USS Luna NCC 65828 
SD 10203.12

Starring:
Arlene McIntyre as ADM Xavier and SM
Gabriel DePaolo as Cerb & CMDR Blake
Anna Marie Novick as Bessie
 Jane Rowley as CNS Mikal Luchena 
Mark Burton as CIV Seng Tarn
Carol Ray as CTO Anna Hanover 
Karriaunna Scotti as CSO Harmony Singh 

Guests:
 Eldad as CCO D’nor 

Absent: 
Bruce Oriani as FCO Monruth Doole

Host Arlene says:
SUMMARY:   The USS Luna has rendezvoused with the observation station orbiting M'Tlat.   There were suppose to pick up Captain Merced but discovered that he has turned out missing.  Word has it there is a traitor on board the station.  The crew has prepared an away team and is about to beam down from the station.
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Host Arlene says:
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CIV_Seng says:
::looks at self and thinks that To'Mach is going to pay for this::

CTO-Hanover says:
::looks around at everyone:: ALL: Well I guess we are about as ready as we are going to be...shall we?

CSO_Singh says:
::Standing very still in the transporter room, feeling as if she bent to far forward she would fall flat on her face... literally.::

Host Arlene says:
ACTION:  The AT team has been assembled in the station's transporter room.  The TR Chief refuses to beam anyone down.  He keeps saying they are waiting on someone.

Host CMDR_Blake says:
@::reading over some report, his mind not really on the report, but on all that is going on::

CNS_Luchena says:
::lounging around on  the Luna watching the busy bridge crew::

CIV_Seng says:
@::looks at the TR Chief:: TR Chief: Who are we waiting on?

Host Arlene says:
@<TR Chief> ::Shrugs::  CIV:  Not for me to say...  ::Smirks::

CIV_Seng says:
@::starts to move towards the TR Chief::

CTO-Hanover says:
@::becoming annoyed:: Self: This is ridiculous. CIV: Stop!

CIV_Seng says:
@::snaps head towards the CTO::

CSO_Singh says:
@::Looks at the TR chief a bit surprised at the rudeness, embarrassed for him, and glad he was not on her ship.::

CTO-Hanover says:
@*Blake*: What is the hold up? We are ready to beam and not getting any cooperation here. If there is to be someone else with us would you get them here so we can get on with this?

Host Arlene says:
@<TR Chief> CIV:  What are you going to do ?  Beat me?

CCO_D`nor says:
@::Cursing silently, he runs as fast as he can to the direction of the transporter room. Mumbling something about computers that never work when you need them. Turning around to his left he quickly spots the transport room, slowing down he began to pace towards the doors. Wearing his most annoying grin, he steps inside the room:: All: Greetings.

Host CMDR_Blake says:
@::sighs, and decides to take the time to write his log::

CTO-Hanover says:
@::REB:: CCO: Greetings? Are you the reason for the hold up?

CIV_Seng says:
@::glares at the CCO::

CCO_D`nor says:
@CTO: Of course there is, I'm coming with you. Now, let's get this show on the road. ::Smirks at the CIV and walks towards the pads::

CSO_Singh says:
@::Looks up at the stranger, wondering who he is::

CTO-Hanover says:
@CCO: You? By whose orders?

CIV_Seng says:
@::steps on the transporter pad::

CSO_Singh says:
@::Looks from the CTO to the stranger, picking up a strong dislike from the Anna::

CCO_D`nor says:
@CTO: Mine ::Raises an eyebrow and grins widely:: I still have more authority then you on this 
outpost to remind you ::Glances around::

CSO_Singh says:
@::Steps up next to the Klingon::

CTO-Hanover says:
@::mumbles a few choice words:: ALL: Let's go. CCO: And you may have more authority but understand one thing...you do anything wrong and you are mine! ::steps up on the padd::

Host Arlene says:
@<TR Chief> ALL:  Can I get rid of you now?

CCO_D`nor says:
@CTO: Now now, your really not my type ::Laughs softly and steps on the pad:: CIV: Long time no see ::Smiles at him::

CCO_D`nor says:
@TR Chief: Just do it ::Nods at the CTO and waits::

CTO-Hanover says:
@::looks at the TR Chief:: Self: That one is a pain as well.

CTO-Hanover says:
@CCO: That isn't what I meant...I will see to it you suffer little though.

