[21:20] so, shall we get this show on the road? [21:20] Yes, please :) [21:20] *Sim Start* [21:20] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim in progress! =-= Coronado sims at 9:00pm ET Mondays, with an after-sim most weeks immediately following!' [21:20] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [21:21] ::Savant sat in Seventh Heaven, as she often did once alpha shift was complete. It gave her a look of being off duty, while still working:: [21:21] ::pushes the bell to the captain's ready room:: [21:21] RR> ::sits crosslegged, reading over several reports from his time away from the ship:: [21:21] :tiredly enters the lounge, clad no longer in his uniform and medical cloak but merely standard civilian fair -- a light, long-sleeved shirt and similarly light, somewhat utilitarian pants, and heads over to a chair and table near the windows:: [21:21] RR> Hrm...::not expecting anyone:: Enter. [21:22] RR>::enters the room and looks vaguely uncomfortable:: [21:22] Q> ::dabs the brush in gray and feathers the edge of the circle:: [21:22] RR> Ah Commander Oswald, come to give me your Command report in person? You didn't have to do that... [21:22] ::drops into the chair, noting Savant's presence, as well as the presence of a few others as he does so:: [21:22] ::enters the lounge look haggard:: [21:22] RR>::hands Daren a padd:: I'm resigning sir [21:23] RR> ::raises an eyebrow, glancing at the PADD:: Commander, I thought we discussed this. You got your two weeks off, or did you forget about that already? [21:23] RR>::gulps;; in view of the science ensigns death I feel that I should, sir [21:24] *** Aggie is now known as Velorna [21:24] ::yawns slightly, waiting for one of the servers to make his way over to his table:: [21:24] RR> You feel that you should? You're telling me you are directly responsible for the mans death? [21:24] [[bweh, phone]] [21:24] ::enters the lounge clad in a long, flowing green dress of low-but-casual cut:: [21:24] Q> ::eyes the circle and touches up one side so it isn't as lopsided, then cleans the brush:: [21:24] ::walks into the lounge, hair down but dressed in her uniform as she makes her way to the replictor for a drink of lemon tea:: [21:25] RR> yes sir, my inablity to command the ship was the direct cause of his death [21:25] ::Savant nods at Kari as she enters with a brief smile, giving the same gesture to Lauren and Alec:: [21:25] ::smiles at Savant as she moves behind the bar, reaches under it, and removes an old looking bottle from the back:: [21:25] ::notes the various entries into the lounge, Tal's entry standing out most and garnering the biggest reaction -- a subtly raised eyebrow:: [21:25] So you're the one who's been keeping that secret hidden down there [21:26] ::smiles very small before taking a gulp of her tea:: [21:26] ::grins slightly at the voice:: Can't keep anything from you. [21:26] ::orders a drink that matches her emerald-green dress and eye perfectly:: [21:27] RR> ::shakes his head:: I really would have thought you'd come up with something better this time...clearly you don't expect me to believe that you caused this man to lose his life because of something you did or did not do. I have looked everything over since the attack and believe that reasonably there was very little chance you were aware that was going to happen... [21:27] Q> ::dips the brush in the red pigment, dabbling it on in the canvas in two small spots above the gray mantle:: [21:27] That's why I'm called Savant. ::she grins a faint grin:: [21:27] *** Joins: Alffred (~alffred@h24-82-208-88.vs.shawcable.net) [21:27] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Alffred [21:27] ::sighs heavily and tosses the cup into the recycler hard:: [21:28] *** Alffred is now known as Shar [21:28] ::heads into the lounge:: [21:28] ::glances up at the faint thump of a cup hitting the back of the replicator bed before disappearing:: [21:28] *** Savant sets mode: +o Shar [21:28] <> [21:28] ::smiles slyly at the doctor as she takes her drink:: [21:28] RR>;:shakes her head;: had I been capable of commanding the ship he might not have died [21:28] ::narrows her eyes at Alec before turning to look away from him, scoffing as she gets a glass of brandy:: [21:28] ::stops just inside the door and has a look around for any familiar faces:: [21:28] tsk tsk... Lauren... what's got you upset today, dear? [21:29] ::sits at a table near the door, placing the bottle and a single glass on the surface:: [21:29] ::is completely oblivious to Dyson as he notes Tal's expression:: [21:29] ::sighs and downs the entired glass:: [21:29] ::nods:: Good evening, Doctor. All is well, I trust? [21:29] ::seeing no one but senior officers he sits at an empty table near the door and orders a drink:: [21:30] Q> ::thinks then dabs a bit around the object in front of the mantle before cleaning the brush and wetting it down slightly, dragging it through the still semi-dark splotch of black above the red, dilluting its strength slightly:: [21:30] ::Savant exhales and leans back against her couch, closing her eyes in an attempt to focus herself:: [21:30] That damn doctor I work with...he just gets under my skin. ::downs another glass, pulling her hair back up again:: [21:30] ::grunts, a look of amused disgust on his face:: Sure, if you consider five dead crewmen, killed by some kind of information overload thanks to a crazy nerve compound within the realm of "well" [21:30] *** Brad is now known as Sieven [21:30] ::wanders in, still in uniform:: [21:30] ::gestures to the seat across from him at the small table:: [21:31] RR> I disagree. You think Captain's in Starfleet resign everytime someone under there command dies? This is part of being a Commander. If its on the bridge of a starship or nest to the warp core in Main ENgineering, it's no different... [21:31] ::Savant watches with her eyes closed, curious as to the next turn of events:: [21:31] ::takes a sip from his drink and ponders his current situation:: [21:31] Q> ::touches up a slight smudge with a dab of pale moon yellow in the circle:: [21:31] ::sobers her expression but takes the seat graciously:: Any progress in that matter, Doctor? [21:32] RR>::looks very uncomfortable:: I shouldn't be a commander sir, I'm too young and not responsible enough for the post [21:32] ::fronws as Drexler enters the lounge but tries not to show it too long:: [21:32] ::has the urge to throw her glass at Reed but changes her mind and just groans:: [21:32] ::Savant gives Sieven the same pleasant nod she gave everyone when he entered:: [21:32] RR> ::grins:: There are some who say precisely the same thing about me you know... [21:33] Q> ::puts the brush aside and seals the pigment containers:: [21:33] ::shakes his head:: Nothing significant. I've been going over the scan results I managed to get before yo--the console was beamed into space. A bit of new information, mostly on the initial stages of the fibers' development, but nothing explicitly new on exactly what their overall significance is. Damn Xanadu magic. [21:33] ::looks