Stardate:2406.04.20
(USS Nimitz - Ready Room -CO- Captain Devan Sash - 1312)

Slythewald stuttered and sputtered through his explaination leaving Sash
with the impression that there was much still to be said. He sat back in his
chair and looked at the Ensign for a minute.

"Serving on a Cardassian ship?" he asked. "That's a very unusual thing for a
human, considering the Cardassians and the Federation have been at odds for
such a long time.  How is this possible?  I get the impression that you're
keeping something from me Ensign, and that does not make me feel very
comfortable putting you in a position of responsibility such as security."

(reply Slytherwald)
(posted by Al Muir)


Stardate:2406.04.20
(USS Nimitz – Outside engineering – TAC/SC Ensign Kateb – 1326)
 
Onyx was back and forth from everywhere on the ship. The warp core was held into a tractor beam and slowly coming back. She was putting security details on various places near engineering when an officer came close to her. She couldn't hear him but somehow she knew.
 
"Ensign Slytherwald reporting for duties, m'am!" -Tom said with a relief as he waited Kateb to respond.
 
“Welcome on board. You better get settled first Ensign Slytherwald... who knows when things are going to change from quiet to chaos. Once you are, come back to the bridge and start your duty shift. Unless you are ready.”
 
(Reply from Slytherwald)
(Posted by Laurence)
 
Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission:  A Daily Grind, Day 1
Stardate:  2406.06.20

(USS Nimitz – Sickbay - Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid & Nurse Janet Sanders 
-1123)

With all the excitement aboard the ship and in sickbay, the time was going 
by pretty fast.  Kinkaid had just finished his reports when he decided to 
take one last sweep through the biobed area making sure his patients were 
taken care of before heading out to Ten Forward for lunch.  Kinkaid was 
amazed with his staff’s quick treatment measures for the patients in their 
recovery.

Nurse Janet Sanders was finalizing a few medical tests while completing her 
checklist on a crewman’s medical report when Kinkaid made his presence known 
to the department.  Janet was trying not to make it obvious that she was 
eyeing her boss in a seductive way, but she couldn’t resist the temptation 
to gaze a little longer. Kinkaid’s sense of purpose, decisive order and 
stature was what Janet looked for in a companion or in friendship.  She 
straighten her uniform to make a good impression for Kinkaid as he 
approached.

“Nurse Sanders, how is the patient doing?” Kinkaid said in a concern manner.

Janet brushed her blonde shiny hair away from her green beautiful eyes to 
get a better look at Kinkaid and said, “The crewman’s vitals are normal and 
is ready to return back to duty, Sir.”

Kinkaid looked at the PADD report with interest knowing his head nurse’s 
work was top notch.  “Hmm, good work, but the only suggestion I have, Janet, 
is that the crewman needs to return tomorrow for a follow-up exam to 
conclude his treatment for his sprain back.  Other than that the patient is 
good to return to duty.”

Janet was in awe of the decision made and released the patient for duty with 
orders to return for a follow-up exam.  She like the way Kinkaid’s mind 
worked.  To possess such decision making skills made Janet weak in the 
knees.

Kinkaid paused for the moment without thinking before leaving and said, 
“Janet would you like to join me for lunch and discuss business one on one?”

Suddenly the sound of a PADD hitting the floor shattering broke the silence 
in sickbay.  Janet gasp for air blushing when she realized the PADD in her 
hand had fallen. The request from Kinkaid catch her off guard.  Janet did 
not know how to approach the question.  Kinkaid went up to Janet and asked 
her again in reassuring voice.  “Will you join me for lunch in Ten Forward?”

Janet hesitated in her reply.  “Doctor, I ... do ... not know.”  Kinkaid 
held Janet’s right hand trying to comfort her and responded, “Janet, all I’m 
asking is if you would join me for lunch to discuss these medical reports.”

Janet with a side of relief said, “I’ll be delighted to join you for lunch, 
Doctor.”

“Please, call me BigWill.” Kinkaid asked to ease the formality of being on 
duty.

Janet and Kinkaid exited sickbay and headed for Ten Forward to dine on 
knowledge and passion.

(Reply none)
(Posted by Nathan M. Williams)
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Ten Forward - Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid & Nurse Janet 
Sanders -1202)

Ten Forward was alive with crewmembers having their daily luncheon; catching 
up with the latest ship gossip while corresponding with friends and 
co-workers on ship activities. Kinkaid and Janet Sanders entered the room 
and proceeded to a table.  Kinkaid did the gentlemanly gesture by sliding 
the chair from the table and let Janet in between guiding it back towards 
the table as she sat comfortably preparing to receive her drink from the 
yeoman waiter.

As he sat in his seat, Kinkaid began the conversation. “So, Janet, the 
reason why I asked you to join me for lunch is to discuss the recent 
improvements with the medical staff in sickbay.  I like to get your 
suggestion on this without the burden from the others in sickbay.”  Janet 
was sipping her drink listening to her boss in deep concentration.  Janet 
noticed that Kinkaid was not telling her the “real” reason behind the 
occasion. She tried to delay the response in order to get Kinkaid to spill 
his guts.

Kinkaid was puzzled by Janet’s silence.  He hoped this was not too awkward 
of a moment for her.  Kinkaid realized that this was short notice, but it 
was just lunch.  He continued on by saying. “Janet, your performance in 
sickbay with the patients and your interaction with the other staff members 
is outstanding.  I’ve never seen so much dedication in one person before.”  
Janet was still sipping her drink when she heard the good remarks from 
Kinkaid and replied.  “I’m a lost for words, Doctor.  I really do appreciate 
your kind thoughts on my performance. If help is needed, I’m there. That’s 
what I do.”

Kinkaid felt a bit awkward himself, but responded nevertheless.  “Please 
call me BigWill since we are off duty for the moment. “ Kinkaid pleaded.  
Janet was still not fully confident on saying his name, but gave in and 
said, “Uh... okay, BigWill?”

“Well, since the ice has been broken let’s start with lunch.  I’m starvin’!” 
Kinkaid said in his southern draw humor.  The waiter came over with a tray 
that had two plates of food.  Working long hours in sickbay brought Kinkaid 
and Janet’s appetite to high levels of hunger when they saw the mouth-watery 
chicken salad coming towards them.

Janet was feeling a bit at ease with Kinkaid. She did not realize how kind, 
polite and entertaining her boss was when not on duty.  It was refreshing to 
know that Janet had someone she could turn to when she needed to talk about 
something either professional or personal.

Janet and Kinkaid were starting to enjoy each other’s company while eating 
their lunch. Kinkaid overheard a conversation from the adjacent table and 
started to laugh out loud.  Janet, too, found it amusing and started to 
chuckle and giggle.  Then the sound of glass breaking against the floor 
echoed through Ten Forward. Janet looked around to see where the sound came 
from and then turn to Kinkaid.

(Reply None)
(Posted by Nathan M. Williams)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Ten Forward - Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid & Nurse Janet 
Sanders -1203)

Janet turned a different shade of color when she quickly identified where 
the broken glass sound originated.  Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid, the Chief 
Medical Officer of the USS Nimitz, had ingested a piece of chicken which 
became lodge in his windpipe of the throat causing him to choke turning his 
face a shade of Andorran blue.  There was no time to transport to sickbay. 
Janet had to act fast.  She remembered her training from Starfleet Medical 
and proceeded to perform the Heimlich maneuver for the choking victim.

Janet immediately aided Kinkaid by standing him upright on his feet and 
placed her arms around his chest/waist area.  She formed a fist with one 
hand and cuffed it with the other to begin the inward and up motion to 
dislodge the foul.  Kinkaid is a tall muscular guy, which was a challenge 
for Janet to overcome.

“Come on damn it! Come on!” Janet said using every ounce of strength to 
press into Kinkaid’s chest area.  Kinkaid was helpless and running out 
breath. Janet needed some leverage to aid her in the procedure. The table 
was all she could think of.  Janet elevated herself onto the tabletop and 
began the compressions again.  Janet was not known for her ingenuities, but 
the idea was working.

“1…2…3…4…5…again 1…2…3…4…5…” Janet was counting aloud as she press against 
the chest cavity of her boss hoping for a sign. Exhaustion was starting to 
set in, but Janet was not going to give up. She needed him. The ship needed 
him.

~ To die on a piece chicken would be a Vulcan’s way of expressing a joke. ~  
Janet thought, as she was about to give Kinkaid’s chest one last good 
beating.  Janet took a long, deep breath and balled up her fists with every 
shred of strength that her body could muster and moved in for the final 
blow.

Janet’s fists struck Kinkaid’s chest with the force that would have 
resuscitated a heart attack patient.  The sudden forceful blow caused 
something, which made Kinkaid start to convulse.  Janet moved back as 
Kinkaid grabbed the chair to hold himself while attempting to cough up the 
piece of chicken.

“Err…uuunn… Err… uuunn!!!” Kinkaid hatching finally gaining the upper hand 
for one more attempt to cough.  With his body weaken from lack of oxygen; 
Kinkaid gave it his all to free the chicken piece.  “Err…uuunn…Err… uuunn… 
thooomp!!”  Kinkaid collapse to the floor in agony of pain with the last 
thrust of breath to release the foul in his throat.

Janet rushed to her boss’s side with her medical tricorder and began her 
scans.  Kinkaid’s vitals were weak, but in the safe range; just enough for 
transport.  Janet tapped her communication badge.

=^= Computer, two to beam directly to Sickbay, now! =^=

There bodies faded into the air.

(Reply None)
(Posted by Nathan M. Williams)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - 10 Forward - CO- Captain Devan Sash & FO Vanyssa Winters-
1207)

As Sash stepped into to 10 forward he was hit by the smell of the food.
His stomach grumbled again.  He caught sight of Nessa and Jennah,
already at a table.  Jennah's face lit up and she began to call out,
"Captain, captain, captain."

Sash couldn't help but smile.  He often missed his own children, now
long dead.  But for some reason this one held a place in his heart.
Nessa got up and gave Sash a hug and a kiss on the check as he
approached.  Jennah gigled at the act.

"You are being silly today, dear," Vanyssa told Jennah.  It didn't seem
to phase the girl at all.  She was too excited by her visitor.

Sash saw Vanyssa look down and blush.  He thought it was curious, and
then as he sat he noticed the small box on his plate.  "Did you already
order me a box lunch?"

Jennah broke out into another peel of laughter.  She almost couldn't
contain herself.  Suddenly he thought that this was a significant gift.
He looked up at Nessa and smiled, with a curious look on his face.

"Uhmm..... It's thankyouforthetimeyoupunchedriaforinsultingmyhonor."
She turned a brighter red.  "It just stands out in my mind as an
important date and needed some commemorating.  It was a happy moment
for me.... even if we both ended up with  punitive duties as a result
of it."  Vanyssa leaned forward on her elbows.  "Jennah, let this be a
lesson to you.  You never punch the Andorian Ambassador no matter what
the bas.... ergh...  never mind.  It's just not a good idea to be
hitting Ambassadors."  She grinned.

Sash laughed out loud.  The picture of the Andorian Ambassador looking
amazed at the fact that Sash had stuck him was something he'd never
forget.  The real funny thing about that was that later the same
Ambassador came back to him and told The then Ensign Sash how much he
appreciated finaly meeting a worthy ally.

"It was almost worth all of the plasma conduits I scrubbed," he said.
then he turned to Jennah and looked semi-seriious.  "Of course, it
was wrong to hit somebody, but he should never have compared you to
an Orion sex slave."

They both laughed.  "That's probably when I first told you about
my family."

There was an uncomfortable moment of silence before someone came
and took their order. "Do you remember Palmer?"  Sash asked.

Vanyssa nodded.  She noticed that Sash still hadn't opened the small
present.  She really wished that he would.

"That guy was so squeemish about everything.  I'll never forget when
you told him he had a change of roommates and then put a petrie dish
of an Antarean Slime Mold in his bunk."

Vanyssa grinned.  "I was really bad, Jennah."  She said laughing.
"Your hiding in the jeffries tubes was nothing compared to some of
the stunts I pulled...I swear Commander Harrison was going to pull her
hair out the one time I was called before her for spiking the synthehol
at the Ambassadorial Dinner..."  Vanyssa then did let loose laughing.

Sash was about to take a drink of water and spit it out when he started
laughing.  "And then the Arconian Ambassador couldn't stop drinking it.
I thought for sure he was going to have to go through some form of
rahabilitation."

Their food arrived about them.  Sash looked down at the food with
hunger in his eyes and began to eat.

"Aren't you going to open your present?"  Jennah asked, in her typical
precocious way.  Vanyssa glared down at her daughter who suddenly
seemed so unassuming.

Sash had no idea what he was in for.  "If this was memory day, I
was kind of afraid that it might explode on me.  But, if you insist,
here goes."

He picked up the box and looked it over very cautiously.  He raised
an eyebrow and loked sideways at Jennah.  He took a quick sniff at it
and shook it by his ear.  "Seems safe.  Maybe I should use my
tricorder, just in case."

He felt a kick at his shin under the table.  "Okay, okay, here goes
nothing."

He carefully began to lift the corners of the wrapping paper.  This was
not part of the joke.  He always unwrapped presents slowly.  His thought
was tht it increased the anticipation and subsequent enjoyment of the
gift, at the same time causing the giver more anxiety.  People often
thought he did it to save the paper, but then he would crumple up the
paper, making virtually unreusable.

Finally, the gift unwrapped, he opened the box.  He couldn't believe
what he saw. He looked up at Nessa, disbelief in his eyes.  "How did you
come by this?"

Vanyssa grinned.  It was an Angosian war medal for bravery on the front
line, and loyalty to the group you fought with.  "Uhmm, it wasn't quite
legal, to say the least."  And then she smiled.  " It took a lot of
communications through
the Angosian government to even get them to let me buy one.... let
alone one from someone you served with in the War."  She looked down at
her hands. "And I won't tell you how much latinum it cost!"  She said,
taking the box out of his hand, and pinning the medal to his uniform.

"It's pretty,"  Jennah said, and it was: a shining thing, made of
flashing gold, twinkling diamonds and deep blue sapphire clusters.

"I've been trying to track it down since you first got command...  It
took that long."  She said with a grin.  She leaned over and kissed him
on the cheek and then bit into a piece of bread.

He stared at the medal with awe.  After the wars, all war artifacts were
destroyed or at least banned.  The Angosian people wanted no
recollection
of such a violent time, including their own soldiers.  He had a feeling
the price was more than just monetary.  "I don't know what to say."

It was then that he realized what she had just done.  He put his hand up
to his check and grinned.  "Thank you."  Then he looked at Jennah.
"Young lady, I bet you knew something about this didn't you?"

Jennah nodded happily, sipping on her 'shirley temple' drink and then
stuffed an 'egg roll' into her mouth.  Vanyssa found them to be
revolting things, but she supposed that they were an acquired human
taste. Jennah had always loved them, and she had once told Vanyssa it
was because her human father had a taste for them.

"How is it that my Intelligence Officer did not inform me of this," he
said with a twinkle in his eye.

"The First Officer outranks me and she said if I told she wouldn't let
me see the battle bridge, or the regular bridge for that matter. Is it
true that all Captains have fish in their ready rooms ? What does  a
ready room look like ?  Why is it called  a ready room and not the
Captain's office ?"  She asked, with more of her very curious
questions.  Vanyssa smiled fondly down at her daughter, then caught
Sash's eye and winked.

"Actually that's a good question, the last one.  Why do they call them
ready rooms ?"  She wondered outloud, twirling fettuchini onto her fork
and then using the bread to chase some of the 'alfredo'  around.  It
was a very cheese sauce, and Vanyssa found it divine.

Sahs loved it when Jennah rattled off a seried of questions like that.
She was a very curious child, and he appreciated curiosity.

"Well, not all captains have fish in their ready rooms.  I don't.
Maybe you'd like to come and see for yourself.  As for why it's
called a ready room, well, it's where the captain gets ready, and
can be ready to take command at a moments notice."

Sash wasn't actually sure that that was the whole reason, but he had
hoped it would be enough for Jennah, and Nessa for that matter.  As
they finished their meals their came a call from his comm badge.

=^=Captain, we are approaching Starbase Geneva.=^=

The captain looked disappointed.  He looked up at Jennah and Nessa,
who had similar looks on their faces.  "I'm sorry ladies, but duty
calls."

As he stood, he picked up the small box and looked at it with awe.
"I can't get over it.  This is the most amzing thing I've gotten in
very long time.  Thank you."

He leaned down and gave Nessa a kiss on the cheek.  Then he held her
chin between his fingers and gave a quick peck on the lips.  Jennah
giggled, and he turned his attention to her.

"And you young lady," he said, "don't forget my invitation to my ready
room.  I may need a little help with the decor.  Thank you for a most
enjoyable lunch."

With that he turned to leave 10 forward.

(reply any, none)
(posted by the incredible Al Muir and the pretty cool Melinda Martin :-)


Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Sickbay - Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid & Nurse Janet Sanders 
-1210)


Since the emergency transport, Janet ordered the medical staff to maintain 
their duty stations while she tended to Dr. BigWill Kinkaid. Janet had some 
pull with the medical staff, being the head nurse does have its perks. Janet 
was running every test, every scan she could think of to make sure her boss, 
her new found friend was going to be comfortable and well.  Kinkaid was a 
bit faded and disorientated as he laid on a biobed being scanned and probed.

All the scans and tests came back negative to any medical danger. The 
results gave Janet a sense of relief that her proficient medical schooling 
paid off. Janet administered a low dose sedative to Kinkaid to ease his 
grogginess.  She gazed upon her boss with a caring sense to do more, if 
needed.  Janet could not help, but to remember the companionship and 
thoughtfulness of Kinkaid back in Ten Forward before the incident. She has 
never been close to anyone before. The loving humorous personality of her 
boss made Janet feel even closer to Kinkaid than she wanted.  No one in his 
or her wildest dreams could have put two individuals so far apart in their 
frame of mind together.

Kinkaid opened his eyes and found a blonde haired green eye female wearing a 
Starfleet nurse’s uniform looking at him with a sweet smile of 
gratification.  “Well, Nurse Sanders, I hope this is your way of getting the 
upper hand in the relationship. I’m here at a disadvantage to your 
sweetness.” Kinkaid said in his southern draw jokingly with smirk of a grin 
as he struggle a bit to sit up on the biobed.

“Doctor, I’m glad you’re alright.  It seems that you had a bout with a piece 
of chicken.”  Janet said with a glimmer of humor in her facial expression.  
Kinkaid was feeling his chest, as it was still sore to move any further, 
realized what she said and turned his head looking around the biobed area 
seeing if any of the crewmembers were noticing his current predicament.  
Janet moved in closer to be in whispering distance to Kinkaid and said, 
“BigWill, your secret is safe with me.  The answer to your second question 
that you might ask is yes. Yes, I would like to continue this newfound 
friendship we’ve started, if it is alright to do so.”

Kinkaid was astounded on how beautiful and sweet Janet was in this awkward 
time of weakness.  “Janet, trust me when I say this that it is the happiest 
moment of my life that you are here to be part of and yes, I do want to 
continue this friendship we’ve started.” Kinkaid whispered to Janet into her 
ear while in taking her sweet smelling fragrance. Janet’s face was blushing 
after that honest thought.

Kinkaid elevated himself up from the biobed standing for a moment to gain 
his composure.  Janet cleared her mind and said, “Doctor, your scans came 
back negative.  You should take it easy until your soreness subsides. So, 
returning to duty is advisable, Sir.” Kinkaid looked at Janet as to say 
something, but just gave her a big smile of appreciation for a job well done 
in his hour of need.

Life could not have been any better to Kinkaid, but it came to a dismal halt 
for the time being as he look upon his desk in his office to see the stacks 
of medical reports and requests PADD’s infesting and multiplying.  ~ A 
doctor’s work even if he is injured is never done. ~ Kinkaid thought to 
himself.

(Reply None)
(Posted by Nathan M. Williams)


Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The Daily Grind, Day 1
Stardate: 2406.06.20

(USS Nimitz - Bridge - CONN Ensign Simbel Asoru - 1245)

Ever since they had met on Betazed, he and Katie had been together. Their
time together was absolutely fabulous, they were having a great time even
though work had been boring. Nothing really happened during work and he got
to where he looked forward to getting off each and every day.

Simbel would perform like he was suppose to during all the training
situations that had been staged during their trip to Geneva. As it was he
still did not run across anything that gave him any worry about if he could
accomplish what was asked or needed of him.

He had volunteered to arrive at work early as the one he was relieving had
something to do personally. The person had wanted to get a really good head
and Simbel was only glad to be of some help to him. He and Katie had a very
good evening and he looked forward to returning after work to see how her
day had gone.
The day had gone beautifully as they were coming in to orbit Starbase Geneva
before they would be given permission to dock with it. As he slowed the
Nimitz and slowly brought them to a halt in a orbit with the Station, he
could feel that the captain was relieved that they had actually arrived in
one piece.

Simbel had not believed it, but, he actually was relieved also that they
arrived. He did not know that he was also doubting whether or not they would
actually make it.

"Captain we have arrived and are in orbit with Geneva" Simbel informed Sash
which nodded to him.

"Ensign Tannag," he said, "open hailing frequency."

"Hailing frequencies open, captain." Tannasg replied

"This is Captain Devan Sash of the USS Nimitz, to Starbase Geneva."

(reply Wilson)

"Commander Wilson, we have finally arrived," Sash replied to him with a
relieved tone. "We will be initiating some repairs soon, including a
re-polarization of our warp coils. I just wanted to keep you informed."

Simbel typed in a message to Katie, 'we have arrived my love'.

(reply from Sash, any)
(posted by Frank)


Stardate:2406.06.20
(Starbase Geneva – FO’s Office – FO – Commander John Wilson – 12:55) 

Walking into his office John paused for a moment, the lights were dimmed and there were two people one sitting in the seat and one standing reading one of his books. Coughing to announce his presence he activated the lights to full power. The man in the chair was handcuffed and had short grey hair and a grey beard the other was young about mid thirties with slicked backed black hair. 

“Ahh Commander Wilson, nice of you to come down,” John raised an eyebrow slightly in shock that the people knew his name despite him not knowing theirs. 

“Im Earl Partridge and this is Commodore Joseph Blackford, I do believe you and the commodore had a meeting earlier and personality in your career,” John began to clench his fists, Blackford had attempted to kill LoDona and even been guilty of the murder of 7 people. Blackford was the head of covert operations for the federation, however since his failure Blackford had gone on the run. “It appears commander we are not the only ones that were after the Commodore. Starfleet Intelligence has disavowed his existence and are attempting to kill him.” On that Blackford span around and stood up to face John. His breath made John’s stomach turn, attempting to not let his distaste out Blackford began to speak. 

“Commander I do believe the adage is the enemy of my enemy is my friend,” Blackford stated smiling, John resisted the temptation to punch Blackford there and then. As he pushed Blackford back down to his seat he grabbed him around the side of the neck and spoke. 