CIV_Seng says:
@CCO: Just remember what the CTO said.

Host Arlene says:
@<TR Chief> ::Adjusts the controls and moves her hand upwards.  The people before her begin to shimmer.::

CCO_D`nor says:
@CTO: Promises, promises ::Chuckles::

CSO_Singh says:
@::Feeling a lot of tension around her, sinks in a bit on herself::

Host Arlene says:
ACTION:  The AT is transported to the Safe house where Bessie is waiting for them.

CTO-Hanover says:
#::materializes in the safe house::

CIV_Seng says:
#::materializes in the safe house immediately starts to look around::

CSO_Singh says:
#::Looks around, reaching for her tricorder to begin a scan::

CTO-Hanover says:
#::steps forward:: Bessie: Bessie I presume?

Bessie says:
#CTO : Affirmative.

CCO_D`nor says:
#::Materializes near the rest of the away team, he glances around quickly before yawning loudly and focusing on the figure in front of them::

CTO-Hanover says:
#Bessie: Well what do you have for us?

CSO_Singh says:
#::Takes a step too fast to the left and stumbles::

CIV_Seng says:
#::reaches out catching the CSO::

CSO_Singh says:
#::One hand on Seng’s arm, tries to find her balance again::  CIV:  Thank you.

Bessie says:
#CTO: Why help you find your Captain.

CIV_Seng says:
#::helps the CSO:: CSO: Your welcome.

CTO-Hanover says:
#Bessie: Sorry...guess that came out wrong. Certain people have me rather...let's just say on edge. Do you have any word about his where abouts?

CSO_Singh says:
#::Lets go::  CIV:  I may yet get used to this head... or not.  ::Moves slowly away.::

CCO_D`nor says:
#::Snorts at the CTO comment, he glances around and sighs. He makes his way towards the CTO and Bessie::

CIV_Seng says:
#CSO: I would prefer to have my own features myself::

CIV_Seng says:
#::moves standing by the door keeps a close eye on the CCO::

CCO_D`nor says:
#Bessie: So, how do you plan to do that? ::Raises an eyebrow::

CSO_Singh says:
#::Puts away her tricorder in the specially made pouch, after noting Bessie was the real thing.::

CTO-Hanover says:
#::glares at the CCO:: CCO: I still don't know why you are with us...just stay out of my way.

CSO_Singh says:
#::Moves to a window to look out::

Bessie says:
# :: moves to the door ready to move out ::

CCO_D`nor says:
#CTO: I'm here to help of course ::Smiles politely:: You could use all the help you can get, don't you?

Host Cerb says:
::standing across the street, waiting patiently...::

CTO-Hanover says:
CCO: Your kind of help I don't need. ::follows Bessie:: ALL: Let's go...we have to find the Captain.

CIV_Seng says:
::moves up behind the rest::

Bessie says:
:: spies  Cerb and moves quickly over to him::

CCO_D`nor says:
CTO: So, tell me. ::Glances around and smiles:: Are all Starfleet officers rude like you?

CSO_Singh says:
::Seeing the others vanish out the door, starts to hurry after them, only to stumble and catch herself on the doorframe::  This is not going to work...

CTO-Hanover says:
CCO: Rude? I am not rude...you get what you gave me. You were rude and I tried to be nice. You didn't want nice so you get rude. Basic principal I live by...

Host Cerb says:
::sees Bessie moving to him, followed by others, and offers an uncertain smile::  Bessie: ::nodding to indicate the others::  They are... ::whispered:: aliens?

CIV_Seng says:
::moves up standing behind the CCO::

Bessie says:
:: nods to Cerb ::

CTO-Hanover says:
::nods at Cerb and looks around to make sure everyone is accounted for:: CSO: Are you okay?

CSO_Singh says:
::Takes a deep breath and reaches back for her training, then slowly with forced grace, follows, catching up with the others.::

CCO_D`nor says:
::Glances back as a certain smell comes from behind him, he turns around and wrinkles his nose:: CIV: Do you mind?

CSO_Singh says:
CTO:  Yes thank you.  I will get this yet.

Host Cerb says:
::takes a deep breath, looking around, trying not to draw attention to himself::  All: Okay, I know where the one you call 'captain' is.  Are you ready to go?

CIV_Seng says:
CCO: Just a reminder that I am here for you not to get out of line.

Bessie says:
::nods::

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: Stay close to me...I will help you all I can.