at Savant, having put her hair back up in its bun again, a glass of brandy in her hand:: [21:33] ::looks down into his drink:: [21:34] ::sips at her drink:: [21:34] ::walks up to Savant:: Let's talk. [21:34] RR> that may be, but I still feel like my resignation is in order [21:34] ::Savant gives Lauren a brief smile, and shakes her finger from side to side in a scolding manner:: [21:34] ::glances over at Drexler:: all right. What would you like to talk about? [21:34] ::glances at the beverage:: Your former first officer had an excellent taste in refreshment. [21:34] Oh knock it off..no one is even noticing. ::looks around the room to see no one but savant even looking at her:: [21:34] Q> ::runs a hand through her hair, roughly gathering it up into a ponytail, having let it hang loose while painting:: [21:34] ::sits with her, and lowers his voice:: What's been eating at you lately? [21:35] RR> the Admiral doesn't think I'm good enough to be an officer, and I would agree with him... [21:35] Heh. Smithy was a character. Was hard to see him go...the way he did. ::a downcast look at the table:: [21:35] eating me? I'm sorry Sieven, I don't quite follow. [21:35] ::drains his drink and orders another one, then pulls out a PADD and begins reviewing the sensor logs on all of the ships and other events from the recent encounter, making a mental note to have a quiet converstation with Drexler later to try and clear the air about what had happened earlier on the bridge:: [21:35] What is upsetting you? [21:36] RR> We can all use a little help at times...this doesn't mean we quit. ::pauses:: Zunite. You're putting me on, right? [21:36] ::nods soberly:: We have since recovered the aft console. It is in cargo bay 2, in stasis and suspension fields. It will remain so until you and I both declare it fit. [21:36] ::sits at a nearby table, watching savant and the rest of the crew while sipping her drink:: [21:36] RR>::shakes her head:: [21:36] Nothing's upsetting me, Sieven... I think that I've entirely missed what you want to talk about. Maybe we can start over? [21:36] ::frowns:: It would seem that until we find a suitable candidate, I have little choice but to act as Science Officer in addition to my regular duties. [21:36] Earlier, you said you "weren't in the mood" to do some scans. [21:37] And your general confusion and computational lag. [21:37] I just want to understand what's going on. [21:37] ah... I thought that you might be speaking about that. [21:37] RR> ::looks over the PADD:: So I grant this, and then what? You move to Reor'sa and raise horses or something? [21:37] ::trails a finger along the rim of the glass, then pulls off her duty jacket:: [21:37] ::nods, looking back up:: Thanks. Glad to know someone around here pays attention to detail. ::shakes his head ever so slightly:: Most of the damn people I have to detail with are so...oblivious. [21:37] Q> ::slips the smock off, revealing the t-shirt and baggy pants on underneath:: [21:37] RR>::nods:: that doesn't sound bad.. [21:37] <> [21:37] <> [21:38] ::She exhaled and placed a hand to her head:: I've been very confused lately. I should *not* be operating right now. I shoudlnt' function at all. [21:38] RR> You'd be bored inside a week... [21:38] ::lifts the unopened bottle and glass and approaches Shar:: Evening, Lieutenant, mind if I sit? [21:38] ::gets up and walks to Sieven and Savant:: Am I uh.....bothering you ? [21:38] You deal with Doctor Dyson most regularly, I believe. Surely you do not think so little of a fellow physician? [21:38] *** Obs_Santiago is now known as Gibson [21:38] RR>;:doesn't know what to say to that:: [21:38] ::hits the doorchime on Maiko's quarters:: [21:38] ::looks up from his PADD as Commander Maru speaks, slightly surprised:: Not at all Commander. ::sets the PADD down:: [21:39] RR>I suppose I could teach shop or something at a local school... [21:39] ::eyes flick up quickly, betraying something...:: I'm not one to gossip about a coworker. [21:39] RR> You've been around on this ship longer than I have...how do you just turn it all in now? [21:39] Q> ::keeping her eyes on the painting:: Come in. [21:39] ::glances at Lauren:: Uhh... ::looks at Savant:: [21:39] RR>::sighs;: because if the Admiral doesn't believe I can do this job how can I believe I can do it? [21:40] ::sits and starts to unscrew the bottle's top:: How's tactical? [21:40] ::clears her throat:: I uh...can leave if Im interupting. [21:40] ::enters the quarters, seeing Maiko's back as she regards something; he walks up behind her to see:: [21:40] Not at all, Lauren. ::Savant gestures to the other side of the couch:: I don't have anything to hide, Sieven. I've been having a lot of problems lately. [21:40] ::nods:: [21:40] ::sits down, looking at them, her duty jacket on her lap:: [21:40] What does a diagnostic show? [21:40] ::glances over her shoulder:: Hi Clarence. ::smiles, turns back to the painting, depicting a man standing before a centauress in a circle of light:: What do you think? [21:41] ::Savant reaches over and deftly removes the barette holding lauren's bun in place, pulling her hair loose:: tsk tsk ^_- [21:41] RR> The Admiral has made no mention to me of your performance on the bridge earlier. The ship is still in once piece. Trust me, that's better then even I do sometimes. ::smirks:: [21:41] interesting. what does it mean? [21:41] A diagnostic shows that I no longer have any memory map or connection do device drivers. I'm barely even an entity on the network anymore. [21:41] Hey! ::takes it and puts it back:: No one even notices but you.. [21:41] ::chuckle:: Not what it means, more like 'when did it happen.' That's Captain Daren, and that's Annas. [21:41] RR>::frowns;: maybe he just hasn't gotten around to it yet [21:41] ::glances at the PADD:: I was just going over that actually. I ended up joing the Captain on his first contact mission. Aside from a slight misunderstanding between Commander Drexler and I it appears things went well once someone finally took command of the situation. ::frowns for a second:: Apparently Commander marcy has requested a tranfer off of the ship. Do you know anything about that Commander? [21:42] You notice, Lauren. I can see your metabolism change. Gaining confidence starts with you. [21:42] ::nods:: Rather well, I suppose. [21:42] I see. [21:42] ::arches an eyebrow:: I see. [21:43] How do you function without those things? [21:43] ::rolls her eyes, putting her hair back up, looking down at her uniform:: [21:43] I must apologize. I've always been one for more abstract art. [21:43] 'First Contact' ::chuckle:: [21:43] You know that there are formal channels of complaint, Doctor, should you be having any - difficulties. [21:43] If I may ask how did you stint in command of Cerberus go? ::trying to move beyond being all business:: [21:43] ::she smiled faintly at Sieven:: I'll be damned if I know. I should have stopped functioning months ago, whern we were pulled into that anomaly. [21:43] If it'll make things any better I will at least change out of the