“One day Blackford you will get your comeuppance and I will be there to see it,” John stated letting him go and then turning to face Earl. “What does he have to do with me!” John stated. 

“Well commander this is a pad containing your new orders shortly to be confirmed by Admiral LoDona,” John paused for a moment, it was not a regular occurrence to receive prior notification of orders. “In essence Commander you are herby removed from Geneva and reassigned,” John looked up the first paragraph stated in practically the same words as he had just uttered. “Also you are going to be reassigned to USS Nimitz, however officially as XO but also as Chief Of Intelligence on the Nimitz,” 

“Intelligence but why?” John had to enquire; it did make sense for him to drop from FO to XO just to take an intelligence post. 

“Well Commander you have done certain things for us in the past that have been noticed and noted. You are the primary recruiting for Intelligence, young, good health, mentally strong and resistant to torture. Plus the most interesting thing you managed to resist Dominion torture when they captured you so with a little grooming welcome aboard. Coming to our second and third problem, Joseph here. Commodore Blackford has been quite troublesome however LoDona has granted him amnesty for a while at least until he has finished assisting us,” John raised an eyebrow as he sat down reading the pad. Blackford’s voice began to speak replacing the very American tone of the other man. 

“Since Freedom has broke from the fleet we have still been relying upon Starfleet Intelligence officers. However it is deemed now that there is too much danger of certain misinformation being communicated and problems arising from that. Therefore im going to help you lot learn to spy the old fashioned way. If you enemy is big and you are small then you are mobile and he is slow. Therefore this new group for freedom is going to be small and based on a more cell based structure rather than the traditional Starfleet model. That’s why Wilson you are getting stationed to the Nimitz, it is a mobile ship so therefore difficult to pinpoint you and the perfect location to gather intelligence. Where better than on the Frontier to collect info?” John nodded it was all a lot to absorb in a short time; nodding Earl took up from there. 

“Blackford is going to remain at out disposal and act as your Handler, as a secondary objective cell one has deemed that Captain Sash might prove a problem. You understand he was held in that mirror universe for some time and we have had a recent state of our mirror universe captives from the Nimitz coming back changed. Therefore we are concerned about the good Captain’s Loyalties, so as a third objective you are to keep an eye on him and if you notice any strange behaviour then act accordingly. Do you understand?” 

“Of course, act as XO of the Nimitz, Gather intelligence, Keep Blackford informed about events, Keep a desecrate eye on Captain Sash and in essence attempt to stay alive,” On that the two men looked at each other and then turned back to him. 

“We didn’t stay anything about staying alive Commander,” John took a deep breath, and then smiled. 

"Sounds like fun," He stated as the two men smiled as well, smiles were always to deceiving. 

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(Posted By Richard Bowes) 
Stardate:2406.06.20
(Starbase Geneva – FO’s Quarters – XO/SFI/FO (Geneva) & ACOUNS/ACMO – Commander John Wilson & Lieutenant Michaella Kirien – 13:05) 
 
John walked into his quarters he was about to have to break some bad news to Michaella. He already knew how she was going to react; this was not going to be fun. 
 
"Girls where is your mother?" John asked Beth and Ella.
 
The two girls looked at each other and frowned. "Mum is in the bedroom.  She got a communiqué from Grandmum and it was bad."  Ella said, frowning.  Beth nodded.
 
John let his face drop; the worst thing was the girls would immediately be able to sense he was uneasy. The curse of having empathic children was you could never lie to them. 
 
"Right, you two ill go speak to your mum," John stated smiling at his girls and tapping the girls on the head. Entering the room he smiled at Michaella despite the tears running down her eyes. 
 
"Honey what is wrong?" 
 
Michaella looked up, at John. "My father is dead.  He died from a heart failure. My Mum is ...not taking it well."  She narrowed her eyes at John. "You look guilty. What is wrong."
 
"Hunny, im sorry about your father," John stated sitting on the bed and then rubbing his hands on his trousers. "Also I know this is the wrong time but I have been reassigned," 
 
"Where?"  She asked, and then, exploding. "WHY?!!?!?!"
"I’ve been reassigned to the USS Nimitz, Also im assuming Intel role and executive officer," John stated. "But my term of me going is that you can come if you want other wise I do not go," John stated. 
 
Michaella narrowed her eyes. "Tell me about the Nimitz."  She said, blowing her nose on his hankie. "And why Executive?  What is an executive Officer?"
 
"Well the Nimitz is a Sovereign class vessel, there are other children that the girls can play with. It is in a way a promotion, and Executive officer is in essence a different form of FO. The FO deals with the crew and the ships operations, the XO mainly concentrates on Tactics and the ships operations as part of the fleet. Ill in essence by the Captain's left hand instead of right as I used to be," John stated smiling. "It will be good for me plus will give me more time with you and the girls and as I understand the Nimitz needs a counselor," 
 
Michaella nodded, not really listening.  "Where is the ship? Can I see it before making my decision?"  Michaella seemed somewhat subdued, after the bad news.   She should have been ranting and screaming, instead she was behaving almost rationally. 
 
"The ship is undergoing repairs attached to Geneva. I will have to sort out you and the girls vesting it. However the Intelligence role is not optional however the posting to the Nimitz is if you don’t want me to take it I wont. You and the girls are more important," 
 
Michaella shook her head; she didn't have any attachments to Geneva. "Do they need a doctor too?"
 
"We can ask," John stated smiling. "I was not expecting this response I have to say hunny but im so happy you are prepared to accept it," 
 
Michaella shook her head. "There is nothing for me here, why should it matter where I go?"  And she began to cry again, over the death of her father. "I don't want the girls put into any danger, John."  She mumbled.
 
"Darling you have nothing to worry about, remember im going to be the Intel officer how is any danger going to get near the girls if I know when to doge it," John stated winking and brushing her hair back. 
 
She shook her head, again. Ever since dinner the other night, her hair had changed from white to black, like a typical betazoid.  She thought she was ugly, now.  "I don't know how you want me, I'm so ugly."  She began to sob again.  
 
"Dear, I loved you the first time I met you and your soon to be my wife I would not exactly be staying with you if I didn’t want you would I," John stated rubbing the tears again. "You are a amazingly beautiful lady whom I love considerably and who has granted me two lovely girls," 
 
The girls peeked around the corner just then. "You aren't scared anymore."  Beth said.  Ella nodded.   "Why were you scared?"  Beth inquired. 
 
"Well ladies we are all moving house," John raised an eyebrow was house the actual definition. "Well from Geneva to a ship, you know the big ship connected to Geneva that is getting repaired?" 
 
Beth nodded; anything to do with ships fascinated her. Ella shook her head. "Can we go see it??"  Beth was practically hopping up and down.  
 
Ella, the more practical just looked at John. "Why are we moving?  Did you make the Captain Romulan mad at you?"
 
"We are moving because the admiral wants me to help the Captain of the Nimitz out. Im going to be working in a similar job. We will all be going to visit soon," 
 
Ella glared even further. "You aren't telling the entire truth."
 
"Ella!"  Her mother said.  Ella turned defensively. "Well, he isn't.  Why so sudden?"
 
John shrank his eyes a little; if he could not fool two 12 year olds what chance did he stand against a hardened telepath. 
 
"Well im going to become a intelligence officer," 
 
"What does that mean?"  Beth asked.
 
"Like the ones that came to hurt Mum."  Ella said, her voice dead pan.  
 
: Gabriella.  Her mother spoke telepathically. ::That is enough::
 
"No it isn't, Mum.  They hurt you and you were so scared for such a long time.  I don't want Dad to be like them."
 
John practically took a step back and looked at Michaella, " What happened?" 
 
Michaella tried to blow it off. "Something happened on the starbase I was on previously.  It was how I ended up on the other side of the galaxy and with a commission in Starfleet. I thought you were briefed."  She finished.
 
"No one was briefed, can you tell me why?" John then turned to the girls. "No your Dad is not going to turn into a nasty person. What happened?” 
 
"Hum, yes."  She looked down at her hands, and then turned bright red. 
 
"Theguyiwasdatingturnedouttobeadrugdealerandaslaver."  She finished, sobbing and in a rush.  "And they made me help him to catch him...and then sent me here."
 
"Im sorry hunny," Pausing John turned to the girls. "Ella Beth you should know I will never hurt your mum like they did," 
 
Beth nodded and Ella just frowned.  "They hurt Mum and scared her, and sent us here."  Ella finished. "Why, and how do you know you won't be like that too?"  She demanded, showing how much older she was than her sister in many ways
 
"Because im different I have never done anything that I have been ashamed off and if I did that I would be ashamed. Plus if I ever did anything to hurt you or your mum I would not be able to live with myself. I will promise never to hurt you all," 
 
"However I do need to go speak to Vladek, I mean Captain Rofellian to tell him about my new orders. I will be back soon girls," John stated smiling and kissing his future wife on the cheek. 
 
The girls ran after their father, looking at him, hoping he would be back soon, Especially Beth who wanted to see the new ship
 
(Reply None)
(Posted By Richard and Mel) 

Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The Daily Grind 
Mission, Day 1
Stardate 2406.06.20 

NRPG just when you thought it was safe to go into your quarters !!!!
RPG
 
(Starbase Geneva – FO’s Quarters –SFI & ACOUNS/ACMO – Lieutenant Michaella Kirien, Commodore Joseph Blackford & Earl Partridge – 13:05)
 
Earl and Joseph walked along the long corridor the meeting with Wilson had gone well however there was some other business on the cards. Earl reached his location and stretched his hand forward pressing the door chime. As the door opened a lovely Betazoid answered. Smiling Earl spoke. 
 
"Mrs. Wilson?" 
 
Michaella glared at them in shock and slammed the door closed, locking it. "Counselor Kirien to Security. There are intruders outside my Quarters."  She said, shaking.  
 
The one that disappeared for weeks and months without a word?  Yeah, the station is going to continue quite well with him.
 
Earl turned to Blackford, "That was impolite any one would think we were not liked," Joseph grinned intently. 
 
"Shall we enter Mr.," Joseph enquired. 
 
"But of course, however I always find it comical the first reflex is to call for security," Earl stated grinning and then overriding the lock on the door. "Mrs. Wilson, do calm down we are here to talk," 
 
Michaella screamed as the door opened, and her girls came running out. Michaella stood in front of them, shielding them behind her, pointing a phaser at them. "Get out."  She spoke steadily.  "Ella, Beth, go into the bedroom and lock the door."  Michaella ordered.   
 
"Good god woman any one would belief we were coming to get you, however im aware you are familiar with Commodore Blackford," Earl stated. 
 
"He's a murderer."  Michaella declared.  "He killed a young woman on the Cochrane, among other people.  A young telepath."  Michaella finished, glaring down her phaser.
 
::JOHN!  HELP!!::  Michaella screamed telepathically hoping it would reach someone.   
 
"GET OUT."  She said, shooting at Blackford and hitting his shoulder. "That was stun. Shall we ramp it up?"  She asked.  
 
Earl grinned and remained stationary, looking down at Blackford Earl smiled.. 
 
"You never could figure out how to duck," Turning to Michaella Earl spoke softly. "Dear Doctor, do put down the phaser before you do some one some harm. Im here only to discuss with you. Your future husbands reassignment,"
 
Michaella frowned, hearing the truth behind his words.  "And him?"  She asked.  "He should be in custody."  She said gesturing with her phaser.  "He will kill me and my children.  I won't let him."  And with that she shot Blackford again.
 
 
Earl raised his gray eyebrow and smiled, "Now I understand why Mr. Wilson is attracted to you feisty aren’t you. Blackford is under my supervision and he no longer works for the federation he works for us however. Since a majority of us want to shoot him as you obviously do I don’t know how much use he is going to be," Earl stated grinning, the whole situation was most comical. 
 
Michaella lowered her phaser.  "What do you ant to talk about?"  She asked, since Blackford was no longer a danger.  "He deserves to die. I don't care whom he is working for.  That lovely young woman didn't deserve to die."     Michaella backed up against the wall, still clutching the phaser.  "You stay over there. And your intelligence is wrong. I'm not married to John. My name is Kirien.  Dr. Michaella Kirien. And you are?"  She asked, at her politest.
 
"Oh my Intelligence is most accurate actually however slightly ahead of time as it would seem. Miss Kirien my name is Earl Partridge, my rank and other details are not important," Pausing for a moment Earl moved over to the couch and sat down. "You are aware that allot scarier people have threatened me with a phaser, there was this one time," Trailing of Earl brushed down his Black suit and then cleared his throat. "We or should I say I now, im here to assess if you are a security risk or not. There is a threat with operatives with Families that they will be to easy to break or they are to easy to turn therefore im here to check you aren’t either and to be honest im impressed," 
 
"Impressed by what."  She asked, slightly curious.  "And I AM TOO scary!"  She said, stomping her foot.  "Dammit, why do people have to say I'm not scary?"  She demanded.  "Just because I'm female?"
 
"Impressed that speed you drew that phaser," 
 
Michaella nodded.  "I take it that you have reviewed my SF Intel record?"  She asked, relaxing a bit.
 
"Plus I have encountered people allot scarier in my time. Any way so you two set a date?" 
 
"A date?"  She asked.  "No!  He hasn't won me yet.  He needs to earn me."  And she grinned.
 
"Hum a lady after my own heart, just don’t wait to long I hear the Doctor still likes him. So would you say you trust him?" 
 
"The Doctor doesn't stand a chance."  She grinned freely.  "Yes.  It’s very easy to trust someone when a part of you is inside him or her and a part of them is inside you. All the time."
 
"Right, you are aware officially John will only be XO his Intel life cannot be broadcast. Im only here to check if you can be trusted to maintain the secrete," Earl stated.
 
"And what if I can't be?"  She asked. "And what of the girls? They know about John too."  Michaella knew she didn't want to hear the answer to this.
 
Earl bridged his fingers. "Well your a intelligent girl you can Proberly imagine what we will do if you choose to oppose us," Earl then stopped and brushed his clothes down and stood up. 
 
Michaella held the phaser back up, pointed squarely at Earl's chest. "Stay where you are."  She commanded.
 
"Oh im not going to come over there Miss," Earl reached inside his jacked and pushed his communicator. Blackford disappeared in the hum of a transporter. "Well for now Lieutenant tat ar," Earl stated waving and disappearing in a bright light. 
 
Michaella leaned back against the wall, trembling.  They could transport inside the station.  Ops probably wouldn't detect them.  She moved over to the couch, shaking, scared.
 
(Reply None)
(Posted By Richard & Mel) 

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Ready Room - CO- Captain Devan Sash - 1308)
 
As Sash listened to Slytherwald he couldn't help but wonder how he knew
all this information.

"I'd like to know how you are aware of the intentions of the Cardassian
government.  Again I ask, what, exactly is the nature of your
relationship with the Cardassians?"

(reply Slytherwald)
(posted by Al Muir)
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge - ASC/TAC Tom Slytherwald - 1309)
 
Sash heard the doors to the turbo lift open and turned to see Kateb step
onto the bridge, followed by a young human man.  He figured this must be
his new ASC.  

He stood up to greet the Ensign.  "Ensign Slytherwald, welcome to
Nimitz."
He held out his hand.

"Thank you Sir, it is honor to surve on this fine vessel."-said Tom

He turned to Kateb.  "Thanks Ensign, I'll take care of him from here.
Watch over things for a moment while I take aa Moment of the Ensign's
time."

Sash turned back to Slytherwald.  "Ensign Slytherwald, follow me."
 
(USS Nimitz - Captain's Ready Room - ASC/TAC Tom Slytherwald - 1311)

He led the ASC to his ready room and offered the young man the chair
across from his desk.  He picked up the PADD that Slytherwald had been
carrying and looked over his orders.  Finally he nodded  and put the
PADD on the desk.  Then he sat on the edge of the desk and looked at the
man.

"I hope you found your wait for us on Geneva not to interminable," Sash
said with a smile.

"Well, as a matter of fact, I had a great time." -~a few hours in holosuite can cheer everyone~ -Tom though
"What is the status of Nimitz, Sir. Computer onboard the Geneva told me that you have problems with Warp Core?"-asked Tom

"We had a few problems with our warp drive and are attempting to resolve
them , actually as we speak.  However, that's not what I brought you in
here for.  I understand that you arrived on Geneva on a Cadassian ship."

"Yes, sir. My friend has gave me a lift to some part of was." -said Tom while being a little nervous 
~Well, better them, then uncomfortable Cargo vessel!~

"To be blunt," Sash said, "I'd like to know the nature of your
relationship with the Cardassians."

"Ah... well, I served onboard that ship for nearly to years, sir. I had a great time, and I make some friends." -It was very true what Tom said

(reply from Sash)
(posted by Edward Marzich)
Stardate:2406.06.20
 (USS Nimitz - Bridge - CO&ASC/TAC- Captain Sash & Tom Slytherwald -
1309)
 
Sash heard the doors to the turbo lift open and turned to see Kateb step
onto the bridge, followed by a young human man.  He figured this must be
his new ASC.  

He stood up to greet the Ensign.  "Ensign Slytherwald, welcome to
Nimitz." He held out his hand.

"Thank you Sir, it is honor to surve on this fine vessel."-said Tom

He turned to Kateb.  "Thanks Ensign, I'll take care of him from here.
Watch over things for a moment while I take aa Moment of the Ensign's
time."

Sash turned back to Slytherwald.  "Ensign Slytherwald, follow me."
 
(USS Nimitz - Captain's Ready Room - CO&ASC/TAC- Captain Sash & 
Tom Slytherwald - 1311)

He led the ASC to his ready room and offered the young man the chair
across from his desk.  He picked up the PADD that Slytherwald had been
carrying and looked over his orders.  Finally he nodded  and put the
PADD on the desk.  Then he sat on the edge of the desk and looked at the
man.

"I hope you found your wait for us on Geneva not to interminable," Sash
said with a smile.

"Well, as a matter of fact, I had a great time." -~a few hours in
holosuite can cheer everyone~ -Tom thought. "What is the status of
Nimitz, Sir. The computer onboard the Geneva told me that you had som
problems with the warp core?"-asked Tom

"We had a few problems with our warp drive and are attempting to resolve
them , actually as we speak.  However, that's not what I brought you in
here for.  I understand that you arrived on Geneva on a Cadassian ship."

"Yes, sir. My friend  gave me a lift ." -said Tom while being a little
nervous. ~Well, better that, than an uncomfortable cargo vessel!~

"To be blunt," Sash said, "I'd like to know the nature of your
relationship with the Cardassians."

"Ah... well, I served onboard that ship for nearly two years, sir. I had
a great time, and I made some friends." -It was very true what Tom said.

Sash went back to his chair and sat down,  "Really?  How did you come by
the opportunity to serve on a Cardassian ship?"

"Well, it is a long story. When I was young, my father, my mother and I
used to travel the stars with our own Cargo vessel. There where dark
times. We was on a two-days trip to Tholian outpost to deliver some
relief suplies down there, when we spotted Cardassian battleship on
patrol route. We changed out warp signature to appear just like a simple
Cardassian freighter to them. They called use, we told them that we have
some problems with our communication system, and they let us go. But our
worst problem was that we forgot to change our warp signature back. Our
ship was a mixture of Federation and Cardassian technology so it was
pretty hard to know that we were Federation. Deeper into the zone, we
were attacked by two Maquie raiders. They damaged, and when they saw
that we don't have valuable cargo, they damaged us even greater. We were
dead in the water, and they perfect target practice. I was scared. I ran
from bridge to my room and look to the computer there. One of the Maquie
torpedoes hit bridge, there where hull rupture, and all everyone inside
the room were dead. I just left crying." -Tom was sad, it was visibly
pretty hard talking about his own past
 
"A minute after that, Cardassian Keldon arrived - the same one we
tricked. Destroyed one of the attacking raiders, and damaged the others.
Then the Cardassians beamed abord the ship. Then they found me. The
captain on that vessel, tooked me to Cardassia and raised like his own
son. And some years later, he gave me a ship to serve on." -Tom stopped,
he knew that this is the hardest point of story
 
"But, month before I joined Federation, my father was killed by his
political enemies. Then I decided to join my own kind - to join the
Federation." -Tom said with a relief.

Sash sat back in his seat and took a deep breath.  "I must say that you
caused quite a disturbance with that grand enterance.  Although it is
good to have somebody withworking knowledge of the Cardassians with 
us, I can't help but feel a little wary.  The Cardassians are not known
for 
their  ... loyalties."

"Well, not all of Cardassians are the same. Yes, maybe some of them are
not trustworthy, but I met some of them that can be trusted. And, sir, I
am very sorry about that entrance, but Cardassians like always to be
well defended, and Federation is not used to have visits from Cardassian
union." -Tom stopped a little, he remembered what Sash said a minute ago
'The Cardassians are not known for their loyalties'. Tom felt a little
Cardassian himself, so it was harsh words to Tom's heart. But it was
definitely true, to some point.

"I suppose you're right Ensign," Sash replied.  "There are people from
the
Federation that I'd be hard pressed to trust."

He stood up and came round his desk.  "Very well then, welcome
aboard the Nimitz.  From here you'll need to report to Ensign Kateb.
She is our acting CSO.  She will arrange for your duty schedule.  Do
you have any questions?"

"No, sir. Everything is clear. I'm ready for duty." -Tom felt that good
old feeling...

"Excellent," Sash said and smiled.  He shook Slytherwald's and.  "Welcome
aboard the Nimitz.  You'll find Ensign Kateb on the bridge as we are
preparing for a touch procedure in engineering.  Please inroduce yourself to
her.  Dismissed Ensign."

Sash watched the young Ensign leave and shook his head.  ~The ignorance of
youth.  Sometimes I miss it.~

(reply none)
(posted by Al Muir and Edward Marzic)






Stardate:2406.06.20
 (USS Nimitz - Ready Room - ASC/TAC Ensign(jg) Tom Slytherwald - 1310)

  "Ah... Well, sir... I..." -Tom was visibly blush. He knew he answered to a
hard question with even more hardest answer. He wanted to
  make captain not asking him this kind of questions while telling him
something that ever Cardassian knew.

  "Well..... I have some friends in the Cardassian Union..... I..... Well,
sir, .... I have been serving on Cardassian ship for ten months before I
joined Federation, so I make some friends onboard that vessel, sir." -Tom
though he told enough

  ~Why the hell I even tryied to say something anyway, next time I must be
more cautios not to get into any more trouble. I can't take that risk!~

  And when Tom told his last word, he felt Blaze of Energy inside himself,
he wanted so badly to be with his Cardassian friends, to command his own
keldon, but then he remembered why he choose to live with other humans, why
join the Federation,  then in his head was a silence for some time, and then
he concentrated on Captain's questions. He musn't tell things like this
anymore, he musn't give any clues to anyone about his past. But for how long
he could lie others and himself? Only time can answer.


  (reply Sash)
  (posted by Edward Marzich)


Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission, Day 1
Stardate 2406.06.20
 
(USS Nimitz – Bridge – TAC/SC Ensign Kateb – 1315)
 
Once Onyx escorted the young ensign to the bridge and that Captain Sash thanked her. She return to her place, but it wasn't over when this one asked.
 
