USS Luna NCC 65828 
SD 10204.28

Starring:
Trish Yarborough as Admiral Alexander and SM
Gabriel DePaolo as CO David Merced 
Charlie Nance as XO Nicolas Harm
Anna Marie Novick as CMO Tigs T. Ravenprowler and MO Bells
Bruce Oriani as FCO M.J. Doole
Karriaunna Scott as CSO Harmony Singh 

Guests:

Absent:

Arlene McIntyre as SM 
Jane Rowley as CNS Mikal Luchena 
Carol Ray as CTO Anna Hanover 
Mark Burton as CIV Seng, House ofTarn

Host ADM_Alexander says:
USS Luna 10204.28 The Meeting Part 2.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
The CO and FCO have just left the Admiral's office.  The CMO has come at the Admiral's request.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<Continue Mission>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Host CO_Merced says:
::relaxing on the sands of the Moon... Listening absent mindedly to the soft lapping of the water against the shore, looking at the Earth high in the brilliant blue sky::  Self: It doesn't get much better...

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: waiting for the Admiral to speak ::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  I would appreciate it if you could give me the vaccine you prepared.  I have not been back to SB 33 since leaving here.

Host XO_Harm says:
::Waits patiently as the tailor measures him::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: stands and waits permission to approach the Admiral ::

CSO_Singh says:
::In her quarters on the Starbase, mixing some acrylics::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  If you please, I am approachable.  I have never been known to bite. 
::smiling at the Klingon woman::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Do you want my arm or the side of my neck?

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: approaches and places her hypospray to the left side of the Admiral's neck ::

Host CO_Merced says:
::tries for a few moments to relax, to forget the responsibilities he has as Captain, to become the man he is sure is still there, somewhere, under the uniform::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
::she turns her head slightly to accommodate the CMO::

 CMO_Ravenprowler (MedicalHypospray.wav)

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: nods to the Admiral ::

FCO_Doole says:
:: in quarters:: Computer: Replicate me one of those big half-circle Klingon weapon thingies.

Host XO_Harm says:
<Tailor> XO: There you go, I should have one uniform ready for you this afternoon, the rest will be ready early next week.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Have a seat.  I have several items to discuss with you.

CSO_Singh says:
::With all the colors she intends to use, she packs it up, placing it with the easel and board into a carrying case.::

FCO_Doole says:
Computer: I believe it's supposed to be pointy and sharp too.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: turns smartly and sits down ::

Host XO_Harm says:
::Steps off the tailors work platform, thanks the man, and pays him for the uniforms,  and a few yards of Orion Silk::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  A colored MIST appears in the FCO's quarters, encircling him.

FCO_Doole says:
Self: What the....?

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  I would like a rundown on the casualties from the ship.

Host CO_Merced says:
::sighs as he can't quite relax... maybe it's the uniform... Briefly he considers going to his quarters to change, but doesn't really want to leave the warm sand::

FCO_Doole says:
Computer: Security to FCO’s Quarters.

CSO_Singh says:
::exiting the quarters, looks around, not quite sure where to go::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The com does NOT work.

FCO_Doole says:
::grabs a tricorder, begins scanning::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: In what context Admiral, moralities, levels, number?

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Everything CMO.  I need to file a report, so we know how many crew we need to re staff the Luna.  Your help is needed in this endeavor.

FCO_Doole says:
::looks around body at mist::

CSO_Singh says:
::decides to just wander and see what comes up::

Host CO_Merced says:
::contents himself to enjoying the simulation a bit removed mentally as his mind goes over the many items of concern to him and the ship::

Host XO_Harm says:
::heads down the corridor and to his temporary quarters on the station::

FCO_Doole says:
::tries the COM again:: COM: Security to FCO’s Quarters.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
Admiral: Ma'am, Decks 21-29 were destroyed. We lost our engineering staff, waste management, science labs.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The MIST appears curious about the FCO.  Nothing mechanical or electronic will work.  The FCO is completely alone.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: We lost another group to smoke inhalation.

Host CO_Merced says:
::he would have to check for repair estimates from the station personnel and report to the Admiral on when they might be able to get underway again::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: We lost another 19 to the Romulans.

