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Starbase Geneva
Illuminati 2021-12-31
Compiler's Notes:
Geneva Compile 21 - Street Date August 23rd, 2005
Fixed Formatting Errors. Remember, indenting for a new
paragraph might be correct English, but
its not correct ST: Freedom format and isn't needed.
86 pages of compile in total with 66 posts in total.
Total Compile Time 3 hours 33 minutes
The Compile Centicore
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Mission: Illuminati, Day 1 to Day 2
Stardate: 2407.01.04 to 2407.01.05
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Summary of Posts:
Stardate: 2407.01.04
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 2210)
(Starbase Geneva, deck 64, brig, COUNS, Lieutenant(Jg)
Kassia Marta, 2228)
(Starbase Geneva, deck 64, brig, cell area, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 2233)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic Centre - Council Member
Madon - 2300)
(Starbase Geneva, Transporter Room 2, ATAC/ASC Ensign
JG Samantha Chandler - 2306)
(Starbase Geneva, Main Ops, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 2307)
(starbase geneva, transporter room, ACEO Ensign JSG
McLaren, 2308)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 2315)
(Starbase Geneva - Personal Quarters - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 2317)
(Starbase Geneva - Personal Quarters - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 2334)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, ATAC/ASC Ensign
JG Samantha Chandler - 2343)
(Starbase Geneva, outside FO's quarters, ACEO Ensign
SG McLaren, 2351)
(Starbase Geneva - Callahan's Bar Deck 26 - ACMO Lt.
Cmdr. Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 2357)
(Starbase Geneva, Deck 26, Callahan's Bar, ATAC/ASC
Ensign JG Samantha Chandler - 2358)
(Starbase Geneva - Callahan's Bar - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 2359)
Stardate: 2407.01.05
(Starbase Geneva, Deck 26, Callahan's Bar, ATAC/ASC
Ensign JG Samantha Chandler - 0001)
(Starbase Geneva, Deck 26, Callahan's Bar, ATAC ensign
Dorrin Klars- 0002)
(Starbase Geneva - Callahan's Bar - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 0003)
(Starbase Geneva, Deck 26, Callahan's Bar, ATAC/ASC
Ensign JG Samantha Chandler - 0004)
(Starbase Geneva, deck 26, Callahan's bar, ACEO Ensign
SG McLaren, 0005)
(Starbase Geneva - Callahan's Bar - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 0006)
(starbase Geneva, Callahan's Bar, ACEO EnsignSG
McLaren, 0007)
(Starbase Geneva, deck 64, brig, cell area, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 0035)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic Centre - Council Member
Madon - 0320)
(Starbase Geneva - Arboretum - Council Member Madon -
0330)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, EC, Petty Officer
{2nd} Jason Miller, 0631)
(Starbase Geneva, Main Ops, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 0656)
(Starbase Geneva - Medical Center - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 0657)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 0658)
(Starbase Geneva, Security Center, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 0700)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0702)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, Medical Assistant,
Petty Officer {2nd} Victor Dufrane, 0703)
(Starbase Geneva, Security Center, ATAC ensign Dorrin
klars - 0704)
(Starbase Geneva - Medical Center - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 0705)
(Starbase Geneva - Medical Center - FO/TAC/SC -
Lieutenant Paul Casely - 0712)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-07:16)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center- FO/TAC/SC -
Lieutenant {SG} Paul Casely - 0721)
(Starbase Geneva, Engineering Section, EC, Petty
Officer {2nd} Jason Miller, 0801)
(Starbase Geneva, Engineering Section, EC, Petty
Officer {2nd} Jason Miller, 08.06)
(Starbase Geneva- Shuttle Columbia - CMO- Admiral
Gr'iann- 0809)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - Council Member
Madon - 0810)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - FO, Glinn Bokat
- 0822)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - Council Member
Madon - 0823)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - FO, Glinn Bokat
- 0825)
(Starbase Geneva, Engineering Section, EC, Petty
Officer {2nd} Jason Miller, 08.35)
(starbase geneva, Engineering Section, ACEO, Ensign
{SG} Matthew McLaren, 0837)
(Starbase Geneva, Engineering Compartment, EC, Petty
Officer {1st} Marco Jenkins, 0839)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-08:44)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, EC, Petty Officer
{2nd} Jason Miller, 0846)
(Starbase Geneva- Main Medical - CMO- Admiral
Gr'iann- 0850)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-08:53)
(Starbase Geneva-Engineering-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-08:56)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, EC, Petty Officer
{1st} Marco Jenkins, 08.59)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-0902)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, EC, Petty Officer
{1st} Marco Jenkins, 09.03)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-09:06)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-CMO - Admiral Gr'iann
-09:07)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0907)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0909)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-09:12)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0914)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-CMO - Admiral Gr'iann
-0915)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0916)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - Council Member
Madon - 09:30)
(Starbase Geneva - Deck 16 - Medical centre - Council
Member Madon - 09:35)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, Medical Assistant,
Petty Officer {2nd} Victor Dufrane, 0937)
(Starbase Geneva, Security Center, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1100)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1102)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1110)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1111)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1112)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1113)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1114)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1115)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1117)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1247)
(Starbase Geneva, Security Center, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1248)
(Starbase Geneva, Holosuite 1, COUNS, Lieutenant(Jg)
Kassia Marta, 1249)
(starbase Geneva, deck 122, reactor gamma, ACEO Ensign
SG McLaren, 1250)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS/A3O,
Ensign {SG} Brian Rogers, 1256)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie-1257)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-CMO Admiral
Gr'iann-1258)
(Starbase Geneva-Oberservation Lounge-ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie-12:59)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 1300)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS/A3O,
Ensign {SG} Brian Rogers, 1301)
(Starbase Geneva, Briefing Room, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1302)
(Starbase Geneva, Briefing Room, ATAC Ensign Dorrin
Klars- 1303)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 1304)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS/A3O,
Ensign {SG} Brian Rogers, 1305)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie-13:06)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS/A3O,
Ensign {SG} Brian Rogers, 1312)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie-1313)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-CMO Admiral
Gr'iann -1314)
Stardate: 2407.01.04
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 2210)
Kass got up and dressed in the appropriate attire, she
thought, for an interview of a prisoner.
She had never thought of these as an interrogation,
but, as an interview. She hated what others
called interrogation as most of them involved some
kind of violence. Her questioning or interview
never involved violence. She always tried to illicit
information through peaceful means.
Just as she started to walk out, it came to her that
she was not ready to talk to the Security
Officer, Petty Officer 3 class, Dale Allenby. She
walked over to her console and inputted his
name to search who he was and the history of his
family. What she found was interesting indeed
and was surprised that he had been permitted to be
part of the security team. She now also
understood why he would attempt to kill Paul. She shut
down her console and walked out of her
quarters heading for the brig.
(Posted by Frank)
(Starbase Geneva, deck 64, brig, COUNS, Lieutenant(Jg)
Kassia Marta, 2228)
It had been another long ride from Deck 4, where her
quarters was, to the brig on deck 64. When
she went to her office she had only to go to deck 19.
She wished in a way that her office was
closer to the command section, but, then again she was
glad it wasn't at other times.
She entered the Brig to see a guard sitting behind the
desk once again. It brought back the time
she had visited Dean Benford. That encounter had left
her with the feeling that she had lost the
conversation to him and wanted a rematch, so to speak.
"Sir, I am here to interview the prisoner, SO Dale
Allenby by order of the second officer." She
informed him as she stepped up.
(Reply Guard)
"I understand the procedures, I was down her before."
She replied to his statement, "But, I also
know that you have to go through that each time
someone comes to visit a prisoner."
(Reply Guard)
"Thanks and could you keep one of your guards within
ear shot, but, out of sight?" She wanted
someone close just in case something wrong developed.
(Reply Guard)
"That would be fine, thanks" She replied with a smile
then turned to head toward the cell Allenby
was in.
(Posted by Frank)
(Starbase Geneva, deck 64, brig, cell area, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 2233)
Kass walked to where the guard had told her the cell
was for SO Allenby. She stood before the
cell for a moment before turning to sit down in the
chair available. She pulled out her PADD that
had the information on Allenby and reread it without
saying one word to the individual. As she
finished she looked up and observed Allenby and what
he did. She wanted to see his actions and
what they could tell her before saying anything to
him. She decided that if he wanted to say
anything, he would eventually say it. She knew that
Allenby would probably say things to get her
to talk, but, she had trained to ignore things like
that.
She had been sitting there for over two hours and had
not said anything. She moved a bit here and
there to remain comfortable, but, had not said a
thing. She had watched his every move to a fro
in the cell and could tell that he was not at all
comfortable having someone just sit and watch
him.
(Posted by Frank)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic Centre - Council Member
Madon - 2300)
It had been a long, difficult day, but even a cold,
calculating ice queen such as Council Member
Madon with her enhanced symbiotic makeup needed rest
once in a while & the time had now arrived
for her to do just that. Sleep however, was not
something that Madon took lightly for it was
always filled with such things that she would rather
not have to face.
It had always been the same, the dominant parasitic
lifeform that had infested her very being
needed to mrest & recuperate & when it wanted that, or
anything else for that matter, the
Cardassian that once was Sulia Madon could do nothing
but obey.
Gul Damok, had of course by this time left her
quarters. Madon quickly divulged herself of her
clothing as the need for rest came upon her & then she
lay exhausted upon the bed provided &
eventually began to drift into a deep sleep.
These were the times that proved most difficult due to
the fight that would inevitably rage
within her, for when asleep, the parasite would become
dormant & the memories of Madon`s past
life would come flooding through unhindered to torment
her in vain attempts to regain some
modicum of control.
Images of brutality & corruption inhabited her dreams,
the beatings, the subjucation, the horrors
of what it was like to be a young Cardassian female at
the hands of vengeful Bajoran`s intent on
reminding her of what her kind had inflicted upon them
so long ago filled
her mind. Such memories were always too much & the
nightmares inevitably woke her in a state of
panic, just as they had on this particular occasion.
Madon woke with a start.......
(Posted by Alan Reading)
(Starbase Geneva, Transporter Room 2, ATAC/ASC Ensign
JG Samantha Chandler - 2306)
Sam breathed a sigh of relief when she materialized on
the transporter padd of Starbase Geneva.
~What a first day!~ Sam thought as she stepped off the
padd. She watched as a security team and
marines took charge of the prisoners and took them to
the brig.
Sam walked out of the transporter room. She noticed
Dr. Mackenzie waiting for. The two of them
began walking together down the corridor.
"That was nice work back there. I owe you big time,"
Mackenzie said.
"It was nothing. I was just doing my job. I just glad
that you are okay," Sam replied shrugging
it off a bit.
"Yeah, for a minute there I thought I was a goner.
I'm glad we're back home."
"Me too. What a way to start a career," Sam said
"Well, I guess I'll see you around. I'm on my way to
sickbay. I've got to make sure Casely's
alright," Mackenzie said turning to walk away.
"Yeah, I guess," Sam replied.
A few seconds later, she heard Mackenzie call out,
"Hey.....how about a round of drinks later?
It sure wouldn't hurt my morale."
"Mine either. I usually don't drink, but after the way
my day has been, I could really use one,"
Sam answered.
"Alright. I'll meet up with you later. You choose
the time," Mackenzie said.
"Okay. I would like to change clothes and check in at
the Security Center before, though. How
about an hour from now?" Sam suggested.
(Reply Mackenzie)
"See ya then," Sam said.
(Reply Mackenzie, iyw)
Finishing the conversation, Sam walked down the
corridor towards the turbolift and her quarters.
(Posted by Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, Main Ops, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 2307)
"All three teams, Medical, Engineering and Marine
Support are back aboard the station, sir," said
the crewman at Ops. Brian nodded and let out a long
breath. He was extremely nervous, but it had
all worked out.
"Very good... I think we all did good tonight," Brian
said addressing everybody in Ops.
There was a few nods and some "Yes, sirs," from the
various stations around the room. Brian
nodded and went to the replicator, getting a cup of
coffee and a PADD with the station's crew
roster. He would have to start psych evaluations
tomorrow, which was a hard task, and he didn't
look forward to it.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(starbase geneva, transporter room, ACEO Ensign JSG
McLaren, 2308)
Letting out a sigh of relief Matthew stepped off the
platform along with the rest of the away
team. He exited with the others and found a turbolift
to take him back to Casely's quarters.
(Posted by Matt)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 2315)
Sam walked into her quarters. She stripped off her
uniform jacket and just threw it onto the bed.