"Thanks Ensign, I'll take care of him from here. Watch over things for a moment while I take aa Moment of the Ensign's time."

“Understood Captain.”

Onyx return back down and remained standing facing the view screen.

(Reply from anyone)
(Posted by Laurence)
 

Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission : The Daily Grind
Mission, Day 1
Stardate 2406.06.20

(USS Nimitz - Ready Room - CO- Captain Devan Sash - 1316)

Sash listened with great interest to Slytherwald's story.  It rang of
heartbreak and he could see the genuine feelings inthe young man's face.
The anguish of loosing his family.  He certainly did understand that
feeling.  It was the same feeling that turned the farmer he had bvecome,
back into the killing machine he was capable of becoming.  But still, he
had a feeling that he was holding something back.  This was a private
matter though and chose not to pry.  However, there were other questions
that he needed answered.

"So what you're telling me is that you were personally responsible for
the deaths of Federation citizens.  And joining Starfleet is one big
revenge against the Cardassian who killed your adopted father.  Do I
have that straight?"

Sash stood and walked around his desk.  "Boy, how did you even get into
Starfleet, let alone graduate.  You ask me to trust you but you have
more red flags on you than an Antarean Flagship.  I can't even begin to
name to number of security protocals that are being overlooked inyour
assignment.  Have you even faced the charges of killing thpose Maquis?"

(reply Slytherwald)
(posted by Al Muir)
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - holodeck, beachvolleyball - Ensign Jason Dema - 13.20)
 
As soon as Jason heard the red alert:
 
"Computer, end program and save progress."
 
[acknowledged]
 
"Sorry docter, guess we'll have to end it another time."
 
(reply Riven)
 
After saying that, Jason took his combadge and ran to the bridge. ~I hope this isn't disrespectfull with these clothes, afterall, it is an emergency~
 
(USS Nimitz - Bridge - Ensign Jason Dema - 13.23)
 
Jason ran as fast as he could and finally arrived at the bridge
 
"Ensign Jason Dema reporting Sir, sorry for my appearance again." Said Jason while still out of breath and going to his station.
 
(reply Sash, any)
(posted by Anthony Struelens)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge - Captain Devan Sash- 1325)
 
Sash looked round as the turbo lift doors opened and Jason Dema ran onto the
bridge.  He was sweating and breathing hard.  Sash figured he must have been
running from... whereever he'd been. Then he looked again and noticed his
attire.  ~Does this guy own a uniform?~

"Ensign Jason Dema reporting Sir, sorry for my appearance again." Deam
stated as he headed to his station.

"Ensign," Sash nodded at him.  He figured someone was going to have to
explain to him how to dress on the bridge.
 
He got up from his seat and moved over to the tactical station.  "Mr. Dema,
find a uniform and get down to Main Engineering.  Secure the area, and find
out what happened down there."

(reply Dema)
(posted by Al Muir)

Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission : The Daily Grind, day 1
Stardate 2406.06.20 

(USS Nimitz - Bridge - Ensign Jason Dema - 1327)
 
Jason noticed that the captain was looking at him in an investigating way. then Devan stood up and walked over to him.
 
"Mr. Dema,find a uniform and get down to Main Engineering.  Secure the area, and find
out what happened down there."


"Right away Sir." Jason said, and stood up and ran to his quarters for his uniform, and then down to Main Engineering, thinking he could finally put his technical skill to use.

(USS Nimitz - Main engineering - Ensign Jason Dema - 1353)

finally Jason arrived in Main Engineering and searched for Lt. Zzt.

"Lt. Zzt, I'm Ensign Jason Dema, security officer, Sash send me to secure the area and help in finding the cause."


(reply Zzt, any)
(posted by Anthony Struelens)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge - ASC/TAC Ensign (jg) Tom Slytherwald - 1327)
 
As Tom exited Captain's ready room, he started to ask himself if he really deserve this luxury - Sovereign class is much, much better, bigger and more comfortable ship than the Keldon. He realised that he must stop thinking about his past, new problems are ahead, new ship to serve on, new friends to make, and new deep space to research. 
 
Tom looked around to find Kateb. As he found her, he started walking very slowly towards her.
As he was getting close, she turned and looked him. 
And he couldn't help himself to notice that he's walking like a frog - he was definitely very nervous.
 
"Cadet Slytherwald reporting for duties, m'am!" -Tom said with a relief as he waited Kateb to respond.
 
(Reply from Onix Kateb)
(Posted by Edward Marzich)
 
 
 





Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge – SFI/XO - Commander John Wilson- 13:30) 

John walked out on to the bridge very conscious about the conversation he had just had with Blackford and Earl. What was more concerning was the reassignment; he looked at the view screen displaying Geneva in all its glory spinning silently in space. Smiling at it he thought about his times there and what he was about to do now. He had accepted the placement as SFI; he had operated with them several times now but never really liked them. Primarily they were out for themselves rather than any one else. He had received extra training when he had been on Earth now several years ago, he didn’t know if he was ready for this assignment however he was willing to give it a shot. 

Stepping out of the turbolift John looked around the Bridge, he felt like the old KGB officers on Russian subs he had read about. He imagined coming in and every one leaving the room, however as it stood no one knew about his new position. This was Proberly the best way at the present moment. He understood that the Nimitz’s previous SFI agent was now gone however the circumstances were not clear. This was something he would need to check up on. Moving to the centre of the bridge he looked around for the Captain’s ready room, he had never stood on a sovereign class before and it was a nice sensation. The three command chairs sat behind him with no one in them; during repairs it was not necessary to have a senior member of the command crew on duty. Looking at the FO’s chair he smiled, he would no longer be sitting on the Right hand of the Captain. He would be taking the left hand side seat smiling he moved over and pressed the door chime for the Captain’s ready room. As he was beaconed in John smiled and placed the pad on the table. 

“Captain, Im Commander John Wilson,” John stated extended his hand. 

(Reply Sash) 

“Captain I have been ordered to take position here on the Nimitz,” As he spoke John began to make his observations about Sash if he was to watch him he needed to know his movements and habits. However he needed to do it from a face of loyality. 

(Reply Sash, Any) 
(Posted By Richard Bowes) 

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge – CO & SFI/XO –Captain Sash & Commander Wilson- 13:31) 

Sash listened intently to the activity of the crew around him.  He was
making sure that everything was going the way it needed to without jumping
in and doing it all himself.  It was nice to have a well-trained crew.  He
heard a voice behind him and he turned around to see a familiar face
standing there.

"Captain, Im Commander John Wilson," he extended his hand. 

Sash broke into smile.  "Commander, a pleasure to actually met."  He got up
from his chair and shook hands.  Then a curious look came across his face.
"Although you’re timing may not be the best for a visit.  We've just had a
major problem with our warp core."

They stood there for a second, neither seemingly familiar with small talk.
"So what do I owe this honour Commander?" John smiled at the odd reception from the Nimitz CO. 

"Captain," Wilson began, "I have been ordered to take position here on the
Nimitz," 

"Really,” Sash was astonished.  "Perhaps we should continue this discussion
in my ready room."
 
John followed the Captain into his office as he did he began to make mental notes about the Captain. Build and more importantly walk, it was easy to tell everything about a person by their walk. This Captain had a confident stride and no doubt it was reflected in his personality. 

(Reply Any) 
(Posted By Al Muir & Richard Bowes)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Ready Room - Captain Sash & Commander John Wilson- 13:34) 

Sash led the way into the room. He offered the chair across from his desk to Wilson and went and sat in his own chair.  He leaned forward and clasped his hands on the desk, leaning on his elbows.  

"Okay Commander," he said, "what's going on here."
 
John paused for a moment and then cleared his throat, obviously the introduction im here to watch you would not be the most successful in a new meeting with a CO. Considering his words John spoke. 
 
"Well Captain Sash, im assigned to help you in the command duties. I’ve got several years as FO and it was deemed I could be of use to you," 
 
Sash looked at Wilson, again his brow furrowed.  "May I ask who deemed it necessary?  No offense to your experience Commander, but I already have an FO, and a little command experience myself."
 
"It was deemed necessary by the Admiral and other command level officers," John paused for a moment and then considered his position and how he would react in a similar situation. "Also with the break away from the fleet it is deemed that we need to begin forming new Intel communities and the easiest way to do that is with a ship on the move. However that must not go any further Captain," 
 
Sash sat back in his chair with that piece of information.  He realized that that was a most accurate assemesment.  Then a thought crossed his mind.
 
"Which Admiral?" he asked.
 
"LoDona sir," John replied not actually speaking to the Admiral he was on shaky ground however the orders did have LoDona's signature and Blackford was present on Geneva so no doubt he had to approved it along the line. 
 
"And you spoke with the Admiral yourself?"
 
John did not let himself look startled at all; keeping his hands open he looked the Captain in the eyes. 
 
"The Admiral was busy so it came from his subordinates," 
 
Sash leaned forward again and looked intently at the Commander.  "Really?  And these subordinates would be...? "
 
John paused for one moment and then looked into the Captain's eyes, it was pretty obvious that the Captain was attempting to probe him for information.. It was also becoming apparent that this was not going to be an easy assignment. The CO was cagey and paranoid, never a good combination. 
 
"Sir the orders are on this pad if you would like to read it for yourself," John stated placing a pad and sliding it along the desk. 
 
Sash looked at the PADD as if it were booby-trapped.  Then he cautiously picked it up.  He sat back in his seat and read.  The Angossian took his time, watching who apparently was his new Executive Officer over the top of the PADD.
 
Finally, he took a deep breath.  "And so there it is.  I guess it just would have been nice to be informed of this decision personally."
 
Then he stood up and relaxed.  "Oh well, I will be meeting with the Admiral tomorrow, I'll be able to take it up with him then."
 
John smiled and then nodded; to be honest at the back of his mind he didn’t have a clue if the orders were legitimate. For all he knew he was walking into a set up. However he would have to do it. If this Captain was a threat he could endanger the entire fleet. 
 
"So Captain, im I ok to take duties on the Nimitz?" 
 
Sash walked around the desk and sat on the edge.  "It says in the orders that you need to finish up your duties on Geneva and then to transfer over at both our mutual conveniences.  If you have nothing pressing on Geneva then feel free to make yourself at home, meanwhile."
 
He paused for moment then continued.  "After our repairs to the warp core we’ll need to take her out for a shake down.  Do you think your business on Geneva will be completed by then?"
 
"My business on Geneva for the mean time is over sir. Until the station needs to relocate I think I will be cleared to take the Nimitz position. If I might return after the shake down to assist in the Geneva transfer and then we will see from there, sir," John stated. 
 
Sash nodded and stood to his full height.  He offered his hand.  "In that case welcome aboard to Nimitz Commander Wilson.  Perhaps we can have some time over the next couple of days to get to know each other and I can see what you have in mind for my ship."
 
John smiled and stood up as well, accepting the Captain's handshake John felt a great weight lifted. 
 
"Thank you Captain Sash, if there is nothing else I would like to settle in might I speak to your Chief Of Operations to get settled in my quarters. Also sir might I enquire what happened to your previous SFI agent?" 
 
Sash chuckled a little.  "I killed him.  For getting in my way."  He got a sudden serious look on his face.  Then he smiled again.  "Sorry, couldn't resist.  Actually, he resigned his commission just recently and is heading home from Geneva. Personal reasons."
 
John paused for a moment, if it had been about 12 hours ago he could have took that as a joke. Smiling on one side he made a mental note to check on the previous agent perhaps he did find out something about the Captain. 
 
"Well sir, if there is nothing more I would like to get settled and then meet the crew," 
 
Sash could see that Wilson wasn't sure how to take his little joke.  He smiled an odd smile, just to keep him wondering.  "Absolutely.  And if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask.  Dismissed."
 
“Thank you sir,” John smiled and then turned his back on the Captain, it would be the last time he turned his back on a person again. As Intel it was becoming an impossibility to trust any one especially those that are possible threats. 
 
After Wilson left Sash sat back down at his desk.  He picked up the PADD and went over the orders once again.  Then he looked up at the door that the commander had left through.  There was something strange about this situation, and he was determined to figure out what it was.
 
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(Posted By Al & Richard) 
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz, Main Engineering, Lt.(sg) Zzt, 1337)

	Zzt shouted a long string of curses in his native tongue, as he
looked down the empty chasm where the warp core was suppose to be.  At the
very bottom, Zzt could see open space through the emergency force field
which had, luckily, activated like it was suppose to.  ~At least something
on this ship works like it suppose to.~  Zzt thought angrily.


	=/\=O'Neill to Zzt. Sir, do you know what went wrong? I triple
checked everything over at my end, it should have worked.=/\=  Zzt slapped
his comm-badge to reply to the new ACEO.

	"Zzt not know yet.  Get here.  We work to do.  We have to find out
what happen and pick up the pieces,"  Zzt said, his anger and disgust as
the situation apparent in his voice.

	=/\=Sash to Engineering, Lt. Zzt report.  What's going on down
there?=/\= 

	Zzt sighed, slapping his com-badge again.

	"Warp core not shut down like it was suppose to.  Emergency shut
down sequence not engage like it suppose to.  Zzt forced to eject core to
kill power to the nacelles to prevent a breach of subspace barrier.  That
would of been worse.  Ship probably not of survived," Zzt replied, his
anger and displeasure still evident in his voice.  "Give Zzt time to find
what went wrong.  Need send shuttles to recover warp core and anti-matter
pods as well as the exterior hull plating.  Will need send EVA teams to
re-attach hull plates once recovered.  Zzt could use Lt. Falthgood's help
down here if you not need him up there." 



(Reply, Sash. O'Neil, Any)
(Posted by Wes)

Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The Daily Grind, Day 1 
Stardate: 2406.06.20
 
(USS Nimitz, Bridge, CO- Captain Devan Sash, 1339)

=^=Warp core not shut down like it was suppose to.  Emergency shut
down sequence not engage like it suppose to.  Zzt forced to eject core to
kill power to the nacelles to prevent a breach of subspace barrier.  That
would of been worse.  Ship probably not of survived. Give Zzt time to find
what went wrong.  Need send shuttles to recover warp core and anti-matter
pods as well as the exterior hull plating.  Will need send EVA teams to
re-attach hull plates once recovered.  Zzt could use Lt. Falthgood's help
down here if you not need him up there.=^=

Sash looked over at Falthgood.  The CSO turned his head, "Ship is running on
the emergency backup generators. No matter what is wrong, we won't be able
to produce enough power that way to cause anything like this kind of
problem, though I've done some quick and dirty on the subspace fields to
shunt the power off to a further point in space, should give us a margin of
safety should something miraculously go wrong again." 
"Excellent," Sash said.  "It looks like Zzt could use you down in
engineering."

(reply Falthgood)

As Falthgood left Ssh turned to Tannasg.  "Mr. tannag, make arrangements for
a shuttle crew to go pick up the warp core, anti-matter pods, and the hull
plating."

(reply Tannasg)

He hit his comm badge.  "Sash to Ensign O'Neill."

(reply O'Neill)

"Ensign, I'm putting you in charge of the the reattchment of the hull
plating.  Coordinate the shuttle crews who will be bringing everything
back."

(reply O'Neill)

Then he turned to Kateb.  "I don't know what's going on down there, but I
want this incident investigated.  I also want security involved with
watching over the repairs to the hull plating."

(reply Kateb, O'Neill, Tannasg, Falthgood)
(posted by Al Muir)



Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz, Nacelle Station, Ensign (jg) Miles O'Neill, 1339)

Sash hit his comm badge.  =/\=Sash to Ensign O'Neill.=/\=

"Yes sir?"

"Ensign, I'm putting you in charge of the the reattchment of the hull plating. Coordinate the shuttle crews who will be bringing everything back."

"Aye sir. I'm reporting to Engineering now." Miles said. ~I've never reattached hull plating before, wonder if I'll need an EVA suit.~ He thought as he went to Main Engineering. When he reached there, he went to a station and began to work.

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(Posted by Matt Kirk)
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – FO's Office- FO - Commander Vanyssa Winters - 1339)

Vanyssa was sitting in her office, going over the reports when she 
heard the red alert signal.  She knew that the engineers were planning 
something, but she hadn't gotten the specifics, she had been busy with 
something else at the time.  The ship had rocked, and she gotten thrown 
out of her chair.  Did that happen befor ethe red alert or were they 
close to the same time ?  She couldn't remember.

"Red Alert, the warp core has been ejected, this isn't a drill... 
Everyone
on alert, at your post and report. Captain and First Officer are 
requested
on the bridge. I repeat, this isn't a drill, all security measures are
effective right now."

She picked herself up off the floor. "First Officer on her way."  She 
shouted, running out of her office for the turbolift to the bridge.

She got onto the bridge to see the warp core off the side of the ship.  
"What happened?"  She asked, looking at Falthgood, who seemed to be in 
intense concentration as his fingers flew over the keys.

She listened to the Engineers give their report and took her seat next 
to Sash.  It felt so strange to be on the other side of him!  "Well, at 
least we are at Geneva.  They will have the repair facilities to 
facilitate this."  She said, trying to make light  out of what 
happened.

(reply any)
(pb melinda :-)


Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge - aCSO 'Shades' Falthgood - 1340)

=^=Engineering to Bridge.  We almost ready down here.  Lt. Falthgood
ready up there to monitor the warp shell?=^=

Falthgood turned in his chair to look at a secondary monitor, "I forgot
my cigar, otherwise I'm ready five by five."

(reply: if desired)

"Proceed as planned Lt," 

Zach's hands flew as he brought up even more engineering schematics and
diagnostic processes. 

=^=Initiating powering up of warp core.=^=

"Go big daddy," Zach half-whispered as he looked at the readouts. 

=^=Core at 100% capacity.  Ready to divert to warp coils.=^= 

"Whenever you're ready Lt," 

=^=Diverting power now.=^=

Zach watched the transfer with a dull face, then blinked once as the
power spiked. The Warp fields forming around the ship flashed with
power, *somehow* and began expanding at an exponential rate. "Oh d*mn,"
Falthgood said as his fingers flew on his board. He turned his head to
look at a power-output meter. 

=^=Something wrong.=^=

"Lt., report.  Ensign Tannasg?" The Captain ordered. 

"Power to the core is growing, to many crystal facets are being hit and
the flow is most likely preventing shutdown procedures." Zach said,
"Excess power is shunting through the subspace fields, a subspace breach
is imminent." he shot back in a cold voice. Without saying another word
he turned in the chair again to a schematic of the subspace fields. 

(reply: Tannag)

"Red Alert," the captain called. 

"Keep the shields down!" Zach barked. The last thing they needed was
another subspace field in the equation, he was crunching enough numbers
in his head as it was. The ship bucked under him, but Zach had his legs
braced against the console frame. With long years of practiced he pulled
up a second diagram of the subspace fields around the ship, and started
manually entering commands that changed their configuration. "faster,
faster..." he breathed to himself.

=^=By the Holy Goddess.=^=

He flattened the configuration of the subspace fields and watched the
power shift positions and get 'fired' off the fields to a further remote
area of space. After several seconds the ship stopped bucking, but not
nearly enough power had been redirected to account for it. He looked the
field configurations over for a moment, and did a quick mental figure as
to what they would do if or when they were freshly hit... Rather then
spread the power, this configuration would continue to push the power
into one small area. It made it more likely to open a subspace rip, but
it would be a lot easier to repair once it was all over. It wasn't
perfect, but it would do if the power levels suddenly went critical
again, and give them a few second margin to get moving.

Zach took a deep breath, and turned his head to look at the power output
as the Captain ordered a status report and magnification on the screen.
Power levels were near zero, and the core was inactive. The beastie had
ejected it, no less. Zach took another deep breath and closed his eyes
with a nod.

"Sash to Engineering, Lt. Zzt report.  What's going on down there." 

=^=Warp core not shut down like it was suppose to.  Emergency shut down
sequence not engage like it suppose to.  Zzt forced to eject core to
kill power to the nacelles to prevent a breach of subspace barrier.
That would of been worse.  Ship probably not of survived, Give Zzt time
to find what went wrong.  Need send shuttles to recover warp core and
anti-matter pods as well as the exterior hull plating.  Will need send
EVA teams to re-attach hull plates once recovered.  Zzt could use Lt.
Falthgood's help down here if you not need him up there.=^=

Zach turned his head, "Ship is running on the emergency backup
generators. No matter what is wrong, we won't be able to produce enough
power that way to cause anything like this kind of problem, though I've
done some quick and dirty on the subspace fields to shunt the power off
to a further point in space, should give us a margin of safety should
something miraculously go wrong again."

(reply: CEO, CO, any)
(posted by Trout)


Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Bridge – TAC/SC Ensign Kateb – 1340)
 
The incident with the warp core created a few other problems of coordination and accidents, so she had left the bridge to solve them up and she was back since 5 minutes, has she ascertain the security status when Captain Sash saw her and ask.
 
"I don't know what's going on down there, but I want this incident investigated.  I also want security involved with watching over the repairs to the hull plating."

“Understood Captain.” Onyx briefly went to her console and punching a few keys on it. “Security, I want 5 men in engineering deck, I will meet them there for further instructions. Kateb out.” And she was out again.
 
(USS Nimitz – Engineering – 1344)

When she arrived she saw Ensign Dema watching over a group of engineers overlooking at the damages.

“Ensign Dema, we weren't formally introduced... Ensign Kateb.” She extended her hand, to great him.”

(Reply from Dema, anyone)
(Posted by Laurence)
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz, Main Engineering, Lt.(sg) Zzt, 1345)

	Main engineering was a mad house.  Zzt had called in the next shift
of engineering early, and the place was literally swarming with engineering
teams.  People running to and fro.  Yelling readings and reports back and
forth over the large room.  Consoles were opened, conduits exposed, wall
panels laid on the floor revealing the conduits and circuitry behind them.
In the middle of this maelstrom, his massive form still clearly visible,
stood Zzt.  Still at the Master Display Console, Zzt's loud deep voice
could be heard over the din, yelling orders and curses.  Goading his
engineers on.

	"Zzt want those EPS relays replaced!  Get impulse manifold purged
and replace those burnt gel packs!  By Grrdondaa's Hide, Zzt want that
interphasic impulse injector replaced before it blow the entire relay
system!  The plasmonic warp discriminator is out of alignment still!
Johnson!  What you doing up there!?  Cleaning your claws?  You should had
that done by now!"  On and on the Chief Engineer went, a stark contrast to
his normal passive demeanor.  Someone, or something, had dared mess with
HIS engines and he was determined to find our who or what and make sure
they paid.  He had succeed in putting the fear of Zzt into his crew, and
they were running madly to appease the angry Chief.  Zzt looked over to see
Lt. Falthgood making his way through the mob and mess that Main engineering
had become.