CSO_Singh says:
::finds herself near the holosuites.  Some are running and locked, some are running with no reserve.  Pops her head into one of the latter::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
::nods as the CMO gives her the report, saddened at the lost of life and injuries::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM:  We lost our botanist, post attack to severe head trauma.

Host XO_Harm says:
::taps a few commands into the computer, and replicates himself a naval uniform::  Self: I better get into the right uniform while I wait for those tailored ones to be ready.

FCO_Doole says:
::senses something about the mist, tries to talk to the mist telepathically::

FCO_Doole says:
~~~Mist: Is there something I can do for you?~~~

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: Ma'am, the more serious cases are in the Infirmary now, I remain their Attending Physician.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTON:  The color of the MIST changes to red with telepathic contact.

CSO_Singh says:
::smiles as she sees water on the moon looking at Earth.  It was a new perspective for her.  Not seeing anyone, slips in::

FCO_Doole says:
Self: Fascinating.

Host CO_Merced says:
::restocking of supplies should go smoothly on their own, but he would want to at least get an idea of what the station commander through they needed.  He had some ideas of other things they might need more of::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: I can upload all the minors and completed cases to your office at your convenience.

Host XO_Harm says:
::looks at the uniform, and opts for civilian clothes, after all he is supposed to be off duty::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  I would like your assessment of the mission.  You are a Klingon and will leave out all the frills.

FCO_Doole says:
~~~Mist: Who are what are you?~~~

CSO_Singh says:
::salking along the back rocks, she moves toward a cliff overhanging a section of the water::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: We gained one child via emergency cesarean section, she is well and I have decided to assume custody of her myself.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The MIST turns a deeper red.

Host CO_Merced says:
::there was still the matter of the funerals, and letters to families he had yet to complete.  He closed his eyes in the warmth and here, alone, allowed himself for a moment to feel the loss of all those people, naming in his mind, the names of each and every person, adding to them the names of those he lost before this mission, each one...::

Host CO_Merced says:
::... a small brand upon his soul::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: The mission in and of itself is successful, we have retrieved our Captain.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: The cost was high both the ship and her crew.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The MIST is now Magenta... the air is becoming thick.

CSO_Singh says:
::being careful not to slip on the spray dampened rocks, she makes it to the cliff area and onto the sand, the dark soil crunching under her feet::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: A Klingon Captain would have killed himself rather than accept rescue.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
::nodding as she makes notes while the CMO speaks::

FCO_Doole says:
::sensing pain from the mist, breaks telepathic link::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: The crew made mistakes, mistakes that cost MANY lives.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The MIST changes color, turning lighter in color and back to the color of a blue sky.

CSO_Singh says:
::finding a spot with the lighting she had in mind, puts down the case and begins to set up her supplies::
Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  What mistakes in your opinion CMO?

Host XO_Harm says:
::grabs his two-handed broadsword, and a Bat'leth, and heads down to see if he can get a holosuite::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: An overloaded phaser aimed at our warp core for one.

FCO_Doole says:
Self: If a telepathic link hurt the mist.....

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Were you there to witness this event? ::looking up at the CMO for her response::

FCO_Doole says:
Mist: Who are, what are you?

Host CO_Merced says:
::feeling a single tear roll down his face, he opens his eyes again, blinking back any further tears, and is once again the Captain::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: I was not aboard Admiral, this information comes from my MO, Dr Bells.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
<Mist> FCO:  Who or what are you?  ::comes the reply::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  He was in attendance?

FCO_Doole says:
Self: Intriguing.

CSO_Singh says:
::deciding to sit, instead of standing, makes an adjustment to the easel before putting the canvas on it, then takes a seat, her attention on what she is doing::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: She was the one who ejected the warp core.

Host CO_Merced says:
::he would need, also, to re-staff those positions.  That would have to be done over time as this station probably did not simply have crew waiting for a posting.  Still, he would need to start reviewing the names and duty records of those up for transfer, and get the suggestions of his department heads::

FCO_Doole says:
Mist: I am Lieutenant M.J. Doole, Flight Control Officer. That means I fly a starship.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Please call Dr. Bells in here... I want first hand statements.  ::sits back in her chair::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
<Mist> FCO: What are you? ::swirling around his body::  I have never experienced a being such as yourself.

