Stardate:2406.03.16 (Casino Royale- Casino- Duvall- 1655) "I don't always work," Duvall said. "Perhaps I can take you up on your offer later tonight." "I was hoping someone would give me a full" Julia gave a very dangerous flirtatious smile "tour of your facilities. That is part of your job isn?t it?? Duvall gave a big smile. "Absolutely my dear. In fact, it is m primary job to see to your." giving a little wink,"every need." "Excellent. I just need to make a quick stop in the powder room and I?ll meet you by the Bar." Julia walked off, leaving Duvall to watch her as her hips swayed with her walk. When she disappeared from view Duvall blinked and took a deep breath. As the Head Liason for the casino he had gotten used to women throwing themselves at him. But usually they weren't so pleasing on the eye, and usually they owed the casino a large sum of funds. He made his way to the bar. Lt. Commander Tahlmari was there with another member of his crew. They seemed to be enjoying eachothers company. There was also another member of the crew, who appeared to be getting a good start on his shore leave, having downed several drinks already. "Oh hello Duvall," came Julia's voice, breaking him from his observations. "I'm ready for my private tour now." Duvall stepped away from the bar holding a strange loking drink that bubbled and smoked. He took one last sip, looking at Julia, and smiled again. Even if she thought she was going to play him for a fool, it might just be worth it. "Most excellent," he said. "so where would you like to start. I could show you some of the casinos gambling areas, or if you like, I could show you some of our more private areas." (reply Julia) (posted by Al Muir) Stardate:2406.03.16 (Casino Royale- Casino- FO- Lt. Comdr Tahlmari- 1710) "I've been to a couple in the past," MacRath replied, "but not recently. And nothing like this!" Tahl looked at her as she absent mindedly played with her hair. "What games do you think they have here?" she asked Tahl shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not exactly an expert on gambling. I spent my youth in less constructive activities." He left that comment unexplained. "I would imagine that of the two of us, you would be the most experienced here. Perhaps you can help me learn to play some of these games?" Tahl kept looking around for Drake and Alex, but they had already disappeared. The best he could do now was to relax and wait for their call. He turned his attention back to the new science officer. "So tell me Ensign," he asked, "What is the purpose of this game over here" Tahl listened intently as they went around the different tables and Morag informed him of the general rules of each game. They seemed, intriguing, and Tahl was thinking about trying some. "Shall we get a drink, Sir?" MacRath asked. "Why certainly," Tahl replied. "And while we're drinking ou can tell me which is your game of preference and why." They headed for the lounge. (reply MacRath) (posted by Al Muir) Stardate:2406.03.16 (Casino Royale- Customs- CEO James Bell-1718) He watched as his sister got up and left the bar with a drink in hand, leaving behind a purse. James got his drink and retrieved the purse and walked off to the bathroom. ~ Of all the places the universe that one would and should never monitor is the bathroom ~ he thought as he walked in and sat himself in a private area to himself. He opened up the purse and discovered 2 phasors, 4 playing cards, and one bar of gold pressed latinum. He read the PADD hidden inside the purse. “Dearest James. If you are reading this letter then all is going well. If not I’ve taken the precaution of encrypting the files and all you need is to enter in the right encryption key. Which of course is my birthday. Punch in the stardate of my birthday and you can read up on my fantastic plans for this evening. Enter it wrong and the PADD will erase all data contained on it. But remember, you only get one chance. And please, don’t take all day” James sat in deep thought upon the seat in the bathroom. ~Shoot, When is her birthday?~ James scratched his chin as he watched the time tick down from 30 seconds. ~its in April sometime… and she’s 22. Uhhh… what is 2405 minus 22? Shoot… I hate math! Its ummm…~ the clock continued to tick away. 21 seconds. ~ 23… 23…. Why don’t they teach you how to add and subtract any more when they teach temporal quantum mechanics theory? How can I figure out the spacial flux of a 3 core power matrix in a type 2 shuttle craft in mere minutes if I can’t figure out how to add or subtract?!?!?!~ The clock’s tone changed worrying him even more when a bright 1 and 5 appeared before his eyes. ~ok skip the year for now, I’ll wing it…. Which day? She was born on a Tuesday I think. Yes. I remember mom telling stories about how she went into labour with Julia on a Tuesday night because that was the day she was supposed to fix the roller coaster in the amusement park. Yes it was definitely a Tuesday. But how does that help me?!?!?!