uniform. ::stands:: excuse me for a few minutes. ::goes to a different room to change:: [21:43] ::she gave Lauren a faint apologetic smile:: [21:43] hmm. [21:44] Do you need an overhaul? I know the idea probably frightens you, or infringes on some kind of moral boundaries, but we need you at full capacity. [21:44] ::Savant smiles and nods:: [21:44] Ah... That's just the thing, Sieven. I've never functioned or felt better in my life. [21:44] ::nods slowly:: I've begun to give those channels serious consideration. Disliking me is one thing. Disliking me to the point of insubordination is quite another. ::gestures for the server, getting somewhat impatient:: [21:44] RR> So you have no desire to get better at this sort of thing? You just want to run away to some planet and spend the rest of your life there because you messed up and somebody died? [21:44] ::turns to Gibson:: You hate it? [21:44] ::appears back in the doorway of the lounge wearing the blue dress she had on a few days earlier:: [21:44] I don't understand what the problem is, then. [21:45] RR>::nods:: [21:45] I didn't say that. it's just not my forté, my strong suit. [21:45] RR> I don't want someone else to die for my mistakes [21:45] I've recently lost control of my holoemission driver bindings. I can't really control what the ologram is doing anymore. ::she grinned a bit:: not much anyways. [21:45] ::walks back over and sits on the couch with Savant and Seiven:: [21:45] I mean, I'm a scientist. I like to figure things out. I like to puzzle out a meaning from a painting [21:45] ::She smiles:: isn't that better? [21:45] ::chuckle:: Clarence, sometimes it's alright for a painting to be just a painting. [21:45] ::shrugs, pouring a quarter inch of liqueur from the bottle:: Not bad, I suppose. I think we made off better than Coro. [21:45] ::nods and sips quietly on her green drink:: [21:45] Not really.. Im not comfortable in a dress [21:46] What does control the hologram, then? [21:46] while I can appreciate the aesthetic and the importance of a visual record of events, sometimes it's better if a painting is more. [21:46] what don't you like, lauren? [21:46] Whats that supposed to mean? [21:46] Tell me, Doctor, why is it that you deal with - the oblivious - when you clearly find it distasteful? [21:46] ::Savant shrugs:: I do have a default, automatic driver set... it's running on that. I have less filtering control. [21:47] RR> Part of being an Officer is learning from your mistakes. I bet if you were to take the bridge again, right now, under the same circumstances...things would be different already because you had the previous experience to go on. All you need is some practice, perhaps an investment in a Holodeck training course....you'll be able to get to where you want to be. [21:47] ::nods:: Actually I meant did you enjoy it. ::shakes his head:: Sorry Commander I'm still not very good at this "socializing" thing. To used to flying fighters I suppose. ::takes a sip of hs drink again:: [21:47] ::grunts:: If I didn't deal with the oblivious, I'd end up tuning out a good 75% or more of the Galactic populace. [21:47] you don't like something about it. What don't you like? [21:47] To each their own. ::grins, faces him:: So what's your reason for stopping by? [21:47] Why don't you have direct control of the hologram? [21:47] RR>::shakes her head:: I can't sir [21:47] ::shrugs, sighing as she looks around the lounge:: I ....I dont know... ::looks down, as if trying to hide:: [21:47] seeing what you were doing. [21:48] ::smirks:: What I mean is why have you taken up the trade of healer? You do not seem to be one who cares too much for the people you're treating. So why treat them at all? [21:48] ::Savant places a hand on Lauren's shoulder consolingly as she responds to Sieven:: It's running on automatic. I don't have much direct control of it because I can't find the bloody thing.... it's a dead pointer. [21:48] so... what'cha doing? [21:48] Can't you remap and recreate your memory map? [21:49] ::downs the glass, winces, the pours another:: It was really a blast. That's such an amazing ship. [21:49] RR>::struggles for words:: I can't... I can't send one of my engineers to... that... [21:49] ::chuckle:: Nothing at the moment... [21:49] Healing people and working with them are different things. Healing people accomplishes some good. Working with people can...but usually results in friction. [21:49] ::frowns, the wound of Isamu disappearing still fresh in her mind, sighing heavily:: [21:49] If it were that simple... ::she exhaled:: I've tried it. I do have osme solid data. But the core of it always collapses, and I lose my link to it. The data's still out there... I jut can't see the connections [21:49] But when I ping those null pointers, I still get the same results as I should. Odd, isn't it? [21:49] got some extra paint? it's been a while since I've done anything. [21:50] ::nods:: Getting to do something different can also add to the fun I'm sure. ::drains his drink and looks questioningly at the bottle:: What are you drinking? [21:50] Is there a way someone else can do it for you? [21:50] ::She patted Lauren's shoulder and left her hand there, giving Lauren a little bit of closeness to someone, even if it was only a hologram:: [21:50] It seems far too basic of a problem. [21:50] ::leans over, putting her hands over her face:: [21:50] ::smirks:: Friction isn't always a bad thing, Doctor. [21:50] RR> ::doesn't look amused:: You have a problem with ordering people to their deaths. I can understand that. If it came easily, I would have the probelm. This Commander...::motions to her:: this I have no problem with. [21:50] Uh, not really. I mean, I have many, many networks which have been made by others.... but those are trained. My own networks are my own, they're made as something like a natural process. [21:51] ::grunts:: It is where -- ::stops short, realization dawning, and uncertainty setting in right along with it:: uh...ah...true. [21:51] RR>::shakes her head:: I don't want to do it anymore... [21:51] ::Savant exhales and puts her arm over Lauren's shoulders, holding her closer:: I know... [21:51] Wh.. What? ::looked back at Savant, almost feeling like a third wheel:: [21:51] if you don't have a canvas, I could just paint on you [21:52] ::arches:: Paint? You? [21:52] Me? ::blinks:: [21:52] ...what, you've never done that? [21:52] ::Savant only gives Lauren a brief smile:: [21:53] It can start a fire that will warm you just as easily as it can start a fire that will consume you. You must - harnass - the friction and control it and its results. [21:53] Um, nooooooooooo... ::unsure:: [21:53] ::takes the PADD from the desk:: Very well...::taps it:: you realize this is quite permanent...::looks up:: don't you? [21:53] ::closes her eyes and puts her hands on her face:: (q) I feel like im intruding here.. [21:53] RR>::sighs and sits down in one of the chairs across from Daren:: yea [21:53] :quietly:: don't, you aren't. [21:53] I'll uhm... I'll get back to you. This sounds like it can be resolved