Host Naye says:
Mission Summary:
Host Naye says:
The crew of the USS Pharaoh is enjoying shore leave on Earth while the Pharaoh is in orbit being repaired.  Some are doing what their hearts desires, some are visiting old friends, all are enjoying themselves.
Host Naye says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Begin Mission >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: moves along the walk in front of Starfleet Command ::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Sits in his chair facing the window and looking out over San Francisco ::
CSO_Stidd says:
:: In Starfleet command working in the science division::
OPS_Owen says:
::walking past the front entry of SFC, paying more attention to a PADD in his hands than where he's going::
FCO_Khrex says:
::sits down by a fountain and continues to read a novel stored in a PADD::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: strolls out of the medical building , whispering under her breath :: Self: Stupid idiots....think they know everything, wet behind the ears little........
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Runs another simulation through the computer on the cell growth::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Checks the chronometer on his desk, and realizes it's almost time to report to SFC to take on his new assignment ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: rounds a corner, almost hitting Sacul ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: Kyti! 
CMO_Sacul says:
CO: Excuse.....Dru!!!!
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: smiles :: CMO: How are you feeling?
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  I'm much better now that those idiots have released me.
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Takes one last look out the window, figuring this'll be his last free moment on Earth for a long time, and walks out the door, en route to the Command buildings ::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  I think I was getting an ulcer.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: laughs lightly ::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  And you?
OPS_Owen says:
::passes briefly by the CO and CMO, not really recognizing them, and heads for one of the transporter stations::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: looks down at his hover chair :: CMO: Better after today. My two weeks is up, Doctor. :: stressing the title ::
Host Admiral_Soki says:
::steps outside waiting to see the faces she's wanting to see::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Enters a turbolift to take him to the ground floor ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: Walk with me. I have a meeting to get to.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: chuckles :: CO:  Well, I'd say you can get out of it now.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: smiles wide ::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Sure, I'd love the company of someone who isn't trying to take my vitals.
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Takes the responses from that simulation and feeds them into yet another simulation and waits for it to run its course::
OPS_Owen says:
::contemplates where to spend a few days shore leave... even though he just got here... as he nears the transport station::
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: Did they say everything is back to normal?
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Exits the lift and head directly across the lawn to the building with the giant insignia on it ::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Yes, thanks to you I'm told.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: as he manipulates the chair down the walkway, looks up, noticing a familiar face ::
Host Admiral_Soki says:
::looks up to see the Pharaoh's new XO crossing the lawn towards her.
FCO_Khrex says:
::scrolls down on his PADD::
Host CO_Trelan says:
XO: Commander Francis! :: grins ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: sees the Admiral, as well ::
Host Admiral_Soki says:
::hears the CO's voice and turns:: CO: There you are.  I was starting to wonder.
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Hears his name called from the building and looks up at the man calling him :: CO: Captain Trelan?
Host Admiral_Soki says:
CMO: Feeling back to normal I hope?
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: moves closer to the Admiral ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
ADM: The Atlantis is in orbit. I had to...uh...take a trip. :: winks ::
CMO_Sacul says:
Soki:  Yes Admiral, I am.  :: smiles ::  Thank you for asking.
OPS_Owen says:
::steps into the transport station, and inputs the coordinates for a side street in downtown Paris::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Sees the man in a hover-chair and a short woman in an Admiral's uniform and begins to recognize them from the personnel file pictures ::
FCO_Khrex says:
::looks up from his PADD and takes a look at what the humans call Nathan Phillip's Square::
Host Admiral_Soki says:
CO: Well, I hope you got out of your chair. ::grins knowingly::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: watches as the young man walks towards them ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: laughs as he turns toward his new XO ::
Host Admiral_Soki says:
XO: Commander, thank you for joining us.  I wanted to make certain you and Captain Trelan met before I take my leave.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: sticks out his hand :: XO: Pleasure to meet you Andrew.
OPS_Owen says:
::materializes just outside a small cafe, and immediately steps inside::
FCO_Khrex says:
::stops a Mountie riding a horse and asks for directions::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: furrows her eyebrows in confusion ::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Walks up to them and stands up straight, shaking the hand that's offered :: CO/Adm: Thank you
Host CO_Trelan says:
XO: May I introduce our Chief Medical Officer, Kyti Sacul. Kyti, this is our new Exec, Andrew Revell-Francis.