~ His frustration began to intensify when the tone became faster than before flashing now in bright red and yellow indicating there were only a mere 10 seconds left. “this is getting me no where.” James guessed a rough answer of 2383.04.04. “Ha James, only you woulda been so stressed over figuring it out that you’d completely forget to call up the Cochrane and ask. Nice going big bro and thanks for not remembering my birthday you jerk!! Here are my plans. Well atleast access to them. At 1900 hours you will need to meet me at the poker tables. Please bring Tahl. But in the mean time I require you to take this one bar of gold pressed latinum, and turn it into about 80 to 100. To do this you will need to enlist the services of Lt. B’Lanor. Go play Blackjack with him. He’ll give you a competitive edge and help you turn the tables a bit in our favour. Please do not reveal anything more than you have to. Infact, DON”T TELL TAHL ANYTHING! Just bring him to the Poker tables at 1900 sharp! If you must tell Lt B’Lanor anything then tell him that there may be an inherent flaw in the plan as a result of misguided trust in Captain Drake or something. Make something up??? Anywhoot. Thanks a lot sport. Oh… and about the phasor and cards. Make sure that Tahl has the four cards tucked away somewhere on his body that he can easily reach with his hands. This may turn to be the pivotal part of the mission. As well the phasors are now in the hands of a non-marked individual. I’ll need them later, but I’ll let you know in the follow up briefing. Remember 1900 hours. That’s where the next phase of my plan will be dropped. Pay attention in all the commotion. I’ll be carrying a similar type purse to the one that you have in your hand. Keep an eye open for it and don’t let it get into the wrong hands” James was finally starting to see his role in her scheme. Julia was going to set Tahl up to be the fall guy, or one big distraction. But what of the money? And what was to come? He hid his sisters purse and walked out of the bathroom with both the phasors tucked away nicely up his sleeve, and four aces tucked up the other. Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Ten Forward, SO Ensign Thomas Mandell (NPC), 1723) “Before that, we need to make sure… we need to go to the Mess Hall and verify that the same products or other coming from the same source are contaminated. If it is, we will have to contact Starbase 35 about this and they will pursue the chain to the source. We must be sure that it is contain in this sector only… if it isn’t a ship wide decontamination will be in order… Like you know, it is time consuming.” She look at the data that she accumulated. “Now, we know what to look for, it will be faster to check the Mess Hall.” T’Simmi open the way and they walk out of Ten Forward in a quick pace. Taking the turbolift, they arrived in the Mess Hall, it was deserted too. They made their way to the kitchen, and started to scan, quickly they found what they were looking for. (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay, 1740) Once it was done, they made their way to Sickbay, and they would have to make their report. The Doctor arrive toward them and they would have to act quickly. “Ensign Mandell, Ensign T’Simmi, what did you find?” "We found the po- po- possiable source of the pa- pa- pathogen, its in these bo- bo- bottles." The science officer said holding up two bottles. "We ne- ne- need to start on an anti bacteria be- be- before someone dies from this." He said setting the bottles down on a nearby desk. After looking around at several of the patients Ensign Mandell notice that only a handful of patients were recovering yet the majority of them were as green as Vulcan blood. "Maybe we al- al- already have antibodies here." He said pointing to several of the more healthier patients. (Reply from T'Simmi, Doctor, anyone) (Posted by Griegor Romonov) Stardate:2406.03.16 (Casino Royale, Casino-Dinner show, Capt. Francis Drake/Capt. Alexandra Lowell, 1735) "There are no bugs at the table. Tahl is close by!" She whispered in his ear giving him a kiss. "Are you sure Alex cause it would be a great relief as we are being followed overtly and covertly, but, they are not so good at it." Drake replied in a whisper and a chuckle. "I am sure. I can't see him but he is here. The show should start, what is your plan?" Alex said as she leaned to him and he put his arm behind her shoulders. "Well, I was going...." he started to outline his plan when Alex suddenly sat straight while looking at the bar which startled him. "Do you see what I see Drake? Is that Patricia O'Leary?" Alex asked in voice that said she could not believe her eyes. Drake looked around to see what she was looking at and could