fairly easily. I'm going to chat with some computer guys. We need to get your systems back up to normal. I'm glad you're feeling good, though. [21:53] Chartreuse, a horribly sweet, sharp liqueur [21:53] ::stands up:: I'll get back to my office now. We can chat later. [21:54] Any time, Sieven. You know I've always got a thread for you if you need it. [21:54] ::looks at the bottle again:: Mind if I try some? ::pauses then quickly asks another question:: As a flag officer can I ask you a question? [21:54] you sound as though you have no idea what i'm talking about [21:54] That would be because I don't.... ::confused look:: [21:55] ::cants his head to the side slightly:: Are all Starfleet Romu-- Rihannsu this philosophical? [21:55] ::frowns again, pushing up a strap of the dress as it fell off her shoulder:: [21:55] ::nods to Lauren:: Doctor. Savant. ::turns and heads across the room:: [21:55] ::nods, pouring a very small portion into his glass:: Go ahead..and take that slowly [21:55] ::exhales deeply:: [21:55] ::quietly:: Having a tough time, hmm? [21:55] One picks up a few things - ::smiles and takes a long drink:: - when one is raised among the Vulcans. [21:55] RR>::looks at Daren:: sir, how do you deal with it? [21:55] ::nods slowly:: [21:56] okay. what happens is, i take oil paint, ::dabs some mustard yellow onto a brush:: and I paint it on you. ::runs the cold paint across the skin of her forearm, spreading it with short, sharp flicks of the brush:: [21:56] Eeeep! Clarence! [21:56] ::spots Kari and wanders over:: [21:56] ::Savant nods:: It's never easy... don't worry, the pain does go away, in time. [21:56] And there are hardly any Rihannsu in Starfleet. Most are defectors, raised by our people. None that I know of have had the sort of upbringing that I had. [21:56] ::reaches for the smock and wipes off the paint:: [21:56] ::smirks:: That was part of my point. [21:56] ::takes a small sip of the sweet liqueur and nearly gags:: Wow... That is sweet... ::takes another sip and decides he likes it still.:: I think I like it. ::clears his throat and is about to speak when he spots Drexler approaching and shuts his mouth tight:: [21:56] what? [21:56] I doubt that... ::exhales deeply:: HOw am I going to explain this to my daughter? [21:57] ::nods to Shar, smiling:: Lieutenant. Kari. [21:57] it's not my fault you never went to one of those kinds of parties [21:57] ::nods back:: Commander. ::gives a rather kurt reply:: [21:57] ::smiles:: Hello Sieven. Thirsty? [21:57] The same way that every other woman has given the same answer to their child for millenia. You'll manage, Lauren, I promise. [21:57] ::rolls her eyes:: Painting people, honestly. There are much better things you could be doing with your hands than holding a brush. ::grin:: [21:57] RR> ::shrugs:: I've spent a great deal wearing this red uniform and contemplating just that point. It feels like an entire lifetime ago that I was "just" a department head. Just in your position. Nobody deals with it easily Commander... ::his thumbs hovers over the 'Approve' button, he drags it aside momentarily:: ...youjust have to find your own way. [21:58] ::runs her hand over the bun her hair is in:: i dont know about that [21:58] Vulcan philosophy is not nearly as - strict - as some would have the general population of the galaxy believe. They are a very spiritual people. :;chuckles:: If for no other reason than that most believe that it is logical to refresh the soul as well as the mind and body. [21:58] RR>I've had to speak to parents about the death of their son or daughter in my department, but this time wasn't like that... [21:58] RR> I don't think I could face his parents [21:59] A good number of this crew was raised as children of single parents, Lauren. It's not uncommon.. don't worry about how your daughter will take it. [21:59] She wont know the difference..shes barely over a year old. [21:59] ::hm:: Of all the Vulcan doctors I've met, I don't recall getting along with any of them. They all seemed so...straight-laced. Competent enough, to be sure, but not...flexible enough. [21:59] ::grins:: No, I'm on duty. When you get a chance, I want to debrief you about what happened. I need to ... nevermind. I won't bother you with the details now. [21:59] ::nods:: i know. Don't worry about her. She'll be fine, and so will you. [22:00] RR> I try to think of all the good we are doing here as part of this organization, and I tell myself that when we signed up for this we pledged our lives to a cause. We wouldn't be here if we didn't believe in certain ideas...those that die while wearing our uniform, die for a purpose. Nobody dies alone here...everytime someone under my command dies, a part of me dies with th.m [22:00] Commander? When you have some time later I'd like to speak with you in private. ::takes another sip of the drink:: [22:00] I mean, better things with hands like this. ::puts her arms around Clarence and hugs:: [22:00] ::looks uncomfortable in the dress:: excuse me for a moment.. I need another drink. I will be right back.. ::moves across the room, dressed in a blue knee length dress with thin straps as she goes to the replicator for a drink:: [22:00] ::shrugs:: Ok, whenever. We can do it now if you don't mind him. ::points a thumb at Shar:: [22:01] Good work today, though. ::nods to Shar:: And you, too. Sorry if I got in your hair on the bridge today, but the starboard console was the closest one I could go to enter the command codes. [22:01] ::returns the embrace:: ...so honestly, do you have another canvas? [22:01] ::nods:: The Vulcans are a very private people. They do not share much with outsiders that they do not have to. This includes the sharing of any indication that a mere - ::smirks:: - human might be right and they wrong. [22:01] sure [22:01] RR>:;takes a deep breath:: [22:01] ::Savant sighs and leans back, looking up at the ceiling. She was drained and still suffering minor pains as the power system was repaired:: [22:01] ::glances at Alec as she returns to the table, figuring he wouldnt even notice the change, taking a sip of the drink:: [22:01] Yes, well, we "mere" humans have managed to accomplish quite a bit. [22:02] ::blinks taken aback be the apology:: Oh... Uh... Thank you sir. And in that case I resind my request. Problem just solved itself sir. And I appreciate the explanation though I know technically you didn't have to give me one. ::offers a tentative smile:: [22:02] RR> ::tosses the PADD back to the desk:: I can see you really don't want to do this...you don't want to give up. Not now. Not after everything you've worked for. [22:02] ::returns to the couch with a glass in her hand:: [22:02] Not for everything we've all worked for....here. [22:02] ::into his shoulder:: I can always replicate one. [22:02] ::holds his hands out:: [22:03] ::takes a sip:: Many, however, have come to the realization that openness to change is not something to guard against but something to embrace. They have realized that over the past three-and-a-half centuries, both humans and Vulcans