	"About time you showed up," Zzt barked, angrily, "You maneuver,
fried the annular plasma injectors.  Zzt gonna have to rebuild the damn
things.  Might as well hang a condemned sign on the warp core and we all
move to a Keltoi class." Before Falthgood could respond, Zzt turned away
from the acting CSO.  "O'Neill!  Get you teams suited up and ready to move
into position to put those hull plates back on.  Zzt can't re-install the
core till you done, so move it!!"  Zzt then turned his attention back to
Falthgood.

(Reply Falthgood, O'Neill)

	"You got clue what went wrong?" Zzt asked Falthgood, "Zzt sure it
something no good.  Zzt want you go over logs of procedure.  Look for
anything amiss.  If it was error on our part, Zzt gonna skin someone, if it
wasn't we need know.  Also computer slowed down in middle of process.  Zzt
not find any log of excess computer usage during that time.  You look that
too?  Zzt really busy at moment and can't concentrate on finding cause
right now.  Once we get things back in order, you help Zzt recalibrates the
warp drive subspace field parameters?"

(Reply Falthgood, O'Neill, Any)
(Posted by Wes)
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz, Main Engineering, Ensign (jg) Miles O'Neill, 1345)
 
"O'Neill! Get you teams suited up and ready to move into position to put those hull plates back on. Zzt can't re-install the core till you done, so move it!!"
 
"They're already suited up and standing by, sir." Miles said.
 
(Reply Zzt)
 
 ~I don't think I've ever been more afraid of anything in my life.~ Miles thought. Who wouldn't be afraid of a huge Gerratlian who was incredibly angry? He quickly began making the neccessary preparations to the reattachment procedure, fast so it would take less time, but slow enough that he wouldn't make any mistakes.
 
(Reply Zzt, any)
(Posted by Matt Kirk)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Engineering – Ensign Jason Dema - 1346)

While Jason was assisting in engineering, he was suddenly adressed to by Ensign Kateb

“Ensign Dema, we weren't formally introduced... Ensign Kateb.” She extended her hand, to great him.”
 
"I'm Ensign Jason, pleased to meet you."
 
Jason didn't reach for her hand, but for her shoulders, pulled her closer and gave a kiss on the cheek.
 
"That's how we in our family say hello to someone on equal or lower class, in this case, rank, and since we are a kind of a family... I just don't hope I insulted you."

(Reply from Kateb, anyone)
(Posted by Anthony Struelens)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Main Engineering - Lt(jg) Zach Falthgood - 1349)

Zach quirked and eyebrow and moved his 7 foot frame to the side as a 5
foot female engineer made way to, and past him, with enough
determination that he didn't want to mess with her. It was an
interesting sight, Engineering. He had looked in for about a minute
before trying to barge his way through, mostly paying attention to the
Teddy directing traffic. For some reason, it reminded him of a conductor
and his orchestra... All Zzt needed was the black coat and tails. 

After several near-collisions and one hit-and-run, he finally made it to
within vocal distance of the Chief Engineer. 

	"About time you showed up," the bear barked "You maneuver, fried
the annular plasma injectors.  Zzt gonna have to rebuild the damn
things.  Might as well hang a condemned sign on the warp core and we all
move to a Keltoi class."

Zach quirked an eyebrow and crossed his arms as the CEO turned around
and barked at someone else. He finally shrugged and continued waiting,
he wasn't going to do anything without GODS approval. After a few
moments, he turned back and said, "You got clue what went wrong?" Zzt
asked Falthgood, "Zzt sure it something no good.  Zzt want you go over
logs of procedure.  Look for anything amiss.  If it was error on our
part, Zzt gonna skin someone, if it wasn't we need know.  Also computer
slowed down in middle of process.  Zzt not find any log of excess
computer usage during that time.  You look that too?  Zzt really busy at
moment and can't concentrate on finding cause right now.  Once we get
things back in order, you help Zzt recalibrates the warp drive subspace
field parameters?"

Zach shrugged, "Ill take a look, I didn't notice anything at the time. I
was to busy blowing out plasma injectors by imputing whole new subspace
field equations into the matrix to shunt off the extra power being
directed through the fields." He quirked an eyebrow, "It might be worth
it for you to find out just HOW the hell all that excess power was
dumped onto the subspace fields, that isn't exactly a normal side-effect
of a power overload."

(reply Zzt)

The Acting CSO, in a much fouler mood then he was coming in, shoved his
way through the crowd of engineers for the turbolift. Once he had
finally made it, he barked "Primary Computer Core."



(USS Nimitz - Main Computer Core, LCARS computer lab - Lt(jg) Zach
Falthgood - 1357)

Zach pushed up his shades briefly and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Look, lad, get out of my way NOW or I'm going to remove you myself."

His 'opponent', a member of his own department, wasn't letting him by
into the LCARS hard-wired terminal because he hadn't been on the
schedule. It was something Zach was having trouble reconciling, he had
good cause to be there and he was head of the department. The Hard-wired
terminal was the only one that couldn't be hacked, not unless it was
accessed directly. 

"Sorry, Sir."

That was enough. Zach put the shades back in place, reached out and
grabbed the officer by the arms just below the shoulders, and picked up
straight up. "Son, you've tried my patience. I'm not head of this
department for NO reason, you will step aside and by God you will LIKE
it!"

He half turned, then dropped the officer beside the door. 'Shades'
brought up a finger, "And if you say one more word, your sorry butt will
be transferred to engineering as a sewage sub-chief. Get me?"

Without waiting for an answer he walked inside the sliding door. Inside
were three terminals and another door that lead to the core itself. Zach
rubbed his hands together, mostly to relieve his agitation, and sat down
roughly on one of the over-small chairs. Without further ado he kicked
back and put his boots up on one of the consoles. "Computer, identify
Lieutenant Zachary Falthgood. Command Code Alpha Niner Five Charlie."

[Lieutenant Zachary Falthgood, identified]

"Good, load all computer usage, system logon information, and both the
primary and secondary core physical access logs for the last five hours.
Also run a search on the logs for all fore-mentioned for the last
twenty-four hours and look for inconsistencies or unusual
circumstances."

[Logs loaded, self-diagnostic of activities will take approximately
fifty-five minutes.]

"Very well," Zach said, "Also load me a copy of the Engineering
over-logs, all engineering console logs, warp core logs, anti-matter
consumption logs and the Warp-coil activity logs for the last two hours.
Also, any maintenance logs current in the last week on any of the
subspace, SIF and IDF and warp coil maintenance processes. I want a list
of any corrective action taken, and by whom it was taken."

[Logs loaded]

"Good, now take all those engineering logs for the last two hours and
start running a chronological scan of them... Specifically, meet any
computer anomalies with subsequent engineering mishaps, concentrating
especially just before and just after the warp-core restart."

[Scan will be complete in seven minutes.]

"Excellent, you beautiful beastie you." Zach said, "And now for the good
stuff. Track every user that logged onto the LCARS retrieval system in
the last day, and note if any of them are suspicious or their logins
were hacked to cover true logon location and user identity.
Cross-reference any anomalous readings with other logins from the same
supposed person or location in the last five months."

[Tracking, scan will be complete in twelve minutes.]

"And last of all, load all said logs onto PADD..." he pulled one out of
one of his specially designed pockets and looked at the back of it, 
"PADD 3298-H, include full security sub-routines for sensitive
information."

A second passed, followed by [PADD upload complete]

"And contact someone in the galley to send me up a coffee." he said as
he activated the PADD.

(reply: any)
(posted by Trout)


Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Bridge – XO/SFI  - Commander John Wilson- 13:50) 
 
John walked out of the captain’s ready room and then paused as the door sealed behind him. Looking around he saw the operations consol and moved over. Smiling John extended his hand. 
 
“Chief?” John stated. 
 
(Reply Tannasg) 
 
“A pleasure to meet you, Im Commander John Wilson, XO,” behind the smile that was on his face he was weighing up the Ensign and his responses. If the CO was up to something his crew might also be compromised. 
 
(Reply Tannasg) 
 
“I have come to speak to you about the assigning of quarters?” 
 
(Reply Tannasg) 
 
NRPG add anything general chit chat etc ;-)  its good to talk 
RPG 
 
(USS Nimitz – Personal Quarters – XO/SFI – Commander John Wilson – 14:20) 
 
Throwing his bag onto the bed John looked around the quarters, they were small to those on Geneva. However at the moment the children were not here so they would be enough to accommodate him on his own. Leaving the bag on the red bedspread John moved over to the computer behind the desk. Resting both hands on the glass surface John pressed the button for the consol to raise. As it finished rising John pressed the control buttons on the door. 
 
“Computer activate security seals, authorisation Wilson159Omega9,” The computer beeped in agreement. John then moved back over to his bed and unzipped the package that he had been given by Earl.  Removing the tricorder he began to move it around the room scanning for bugs. As the tricorder gave the green light John placed it next to the computer and activated the encryption protocols. It was a difficult thing to consider that from now on he was going to have to sweep his room daily for bugs and always be keeping one eye over his shoulder. Pressing the computer he entered his access code and then entered the personnel file for the Nimitz crew. Reading slowly over the names he pulled up each of the personnel files. After reaching halfway though the command crew he paused and leant back into his seat. Stretching he looked at the files once more, the Nimitz had 665 crew. This was going to be possibly a long job; on his own it was going to be even more difficult.. Also due to his taking on the XO job he was going to be primarily on the bridge. It was obvious he was going to need help. Changing to the communication he entered his Intel coded frequency and then opened it up. Earl appeared on his screen grinning. 
 
=^= Commander, how goes the assignment? =^= Earl requested over the com link, it was always a confusing thing especially since his surroundings seemed out of place. Squinting his eyes he reached over and collected his reading glasses. Looking once more at the surroundings he began to snigger.. Earl was sitting behind a desk in a storage room. The boxes all marked with Klingon markings obviously indicated they knew whom Earl was and that they were therefore cooperating with the freedom Intel. 
 
“ Everything is proceeding well, however I think the Captain is not going to be as easy as you had believed. I would like to request that you send some one to give me a hand,” John stated, leaning back into the seat once more. Earl seemed to think for a moment and then he smiled. 
 
=^=Ill send just the man soon Commander, was there anything else? =^= 
 
“No, Wilson out,” John ended the com, Earl was a peculiar character. He had not been introduced to him via a rank. In all introductions he was Commander first everything else second. However this man was just Earl Partridge, why would a civilian hold such a senior rank to be trusted so implicitly by LoDona. 
 
Pausing for a moment he stood up from the desk and moved over to the bathroom. Pushing the tap the water began to flow freely, running his hands under it he threw the water against his face. Looking back up into the mirror he looked at the beard he was growing. Rubbing it he became reminder of the man he did not want to turn into. Collecting the razor he began to shave of the beard he had been growing. 
 
As he finally finished he looked back up at the mirror and smiled. He looked nothing like Blackford again. Taking a breath John looked at the reflection, he was not looking different but it was a feeling inside. He was beginning to change, gone was the boy of old. John went to the wardrobe and removed a new uniform. Changing into his new uniform he rubbed down. Pausing once more he looked in the mirror and then moved off. 
 
(USS Nimitz – Sickbay – XO/SFI – Commander John Wilson – 14:50) 
 
John walked through the sickbay doors and looked around for the CMO. He had familiarised himself briefly with the senior crews images, pausing for a moment in the doorway he finally caught sight of KinKaid. Moving over John cleared his throat. 
 
“Doctor KinKaid, im Commander John Wilson,” 
 
(Reply KinKaid) 
 
“A pleasure Ensign, now what I would like if possible would be a medical. All officers arriving on a new ship should be given a medical. I was just wondering if you had the time Doctor?” 
 
(Reply KinKaid) 
 
NRPG il let you take it from here doc ;-) 
RPG 
 
(Reply Tannasg, KinKaid, Any) 
(Posted By Richard Bowes) 


Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Bridge – OPS - Ensign Tannasg - 13:50) 
 
Tannasg was on the bridge at his station when he saw a man walking out of the ready room and towards him.
The man extended his hand "Chief?" he said.

The Romulan looked up. "Sir?" he replied, as he shook the mans hand.
 
“A pleasure to meet you, Im Commander John Wilson, XO,” behind the smile that
was on his face he was weighing up the Ensign and his responses. If the CO was
up to something his crew might also be compromised. 

"Commander, I am Ensign Tannasg." ~But no doubt you already knew that part.~ he added in his mind. He nodded "Something on your mind commander?" Tannasg asked.
 
“I have come to speak to you about the assigning of quarters?” 

Tannasg raised an eyebrow, knowing this wasn't the entire truth. "Assigning of quarters? Very well. Do you wish to talk about this here, or someplace else?"

(Reply Wilson)
(Posted By Maik) 
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz, Main Engineering, Lt.(sg) Zzt, 1354)

	"Lt. Zzt, I'm Ensign Jason Dema, security officer, Sash send me to
secure the area and help in finding the cause."

	Zzt turned and looked down at the scrawny, fur less human standing
in front of him.  His lips curled up revealing his large gleaming fangs,
but it was no smile.

	"Secure area?" Zzt asked, looking around, "What?  We expect
invasion of Romulan's soon?" He looked back down at Dema.  "You try stop
them all by self?  Not very bright.  Zzt not need people in his way.  Lot
work to do.  Finding cause, you engineering experience? Know how use
hydro-spaner?"

(Reply Dema)

	Zzt slapped the tool into the human's tiny little paw, then guided
him over toward an open wall panel with one large hairy arm.  "You help,
Sertal.  Him investigating.  You know how do that right?"

(Reply Dema)

	"Good.  Try not break nothing."  Zzt said, before turning and
moving back over to the Master Display console.  Keeping and ear and eye on
the new security officer. 

	A short time latter, Zzt noticed Ensign Kateb show up and move over
to talk to the other security officer.  Zzt scowled.  ~Got too much work to
do with out having security under paw to trip over.~

	Then Dema reached out, grabbed Kateb and kissed her.  Zzt's eyes
grew wide, is shock and surprise.  To Zzt a kiss could mean only one thing.
A prelude to mating.  He turned and quickly moved back over to the two
security officers.

	"No! No! NO!" Zzt exclaimed, moving his massive bulk between the
two and grabbing them both by their uniform shirts, and lifting them onto
their tippy toes.  "You no mate in here!  Zzt not have you distracting him
crew with you heavy panting and growling.  Too much work to do.  Go get
private room.  Make cubs all you want." Zzt released the two then slapped
his comm-badge.  ~Don't have time for this.~

	"Zzt to Captain Sash," Zzt said into the open comm-channle, "Why
Dema and Kateb want to mate in Main Engineering?  This no time to be making
cubs!" 

(Reply, Dema, Kateb, Sash)
(Posted by Wes the Wacky)


Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz- Bridge- CO-  Captain Devan Sash- 1356)

Sash was sitting anxiously, awaiting department reports from the 
failed to repolarize the warp coils.  It just didn't seem right.  
He knew that Zzt would have planned for every possible contingency, 
so whatever happened, was most likely not in the realm of normal
possible events.

=^=Zzt to Captain Sash why Dema and Kateb want to mate in Main 
Engineering?  This no time to be making cubs!" 

~Making cubs?!  What the ...~

"What are you..."  he began when another voice cut him off.

=^=Jason to Captain Sash, there has been a misunderstanding, I'll 
report to you later about the situation if you agree.=^=

Sash was confused, and it's something he hated being.  "What the hell
is going on down.  Mating with Kateb? Misunderstanding?  I'm on my way,
and you'll report to me then.  Sash out."

He got up from his seat and headed to the turbo-lift.  "Sash to Winters,

I need you on the bridge."

(reply Winters)

This was getting to be a very bizarre day.

(USS Nimitz- Main Engineering- CO- aptain Devan Sash- 1400)

Sash ran from the turbo lift to the enterance to main engineering.  
The sight he came upon was unique, to say the least.  Amidst the 
turmoil of the department recovering from and emergency warp core dump
there was a scene that reminded Sash of an antique motion picture he
had once seen about a group of security officers known as the Keystone
Cops.

Zzt loomed over Dema who seemed to be trying to explain something to him
with a hydro spanner waving wildly in his hand.  Kateb seemed to be 
caught in the middle of being embarrassed to being furious.  He could
see  the muscles tense in her shoulders.  He wasn't sure who or what 
she was mad at, but he inteended to find out.

Sash walked up to the group and tried to get their attention.  It was 
obvius that they were too rapped up in what they were doing to notice
him.  Finally, in a fit of frustration the Angossian took a deep breath.

"THAT IS ENOUGH!!" he shouted as loud as he could.  He pointed to Dema.
"You, in the hallway."  He pointed to Kateb, "Ensgin, please join him."
He looked at Zzt who loked like he was about to chew up and spit out a 
piece of duranium.  "Lt., are you able to get back to work?"

(reply Dema, Kateb, Zzt)
(posted by Al Muir)




Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz, Main Engineering, Lt.(sg) Zzt, 1358)

	"Mating? Zzt, I think you misunderstand, it's a habit on earth to
greet each other, so put us down so I can finish the panel and then Ensign
Kateb can continue hers," Dema said before calling Captain Sash himself.
Zzt shook his head, not buying it.  He wagged a claw in front of Dema's
face.

	"You not fool Zzt," He said, looking down his snout at the new
officer like an admonishing parent.  "Zzt been watching humanoid matting
practices.  You adult male.  She adult female.  Adult male only kiss adult
female if they want mate.  You pull her close so you fully catch scent and
she yours.  Then you announce you want to mate by kiss."  Zzt waved a paw
dismissively.  "Now, Zzt not mind if you want mate.  Zzt hope you have lots
of healthy litters of cubs.  But NOW is not time, and engineering not place
for matting.  You-"

	"THAT IS ENOUGH!!" Sash yelled suddenly, from behind, cutting Zzt
off.  Sash pointed to Dema. "You, in the hallway."  He pointed to Kateb,
"Ensign, please join him." 

	Sash then looked at Zzt, "Lt., are you able to get back to work?"

	"You let them mate in hall way?" Zzt asked, now confused.  "Them
growling and panting still distract Zzt crew.  Lot work to do.  Zzt not
need crew distracted, but you Captain.  Want Zzt broadcast the mating to
entire ship?  Can even put on main viewer on bridge.   Zzt not understand
why you humanoids always want mate at the oddest times.  Ship nearly
destroyed. You humanoids go mate!  Insane!" Zzt waved his paws over his
head in frustration and shook his massive head.  "Zzt never understand you
little fur less humanoids."

(Reply Sash)

NRPG:  Leaving room here for more.  : P

RPG

(USS Nimitz, Main Engineering, CEO, Lt(sg) Zzt, 14:24)

	Zzt stood at the MDC, his paws dancing over the console entering
commands preparing to reestablish computer control to the now reinstalled
anti-matter pods and the warp core.  They were still a long way from done,
but they were making progress.

	=/\=Falthgood to Zzt, shut down all Warp core subroutines and put
the Antimatter containment systems on emergency backups, remove them from
Computer control!=/\=

	Zzt stopped, his paws just above the console about to enter the
execute command to re-establish computer control to the warp core and the
anti-matter pods.  Zzt didn't know what Falthgood had found, but he could
tell by his tone that it wasn't good.   Zzt, typed in a command, erasing
the set of commands he had just been about to execute.  Leaving the warp
core and anti-matter pods on emergency back up's.  

	A few minuets latter Falthgood came running into Main Engineering,
and Zzt moved to meet him.  

	"Zzt was just about to re-establish computer control when you call.
Zzt leave them on emergency back up.  What you find?"  Zzt asked, looking
at the PADD in Falthgood's hand. 

(Reply Dema, Sash, Falthgood, any)
(Posted by Wes)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Main Engineering - Ensign Jason dema - 1359)

Jason saw Zzt revealing his fangs, he didn't lokked that friendly, more annoyed

 "Secure area?" Zzt asked, looking around, "What?  We expect
invasion of Romulan's soon?" He looked back down at Dema.  "You try stop
them all by self?  Not very bright.  Zzt not need people in his way.  Lot
work to do.  Finding cause, you engineering experience? Know how use
hydro-spaner?"

"I sure do, just tell me what to do and I'll get right on it."

 Zzt slapped the tool into the human's tiny little paw, then guided
him over toward an open wall panel with one large hairy arm.  "You help,
Sertal.  Him investigating.  You know how do that right?"

Jason looked back at the panel.
 
"That's a piece of cake, it'll be done in no time."

 "Good.  Try not break nothing."  Zzt said, before turning and
moving back over to the Master Display console.  Keeping and ear and eye on
the new security officer. 

A short time latter, Ensign Kateb entered the room and came to Jason and introduced herself to Jason, Then Dema reached out, grabbed Kateb and kissed her on the cheek. Suddenly Zzt. came running to them.

"No! No! NO!"
 
Zzt exclaimed, moving his massive bulk between the
two and grabbing them both by their uniform shirts, and lifting them onto
their tippy toes.
"You no mate in here!  Zzt not have you distracting him crew with you heavy panting and growling.  Too much work to do.  Go get private room.  Make cubs all you want."
 
Zzt released the two then slapped

Jason saw Zzt slapping his combadge

 "Zzt to Captain Sash, Why Dema and Kateb want to mate in Main Engineering?  This no time to be making cubs!" 
 
Jason was surprised about what Zzt said.
 
"Mating? Zzt, I think you misunderstand, it's a habit on earth to greet each other, so put us down so I can finish the panel and then Ensign Kateb can continue hers."
 
Jason slapped hiw combadge
 
"Jason to Captain Sash, there has been a misunderstanding, I'll report to you later about the situation if you agree."

(Reply Zzt, Kateb, Sash)
(Posted by Anthony Struelens)
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz- Main Engineering- Ensign Jason Dema - 1402)

While Jason was trying to explain to Zzt, he didn't notice that Sash had entered engineering

"THAT IS ENOUGH!!" Sash shouted.
 
Then Sash pointed at Jason

"You, in the hallway."
 
"Yes Sir." Jason said and before running outside he heard Sash saying the same thing to Kateb.
 

(reply anyone involved in this)
(posted by Anthony Struelens)
 
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz- Bridge- CO-  Captain Devan Sash- 1404)

Sash listened as Zzt began to rant about the behavior of the security crew.
He tried hard to look serious as the Gerratlian misunderstood what Sash had
done by ordering them out into the hallway.

 "You let them mate in hall way?" Zzt asked.  Sash couldn't help but choke
back a laugh.  He tried to interrupt but couldn't get a word in.  

"That's not what I..." Sadh tried to say.

"Them growling and panting still distract Zzt crew.  Lot work to do.  Zzt
not need crew distracted," Zzt continued his tirade.

"I don't think..." he tried again.

"Zzt broadcast the mating to entire ship?  Can even put on main viewer on
bridge."

Sash held up his hands, "No, no, no, that won't be necessary."  But it was
obvious his CEO was not paying attention.   

"Zzt not understand why you humanoids always want mate at the oddest times.
Ship nearly destroyed. You humanoids go mate!  Insane Zzt never understand
you little fur less humanoids." 