not believe his eyes either. He had mixed emotions about seeing Pat again and he noticed that she was just as beautiful as she had been that first time he saw her. "Maybe I should go talk to her." Drake half asked out of duty or was it out of rememberance of a time past, without even turning his head toward Alex. "Yes, go talk to her.. I will stay and watch around." Alexandra responded. Drake put up his smile then proceeded to walk toward her with confidence as he had done before. He saw that she had also saw him as he approached. She reacted with a smile of her own then she tossed her red hair exactly as she had done so many years ago. Though, unlike before, they immediately held hands and he gave her a small kiss on the cheek. Drake sat down beside her to talk to her and shortly he touched her flaming hair as she giggled. Drake was talking to Pat when he got this urge that danger was near just as Alex shouted at him. "Drake.I don't think so Girls!" He looked around quickly and ducked just in time as one of the twins swung at him. "Oh shit!" was the first things out of his mouth. "Girls, now wait just one minute. It is nice to see you also but violence isnt necessary" he continued as he back paddled. Then he remembered that he was talking to not one but two Klingon women that knew only violence. "Cant we just talk about this Girls?" he said hopeing to find a solution other than violence and in this place of all places. "Talk, talk... that is the only thing you know what to do? You put us in jail... you will pay." said B'Arsa who then look at Alexandra. "And if people wants to help you, they will suffer the consequences." "But, it was not me. They only said I was the one to turn you in. I was trying to get some way to get you out of there before they came. They just beat me back so I could not warn you. Really Girls you think that I would ruin my rap with you over something like that, come on. We have done business a lot before and nothing happend so why would I mess that up? Think ladies" Drake said as he tried to get them to listen to logic but Klingons were not known for their ability to reason much past the violence. All along, Alexandra was studying them. They were taller of a clear foot but she knew that she could take it. What ever Drake would say, she knew it wasn't going to be pretty. ~Drake... decide quick!~ "Wait a minute B'Arsa, look at that little mouse over there.... doesn't she remind you of something that said... you know." said T'Syrel taking a few steps toward Alexandra. B'Arsa gave a another look to Alexandra. "You are right, they were both on it to put us in jail. That's it... talk is over." ~Little mouse!~ Alexandra didn't know if she had to be angry or laugh out loud. At that point Drake decided to take another approach, he started laughing out loud. "Now that is something that she was never accused of being, a mouse" Drake pretended to double over in laughter, "A dragon queen is more like it" He finished and as B'Arsa swung a left punch to his face, he got serious as he caught it with his right hand in a vice grip inches from his face. He pivoted to his right twisting her arm as he moved and planting his left elbow hard into her arm. "Now, You, T'Syrel back off or I break her arm and much more. We can continue this at another time and place of your chosing just name it and we will be there." he paused to press a little bit more down on her arm which had her on her knees unable to retaliate. "Do you want your sister to be half a klingon? She will be if you do not back off, I will break her arm in a manner that it will be useless the rest of her natural life if you two have such a thing." he said as he pressed even harder on the arm. T'Syrel was looking at Drake and after Alexandra would was standing to far to be a pon in this game. She knew she could make a move toward her, but didn't dare and she wasn't ready to sacrifice her sister. They would have to wait there time and she knew it would come. She started to laugh out loud. "You didn't change one bit Drake... okay. It will be for a next time and we will be watching." She took a few steps back. Alexandra felt relieved as she felt Tahl's presence even more stronger. He was probably meters away from them. "Let her go Drake!" Said Alexandra has she turn around to go toward him. Drake looked at T'Syrel then looked at Alex then to B'Arsa, he wanted so much to follow through with his threat but he did make a deal so he slowly backed up and let go just at the last instant. "You can watch and then another time we can finish this." Drake reminded them, "Come my love we have a honeymoon to attend to." He grabbed Alex and they went back to thier booth. B'Arsa wasn't happy at all, but then she saw that starfleet officers were near, it wasn't the time or the place for a fight. It angered her even more. She grunted and look at her sister. "We