have managed to learn a great deal from one another. [22:03] ::Savant sits back up, opening her eyes again, doing the best to wipe the strained look from her face [22:03] ::offers his hand to Shar:: No, no... I just couldn't risk the delays associated with relaying the orders verbally when Kari and her crew may have been in danger. [22:03] RR>::looks at Daren:: no, I don't really want to leave, but I don't really want to stay either... [22:03] Well, in the interests of learning ::indicates Tal's glass with his chin:: what are you drinking? [22:03] ::chuckles at the strange reverberations of her voice in his skeleton:: [22:03] Infinite Diversity, Doctor, in Infinite Combinations - in a way, what we know of the Jjaro shows that they truly embraced that oldest of Vulcan philosophies. [22:04] RR> either way I disappoint someone [22:04] ::looks at kari:: Actually I can move to another table if you would like me too. ::turns and accepts Drexler's hand shake:: [22:04] ::glances at the drink:: Well, it is - ::sniffs:: [22:04] ::tries again:: It is - ::tastes the drink:: [22:04] Not necessary, lieutenant. I need to get back to work. [22:04] ::shrugs:: It is green. [22:04] Enjoy your drinks. ::smiles and heads out:: [22:04] We could go to the lounge too. Or the holodeck. [22:04] ::nods:: Take care, Seiven [22:05] ::looks at savant, sipping the drink:: [22:05] ::Savant grins weakly and exhales:: how did the day go for you? [22:05] RR> can I just go back a few years... never leave the Academy [22:05] ::sits down again:: Wow... That went different then I thought it would. This ship has an excellent crew and the group is commended well too. ::the alcohol loosening his tounge:: [22:05] RR> ::grins:: If you stay and you make me happy. And around here, I'm the only one that really matters. ::grins:: We'll just keep that between us though. [22:06] ::turns back to Shar and smiles:: That man has the highest age- niceness ratio of anyone I've ever met. [22:06] well, if you like. [22:06] Terrible... I had to deal with Reed all day. ::sighs:: I doubt he even notices Ive changed. [22:06] RR>::smiles very slightly and then sighs:: will I never be able to turn that thing in? [22:06] RR> The Holodeck has a number of very good Command training scenarios...I highly suggest if you are interested in improving upon your skills that you invest in one or all of them...sequentially. [22:06] ::chuckle:: If you have your heart set on painting, we can do that... [22:06] You really should transfer to another department or something, Lauren... working with him is only going to cause you and him grief. [22:06] Your powers of analysis are amazing, Commander ::smirks as the server finally arrives:: One of those. ::gestures to the glass:: [22:07] Im a doctor.. I dont know how to be anything else. [22:07] RR>::nods:: I'll do that [22:07] ::nods:: He does... ::drains his drink:: [22:07] You can learn, I'm sure. [22:07] RR> ::grins:: And Zunite... [22:08] I dont want to though.. ::looks at her, her hair stil up in a bun again:: [22:08] ::finishes off her own glass:: [22:08] RR> yes? [22:08] Make that two. [22:08] no, that's all right. we can do what you want to do. [22:08] ::she nodded:: I know. But you have to admit, the situation is intolerable. [22:08] ::watches him for a moment, then grins widely:: [22:08] ::sighs:: Call me insane but I keep thinking he will change [22:09] He's not a bad person. He's just a little... biased. I suppose that's a polite way to put it [22:09] ::tries to calm herself, and manages rather well before asking:: So, Lieutenant, why so blue? [22:09] RR> Let's not do this again anytime soon, alright? [22:09] <> [22:09] RR> ::picks up the PADD and hands it back to her:: [22:09] ::cant help but chuckle, trying tohide the smile:: [22:09] ::tries to hide her laughter behind a fist:: [22:09] ::she grinned a little: You see what I mean. [22:10] ::looks into Gibson's eyes:: Or we could just stay in. ::mischeivous grin:: [22:10] ::stops and stares at Kari and doesn't say anything for a moment, then bursts out laughing something that rarely if ever occurs in public:: [22:10] ::Savant grins broadly and winks at Kariasa:: [22:10] RR>::grins saddly at the padd and then looks up at Daren:: I almost had my bags packed this time though... dad would have been furious... [22:10] RR>I never want your job sir [22:11] Whats so funny? ::looks at Savant, still trying to hide the smile:: [22:11] ::glances over at Shar's outburst:: There's something that rarely - if ever - occurs in public. [22:11] RR> ::nods:: That's a good point...I'd rather not have to explain to the General why I let you leave so easily. [22:11] ::leans forward on the table, giggling softly to herself:: [22:11] ::glances over Tal's outfit, not making any effort to hide it:: Green suits your eyes very nice--::glances over at Shar:: Uh...huh. [22:11] Commander, that's the first time anyone has ever asked me that. Very funny. ::pours himself another drinkfrom the bottle and takes a drink still chuckling:: [22:11] RR> I'd be the first head he'd chop off...yours second. ::grins:: Now go get some rest, you had a big day... [22:12] No one notices Im dressed differently but you.. [22:12] I try. Really, I do. [22:12] ::chuckles:: And the cut accentuates my breasts quite well. I have been told this many times by many human males, Doctor. [22:12] RR>::nods:: [22:12] RR> my head hurts [22:12] ::smiles and lays a hand on his:: But thank you for noticing anyway. [22:12] everyone's pretty absorbed. I admit, I'm pretty absorbed at the moment, too. [22:13] actually, the lounge sounds all right. I'm kind of hungry. [22:13] ::sighs and nods:: There wasnt much point in changing was there? [22:13] ::grins:: I think I've had a touch too much of this.... [22:13] ::nodnods:: The lounge it is! Lead the way! ::grin:: [22:13] sure there was. It gets you more comfortable with the idea of not always being on duty. [22:13] RR> Goodnight... [22:14] ::glances at her hand, his own instinctively attempting to move away before he forces it to stay where it is, then looks back up:: That it does. I might've mentioned that too. Unlike other human males, I don't particularly care to mince words...well, too much. [22:14] ::makes a Sir Edmund Hillary 'off-we-go- gesture and leads the way:: [22:14] ::follows, arm linked with Clarence's:: [22:14] RR>night ::leaves the ready room and heads for her quarters;: [22:14] ::smiles, reapplying the cap:: Haven't we all at some point? [22:15] I appreciate honesty, Doctor. ::leans back and folds her hands in her lap:: Far too many people try to be "diplomatic" and come off as simply being obliviously stupid. [22:15] ::nods:: Yes we have at one time or another. Thestories Icould tell you from my flight on Renegade.... ::pauses to remember lost comrades:: [22:15] ::adjusts her dress to show less on the top, blushing:: [22:15] *** Sieven is now known as Brad [22:15] ::enters the lounge, seeking a nice table immediately:: there's one. [22:16] ::she grins a bit at Lauren:: [22:16] what? ::looks at her:: [22:16] ::chuckles:: There's