CTO-Hanover says:
Cerb: Yes we are...shall we?

Host Cerb says:
::nods, turning down the street, looking back to make sure they are following:: All: This way.

CSO_Singh says:
CTO:  I think I am getting the hang of this, but how did you figure it out so quickly?

Bessie says:
:: follows::

CCO_D`nor says:
CIV: You don't scare me, I've seen Tribbles that are more fierce then you ::Winks and hurries after Bessie::

CTO-Hanover says:
::follows Cerb:: CIV: Make sure everyone keeps up...and keep an eye on him! ::points to the CCO::

CIV_Seng says:
CTO: OK,  Anna.

Host Arlene says:
:ACTION:  At the CTO's raised voice,  Heads turn and watches the small group hurrying down the road.

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: Too many times I played with some of the headpieces my family was finding on digs. I guess you can say I have been well trained. ::chuckles::

CSO_Singh says:
CTO:  Perhaps I should add that to my training.

CIV_Seng says:
::waits for the rest to move then brings up the rear keeping eye on the CCO::

Host Cerb says:
::turns down another street, slowing a bit to walk beside Bessie:: Bessie: ::softly:: Do you really think we are doing the right thing... returning him to them?

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: Well it comes from practice...I still make stumbles...but you have to learn to control your head movements. ::keeps following Cerb::

CCO_D`nor says:
::Pauses near the CSO, he glances back at the CIV and shakes his head:: CSO: And who might you be? ::Glances at the CSO and frowns:: I hope you're not rude like the CTO and the CIV over there ::Pauses and narrows his eyes in thought::

Bessie says:
:: nods to Cerb ::
CSO_Singh says:
CTO:  I am remembering one of my lessons where I had to wear a book on the top of my head.  I am pretending that is what I am doing now.  Hopefully it will work.

CIV_Seng says:
::follows the rest of the group keeping all senses open::

CTO-Hanover says:
CCO: I told you...you get the same treatment you give me. You don't like it then try changing and being nice.

Host Cerb says:
::nods softly in return, shrugging a bit::

CSO_Singh says:
CCO: I am the Luna's chief science officer.  And my crewmates in general are not rude.  ::Looks learily at the man::

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: That should help.

Host Arlene says:
ACTION:  The group comes upon a market.. Peddlers begin shoving wares in their faces..

Host Cerb says:
::pushes through the crowd almost absentmindedly, looking to make sure the others are keeping up::

CIV_Seng says:
::wishes I could shove these Nuchpu' into their little stalls::

CSO_Singh says:
::As an object is shoved in her face, she pulls back and finds herself falling backwards::

CTO-Hanover says:
::keeps following Cerb not wanting to lose him::

CIV_Seng says:
::reaches out grabbing the CSO:: CSO: You need to be more careful::

CCO_D`nor says:
CTO: I'm afraid that is a direct cause of my race ::Smirks and glances ahead:: As that CIV of yours back there is smelly and loud I feel the need to speak in a way you might consider rude ::Shrugs:: That's life for you

Host Cerb says:
::looks ahead and sees the diner::

CSO_Singh says:
::Sighs at her narrow escape, glad these features don't blush::  CIV:  Thank you.

CTO-Hanover says:
CCO: Then don't complain when I talk back to you that way. ::moves forward::

Host Cerb says:
::turns to the others:: All: Come.  My contact is at the diner.  He will tell us where to go next.

CIV_Seng says:
CSO: Your welcome again.

CCO_D`nor says:
::Smiles widely at the CTO, he smirks and moves towards Cerb::

CCO_D`nor says:
::Matches his pace speed to Cerb's one:: Cerb: Greetings ::Glances back at the Luna crew::

Host Cerb says:
::looks over at the CCO::  CCO: ::cautiously::  Hello...

CSO_Singh says:
::Not sure if it would be more embarrassing to find herself constantly being caught by Seng or finding herself flat on her face, decides to stay close to the Klingon.::

CTO-Hanover says:
::moves up next to the CCO:: <w> CCO: You do anything stupid and you won't take another step.

Host Arlene says:
ACTION:  As the group is leaving the market area, one last peddler envlopes the CSO in yards of fabric.

CCO_D`nor says:
Cerb: I'm D`nor, your contact on the Outpost ::Glares back at the CTO:: CTO: Hush!