She sat down on the foot of her bed. She put her head
in her hands and thought about the events
that had transpired during the day. All the emotions
of the day came rushing on her and she was
having a hard time keeping from breaking down.
~Maybe I need to see a counselor.~
(Posted By Esther)
(Starbase Geneva - Personal Quarters - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 2317)
Having just returned to her quarters, she stripped off
her uniform and sat down on the bed. She
couldn't believe what all had conspired earlier that
day, and was relieved she was back on the
starbase.
She hoped Sam didn't think she was an alcoholic, as
she was after all a doctor, she knew the
effects.
Getting up, she went and picked out something to wear
to Callahan's Bar. She'd never been there
before, but decided there was always something new to
try.
She finished getting ready and looked at the
chronometer. It read 23:28. ~Have I been here this
long already?~ She knew that Sam had said an hour, so
she decided she'd have some time to sit
down and talk to her friend back on Earth.
Sitting down at her desk, she activated the computer
and waited until she got a response from her
friend at the other end.
(Posted by Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva - Personal Quarters - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 2334)
Looking at her friend through the computer, they were
in the midst of having a conversation.
"You look like hell....what have you been doing?"
Running a hand through her hair, she said, "Oh
nothing....just out saving the world."
She looked at her friend, who sneered back at her.
"You and you jokes. Ok, now what really
happened?"
Kaitlyn glanced at the chronometer, deciding if she
had time to talk about it or not. Deciding
she might as well, she started telling her friend only
bland details about the mission. She
didn't go into anything in detail since they were
still in the mission currently.
"So...then this idiotic guy starts raving at me with a
scalpel in his hand, telling everyone
he'll cut a 6 inch hole in my neck."
She watched her friend's reaction, then laughed.
"You act like it's nothing!"
"I didn't say it was nothing....it just .....it all
seems distant now that I'm back home." Her
friend was now growing considerably concerned, so she
decided to change the subject.
"On the other hand, the men on this starbase aren't so
bad," she said, grinning.
"Oh you have to tell me about that now!" Her friend
grinned back at her, and Kaitlyn started to
remember the times they used to have together back on
Earth.
"Well first off, I've had two guys after me lately.
Ones and Admiral," her friend was all eyes
after hearing the rank on that, "and the other's an
Ensign. Both guys are just my friends right
now, but I'm keeping my eyes peeled for the Ensign I
think."
Bubbling, her friend wanted details of what they
looked like and so on, so Kaitlyn obliged,
telling her friend the physical description of the
guys.
"I haven't talked to the Admiral lately. He's been on
some kind of mission. For that matter,
the captain and him are both on a mission, and the
captain's ill, leaving the Ensign in charge."
She paused. "It's kind of funny when you think about
it," she said, referring to rank only.
Bright eyes filled the screen as her friend said,
"Hey, maybe I might wanna join Starfleet,"
jokingly.
Kaitlyn laughed and looked at the chronometer. It was
2348. She decided she'd better stop
talking with her friend to meet up with Sam.
"Well I'm gonna jump off here. I'm meeting a friend
in Callahan's Bar after what just happened.
I knew I wasn't going to be able to sleep tonight, so
I thought what the hell?"
"You have fun....and you'd better call me again
sometime and let me know more about those men out
there!"
Laughing, she said, "I will. Mackenzie out." She
tapped her console and the image of her friend
disappeared. She didn't realize how much she missed
her old friend and the times they used to
have together until now.
Getting up, she checked herself over in the mirror,
then walked out the door.
(Posted by Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, ATAC/ASC Ensign
JG Samantha Chandler - 2343)
Sam was so deep in thought that she lost track of
time. When she looked at the chronometer, she
saw the time. She also realized that she was still in
her uniform.
She searched through her bags to find something to
wear. After she picked out an outfit, she
stripped out her uniform and took a quick shower. By
the time that was done, she looked at the
chronometer: 2350.
~Guess I had better get out of here if I want to get
there in time.~
She quickly dressed and walked out of her quarters.
(Posted by Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, outside FO's quarters, ACEO Ensign
SG McLaren, 2351)
Closing the last pannel on the door frame he rubbed
his eyes wearily and stepped into the
quarters. Everything had been cleaned up and back to
normal.
"Good work here people. Take some time off." He said
to the engineering crew.
They did so with several good nights and yes sirs.
(Posted by Matt)
(Starbase Geneva - Callahan's Bar Deck 26 - ACMO Lt.
Cmdr. Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 2357)
Hopping onto one of the barstools, Kaitlyn waited for
Sam to meet her there. She had forgotten
that Sam was an ensign and that this was one of her
first missions, and Kaitlyn felt sad about
that. She hoped she was still feeling well about this
whole thing. A lot of times ensign's
second guessed themselves. ~At least, that's what I
used to do...and sometimes still do!~
She turned around as the doors opened and she spotted
Sam. Kaitlyn waved her arm to let her know
where she was, and waited for her to sit next to her.
(Posted by Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Deck 26, Callahan's Bar, ATAC/ASC
Ensign JG Samantha Chandler - 2358)
Sam walked into Callahan's Bar and looked around for
Mackenzie. She spotted her on one of the
barstools waving to her. Sam walked over to sit next
to her.
"So, you got any suggestions for a good drink," Sam
asked jokingly.
(Posted By Esther)
(Starbase Geneva - Callahan's Bar - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 2359)
As she saw Sam approach her, she noticed how different
she looked. Maybe it was because of the
mission, she didn't know. But then again, this was
her first one, so surely that was why.
"So, you got any suggestions for a good drink," Sam
asked jokingly.
"Your guess is as good as mine," said Kaitlyn, as she
didn't visit too many bars.
As the waiter came around to take their order, she
asked, "What's the special?" Then, changing
her mind, she said,"Never mind that. What do you have
for someone who's just been on a hell of
an away mission that won't sleep well tonight?"
Kaitlyn was tired, but sleep wouldn't come easy.
The bartender smiled and said, "I've got just the
thing....you two ladies hang in there, and I'll
be right back."
Kaitlyn looked over at Sam and shrugged.
<<Reply Chandler>>
"I for one am ready to get this mission over with. I
don't know about you, but having those
Cardassians onboard make me nervous."
<<Reply Chandler>>
"I don't know what it is about them. Just
something.....something doesn't seem to fit right. I
just have a bad feeling."
<<Reply Chandler>>
They continued to chat about their visitors when the
bartender arrived. In front of them he set
down two glasses that were fairly tall with decorative
objects plundered into them.
"Long island iced teas," he said. When the two ladies
were silent, he continued. "Well I assume
the both of you do have duty tomorrow morning?"
Kaitlyn raised her eyebrows, then lowered them.
"You're right, we do."
<<Reply Chandler>>
The bartender smiled, then went back to his duties
helping other customers.
"So what do you think about this place?"
(Posted by: Stacey)
Stardate: 2407.01.05
(Starbase Geneva, Deck 26, Callahan's Bar, ATAC/ASC
Ensign JG Samantha Chandler - 0001)
"Your guess is as good as mine," Kaitlyn said.
Before Sam could reply, the waiter came over to take
their orders.
"What's the special?" Kaitlyn asked and then changed
her mind. "Never mind that. What do you
have for someone who's just been on a hell of an away
mission that won't sleep well tonight?"
The bartender smiled and said, "I've got just the
thing....you two ladies hang in there, and I'll
be right back."
Sam looked at Kaitlyn, who just shrugged. "I guess
it's a surprise," Sam said smiling. "Anything
that will help take my mind off that away mission is
fine by me."
"I for one am ready to get this mission over with. I
don't know about you, but having those
Cardassians onboard make me nervous." Kaitlyn said.
"It makes me wish for the days that I was on the
Raven," Sam replied. "There is something about
the Cardassians that has me worried."
"I don't know what it is about them. Just
something.....something doesn't seem to fit right. I
just have a bad feeling." Kaitlyn said.
"I think everybody is starting to feel that way," Sam
replied.
As they continued their conversation, the bartender
appeared with two tall glasses with
decorative things in it.
Sam looked at the drinks with a raised eyebrow.
"Long island iced teas," he said. When the two ladies
were silent, he continued. "Well I assume
the both of you do have duty tomorrow morning?"
Kaitlyn raised her eyebrows, then lowered them.
"You're right, we do."
Sam smiled and said, "Wouldn't want any problems.
Would we?"
The bartender smiled and went back to work, allowing
them to talk some more.
Sam took a sip of her drink. It was good and helped
relax her a little bit.
"So what do you think about this place?" Kaitlyn asked
her.
Sam looked around the room. "It looks like a great
place," Sam replied. "You know, I haven't met
very many people here on Geneva. Any suggestions of
how to make friends with some of these
people?"
(Posted By Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, Deck 26, Callahan's Bar, ATAC ensign
Dorrin Klars - 0002)
Dorrin walked with a full intent to get drunk. His
thoughts were in a whirl, he simply didn't
know what to do, he wanted to kill Beurform but he
realized something on the ship. Beurform being
killed by Dorrin would ruin Dorrin's career, thus
giving Beurform the last laugh. Confused and a
little depressed Dorrin decided to retreat to an
age-old solace.
He saw mackenzie and Chandler, knowing that he would
need help getting back to his room, he
thought he would join them, ~maybe talking to them
will keep me from getting a hangover~
"You know, I haven't met very many people here on
Geneva. Any suggestions of how to make friends
with some of these people?" he heard Chandler say. He
went to sit next to her, "well," he said
bitterly "that is one question that I will have to get
back to you on, because I still don't
know"
(posted by DanBlack)
(Starbase Geneva - Callahan's Bar - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 0003)
"You know, I haven't met very many people here on
Geneva. Any suggestions of how to make friends
with some of these people?"
Kaitlyn was about to reply when Klars stepped in.
"Well," he said bitterly "that is one question that I
will have to get back to you on, because I
still don't know."
Gesturing to a seat beside the two, she said, "I'm
assuming you're here with the same intentions
we have?"
<<Reply Klars>>
"That's what I thought....after the away mission we
were just on. Have a seat."
<<Reply Klars>>
It was then the three of them sitting in Callahan's
drinking. She then turned to Sam to answer
the question she had.
"I guess it's easier being a doctor because you see
everyone at some point in time. But....,"
she paused and laughed. "Let me introduce you to
Klars here."
She was sure she wasn't drunk yet, but she was being
funny anyhow.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Deck 26, Callahan's Bar, ATAC/ASC
Ensign JG Samantha Chandler - 0004)
Before Kaitlyn could answer her question, Ensign Klars
came up to the two of them. "Well," he
said bitterly "that is one question that I will have
to get back to you on, because I still don't
know" He took a seat next to Sam.
Sam smiled at his comments.
Klars and Mackenzie spoke for a little while. Sam took
that time to look around the bar, letting
her mind drift.
Her mind was brought back to the conversation when
Kaitlyn answered her question, "I guess it's
easier being a doctor because you see everyone at some
point in time. But....," she paused and
laughed. "Let me introduce you to Klars here."
Sam laughed realizing that everyone was starting to
relax and unwind. These people were fast
becoming her friends.
While the three of them were talking, another person
walked up to them. Sam recognized as the
leader of the engineering team that went to the
Montcalm.
"Is this a private party, or can anyone join?" he
asked with a grin, slumping in a chair.
"Hey Matthew.....if I may call you that?" Mackenzie
said.
"Yeh sure. Matt, matthew, whatever comes to mind." He
replied sitting back into his seat.
"So, " Mackenzie said, pausing, "I take it you're here
to relax as best you can like
we are?"
"Yeh, just finnished the repairs on the bomb sites and
am hell tired, but theres no way I'll be
able to sleep so I came here." he answered.
Sam sat there listening to their conservation.
Mackenzie ordered more drinks for them. After the
bartender left Matt turned to Sam.
"I dont believe we've met." he said offering his hand.
"Matt McLaren, nice to meet you."
"Samantha Chandler," Sam said, smiling and taking his
hand. "But most people just call me Sam."
(Posted By Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, deck 26, Callahan's bar, ACEO Ensign
SG McLaren, 0005)
After deciding not to bother with his quarters matthew
headed to Callahan's for a drink. Did he
ever need it.
As he stepped out of the lift he caught a glimps of
his reflection in a nearby monitor.
~God, do i really look that bad.~
He ran his hands through his hair and straightened his
uniform abit.
~Really should've got changed. meh, who cares.~
He walked into the bar and looked around. Clars and
Kaitlyn wer sitting with that new ensign at
the bar so he wandered over. They seemed to be in the
middle of introductions.
"Is this a private party, or cna anyone join?" He
asked with a grin slumping into a chair.