a point where honesty can be somewhat...offensive, I've noticed. [22:16] I'm sorry. That's very cute. [22:16] Looks good to me... [22:16] What is? [22:17] ::she grins broadly:: nevermind. [22:17] ::takes a seat:: [22:17] True. Many human females seem to prefer it when their males make a great to-do about their business even when the male cares very little for any of it. [22:17] ::takes the table, near Savant and Lauren:: [22:17] That sort of dishonesty can only lead to resentment. [22:18] ::Savant smiles and waves at Clarence and Maiko:: [22:18] ::raises an eyebrow:: You should've met my ex-wife. [22:18] ::drains his glass again and rises to his feet:: Well Commander. Thank you for your company. I do believe I shall head for bed. [22:18] ::looks at savant:: what?? [22:18] good evening, Savant, Dr. Dyson. Nice dress, doctor. [22:18] Hey Savant, Laruen. ::looks at Lauren:: Going for the dressed down look today? ::this, of course, coming from a woman in a white tee and cargo pants:: [22:18] ::cocks her head to one side:: If you did not deem her worthy to keep as a life mate, I somehow doubt that. [22:18] ::looks at Gibson, then looking down and blushing:: [22:19] ::Savant grins wider:: [22:19] ::looks at savant:: cut it out you two [22:19] whaat? [22:20] ::confused:: [22:20] i have no knowledge of any prearranged plans [22:20] Heh...it was a bit more complex than that. Her brother and I were very good friends...and then he died. Things weren't the same after that. I tried to save him, but there wasn't anything anyone could've done. She knows that, but I think she blamed me anyway. It was too tough after that. [22:20] ::stands:: I'm going to go get some dinner. [22:20] ::still blushing, occasionally glances at Alec:: [22:21] ::smiles and heads out of the lunge and to the turbolift:: [22:21] ::smiles:: [22:21] ::passes the through the bridge, nods to the duty officer, and enters a TL:: Deck Seven...no six...uh, Lounge. << ;) >> [22:21] Nice speaking with you, Leuitenant, g'night. [22:21] ::frowns:: I have often found that romantic entaglements can cause more harm than good. It is the main reason I personally have avoided any such involvements. [22:22] <> [22:22] *** Quits: Zunite (zunite@x101-208-13-dhcp.reshalls.umn.edu) (Quit: Smile!) [22:22] ::enters the lift and orders it off to whatever deck his quarters is on:: [22:22] "Romantic entanglements." Interesting way to put it. They only cause harm when they fall apart, though. [22:22] ::Savant exhales and leans back, the strain on her face lessening a little:: [22:23] ::returns with his meal, sitting across from Maiko:: [22:23] so... how was your day? [22:23] ::stashes the bottle back under the bar and sets out for the transporter room:: [22:23] *** Quits: Kari (~kari@rrcs-se-65-34-29-85.biz.rr.com) (Quit: w-hat) [22:23] ::looks back at Gibson and smiles softly then looks at Savant:: Okay.. what are you thinking? ::glances at her fellow doctor again, secretly smiling:: [22:23] ::smirks:: Most relationships fail, Doctor. Statistical probability guarantees that. [22:23] I'm thinking that they're repairing that primary EPS tap far too slowly. [22:23] ::grins, practically salivating over the foot long sub on her plate:: [22:24] Oh... I see. ::looks back at Savant and smiles, her cheeks a bit red:: [22:24] ::steps into the Lounge, quietly:: [22:24] are you going to eat it, or drown it? [22:24] and what's on your mind, dear Lauren? [22:24] Ohh.. uh.. ::blushes again and looks down:: Nothing.. [22:24] ::enters his quarters, stands at the foot of his bed and promptly passes out, completely missing the bed on the way down, but not caring:: [22:24] *** Shar is now known as Alffred [22:25] *** Parts: Alffred (~alffred@h24-82-208-88.vs.shawcable.net) [22:25] << (m) lightweight.. >> [22:25] ::accepts the green concoction from the server as he finally returns:: Statistics and emotions don't go together. ::takes a swig, not knowing the taste at all before hand, swirling the drink around in his mouth before swallowing it:: [22:25] ::grin:: Hey, I'm hungry too. ::picks it up and takes a biiiig bite:: [22:26] ::heads to the bar:: Ale. [22:26] ::stares at her drink long and hard:: You would purport, therefore, that all a relationship needs to maintain itself is for the participants to have love for one another? [22:27] *** Quits: Prescot (fu2@wa-longview7a-a-233.lgvwwa.adelphia.net) (Quit: cuz Im... stuck in the middle again) [22:27] ::grunts:: Hardly. Love is easy. Commitment, compassion, compromise. That's what's necessary. [22:27] ::she grins and leans a bit closer:: Lauren... your body heat is rising quite ... specifically. You're thinking of *something*. [22:27] ::turns around, leaning on the bar and sipping his beer:: [22:27] ::chuckles nervously:: I cant say it outloud....surely you should know that. [22:28] Comapssion? ::arches an eyebrow:: An interesting trait for you to be espousing. ::grins slyly:: [22:28] ::she smirks a bit:: What are you going to do about it? [22:29] Nothing... ::chuckles and downs the rest of her brandy:: [22:29] oh, come on now... tell you what, Lauren... either *you* do something about it.... or I do. [22:29] ::quietly watches the crew in their own little conversations and groups, smiles:: [22:29] ::feigns indignance:: Compassion is central to my work, Comma-- you know, it occurs to me I don't even think I've ever heard your first name before. [22:30] ::continues to scarf down the sub:: [22:30] Because it is not something that I allow just anyone to know and use. The use of one's given name is a sign of great trust - and often friendship - in many cultures. [22:31] don't forget to chew. [22:31] ::smirks:: That being said, you may call me Velorna. [22:31] ::arches eyebrow but doesn't stop eating:: [22:31] Youre not going to do anything... no one is. ::clears her throat:: [22:31] ::She grins a broad grin and cocks an eyebrow:: Oh, I'm not, am I? I'll have you know that I'm a fantastic matchmaker. [22:32] ::raises his eyebrows slightly:: Velorna. ::seems to try it out, as one would try a fine food:: I like that. Alec. [22:32] Dont you dare.. ::gets up to leave the room, blushing deeply as she makes a break for the door:: [22:32] ::She laughed a good natured laugh:: Don't worry, i'm not going to do anything *now*. [22:32] You were saying about your work, Alec? [22:32] ::sighs in relief and sits down:: Dont do anything period [22:33] ::grins wider:: or what? [22:33] Compassion, right. I try to give my patients the best care possible. And I do try to look out for my staff. A number of them are guilty of taking on too much work of their own volition. ::laughs, somewhat amused at himself:: I don't know why I'm trying to defend myself, though. [22:33] Just dont... I have to work with the man. ::sighs:: [22:34] ::She half smirks:: Well, I have to work in the same situation. I know what you mean by that at least. [22:35] ::looks at her and blushes, nodding:: [22:35] ::She shrugs and smiles a bit:: You'll manage with that too. [22:35] You know, I did once consider a romantic