The big Gerratlian wandered away still muttering to himself.  Sash could not
fight the big grin that had managed to work it's way onto his face. The
image of Onyx and Dema having sex on the main viewer played across his mind.
He remembered reading about a form of entertainment on Earth inhis history
class.  What was it called... pernography... no pornography, where it was
common for people to copulate in various ways for the enjoyment of others to
watch.

He didn't comprehend it, unless it was used for instructional purposes.  Of
course he wasn't exactly human, and was raised in a celebate atmosphere.
Still, he couldn't help but wonder the effect it would have on his crew.
There was more than enough fraternization going on, he didn't think that
would help.

He took a deep breath and headed out into the hallway, to find out exactly
what had happened.

(USS Nimitz- Hallway outside Main Engieering- CO- Captain Sash- 1405)

He moved over to Dema and Kateb and pulled them further down the corridoor.
He looked from one to the other with a scowl.  "Now would someone care to
explain to me just what the hell went on in there?"

(reply Kateb, Dema)
(posted by Al Muir)




Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The Daily Grind, Day 1 
Stardate: 2406.06.20 

(USS Nimitz- Hallway outside Main Engieering- Ensign Jason Dema - 1406) 

Sash came in the hallway, where Ensign Kateb and Jason were waiting, and looked at them with kind of an annoyed face

"Now would someone care to explain to me just what the hell went on in there?" 

Jason scratched his head...

"Errrr, I think I'm to blame again." Jason started

(space for interuption if needed)

"I was working on the panel Zzt assigned to me, when Ensign Kateb came to me and proposed... I mean produced, I mean...

Jason was getting very stressfull and began talking gibberish. So he tried to pull himself together and tried to explain once again.

"As I said she came to me and introduced herself to me, I introduced myself to her, but instead of shaking her hand, I gave her a kiss on the cheek... I'm sorry, it's wtill an old habit... couldn't help it..."

(reply Sash, Kateb) 
(posted by Anthony Struelens) 
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Outside engineering – TAC/SC Ensign Kateb – 1408)
 
Onyx look at Ensign Dema a bit surprised, actually down right speechless. Everything went fast around her, and the Captain now was there. He ask her and Ensign Dema to leave and shortly he also join them. The only thing in her mind was.
 
~Damn! This is going to be all over the ship. Talk about an introduction.~
 
Dema stepped in to explain the confusion and what happen to the captain.
 
"Now would someone care to explain to me just what the hell went on in there?" 
 
Jason scratched his head.
 
"Errrr, I think I'm to blame again." Jason started
 
"I was working on the panel Zzt assigned to me, when Ensign Kateb came to me and proposed... I mean produced, I mean...” Jason was getting very stressful and began talking gibberish. So he tried to pull himself together and tried to explain once again.
 
"As I said she came to me and introduced herself to me, I introduced myself to her, but instead of shaking her hand, I gave her a kiss on the cheek... I'm sorry, it's still an old habit... couldn't help it..."
 
Onyx finally got her tongue back. “I was cut by surprise and suddenly Lt. Zzt shouting. It happen the way Ensign Dema said. I walked in, introduced myself to him, then Ensign Dema kiss me and all hell broke loose.” Onyx pass both hand in her hair and sigh.
 
(Reply from Dema, Sash, anyone)
(Posted by Laurence)
 
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Outside engineering - CO - Captain Devan Sash - 1409)
 
Sash looked from Kateb to dema and then back to Kateb.  It was apparent that
she knew less about what was going on than he did himself.  He took a deep
breath before speaking.  

"Ensign Kateb," he finally said, "I want you to find out what happened
during thee procedure, but stay out of Zzt's way.  If at all possible, let
him know that no mating is occuring at this moment, and most likely will not
be occuring until the end of the shift."

(reply Kateb)

When Onyx left he turned to Dema.  "Mr. Dema, walk with me."  

He turned and walked towards the turbo lift.  "You've had quite a first day,
haven't you Ensign?"

(reply Dema)

"Tell me Ensign," the Captain continued, "during your time at the academy,
did you have an opportunity to learn protocal, and behavioral expectations?"

(reply Dema)

They arrived at the turbo lift and stepped on as the door opened.  "Bridge,"
Sash called out.  The turbo lift began to move.

"Now I must say, that it's not everyone that can leave Onyx Kateb speachless
and confused, but I'd rather it had not happened the way it did."

He waved off the apology that he knew was coming.  "Save it Ensign.  I'm not
the one you need to be apologizing to.  You'd better find a way to make it
up to Onyx.  Since she is your immediate supervisor, it is her opinion you
should be worrying about right now.  And of course Lt. Zzt will be expecting
to have one of your cubs named after him.  Eventually that will have to be
worked out too."

The turbo lift stopped and they stepped onto the bridge.  He walked with
Dema to the tactical station and stopped.  "You have just had a practical
demonstration why we have some of the protocals we do have.  You have a new
task.  I would like you to inventory our torpedo supply and weapons lockers.
I want to know who has firearms assigned to then and where those firearms
are."

Sash stood back for a second and then added.  "You may think this is some
kind of punishment, but it is not.  Something strange is going on, on this
ship, and I wnat to know what it is.  I want to know who's involved and how
worried I should be about them.  But while you are doing this, I might
suggest you familiarize yourself with the tactical station and think of a
way to impress the living daylights out of Ensign Kateb."

Sash walked away, then stopped and turned around.  "Oh, by the way, it's
good to see that you do indeed own a uniform."  He smiled at the new
security officer and then headed for his seat."

(reply Dema, Kateb)
(posted by Al Muir




Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Outside engineering - CO - Captain Devan Sash - 1409)

Kateb was sent back to check about what happened during the procedure, and then Sash turned ti Jason

"Mr. Dema, walk with me."  

He turned and walked towards the turbo lift.  "You've had quite a first day,

haven't you Ensign?"

"Yes, that's a way to describe it." 

"Tell me Ensign," the Captain continued, "during your time at the academy,

did you have an opportunity to learn protocal, and behavioral expectations?"

Jason feared this was coming.

"Yes Sir, I did." 

They arrived at the turbo lift and stepped on as the door opened. 

 "Bridge,"

Sash called out.  The turbo lift began to move and Sash continued

"Now I must say, that it's not everyone that can leave Onyx Kateb speachless

and confused, but I'd rather it had not happened the way it did."

Jason wanted to add something in but Sash waved off the apology that he knew was coming.

"Save it Ensign.  I'm notthe one you need to be apologizing to. You'd better find a way to make it up to Onyx.  Since she is your immediate supervisor, it is her opinion you should be worrying about right now.  And of course Lt. Zzt will be expecting to have one of your cubs named after him.  Eventually that will have to be worked out too."

The turbo lift stopped and they stepped onto the bridge.  Sash walked with

Dema to the tactical station and stopped.

"You have just had a practical demonstration why we have some of the protocals we do have.  You have a new task.  I would like you to inventory our torpedo supply and weapons lockers. I want to know who has firearms assigned to then and where those firearms are."

Sash stood back for a second and then added.

"You may think this is somekind of punishment, but it is not.  Something strange is going on, on this ship, and I want to know what it is. I want to know who's involved and how worried I should be about them.  But while you are doing this, I might suggest you familiarize yourself with the tactical station and think of a way to impress the living daylights out of Ensign Kateb."

 "I don't see it as a punishment, cause that would be a waste of time, and like the old saying goes: Time is money."

Jason added a little smile to show his confidence in his abilities.

Then Sash walked away, then stopped and turned around.

"Oh, by the way, it'sgood to see that you do indeed own a uniform."

Sash smiled and Jason smiled too

"Yeah, I found it in the trash... I think the rotten egg is still in here somewhere."

(reply Sash)
(posted by Anthony Struelens) 
Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The daily grind, day 1
Stardate: 2406.06.20
 
(USS Nimitz - tactical station - Ensign Jason Dema - 1413)
 
Jason started his download of the weapons-complement to a PADD.
 
"Torpedo-complement is complete, I see the starboard phaser needs to be aligned, hand-held phasers..."
 
Jason paused for a short while
 
(reply Sash or anyone on the bridge)
 
"I see a that Ensign Julie, a new marine, has 4 spare phaser in his locker-room.... and that 2 are missing... and they seem to have dissapeared. Shall I contact Geneva to see if they have them?"
 
(reply Sash)
(posted by Anthony Struelens)

Stardate:2406.06.20
N(USS Nimitz - tactical station - Ensign Jason Dema - 1418)

Jason started his download of the weapons-complement to a PADD.

"Torpedo-complement is complete, I see the starboard phaser needs to be
aligned, hand-held phasers..."

Jason paused for a short while

(reply Sash or anyone on the bridge if needed)

"I see a that Ensign Julie, a new marine, has 4 spare phaser in his
locker-room.... and that 2 are missing... and they seem to have
dissapeared. Shall I contact Geneva to see if they have them?"

but before Sash could answer, the computer beeped.
 
"Captain, I am reading unusual activity from the computer core."

(reply Sash)
(posted by Anthony Struelens)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Sickbay - Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid -1450)

Kinkaid was still sore from his bout with choking on a piece of chicken from 
his lunch earlier in Ten Forward.  His head nurse, Janet Sanders, gave him a 
good bill of health to return to duty at his own pace until full recovery is 
achieve. Kinkaid could not fathom the mounting medical reports on his desk, 
but he had to deal with his neglected patients first.

While checking a crewman's medical PADD, an accented voice spoke from 
behind, possibly an English accent; Kinkaid paused for a moment and then 
turn slightly to see who it could be.

"Doctor Kinkaid, I'm Commander John Wilson."

Kinkaid looked straight then up slightly. His eyes widen in amazement to see 
a very tall Starfleet officer standing before him.  Kinkaid realized that 
this officer was a Commander, but did not recognize him at all. Nevertheless 
he greeted the Commander.

"Greetings, Commander. I’m Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid, Chief Medical 
Officer on the USS Nimitz. What can I do for you, Sir?"  Kinkaid inquired 
upon completion of his introduction.

Commander Wilson sensed that Kinkaid was very busy and immediately got down 
to business.  “A pleasure Ensign, now what I would like, if possible, would 
be a medical.  All officers arriving on a new ship should be given a 
medical.  I was just wondering if you had the time, Doctor?”

Kinkaid pondered as to what Commander Wilson meant by “medical”?  He 
responded to the Commander’s request.  “Of course, Sir, all new personnel 
arriving on the Nimitz are required to have a medical scan and a bio reading 
result inputted into the ship's medical log and filed.  Since you are new 
here, walk this way and follow me to my examining bed.  Do not worry, Sir, 
this won’t take too long and it is painless to be sure.”

(Reply XO, Commander Wilson)

Kinkaid escorted Commander Wilson to the examining bed and asked for him to 
lie down on the bed so the scans could commence.

(Reply XO, Commander Wilson)

While initializing the bio scanner, Kinkaid started to strike up a 
conversation with the Commander by asking some basic get-to-know-you 
questions that were required to complete the medical. “So, Sir, what ship 
did you disembark from?  What was your last duty assignment? Do you have 
your previous medical scans from your last physician? Is there anything I 
should be aware of as in a chronic disease or hereditary element that I as a 
Doctor would need to know if it should manifest during a high stressed 
situation which may or may not be important?”

(Reply XO, Commander Wilson)
(Posted by Nathan M. Williams)
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Sickbay – XO/SFI - Commander John Wilson -1455)
 
 “Of course, Sir, all new personnel arriving on the Nimitz are required to have a medical scan and a bio reading result inputted into the ship's medical log and filed.  Since you are new here, walk this way and follow me to my examining bed.  Do not worry, Sir, this won’t take too long and it is painless to be sure.” John raised an eyebrow the doctor no doubt had a strange sense of humour. However with his meetings with Doctors most humours were peculiar. It was no doubt the occupation, bedside humour something that the EMH lacked. However was it actually a great loss? 

”But of course Doctor,” John stated following the CMO to the bio bed, sitting down on it he was then ordered to lie down. Laying there John looked up at the ceiling, in the obvious laying position there was not much alternative. 
 
 “So, Sir, what ship did you disembark from?  What was your last duty assignment? Do you have your previous medical scans from your last physician? Is there anything I should be aware of as in a chronic disease or hereditary element that I as a Doctor would need to know if it should manifest during a high stressed situation which may or may not be important?” john controlled his raising eyebrow and looked at the doctor for a moment. 
 
“I disembarked from Starbase Geneva, whilst on there I was first officer. My last scan was about Stardate 2405.05.05. As far as diseases go I have no hereditary or any other type of aliment. Besides some surgery last month when I was shot I have been fine,” John replied. 
 
(Reply KinKaid) 
 
John paused for a moment and then spoke again. “Doctor when was the last time you gave the Captain a medical examination?” 
 
(Reply KinKaid) 
 
“Right, also could you tell me more information about what has been going on with the crew recently? I understand you had been to a mirror universe. What happened over there?” 
 
(Reply KinKaid) 
 
“Has all the crew undergone medicals since there return?” 
 
(Reply KinKaid, any) 
(Posted By Richard Bowes) 
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Sickbay - Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid -1455)

Kinkaid was intrigue with the fast results of the medical scans which would 
be pleasing for Commander Wilson, who seems to have a very tight schedule 
that a delay was not an option. The commander answered Kinkaid’s basic 
medical questions with ease and grace.

“I disembarked from Starbase Geneva, whilst on there I was first officer. My 
last scan was about Stardate 2405.05.05. As far as diseases go I have no 
hereditary or any other type of aliment. Besides some surgery last month 
when I was shot I have been fine,” Commander Wilson replied.

"I see. Very interesting."  Kinkaid said as he checked his medical database 
which confirms the information given and inputted it into the ship’s medical 
log.  Kinkaid told the Commander, “Sir, your medical is completed.  Will 
there be anything else my staff can do for you?”

Commander Wilson paused for a moment before getting off of the biobed and 
then spoke to Kinkaid. “Doctor, when was the last time you gave the Captain 
a medical examination?”

Kinkaid was puzzled about the nature of the inquiry into the Captain’s 
medical examination. ~ The Captain’s medical is confidential and would go 
against the very foundation of the basic principles of my profession if I 
released it to someone who is not authorized. ~ Kinkaid thought before 
answering.

“Well, Sir, you know I can not disclose the details of the information to 
you or anyone else matter of fact, but I can say is that it was two months 
ago.   Doctor / Patient confidentiality; you do understand.” Kinkaid was 
forward in his response as a doctor to the Commander.  His remarks may have 
been blunt bordering on rudeness, but it was his professional duty to 
maintain the trust of the crew as ship’s doctor.

Commander Wilson raised his eyebrow with Kinkaid’s remarks and said, “Right, 
also could you tell me more information about what has been going on with 
the crew recently? I understand you had been to a mirror universe. What 
happened over there?”

Kinkaid asked Commander Wilson to come into his office for a moment to get 
away from the crowdedness of sickbay. Once inside, Kinkaid thought for a 
moment before responding.  It was hard for him to bring up old images which 
were emotional ones to Commander Wilson.  “Well, Sir, there’s really nothing 
much to elaborate on other than what is in the Captain’s report to Starfleet 
Command and my reports to Starfleet Medical.”

Kinkaid was thumbing through the sacks of medical reports on his desk as he 
continued.  “At least for me, I did encounter a member from the mirror 
universe.  My medical team was called upon to Ten Forward were Ensign Onyx 
Kateb was in hand to hand combat with the “evil Fickett”, who hyposprayed 
Kateb with a powerful sedative which almost killed her. The alternate 
Fickett, however, died from his wounds that he suffered while combating 
Kateb.”

(Reply XO, Commander Wilson)

Kinkaid sat in his chair as Commander Wilson asked other question.   “Has 
all the crew undergone medicals since there return?”     Kinkaid remembered 
his response from the first inquiry and said, “Commander, with no 
disrespect, all of the ship’s crewmembers have undergone a medical recently 
in the past two months with that said I can not go any further into details 
due to Doctor / Patient confidentiality.”

As Kinkaid finished his response, Nurse Janet Sanders entered his office.  
“Doctor Kinkaid, there is a Priority Two message from Starfleet Medical for 
you on the communication console. It seems to be urgent, Sir.”   Kinkaid’s 
eyes widen as he pondered to what the immediate urgency of the incoming 
message was and then turn to Commander Wilson.  “Sir, my presence is 
required. I do apologize for cutting our conversation short. A doctor’s duty 
is never done.  If you would mind, excuse me, Sir.”

(Reply XO, Commander Wilson)
(Posted by Nathan M. Williams)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Sickbay – XO/SFI – Commander John Wilson -1455)

  “At least for me, I did encounter a member from the mirror universe.  My medical team was called upon to Ten Forward were Ensign Onyx Kateb was in hand to hand combat with the “evil Fickett”, who hyposprayed Kateb with a powerful sedative which almost killed her. The alternate Fickett, however, died from his wounds that he suffered while combating Kateb.” John raised an eyebrow it was always difficult to keep track of mirror universe situations however this was a most complex one. 

 “Has all the crew undergone medicals since there return?” John only to clearly understood the medical ethic of Doctor patient confidentiality. This future wife was a doctor and she only to often refer to the ethic. John resisted the temptation to rub his temples. 
 
“Commander, with no disrespect, all of the ship’s crewmembers have undergone a medical recently in the past two months with that said I can not go any further into details due to Doctor / Patient confidentiality.” John smiled. As he finished a nurse came in and spoke. 
  
“Doctor KinKaid, there is a Priority Two message from Starfleet Medical for you on the communication console. It seems to be urgent, Sir.” John raised his eyebrow at the Doctor receiving a communiqué from Starfleet Medical. Since they were rogue it was a most perplexing thing to receive. 
 
  “Sir, my presence is required. I do apologize for cutting our conversation short. A doctor’s duty is never done.  If you would mind, excuse me, Sir.”

”But of course Doctor you have been most helpful,” John stated smiling. As he left the Doctors office he paused outside the Sickbay doors. It was about time he called in help from an old friend. 
 
(USS Nimitz – Personal Quarters – XO/SFI – Commander John Wilson – 15:20) 
 
John paced by the side of his computer for the 4th time; this conversation was not going well. Pausing for a moment John noticed a change in the surroundings of Earl. He stood in what could only be guessed as a frozen landscape, the wind and the snow were making communication difficult. John squinted for the 100th time during the 5-minute conversation. 
 
“Earl, to be honest I don’t give a damn! I want him transferred and im going to do it now!” John stated, pausing for a moment he saw Earl was about to speak. “Wilson out!” John pushed his finger onto the com button shutting off the com between the two men. Pausing for a moment he considered his options, SFI had there own latitude however they were always at the mercy of the CO that housed them. Pausing for a moment John considered his options. Pushing the internal com he requested the chief of Operations. 
 
“Mr Tannasg, I require a communiqué to Geneva priority one for Constable Tagon!” John stated. 
 
(Reply Tannasg) 
 
“Thank you Ensign,” John bridged his fingers and sat back in the seat as the large Brikkar appeared on his computer. 
 
“Good day constable,” John stated. 
 
(Reply Tagon) 
 
“Tagon, let me speak plainly I owe you that much. I need you to pack up on Geneva and for you to move over to the Nimitz. Im currently working on something that I do not feel comfortable discussing over the com link. However what I can say is that I need your special abilities and skills. You are the best interrogator I know and one of the best security officers it has been my pleasure to know. I need your help!” John stated, knowing that the constable still owed him one from the prison they had both escaped from when the Mirthandir was captured.
 
(Reply Tagon) 
 
“I will square it away with the Captain, however shall we say I have certain special powers now that the Captain does not know about yet. Dru I look forward to seeing you here,” John stated. 
 
(Reply Tagon) 
 
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(USS Nimitz – Bridge – XO/SFI – Commander John Wilson – 15:30) 
 
John walked out onto the bridge and immediately located the Captain, walking over he cleared his throat. 
 
“Captain Sash, with your approval Im going to transfer Constable Dru Tagon from Starbase Geneva to the Nimitz for a temporary basis. The Constable has considerable experience in Tactical and security and I personally require the Constable to assist in my duties,” John stated smiling, he knew the Captain was already suspicious of his actions. This was the easiest way to raise his attention. After this he would Proberly find it harder to operate under the Captain’s eye? However no doubt he would find some way or manner to do so. 
 
(Reply Sash) 
 
(Reply Tannasg, Tagon, Sash, Any) 
(Posted By Richard Bowes) 


Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Sickbay - Ensign (sg) BigWill Kinkaid -1457)

Kinkaid felt disrespectful towards Commander Wilson, the XO, by abruptly 
cutting the conversation short, but the medical needs of the ship’s crew 
comes before an inquiry about the Captain’s medical status.  Nurse Janet 
Sanders had informed Kinkaid of a Priority Two message from Starfleet 
Medical which required an urgent response.

Kinkaid accessed the communication console.  “Computer, priority two message 
for Dr. BigWill Kinkaid. Authorization code: Kinkaid Alpha Epsilon Seven 
Six.”  Kinkaid ordered.   The computer processed the code and responded.

[Access code valid and granted]   Then the screen changed to a visual of 
someone that Kinkaid knew all too well.  “Mom!?  Uh... Captain Kinkaid.  
What is the urgency of the message?”  Kinkaid asked his mother with concern. 
  ~ It was highly unusual for her to pop in unannounced across subspace 
unless something had happen. ~ Kinkaid thinking to himself.

“Son, the reason for this message is that I’m enroute to the Deep Space 
Seven to deliver much needed medical supplies to the colonist there, but 
decided to alter course a bit to rendezvous with Starbase Geneva for a quick 
resupply, ourselves, for few hours or so.  It has been too long since your 
departure from the Academy. I just wanted to see my son in action as ship’s 
doctor.”  Kinkaid’s mother said while holding back her tears of joy.

Kinkaid was unsure on how to answer his mother’s request, but nevertheless 
responded.  “Well, Mom, this is short notice, but I’ll have to ask the 
Captain himself if this visit is kosher with the current mission at hand.”   
Capt. Kinkaid was sure that her son could pull a few string or two for 
ol’Mom.  “I know that your Captain Sash is a busy person, but he won’t mine 
if I stop by for a short visit to see my son, the Chief Medical Officer of 
the Nimitz.” She said using her motherly intuition of persuasion.  Kinkaid 
was about to lose his bearing when he said, “OK! Okay, I’ll see what I can 
do for your visit, Mom.”  “I’ll be awaiting for a response from you in two 
hours.  Captain Kinkaid out.”  Kinkaid’s mother said before the screen went 
to the LCAR emblem.

Kinkaid went to his office and sat in his chair trying to think of what to 
say to Captain Sash about this “surprise” visit from home.

Kinkaid tapped his comm badge.  =^= Sickbay to Capt. Sash. =^=

He waited for a response.

(Reply CO, Sash)

=^= Sir, can I speak with you privately? =^=

(Reply CO, Sash)
(Posted by Nathan M. Williams)



Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Bridge –FO – Commander Vanyssa Winters – 15:32)

Vanyssa had been sitting next to Sash for a few minutes, talking with 
him, about a crew rotation that she thought would be better for a 
couple of the crew -- there was something stable about being on a 
starbase that just didn't happen on a starship.  Her eyes were drawn to 
the strange man that walked out of the turbolift.

