Savant:: [02:10:36] ::She grinned a predatory grin and stalked along behind him:: [02:10:54] Then youd better start working on Col Ironside now... As I think the Targa Assault Shuttles are Marine equipment. [02:11:22] ::chuckles:: For all I know maybe Spirit of Churchill is still down there... if someone can bolt on a phaser I'll even fly her into battle. ::chuckles at the thought of flying her cargo plane with a phaser strapped to the underbelly:: [02:11:39] ::closes and locks the quarters door, immediately removing his uniform tunic:: [02:12:10] Ah, the Targas. I meant classing up the Minerva's with their optional phaser banks. [02:12:36] ::nods:: that might work as well sir [02:13:04] ::she grinned a lopsided grin and traced a static-charged hand against his cheek absently:: Trying to seduce me? My goodness. [02:13:10] ::grins:: It'd take a little extra training on my part too - I've never done air-to-ground attacks before [02:13:54] of course not, I'm teasing you. [02:14:13] ::raises a brow:: you have no air to ground training and you want to go in their in a shuttlecraft? [02:14:14] ::kisses her fingertips and steps away:: [02:14:39] ::she chortled quietly, lighting back on the ground:: A little heavy-handed, don't you think? [02:15:00] and you say you play to win! [02:15:18] ::shrugs:: It can't be all THAT hard to learn. ::slight frown:: It's also the only way I really have to help out. [02:15:20] ::nods:: Actually, I was thinking that you could help deliver troops. We'll need everything we've got that can move people to get them down there. [02:15:42] You can fly support if they still need it after the drops are all complete. [02:15:58] I think the captain could see his way around that. ::smirks:: [02:16:17] ::she grinned that devilish grin of hers and slipped forward in the air, beside him, turning about like a cat so that she was behind him, whispering into his ear:: Of course... but subtlety has its advantages. . . [02:16:26] ::nodnods:: Any way I can help - heck, if need be I can even help evacuate people who happen to be in the wrong spot at the wrong time too. [02:16:42] we normally use the assault transporters for that sir... however we might need to evac the... yes exactly ::nods at Maiko:: [02:16:48] indeed it does. I'm still wearing my undershirt and my pants, aren't I? [02:17:10] ::she chuckled quietly into his ear:: [02:17:18] ::stepped away again:: [02:17:19] ::flashes her 'trademark' Maiko grin:: [02:17:56] Med-evac pilots have always been some of the best and toughest pilots. Think you're up to that challenge, Ensign? [02:18:33] ::smirks:: What, and Lh'owon wasn't a challenge in comparison? [02:18:36] ::She grinned and slipped to the loveseat by the wall:: [02:19:34] computer, selection Korzud 51. ::Vulcan music emerged from the speakers:: [02:20:05] ::smirks:: [02:20:13] As I always say, Maiko Air gets you there. [02:20:37] And even if I have to fly through hell, gets you there and back. ::says it with extreme confidence:: [02:20:42] Lh'owon will be a cakewalk next to med-evac in a relatively unshielded quarters. [02:21:39] ::moves toward the loveseat:: I hope you don't mind Vulcan music. [02:21:49] I adore it [02:22:12] Good. ::sits next to her:: [02:22:26] ::she extends her arm and drapes it around him again [02:23:14] ::runs his hands along the length of her arm, studying it like an artist:: the aesthetics are overwhelming. even your elbow... is perfect. [02:23:29] ::shrugs:: Danger doesn't worry me. The lives of my people do. [02:23:45] And that's both for Reorsa AND ours. [02:23:59] Glad to hear it. We're gonna need top-notch pilots and soldiers for this one. [02:24:05] makes me wish there were a better word for it [02:25:04] ::She smiled faintly:: "engineered" [02:25:21] i meant 'elbow' [02:25:31] oh! whoops ^_^ [02:25:56] ::grumbles something about having to stay away from the heavy combat:: [02:26:02] ::looks deep into her eyes:: [02:26:20] Pardon? ::looking at Prescot:: [02:26:29] What was that? [02:26:43] ::She looked deep in return.. it didn't have the same impact for Savant... as she didn't even see through them to begin with:: [02:27:31] ::raises his left hand for the first time this evening:: I let a hunter get too close while on Xanadu... the doctor has ordred me to stay way from the heavy combat for a while... I had to talk him into letting me down on the planet [02:28:25] I wish you were human just for a day... so you could see how exquisite you are. [02:29:04] so you could feel just an iota of what I feel when I look upon you... [02:29:44] ::nods in understanding:: [02:29:48] ::sighs:: [02:30:16] ::She flushed and glanced aside, her teasing mood crumbling:: [02:30:27] Ah... yeah... you can help me