attachment. It was quite absurd, really. But he was - compassionate. And that was, as you would say, quite important. [22:36] I suppose so.... I doubt he feels the same way. [22:36] ::half-listens to Savant and Lauren while eating:: [22:36] ::Savant nods:: I know. He doesn't feel the same way about me either. ::she pauses after a brief second, as if catching herself:: [22:36] What happened? ::takes another swig:: [22:36] ::sighs softly, leaning her chin on her hand:: [22:37] ::quickly but quietly finishes his meal and stands to dispose of the plate:: [22:37] ::hears Savant and chokes on her bite:: [22:37] ::coughs a bit:: I'm alright,.... Just got a little something in the wrong pipe. [22:37] ::looks at her then glances across the room again:: [22:38] I left the ship. He became acting CO shortly thereafter. By the time I had returned, such nonsensical feelings had passed. I learned that after I was reassigned to an Intelligence station on Vulcan, he was killed in action. [22:38] ::blinks once an dlaughs at herself:: Oh, not him. Don't worry about that darling, he's yours. [22:38] Acting CO here on Coro? ::looks a bit confused:: [22:39] Wait a minute.. why would i want HIM?? ::turns away, embarrased:: hes all yours [22:39] ::she chortled:: uh huh. . . [22:40] What?? ::looked at her, pretending not to be interested:: [22:40] ::sits back down:: what's the matter? [22:40] the dynamic's all changed over here. [22:40] There was an incident during which then-Commander Kor was poisoned and incapacitated for several months. As he was the ranking officer prior to my departure, he was made XO and acting CO. ::turns toward the great viewports into space:: Life would have been a great-deal different had I not been called away on other duties. [22:40] ::coughs, shaking her head:: It's nothing. Just something I reacted to badly [22:40] ::She grinned:: you can't fool me, Lauren. I can see all those chemicals working away in your brain. Your autonomic nervous system is on fire. [22:40] are you okay? [22:41] ::nods, wiping her eyes, trying to find some way to change the topic before she blurts what she knows:: [22:41] Sounds like that's before my time. [22:41] It is not! ::blushes deeper:: [22:42] Ooh, likk at that heat spike.. Lauren, you're a firecracker. ::grins:: [22:42] ((look, even)) [22:42] *** Daren is now known as Chris|XBox [22:42] Cut it out! ::covers her cheeks:: [22:42] ::glances sidelong:: we already knew that, Savant. ::smiles slyly:: [22:43] ::she snickers:: Sorry, sorry. ::grins at Gibson:: [22:43] Knew what? ::looked at Gibson:: [22:43] ::feigns innocence:: sorry? I'm just over here drinking my pousse-cafe [22:44] Oh my god.. you heard what we were saying. ::blushes:: [22:44] Savant said that you were a firecracker... what are you talking about? [22:44] ::lets the topic wander as she clears her chest one last time and resumes eating - but not without a wink at Savant:: [22:44] ::sighs:: dont say it savant [22:44] ::looks at Maiko:: is this what you were reacting badly to? [22:44] ::Shrugs indifferently:: [22:45] ::still blushing, trying not to glance across the room:: [22:46] Quite. [22:47] ::finishes off the drink and gestures for the server to come fill his glass again:: [22:47] Our doctor back then.... well, I don't even really recall who was running sickbay, to tell you the truth. I have had a great deal many more important things to recall since then. [22:47] ::Savant grins and winks at Gibson:: I'll tell you later, when she isn't around. [22:48] No you wont.. ::gets up:: I need some tea.. ::walks to the replicator:: [22:48] would you prefer I lie to you? [22:48] ::glances at Savant, nods, and looks back at Maiko eating:: [22:48] ::polishes the last of the sub off with a lick of the fingers:: [22:48] Mmm, good sub [22:49] ::across the lounge getting her tea, putting lemon in it:: [22:49] glad you liked. [22:50] ::glances up at the ceiling, then gradually moves his gaze around to take in the whole ship:: This ship has a fair amount of history before me. Somewhat daunting. I don't feel quite like I "belong" yet...not that I'm particularly preoccupied with needing to belong. [22:50] ::Grin:: Hey, I missed breakfast and I've been painting for 4 hours straight. [22:50] ::Savant exhales and relaxes back into the couch, her brows furrowing briefly:: [22:50] oh, and you wouldn't wait for fifteen minutes more while I slapped something out? [22:50] :) [22:51] ::returns to savant:: excuse me for a moment, i need to check on my daughter. ::smiles and nods to gibson and savant:: ill be right back. [22:51] okay Lauren [22:51] ::nods:: [22:51] ::smiles and turns, walking out:: [22:52] Doctor, I have served on this ship on two prior occassions. I have not felt that same sense of belonging this turn around that I did previously. It disappoints me, but it is not a great need in my life. [22:52] Hey, you said you were hungry too. Besides, you wanted to slap something out on me ::chuckle:: [22:52] ::gestures with his glass:: We're alike in that respect, then. [22:52] ::comes back, carrying a sleeping bundle in her arms:: She woudlnt let me leave and I wanted to come back. ::crosses the room as little Jenny whimpers a bit:: [22:53] just because you've never done it before doesn't mean it's weird. [22:53] ::Savant had spent the few spare mometns with her eyes closed and her head leaned back, resting on the bakc of the couch.. she replied blithely:: She must be happy to get a little air [22:53] Quite alike. [22:53] I suppose so. ::looks at Gibson and smiles, sitting down:: [22:54] ::sips her drink:: [22:54] ::Returns the smile:: [22:54] ::shifts Jenny in her arms:: She feels a little warm... [22:54] ::Still staring up at the ceiling:: you should bring her out more. [22:55] ::feels the toddlers forhead:: whys that? [22:55] Good for her. [22:55] Well, she should really get out, meet other people... [22:55] Jenny> ::wakes up, wrinkling her nose like shes about to cry but doesnt:: [22:56] Maiko...shes only 15 months old [22:56] ::lifts her head up as if it were connected to a string:: so she's awake, then. [22:56] ::looks at the toddler:: yeah she is.. [22:56] Jenny> ::looks at Savant with big blue eyes:: [22:56] <> [22:56] ::she smiles at the toddler:: good morning little one. [22:57] <> [22:57] <,she wouldnt feel it..shes a hologram>> [22:57] ::chuckles:: You can never be too young to make friends and be influenced by people. [22:57] ((::looks down at the baby barf on the couch through her hologram:: I'm not cleaning that.)) [22:57] Jenny> ::smiles back:: [22:57] She likes you... [22:57] <> [22:58] ::Savant careses Jenny's thin hair fondly:: I must remind her of nanny. [22:58] ::nods:: Her nanny was designed after my late mother.. [22:58] *** Joins: GreenWithEnvy (Super_Gree@a0iy259y37o9.bc.hsia.telus.net) [22:58] it's well written. [22:59] Doctor, what would you say to a bit of... an experiment? [22:59] *** Parts: GreenWithEnvy (Super_Gree@a0iy259y37o9.bc.hsia.telus.net) [22:59] Jenny> ::giggles softly, smiling broadly:: [22:59] ::raises an eyebrow slightly:: An