CSO_Singh says:
::with everything set up, she pulls out her sketch pad and begins to look around for something specific to catch her eye::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: taps her combadge:: *MO Bells*: Report.

Host CO_Merced says:
::more importantly was the appointment of a new Chief Engineering officer.  Nearly half of the engineering crew, along with all their officers had been wiped out with the phaser overload in Main Engineering::

FCO_Doole says:
Mist: I am what is know as a Betazoid. I can feel emotions from others, as well as read their thoughts when necessary.

Host XO_Harm says:
::Arrives at the holosuites, and gets himself a suite for 2 hours, he plugs in a workout program, and enters the suite::

CSO_Singh says:
::she freezes as her eyes alight on a familiar person, wondering how she had missed him earlier::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells> *CMO*: Yes, Cmdr?

Host ADM_Alexander says:
<Mist> FCO: But what are you?  There are others who are not like you?

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
*MO*: Report to Admiral Alexander's office, Ensign.

Host CO_Merced says:
::he shook his head to himself, wondering how that person had gotten to main engineering, with a phaser, and why no one stopped him from setting it to overload, or... Well, it was too late now.  What had been done, was done, and the living had only to live with the voices of the dead for their bad decisions::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>*CMO*: Aye, Ma'am, Bells out.

FCO_Doole says:
Mist: I'm not sure I understand the question. ::sits in a nearby chair::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: eyes the Admiral warily ::

CSO_Singh says:
::debates about sneaking out, but afraid she would more likely been seen leaving then staying besides... With charcoal in hand, begins to sketch the captain against the backdrop of Earth.  A distinct contrast between the man in uniform, the expression on his face, and the calmness the waters and skies presented::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  Suddenly the FCO has no clothes on.

Host XO_Harm says:
::lays the Bat'leth on the floor, and draws the broadsword from his sheath::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>:: running from the pool in her swimsuit , Jo heads for quarters and quickly changes into her uniform, smoothing her hair and running out the door ::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Why are you uncomfortable around me?

FCO_Doole says:
Mist: What just happened to my clothes?

Host ADM_Alexander says:
<Mist> FCO: What are clothes?  As I said, the others are different from you.

Host XO_Harm says:
Computer: Begin program Harm 1 Alpha 2

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: looks at the Admiral with suspicion :: ADM: Uncomfortable? Klingons prefer to trust by locating the exit, Admiral.

CSO_Singh says:
::Completing one sketch, she flips the page over and begins a couple of smaller ones.::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  If you like CMO, you can face the door.  But I assure you, nothing will happen while you are in this office.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells >:: rides the TL to deck two and fairly runs around looking for the Admiral's office::

Host XO_Harm says:
::suddenly Harm finds himself surrounded by ancient Saxon knights, he swings his broadsword just in time to block an advancing attack::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: holds in a growl at the Admiral ::

Host CO_Merced says:
::he still needs to send the complete report on the action in the Palt system to Admiral Xavier::

CSO_Singh says:
::time passes slowly as she quietly sketches, the waves hitting the waves in the background, swirls of mist flung back from the cliff wall::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  It is quite all right to growl at me CMO, I do not take it personally.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells> :: enters the anteroom and comes to attention ::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
MO:  Have a seat please.  I believe you were present when the phaser overloaded.  Please tell me what happened.

FCO_Doole says:
Mist: Yes. I am different. I am a male.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
<Mist> FCO: Male, what is male?  ::swirling around him::

CSO_Singh says:
::as she finishes the sketches, she goes through them and chooses one in particular.  Her first one, and lays it down in front of her, beside the easel::

FCO_Doole says:
Mist: there are 2 types of people in a species, males and females.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>:: glances at Tigs and sits:: ADM: Aye Admiral, I was.

Host CO_Merced says:
::his mind flitted back for a moment to the relatively peaceful people of that planet, being the subject of a Romulan scheme.  Wonders about how the resistance is going, hopes they don't give up till every last influence is removed, and wonders if they will ever trust 'aliens' again::

Host XO_Harm says:
::quickly blocks a second attack, and converts strategy, begins to advance as he swings at the Saxon knight in front of him::

Host CO_Merced says:
::looks forward for a bit, sitting up, bringing his legs into a comfortable lotus position, watching the soft waves breaking into the white sand::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>: ADM: A phaser overloaded and hit the warp core, it caused an explosion and fire in ME.