(Posted by Matt)
(Starbase Geneva - Callahan's Bar - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 0006)
"Is this a private party, or can anyone join?" McLaren
asked with a grin slumping into a chair.
"Hey Matthew.....if I may call you that?" Kaitlyn
always felt weird calling people by their
first names....except for Brian. She found herself
feeling comfortable with that.
<<Reply McLaren>>
She was glad he didn't care and was relaxed. Since
two crewmembers besides them were there, she
had a feeling everyone was feeling the same way.
Tired and in need to forget about the away
mission.
"So, " she said, pausing, "I take it you're here to
relax as best you can like we are?"
<<Reply McLaren>>
By the way he looked, he hadn't bothered to change or
anything, and Kaitlyn didn't really care.
She herself thought about coming the same way, but she
was after all female, and liked clothes.
Waving the bartender towards them, she asked, "Can I
get a few drinks for my friends here? And
I'll take another special you might have up your
sleeve."
The bartender grinned, and said, "Sure thing." After
that, he was on his way making more drinks
for the ones who just arrived.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(starbase Geneva, Callahan's Bar, ACEO EnsignSG
McLaren, 0007)
"Hey Matthew.....if I may call you that?" Kaitlyn
asked.
"Yehsure.Matt,matthew, whatever comes to mind." He
replied sitting back into his seat.
"So, " she said, pausing, "I take it you're here to
relax as best you can like
we are?"
Matthew nodded."Yeh, just finnished the repairs on the
bomb sites and am hell tired, but theres
no way i'll be able to sleep so i came here."
She waved over the bar tenderand ordered some more
drinks.
When he left matthew started up the conversation again
looking over to Sam.
"I dont believe we've met." he said offering his hand.
"Matt McLaren, nice to meet you." He said.
(Posted by Matt)
(Starbase Geneva, deck 64, brig, cell area, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 0035)
Finally, She slowly leaned forward, bracing her elbows
on her knees as she steepled her fingers.
For a moment she continues to gaze at Allenby. Then
She shakes her head breaking contact as she
looks down to the deck at her feet. Without lifting
her head, in a voice laced with melancholy,
she states, "Your actions would not have brought him
back."
(Posted by Frank)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic Centre - Council Member
Madon - 0320)
Lying upon the bed, Madon took a deep breath & then,
as the parasite awoke & began to take hold
of all that she now was, she began to return to some
sort of normality. Without even really
thinking about it, she swung herself from the bed &
then she dressed once again.
Outside in the coridoor, Madon walked alone down
towards one of the turbolifts gracing the
diplomatic level in which her quarters were situated.
The moment the doors had closed, she
requested a deck that could offer recreation or some
other mundane distraction.
The computer offered her numerous choices as it reeled
them off in quick succession.
[Deck 65 is the recreational deck of the Geneva
station, in it you will find our gymnasium, a
swimming pool & many other recreational facilities
designed to relieve the stress of a busy day]
Madon sighed outloud.
"Stop", she said in a sudden, rather annoyed tone of
voice. "I want somewhere where I can relax &
perhaps enjoy the company of my own kind", she added
abruptly, knowing of course that her own
`Kind`, as she put it was now nowhere to be found
other than in the quarters of those which she
had boarded the station with.
The computer then chirped in again....
[Holodecks twenty one through to forty are available
on deck 68, if you wish to partake in one of
these facilities I can direct you towards them, please
follow the direction pulse to locate the
holodecks if you require their use]
Madon sighed again, obviously annoyed now by the
mechanical voice issuing forth from the computer
panel in the turbolift.
"Forget it", she said, "Just take me to a place where
I can sit & think undisturbed", she added,
at which point the computer offered it`s suggestons
once again.
[The Arboretum is located on deck fifty one]
"Go there", said Madon abruptly, & the turbolift began
it`s journey towards the selected
destination.
(Posted by Alan Reading)
(Starbase Geneva - Arboretum - Council Member Madon -
0330)
Once she had arrived in the Arboretum, Madon paused
briefly to look around at the lush vegetation
& thegently sloping areas of grass that were
displayed, before her as her brow furrowed in a
confused manner.
Memories from her past resurfaced from somewhere
within, it all reminded her of something but she
could`nt quite put her finger on what it was as she
moved slowly forwards to sit upon one of the
descrete benches therein.
For a moment, she just took in the aura of the place,
the calm, the feeling of tranquility. It
really was quite beautiful but the thought of it all
soon began to feel alien & harsh. Madon
closed her eyes, ~what is this~, she thought.
Of course what she was actually feeling was a long
distant memory of an area on Bajor she had
fallen in love with as a small child, she had gone
there to relax & meditate & make contact with
something she had always considered beyond her at that
point. The place had been her refuge, her
escape from the horrors of her childhood, her
normality.
The parasite within her however would of course not
allow such thoughts to encroach in such a
manner as they now were & it snapped her violently
away from it.
Madon stood suddenly, the cold parasitic lifeform
enforcing it`s will once again, she held her
hands to her head, closing her eyes tightly in
responce to the pain inside. Then slowly, her
expression softened once again as the parasite took
control.
She had a mission & that mission was her driving
force, the mission would succeed at all costs,
it was undeniable.
Madon lowered her hands to her side & then she walked
from the Arboretum, her mind clear once
again of the duties assigned to her as she walked
towards the turbolift from whence she had came.
(Posted by Alan Reading)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, EC, Petty Officer
{2nd} Jason Miller, 0631)
Jason got up from the night before and put his hands
threw his messy hair. He really hated his
job, but what else could he do? He got up and slowly
walked into the bathroom. After a sonic
shower and putting on his uniform, he filed out of his
quarters.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, Main Ops, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 0656)
Brian sat waiting, barely staying awake from the night
shift, and the excitment from last night's
encounter with the enemy ship. Brian saw that the day
shift team was beginning to file into Ops
and before he handed over control he tapped his comm
badge.
"Rogers to all senior staff. I'm going to call a staff
meeting at... 1300 to discuss what
happened last night, and our plans with the
Cardassians. Dr. Mackenzie, please have your research
on Cardassian biology and a short report of what
happened on board the USS Montcalm, and a update
on Lt. Casely's status would be nice too. Mr. Klars
and Mr. Chandler, prepare a short briefing on
how your investigation is going for the bombings on
the station yesterday. Mr. McLaren, please
get ready to tell us about how the repairs are coming
on the station. Counselor Marta, I you
should be busy with crew psych evaluations so I will
exempt you from the meeting. Any questions?"
Brian asked.
(reply Mackeznie, Klars, Chandler, McLaren, Marta,
any)
"Rogers out," Brian said before walking out of Ops.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva - Medical Center - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 0657)
As Kaitlyn arrived in the medical center, she abruptly
went up to Lt. Casely's biobed and
examined the vital sign readings. She questioned the
night shift nurse who had been watching
over him, then relieved her of her duty shift.
"Alright Lt., how are things this morning?" She
didn't expect for Casely to be any better than
he was the night before since he was so frustrated
from not being able to talk.
<<Reply Casely>>
He still clutched the PADD he was currently using to
write messages with.
"Well night shift says everything is going okay with
you, mind the problem you're still having at
the moment." Looking at him, she could tell he wanted
details about the away mission.
Sighing, she said, "Yes, we're all alright. The away
mission didn't go exactly as planned, but
we had the outcome we wanted. Both Barns and Beurform
are in the brig."
<<Reply Casely>>
She was in the middle of scanning him, then she said,
"Computer, transfer all available data to
my computer." She then looked at Casely and said,
"I'll be right back."
Going into her office, she sat down and looked at the
information that displayed itself on her
computer. As she scrolled through it, her computer
beeped, letting her know she had a message.
She tapped on a button the play the message.
"Rogers to all senior staff. I'm going to call a staff
meeting at... 1300 to discuss what
happened last night, and our plans with the
Cardassians. Dr. Mackenzie, please have your research
on Cardassian biology and a short report of what
happened on board the USS Montcalm, and a update
on Lt. Casely's status would be nice too. Mr. Klars
and Mr. Chandler, prepare a short briefing on
how your investigation is going for the bombings on
the station yesterday. Mr. McLaren, please
get ready to tell us about how the repairs are coming
on the station. Counselor Marta, I you
should be busy with crew psych evaluations so I will
exempt you from the meeting. Any questions?"
Brian asked.
Mackenzie had none, and started working on Casely's
problem and the expected reports she was to
have completed.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 0658)
It had been a very long night for Kass, spending time
with Allenby and observing how he was. She
had gotten some information, but, she was not so sure
that it was what command really wanted. She
had gotten that Allenby knew or worked with Benford.
Allenby had not been overly happy with a
Trill coming to see him. Allenby had the same attitude
toward her as Benford had when she
confronted him. The only problem she could not prove
any of what she knew. Since she had run up
against a wall, she finally decided to give it a rest.
So, late in the morning she left to get
some sleep before her shift was to begin.
She had not been asleep for very long before the comm
channel in her room chirped with an
incoming message. Groggly, she reached over to hit the
key to release the message only to hear
Brian's voice.
=/\=Rogers to all senior staff. I'm going to call a
staff meeting at... 1300 to discuss what
happened last night, and our plans with the
Cardassians. Dr. Mackenzie, please have your research
on Cardassian biology and a short report of what
happened onboard the USS Montcalm, and a update
on Lt. Casely's status would be nice too. Mr. Klars
and Mr. Chandler, prepare a short briefing on
how your investigation is going for the bombings on
the station yesterday. Mr. McLaren, please
get ready to tell us about how the repairs are coming
on the station. Counselor Marta, I you
should be busy with crew psych evaluations so I will
exempt you from the meeting. Any questions?
=/\=
Kass could not understand what was going on, there was
no mention of the interview that she had
spent most of the night conducting. As it was ordered
by Brian, it seemed odd that he did not
want her to report on her findings if there were any.
As he well knew, psych evals could be done
anytime. Something did not sit well, but, he was the
current man in charge, so, she would do as
he ordered and check in with him later. She just cut
the channel and went back to sleep, she
wanted a few more hours.
(posted by Frank)
(Starbase Geneva, Security Center, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 0700)
Sam sat at her desk in the Security Center pouring
through the evidence that had been collected.
Her third cup of coffee sat on the desk in front of
her. She was starting to regret the drinks
she had consumed several hours earlier.
~Now I remember the reason I don't usually drink,~ Sam
thought as she took a sip of her coffee.
=^=Rogers to all senior staff. I'm going to call a
staff meeting at... 1300 to discuss what
happened last night, and our plans with the
Cardassians. Dr. Mackenzie, please have your research
on Cardassian biology and a short report of what
happened on board the USS Montcalm, and a update
on Lt. Casely's status would be nice too. Mr. Klars
and Mr. Chandler, prepare a short briefing on
how your investigation is going for the bombings on
the station yesterday. Mr. McLaren, please
get ready to tell us about how the repairs are coming
on the station. Counselor Marta, I you
should be busy with crew psych evaluations so I will
exempt you from the meeting. Any questions?
=^= came through on the comm.
Sam didn't have any at that time so she just made a
mental note about the meeting and got back to
work. She would wait for Klars before creating the
report.
(Posted by Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0702)
Brian walked into his room and fell over on his bed.
He was tired since he didn't get any sleep
the night before, then being woken by the bombing, and
now having the shift. He orded the
computer to wake him at 1200, so he could have time to
get ready...
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, Medical Assistant,
Petty Officer {2nd} Victor Dufrane, 07.03)
Dufrane walked into the medical center and saw that
Dr. Mackenzie was sitting working on a
report.
"Hello, doctor. Is their any improvement with Lt.
Casely?"
(reply Mackenzie)
"I see." After that, Dufrane walked over to a bench
and sat down and waited for somebody to come
into the medical center.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, Security Center, ATAC ensign Dorrin
klars - 0704)
Dorrin held his head in his hands. He had abruptly
remebered the side affect of drinking when he
woke up just an hour earlier. A quick glance over at
Chandler told him she was suffering as well,
though not as much, he was on his fith coffee when she
was on her second.
Not that the coffee helped his headache too much,
Dorrin decided that if ever he had enough spare
time on his hands, he would find a cure for hangovers
once and for all.Still he didn't regret
very much, because for a time his mind was taken off
one particular prisoner in the brig.
Abruptly he heard Rogers voice.
=^=Rogers to all senior staff. I'm going to call a
staff meeting at... 1300 to discuss what
happened last night, and our plans with the
Cardassians. Dr. Mackenzie, please have your research
on Cardassian biology and a short report of what
happened on board the USS Montcalm, and a update
on Lt. Casely's status would be nice too. Mr. Klars
and Mr. Chandler, prepare a short briefing on
how your investigation is going for the bombings on
the station yesterday. Mr. McLaren, please
get ready to tell us about how the repairs are coming
on the station. Counselor Marta, I you
should be busy with crew psych evaluations so I will
exempt you from the meeting. Any questions?