coordinate the evacs, then. That'll be Fleet's main job. The rest of the Marines will get the boring stuff. [02:30:47] ::his tone changed ever-so-slightly to one of genuine concern:: are you all right? [02:31:04] ::sighs:: just the killing and the slaying in urban style combat ::seems terribly unhappy that hes going to miss it:: [02:31:54] ::She offered him a sincere smile:: Yes. I'm sorry. [02:32:04] ::hrms:: Well, you could stick with me on the shuttle ::hrms, trying to think of the technical term:: What would that make you, mobile backup? [02:32:19] I mean, anywhere I go in is bound to be hot. [02:32:50] should we call it a night? I mean, before one of us ends up naked and crying? because I guarantee it won't be you. ::smiles a little:: [02:32:53] peh... I'll be towards the back of my lines advancing with my men... but far enough away from the combat that I probaby wont get to fire but a few shots [02:33:17] Well, I should be off. I have a planetary assault to help plan. And the rest of you should all get at least four hours in before the coming fight. I don't want people fighting the Pfhor while fighting their own fatigue. [02:33:30] ::her expression softened:: You never know, Clarence. [02:33:54] ::shrugs:: I wouldn't say that. I'm not a tactical wizard, but you never know when all heck will break loose and next thing you know, you're on the front line. [02:34:06] That's a good idea sir - I think I'll turn in myself... [02:34:25] ::stands and heads out, taking his bottle with him:: [02:34:27] :leaned forward and seized her in a hug, understanding just about everything there was in that phrase just then:: ....I'm sorry. [02:34:48] ::waves as he tosses his glass to the barkeep:: [02:34:55] Night sir [02:35:21] ::She hugged him back, surprised by his sudden change, but not disappointed; just the opposite really. she replied quietly:: So am I. [02:35:28] I should work on the exercises the doctor gave me... although I sincerly doubt they are going to do any good [02:35:45] ::smiles as he leaves:: I swear he seems more like my grandfather than the first officer. [02:36:07] ::shrugs:: It'll help get your mind off of things though. [02:36:34] ::nods:: tis true... goodevening ma`am ::stands up and stretches before exiting out of the room:: [02:36:59] ::to Prescot's departing form:: Stay safe - if I have to med- evac anyone tomorrow, I'd rather it not be you.. [02:37:13] ::to herself:: Or my parents... [02:37:22] ::gets off the stool and heads for her quarters:: [02:37:41] ::doesn't really want to let go, but figures he'll have to eventually...:: [02:38:25] ::She holds him for a long time before reluctantly loosening her grip:: [02:38:28] ::can't help but laugh suddenly:: [02:38:37] we are a pair, aren't we? [02:38:56] ::She grinned:: I'll say. [02:39:49] a human, with a hopeless affinity for a computer program... [02:40:26] and a computer program with a hopeless affinity for - well, anything, i guess ^_^ [02:43:52] ::sits back on his couch:: [02:44:02] ::Savant sits as well:: [02:45:44] I don't know... [02:45:52] why am I so in love with you? [02:45:52] what don't you know? [02:46:06] ::she looked down and exhaled quietly:: [02:46:20] you've got me. I don't understand much of anythings when it comes to emotions. [02:47:50] they are so troubling, but they are what make us human, aren't they? [02:48:24] I include you in this, though I know you will dispute. ::smiles:: [02:49:17] ::She grinned a little and replied:: I get tired of trying to dispute the fact, really. [02:52:05] well, by any major philosophical definition you are alive. I know it's terrifically humbling, I know you don't like to admit it, but really. you grow, you emote, you love, you live. [02:52:28] that your genetic code is binary instead of chemical is purely academic. [02:52:44] ::kisses her on the cheek and stands up:: [02:53:06] ::she nodded and was going to reply, but it iddn't really seem to need one. She looked up at him:: [02:54:28] sorry, I was expecting a reply. I was getting all ready to defend my position. ::smiles and strikes a defensive pose:: I don't know... it's late. [02:54:54] ::She smiled and stood as well:: It is, you ought to get some sleep, you know. [02:56:09] yeah, I do. ::he led her to the door, wondering to himself about... everything:: Thank you for taking my dare. [02:56:30] ::she got up and kissed his cheek, resting her hand lightly on his chest as she did so. She replied quietly to him:: You win. [02:56:42] ::The hologram fizzled away into a cloud of static, and was gone:: [02:57:05] ::stands there for a moment, somewhat stunned by the touch:: [02:57:10] ...Ha! [02:57:43] ::shakes his head and starts getting ready for bed:: [02:57:58] ** Sim End **