CSO_Singh says:
::Stands still as she seems to be caught::  Ohhh...

Host Cerb says:
::eyes the other alien for a moment, then shakes his head at the CCO::  CCO: I don't know what you are talking about.

CSO_Singh says:
::Starts to pull it off::  Peddler:  Thank you, but no thank you....

Bessie says:
:: moves back to help the CSO::

CIV_Seng says:
::moves towards the peddler ready to aid the CSO::

Host Arlene says:
<Peddler> CSO: But Lady!!  It’s your color 

Bessie says:
:: helps the CSO get unwrapped ::

CSO_Singh says:
Peddler: Ahhh... yes.  Maybe some other time though...  ::Having trouble getting it off and keep her balance::

Host Cerb says:
::moves ahead of the group to the diner door, and looks inside::

Host Cerb says:
::turns to the group:: All: Wait here for a moment.  I'll be right back.

CSO_Singh says:
::Finding herself unencumbered smiles::  Bessie:  Thank you.

CIV_Seng says:
::stops looking around for threats::

CTO-Hanover says:
::nods and turns to the others...sees they aren't close by and looks around spotting them::

Host Arlene says:
<Peddler> CSO/Bessie: You two will pay for this!!  ::raises a fist in the air with bunched fabric.::

CTO-Hanover says:
::motions the others to hurry up and get over with them::

Bessie says:
:: moves inside with CSO nodding.::

CSO_Singh says:
::Looks at the Peddler in surprise::  Peddler:  Pay for it?  But I don't want it... ::Looks at Bessie wondering what cultural thing she had missed::

Host Cerb says:
::steps inside, and joins another person at a table where they have a hushed conversation, with some nodding, and some pointing, with a little looking around.  Finally the conversation slows a bit, then stops.  With a nod, Cerb stands from the table and leaves the diner, joining the group again.::

CIV_Seng says:
::glares at the Peddler and follows the CSO::

CTO-Hanover says:
::looks at Cerb::

Host Cerb says:
::move over to Bessie::  Bessie:  Is everything alright?

CCO_D`nor says:
::Glances at the Peddler with interest, he glances at the retreating forms of Bessie. He walks towards the Peddler:: Peddler: How much then?

CSO_Singh says:
::Finding herself between the others inside a building takes a breath of relief, that was a bit much.::

Host Arlene says:
<Peddler> CCO:  Five Tlatans you fine young man!  Bargain, no better bargain.

CIV_Seng says:
::walks up behind the CCO grabs him and pulls him towards the diner::

CTO-Hanover says:
<w> CSO: I don't trust that man. ::nods towards the CCO::

CSO_Singh says:
CTO:  I don't know him, but I will follow your instincts... if I don't trip over my own feet here.  This is embarrassing.

CCO_D`nor says:
::Rolls his eyes and pulls his wallet from his pocket, he open it and sighs. Grabbing ten Tlatans, he gives them to the Peddler:: Peddler: Keep it ::Grabs the cloth and walks away::

Host Arlene says:
<Peddler>  CIV:  Hey!!  You can't have him, He is my sale!...  ::takes the money.::  CCO:  Bless you! Bless you, may you have many calves.

CIV_Seng says:
::pushes the CCO towards the CTO:: CCO: Move.

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: Just try and keep the thought of the book on your head and you will be fine and remember no sudden moves.

CCO_D`nor says:
::Smirks as the CIV carries him, he glances at the way he's carrying him and laughs:: CIV: Good boy ::Pats him on the head and breaks loose, he walks towards the CSO:: CSO: I believe this is yours?

CSO_Singh says:
CTO:  If everyone else will remember that as well.   ::Looks around the room as she unobtrusively pulls out her tricorder and does a scan.::

Host Cerb says:
::eyes the group::  Bessie:  I know where he is now.  Are you all ready?

CSO_Singh says:
::Takes the material in surprise::  CCO:  Ummm... thank you.

Bessie says:
:: nods ::

CIV_Seng says:
::walks over to the CTO:: CTO: Anna if he lives through the day you will be lucky.

Host Cerb says:
::nods:: All: This way them.

CCO_D`nor says:
::Shrugs and walks away with a smirk::

CTO-Hanover says:
::nods:: Cerb: Lead on.