better go... but you better watch out. Even more you... Little mouse." Alexandra felt her anger rising but it went back down again, it wasn't the time. "My dear, if you knew half of what I know... Yes, I would be in trouble. In this case, I have nothing to worry about from you or your sister. Have a good day!" Drake and Alexandra backed away 2 steps, letting some distance between those two and them. Once they had gotten back to thier booth, Drake whispered to her. "Patricia wants us to meet her in the park after her show and our dinner." Drake whispered to Alex as he sat down beside her, "she has some info that she says we need to hear. Oh, btw, she remembers you also." He finished with a smile. Drake took a sip from his drink as he thought back to Rose and hoped that she was safe. He knew that she would be nervous trying to portray herself off as Alex and wished that there had been another way but he could not think of one. He was glad that she was not with he now as he would not be as easy going as he was now. Her presence would make him take more chances to keep her safe than he would have with Alex cause he knew how Alex would react. He did not know how Rose would react to situations that would most certainly come up. (reply Alex, any) (posted by Frank) Stardate:2406.03.16 (Casino Royale- Casino- FO- Lt. Comdr Tahlmari- 1740) As Ensign MacRath talked about several of the games she enjoyed Tahl's mind began to wander. He could sense Alex in the crowd. He had a snese she was feeling anger and arousal. He wasn't sure which emotion was directed to whom. It made him feel a little uneasy. Suddenly he realized that he was ignoring MacRath, and she seemed to feel that way too. He felt badly, everytinme she was talking to him, Tahl just could not seem to give her his full attention- such as that was. He blinked his eyes and then refocused on the science officer. He was glad that she hadn't quite caught on to his little attention problem. "Well, Ensign," he said when she finished, "you'll have to take me to a table and show me how to play some of these games." (reply MacRath) There was a disturbance somewhere in the lounge, and Tahl heard Alex's voice shout out a warning. Then he watched as two, amazingly similar, Klingon women attacked Drake. The fight was fast and furious. Tahl had little time to be worried about Alex's safety. Once again he wondered about the wisdom of using Drake for this mission. "We better go," one of the Klingons said, "... but you better watch out. Even more you... Little mouse." Tahl shook his head. ~Ouch.~ He did not want to be in that womans shoes any time in the near future. Alex was anything but a mouse. More of a Acamarian Devil Cat. Small, but deadly. The two Klingon women left. Drake and Alex returned to their table. Slowly, the attention of the room left the two. Everyone, excpt Tahl. Now he had a line of sight on them. Their heads leaned in and they whispered to each other. Tahl couldn't help his feelings. He wished it were him that were that close to Alex. Once again he returned his attention to Morag. "So Ensign, are you all settled into your quarters now. I wouldn't want you loosing anything... personal." He smiled teasingly, as he refered to their first encounter. (reply MacRath) (posted by Al Muir) Stardate:2406.03.16 (Casino Royale- Casino- SPC Science Officer, Ens Morag MacRath, 1741) "I think on balance poker would be my game of choice," Morag said in her soft Scottish accent. "Or Cripple Mr Onion, though that's not usually played in a place like this," she added with a grin. That's more a game to be found in, let's say less outwardly 'respectable' establishments. so here I think my game of choice would be poker. If the table is honest there'd be no problems, and if it's not, well, I'll know within three hands and we'll try something else. But my guess is the card tables at least are honest. One pointer, though. NEVER play with a Betazoid you don't know. Some of them are not above sneaking a wee peek into your mind, or even just using their empathic abilities to sense your feelings about your hand. Playing in a place like this you don't just need a poker FACE," she added, grinning broadly, "you need a poker MIND too!" She became aware that the FO wasn't really listening to her, and stopped, wondering what was distracting him. "Well, Ensign," he said, "you'll have to take me to a table and show me how to play some of these games." "We'll try the poker table first," Morag said, already mentally estimating the limit she would set herself on betting. "But we'll need some chips..." A commotion attracted her attention and she watched what unfolded with growing disbelief. Morag frowned. Something didn't seem right here, but she couldn't put her finger on it at first. Then she realised what it was, and her frown grew deeper. Her thoughts were interrupted by her companion. "So