=^=
Dorrin's head came down, ~Rogers I hate yoou so very
much~ then wearily he got too work.
(posted by Dan Black)
(Starbase Geneva - Medical Center - ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie - 0705)
Feeling the side effects of her drinking the night
before, Kaitlyn was glad she at least got some
sleep. The side effects weren't really effecting her
duty, but just made her tired.
As she concentrated on her reports and the medical
data on Casely, she looked up to see one of
her medical assistants in the doorway to her office.
"Hello, doctor. Is their any improvement with Lt.
Casely?"
She put her report aside for a moment, then said, "His
physical injuries have improved, but as
far as his speech center is concerned, it may take
some time."
"I see."
Kaitlyn watched as Dufrane simply walked away, and sat
down on a bench. ~That was odd,~ she
thought and narrowed her eyes. ~Why would he just be
sitting there? There are other duties
around here he could perform.~ Not only that, but she
noticed he wasn't acting like himself.
Sighing, she decided maybe it was her lack of sleep in
combined with the reports she was trying
to ready for Rogers. ~Rogers.....~ Her thoughts
almost started to drift before she quickly
pulled herself back to the PADD she had been working
on.
As she finished up on the report, she glanced back at
the information on her computer. Since her
day was open until 1300, she decided to do Casely's
surgery around 0800. That would give him
more time to recooperate. She just wondered if
Dufrane would be working with her on this or not.
She was the ACMO and could control who she wanted
where. But she wasn't sure if his concern for
Casely was genuine or not.
(Posted by Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva - Medical Center - FO/TAC/SC -
Lieutenant Paul Casely - 0712)
Paul could hear Kaitlyn talk to a nurse about his
condition. He felt relatively fit other than
his speech and he knew that was keeping him from
active duty. Paul also knew that being out of
active rotation at the time when the Cardassians were
on board was bad for business to say the
least. He reached over and grabbed a PADD and started
tapping.
"Doctor, please get McLaren up here. We may have to
find a temporary technological solution to my
'problem'," wrote Paul.
(Reply Mackenzie)
Paul continued to tap out his messages, "If you can
get him to construct some sort of device that
works in a similar fashion as his visor, but with my
vocal chords I might have something to get
me through until I recover completely."
(Reply Mackenzie)
"You'll have to help him too. He'll need your
expertise with human biology," tapped Paul.
(Posted by Jeff Bergeron)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-07:16)
As Kaitlyn assessed Paul's vitals, she saw him begin
to type something on the PADD he held.
"Doctor, please get McLaren up here. We may have to
find a temporary
technological solution to my 'problem'," wrote Paul.
She thought, then responded. "Are you sure? I was
going to do exploratory sugery today."
"If you can get him to construct some sort of device
that works in a similar fashion as his
visor, but with my vocal chords I might have something
to get me through until I recover
completely."
It was clear that Paul wanted her to get him back on
his feet again, and soon.
"You'll have to help him too. He'll need your
expertise with human biology,"
tapped Paul.
"Are you sure? I could find a solution to your
problem through the surgery."
<<Reply Casely>>
She knew he could be a stubborn man, and knew inside
that this was going to be one of those
times.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center- FO/TAC/SC -
Lieutenant {SG} Paul Casely - 0721)
Paul knew that he had several Cardassians on board and
little time to fool around. He was certain
that Rogers was doing a good job, but his training
wasn't complete. It wasn't convenient to be
laid up, to say the least.
"Are you sure? I could find a solution to your problem
through the surgery."
"Doctor, I understand what you're saying, but if the
surgery can wait for now and we can get me
back on my feet immediately, it would be best. I'm
also not overly keen on having people cut me
up, to be honest. Is there any chance that this could
heal on it's own over time?" tapped Paul.
Paul then sat back and waited for the reply. He knew
that doctors could be exceedingly stubborn
in cases like this and guessed that Mackenzie was no
exception.
(Posted by Jeff Bergeron)
(Starbase Geneva, Engineering Section, EC, Petty
Officer {2nd} Jason Miller, 0801)
Jason walked into the section of the station where all
the systems that kept the station running
were located. He walked over to his commanding officer
for the day, a young Ensign, and started
talking to him.
"Where am I working today, sir?" Miller asked.
"You're working with Jenkins in Section 11. We're
upgrading the security sensors," he said.
Miller nodded and walked off.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, Engineering Section, EC, Petty
Officer {2nd} Jason Miller, 08.06)
Miller walked into Section 11 and saw that Crewman
Jenkins was already working here.
"Hey Miller... I hear you think you're better than us
'cuz you get to work with the officers,
eh?" Jenkins asked. Jenkins was roughy 6'5" tall and
very rude.
"Its not like that, I just..." Before Jason could
finish, Jenkins grabbed Miller around the
uniform and threw him into the bulkhead. Miller's head
hit agasint the wall, and blood poured out
of his ear. Jenkin then dropped Miller's small body to
the ground, and turned away.
"I'll be at the one of the taverns. Have fun upgrading
the sensors," Jenkins said with a evil
grin before walking off. Miller let out a long sigh.
~At least he won't bother me while he's
away.~ Jaosn thought before opening the engineering
kit and begining work on the sensor systems.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva- Shuttle Columbia - CMO- Admiral
Gr'iann- 0809)
Gr'iann was happy to be returning to geneva. He
hateed the idea of having to leave, but he had
to take care of his "condition." It was getting
increadingly difficult to control himself,
especially around Kaitlyn. His hormones still raged
every time she had been close. Fortunately
he had been able to seek the "treatment" he needed, at
Pheonix Spacedock, from a female Cait in a
similar condition.
The ordeal of his "Season" was finally over, and it
was a bitter/sweet relief. After several
tests he was certain that it was his final. He had
reached the age of maturity to which there
were no more seasons. It was always a sad time to
realize your own mortality, never more so than
when you realize that you have no cubs to carry on
your line. Such was the life he had chosen,
joining Starfleet.
The computer of the shuttle beeped, indicating he was
in hailing range of the station. Taking a
deep breath, and suddenly realizing that he was going
to have to face the others, including
Kaitlyn Mackenzie, he tapped the comm channel.
"Starrbase Geneva, this is Shuttle Colummbia on
approach."
=^=You are in senor range Columbia. Welcome back
Admiral.=^=
Gr'iann nodded at the person on his view screen. he
didn't recognize them and realized it was
the first time he hadn't seen Yalrath there. His
curiosity kicked in and the hairs on the back
of his neck raised.
"Ensign," he said, "can you put mme thrrough to
Captain Arrriana?"
=^=Sorry Admiral, the captain in incomunicado at the
moment.=^=
"Still!" Gr'iann sounded surprised. What ever was
going on there, it had to be big. "Then put
mme thrrough to Lt. Casely."
The ensign shook his head. =^= Lt. Casely is in Main
Medical and cannot be reached.=^=
~What the hell has been going on over there.~ "In
mmedical. Is he alrright?"
=^=I don't want to say much over an unsecure channel
sir, but there has been an incident and Lt.
Casely was injured.=^=
"Exactly who is in charrge overr therre?" he asked,
feeling a little exasperated.
=^=Ensign Rogers, sir.=^=
~By the gods.~ "Inform Mmrr. Rrogerrs that I will be
arrriving soon, and will want to mmeet with
himm as soon as he is able. I'll stop by Mmedical
firrst."
=^=Aye sir.=^=
"Columbia out." Gr'iann closed the channel and put a
little more power to the engines. He
needed to find out what was going on. And what was
the incident? This did not sound good. Damn
his hormones. He should never have left.
(Posted by Al Muir)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - Council Member
Madon - 08:10)
Council Member Madon was awake now & seated at the
table in her quarters, the previous night had
been as restless as they always had been & Madon
wished that for once, she would be able to sleep
a little better.
On the table was the usual glass of Rokassa which
seemed to be almost in perpetual supply aboard
the station, & a plate of Sem`hal stew which although
most popular with Cardassians, didn`t whet
Madon`s appetite in the slightest.
~No doubt they can`t wait to get rid of this stuff~
she thought as she sipped from the glass &
poked at the stew with the utensils provided. Damok
was right, how anyone could enjoy this was
beyond her & Bokat`s suggestions of linking up some
kind of replicator through the Cardassian
ship was beginning to look more viable by the minute.
Madon put the glass down & then after activating the
jamming device in the room, she initiated a
closed & scrambled communication with Glinn Bokat in
his quarters.
For security reasons, she spoke only briefly when he
acknowledged the call, it wasn`t wise to
remain in communication for too long as there was
always the possibility that an overzealous
crewman might perform a routine scan for covert
transmissions within the station & intercept
them.
Madon had simply requested his presence & Bokat had
only affirmed that he would be with her as
soon as he was able, which turned out to be about 10
minutes later.
"Glinn Bokat", said Madon as he walked into her
quarters, "I trust you have been busy", she
added, knowing of course that the somewhat workaholic
First officer would have been up from the
early hours attempting to find out more information on
Geneva`s inhabitants.
(Reply Bokat)
"We must move at a quicker pace than we are presently
but we must also try our utmost not to
alert anyone by doing so", said Madon as she casually
pushed away the plate in front of her.
"Your right Bokat, this food is revolting", she said,
"perhaps we can nourish ourselves today on
board the Reklar", she added, standing up to stretch
her legs.
"Is there any news on Tamin?", said Madon, "do we have
any idea where he is at all".
(Reply Bokat)
"He will not be able to function well in this
environment, Obsidian order operatives are
prevented from having military equipment as you know,
but Tamin is resourceful, he will adapt to
what he has so we must be ready for whenever he shows
up", said Madon.
(Posted by Alan Reading)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - FO, Glinn Bokat
- 0822)
Bokat arrived in the Councilors quarters a short time
ofter her transmitted summons and stood
before the table on which was set the almost inedible
food, Madon certainly seemed displeased
with it.
"Glinn Bokat I trust you have been busy." She growled
as he walked in.
"Of course Councilor." He said. "There is too much to
be done to be idly whiling away the time."
She was not enthused at his pace so far however. "We
must move at a quicker pace than we are
presently but we must also try our utmost not to alert
anyone by doing so", said Madon as she
pushed away the plate of food.
"And how am I to push the pace forward Councilor?" He
said sharply. "I am to meet a known
insurrectionist who is therefore being watched and I
must do so surreptitiously which means it
must be done in secret, hurrying my agenda means the
possibility of exposure." He shrugged. "It
will take as long as it takes." He noted the
displeasure she was showing the food. "Is there a
problem?"
"Your right Bokat, this food is revolting", she said,
"perhaps we can nourish ourselves today on
board the Reklar", she added, standing up. "Is there
any news on Tamin?", said Madon, "do we have
any idea where he is at all".
"Glinn Tamin has disappeared since two days out in the
voyage Councilor." Bokat said slowly.
"And he has not yet surfaced."
"He will not be able to function well in this
environment, Obsidian order operatives are
prevented from having military equipment as you know,
but Tamin is resourceful, he will adapt to
what he has so we must be ready for whenever he shows
up", Madon siad thoughtfully.
"Military equipment or not he is still a danger to our
plans." Bokat said as he walked to the
near wall and surveyed the artwork on it. "He might
make another try at us soon through a third
party and there is always the possibility he might try
to expose us to the stations personnel."
(Reply: Madon)
Bokat shook his head negatively. "There is no threat
of him knowing exactly who and what we are
but he had become suspicious of our motives. The
methods of the Obsidian Order under such
circumstances are clouded, it is hard to read his
intent. It would be childishly simple of course
if he would come after us himself."
(Reply: Madon)
Bokat nodded. "Of course, if I come across his trail I
will hunt him down like a Slith K'silk and
destroy him." He cracked his knuckles with a frown.
(Posted by Charles)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - Council Member
Madon - 0823)
Glinn Bokat seemed his usual efficient self when he
arrived in Madon`s quarters this morning, she
had been correct in her assumption that he had been
hard at work tracking down leads, an
assumption borne out by the fact that he had now
arranged to meet with someone on the station
later in the day.
"Exercise care when you meet this person Bokat", said
Madon, almost appearing as if she were
concerned for her colleagues welfare. Of course, her
main concern though was for the mission.
That was indeed a given fact.
The talk then went on to Tamin & his role in their
mission, Madon was obviously concerned by his,
`fly in the ointment` tactics but she wasn`t going to
allow him to ruin their plans, that was for
sure.