“Captain Sash, with your approval Im going to transfer Constable Dru 
Tagon from Starbase Geneva to the Nimitz for a temporary basis. The 
Constable has considerable experience in Tactical and security and I 
personally require the Constable to assist in my duties,”  The strange 
man asked, nay, demanded of Sash. Vanyssa looked at him curiously, and 
stood.

"I don't believe that I've met your acquantance, Sir. My name is 
Commander Vanyssa Winters, the First Officer of the Nimitz."  She said, 
very smoothly.  She knew that she was beautiful, even though she was 
growing older.  Red heads, even humans with red hair, were very 
uncommon these days.  Vanyssa held out her hand, and resisted the urge 
to scan the Commander in front of her.  Something felt very strange 
about him.

(reply Wilson, Sash, any)
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Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Bridge – XO/SFI – Commander John Wilson - 15:32)

"I don't believe that I've met your acquaintance, Sir. My name is Commander Vanyssa Winters, the First Officer of the Nimitz."  John paused for a moment and smiled, the lady was no doubt an unusual First Officer. She was prettier than most, holding his tongue he resisted the temptation to state she looked prettier in real life. John had become familiar with a majority of the senior staff not on a personal basis but on files. The first officer from what he had been able to gather she had undergone some sort of mental mind meld and become some sort of powerful telepath. His Intelligence training had covered how to hide immediate feelings from a base scan. However a telepath of that power would no doubt be able to rip though the small defence he could mount. Remaining all smiled John spoke. 
 
“Commander Winters, im Commander John Wilson transferred to the Nimitz from Geneva. Here as Executive Officer, Also Ma’am from my understanding you are senior to me. So sir for me would be a most inappropriate terminology, Commander Winters,” John stated smiling, hoping Winters would take it as it was meant as a joke. 
 
(Reply Winters) 
 
“Commander, is the situation in Engineering Resolved?” 
 
(Reply Winters) 
 
“Commander, I must ask for a favour soon. If it is not too much trouble some time during the shake down cruise I would like to discuss some matters with you on your previous mission and the events that occurred,” John stated smiling. Smiling was the easiest way in which to hide ones true feelings, a smile was possibly the most covert tactic to hide ones emotions and thoughts. However the Commander was a trained telepath, his only hope was that she was not focusing on him. The telepathic laws would prevent her from doing so, also due to his Intel training and his girlfriend he had experience from being able to ruffley get a feeling on when he was being scanned and being able to hold the person off. The only way some one could break down the blocks he had in place would be to practically rip the thoughts from his mind. Thus leaving him in a useless state, there was a kind of comfort in knowing that no Starfleet officer could do such an action. 
 
(Reply Winters) 
 
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Turning to the CO once more John smiled and spoke once more. 
 
“Captain, might I enquire as to your orders sir?” 
 
(Reply Sash) 
 
(Reply Winters, Sash, Any) 
(Posted By Richard Bowes)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge - CO- Captain Devan Sash- 15:35)

Sash had been happy to sit and talk wih Nessa.  He had been tracking
Wilson's activities over the course of the day, and he had wanted to bring
her into what was going on.  The man cerainly got around.  he was surprised
that he hadn't introduced himself to her.

He was about to say something when he saw the man come onto the bridge.
Completely ignoring Winters, Wilson went straight to his point.  "Captain
Sash, with your approval Im going to transfer Constable Dru Tagon from
Starbase Geneva to the Nimitz for a temporary basis. The Constable has
considerable experience in Tactical and security and I personally require
the Constable to assist in my duties."  

Sash raised an eyebrw at the request, but before he could reply Vanyssa
spoke out.  "I don't believe that I've met your acquaintance, Sir. My name
is Commander Vanyssa Winters, the First Officer of the Nimitz."   

Sash smiled as he listened to what was most likely behind the niceties of
their conversation.  Wilson introduced himself and made an off handed
comment about the necessity of calling him "Sir."

Sash looked at Nessa who returned his look of confussion.  "I'm sure that
the Commander didn't mean it that way Commander Wilson."

Wilson nodded and turned back to Winters, asking about the situaation in
engineering.  They riefly discussed what was going on and Sash felt he
should step back and away.  The effort to keep the situation light was
becoming increasingly difficult.

Finally Wilson looked back to Sash.  "Captain, might I enquire as to your
orders sir?" 
 
"Who me?" Sash said with a smile.  "Am I still making desissions on this
ship?  Well Commander, as far as I know, you are in charge of the
intelligence division of this ship, so I will approve anyone that you need.
I'm not familiar with Mr. Tagon, but if you vouch for hiim, then he's
yours."

(reply Wilson)
(posted by Al Muir)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge - FO- Commander Vanyssa Winters- 15:37)


  "Captain, might I enquire as to your
orders sir?"

"Who me?" Sash said with a smile.  "Am I still making desissions on this
ship?  Well Commander, as far as I know, you are in charge of the
intelligence division of this ship, so I will approve anyone that you 
need.
I'm not familiar with Mr. Tagon, but if you vouch for him, then he's
yours."

Vanyssa got the danger signals from Sash.  She stepped between them.  
"Captain, perhaps the three of us could discuss this in your ready 
room."  Vanyssa glared at Wilson.    He wanted to talk with her about 
the last mission ?  Why ?

When the three were in his Ready Room and the door was shut, She turned 
to her longtime friend, and asked "What the heck is going on here ?  
Since when do we need an Executive Officer ?"  She asked, glaring at 
Commander Wilson.  "And Captain, this man is hiding something.  You 
don't have to be empathic to sense that. His body language screams it." 
  And Vanyssa glared even further down her nose, as if he were a naughty 
schoolchild.   She crossed her arms. "And why do you want to talk about 
the previous mission ?  What business is it of yours ?"

(reply Sash, Wilson, any)
(pb melinda)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Bridge – SFI/XO – Commander John Wilson- 15:37)

"Who me?" Sash said with a smile.  "Am I still making decisions on this ship?  Well Commander, as far as I know, you are in charge of the intelligence division of this ship, so I will approve anyone that you 
need. I'm not familiar with Mr. Tagon, but if you vouch for him, then he's yours." John smiled the Captain had given him what he wanted. Tagon had worked with him on Geneva and at all times he had remained a professional and loyal. As John was about to speak the First Officer stepped in. 
 
"Captain, perhaps the three of us could discuss this in your ready room."  The FO took to glaring at him, she was a most disagreeable character and the glaring was getting quite annoying. It came to mind as he looked at her that maybe this powerful telepath was exhibiting power over the Captain. Not many FO’s would order the captain around like so.  However at this juncture it would seem the best idea to follow along with her. 

(USS Nimitz – Captain’s ready Room – SFI/XO – Commander John Wilson – 15:40) 

The moment they had entered the Captain’s ready room her mighty mouth started again, resisting the temptation to roll his eyes John stood they’re indifferent looking at the two officers. 

 "What the heck is going on here?  Since when do we need an Executive Officer?"  The glaring continued, as she did this john began to recite Keats in his head just encase she was trying to make a surface scan.  "And Captain, this man is hiding something.  You don't have to be empathic to sense that. His body language screams it."  As she folded her arms, John could not resist and let out a little laugh that was cleverly disgusted as a cough. "And why do you want to talk about the previous mission?  What business is it of yours?" John paused for a moment and then cleared his throat; Betazoid always remained a slave to their emotions. John however was not a Betazoid and therefore spoke in a clam manner maintaining his composure. 

“Captain Sash, permission to speak freely sir?” It was Proberly best at this juncture to reaffirm that Sash was the CO and he was not prepared unlike the FO to get into a slanging match in front of the Captain. 

(Reply Sash) 

“Commander, It is none of your business why or for what reason im here. My orders do not specify that im to inform every member of the crew, if the Captain requests so I shall inform him and him alone. On another note Ms Winters some one a lot higher than you deems it necessary to have a XO placed on the Nimitz therefore I have been assigned. I do not intend on stepping on any toes and you do have seniority due to First Officer position. However as far as my intelligence posting is concerned that you have no authorisation to neither neither question me about nor hold me up over. Your job grade does not warrant you to have any access to Intelligence information,” Pausing John straightened his cuffs on his uniform. “What I will offer you is this, I will contact my superiors. If they deem it necessary to give you information on my mission I will relay such. However at the present moment in time im here to act as the executive officer and to assist Captain Sash in any way possible,” 

(Reply Winters & Sash) 
(Posted BY Richard) 
Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Captain's Ready Room - CO - Captain Devan Sash - 15:40) 

Sash was a little worried that this meeting wouldn't go so well.  This had
been the first opportunity to talk to Vanyssa about wilson and he hadn't
quite gotten around to it yet.  Timing is everything, and Wilson's timng was
a bout five minutes off.  But since he had no control of that he decide to
sit back and see how the two commanders faced off against each other, before
he would have to step in.  He sat on the edge of his desk with his arms
folded across his chest and observed.

He let Nessa vent her frustrations.  Her points were valid and, of course
mirrored his own.  He, however, had decided to play this a little closer to
the table.  ~Let's see what we can get from this Wilson.~

Wilson cleared his throat and looked at Sash.  "Captain Sash, permission to
speak freely sir?" 

Sash smiled as if he had been given a concession.  "I don't think I could
prevent it at this moment, but  proceed Commander.  Just keep all shots
above the belt please."

Wilson nodded and began his return of Winter's attack.  If nothing else,
Wilson could hold his own.  He pretty much set Vanyssa straight on where he
stood with his position.  Sash smiled when he commented, "However as far as
my intelligence posting is concerned that you have no uthorisation to
neither neither question me about nor hold me up over."

As far as Sash was concerned it didn't come out quite right, but he knew
what was meant, and Vanyssa didn't say anything so he let it go.

"What I will offer you is this,"  Wilson concluded, "I will contact my
superiors. If they deem it necessary to give you information on my mission I
will relay such. However at the present moment in time im here to act as the
executive officer and to assist Captain Sash in any way possible."

He could see Nessa winding up for another volley when he stood up between
them.  "Okay, okay, okay.  Commander Wilson's appearance here today is as
much a surprise to me as to anyone else."  He fixed Nessa with his eyes.
"No matter how anyone feels about it, the orders have been cut, and once the
Commander is finished with his responsibilities on Geneva, he will be
joining us as our XO and Intelligence Officer."

He thought he heard a grunt come from Nessa but ignored it.  "Needless to
say, we are in need of an intelligence officer in these days.  So it's not
as if his presence is completely unwaranted."  Then he turned to Wilson.
"However, Commander, I too get the impression that you are keeping something
from me.  I will give you this one warning.  If, what ever it is, in anyway,
endangers this ship, or my crew, I will personally launch you from a torpedo
tube.  Is that clear?"

(reply Wilson)

"Now,"  Sash took a deep breath and put a genuine friendly smile on his
face, "with that out of the way, I think you have some arrangements to make.
This Mr. Tagon, will he be coming to us in a Starfleet uniform, or as a
civilian?  What would his "official position" be?"

(reply Wilson)

"Very well, then," Sash said, "you are dismissed to take care of that."

As Wilson turned to leave Sash stopped him with his voice.  "By the way
Commander, would you care to join Commander Winters and myself for dinner
this evening at about 1900?"

(reply Wilson)

When Wilson was gone Sash turned to Vanyssa and smiled.  "Well, what do you
think of him?"

(reply Winters, Wilson)
(posted by Al Muir)




Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Captain's Ready Room – XO/SFI – Commander John Wilson - 15:40) 

"Needless to say, we are in need of an intelligence officer in these days. So it's not as if his presence is completely unwarranted." John did not let his relief show in his face, remaining impartial in features he awaited the Captain to continue. "However, Commander, I too get the impression that you are keeping something from me. I will give you this one warning. If, what ever it is, in anyway, endangers this ship, or my crew, I will personally launch you from a torpedo tube. Is that clear?" 

John raised an eyebrow and then spoke. “But of course Captain,” 

"Now,” The Captain smiled, it appeared to be a genuine smile but however something just didn’t sit right with him. "With that out of the way, I think you have some arrangements to make. This Mr. Tagon, will he be coming to us in a Starfleet uniform, or as a civilian? What would his "official position" be?" 

”Mr Tagon is out side of the standard chain of command therefore he will be coming at my supervision. He will not be involved in any other department except for Intelligence; his official position will be agent of intelligence. Due to this position he will only be responsible to myself,” John stated attempting to respectfully put the idea that Tagon would only answer to him. 

"Very well, then," Sash said, "you are dismissed to take care of that." On that John nodded and turned his back beginning to walk out of the Ready room as he reached the door he herd the Captain’s voice once more. "By the way Commander, would you care to join Commander Winters and myself for dinner this evening at about 1900?" 

”That would be my pleasure sir!” John stated continuing on his walk he walked right towards the turbolift at the back of the bridge. As the doors sealed in front of him John grinned to him, this might be harder than he thought. 

(USS Nimitz – Personal Office – XO/SFI – Commander John Wilson – 16:00) 

John reached his office and slumped down into his seat, as far as first meetings went he had managed to arouse suspicion and place the FO into a hostile position towards him. Locating his stress ball he began to pump his hand attempting to get rid of some of the aggression he had built up. As he did this he looked around at his office, however due to the lay out of the ship his office was also primarily his quarters. They were larger than most to accommodate for the larger space required, however having a separate office was always more useful. 

Pausing for a moment he looked at the transfer notice he had on his computer ready for sending. Holding his finger over the button he paused like he was frozen unsure if he was making the correct decision. Dropping his finger on the button the message blinked off to be replaced with the black screen.. Sitting back into his seat John bridged his fingers; it was all well and good to have one person on his side. However Tagon like him would be watched like a hawk by winters and Sash, he needed some one beyond suspicion. 

Looking over the crew roster he had on the pad one name jumped up at him, a new arrival and already bad footing with the captain. John grinned he might be the perfect candidate. 

(Reply Any) 
(Posted By Richard) 

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Captain's Ready Room - FO - Commander Vanyssa Winters - 
15:43)

"What I will offer you is this,"  Wilson concluded, "I will contact my
superiors. If they deem it necessary to give you information on my 
mission I
will relay such. However at the present moment in time im here to act 
as the
executive officer and to assist Captain Sash in any way possible."

Vanyssa felt Sash's eyes meeting hers before she started in on the fact 
that this guy was supposably an information officer.

"No matter how anyone feels about it, the orders have been cut, and 
once the
Commander is finished with his responsibilities on Geneva, he will be
joining us as our XO and Intelligence Officer."

Vanyssa resisted the urge to be angry, or mad, and just listened.

"Needless to
say, we are in need of an intelligence officer in these days.  So it's 
not
as if his presence is completely unwaranted."  Then he turned to Wilson.
"However, Commander, I too get the impression that you are keeping 
something
from me.  I will give you this one warning.  If, what ever it is, in 
anyway,
endangers this ship, or my crew, I will personally launch you from a 
torpedo
tube.  Is that clear?"

Vanyssa wished that Sash were as empathic as David was, she was of the 
opinion he should be launched from the torpedo tubes now, rather than 
later.   She was a little surprised when the Captain invited 
this..intruder...to share their dinner.

"Well, what do you think of him?" Sash asked after Wilson had left the 
ready room.  Vanyssa was already pacing the room.

"He's lying."  She said simply.  "And hiding a lot.  He isn't simply an 
intelligence officer, not like Nishi was."  She said, pacing the small 
confines of the Ready Room.  "He has a hidden agenda.  I don't know 
what.  And he's loud, telepathically."  She said, almost as an 
afterthought.  "Some kind of poetry."  She said, shaking her head.   
"He must have experience with a Betazoid to know that trick."  She 
shook her head, wisps of her red hair falling around her face.

"I want Jennah there."  Vanyssa said, suddenly.  "She's very 
perceptive, and he might not suspect a child.  She would love a chance 
to meet her rival for Captain's Intelligence Officer."  And with that, 
Vanyssa fell onto the couch, trying very hard not to laugh. "He's so 
pompous."  She said, referring to Wilson. "So...human, in a lot of 
ways."  She then did start to laugh.

She then sat up and looked Sash in the eye. "Have you spoken with the 
Admiral yet ?"  She said, referring to their Fleet Commander.

(reply Wilson, Sash, any)
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Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Captain's Ready Room - CO/FO - Captain Sash & Commander
Winters - 15:46)

When Vanyssa told him about the use of poetry as a form of telepathic
shielding Sash couldn't help but be impressed.  He had employed tunes 
that you just can't get out your head before, and knew it to be most 
effective.

"I want Jennah there."  Vanyssa said, suddenly.  "She's very
perceptive, and he might not suspect a child.  She would love a chance
to meet her rival for Captain's Intelligence Officer."  Sash chuckled at
that.

"He's so pompous," Winters said.  "So...human, in a lot of ways.  "Have 
you spoken with the Admiral yet ?""

"Not yet.  I have a meeting scheduled tomorrow."  he picked up a PADD 
off his desk and sat down beside Nessa.  Handing her the PADD he said, "I 
took took a few liberties accessing the Commander's file.  He's had quite a
career.  He is qualified to be doing the job he is doing and is a very
competant officer.  I'm not sure what could get him to give up the First
Officer position of a Starbase to go touring the universe with us, but 
there we have it."

Sash got very serious.  He looked into Vanyssa's eyes.  "I want him
monitored.  Not noticably watched, but monitored. I don't think I'm 
being paranoid, and I agree with you you, he is up to something.  I'd like
to know what it is before he gets completely settled in."

Vanyssa nodded, wondering how that was going to happen.  She didn't 
have many people on the ship that she trusted, and not many that 
wouldn't be very obvious that they were.

"I'll speak with Kateb.  There should be a way to monitor him. Between 
Kateb and Falthgood, they can come up with most anything."  She said, 
simply.

"I also want you to be cooperative with him.  Answer his questions, and
don't question his motives.  I don't think it will do much more than 
keep him on guard.  This is definitely one of those times where you'll catch
more flies with honey."

Vanyssa nodded again. "If I stop being my usual cheerful self towards 
him, he'll be confused, and suspect something. I'll gradually change my 
attitude."

"I was also thinking of getting the crew doing something to help them 
relax. It's amazing how tense people can get when there's little to do.
After dinner tonight I suggest that we get the senior staff together for a
group activity.  I was thinking maybe a scavenger hunt."

Vanyssa then began to laugh. "And what, my wonderful Captain, are we 
scavenging ?"  She grinned up at him from the couch.

"I used to make these scavenger hunts for the children of my... colony,"
Sash used the euphamism rather than what it really was, a penal colony for
the disenfranchised soldiers of the Angossian wars.  "They have to come up
with a number of items in a set time.  The last item should bring them all
to the same spot.  It definitely kept them occupied in times of stress and
boredom."

"Besides," he smiled, "I'd like to see how resourceful some of our people
are.  Perhaps you could help make up a list of items they could find."

The two put their heads together and began plotting the scavenger hunt.
Soon their own troubles had eroded away and enjoyment of the event began to
take over.

(reply none)
(posted by Al Muir and Melinda Martin)

Stardate:2406.06.20
M(USS Nimitz – Personal quarters – SFI/XO – Commander John Wilson – 16:30) 

John rose from his desk and straightened his uniform; looking at the photo again John made a mental note of the name and then set off on his way to locate the officer. Logic would dictate that Sash and Winters would Proberly attempt to keep tabs on him. Added to the fact that he did the same to the SFI when he was FO made the possibility even higher, it was practically a certainty.  With this in mind he would have to make some new friends to keep him apprised of the situation that was beginning to emerge. It was a poor state of affairs not to know what the enemy was planning, at the present moment he was in the poor state of affairs. 

As he began to walk down the corridor it felt like a thousand eyes were passing him over watching his every move. It was a sensation that was beginning to make his flesh crawl, SFI never received the warmest of receptions but this was getting chillier than the Antarctic. As he reached the turbolift its doors flung open to reveal two security guards. Pausing for a moment John stepped inside and despite what all his training said he turned his back on the two guards. This was potentially the most stupid thing he had done since arriving on the Nimitz however it was unlikely that he had a mark on him yet. He would Proberly wait till John was not expecting it before sending an attack. 

(USS Nimitz – Holodeck one – SFI/XO – Commander John Wilson – 16:40) 

John arrived on the holodeck and then activated his programme; making direct contact to the officer would arouse too much suspicion. It was not as if he could walk on to the bridge and request this officers assistance it would have to be done with a certain level of class and cunning. Activating the dark bar John moved over to the cubical and sat down. Removing the old 1940s hat that sat happily on his head he placed it on the table and altered his black tie. Melodrama was something that was not lost on John and it always proved to be the perfect setting for disorientation. 

You place any person that is coming expecting one thing in unfamiliar surroundings and dress and the person will immediately become confused. Out of this confusion people were always easier to read and interrogate. Plus it always proved to be more entertaining. He had already sent the coded message bounced through several systems so it could not been traced. It was just a matter of waiting, pausing for a moment John pulled the side of the seat away to reveal the panel. Typing in an access code the warning appeared on the screen. 


Warning Safety Protocols Disabled


John grinned for a moment and then gestured to the waiter in the corner, as the waiter in the tux came over John collected his drink and then nodded. The waiter lowered a dishcloth onto the table, as he walked off John smiled.. Looking around he slowly moved the cloth onto his lap; reaching into its centre he slowly removed the clot 1911. The cold metal felt reassuring as it clicked back and then snapped forward. If the man gave him no other option he would be forced to shoot, with the safeties off on the holodeck even this fake bullet could kill. 

Placing the gun in the holster under the table John looked around at the holocharacters all in 1940s gear. The fake conversations that they pretended to have always entertained him. They always appeared so real on the outside, however on the inside everything was very different. It was becoming the same for him; on the outside he was still the dutiful officer that had joined Starfleet 12 years ago. On the inside he was becoming more cold and calculated as time progressed. It took him back to the thoughts of old the young fresh ensign that had joined the fleet full of the ideas of a new beginning and fighting the good fight. Intelligence had almost killed him back then, it took its second chance 2 years after that and now he were back in their arms. Something that had almost killed him 3 times now should not be running into their arms. However it was a frightful thing to admit but he missed the life, the danger and the chaos was appealing. 

As he tilled the glass back and took a sip the memories of old began to force their way to the surface once more. The smell was all too familiar the sour smell and sharpe taste as the whiskey slipped down his throat. 

NRPG Just thought it would be fun to go into Wilson’s shady past ;-) His bio makes more sense of what happened before this 
RPG 

(Earth – London – The Footage – Agent John Wilson – 9 years previously – 16:00) 

John looked up from the glass he had just drunk and placed his hat back on his head once more. Standing up he felt his legs bow a little, it had took him practically a year to learn to walk again and it still hurt. Stamping his right leg down he felt the floor that little bit better, nodding to the bar keep he began to move towards the exit. As he began to zip his coat up the great big hand of a grunt slammed down on his shoulder. John looked up at the big man and cleared his throat. 