experiment? [22:59] ::Grins a little and exhales, slumping back into the couch:: [23:00] Jenny> ::wiggles off Lauren's lap, and before anyone can react she runs in the direction of dr reed:: [23:00] Yes. The thing in Cargo Bay 2 needs to be examined. ::smirks:: [23:00] Uhh...uh.. ::starts to chase after the little girl:: [23:01] ...you want to study a death site while you're off duty? [23:01] ::puts a hand over her mouth as she giggles:: [23:01] Jenny> ::giggles as she hides behind Alec's chair:: [23:01] ::is suddenly distracted by the presence of the little girl, turning behind his chair to look:: [23:02] I dont believe this.. ::walks over, picking up the little girl, dressed in a blue knee length dress:: I do appologize for my daughter doctor. [23:02] ::Savant grins a bit as she slumps her head backwards and closes her eyes again, physically exhausted:: [23:03] ::glances down at the child:: Unless you have a better idea, Alec? [23:03] ::looks at the little blonde haired child giggling:: [23:04] ::looks up, smirking at the child:: Not at all, Doctor. ::turns back to Tal:: Well, not specifically...was thinking about going for a swim, though. Haven't managed to get in any exercise time recently. [23:05] ::shakes her head:: ((figures he dont even notice)) ::walks back with the child:: you feel warm.. ::looks oddly at the child:: [23:05] ::Blithely, not looking up:: She's running a fever. [23:06] ::snorts:: If you can call swimming a proper work out. You don't even sweat while doing it. [23:06] high white blood cell count as well. [23:06] No she isnt.. shes fine. ::looks at savant:: i dont even have my tricorder with me. ::sighs:: she will be fine. [23:06] ::smirks:: Sure you do. The fact that you're immersed in water simply shrouds that fact. [23:06] Savant.. m y daughter isnt sick. ::sighs:: i should know. Im a doctor [23:07] ::She grinned:: and i'm a medical scanner. [23:07] She'll be fine... ::holds the child who starts crying:: odd..she hardly cries. [23:07] poor thing. Is she tired? [23:07] ::observes the ongoings with interest:: [23:08] No..the nanny said she just woke up [23:08] ::Savant shrugs a little:: I don't know a lot about children, sadly. [23:09] Jenny> ::continues crying:: [23:09] ::feels her forehead.. looking abit concerned but rocks the child gently humming:: [23:10] I suppose. Though I did always find the Starfleet swim gear to be a bit... restrictive. [23:11] ::grunts:: I replicated my own. [23:12] ::Savant lifts her head up and doubles forward in pain briefly, muttering:: great time to start invasive work on the dorsal power grid, Oswald. . . [23:12] ::smirks:: I didn't. [23:13] ::walks over to Reed, clearing her throat:: Um... sorry to interupt, but would you have your medical tricorder on you? ::rocks the sobbing child:: [23:13] ::glances at Savant:: is there anything i can do? [23:13] ::looks to Dyson, an expression of sympathy on his face:: Sorry, I don't. [23:14] ::sighs:: Ill have to look for a medkit then.. she feels awfully warm. ::walks away, going to where the medkit would most likely be kept:: [23:14] ::She swallows and looks up at Gibson, still doubled over:: These repairs have to be done sometime. I've just never... really... experienced this sort of thing before. [23:15] i'm sorry. is there anything...? [23:15] ::looks at Savant:: Can't you just power down for an hour? [23:15] ::looks back to Tal:: Well, I'm fairly sure there are a good number of patterns to choose from. [23:15] uh... ::grins a bit:: I don't sleep, or power down, or anything like that. [23:16] ::shrug:: [23:16] ::rocks the crying child as she sits down next to savant:: [23:16] I'm certain. ::smiles slyly:: [23:16] ::She lowers her head again, grimacing.. letting out a slow, calmig breath:: [23:16] Shall we? ::makes motion to rise:: [23:17] *** Chris|XBox is now known as Chris [23:17] ::sighs heavily as she tries to calm the sobbing child:: [23:19] ::Savant rubs her forehead briefly and sits up slowly:: [23:19] I.... I wont bother you two any further. ::stands with the crying child, sighing heavily as she turns to leave:: [23:19] ::knocks back the rest of her drink:: I suppose that the aft science station can wait until tomorrow. [23:20] <> [23:20] ::looks up at Lauren and waves a resigned wave:: See you tomorrow, Lauren. [23:20] yeah yeah..whatever. ::seems depressed as she doesnt say a word to anyone else as she leaves,not even a good night:: [23:21] ::rises, finishing his own drink, and, after a moment's hesitation, offers Tal his hand to "aid" her in rising:: [23:22] ::accepts the offer and rises:: [23:22] ::looks at Alec and Velorna and rolls her eyes:: (muttering) little slut [23:22] ::Savant frowns briefly and shakes her head:: [23:23] ::scoffs loudly and turns on her heels before stalking out, child in her arms:: [23:23] ::lets the hand go as he walks alongside Tal towards the door, noting Dyson's exit:: [23:23] ::goes to a turbolift, flustered and holding the still crying child:: [23:23] ::SAvant spoke in Lauren's ear as she walked, a projected sound for her alone:: You should be careful, Lauren. Romulans have very good hearing. [23:24] I dont care.. ::scoffed loudly again as she entered the turbolift:: [23:24] However, I must warn you, Doctor, that we should avoid any... appearance of impropriety [23:24] She doesnt scare me.. ::sneered:: [23:25] Appearance of impropriety? ::innocent look:: Why, Commander Tal, whatever do you mean? [23:25] If you want to get removed from Coronado or the fleet, then keep that up. She's your senior officer. Be careful, Lauren. [23:25] I dont care! ::folded her arms:: shes just trying to get in his pants. ::took the lift to her quarters:: [23:26] ::blinks, having witnessed the whole thing:: [23:26] ::Savant sighed and let Lauren be:: [23:26] ::smirks:: I really should find some swimwear. [23:26] ::is grateful she cant see the woman anymore for knowing shed knock the woman out:: [23:29] ::shrugs:: Only really necessary if other personnel are present. Senior staff physicals, after all. [23:30] *** Quits: Lauren (~lt_comman@host-66-81-212-91.rev.o1.com) (Quit: Warning: I have an attitude and I know how to use it. (http://www.sillyfun.com)) [23:31] ::smirks and trots out the door and down the corridor to the nearest lift:: [23:31] *> ::follows along, entering the lift:: [23:32] ::The hologram sat up and rubbed her temples:: I'd almost say I have a nervous system, the way this is making me behave. [23:32] ::grin:: Welcome to the human equation Savant. [23:32] <> [23:33] ::she cocked na eyebrow:: But i'm not human. [23:33] *** Alec is now known as McC [23:33] close enough. [23:33] ::nods:: [23:33] *** Velorna is now known as Aggie [23:34] ((done?)) [23:34] <> [23:35] <> [23:35] *Sim End* [23:35] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim's over for this week; time to relax! =-= Three-time winner of UCIP's Bergen Award for excellence in simming!' [23:35] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m [23:35] Good aftersim, all :) [23:36] quite ^_^ [23:36] aye, quite good [23:38] yup ^_^