"Military equipment or not he is still a danger to our
plans." said Bokat as he walked to the
near wall and surveyed the artwork upon it, a remnant
taste from his former Cardassian life
perhaps.
"He might make another try at us soon through a third
party and there is always the possibility
he might try to expose us to the stations personnel.",
said Bokat still admiring the art as he
spoke.
Madon paused in thought at Bokat`s words.
"I am certain he knows nothing of our mission", said
Madon, turning to look up to Glinn Bokat as
she spoke.
Bokat shook his head negatively. "There is no threat
of him knowing exactly who and what we are
but he had become suspicious of our motives. The
methods of the Obsidian Order under such
circumstances are clouded, it is hard to read his
intent. It would be childishly simple of course
if he would come after us himself."
Madon agreed. "Not his style at all I think", she
added. "We must be aware that he might surface
at anytime though, it might be neccesary to eliminate
him the first chance we get".
Bokat nodded. "Of course, if I come across his trail I
will hunt him down like a Slith K'silk and
destroy him." He cracked his knuckles with a frown.
"That`s one thing I have always liked about you
Bokat", said Madon with a smile, "Such a ruthless
& eficient Cardassian you are"
(Reply Bokat, IYW)
"I will need to check on our man in medical shortly, I
will trust you to report back as soon as
you know more of this contact of yours", said Madon,
"Or any other development of course", she
added.
Glinn Bokat simply nodded & then left Madon to carry
out his intended plan.
(Posted by Alan Reading)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - FO, Glinn Bokat
- 0825)
"That`s one thing I have always liked about you
Bokat", Councilor Madon said with a smile, "Such
a ruthless & eficient Cardassian you are"
Bokat let a glimmer of humor show through his eyes at
the compliment but then throttled it as he
turned more fully to Madon and came to within just a
few feet of her. To emphasize his point he
leaned down slightly. "There is one other thing we can
do to take care of Tamin that will cause
us the least amount of effort as well as him the
greatest amount of trouble should he decide to
take his concerns to the officers of this station."
(Reply: Madon if you want)
"Quite simple." Bokat did smile now. "We should have
it leaked to the commanding officers that we
know Tamin to be of the Obsidian order and suspect him
of plotting an attempt to derail the peace
efforts we are working so hard to solidify. I prefer
to be proactive rather than reactive as it
tends to be far more efficient. I have set up the
meeting tonight with my contact, if all goes
well we should be far on our way to infiltrate any
attempts he might make against us. You
mentioned the one you took to be of the proper
security clearance, I hope he is worth the
trouble." With that he let his face harden again in
his disappointment their plans had gone awry
in that area.
"I will need to check on our man in medical shortly, I
will trust you to report back as soon as
you know more of this contact of yours", said Madon,
"Or any other development of course", she
added.
Bokat nooded simply and turned for the door, in
another eleven hours he should know something
concrete.
(Posted by Charles)
(Starbase Geneva, Engineering Section, EC, Petty
Officer {2nd} Jason Miller, 08.35)
Jason had been working diligently while he used a
laser cutter to cut away some panelling around
the main data bust that transferred the security
sensor data to Main Ops. The access panel had
been accidentled sealed, and no body reported it,
which meant more work for Miller has he had to
cut away the old panel. Suddenly, he heard the door
open behind him and he was pushed forward.
His head hitting the panel and a large bruse appearing
on his forehead. Worst off, accidently
brought the laser cutter across his hand, cutting a
deep and long hole in the back of his head.
"Oh... looks like your a little cumsy, Miller,"
Jenkins said behind him, laughing. Miller stood
up and put his head down.
"I'm going to the medical center," Miller said walking
out the door with his head down.
"Oh, leaving the job site? Chief Rourke and Ensign
McLaren won't like that!" Jenkins said,
laughing has Miller walked out.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(starbase geneva, Engineering Section, ACEO, Ensign
{SG} Matthew McLaren, 0837)
Matthew Had a bit of a headache from the night before
and wasn't in a very good mood atall. He
had only got 45 minutes sleep and then he was back on
duty, so when he heard a commotion in the
next room he threw down his tools and stormed towards
the sound. He picked up what appeard to be
a fight in progress.
"Oh... looks like your a little cumsy, Miller," A man
said. He recognised the voice of Jason.
"I'm going to the medical center," Miller said walking
out the door with his head down.
Matthew tried to get his attention as he walked past
but he was too distressed. This only made
Matthew angryer and he stormed into the room where
Jason had been working.
"Oh, leaving the job site? Chief Rourke and Ensign
McLaren won't like that!" The man said as
matthew stepped into the doorway.
"The only thing i don't like at the moment is you." He
yelled at the crewmen who vissibly cowered
back as McLaren loomed over him.
"What the hell do you think your doing!" He yelled.
(posted by Matt)
(Starbase Geneva, Engineering Compartment, EC, Petty
Officer {1st} Marco Jenkins, 0839)
Jenkins smiled to himself has the skinny werido Miller
wandered out of the room, but then he
heard McLaren's voice behind him.
"The only thing I don't like at the moment is you."
Jenkins backed up. "Sir... I... we just... you know
Miller, he's a big joker. We play..."
He was interrupted by McLaren again, "What the hell do
you think your doing!"
"Sir, I don't... I just wanted to..."
Just then Dr. Mackenzie walked in.
"I'd very much like to see Jenkins in my medical
center... right now!" Mackenzie demanded.
Jenkins put his head down. This was just a bit of
playful teasing... ~Miller is going to pay!~
After McLaren allowed, they left for Sickbay.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, EC, Petty Officer
{2nd} Jason Miller, 08.42)
Miller walked in and found Dr. Mackenzie.
"E...Excuse me, Lt. Commander. I... I was working and
I accidently hurt hit my ear..." Miller
pointed to the blood coming out of his ear.
"...then hit my head..." he said, pointing to the
large bruse on his forehead, "...then I cut my
hand. Can you help me, if you... you have time?"
Miller asked showing her the cut on his hand.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-08:44)
As Kaitlyn now sat working on the Cardassian
physiology, she heard the swish of the doors open
and looked up. In a way she hoped it was a
distraction to get her out of reports, but she also
hoped no one was hurt as well.
She stood up and stretched, then walked up to the
crewman who had entered. She recognized him
from the meeting at realized she'd seen him several
times in engineering and with Rogers.
"E...Excuse me, Lt. Commander. I... I was working and
I accidently hurt hit my ear..."
She was about to say something, when the crewman
continued.
"...then hit my head..." he said, pointing to the
large bruse on his forehead, "...then I cut my
hand. Can you help me, if you... you have time?"
Her smile suddenly faded, but she tried to reassure
him.
"Sure. Have a seat on biobed 3 and I'll be right
back." As Kaitlyn went to grab her tricorder,
dozens of thoughts raced through her mind. She'd
recognized this sort of behavior before.
Timid, shy, stammering ....not to mention how someone
could 'accidentally' injure themselves so
badly and no one else in engineering be hurt.
Coming back, she opened the tricorder and scanned him.
It read that he had a contusion on his
head, a lacarated palm and a punctured ear. Though
the wounds were in different places, Kaitlyn
knew this wasn't no accident. Someone had to have
done this. There had to be force exerted at
the person to create such happenings. One just didn't
.....run into something like a bulkhead
and create this.
"Alright Jason.....I can fix you right up." She
grabbed a hypospray with an analgesic in it to
help with the pain. As she went to administer it to
him, he flinched away from her.
"It's ok, this is just for the pain." All the warning
signs were there, and she knew she would
have to get a counsellor in on this after she
discharged him.
Fixing his wounds weren't the hard part. The hard
part was trying to figure out how she could
get him to open up to her....or if he even would.
Deciding to give it a try, she said quietly,
"Jason....who did this to you?"
<<Reply Miller>>
At first she noticed his apprehension to tell her.
"I'll be alright. Just let me know who did this to
you and I'll make sure it won't happen again
."
<<Reply Miller>>
He finally decided to open up a bit, and he told her
the name. ~Jenkins....Jenkins.....oh yes.
The stubborn brat of engineering who drinks his life
away 24/7.~
Her thoughts drifted, then she shook her head and
looked at Miller. "Ok, you're free to go, but
....I'm going to relieve you of duty for the first
half of your shift. I believe I have some
work to accomplish down in engineering."
<<Reply Miller>>
They both walked out of the medical center together,
then went separate directions.
(Posted by Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, EC, Petty Officer
{2nd} Jason Miller, 0846)
Miller was sitting on the biobed when Dr. Mackenzie
walked over.
"Alright Jason... I can fix you right up." She said
moving into to inject him, but he backed
away, "It's ok, this is just for the pain." She said.
Miller nodded and let her inject him. When she was
done, she asked, "Jason... who did this to
you?"
"I told you, it was an accident, Commander," Jason
sad.
After a short pause, "I'll be alright. Just let me
know who did this to you and I'll make sure
it won't happen again."
Jason put his head down and muttered, "Jenkins... it
was Crewman Jenkins..."
"Ok, you're free to go, but... I'm going to relieve
you of duty for the first half of your shift.
I believe I have some work to accomplish down in
engineering," Dr. Mackenzie said.
"Yes, doctor," Jason put his head down and walked out,
worried what would happen to him if
Jenkins ever got out the brig.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva- Main Medical - CMO- Admiral
Gr'iann- 0850)
After landing his shuttle Gr'iann ignored the plethora
of crewmen that asked him post flight
questions. He had ordered them to secure his shuttle
and contact him in medical if there was any
problems. He ran to the turbo lift and then into the
medical center. Brushing past the rest of
the staff, who were calling out welcomes, he made his
way first to Casely's bed.
He looked up at the biobed's readings, and noted that
his life signs were stable. He appeared to
be in a small amount of pain that was being caused by
a broken femur, that had to be surgically
repaired. But there was something else there that he
couldn't put a finger on it. He finally
looked down into Paul Casely's face and could see him
looking up at him.
Instantly his face broke into a toothy smile and his
bedside manner took hold. "Well, well,
well, Lieutenant, it looks like I can't get away forr
a few days without you getting yourrself
into somme kind of trrouble."
(reply Casely)
Gr'iann put a gentle paw on Casely's shoulder and
nodded. "Just rrelax Paul, I'll find out
what's going on."
He turned and found Kaitlyn treating an engineer. As
the man left Gr'iann stalked up behind the
ACMO. "Kaitlyn, what's been going on around herre?
What happened to Paul?" He shook himself
and took a breath. "I'm sorry. Lt. Commmanderr, give
mme a full rreporrt of the situation
herre."
(posted by Al Muir)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-08:53)
She watched as Ensign Miller left, sure that what he
was facing was embarassment enough to have
to go through what he was. As she was about to charge
her way to engineering, someone put a
hand....~Paw~ on her shoulder.
"Admiral! It's great to see you again!" She could
sense he was just as happy to see her too.
"Kaitlyn, what's been going on around herre? What
happened to Paul?" He shook himself and took
a breath. "I'm sorry. Lt. Commmanderr, give mme a
full rreporrt of the situation herre."
"Of coarse," she said, as she let her anger subside
for the moment. As they went into a secluded
part where they could talk freely, she filled him in
on the Cardassians being there, the accident
that happened to Paul and his vocal chords and the
away mission.
"And....now I have an appointment with a specific
engineer. I'll be back soon," she said, as she
headed out the doors.
Kaitlyn could tell the Admiral was feeling better.
She realized she missed him after he had been
gone for so long, and hoped they would be able to talk
later.
(Posted by Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva-Engineering-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-08:56)
She stormed through engineering like someone had taken
over her medical center. Walking straight
past everyone, till she ran into McLaren screaming at
Jenkins.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she said, "I'd very
much like to see Jenkins in my medical
center.....right now!"
<<Reply McLaren>>
She thought it humorous that a lot of people found her
intimidating. She only hoped it worked on
Jenkins. Kaitlyn felt like beating the hell out of
this man for what he did to Miller. There
was no reason for it.
Happy that McLaren had let Jenkins go with her, she
herself grabbed him by the arm and led him
out of engineering.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, EC, Petty Officer
{1st} Marco Jenkins, 08.59)
Mackenzie and Jenkins arrived at the Medical Center.
Mackenzie was pulling him along by his wrist
like he was a child.
"Whadda want?" Jenkins asked, refusing to look her in
the eye.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-0902)
"Whadda want?" Jenkins asked, refusing to look her in
the eye.
She stormed around the medical center like she was
punishing a child.
"What I want, Mr. Jenkins, is to explain to me your
actions and behavior lately."