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Extends his hand to the Doctor :: CMO: A pleasure to meet you as well, Doctor.
FCO_Khrex says:
::stops at a food vendor and decides to order back bacon on a bun::
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Takes the response from the computer as soon as it is done and  looks at it, shaking his head:: Self: This is not right.  Why is the computer not factoring in the amino acids during growth?
CMO_Sacul says:
XO:  Nice to meet you too Commander.....:: shakes his hand ::
FCO_Khrex says:
::picks up a bottle of maple syrup and squeezes it inside on the bacon::
OPS_Owen says:
::a waitress approaches Owen from the left:: OPS: Your usual table, monsieur?
Host Admiral_Soki says:
CMO: Intelligence sends an apology for your ordeal doctor.
Host Admiral_Soki says:
CO: I'm heading to Texas.  There is an old friend of the Pharaohs and yours in particular.  You may want to say hello before you leave.
Host Admiral_Soki says:
ACTION: The cafe where Owens is collapses leaving him trapped and injured inside.
Host CO_Trelan says:
ADM: I was thinking that very thing. :: grins ::
Host Admiral_Soki says:
CO/XO/CMO: See all of you later. ::nods and walks down the street::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: nods to the Admiral :: Soki:  How......nice of them.
FCO_Khrex says:
::talks to the vendor about a Scarborough Suitcase::
OPS_Owen says:
::lays unconscious under the fallen cafe::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: looks up to the CMO :: CMO: Well, I think I'm going to head to the transport center and go see Sarah....
FCO_Khrex says:
::nods his head as he listens to the vendor explain::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Watches the Admiral go :: CO: As I understand the entire crew is on shore leave at the moment, Captain?
FCO_Khrex says:
::decides he wants to try it out because he's a tourist::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  How is Sarah?
FCO_Khrex says:
::looks around and walks east on Queen::
Host CO_Trelan says:
XO: That's right Commander. :: smiles :: So take some time and enjoy yourself. We have a little time before we depart.
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: I haven't talked to her in a while. Last time I heard she was not revering too well.
FCO_Khrex says:
::enters an LCBO::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Smiles briefly :: CO: Normally I would be on the first shuttle up to the ship, but since it's been a while since I've seen this place, I think I'll take advantage of the time we have.
Host Naye says:
ACTION: OPS is rescued and taken to Star Fleet Medical where a Pakled intern checks his temperature 20th century style.
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Maybe I should go and have a look at her.  These wet behind the ear know it all's here....:: shakes her head ::
FCO_Khrex says:
::gets himself a 'suitcase' and heads for Scarborough::
OPS_Owen says:
::is now unconscious, and thankful he's unconscious::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: nods to the XO :: XO: Good. I'll let you know when to be aboard.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: laughs as CMO :: CMO: It would be nice for you to join me.
Host Naye says:
<Pakled_Intern> OPS: You are hot.  You need ice. ::pulls the gown back down::
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Works on the simulations programming and tries the entire process again::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
CO: Aye aye, Captain.  Enjoy your trip.
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Glad to Dru.  :: smiles ::
OPS_Owen says:
::does what all good unconscious patients do, and lays there::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: within moments, enters the Transporter Center ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: enters right behind the CO ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
<TC_Tech> :: notices the Captain and Commander that enter ::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Walks out of the lobby and back down to the park nearby, thinking about the unusually brief meeting he'd just had with the Pharaoh's senior officers ::
Host Naye says:
<Pakled_Intern> ::enters OPS room and dumps 5 kgs of ice on him::  OPS: That will make you cool.
Host CO_Trelan says:
<TC_Tech> :: nudges his friend :: Tech: John! Look! I'nt that the Commandin' O'cer of da Pharaoh? The one 'o 'elped stop GALE?
OPS_Owen says:
::is now an unconscious, ice cold patient::
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Tech2> Tech: O'Grady, you sound like yer mouth is fulla dirt. :: looks up, eyes growing wide :: I can't believe it. Yer right!
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  You know, that XO we just got isn't bad looking.  :: grins at Dru ::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Smiles at a couple people he vaguely recognizes on his way down to a bench near the bay ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: giggles :: CMO: Always looking, aren't you?