FCO_Doole says:
::gets a new uniform and gets dressed::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>: I went to treat the injured.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  All clothes disappear in the FCO's quarters.

CSO_Singh says:
::begins to transfer the sketch onto the easel lightly::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
MO: Do you know who set the phaser at overload or see the incident?

Host CO_Merced says:
::the communique Xavier had sent him before leaving the station had indicated the possibility of a transfer, away from the Luna, but with the chance to do something he had lobbied for some time::
FCO_Doole says:
Mist: Male, the man of a species.

Host XO_Harm says:
::the Saxon, blocks Harms attack with his shield, a second blow from Harm and the shield splinters::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>: Aye, Admiral.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
MO:  Continue please.

CSO_Singh says:
::the sketch is swiftly transferred, the outlines just barely seen, but that is all she wants.  Her desire was to begin the colors while the lighting touched him just right::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
<Mist> FCO: Why is there a difference?  Explain this difference to us.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>:: glances at Tigs not sure she should pass on this information, Tigs give her a slight nod ::
CMO_Ravenprowler says:

<MO Bells>: Admiral, it was set by an Alien.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
::looks up at the MO and then to the CMO::  MO:  Yes?

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>: No one caught it till it was too late and it over loaded the warp core.

Host CO_Merced says:
::apparently the mission to the Palt system had been more than simply a routing, and attempt at discovery, but also something of an interview with the OFC.  Turns out they received good words from Commander Blake... he closed his eyes remembering the man who had tried so hard to resolve a difficult situation, and had only earned death...

Host ADM_Alexander says:
MO:  What alien?

Host CO_Merced says:
::... from Romulan Disruptors ::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  With no answer from the FCO the MIST begins to swirls faster.

Host CO_Merced says:
::David resolved in his mind to take time to be at Blake's funeral::

CSO_Singh says:
::quietly she captures the captains expression::

FCO_Doole says:
<Mist>:There is a needed difference to be able to procreate and continue the species.

Host XO_Harm says:
::swings time after time, the Saxon blocking his blows, not realizing that with each successful block he is also loosing ground::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>: An alien named D’Nor that had managed to get himself aboard the ship and elude capture. I believe he was also a Starfleet officer.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
::nods at the MO to continue::

FCO_Doole says:
::scratches head, not sure if he's answered the question::

Host CO_Merced says:
::opens eyes again, sadness replaced with a detached  look, and returns to his previous line of thought::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>: The warp core overloaded, rather than have a warp core breech I managed to eject it.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The MIST swirls faster and faster.  Suddenly, the FCO senses a change in his body.

FCO_Doole says:
Mist: What are you doing?

Host ADM_Alexander says:
MO:  And was the alien captured?

CSO_Singh says:
::under her hand, the picture slowly brings forth not just a captain, not just a man, but a living soul::

Host XO_Harm says:
::the Saxon stumbles on some loose bricks, and Harms seizes the moment, and buries his broad sword into the flesh of the Hologram, with a flicker the hologram goes out::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>ADM: Aye Admiral, the FCO had him in the brig.

Host CO_Merced says:
::the Commander had reported well apparently, and the OFC was looking to have David command a ship in their small fleet, heading a team that would work exclusively with First Contact situations::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: Tigs shifts in her chair, growling under her breath ::

CSO_Singh says:
::leaving the face for the moment, she begins to work her way down, beginning with his broad shoulders::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The FCO is able to see, his body is changed into a female... 9 months pregnant... she is 5' 2".

Host ADM_Alexander says:
MO:  Is there anything else you wish to add to this statement?  In your opinion, could the accident been averted?

CSO_Singh says:
::mixing some brown into the red she pulls out the color of the command uniform::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>: ADM: Yes, I believe it could have been avoided, but that does not help us in the here and now.

FCO_Doole says:
::looks around and sees things without a V.I.S.O.R. for the first time in 15 years::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
MO:  True, but we wouldn't have been in this here and now had it been avoided.  Thank you Dr. Bells, you are dismissed.

FCO_Doole says:
::looks down:: Mist: What did you do to me?