<<Reply Jenkins>>
As he started to get defensive, Kaitlyn cut him off
mid-sentence. "Oh...don't worry. It wasn't
Miller who told me anything. In fact, nobody did. It
wasn't that hard to tell based on his
injuries that you provoked!"
<<Reply Jenkins>>
Getting out her tricorder, she tried to keep her anger
down as she scanned him. She didn't think
that there was any cause for Jenkins' actions, but she
wanted to make sure nothing was wrong with
his mental status medically.
"You seem to be in perfect health. Now....I suggest
you stop doing what you're doing. You're a
Starfleet officer and it's time you start acting like
one."
<<Reply Jenkins>>
She noticed that Jenkins was starting to get angry
with her, and she hoped he would.
"I want you to sit here and think about what could've
happened today. Mr. Miller had a
contusion on his head among other things, but he
could've suffered more damage than that." She
set her tricorder back down on one of the tables next
to her.
Staring at Jenkins, she watched his face fall as she
contacted Rogers.
"Mackenzie to Rogers. I need to see you in the
medical center immediatly."
<<Reply Rogers>>
She felt bad for waking him from his sleep, but there
was no way she could relieve Jenkins of
duty if he had nothing wrong with him medically.
However, Rogers was a counsellor and in command
at the moment, and she knew he could pronounce him
unfit for duty.
"Well Mr. Jenkins....I suggest you make yourself
comfortable while we wait on Ensign Rogers to
get here."
<<Reply Jenkins>>
She wasn't about to leave his side or take her eyes
off of him. If she did that, he would flee,
and she wasn't about to let him get away.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, EC, Petty Officer
{1st} Marco Jenkins, 0903)
"What I want, Mr. Jenkins, is to explain to me your
actions and behavior lately."
"Hey, listen, I was just playing a little prank on
Miller. If he can't..." He was interrupted by
Mackenzie.
"Oh... don't worry. It wasn't Miller who told me
anything. In fact, nobody did. It wasn't that
hard to tell based on his injuries that you provoked!"
Jenkins rolled his eyes has Dr. Mackenzie took out her
tricorder and scanned him.
"You seem to be in perfect health. Now... I suggest
you stop doing what you're doing. You're a
Starfleet officer and it's time you start acting like
one."
"Alright, lemme get back to engineering," Jenkins said
has he stood up.
"I want you to sit here and think about what could've
happened today. Mr. Miller had a contusion
on his head among other things, but he could've
suffered more damage than that."
Jenkins put his head down. ~Oh great, I gotta stay
for....~
Mackenzie then tapped her comm badge.
"Mackenzie to Rogers. I need to see you in the
medical center immediatly."
=^= Uhh... Yes, of course, Kaitlyn. I'll be there
right away. Rogers out. =^=
Jenkins watched has Mackenzie turned back to him.
"Well Mr. Jenkins... I suggest you make yourself
comfortable while we wait on Ensign Rogers to
get here."
Jenkins put his head down and waited.
"Would you tell me with just trying to get the guy to
open up?"
(reply Mackenzie)
"I mean, he's so shy, doesn't talk to anybody. I
thought if I picked on him a bit then he'd get
more friendly," Jenkins explained.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-09:06)
"Would you tell me with just trying to get the guy to
open up?"
She wasn't sure she understood what he was asking, but
let him continue anyhow.
"I mean, he's so shy, doesn't talk to anybody. I
thought if I picked on him a bit then he'd get
more friendly," Jenkins explained.
Getting down in his face and looking him right in the
eye, she said quietly, "That's not picking
on someone....that's abusing someone, whether you
meant to or not. You would've had to have
shoved him pretty hard into that bulkhead for him to
look like he did."
At that moment, she heard the doors to the medical
center swish open and her gaze never left
Jenkins.
"Yes, what is the problem?" Brian asked.
"I'm not sure if you want to handle this as a command
problem or a counseling problem or both."
She looked from Jenkins to Rogers, then back.
"I had Crewman Miller in here about fifteen minutes
ago. He had a large contusion on his head,
his ear was bleeding and he had a laceration to his
hand. He informed me he had an accident in
engineering." She paused, looking over at Rogers.
"I've been in this practice long enough to
tell you it wasn't an accident. This was caused by,
who I found out to be, Mr. Jenkins," she
said, raising her eyebrows.
<<Reply Rogers>>
"I've relieved Miller of duty for the first half of
his shift to recover. Jenkins informs me
that he was just playing around." She turned to
Rogers and said, "Sir, this was not 'playing
around.' If you have any questions you can ask Ensign
McLaren. He saw part of what happened as
well."
<<Reply Rogers>>
Kaitlyn had no idea of how he was going to proceed,
although she was fuming. ~How could somebody
act like this? How could somebody do this to another
person without provocation?~
While they were busy sorting the situation out, she
looked over her shoulder to see Gr'iann
tending to Casely, and half listening to them as well.
She would have to fill him in afterwards.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Personal Quarters, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0907)
Brian was sleeping away when his comm badge went off.
~What now...~ He said, grabbing for it.
=^= Mackenzie to Rogers. I need to see you in the
medical center immediatly. =^= Kaitlyn's voice
said. Brian was caught off guard.
" Uhh... Yes, of course, Kaitlyn. I'll be there right
away. Rogers out." Brian got up and quickly
got his uniform on. Has he was walking out, his comm
badge chirped again.
"Rogers here," he said.
=^= Main Operations, sir. Admiral Gr'iann has returned
from his trip, sir, =^= A young man at Ops
reported.
"Good, Rogers out," Brian said, before hurrying out
the door.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-CMO - Admiral Gr'iann
-0907)
It seemed like Gr'iann had dropped himself into the
middle of a nest of dargbat bugs. Nasty
little devils. Once they get the idea of stinging
you, they don't give up. And they keep on
stinging you,over and over again. He watched Kaitlyn
as she left the room. He could still
appreciate the view, but with his hormones regulated,
it was just normal healthy appreciation.
The desire to throw her down and mate with her had
been excised, mostly.
Having recieved the report he wanted he went back to
look in on Casely again. As he did his own
poking and prodding and reading of bio-sensor reports
he began to subconsciously purr. It had
been known to have a calming affect on his patients,
especially younger ones. He looked down to
see that Casely's eyes were beginning to droop. The
Caitian smiled at the sight.
"Rrest easy, mmy frriend," Gr'iann said softly. "I'll
get to the bottomm of this prroblemm."
(reply Casely)
He looked through the doorway to the room that Kaitlyn
was in. He also saw Rogers there. He
shook his head. ~Rogers is in charge. How things
have changed in my absence.~ He knew though,
that if a real problem arose before Arriana returned,
that he could exert his influence and take
command of the station.
His ears perked up as he tried to hear what was going
on. As sharp as his ears were, he could
only pick up little snippets. Apparently the engineer
they were talking to had something to do
with the injuries of the other engineer that had been
in earlier. He saw Kailtlyn looking over
at him and smiled back with a nod. He could tell she
was not going to let this matter just drop.
He could also tell that there was still some residual
emotional attachment to the ACMO. But
with his body chemistry back in balance, and knowing
that there was no interest on her side, he
would be able to restrain himself from any further
embarrassments on both their parts.
Gr'iann looked down to see Casely starting to stir
again. Gr'iann put a paw on his shoulder and
purred again. "Rrest, everrything is alrright. I'll
let you know if anything happens."
He stepped away from Casely and went over to the
doorway to listen to the rest of the
conversation. He also wanted to make sure that Ensign
Rogers didn't leave without talking to
him.
(posted by Al Muir)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0909)
"I'm not sure if you want to handle this as a command
problem or a counseling problem or both,"
Kaitlyn said, and Brian knew their was trouble right
away. He listened has Kaitlyn explained.
"I had Crewman Miller in here about fifteen minutes
ago. He had a large contusion on his head,
his ear was bleeding and he had a laceration to his
hand. He informed me he had an accident in
engineering. I've been in this practice long enough to
tell you it wasn't an accident. This was
caused by, who I found out to be, Mr. Jenkins."
Brian looked over at Jenkins, who was a fairly large
person, sitting on the biobed with his head
down. Brian breathed out slowly, and rubbed his chin.
"Where is Mr. Miller now?"
"I've relieved Miller of duty for the first half of
his shift to recover. Jenkins informs me that
he was just playing around. Sir, this was not 'playing
around.' If you have any questions you
can ask Ensign McLaren. He saw part of what happened
as well."
"Well, this is a serious problem," Brian said aloud
has Admiral Gr'iann walked up. Brian gave him
a nod.
"For now, I'm ordering Mr. Jenkins to thiry days in
the Brig. There will be futher punishment,
but I will need to speak with Ensign McLaren, since he
is your direct superior officer. Do you
need to be escorted to to the Brig?" Brian asked in a
stern voice to Jenkins.
"No, sir," Jenkins said, standing up and walking out.
Brian shook his head and tapped his comm
badge.
"Rogers to Security. We've got a Mr. Jenkins reporting
to the Brig for 30 days. He's escorting
himself... or he has no escort, rather, so if he
doesn't arrive, notify me and begin the proper
search,"
=^= Understood, security out. =^=
When that business was done, Brian turned back to
Kaitlyn and Gr'iann, his face changing from a
stern frown to a smile.
"So, Admiral, I trust your trip was... enjoyable?"
Brian asked.
(reply Gr'iann)
Has Gr'iann spoke, only a few meters away, Crewman
Dufrane stood, pretending to mix vials for the
hypospray, but actually listening to the three senior
officers talk....
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-ACMO Lt. Cmdr. Kaitlyn
Mackenzie-09:12)
Jenkins looked royally ticked off when Rogers gave him
thirty days in the brig, though she knew
Jenkins would never fire up in front of a senior
officer.
She watched as he pulled himself off the biobed and
escorted himself to the brig. ~What will
happen when he gets out?~
Her attention span was back when Brain smiled at both
Kaitlyn and Gr'iann.
"So, Admiral, I trust your trip was... enjoyable?"
Brian asked.
Listening to the details Gr'iann talked about, she
barely noticed the other things happening
around her. She was happy the admiral was back and
happy that Brian had relieved the situation
from engineering.
Politely, she said, "Thanks for coming down here," to
Rogers. Then said, "If you'll excuse me
gentlemen, I have work to finish before the briefing."
Walking away from the two, she went back to her office
to finish the report on Cardassian
biology.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0914)
Brian walked in and saw Kaitlyn standing next to a
young engineer.
"Yes, what is the problem?" Brian asked.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Medical Center-CMO - Admiral Gr'iann
-0915)
Rogers dealt with the Jenkins and his consequences for
his actions. 30 days in the brig for
assaulting a fellow officer. The man should feel
lucky to still be in the fleet. But to expect
the man to report in without escort... now there's
something new. He'd be intrigued to see how
soon the man, if ever, reports to the brig. He
figured that there's be a search by lunch time.
Roger's face turned to a smile as he turned to face
Gr'iann. "So, Admiral, I trust your trip
was... enjoyable?"
Gr'iann's ears flickered a little and he said, "
enjoyable is not the worrd I would use to
descrribe mmy trrip, but it was mmorre rrelaxing than
mmy deparrturre."
Mackenzie looked at the men as if she had something to
do. "If you'll excuse me gentlemen," she
said, "I have work to finish up before the briefing."
Gr'iann nodded, "Of courrse," he said and stepped out
of her path. he turned back to Rogers. "
Comme into mmy office Ensign, and tell mme what's been
going on arround herre."
(reply Rogers)
Gr'iann listened intently to the counselors report.
He nodded and shook his head at appropriate
moments. There was a sense of being lost with the
investigation into the explossion in Casely's
office.
"What steps have been taken, tofind the rresponsible
parrty of the explossion?" he asked.
(reply Rogers)
He was still concerned about the missing CO. "Verry
well, Ensign. I want you to know that you
seemm to be doing a wonderrful job. You have
cerrtainly been thrrown into the deep end of the
pool. As a mmemmber of the fleet admmiralty I do have
the capacity to take contrrol of this
station. howeverr, that does not seemm to be needed
as yet. Just know that you do have a safety
net, and don't hesitate to ask forr help if you need
it."
(reply Rogers)
"Oh, and Counselorr," Gr'iann said as Rogers was about
to leave, "I want to thank you forr your
parrt in the solution to mmy ... rrecent prroblemm.
Rrest assured that it can neverr occurr
again. The time for mmy Seasons has passed."
(posted by Al Muir)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, COUNS/A3O, Ensign
{SG} Brian Rogers, 0916)
Brian watched has Kaitlyn went back to work has she
had to get ready by the briefing at 1300.