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Tech1> CO: Cap'n Trelan, sir! O'er here! We'll take care 'o you!
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Oh, yeah, you bet.  :: rolls her eyes ::  Like I have time for that.  :: chuckles ::
OPS_Owen says:
::begins, slowly, to regain consciousness, but his current temperature... or his injuries... or some combination of the two... contribute directly to it not lasting long::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: glances over to the transporter operator at Pad Four ::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  I think those guys know you Captain.
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: :: shaking head :: I don't recognize them....
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  I don't trust that.
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Again, the simulation kicks out the wrong answer:: Self: What am I doing wrong with this program?  :: Works some more on the coding for the program::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: approaches the transporter pad with a questioning look :: Techs: Do I know you?
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The ice on OPS begins to melt and drips on the floor.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: looks the techs up and down ::
OPS_Owen says:
::begins to carefully open his eyes... and immediately looks for some kind of blanket::
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Tech2> CO: No, sir. But we know yer reputation. Ya've been called one of da best scientists in Starfleet!
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Decides that he doesn't quite feel like sitting down and so walks by, taking the scenic route ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: smiles slightly as he raises his eyebrows slightly, looking to the CMO :: Techs: I appreciate the complement, but I wouldn't go that far....
CMO_Sacul says:
:: hold in a chuckle ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
Techs: If you'll excuse us, we have other arrangements.
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: :: whispers :: Let's go to another pad. I don't think I like the looks of this....
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  So what did you do oh "Great Scientist" that has these guys trying to shine your shoes and kiss your butt?
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: shrugs :: CMO: That's what I'd like to know....
CMO_Sacul says:
:: walks behind Trelan to another padd ::
Host Naye says:
ACTION: All Pharaoh crew receives an invitation via comm to attend a party at the Horn ranch in Texas.
OPS_Owen says:
::can't exactly attend... due to the fact he's somewhere medical, covered in ice and barely conscious::
Host Naye says:
<Pakled_Intern> ::comes back into the room and opens OPS' eyes with his fingers:: OPS: You awake yet?
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: smiles at the CMO :: CMO: Good thing we're heading that way.
OPS_Owen says:
::tries to keep the irritation out of his tone:: intern: Get your fingers out of my eyes or I'll break them.
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Looks at the invitation on the monitor and shakes his head:: Self: These humans and their need to socialize.  :: Starts to prepare for the party::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Yes, how fortuitous.  :: smiles ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: steps onto Pad Two and is dematerialized moments later ::
Host Naye says:
<Pakled_Intern> OPS: You not nice. ::clucks his tongue:: I only help.
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Tech2> Tech1: Huh, what a snob. Like we's weren’t good enough....
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The CO and CMO transport to the Horn Ranch.
CSO_Stidd says:
:: leaves the lab and heads to the Transporter Pad in the building to head off to the ranch::
OPS_Owen says:
::makes to get off the biobed and leave the facility::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
<Pakled_Intern> OPS: You sick!  You leave?
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: looks around a moment ::
OPS_Owen says:
intern: Unless you plan on stopping me, at which point you'll find yourself very thankful we're already in a hospital. ::walks out of the room::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
ACTION: The front door to the multi-story ranch house opens.  A familiar figure slowly steps out onto the porch.
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Steps onto the pad:: TC: Beam me to the Horn Ranch in Texas.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: grins ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: smiles ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
Sarah: Sarah... :: moves closer ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
ACTION: The CSO transports to the Horn Ranch.
CMO_Sacul says:
Sarah:  Hello Sarah.  :: moves just behind Dru ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
CO/CMO: Hello Dru, Kyti.  I'm glad to see you all again.  I just heard this morning that you were in orbit.
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Steps towards the CO and CMO then notices the 3rd person out there:: ALL: Greetings.
CMO_Sacul says:
Sarah:  Good to see you too Sarah.
CMO_Sacul says:
CSO:  Greetings Commander.  :: smiles at her old friend ::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Continues his walk along the water, looking out at the various boats in the harbor, wondering what it would be like to travel the seas ::
OPS_Owen says:
::moves down the corridor, pauses only a moment at a wall terminal to check his messages::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
<Pakled_Intern> ::shakes his head:: Self: He sick.  He should not go.