Host XO_Harm says:
::Harms barely takes a breath, when he senses something behind him, turns and raises his sword, in time to block the blow::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
<MO Bells>:: stands, comes to attention and leaves .

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The MIST disappears... the FCO can no longer sense its presence.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: folds her arms across her chest ::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Thank you for your patience.  Until the Luna has been refitted, I would like for you to take charge of the SB sickbay.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: gives the Admiral a look of disgust, and stands :: ADM: Aye, Admiral. :: carefully hides the growl in her voice ::

FCO_Doole says:
:: no longer sensing the MIST, my wraps a bed sheet around himself, and tries the COM:: *CMO*: Lt. Doole to LtCmdr. Ravenprowler. Can you come to my quarters? It's important.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  CMO, how is the child you have taken into your care?

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: taps her combadge:: *FCO*: Aye, after my meeting with the Admiral, Lt.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: She is well, Admiral.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Are you intending to keep her, or would you like me to make inquiries into her family?

CSO_Singh says:
::the basics of the uniform completed, she works on the overall background, the lighting having shifted::
FCO_Doole says:
*CMO*: The sooner the better.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
ADM: I have made inquiries, I awaiting the response.

Host XO_Harm says:
::finds himself on the defense, as the Saxon bears down on him::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
CMO:  Very good, if you need any help, please let me know.  You are dismissed.

FCO_Doole says:
Self: I am not leaving my quarters looking like this. Com: Lock my door until the CMO arrives.

Host CO_Merced says:
::the OFC had a New Norway about to be commissioned, the USS S'Tor, named in honor of the Vulcan commander who made first contact with Earth.  They had a crew, just no commanding officer yet.  David's name had come to their attention::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: comes to attention, drilling the Admiral with her dark eyes, turns and leaves the office ::

CSO_Singh says:
::shifting her position in the sand, she mixes more black into the blues for the sky::

Host CO_Merced says:
::sighs considering the choices::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
::grins as the CMO leaves... now that is one uptight person... then turns back to assimilate the information just given her::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
*FCO* : What is the problem, Lt?

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: makes her way back toward her quarters ::

Host CO_Merced says:
::coughs briefly, clearing his throat::  Computer: Advance time to sunset.

FCO_Doole says:
*CMO*:  Uhhh...this you need to come see for yourself.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
*FCO*: I will be a few minutes.

CSO_Singh says:
::as the lighting changes dramatically...:: eeppp...::

FCO_Doole says:
*CMO*: Hurry.

CSO_Singh says:
::brings a hand to her mouth::

Host CO_Merced says:
::the sun shifts quickly, clouds moving at an accelerated pace till the sun is sitting low on the horizon, the Earth more vibrantly colored now, the faint browns and greens of the continents showing through as well as lights from cities on the darker side of the Earth::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: enters her quarters and moves quickly to Emeru, placing the hypospray on her small neck, dialing in a pediatric dose of vaccine 917 and administering it ::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
*FCO*: Where are you quarters?

FCO_Doole says:
*CMO*: Deck 8.

FCO_Doole says:
*CMO* Section 32.

Host CO_Merced says:
::runs through his 'To Do' list in his mind as he watches the sun sink lower and lower, almost imperceptibly::

CSO_Singh says:
::relaxes as the waves cover her cry, but is frustrated with the change in lighting, it is too dramatic.  Chews her bottom lip for a moment, considering::

Host XO_Harm says:
::Dodges a blow that was meant for his neck, as he moves to the right, catching a break his sword impacts the Saxon left knee::

FCO_Doole says:
Self: ::sarcastically:: Some vacation.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: nods to the nurse, and leaves in a rush back to the TL calling for deck 8::

CSO_Singh says:
::shakes her head and goes back to the details on his features, the background could wait either for another time or she would pull it from her memory::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: exits the lift deck 8 and walks with quick determined steps around to section 32 ::

Host CO_Merced says:
::for a moment, he lets the weight on his shoulders be felt completely, his shoulders and whole body sagging under the crushing weight, his expression turning to one of infinite sadness::

FCO_Doole says:
::waiting on CMO::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: rings the door chime ::

CSO_Singh says:
::she stops a moment at the sadness on his face, his body language emphasizing it::

FCO_Doole says:
Door: Who is it?