"Comme into mmy office Ensign, and tell mme what's
been going on arround herre," Gr'iann said.
"Yes, of course, sir," Brian said, before following
Gr'iann to his office.
"Well, sir, it all started when the Cardassians
arrived at the station. There was some sort of
bomb placed in the docking bay, but no one was hurt.
Yesterday, Lt. Casely's quarters were
bombed. He survived, but is injuried. A few hours
later, a ship loyal to Doentiz, the USS
Montcalm, arrived. They were heaily damaged and a
large part of the crew was wounded, including
their CO. The ship's FO agreed to turn over the ship's
command staff has prisoners of war, as
long has we healed their wounded and repaired their
ship. We agreed, and the teams were brought
back with no wounded. I had Ensign McLaren limit the
ship to Warp 1, and disable their weapons,"
Brian explaned
"What steps have been taken, tofind the rresponsible
parrty of the explossion?"
"I put Ensigns Klars and Chandler incharge of that
investigation. We're having a briefing at 1300
today so they can present their findings," Rogers
explained.
"Verry well, Ensign. I want you to know that you
seemm to be doing a wonderrful job. You have
cerrtainly been thrrown into the deep end of the pool.
As a mmemmber of the fleet admmiralty I
do have the capacity to take contrrol of this station.
howeverr, that does not seemm to be
needed as yet. Just know that you do have a safety
net, and don't hesitate to ask forr help if
you need it."
"Yes, sir," Brian said, smiling.
"Oh, and Counselorr, I want to thank you forr your
parrt in the solution to mmy ... rrecent
prroblemm. Rrest assured that it can neverr occurr
again. The time for mmy Seasons has passed."
Brian raised an eyebrow. He didn't know what the
Admiral was referring too. "Yes, your welcome,
sir," Brian said before leaving.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva - Diplomatic centre - Council Member
Madon - 09:30)
After imbibing herself of the particularly nasty slop
that passed as Cardassian delicacy, Madon
stood & left her quarters. Her imediate destination
now was Geneva`s medical centre, for it was
time now to check in on their newly aquired ally.
Walking towards the turbolift on the diplomatic deck,
Madon was suddenly aware once again of
other peoples stares as she walked by, it was a common
enough thing for her to experience but it
annoyed her nonetheless. She however chose to remain
in an apparent state of nonconcern over
their attitudes.
Two of Geneva`s crewmembers had been talking outside
the turbolift as Madon approached & each of
them stopped imediately they saw her.
"Is there anything I can help you with?", said Madon
sharply. They both shook their heads,
babbled something or other & then tried their best to
smile at the council members question, but
the truth was they felt somewhat ill at ease in her
presence.
Madon turned her attention away from them, entered the
turbolift & imediately spoke as the doors
slid shut.
"Medical centre please", she said curtly & the lift
was on it`s way.
(Posted by Alan Reading)
(Starbase Geneva - Deck 16 - Medical centre - Council
Member Madon - 09:35)
Exiting from the turbolift, Madon was once again met
with the penetrating stares of those around
her. It was quite clear that nobody was used to the
likes of Cardassians on the station but once
again, Madon ignored their looks of quiet unease at
her presence as she walked towards the
medical centre.
Once there, she imediately entered through the glass
doors which had slid apart silently upon her
approach. She then stood still, surveying the interior
of the centre for some sign of Dufrane.
As she walked forwards, she became aware of a section
leading off from the main room, she could
clearly see into it & recognised Casely lying upon a
biobed being tended to by one of the medics.
A smile crossed her lips as she walked on towards
Dufrane as he worked at a small desk & console
at the side of the room.
"I was wondering if I might be able to receive some
form of analgesic to relieve some pain I am
experiencing", said Madon, touching the unsuspecting
Dufrane upon the shoulder as she spoke.
Dufrane imediately turned to see her, standing up as
he did.
(Reply Dufrane)
The medic looked around nervously as though unsure of
what others would think of her being here.
"Do you have anything that I would wish to be made
aware of?", said Madon with a look that
clearly showed her real reason for being here. "Lt
Casely`s condition & prognosis perhaps, or
anything else you might like to add", said Madon
looking directly & unflinchingly into Dufranes
eyes as she spoke.
(Reply Dufrane)
"That is interesting", said Madon, "If there is
anything else that comes to light, please be sure
to appraise me", she added, as she put out her hand
towards him.
Dufrane looked puzzled as to her actions, Madon
however imediately clarrified.
"The analgesic pain relief", she said with a smile,
"that is why I came in here after all", she
added.
(Reply Dufrane)
Dufrane then handed her what she required & she was
once again on her way.
(Posted by Alan Reading)
(Starbase Geneva, Medical Center, Medical Assistant,
Petty Officer {2nd} Victor Dufrane, 0937)
Vic was watching Dr. Mackenzie, trying to figure out
what she was doing, when he felt something
on his shoulder. He jumped and turned around, and saw
Madon standing there.
"Do you have anything that I would wish to be made
aware of? Lt Casely`s condition & prognosis
perhaps, or anything else you might like to add?" She
asked.
"Well, um.... the furry being, from Cait, he's an...
uh... Admiral. He's returned from a trip of
some sort. Casely is doing well, and communicating
with the female doctor, Mackenzie, threw typed
words. I believe they are going to try to see why he
cannot speak. Also, the some humans in
Engineering were attacking each other," Dufrane said.
"That is interesting", said Madon, "If there is
anything else that comes to light, please be sure
to appraise me." She said before holding her hand out.
Vic stared at it, he was confused and
didn't know what she meant.
"The analgesic pain relief, that is why I came in here
after all," she said with a smile. Vic
breathed out. He was still jumpy, even with his 'new
friend' inside his head. He reached for a
hypospray and handed it to the Cardassians and watched
her walk out.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, Security Center, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1100)
Sam had been working on the report, that she and Klars
had to present to the senior staff, for a
couple of hours. Her headache had subsided and she was
able to think a lot clearer. She had lost
count of the cups of coffee she'd had.
Suddenly, her combadge beeped. =^=Rogers to Chandler.
How are you doing this morning?=^=
Sam tapped her combadge, "I am doing fine, sir," she
said a bit surprised that he was contacting
her.
=^=Is your workload heavy today? I know you have lots
of work with the investigation, but do you
have 15 spare minutes?=^=
After working for several hours, Sam was ready for a
break. "Of course," Sam replied. "I'll be
there in a little bit."
(Posted by Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1102)
Brian was looking over the crew roster and opened
Ensign Chandler's file and read over it.
~Hmmm, everything looks good.~ Brian said. He tapped
his comm badge.
"Rogers to Chandler. How are you doing this morning?"
(reply Chandler)
"Is your workload heavy today? I know you have lots of
work with the investigation, but do you
have 15 spare minutes?"
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1110)
Sam walked up to the door that led to Ensign Rogers
office. She tapped the button that sounded
the chime. When the answer came and the door opened,
Sam walked in.
"You wanted to see me, sir," Sam said.
(Posted By Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1111)
Brian was sitting, thinking about the situation with
the Cardassians, when suddenly Chandler
walked in.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" she said.
"First things first, Ensign. When I'm Counselor
Rogers, its Brian, when I'm Acting Third Officer
Rogers, its sir, got it?" Brian asked with a friendly
smile.
(reply Chandler)
"Please have a seat here," Brian said, pointing to a
chair cross his desk. Has she sat, he asked,
"Can I get you anything to drink?"
(reply Chandler, if you say yes, just add me
replicating the drink in your post)
"Okay, every 18 to 30 months, Starfleet dictates that
all crew aboard a ship or station must have
a psych evaluation to make sure that the crew isn't
bugging out for being in space so long. In
the early days, they were used to make sure that
people were not getting home sick, or getting
Claustrophobic, but with modern inventions like
subspace commiuncations, and holodecks that can
create wide open spaces, psych evaluations are usally
just formallities. I'm going to ask you a
series of 6 questions, then based on your answers to
each, I'm going to go back and ask certain
follow up questions. Any questions?" Brian asked
(reply Chandler)
"Alright, question number one, You are in your first
week since you graduated from the Academy.
How are you adjusting to life in Active Duty?"
(reply Chandler)
Brian noted her answer and marked it on a PADD.
"Number Two, are you happy with your commanding
officer and the command staff below her?"
(reply Chandler)
"Number Three, are you making friendships with your
fellow crewmates?"
(reply Chandler)
"Number Four... remember, I don't make up these
questions, Starfleet Medical does... do you have
a romantic attachment to any of your crewmates?"
(reply Chandler)
"Number Five, how often do you think about your
birthplace of..." Brian glanced to the PADD with
her records, "Virginia, Earth?"
(reply Chandler)
"Number Six, Do you have a fear of an attack from
the... Borg, Cardassians, Breen, Tholians or
opposing Starfleet forces?"
(reply Chandler)
Brian typed in her answers and waited for the follow
up questions to come up on the PADD.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1112)
"First things first, Ensign. When I'm Counselor
Rogers, its Brian, when I'm Acting Third Officer
Rogers, its sir, got it?" Brian asked with a friendly
smile.
"Got it. It's a habit," Sam answered with a smile.
"Please have a seat here," he said pointing to the
chair across from his desk. As Sam sat down,
he asked, "Can I get you anything to drink?"
"No thank you. I'm fine," Sam answered.
"Okay, every 18 to 30 months, Starfleet dictates that
all crew aboard a ship or station must have
a psych evaluation to make sure that the crew isn't
bugging out for being in space so long. In
the early days, they were used to make sure that
people were not getting home sick, or getting
Claustrophobic, but with modern inventions like
subspace communications, and holodecks that can
create wide open spaces, psych evaluations are usually
just formalities. I'm going to ask you a
series of 6 questions, then based on your answers to
each, I'm going to go back and ask certain
follow up questions. Any questions?" Brian asked
Sam groaned inwardly, but kept her face
expressionless. She really hated psych evaluations.
"No
questions at this time," she answered.
"Alright, question number one, You are in your first
week since you graduated from the Academy.
How are you adjusting to life in Active Duty?"
"I like to think I'm adjusting pretty well, all things
considered," Sam replied
"Number Two, are you happy with your commanding
officer and the command staff below her?"
"Yes, from those I have met so far," Sam answered.
"Number Three, are you making friendships with your
fellow crewmates?"
"I've made friends with a few of them," Sam said.
"Number Four... remember, I don't make up these
questions, Starfleet Medical does... do you have
a romantic attachment to any of your crewmates?"
Sam laughed at the question, "No, I don't," Sam
replied.
"Number Five, how often do you think about your
birthplace of..." Brian glanced to the PADD with
her records, "Virginia, Earth?"
"Well, since I arrived yesterday and was told about
the war, it has been on my mind a lot," Sam
said.
"Number Six, Do you have a fear of an attack from
the... Borg, Cardassians, Breen, Tholians or
opposing Starfleet forces?"
"Not really," Sam answered. "There is always a
possibility of something like that, but I don't
really fear it."
Sam waited while Brian typed in her answers. She sat
back while waiting for the next series of
questions.
(Posted By Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1113)
Brian entered Samantha's answers into the PADD and
three more came back.
"If offered rewards and treasures, would you switch
sides to Doentiz's side?"
(reply Chandler)
"If you were informed that you had family that worked
for Doentiz, would you switch sides?"
(reply Chandler)
"If you found that one of your closest friends on the
Starbase was secretly allied with Doentiz,
what actions woul you take?"
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1114)
Brian looked up again at Sam to ask her the follow-up
questions. "If offered rewards and
treasures, would you switch sides to Doentiz's side?"
"No, I wouldn't," Sam said without hesitation. "After
seeing how his people operate, there is
nothing that would make me want anything to do with
them."
"If you were informed that you had family that worked
for Doentiz, would you switch sides?"
"No," Sam said, again without hesitation, before
adding, "But that doesn't mean I wouldn't try to
get them to switch to our side."
"If you found that one of your closest friends on the
Starbase was secretly allied with Doenitz,
what actions would you take?"
Sam looked Brian directly in the eye and said, "Anyone
who would be allied with someone who would
do this to the Federation is no friend of mine. I
would anything and everything to stop them from
causing any harm to anyone or this starbase."
(Posted By Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1115)
Brian finished inputting Chandler's answers. "Very
good, Sam," he said with a slight smile. "You
are dismissed. See you at the briefing at 1300," Brian
said.
(reply Chandler)
And after that, she turned around and left his office.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1117)
Brian finished inputting Chandler's answers. "Very
good, Sam," he said with a slight smile. "You
are dismissed. See you at the briefing at 1300," Brian
said.
Sam stood up and said, "Thanks. I'll see you then."