CMO_Sacul says:
Sarah:  How are you feeling?
Host Sarah_Horn says:
CO: Can you get that up the steps or should I can Ryan to help you?
Host Sarah_Horn says:
CMO: I'm surviving. ::smiles weakly::  My recovery isn't going as planned.
OPS_Owen says:
::sees a message from someone he doesn't recognize, inviting him to a party:: Self: Well, better than a biobed. ::heads back to the transporter stations::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: grins :: Sarah: I think I can make it. I'm tossing this old thing away today, anyway. :: winks ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
CO: Well, toss it there and come on in.  There are plenty of couches and chairs inside.
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Thinks about the future, and some of the hardships he may well have to face on a Defiant-class ships ::
CMO_Sacul says:
Sarah:  I think I'll just have a look at you while I'm here........
Host Sarah_Horn says:
CMO: I had a feeling you would.
Host Sarah_Horn says:
ALL: All of you, come inside.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: grins as he slowly rises from the chair ::
CSO_Stidd says:
Sarah: Mrs. Horn.  Are you better from your ordeal?
CMO_Sacul says:
:: walks next to Dru, just in case ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: hears the CSO ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
CSO: Not completely Commander.  But, I will recover in time. ::turns to enter the house::
OPS_Owen says:
::realizes what he's wearing, and diverts himself to the residential section to borrow a replicator:: Self: Bloody doctors... ::makes a mental note to delay his physical as long as possible when he's actually assigned::
CSO_Stidd says:
:: Enters the house behind the CMO and CO::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
ACTION: A loud squeal is heard from inside.
Host CO_Trelan says:
CSO: Stidd, she's still a Captain. :: clears throat ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: her head snaps up ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
<Abigail_Horn> CO: Unca Dru!  Unca Dru!  Mama say you come my house!
CMO_Sacul says:
:: relaxes and smiles ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: grins wide :: Abby: Abby!
Host Sarah_Horn says:
ACTION: Abby runs out of the house towards the CO, nearly bowling him over.
Host CO_Trelan says:
Quietly :: Ohhhh....
CMO_Sacul says:
:: chuckles :: All:  Now I know how to knock a Captain over.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: furrows brow, then giggles ::
CSO_Stidd says:
CO: I understand that, sir, but it is my understanding that at gatherings like this, rank is not observed.  Am I wrong with that understanding?
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: grins :: CSO: You're right, Stidd. I stand corrected.
OPS_Owen says:
::emerges from the residential area, back in his own uniform... or, at least, his own newly replicated uniform, and heads for the transporters, still wondering who 'Sarah Horn' is::
Host CO_Trelan says:
Abby: You are getting so big, girlie!
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Actually Dru...you sit corrected.  :: laughs ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: picks her up and hugs the small child ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: grins at the CMO ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
<Abigail_Horn> CO: You come my room?  Play dolls?
OPS_Owen says:
::steps on the transporter pad:: TC: Heard there was some kind of party... or something? ::hands the tech a PADD with a set of coordinates on it::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Yeah Dru....you play dolls.....go on.  :: tries really hard not to laugh ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
Abby: Let Uncle Dru come into the house.  You can bring your dolls in the living room to show him okay?  But Mommy wants to see him too.
Host CO_Trelan says:
Abby: I tell you what... :: sets her back on the ground :: Let Uncle Dru talk to mommy for a few minutes, then you got a date. :: smiles ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: shakes her head :: Self:  I gotta see this.  :: smiles ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
<Abigail_Horn> Sarah: Okay.  CO: Alright! ::smiles ear to ear::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
ACTION: OPS transports to the Horn Ranch.  A malfunction causes him to materialize without his uniform.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: stands back up and continues into the house ::
Host Sarah_Horn says:
ALL: Please, make yourselves at home.
Host CO_Trelan says:
Sarah: Boy, has she grown.
CMO_Sacul says:
Sarah:  Thank you.
Host Sarah_Horn says:
CO: I know.  She's 2 now.
OPS_Owen says:
::doesn't seem to realize he's missing something::
XO_Revell-Francis says:
:: Clears his thoughts and decides to head back to his quarters and pack for the upcoming mission ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: grins, pausing :: Sarah: How time flies....
Host Sarah_Horn says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Pause Mission >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>