“Wilson, he wants to see you,” The deep booming voice commanded, john paused for a moment and rubbed his beard. Continuing his walk the grip became stronger on his shoulder. John looked up in to the mans eyes again which shifted from him to the booth in the corner. John nodded and with out saying a word walked over to the booth. As he sweeked over the leather seat he took of his hat again and looked into the eyes of the man that had commanded his presence. 

“John frightful business that event, we had no idea your shuttle would…” John raised his hand to silence the older man. In Intel he had been taught always be on your guard even against old friends, never let them get an emotional hook into you because you’d never wriggle loose. 

“Get to the point Blackford,” John replied. 

“Well John I understand that you are attempting to leave us,” John paused he knew Blackford would already know all the details. Blackford was just doing it to toy with him. 

“Yes im being reassigned to the fleet as Conn officer on Geneva. Unfortunately it will be like the last 3 years never happened. Ill be going there as an Ensign Jnr,” John stated, Joseph laughed and took another sip of his drink. 

“Well then I think our business is over then, have a safe trip John,” As Blackford extended his hand to give a final shake John herd the click behind his head. Looking in Blackford’s eyes he saw the pistol getting close to his head. Quickly collecting the knife from the table he swung it back into the hostiles thigh. As he did he grabbed the pistol and pointed it at Blackford’s head, Blackford looked up at him and spoke calmly. 

“You cant kill me Johnny, I made you, I trained you,” Blackford stated. John paused for a moment looking down the barrel of the Intel pistol. It was a phaser but shrank down and in the form of a pistol; it had proved to be a lot more effective in Intel situations. However the current situation did not really leave time to contemplate the heritage of the pistol he was holding to his old bosses head.  As he tried to pull the trigger he found he couldn’t do it, trying once more he pushed the phaser harder against the mans skull. Gritting his teeth his entire being knew that if the situation were reversed Blackford would not do the soul searching he was doing. Pulling on the trigger gently John slammed the phaser against Blackford’s head. As he looked at the unconscious Blackford John paused as he turned on his heel to leave as he did he herd the click. The next thing he felt was the bolt striking his back and throwing him forward onto the ground. This was it he never knew who had shot him. 

(USS Nimitz – Holodeck – SFI/XO – Commander John Wilson – 16:40) 

John grinned to himself obviously he was not that easy to kill, as he took another drink he looked up at the person standing to his side. Smiling he gestured for them to have a seat. 

“I have a opportunity for you,” 

(Reply Person,) 
(Posted By Richard)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – Holodeck – SFI/XO & TAC/SC  – Commander John Wilson & Ensign Onyx Kateb – 16:46) 
 
“I have a opportunity for you,” John stated to the woman, as she spoke again he smiled attempting to place her at ease. 
 
"It would depend on what exactly... I didn't understand why I was sent here until that incident which turn into an inquisition not so long ago."
 
"I sent for you for a reason that will quickly become clear, please sit down Kateb," John stated feeling uncomfortable with people standing they were after all harder to shoot. They had the knack of attempting to run. 
 
"I'm rather busy, you have to make this quick."  She sat down and looks around.  "You can stop pointing that primitive weapon on me."
 
John smiled and raised an eyebrow, placing both hands on the table he smiled. She was better than most, however the gun was happily sitting in its holster. He could draw it from under the table at any point and he knew that. 
 
"Onyx Kateb, Born on earth in Akron, Ohio. Your mother was an acamarian and died a year after our birth. You have barely any living relatives. Your record in Starfleet is impressive and your flight skills are second to none," John stated reciting the file of hers that he had committed to memory. "Current assignment Chief of Security," 
 
"Yes... that is the funny part.  I had to play dumb for a lot of people.  I think I did pretty well... so what do you want to know?" Onyx sat back on her chair, cross her legs and her arms.  She put her entire attention on him.
 
John grinned again as he got her attention, she was a rather attractive young female. If he wasn’t in his current marital status he might have made a run for her but however mixing business and pleasure never went well. 
 
"I have a job opportunity for you Onyx, I can call you Onyx cant I?" 
 
"In private yes.  It depends on the job, I'm walking on a very narrow line here."
 
"Well the job is totally what you are suited for. You served with Klingons if im correct?" 
 
"I did for 6 months.  I have been adopted."
 
"Perfect, as you are no doubt aware at the present moment im Chief of Intelligence on the Nimitz. Part of my duty is to recruit persons whom I deem could prove to be an asset to the community. With our current position so close to the Klingons and your past history you are an ideal operative," John paused for a moment. "In essence Onyx im offering you agent grade in intelligence," 
 
Onyx was surprised. "I'm a bit surprised, intrigued, and I must admit... a bit interested."  She was looking straight into his eyes, so far, he was telling the truth.
 
John dropped his smiled to a more serious posture, leaning more towards her he lowered his voice. 
 
"You would not be officially affiliated with Intelligence so if ever anything happened to you, you would be disavowed and left. It is the same for all of us, you get captured you are dead to us. I want you to be aware it is not glamour’s nor a good life, it is hard and difficult. However from what I have seen of you Onyx you would do fine," John stated smiling. "Would you like to accept the job, it is optional. However once you have signed up they own you till dead do you part," John stated on a sombre note. 
 
"You are talking of your group and not talking about the work... It's not encouraging to accept."  Onyx wasn't impress with is tone, actually she expected it.
 
"The work is the best bit of it, on the ship your duties are simple continue as you have been doing except with some additions. Which I can only inform you off if I receive a yes. When not on duty on shore leave etc you will run operations with me. Due to your Klingon links it will involve negotiation with Klingon operatives and possible infiltration of the Klingons to protect the fleet. In addition you will be available for me to call on as necessary," 
 
"Can you answer me one question?" She uncrossed her legs and her arms and lean forward.
 
"Go ahead," John stated bridging his fingers. 
 
"Who murdered Klingon High Councillor G’Rhor... my adoptive father?"
"I honestly don’t know however what I can say is if you ask me to find out for you I will do and you will have a answer in 24 hours," John stated honestly not knowing the answer. 
 
"I will say yes to your offer and this is the condition... I know that 2 Klingons talked of murdering him, I have their voice recorded and I want to know who order his death.  He was the only man who knew me, and cared about me... I owe him this."
 
"Give me the recording and I will give you a answer. Also since you’ve accepted the job here goes some other information. I need you to watch Sash and Winters, both of them are up to something and I don’t plan on letting them continue their ways," John stated. 
 
"You will have the recording tonight... I'm not sure when I will be free. Captain Sash and Winters, they know each other from way back... the one you should be worried also is Falthgood!"
 
"At the moment our concern is Sash and Winters, intelligence is concerned due to the mirror universe and the effects it had upon the crew. Falthgood is already a issue that is going to be addressed," John stated sounding definitive on the Falthgood issue. He did not know all the facts but knew Falthgood might have appeared excentric but there was more to him than meets the eye. 
 
"I can bet my bottom dollar that the Captain will ask me to keep an eye on you.  There was an incident already about that, but the Captain doesn't seem to be affected by it.  He cuts corners but there are no captains that didn't do that from time to time.  Winters got invaded by the "Spirit" of the evil Kestra, it was pretty risky business, nearly lost my life in this little adventure fighting the alternate Fickett."
 
"Hum so you would assume that Winters would be effected by this greatly? Also if they do give the order for you to watch me I want you to do it. However I want you to send me all files that are going about me so I can edit certain things," 
 
"Winters, not anymore, the evil got exorcised by a betazoid expert.  He managed to restore her what worried me is how she treated Kestra Troi... jealousy.  There might be something between Winters and Sash... I'm the first one to admit, he is a handsome male.  For the files, there are no problems."  She smiled. ~A bit like you are! ~ She thought
 
John grinned she was going to be a useful ally, in her position she was a beyond investigation because she ran the investigations. It would be difficult for the CO to order her to investigate herself. 
 
"Well Onyx all I have to say now is welcome aboard," John stated standing and extending his hand. As he looked into her eyes he half expected the pistol to be against his head once more however it was not. 
 
"Thank you!" She said has she took his hand.  ~Just be careful... I don't like to be betrayed. ~
 
"So as you said you are a busy lady, so over the next couple of weeks we will be giving you extra training totally off record though Onyx. Thank you for your help," 
 
"Yes, busy me... Got to go... I have an investigation to run."  Onyx got up and went straight to the holodeck doors. "Exit!"
 
As she left John paused for a moment and pulled the gun from beneath the table. As the waiter moved over he held out the tray, as John placed the gun on top of it John did not look into the waiter’s eyes. He did become aware of the waiter unbuttoning his shirt and then coughing to gain his attention. 
 
"What do you think Blackford?" John asked keeping his eyes focused on the doors she had left through. 
 
"She has potential, but to start with we all do Johnny," Blackford replied. 
 
(Reply None) 
(Posted By Richard & Laurence) 


Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz – On the move – TAC/SC Ensign Kateb – 1700)
 
Onyx walk out of the holodeck and made her way to her quarters. She look around as she walked in, she like her quarters. She went to her big cactus well settled by the window, for once it was blooming. She took the time to smell the flower then turn around and went to her bedroom.
 
She took from the nightstand the first drawer, flip the contents of it on the bed. Stuck underneath was an isolenear ship. She put it in her pocket and put everything back in the drawer, either way, it was a mess and after walk out to go to the bridge. 
 
(USS Nimitz – Bridge – 1707)
 
Onyx walked to her console, settled there after she dismissed the officer there. Dema and Slytherwald weren't there so she made a copy of the files contained in the isolenear ship to another ship and put them both in her pocket. At the same time, she was looking at the security status and reports. Something was going on and it involved Falthgood and that marine officer. 
 
~Was that marine officer really dead?~
 
(Reply from anyone)
(Posted by Laurence)

Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The Daily Grind
Mission Day:1
Stardate: 2406.06.20
 
(USS Nimitz - CSO's office - Ensign Saleke, CSO - 17.20)
 
Saleke scrolled down the list of reports and was pleased.
 
~The former Chief L. Falthgood whose place I am taking was very thorough, there is much that needs to be reviewed but it is well catalogued and up-to-date. It shouldn't take me more than three days to familiarize myself with current activities and that is assuming a constant flow of reports and less time of course if there is a lull during repairs.~
 
 An entry by Chan Kenishi caught his attention. 
 
" Hmmm." Geological samples taken from an asteroid showed high levels of neutrinos.
 
Saleke had majored in geology at the Vulcan Academy of Arts and Sciences before enrolling in Star Fleet and had several sections taken from core samples that were released to him from the Nahru's labs and were even now in his carryall.
 
He considered the abnormal readings.
   ~Neutrinos don't normally appear in large concentrations outside of a high-energy source. ~  
The coordinates where the sample was taken were listed simply as being in the "Anomaly".
After looking the report over thoroughly Saleke was intrigued and said, "Computer list reports containing key word Anomaly from past four weeks."
The computer listing showed 130 reports on file mentioning the Anomaly. Saleke's right eyebrow climbed up his forehead as he read down the list of files. He opened a file headed Sub-space/Temporal rifts from 2406.06.08, 12:18, Ensign Carlton and began reviewing the data there.  
Saleke had hardly begun reading the report when his combadge beeped, having activated it he heard the voice of Captain Sash.
 
=^= Sash to Saleke. =^=
 
Saleke answered. =^= Yes Captain, Saleke here. =^=
 
=^= Ensign Saleke, please report to my Ready Room. =^=
 
=^= Affirmative Captain, I am on my way.=^= Saleke replied.
Having tapped the Combadge to disengage it the Vulcan set his half-empty glass of orange juice down on the desk and rose to his feet, as he got up he said, "Computer save current profile under Saleke 1a and disengage screen."
 
Having stepped around his carryall he walked through the door and turned left past several labs and offices before reaching the turbolift. He nodded to a tecnician who was leaving the lift and having stepped inside said. "Deck 1."
Five decks doesn't take long for the turbolift and Saleke soon felt it stop, when the door whooshed open he stepped out onto the bridge. Now his final Academy exam had been on the USS Lantry in Holodeck 4 which was a Sovereign Class vessel but even as real as that simulation had been it had always been in the back of his mind that it was still a simulation. Here however was the real thing and the moment seemed charged with potential. No one was in the command chairs of course as the Captain was waiting for him in the Ready Room and there was only a skeleton crew but Saleke felt tempted to stand there for a moment and watch, there wasn't time however so he moved to the Ready Room door and pressed the chime. At the Captain's summons he stepped inside.
Giving his best parade ground salute he said. "Ensign Saleke reporting for duty Captain!"
 
(Reply: Captain Devan Sash)
(Posted by Charles Gatling)
 
Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The Daily Grind
Mission Day: 1
Stardate: 2406.06.20
 
(USS Nimitz - Bridge - CO- Captain Devan Sash - 17:25)
 
Sash was standing behind his command chair.  Ever since the arrival of
Commander Wilson he had a nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach.  He
tried to ignore it, but it would not go away.  Finally he took to
pacing.  He had not requested an executive officer, but was happy to
have all of the experienced help he could get.

There was a beep o his console and he sat down to see what it was.  The
computer spole to him.

[Ensign Saleke is in his ofice awaiting orders.]

Sash pulled up Saleke's file and saw that he was his new Science
Officer.  He tapped his comm badge.  "Sash to Saleke."

(reply Saleke)

"Ensign Saleke, please report to my ready room."

(reply Saleke)
(posted by Al Muir)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Ready Room - CO- Captain Devan Sash - 17:28)
 
Sash was sitting behind his desk when the chime went off.  He had just begun
to relax from the day.  he took a deep sigh and called out, "Come."
A Vaulcan walked into the room and planted himself firmly to give a salute.

"Ensign Saleke reporting for duty Captain!"

The captain was taken slightly by surprise.  It had been a while since
someone saluted him.  "At ease Ensign, I'm not as military as my file paints
me to be."

(reply Saleke)

Sash offered him the chair across from his desk.  As the Vulcan sat he
leaned forward.  "I'd like to welcome you to the Nimitz Ensign.  How hav
eyou found your acomodations."

(reply Seleke)

"We're in a unique situation right now.  Our current CSO was only assigned
that positiontemporarily.  I'm sure he'll be happy to know that Starfleet
has finally given him the relief from administrative duties.  When we're
done here I'd like you to introduce yourself to Lt. Falthgood."

Saleke nodded his acknowledgement.  "I understand you have an expertice in
geology and," he looked on his computer screen, "interplanetary life forms?
Tell me about some of your work, and please, I'm no scientist so try to keep
the vocabulary fairly unscientific."

(reply Saleke)
(posted by Al Muir)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Captains Ready Room - Ensign Saleke - 17:29 )
 
"At ease Ensign, I'm not as military as my file paints me to be."

Saleke relaxed and said "Thank you Captain, however I believed the gesture of respect to be appropriate for the occasion." When the Captain offered him a chair Saleke slipped into it with a nod and took the opportunity to examine the room a bit as Sash was speaking. The decor was tasteful and immaculate as one would expect from an Executive officer and the desk gleamed. The Captain himself was a dynamic man in person and the Vulcan was immediately impressed. 

"I'd like to welcome you to the Nimitz Ensign. How have you found your acomodations?"
Sash said.
 
"The office will be serviceable Captain however my orders did not contain the location of my quarters and as I have not accessed the crew assignments from the computer as of yet I have not seen them. I am certain however they will be more than adequate."   

 
Sash continued. "We're in a unique situation right now. Our current CSO was only assigned that position temporarily. I'm sure he'll be happy to know that Starfleet
has finally given him the relief from administrative duties. When we're done here I'd like you to introduce yourself to Lt. Falthgood."
 
Saleke nodded his acknowledgement.
 
"I understand you have an expertice in geology and," he looked on his computer screen, "interplanetary life forms? Tell me about some of your work, and please, I'm no scientist so try to keep the vocabulary fairly unscientific."
  
Saleke leaned forward toward the desk as he spoke to the Captain. "Geology is my original area of study Captain, I grew enamored with the science as I traveled with my parents on their scientific expeditions and it is still my main area of interest. The term interstellar tends to be misleading. On Terra, Sol system where the Academy is located the science was at one time called extraterrestrial life forms and dealt with any sentient beings found beyond that planet. As they came into contact with others races however and found that the explored sections of this one galaxy alone teem with an abundance of undiscovered life forms the term has become passe` and interstellar refers to any life forms discovered. The science itself is of course far too vast to study exhaustively in only a few years and I have decided to commit much of my time to it.
I spent a short internship on the Trill homeworld and I find the relationship between host and symbiote on both the neural and psychological levels to be a fascinating field.
I noticed Captain that one of those I will be working with is a Trill and  also noticed the presence of both a Cairn and Gerratlian aboard ship and intend on making their acquaintance as soon as my workload allows. If you have any other questions Captain or wish me to elaborate on anything I've mentioned I will be happy to do so"
With that Saleke leaned back and waited for the Captain's answer.
 
(Reply: Captain Devan Sash)
(Posted by Charles Gatling) 

Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The Daily Grind
Mission Day: 1
Stardate: 2406.06.20
 
(USS Nimitz - Captains Ready Room - Captain Devan Sash- 17:30 )

Sash listened intently to the CSO's experiences.  He wasn't much of a
geologist, although he did find the topic most interesting.  However, the
study of other species did interest him.  After  all, that was really the
reason they were all there.  To meet and understand new species or sentient
beings.

"I noticed Captain," Saleke continued, "that one of those I will be working
with is a Trill and  also noticed the presence of both a Cairn and
Gerratlian aboard ship and intend on making their acquaintance as soon as my
workload allows. If you have any other questions Captain or wish me to
elaborate on anything I've mentioned I will be happy to do so."

"We hav e a variety of species on board Nimitz," Sash agreed.  "I've found
that Nimitz seems to be a refuge for misfits.  No offense."  He smiled at
the Vulcan, knowing that he hadn't offended him.

"I think that just about covers everything Ensign," Sash said, standing and
walking around his desk.  "I really just wanted a moment to meet you before
you got into the rigors of your department.  Welcome once again.  You're
dismissed."

(reply Saleke)
(posted by Al Muir)
  

Stardate:2406.06.20
Mission: The Daily Grind
Mission Day: 1
Stardate: 2406.06.20
 
(USS Nimitz - Captains Ready Room - Captain Devan Sash- 17:30 )

Sash listened intently to the CSO's experiences.  He wasn't much of a
geologist, although he did find the topic most interesting.  However, the
study of other species did interest him.  After  all, that was really the
reason they were all there.  To meet and understand new species or sentient
beings.

"I noticed Captain," Saleke continued, "that one of those I will be working
with is a Trill and  also noticed the presence of both a Cairn and
Gerratlian aboard ship and intend on making their acquaintance as soon as my
workload allows. If you have any other questions Captain or wish me to
elaborate on anything I've mentioned I will be happy to do so."

"We hav e a variety of species on board Nimitz," Sash agreed.  "I've found
that Nimitz seems to be a refuge for misfits.  No offense."  He smiled at
the Vulcan, knowing that he hadn't offended him.

"I think that just about covers everything Ensign," Sash said, standing and
walking around his desk.  "I really just wanted a moment to meet you before
you got into the rigors of your department.  Welcome once again.  You're
dismissed."

(reply Saleke)
(posted by Al Muir)
  

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Deck 1, Ready Room - Ensign Saleke - 17:35)
 
"We have a variety of species on board Nimitz," Sash agreed. "I've found
that Nimitz seems to be a refuge for misfits. No offense." He smiled at
Saleke as though to soften the meaning of his statement. Saleke considered the words and could find no logical reason to be offended, after all what did the term "misfits" mean but a small number from a variety of minorities incorporated within a larger, cohesive majority, all in all the Captain's words seemed to be insightful and direct.As a matter of fact such a variety is what lay at the heart of the Vulcan I.D.I.C. If truth be told Saleke was slightly amused at the Captain's unnecessary indirect apology though he would of course never show nor admit it, even to himself. 

 
"I think that just about covers everything Ensign," Sash said, standing and
walking around his desk. "I really just wanted a moment to meet you before
you got into the rigors of your department. Welcome once again. You're
dismissed."
 
"Thank you Captain for your time," Saleke said as he rose to his feet. "I am looking forward to serving aboard the Nimitz. As per your orders I will set up an impromptu meeting with Lt. Falthgood immediately. Good day." Saleke inclined his head respectfully then turned and walked through the doors onto the bridge where once again  the humming of the equipment seemed to beckon like a siren's call. Saleke walked forward a few feet before stopping for a moment to absorb the sights and sounds. Taking only a moment to indulge himself he then turned on his heel and headed for the turbolift.
 
"Deck six," Saleke said. After stepping off the lift Saleke turned into the first lab he came to, the plaque said "High Energy Physics" and walked out a moment later with an office chair he had appropriated from its interior. After placing his carryall in the closet and disposing of the glass he tapped his combadge.
 
=^= Lt. Falthgood, this is Saleke, newly assigned to the Nimitz as Chief Science Officer requesting your presence in the CSO's office =^=
 
(Reply: Lieutenant Falthgood)
 
=^= Very good Lieutenant I will be expecting you. Saleke out =^=
 
"Computer display Saleke 1a, logged file Sub Space/Temporal Rifts Stardate 2406.06.08, 12:18, Ensign Carlton." The Vulcan then laced his fingers together and leaned forward intently.
 
 
(Reply Lt. Falthgood, Any) 
(Posted by Charles Gatling)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Deck 6, CSOs office - Ensign Saleke, CSO - 17:40)
  
After reading the report on the anomaly Saleke considered the information for an instant, since the Lt. had not yet made an appearance  he decided to make use of his time.  
 
"Computer close file and display dossier on Lt. Zachary Falthgood."
 
[File on Lt. Falthgood, Zachary is locked, please input secondary request.]
 
 "Computer state nature of lock."
 
[File for Lt. Falthgood, Zachary, CSO is under personal lock, level three.]
 
 Saleke considered the options for a moment. ~ According to computer records Lt. Falthgood is still CSO and therefore an override is unlikely. Only the Captain and FO would be able to override such a lock under normal circumstances. Why would he have such a lock on his file? ~  
 
"Computer is there information On LT. Zachary Falthgood in the database that is a matter of public record?"
 
[Affirmative]
 
"Display."
 
Saleke leaned forward and studied the file intently for a moment, noting place of origin, education and accomplishments, such as there were. His work on the Research and Applied Technologies unit was listed but no details along with his temporary posts on several ships and bases, also with no details.
 
Settling back into his chair Saleke steepled his fingers and considered the many facets of this enigmatic figure.
 
(Reply: None)
(Posted by Charles Gatling)  

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Deck 6, CSO's office - Ensign Saleke, pCSO - 17:42)
 
There was no doubt Saleke's interest was picqued, his chin rested against his steepled fingers as he continued to look at the screen, as a matter of fact his eyes bored into it as though to wring some information from it.
 
  ~ Something is amiss but I don't have the time now to find out what. A man with a hidden past could be a danger to my department if his past catches up to him and that is unacceptable. At my earliest opportunity I will have to delve deeply into Lieutenant Falthgood's roots. ~
 
"Computer, query location of living quarters for Ensign Saleke."
 