CSO_Singh says:
::Not sure what to do with it, slowly folds it into a parcel that is more manageable and less likely to get any dustier from the ground.::

Host Cerb says:
::notes that the CTO-alien seems to be the leader of the aliens, and lead them into a darker bit of town, with less street traffic, or pedestrians::

CSO_Singh says:
::Everything back into order returns her tricorder to its place.::

CSO_Singh says:
::As careful yet as quick as possible, tries to catch up with the CTO::

CTO-Hanover says:
::looks around cautiously:: Cerb: Where are you taking us?

CCO_D`nor says:
CTO: So tell me, what happened to your last Captain? ::Eyes her with fake interest::

CIV_Seng says:
::moves follows the group again::

CTO-Hanover says:
CCO: Last Captain? I only have one Captain.

Host Cerb says:
::looks back at the CTO::  CTO: The chancellor has eyes everywhere.  It was best to hold him away from the busier parts of town.

CTO-Hanover says:
::nods at Cerb that she heard and understands what he is saying::

CSO_Singh says:
::Catches up, tension burning in her calves(legs) and whispers::  CTO:  So far, no readings of the captain.

Host Cerb says:
::makes sure the group is still together as he opens the door to an old warehouse that looks deserted::  CTO: In here.

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: Keep checking and keep me posted. ::mutters under my breath::

CTO-Hanover says:
Cerb: If you say so. ::moves in carefully looking around...motions for the others to do the same::

CSO_Singh says:
::Stops at the door, not going in::  Cerb:  In here?

CSO_Singh says:
Cerb:  I mean, my captain is in there?

Host Cerb says:
::nods::  All: We are keeping him here because of the shielding the metal in the walls provides.

CIV_Seng says:
::moves slowly in not certain::

Bessie says:
:: stays outside ::

CCO_D`nor says:
::Glances around, he narrows his eyes in thought. Pausing, he glances around and considers something:: Self: How.. Odd..

CSO_Singh says:
::Doesn't go in::  Cerb:  shielding?

Host Cerb says:
CSO:  Electromagnetic shielding.  So that any radio tracking the chancellor might be able to do on you aliens, pardon the phrase, would not find him.

CTO-Hanover says:
::moves back to the door:: Cerb: Well? Where is he?

CSO_Singh says:
::With a frown, palms her tricorder and looks at the readings, her frown deepening.::

CCO_D`nor says:
::Pauses behind the CSO, he glances at her tricorder:: CSO:: Is there a problem?

Bessie says:
:: keeps look out ::

Host Cerb says:
::motions::  CTO: In the basement.

CSO_Singh says:
::Looks through the doorway confused::  CCO: There is some kind of trace metal throwing off my readings, but from what I can tell, the captain is not in there.

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: Are you sure? Could your readings be off?

Host Arlene says:
ACTION:  Voices can be heard coming down the alleyway along with several footsteps.  :: :: plenty of laughter ::

CTO-Hanover says:
ALL: Let's move. We need to get out of site.

CSO_Singh says:
CTO:  I am not positive.  They could be off.  ::Very quietly::  Should we all go in?  Why doesn't the captain just come out here?  I don't understand all of this.

CCO_D`nor says:
CTO: Well, Cerb did explain that matter. Should we not go inside and take a look?

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: Sometimes we just have to take chances. ::motions for everyone to enter::

Host Cerb says:
ALL: Are you coming then?  ::anxious impatience::

CTO-Hanover says:
::steps back into the room::

CSO_Singh says:
::Takes a breath and follows in, her body tense.::

Host Cerb says:
::leads them into the darkness, toward the center of the warehouse where a dusty metal panel covers what appears to be an entrance to the basement::

CTO-Hanover says:
CSO: Stay near Seng.
Host Cerb says:
::points at the panel::  CTO: Under there.

CSO_Singh says:
::Nods and moves closer to the Klingon, keeping one eye on her tricorder and the other on the room.::

CTO-Hanover says:
Cerb: Open it then and get the captain to us so we can leave.

Host Cerb says:
::nods:: CTO:  Something like that.  ::reaching in his pocket he pressed the button on the transmitter::

Host Arlene says:
ACTION: Suddenly the group feels a hum like an electrical field building, but within seconds, it peaks and subsides, leaving the crew apparently unharmed, though the same might not be said for the ring of heavily armed soldiers who have stepped out of the shadows with weapons leveled at the group. 

CTO-Hanover says:
::looks around:: Self: Great!

Host Arlene says:

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