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