[Quarters for Saleke, Ensign on Deck 3, Room 18.]
 
The Vulcan was not completely knowledgeable about all the many chambers upon the Sovereign Class vessel but he was conversant enough to know the quarters would be close enough to the turbolift to give easy access, essential for senior staff.

Saleke leaned back in his chair again and began a meditation discipline to clear his mind of this thorny problem, he had a meeting to conduct shortly and it would not do to be hesitant or uncertain.
 
(Reply: None) 
(Posted by Charles Gatling)

Stardate:2406.06.20
(USS Nimitz - Turbolift - Ensign Jason Dema - 2000)
 
After a long day, Jason was finally done working. But still, he felt guilty about what happened in engineering.
 
"Computer, locate Ensign Kateb."
 
[Ensign Kateb is in the messhall]
 
"Computer, deck 7"
 
The turbolift beeped in acknowledgment and went on his way. Finally the lift arrived, and Jason got out and went on his way to the mess-hall.
 
(USS Nimitz - Mess-hall - Ensign Jason Dema & TAC/SC Ensign Kateb - 2004)
 
Once inside the mess-hall, Jason saw Kateb and walked over to her.
 
"Hi there Kateb, mind if I join you?"
 
Onyx look over beyond her pasta dish. “Yes you can!”
 
Jason hesitated for a while, but eventually sat down. "I actually came to apologize to you for what happened in engineering..."
 
“Yes... what happen in engineering... It took me a while for the engineer crew to get over this, even worse for Zzt who kept giving me side glances.”
 
"that especially, still, sorry for the trouble I brought you"
 
“You took me by surprise... I accept your apology. I never was accustom to this kissing to welcome someone.” Onyx return to her eating. She didn't want her pasta to get cold.
 
"well, it's an old habit we still use in the family, and for a moment I forgot that I wasn't home, and you do remind me of my sister a little."
 
“I understand that, Zzt doesn't seem to understand the concept of it. Will you eat? The waiter is waiting for you.”
 
"I would like a steak, with fries and a lot of sauce, and some salad if that is possible."
 
"No problem." the waiter said.
 
"It's been a long time since I ate that... and yes, we'll have to explain Zzt one day about human habits."
 
“That should be fun to do!” Onyx chuckled.
 
"Yeah, but don't give him to much details or he'll ask us to show it to him." Jason laughed.
 
(Reply from anyone)
(Posted by Laurence & Anthony)
 

Stardate:2406.07.05
Mission: Down to the River, Day 2
Mission : Opportunities of Engagements, day 9
Stardate: 2406.07.05

(USS Cochrane - Deck 69, Club Diva - ACSO Ens Q'Luka- 1350)

"Would you like some. Sir"

"No, thank you, I'm pregnant."  She smiled.

"Ok sorry sir. How are you?"

"I'm fine, I just would like an orange juice.  And you, I see that  you are
drinking Klingon Blood wine? Please, call me Rose... the Sir if for outside of this place.

"Understood sir. How has your day been then?"

(Reply Rose)

"Good. Do you know how hard it is to tell a bartender that you can 
handle your blood wine." Laughed Q'Luka.

(Reply Rose)

"Oh well i got in the end"

(Reply Rose)

"I understand that you were at wolf 359 a famous battle that i slaute 
you for taking part in. Although i am sorry for your lose."

(Reply Rose)

"Sorry Rose. My Kligon side taking over. Its wierd somtime i think and
talk like a Vulcan and somtimes i do the oppisite and behave like a kligon."

(reply Rose)

"Yes i still have family a sister which i am to locate. Do you have 
any suggestions for finding him."

(Reply Rose)

"Thank you sir i will try that. Have you heard the story of how my
father's and mother's family had a battle."

(Reply Rose)

"Well its very complicated. It all started when my mothers family who 
were kligon insulted my fathers vulcan
family. They traded insaults for sevral years and it final came into 
one massive battle. In the end my kligon
father fired sevral quantrum toropedos and this caused the star 
nebula to explod. It killed everyone but my
mother and sister my sister was on Earth as you may know she is a 
well know scientist and my mother died at wolf 359."

(rely Rose)

"They both fought like warriors and are assured a place on Grouvet 
Island.  I share a wider thought on how to
get onto the island anyone who died as a warrior i assured a place." 
At that Q'Luka grabbed his head and was plainly suffering a headache.

(Reply Rose)

"I am fine sir. Thank you."

(Reply Rose.)

(Reply from  Rose and anyone)
(Posted by Mike)
Stardate:2406.07.05
Mission: Down to the River, Day 2
Mission : Opportunities of Engagements, day 9
Stardate: 2406.07.05

(USS Cochrane - Deck 69, Club Diva - COUNS. Lt. Rose Cantarzini - 1350)

Rose arrived and the music and dancing had started.  She wasn't 
familiar
with the dance, but her body seem to because her feet was following the 
beat
as she talk to other.  She left Weasley and Dar-Aino, he seem to be
different, she couldn't figure why true that he might not like those 
kinds
of parties.  At the bar she saw Q'Luka who said.

"Would you like some. Sir"

"No, thank you, I'm pregnant."  She smiled.

"Ok sorry sir. How are you?"

"I'm fine, I just would like an orange juice.  And you, I see that you 
are
drinking Klingon Blood wine? Please, call me Rose... the Sir if for 
outside
of this place.

(Reply from Q'Luka)
NRPG:
Sorry that I didn't reply to you, I was planing on that when my mailbox
decided to empty itself... Long story.  There could be more talk here.
RPG
(USS Cochrane - Deck 69, Club Diva - COUNS. Lt. Rose Cantarzini - 1413)

Rose had a good conversation with Q'Luka and a lot of the new officers 
on
board when her senses picked up a strange vib, something that she 
didn't
felt before in her life, but it seen that Kara was also picking up
something.  There eyes met and she walk up to her.

"Kara, what is that feeling?"

(Reply from Kara)

"Q!  My father told me about them, but I was a child and I thought it 
was
just a bed time story."

They both saw Q talking to the captain and after a moment disappeared.  
Both
Rose and Kara had the same reaction, the party was on a stand still, 
and
they walk up to Alexandra and Tahl.

"What did he want?" Ask Rose first.

"I don't know, he wouldn't say.  He just manage to kill my mood."  
Alexandra
look around, the music had stop like everyone. "Ok everyone, he is gone 
and
we can restart the party, music please.  Come on you two and also you 
Fugan
go back to the party."  She picked up again Tahl's emotion and now she
simply needed to know.  "Sweetheart, come with me please."

(Reply from  Q'Luka, Kara, Tahl and anyone)
(Posted by Laurence Durand)

 

Stardate:2406.07.05
Mission : The visitor, day 1
Stardate: 2406.07.05

(USS Cochrane - Deck 69, Club DivaACSO Ens Q'Luka- 1351)

"I'm fine, I just would like an orange juice.  And you, I see that 
you are drinking Klingon Blood wine? Please, call me Rose... the 
Sir if for outside of this place.

"Understood sir. How has your day been then?"

"I free it just for this occasion."

"Good. Do you know how hard it is to tell a bartender that you can 
handle your blood wine." Laughed Q'Luka.

"It's a bevarage that needs some getting use to."

"Oh well i got in the end"

"I can see that, if I wasn't pregnant I would have took a small cup of it
myself."  Rose took a sip of her orange juice that the waiter gave her.

"I understand that you were at wolf 359 a famous battle that i slaute 
you for taking part in. Although I am sorry for your lose."

"Thank you but it's rather a delicate subject for me.  So many lives
gone."

"Sorry Rose. My Kligon side taking over. Its wierd somtime i think 
and talk like a Vulcan and somtimes i do the
opposite and behave like a kligon."

"It's understandable, you are half vulcan and klingon.  Do you still 
have family?"

"Yes i still have family a sister which i am to locate. Do you have 
any suggestions for finding him."

"Family is important for all Klingons and considering that you are 
also Vulcan they could help you.  I would write a petition to both with details."

"Thank you sir i will try that. Have you heard the story of how my
father's and mother's family had a battle."

"No I didn't! What happened?"

"Well its very complicated. It all started when my mothers family who 
were kligon insulted my fathers vulcan family. They traded insaults for 
sevral years and it final came into one massive battle. In the end my kligon
father fired sevral quantrum toropedos and this caused the star 
nebula to explod. It killed everyone but my
mother and sister my sister was on Earth as you may know she is a 
well know scientist and my mother died at wolf 359."

"It's tragic!"

"They both fought like warriors and are assured a place on Grouvet 
Island.  I share a wider thought on how to
get onto the island anyone who died as a warrior i assured a place." 
At that Q'Luka grabbed his head and was plainly suffering a headache.

"Are you feeling ok?"

"I am fine sir. Thank you."

"You should see a doctor and if they don't find anything you should 
come to me and unload.  It's not a crime to
come and see, has friends, not patient."

Q'Luka thought for a second ~It seems logical to have a friend 
onboard~
"Thank you Rose. I might just do that. Please may you excuse me I 
think I better go to sick bay."

(Reply Rose)

"Thank you I will see you tomorrow then."

Q'Luka walked to sickbay as he reached it he opened the door he found 
the doctor in a darkend room doing
somthing.~Unsual thing for a doctor to be doing i better tell command
tomorrow~

"Doctor."

(Reply Doctor)

"Sir i have a slight headache and Rose suggested i came and see you 
about it."

(Reply from  Doctor,Rose, and anyone)
(Posted by Laurence Durand)

Stardate:2406.07.05
Mission : The visitor, day 1
Stardate: 2406.07.05

(USS Cochrane - Deck 69, Club Diva - COUNS. Lt. Rose Cantarzini - 1351)

"I'm fine, I just would like an orange juice.  And you, I see that you 
are
drinking Klingon Blood wine? Please, call me Rose... the Sir if for 
outside
of this place.

"Understood sir. How has your day been then?"

"I free it just for this occasion."

"Good. Do you know how hard it is to tell a bartender that you can 
handle
your blood wine." Laughed Q'Luka.

"It's a bevarage that needs some getting use to."

"Oh well i got in the end"

"I can see that, if I wasn't pregnant I would have took a small cup of 
it
myself."  Rose took a sip of her orange juice that the waiter gave her.

"I understand that you were at wolf 359 a famous battle that i slaute 
you
for taking part in. Although i am sorry for your lose."

"Thank you but it's rather a delicate subject for me.  So many lives 
gone."

"Sorry Rose. My Kligon side taking over. Its wierd somtime i think and 
talk
like a Vulcan and somtimes i do the opposite and behave like a kligon."

"It's understandable, you are half vulcan and klingon.  Do you still 
have
family?"

"Yes i still have family a sister which i am to locate. Do you have any
suggestions for finding him."

"Family is important for all Klingons and considering that you are also
Vulcan they could help you.  I would write a petition to both with 
details."

"Thank you sir i will try that. Have you heard the story of how my 
father's
and mother's family had a battle."

"No I didn't! What happen?"

"Well its very complicated. It all started when my mothers family who 
were
kligon insulted my fathers vulcan family. They traded insaults for 
sevral
years and it final came into one massive battle. In the end my kligon 
father
fired sevral quantrum toropedos and this caused the star nebula to 
explod.
It killed everyone but my mother and sister my sister was on Earth as 
you
may know she is a well know scientist and my mother died at wolf 359."

"It's tragic!"

"They both fought like warriors and are assured a place on Grouvet 
Island. I
share a wider thought on how to get onto the island anyone who died as 
a
warrior i assured a place." At that Q'Luka grabbed his head and was 
plainly
suffering a headache.

"Are you feeling ok?"

"I am fine sir. Thank you."

"You should see a doctor and if they don't find anything you should 
come to
me and unload.  It's not a crime to come and see, has friends, not 
patient."
Rose knew that klingon had hard times admitting that they needed a ear 
to
listen.  So frienship was a nice idea that she hoped he would accept as
such.

(Reply from  Q'Luka, and anyone)
(Posted by Laurence Durand)

 

Stardate:2406.07.05
Mission : The Visitor, day 1
Stardate: 2406.07.05

(USS Cochrane - Deck 69, Diva Club - CO Captain Lowell - 1414)

"Well, considering that we will not run out of strawberry jelly, 
custard,
Antarian Cream, cherries, I'm fine... Q."  Alexandra give a sign to 
Tarz to
stay where he was, has she took the roses.

Q faked an expression of complete astonishment before adopting a thick
southern accent from Earth, he had found some of the Human linguistic 
forms
extremely humerous however had yet to select a favourite.

"Why Miss Lowell i am impressed, how did you guess it was little ol 
me?"

Q clicked his fingers instantly changed his appearance in a flash of 
blue
light so that the dsco style clothing was replaced by a Starfleet 
admirals
uniform.

"I would have known if there had been a replicator malfunction, and
considering the description of how those men were disguised just told 
me.
Why are you here Q?"

He altered accent again to one of his favourites, a strong English 
accent
from the 15th century on Earth "Captain compliments that poor will not 
get
you anywhere. With regards to why i am here, well best not to spoil the
surprise ... just yet."

Q clicked his fingers again vanishing completely from the Cochrane.
Alexandra sigh not of relief but wondering what would happen next has 
she
look at the crew around her.

(Reply from Q, anyone in the party)
(Posted by Laurence)

 

Stardate:2406.07.05
Mission: Down to the River, Day 2
Mission : Opportunities of Engagements, day 9
Stardate: 2406.07.05

(USS Cochrane - Deck 69, Club Diva - 2O/CSO Fugan B'Lanor - 1415)

"I don't know, he wouldn't say.  He just manage to kill my mood."
Alexandra look around, the music had stop like everyone. "Ok everyone, he is 
gone and we can restart the party, music please.  Come on you two and also you 
Fugan go back to the party."

Fugan nodded in reply however quickly decided not to return to the
celebrations, logically preparing for the exploits of this entity 
would be significantly more beneficial although given the unpredictable nature 
of the Q it would be considerably difficult.  He returned to his seat at the bar
to collect the PADD on which he had recorded his observations before he
departed Club Diva heading towards his quarters to change his clothing
into the substantially more suitable Starfleet uniform.

(USS Cochrane - Bridge - 1435)

Fugan relieved the officer in charge so that he could attend the
festivities before taking a seat at an LCARS terminal towards the rear of the
considerably empty bridge.

"Computer display all files regarding the Q entities."

[Security Clearance Required]

"B'Lanor alpha-omega eight-six-three"

[Accessing]

Fugan began to read over the myriad of files concerning the Q, 
curious to establish if there were a motive for the visitation of the entity, or 
any other information which may prove of usefulness.

(Reply any)
(posted by John Morrison)

Stardate:2406.07.05
Mission : The Visitor, day 1
Stardate: 2406.07.05

(USS Cochrane - Deck 69, Diva Club - CO Captain Lowell - 1420)

Alexandra look at everyone from the bar, they were enjoying each other 
again
and most of all talking more or less of this incident.  Tahl was beside 
her,
holding her hand, she knew that part of him was happy and the other 
wasn't,
even a bit afraid.  She turn her face toward him, gave him a little 
smile.

"Let's get out of her... we have to talk and I think it's right now the 
best
of times to do that."

(Reply from Tahl)

Alexandra and Tahl walked out of the bar and to the nearess turbolift.
"CO/FO quarter!"  She didn't know where to start, and the silence was
starting to weigth a lot.  "Computer, stop turbolift.!"

Alexandra turn to Tahl. "I know that LoDona ask you to go to his ship 
and
from the vibes... it wasn't for congratulating us about are engagement.  
Am
I wrong?"

(Reply from Tahl, anyone)
(Posted by Laurence)
Stardate:2406.07.07
Mission: Down to the River, Day 4
Stardate: 2406.07.07

(Starbase Geneva - Main Conference room - COUNS Lt. Cantarzini - 0620)

Rose listened to what everyone was saying yet her senses was telling 
her
about danger.  She couldn't say if it was her pregnancy that was 
playing
tricks or if it was her senses, but she decided to speak up anyway.

"Actually I do have to say something.  There's something off, I don't 
know
why but I know it's not right.  I can't say why only that I can sens 
it.  I
don't know if Lt. Kara does to."

(Reply from Kara)

"I preconise caution.  That's is all Sir!"

(Reply from Kara, anyone)
(Posted by Laurence Durand)

Stardate:2406.07.07

----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Laurence Durand" <AlexandraLowell@myrealbox.com>
To: <cochrane_geneva@freedom-squadron.com>
Sent: Friday, February 20, 2004 8:18 PM
Subject: COCHRANEMS : CO Captain Lowell #2


Mission: Down to the River, Day 4

Stardate: 2406.07.07

(Starbase Geneva - Conference lounge - CO Captain Lowell - 0620)

Alexandra listened to what Wilson had to say and his idea, until he 
stated
his plan which was sound.

“Thank you Ensign,” John paused for a moment. “Since it is 
probable that it
is a trap this is what I suggest. If the Nautilus and Cochrane go to 
the
planet and scout ahead. Once we have secured the area Geneva can come 
along.
If they do require aid Geneva will have infinitely more resources than 
the
Cochrane and Nautilus. Of course Captains if is at your 
discressions,” John
stated.

She replayed the message twice and obviously something huge had happen 
also
there wasn't enough voice for the computer to make a clear 
identification.

"For my part, I think it's a good plan. Obviously something has happen, 
true
that it can be a trap but we will not know until we go. The question 
left
would be when do we leave. Once back on the Cochrane, we could be ready 
in 5
to 10 minutes." Alexandra look at her crew and said. "Anything to add 
to
this? any hypothesis?"

(Reply from Wilson, Rofellian, anyone at the meeting)
(Posted by Laurence)

 

Stardate:2406.07.07
Mission: Down to the River, Day 4

Stardate: 2406.07.07

(USS Cochrane - CO/FO Quarters - CO Captain Lowell - 0620)

Alexandra listened to what Wilson had to say and his idea, until he 
stated
his plan which was sound.

“Thank you Ensign,” John paused for a moment. “Since it is 
probable that it
is a trap this is what I suggest. If the Nautilus and Cochrane go to 
the
planet and scout ahead. Once we have secured the area Geneva can come 
along.
If they do require aid Geneva will have infinitely more resources than 
the
Cochrane and Nautilus. Of course Captains if is at your 
discressions,” John
stated.

She replayed the message twice and obviously something huge had happen 
also
there wasn't enough voice for the computer to make a clear 
identification.

"For my part, I think it's a good plan.  Obviously something has 
happen,
true that it can be a trap but we will not know until we go.  The 
question
left would be when do we leave.  Once back on the Cochrane, we could be
ready in 5 to 10 minutes." Alexandra look at her crew and said. 
"Anything to
add to this? any hypothesis?"

(Reply from Wilson, Rofellian, anyone at the meeting)
(Posted by Laurence)

 

Stardate:2406.20.06
Mission: The Daily Grind
Mission Day: 1
Stardate: 2406.06.20
 
(Warp Shuttle, nearing Starbvase Geneva - Ensign(Sg) Saleke, CSO - 16:50)
 
As the warp shuttle neared its destination Saleke was considering the events of 
the last few days.

"You are henceforth assigned to the Nimitz as CSO with a commission as Ensign 
Senior Grade, report to Captain Devan Sash." Admiral Jopek had said.
As Saleke picked up the yellow pip from the Admiral's desk he hoped the emotions 
boiling inside him were not mirrored upon his face.
 
~ CSO on the Nimitz! ~ He thought. ~ Unexpected is hardly the word to describe 
this posting. ~ Saleke was not surprised that he had not received the assignment 
he had requested on the Boudicca, after all few Cadets did; but the Nimitz! A 
Sovereign Class vessel with a highly respected Captain and a good crew! Saleke 
had never considered the possibility of landing such a "Plum Post" in the human 
vernacular.

And not only was the Nimitz listed as an exploration vessel but he had been given 
oversight of the entire Science Department!

He looked up in time to see the Admiral lift his hand in the ancient Vulcan salute,"You 
have a shuttle to catch Ensign, Live long and prosper." 
 
The ritual nature of the gesture helped Saleke focus as he returned the salute. "And 
to you Admiral, Live long and prosper."
 
All the way back to his room he had fought an internal struggle and when he finally arrived 
at his room and was safe behind the locked door he lowered his control for a few minutes to 
release his pent up feelings. After wiping his face he had noticed there were messages left 
on the communications console and found they were congratulations from his family, no 
doubt Jopek had notified the Vulcan Consulate of his promotion as soon as it was official 
and they in turn had notified his parents aboard the Nahru as well as his sister on Vulcan, 
the message from his brother was absent but he served on a remote outpost so Saleke was 
sure he had not yet heard..

He did not have time to answer them as he packed quickly and only after he was settled 
aboard the warp shuttle awaiting takeoff did he allow himself to relax. After the craft 
entered space he patched into its communications and sent his replies. Saleke considered 
himself fortunate that his parents were not as many Vulcans still were and were supportive 
of his decision to forge a career in Star Fleet.

As the shuttle neared the Starbase he returned to the present and saw the silhoutte 
of a ship began to grow in the window, because it was the only one of its kind in the 
spacedock he knew without a doubt it was the one he sought. In his studies of alien 
life forms he had come across a certain reference many times which was most obvious 
in human literature, the sighting of one's first assigned ship that took on an almost 
magical quality in the telling.Though it had suffered damage and was even now 
being swarmed by repair crews Saleke began to understand the reference. The 
registry came into sight as the shuttle turned toward the docking bay.
 
NCC 7578E USS Nimitz
 
Saleke settled back in his seat as the craft decelerated and nodded his head. "I 
understand now," he whispered, "Fascinating!"
 
(USS Nimitz - Chief Science Officer's Office - Ensign Saleke, CSO - 17:20)
 
Saleke had strode through the boarding tube and headed for the turbolifts, inside 
he said, "Deck 6." and waited as it took him to his destination. Once it had stopped
 he exited and made for the Chief Science Officer's Office and after arriving he set 
down his carryall and looked around. The office was spartan and unadorned containing
 only a desk with computer screen and controls, a chair for the desk, a replicator 
upon the wall and a long, three teired bookcase. Everything was empty and he had 
brought few momentoes. He resolved to order another chair from stores as he planned 
on having a numbeer of get acquainted meetings with the personnel in his department 
if time permitted. 

He walked to the relicator and said, "Orange juice, chilled, with pulp." He had grown to 
enjoy the exotic tasting fruit juice during his time at the Academy. After taking the cold 
glass from the replicator he walked to his desk and sat down.  Since his orders did not 
include the deck or room he would be staying in on the Nimitz he decided to make the 
office his base until he heard from the Captain. Reaching forward he activated the computer.
"Computer"
 
[Working]
 
"This is Saleke, Ensign Senior Grade, CSO, assigned to the Nimitz reporting in. Please 
notify Captain Devan Sash that I am aboard in my office and awaiting orders. In the 
interim display unopened logged departmental reports."
 
(Reply: Captain Devan Sash)
(Posted by Charles Gatling)