Ensign, are you all settled into your quarters now. I wouldn't want you losing anything... personal." Tahlmari smiled teasingly. "Yes, yes thank you, I've got all my things safely stowed away," Morag said absently, her mind still racing. "Sir, " she added in a low tone so only he could hear her, "Don't you think there's something a wee bit odd going on? Klingons do NOT back down from a confrontation just like that! They'd see it as being dishonourable. Nor," she added urgently, "Could Drake possibly have the strength or the speed to do what he just did. Not if that Klingon woman MEANT to hit him. Contrary to many people's belief, Klingons are NOT stupid, and their women are raised to be as canny fighters as their men. It just wouldn't happen - unless Klingons here are not great warriors but the wusses of the galaxy? So the only conclusion is that either it's a set-up on the part of the Klingons to fool Drake into thinking he got the better of them just now, or... " she hesitated for a moment, unsure how Talhmari would take her next thought, "... or it's a set-up BETWEEN Drake and the Klingons to fool the captain. Either way, it stinks worse than a Nausican's armpit!" she added frankly. (reply by Tahl, any) (Posted by Liz Geuken) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Observation Lounge, ACMO Ensign Ronald Weasly, 1742) Once it was done, they made their way to Sickbay, and they would have to make their report. The Doctor arrive toward them and they would have to act quickly. “Ensign Mandell, Ensign T’Simmi, what did you find?” "We found the po- po- possible source of the pa- pa- pathogen, its in these bo- bo- bottles." The science officer said holding up two bottles. "We ne- ne- need to start on an anti bacteria be- be- before someone dies from this." He said setting the bottles down on a nearby desk. After looking around at several of the patients Ensign Mandell notice that only a handful of patients were recovering yet the majority of them were as green as Vulcan blood. "Maybe we al- al- already have antibodies here." He said pointing to several of the more healthier patients. The doctor followed his gaze. “Yes… you are probably right. Will you give us a hand for the analysis Ensign Mandell.” (Reply Mandell) T’Simmi start to take blood sample, two who are getting over this and two who are still sick.” “Right away Sir!” T’Simmi left to her duties and saw that Ensign Romonov was feeling better. The fever had drop to 38. “How do you feel Ensign Romonov?” (Reply from Mandell, Romonov, anyone) (Posted by Laurence Durand) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay, SO Ensign Thomas Mandell (NPC) , 1744) "We found the po- po- possible source of the pa- pa- pathogen, its in these bo- bo- bottles." The science officer said holding up two bottles. "We ne- ne- need to start on an anti bacteria be- be- before someone dies from this." He said setting the bottles down on a nearby desk. After looking around at several of the patients Ensign Mandell notice that only a handful of patients were recovering yet the majority of them were as green as Vulcan blood. "Maybe we al- al- already have antibodies here." He said pointing to several of the more healthier patients. The doctor followed his gaze. “Yes… you are probably right. Will you give us a hand for the analysis Ensign Mandell.” "Yes sir." He replied. T’Simmi start to take blood sample, two who are getting over this and two who are still sick.” "I'll get sa- sa- samples from two sick ones" Mandell said picking up the proper equipment. A minute or so later he came back with two vails with blood samples in each and handed them to the doctor." (Reply Weasly, T'Simmi, anyone) (Posted by Griegor Romonov) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay, Nurse Ensign T’Simmi (NPC), 1745) “You were right Ensign Mandell, let’s produce this anti-bacteria molecule and gave it to the patients. I will send this information to Ensign Tarz and he will do a complete scan of the ship to see if this bacteria is localised. If not, we will have a 24 hrs vacation, which will not be so bad. Can you get the lab right on it Ensign Mandell?” Ensign Weasly put all the info on a padd and gave it Ensign Mandell. How long do you think it will take to synthesis this? I hope we can do.” "Since we have an ant- antibody already it shouldn’t be hard to syn- syn- synthesise. It shouldn't take too long either." He said grabbing the PADD "Depending on how many pe- pe- people it shouldn't take too long. "Ensign T'Simmi, I could use an as- assistant." He asked. T’Simmi gave a look at the Doctor. It was a strange sensation to be excited, yet she partly suppressed it because it was one of the positive feelings that she accepted that it got through. The Doctor could see it but said nothing. “Yes, it’s your discovery, so you go through with it. I will give to some a classic