Then she walked out of the room.
(Posted by Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, COUNS Office, COUNS/A3O, Ensign {SG}
Brian Rogers, 1247)
"Thank you. You are dismissed," Brian said to a young
female officer from the science divison has
she nodded and walked out. Brian looked around. He had
gotten threw ten psych evaluations today,
and all of them were fine. No one was insane or a spy
for Doentiz, at least, not yet. The crew
was rougly 1000 people, and 10 people was roughly one
percent of the crew. Brian then checked the
time and tapped his comm badge.
"Rogers to all senior staff, remember we have a staff
meeting in the observation lounge in about
ten minutes. Admiral Gr'iann, I'd like you to go and
give your input, and Counselor Marta, even
though I told you you didn't have to go I would like
to you go so you can report on your
interrogation of Mr. Allenby. See you in ten, Rogers
out," Brian said.
(reply any senior staff, reactions?)
Brian stood piled up his PADD's on his desk in an
orderly fasion and walked out.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, Security Center, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1248)
Sam sat in her office trying to prepare the report
that Rogers wanted. She wasn't done yet and
the briefing was going to start soon.
Her combadge beeped, =^=Rogers to all senior staff,
remember we have a staff meeting in the
observation lounge in about ten minutes. Admiral
Gr'iann, I'd like you to go and give your input,
and Counselor Marta, even though I told you you didn't
have to go I would like to you go so you
can report on your interrogation of Mr. Allenby. See
you in ten, Rogers out,=^=
~Well at least I have ten minutes,~ Sam thought as she
frantically punched commands into her
computer and the padd laying on the desk.
She finally managed to finish the report. She looked
at the chronometer. It read 12:57.
~Oh no. I lost track of time.~
She got up and walked out of her office and to the
turbolift at a fast pace.
(Posted by Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, Holosuite 1, COUNS, Lieutenant(Jg)
Kassia Marta, 1249)
=/\=Rogers to all senior staff, remember we have a
staff meeting in the observation lounge in
about ten minutes. Admiral Gr'iann, I'd like you to go
and give your input, and Counselor Marta,
even though I said that you didn't have to go, I would
like for you to attend, so, you can report
on your interrogation of Mr. Allenby. See you in ten,
Rogers out,=/\=
Kass could not believe her ears. First Brian doesn't
want her to report and now only minutes
from the meeting, he does. She had not even compiled
her notes on what happened during the
interview, which, would probably take at least an
hour. She guessed that was what happened when
you have to leave an ensign in charge of a large
station like Geneva. People are ordered to run
around like chickens with their heads cut off.
"Ensign Denuve, I guess we will have to finish this
session at another time, maybe tomorrow?"
Kass informed the Ensign with an apologetic smile.
"No Problem Sir, Tomorrow will be good for me." Denuve
replied then got up and left the room.
Kass had no time to head back to her office to
accomplish the report before then meeting. She
decided that she would just show up and try to give a
satisfactory report extemporaneously
"Computer end counseling program." Kass said as she
exited the room.
(Posted by Frank)
(starbase Geneva, deck 122, reactor gamma, ACEO Ensign
SG McLaren, 1250)
Hanging off the edge of a catwalk, matthew was using a
small laser to seal a ruptured conduit on
the outer shell of the reactor. His com badge beeped
and a reminder came for the meeting. Matthew
didn't bother to answer the call. He barely heard it
over the din of the reactor.
He was a bit annoyed how the situation with Millar had
transpired this morning. He felt that he
should have been the one disciplining crewmen Jenkins,
but he supposed it didn't really matter in
the end.
He flicked off the laser and chucked it onto the
catwalk, then he swung on to it himself, picked
up his tools and headed for the exit.
(Posted by Matt)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS/A3O,
Ensign {SG} Brian Rogers, 1256)
Brian walked in and sat down, waiting for the staff to
arrive. ~I'll have to talk to Kaitlyn
after the meeting....~ Brian thought to himself.
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie-1257)
Just walking through the door, Kaitlyn hoped she
wasn't the last one there. Instead, besides
Rogers, she was the first! She felt sort of shocked,
but took a seat. As she did so, she took
several PADDs out of her pocket and stacked them on
the table.
She glacned at the chronometer. It felt slightly
awkward being the only one in here besides
Rogers. She wondered if he was going to have to
counsel her since the away mission. ~That could
be scary...~
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-CMO Admiral
Gr'iann-1258)
Gr'iann had spent a majority of the morning in his
office, in heated communication with command.
Things were happening in the universe, and he didn't
like the way things were going. Of course,
the universe didn't revolve around Admiral Gr'iann,
but at least it could try to be more
accomodating. He made his way around the table and
took a seat next to Kaitlyn.
Looking into her face he smiled. There was still
residual feelings there, but he pushed them to
the back of his mind. "Kaitlyn, it's been a little,"
he searched for the right word, "crrazy
arround herre since I've been back. Can we talk
afterrwarrds?"
(reply Mackenzie)
The Caitian sat back and his chair and took a deep
breath, wondering what everyone had to say
about the events that have occured in his absence. He
was even more curious how the strain of
command would take its toll on Ensign Rogers, and his
recovery from his adiction.
(posted by Al Muir)
(Starbase Geneva-Oberservation Lounge-ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie-12:59)
Brian looked like he wanted to say something to her,
but then Klars and Gr'iann walked into the
room, making Brian rethink his move.
As Gr'iann took a seat beside her, he said, "Kaitlyn,
it's been a little," he searched for the
right word, "crrazy arround herre since I've been
back. Can we talk afterrwarrds?"
She let a small sigh and smiled back, "Sure," she
said. She was sure he'd want an update on
everything, since her version had to be so short at
the moment. And she also assumed he was
still feeling embarassed about the incident before he
left the starbase.
Sitting, she waited for Ensign Rogers to begin the
meeting.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 1300)
Kass was not in a very good mode as she was forced to
be late to a meeting that she had been told
not to attend. She looked over at Brian sitting at
the head of the conference table as she went
to sit in her normal seat. She had no PADD , so, she
folded her hands on the table in front of
her and waited for the meeting to attend.
(posted by Frank)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS/A3O,
Ensign {SG} Brian Rogers, 1301)
Brian watched has Kaitlyn walked in. He debated in his
mind to go speak with her, but then saw
Ensign Marta and Admiral Gr'iann walk in. Gr'iann
started talking to Kaitlyn so Brian walked over
to Marta has he waited for the others to arrive.
"So, Kass, I hope I didn't put you out of your way by
not asking you to this meeting, then asking
to this meeting," Brian said
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva, Briefing Room, ATAC/ASC Ensign JG
Samantha Chandler - 1302)
Sam walked into the briefing room, a minute late. She
saw that there were few people already
there but not everyone. So she wasn't the last one
there, thankfully. She nodded to Mackenzie,
who was already there.
She took a seat in one of the chairs and waited for
the meeting to begin.
(Posted By Esther)
(Starbase Geneva, Briefing Room, ATAC Ensign Dorrin
Klars- 1303)
Dorrin came in with both his mood and headache
slightly improved. He
began to see if he was last, but then decided that if
he wasn't more than
three minutes late, it really did not matter.
He sat down next to Chandler and asked her, "How has
Geneva been
treating you?"
(posted by Dan Black)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS,
Lieutenant(Jg) Kassia Marta, 1304)
Kass was not really in the mood to have a conversation
that was not in the meeting. But, she saw
most of who had arrived already having conversations
with various crew. She then noticed that
Brian was heading in her direction and it looked as if
he wanted to talk to her.
"So, Kass, I hope I didn't put you out of your way by
not asking you to this meeting, then asking
to this meeting," Brian said
"Well, if you mean the fact that I did not have time
to prepare for this meeting, no of course
you didn't put me out." Kass said giving him a
sarcastic smile.
"You know Ensign, being made Third Officer was a
honor, but, maybe turning it down would have
been better. At least until you have more experience
under your belt." Kass said not really
caring whether or not she took her advice.
(Posted By Frank)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS/A3O,
Ensign {SG} Brian Rogers, 1305)
"You know Ensign, being made Third Officer was a
honor, but, maybe turningit down would have been
better. At least until you have more experience under
your belt," Marta said. Brian frowned,
~Hmmm, I wonder whats bothering her...~
"I'll keep that in mind," Brian thought, then Ensign
McLaren walked in.
"Hello, Matthew. Take a seat," Brian said.
(reply McLaren)
When he was seated, Brian returned to the head of the
table.
"Well, we should get started. Dr. Mackenzie, would you
like to start by presenting your
information about Lt. Casely's status?"
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie-13:06)
"Well, we should get started. Dr. Mackenzie, would you
like to start by presenting your
information about Lt. Casely's status?"
Reading notes off the PADD in her left hand, she
started by saying, "Lt. Casely is in good
physical condition. The only problem I seem to be
having at the moment is determining why his
vocal chords aren't working properly. I have run
several scans, most check out normal, although
one did display a somewhat pinched nerve that could be
his problem." She paused, then said, "
Since Admiral Gr'iann is back aboard, I would also
like his input before continuing with my plan
to do exploratory surgery."
<<Reply Rogers, Gr'iann>>
She took a deep breath, then continued on with her
other reports.
"About the Cardassian biology....I hate to say it, but
not a lot has changed. Everything about
them is the same in their term. They prefer darker,
warmer climates and sometimes shed their
scales before getting new. Other than their shedding,
they're not completely any different than
most. Although I can't say for sure what you are
hoping to find."
<<Reply Rogers>>
Knowing Casely was the one who orginally asked her for
more information on Cardassian biology,
she wasn't sure if Rogers was sure of what he was
looking for either. Kaitlyn knew that since
there were Cardassian's onboard, that some type of
research would've been helpful to the crew.
~But Cardassian's are common around here.~ Or so she
thought. Sitting back, she waited to see
if Rogers had anything more for her to add.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva, Observation Lounge, COUNS/A3O,
Ensign {SG} Brian Rogers, 1312)
Brian listened to Kaitlyn's report then nodded. "Very
good. Do you have a exact date on how long
before Lt. Casely is back up and fit for command?"
Brian asked
(reply Gr'iann and Mackenzie)
"Okay," Brian said. That was still a lot longer than
he hoped. He then turned to Chandler and
Klars.
"Alright, Ensigns Chandler and Klars, do you wish to
present your findings on the investigation
so far?" Brian asked
(Posted by Kevin Schram)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-ACMO Lt. Cmdr.
Kaitlyn Mackenzie-1313)
Kaitlyn had just finished giving the presentation on
both Casely's medical condition and the
Cardassian biology.
"Very good. Do you have a exact date on how long
before Lt. Casely is back up and fit for
command?" Brian asked
"I can't tell for sure. If the exploratory surgery
goes well, it should be within a day or two.
If not, and it's a problem that needs further
tracking, it could be a week. He's my top priority
right now."
"Okay," Brian said.
Just from the way he said the word, "Okay," she could
tell it wasn't the news he wanted to hear.
She hoped to of coarse make Casely well as soon as she
could, but with so many things going on,
she wondered how she could. ~I'm glad Gr'iann's
back.~ She needed the help badly.
"Alright, Ensigns Chandler and Klars, do you wish to
present your findings on the investigation
so far?" Brian asked.
Turning to face them, Kaitlyn awaited their
presentation.
(Posted by: Stacey)
(Starbase Geneva-Observation Lounge-CMO Admiral
Gr'iann -1314)
"Since Admiral Gr'iann is back aboard, I would also
like his input before continuing with my plan
to do exploratory surgery."
Gr'iann nodded. "I've alrready done somme
prrelimminarry tests, and I think we definitely need
to put ourr heads togetherr beforre any surrgerry."
Kaitlyn went on with her report about the Cardassian
anatomy. he wondered what it was that
Rogers was looking for, after all, this information
was not restricted, and not uncommon. Rogers
changed his track, asking when the medics thought that
Casely would be back in action. Again
Kaitlyn brought up the surgery.
Gr'iann was having a lot of doubts about this
"exploratory surgery". It sounded so medievil.
But Kaitlyn was putting a lot of stock in it. Perhaps
it was just his Caitian side coming out,
but there was so much one could tell using scans and
body imaging. He wanted to do as much with
that before actually opening Paul's body. After all,
it's only been a day.
But he kept his mouth closed. This wasn't the time to
bring up a difference of professional
opinion. Later, when they were alone, Gr'iann would
have time to talk to Kaitlyn. Besides, as
he understood it, they were in the process of building
a voice generator for the FO.
Gr'iann brought his attention back around to the table
when Rogers asked Klars and Chandler for
their report.
(posted by Al Muir)
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