Host XO_Harm says:
::as Harm brings his sword down on the neck of the Saxon, he pictures not a human foe, but a Romulan one::

Host CO_Merced says:
::he closes his eyes as the voices of his parents batter him in his mind, the screams of those who's deaths he is responsible for howl at him, and he does nothing to stop them for a moment, letting them give him his due::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
::hears a woman’s voice::  Woman: It is the Doctor.

FCO_Doole says:
::looks down and notices that I'm pregnant too, AND SCREAMS::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: hears a woman scream ::

FCO_Doole says:
COM: Computer: Unlock door and let the CMO in

Host XO_Harm says:
Computer: Pause program

FCO_Doole says:
<Computer> Door unlocked.

CSO_Singh says:
::tries to capture the myriad of expressions that are part of the man::

FCO_Doole says:
::at door:: Come in.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: heads through the door, drawing her bat'leth ::

Host CO_Merced says:
::the sun finally disappears below the horizon, and he draws in breath from the rapidly cooling air, gathering strength, he stands, composed once again... the Captain, once again::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: drops to a fighting stance ::

FCO_Doole says:
CMO: Over here Doc.

Host XO_Harm says:
::Harm finds himself in the midst of a frozen battle, Saxon and Norman knights in various stages of attack and defense::

Host CO_Merced says:
::standing in the dark, upon the white sands, the reflected light of the Earth shining like a beacon, he pauses only for a moment::

CSO_Singh says:
::left to starlight, she puts her brushes down for a moment, watching, listening::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: straightens a bit:: Woman: who are you and where is Lt. Doole?

FCO_Doole says:
CMO: I'm right here.

Host CO_Merced says:
::all too soon, the moment is lost and he turns away from the sea:: Computer: End program.

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The voice of the FCO is NOT the one the CMO knows.

Host CO_Merced says:
::blinks as the landscape fades away revealing the ensign only a short distance away, and wonders quickly how long she was there::  CSO: ::nodding:: Ensign.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: eyes the woman, straightening up, pulls out her tricorder and starts readings::

CSO_Singh says:
::sits quietly at the back of the room, amongst the graded room.::  CO:  Captain.

Host XO_Harm says:
::Harm fights the anger rising in him, struggling to hold on to his humanity:: Computer: Edit program, replace Saxon knights with Romulan personae’s, replace Norman entities with Klingon Warriors.

FCO_Doole says:
CMO: It's me. Lt. Doole. I came to my room, replicated a Klingon pointy weapon.

Host CO_Merced says:
::briefly considers what there might be to say, and in the end finds nothing sufficient::  CSO:  ::leaving the holosuite::  Carry on.

FCO_Doole says:
CMO: ::starting to panic:: I was then surrounded by a mist.

CSO_Singh says:
::lets go of the breath she had found herself holding, wondering what he had been thinking ::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: looks confused at her readings, finding Doole's DNA but decidedly female mutations ::

FCO_Doole says:
CMO: We were talking, then it took all my clothes.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
FCO : Calm yourself, Lt., sit down.

Host XO_Harm says:
::lays the broadsword down, and picks up the bat'leth, takes a deep breath:: Computer: Resume program.

CSO_Singh says:
Computer:  Reinitiate previous program, take it back to 3 hours before sunset.

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
:: finds Doole is 9 months 1 week pregnant ::

Host ADM_Alexander says:
ACTION:  The computer turns the program back 3 hours and initiates.

CSO_Singh says:
::as the program reinitiates, she picks up her brushes, a touch of sadness in her as she begins to complete the background::

FCO_Doole says:
::starting to really panic, arms flailing, pacing room:: CMO: Then it wanted to know what made me different from the others, and I tried to explain the difference between males and females, and the MIST turned me into this, and disappeared.

Host XO_Harm says:
::moves swiftly, attacking two Romulan's at once, both are dispatched quickly::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
FCO: I SAID SIT LT, NOW!!

FCO_Doole says:
CMO: and made me pregnant too. SEE? ::flashes CMO::

CMO_Ravenprowler says:
FCO : I already know that, you are due in three weeks. Now calm down.

FCO_Doole says:
CMO: Calm down! Calm down! look at me, how can I calm down?!

Host ADM_Alexander says:
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