anti bacterial lozenges in the mean time.” “I will contact you when it is done Doctor Weasly.” She turn toward Ensign Mandell. “I will follow you Ensign Mandell!” (Reply from Mandell, and anyone) (Posted by Laurence Durand) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay, Nurse Ensign T’Simmi (NPC) & Doctor Weasly, 1745) “Right away Sir!” T’Simmi left to her duties and saw that Ensign Romonov was feeling better. The fever had drop to 38. “How do you feel Ensign Romonov?” "Couldn't be better, How are you?" Griegor replied taking off the headset and setting it on his chest. “I am fine, we have found the source of the contamination. Kitchen spices and such have been contaminated by a bacteria of some kind. Highly resistant to high temperatures. We are running some test because it seem that some of the sick that are getting better have develop antibodies that could help fight the infection.” "So, can I leave yet?" he asked with enthusiasm. “Not yet, you still have a very mild fever, the rest of the symptoms are more or less gone.” She took a blood sample from him. “This blood sample I have taken will help us, hopefully, find what we are looking for. Be patient, it should be long now.” She gave him a little smile which was the thing to do. (Reply Romonov) T’Simmi left, took the sample and the other from another patient and return nearly at the same time has Ensign Mandell to doctor Weasly. The doctor look at them. “Let’s go and see what we can see!” He took the one of vials on the one sick and one of the mostly healthy individual. He scanned them both and the results, also the visual was on a big screen. They could see the bacteria attacking the cells, but in the other sample, they were loosing the battle. The Doctor had a smile on his face. “You were right Ensign Mandell, let’s produce this anti-bacteria molecule and gave it to the patients. I will send this information to Ensign Tarz and he will do a complete scan of the ship to see if this bacteria is localised. If not, we will have a 24 hrs vacation, which will not be so bad. Can you get the lab right on it Ensign Mandell?” Ensign Weasly put all the info on a padd and gave it Ensign Mandell. How long do you think it will take to synthesis this? I hope we can do.” (Reply from Mandell, and anyone) (Posted by Laurence Durand) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay , ASC/TAC Ensign(jg) Griegor Romonov, 1745) “Right away Sir!” T’Simmi left to her duties and saw that Ensign Romonov was feeling better. The fever had drop to 38. “How do you feel Ensign Romonov?” "Couldn't be better, How are you?" Griegor replied taking off the headset and setting it on his chest. (reply T'Simmi) "So, can I leave yet?" he asked with enthusiasm. (Reply T'Simmi, anyone) (Posted by Griegor Romonov) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay, SO Ensign Thomas Mandell, 1747) T’Simmi left, took the sample and the other from another patient and return nearly at the same time has Ensign Mandell to doctor Weasly. The doctor look at them. “Let’s go and see what we can see!” He took the one of vials on the one sick and one of the mostly healthy individual. He scanned them both and the results, also the visual was on a big screen. They could see the bacteria attacking the cells, but in the other sample, they were loosing the battle. The Doctor had a smile on his face. “You were right Ensign Mandell, let’s produce this anti-bacteria molecule and gave it to the patients. I will send this information to Ensign Tarz and he will do a complete scan of the ship to see if this bacteria is localised. If not, we will have a 24 hrs vacation, which will not be so bad. Can you get the lab right on it Ensign Mandell?” Ensign Weasly put all the info on a padd and gave it Ensign Mandell. How long do you think it will take to synthesis this? I hope we can do.” "Since we have an ant- antibody already it shouldnt be hard to syn- syn- synthesise. It shouldn't take too long either." He said grabbing the PADD "Depending on how many pe- pe- people it shouldn't take too long. "Ensign T'Simmi, I could use an as- assistant." He asked. (Reply T'Simmi, Weasly, Anyone) (posted by Griegor Romonov) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay, SO Ensign Thomas Mandell (NPC), 1747) T’Simmi gave a look at the Doctor. It was a strange sensation to be excited, yet she partly suppressed it because it was one of the positive feelings that she accepted that it got through. The Doctor could see it but said nothing. “Yes, it’s your discovery, so you go through with it. I will give to some a classic anti bacterial lozenges in the mean time.” “I will contact you when it is done Doctor Weasly.” She turn toward Ensign Mandell. “I will follow you Ensign Mandell!” With a nod of acknowledgment Ensign Mandell left sick bay with Nurse T'Simmi. They got to the turbolift and stepped inside. "Deck seven" Mandell ordered and the turbolift began to move. "I hope we can sy- sy- synthesize the ant- antibacteria before anyone else gets sick o- or worse." He said thinking out loud. (reply T'Simmi) A minute later the doors opened and they stepped out. "Its right over here" Mandell said pointing to a door on the left. (USS Cochrane - Science Lab 2 - 1751) "Lets set up the e- equipment first." He suggusted. (reply T'Simmi) (posted by Griegor Romonov) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay, Nurse Ensign T’Simmi (NPC), 1748) “I will contact you when it is done Doctor Weasly.” She turn toward Ensign Mandell. “I will follow you Ensign Mandell!” With a nod of acknowledgement Ensign Mandell left sick bay with Nurse T'Simmi. They got to the turbolift and stepped inside. "Deck seven" Mandell ordered and the turbolift began to move. "I hope we can sy- sy- synthesise the ant- anti-bacteria before anyone else gets sick o- or worse." He said thinking out loud. “It is my wish too!” They walk fast. A minute later the doors opened and they stepped out. "Its right over here" Mandell said pointing to a door on the left. (USS Cochrane - Science Lab 2 - 1751) "Lets set up the e- equipment first." He suggested. “Yes!” T’Simmi said. T’Simmi went to work and once everything was in place and ready, they went to work. It took 15 minutes to start the process of synthesising and from the rate, it would take an hour to produce the right quantity for everyone. Luckily, the anti-bacterial agent was completely effective. “T’Simmi to Doctor Weasly… we have succeeded to synthesise the anti-bacterial agent… it will be ready in an hour.” =^=Good, for now the number of people sick have floored to 22 people. Communication with the Starbase where originated the contamination have also the same problem. I would suggest to keep going on the production.=^= “Yes, how many in the station are sick?” =^=They said that they have for now 120 people sick… no casualties yet. Once you have a batch ready, send it to me, we will test it.=^= “Yes Sir!” =^=Nurse T’Simmi, Ensign Mandell… Good work! Keep me posted if anything.=^= (Reply from Mandell, IYW and anyone) (Posted by Laurence Durand) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay , ACMO Ensign Ronald Weasly, 1810) Ronald went beside the bed of Ensign Romonov and watch his vital signs. They were looking much better then when he first came in. The temperature was normal, his body reacted well to fight the bacteria. “Ensign Romonov, you can leave now. Your body fought the infection very well on it’s own. Where you going on that mission I have heard about?” (Reply Romonov) “You can, but no alcohol for at least 24 hrs. Is that understood?” (Reply Romonov) “Good! You can leave now!” (Reply from Romonov, anyone) (Posted by Laurence Durand) Stardate:2406.03.16 (USS Cochrane, Sick Bay , ASC/TAC Ensign(jg) Griegor Romonov, 1810) Ronald went beside the bed of Ensign Romonov and watch his vital signs. They were looking much better then when he first came in. The temperature was normal, his body reacted well to fight the bacteria. “Ensign Romonov, you can leave now. Your body fought the infection very well on it’s own. Where you going on that mission I have heard about?” "Yes, and I would like to get over there." He said climbing off the biobed. “You can, but no alcohol for at least 24 hrs. Is that understood?” "Yes sir." He said to the Doctor. “Good! You can leave now!” "Thank you." He said and walked out. After a short stroll through the ship Griegor made his way to the transporter room. Standing on the transporter pad Griegor turned around to see the transporter operator. "Iam going over to the station." He said and the transporter officer began to input commands. "Energise when ready." ~No alcahol for 24 hours, damn!~ The ensign thought to himself as he began to beam out. (Casino Royale - transporter room - 1820) ~Never thought I would see this place again~ He thought to himself as he stepped off the transporter pad and left the room. Upon entering the casino Griegor could see several other crew members. He spotted Lt. Comdr Tahlmari fairly quickly and made his way over to the first officer. "Lt. Comdr Tahlmari, Ensign Romonov reporting in." (reply Tahlmari, anyone) (posted by Griegor Romonov) Stardate:2406.03.16 (Casino Royale - Casino - ASC/TAC Ensign(jg) Griegor Romonov - 1822) Tahl turned around and looked at him with surprise. "Ensign, I thought you were ill. Are you sure you should be here?" Spent a good two hours or so in Sickbay, my Russian Blood fended off the infection." Hhe said in a slightly deeper accent. "Excellent, excellent. I really needed you about a half hour ago, but now that you're here, have a seat." He indicated to the seat across from him. "Thank you sir. So, what did I miss?" He said sitting down. (reply Reply Tahlmari,anyone) (posted by Griegor Romonov)