Start of #MainHall buffer: Mon Jul 29 01:51:27 2002 [02:58] * Now talking in #MainHall [02:58] * James is now known as Adm_Ferrone * Retrieving #MainHall info... [02:59] * Adm_Ferrone changes topic to 'Main Convention Hall' [02:59] * Adm_Ferrone sets mode: +t [06:55] * Joins: Tim (schols_tim@actdnet-8729.landg1.lb.nl.home.com) [07:19] * Parts: Tim (schols_tim@actdnet-8729.landg1.lb.nl.home.com) [10:25] * Joins: James_BE (InnoCenTE@actdnet-24607.kabel.telenet.be) [11:56] * Joins: SteveS (~KytrasGuy@actdnet-47159.dsl.okcyok.swbell.net) [12:40] * Joins: Rascal (woef@actdnet-26145.kabel.telenet.be) [12:42] * Quits: Rascal (woef@actdnet-26145.kabel.telenet.be) (Quit: /quit The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources. - Albert Einstein) [13:09] * Joins: CNS_Enki (CNS_Enki@actdnet-3532.parkvl01.md.comcast.net) [13:09] * CNS_Enki is now known as Savar_Dickinson [13:12] [Savar_Dickinson:#MainHall AWAY] Out of the office. [13:36] * Joins: KytraS (~StevesGal@actdnet-47159.dsl.okcyok.swbell.net) [13:58] ::sits in the waiting room reading old magazines:: [14:14] ::walks into the waiting room and looks around:: Kytra? Is Kytra here? The Doctor will see you now. [14:15] ::yelps:: [14:15] ::hides in the corner:: [14:15] Kytra? Please don't waste the Doctor's time. Come with me. [14:16] ::whines:: [14:16] Don't make me come over there and take you by force. Now get over here. [14:16] ::yipe! waddles over head down:: [14:18] * Parts: SteveS (~KytrasGuy@actdnet-47159.dsl.okcyok.swbell.net) [14:18] * Parts: KytraS (~StevesGal@actdnet-47159.dsl.okcyok.swbell.net) [14:27] * Joins: Eli (~actdirvin@63.166.164.actdnet-51980) [14:28] * Parts: Eli (~actdirvin@63.166.164.actdnet-51980) [14:36] [Savar_Dickinson:#MainHall AWAY] [14:51] [Savar_Dickinson:#MainHall AWAY] Out of the office. [14:55] * Joins: Apollo_Jadahn (Americana@actdnet-65286.epensb01.pa.comcast.net) [14:56] ::looks around:: [14:59] * Joins: Captain_Turner (Captain_Tu@actdnet-52479.home.cgocable.net) [14:59] * Apollo_Jadahn is now known as Americana [14:59] * Parts: Americana (Americana@actdnet-65286.epensb01.pa.comcast.net) [15:03] * Quits: James_BE (InnoCenTE@actdnet-24607.kabel.telenet.be) (Quit: For now and ever) [15:04] * Joins: Chaos-Chris (CIV_Walker@actdnet-51076.cvx2-a.mid.dial.ntli.net) [15:06] * Joins: Eddie (Surfer012@actdnet-25037.ipt.aol.com) [15:07] * Parts: Eddie (Surfer012@actdnet-25037.ipt.aol.com) [15:07] * Joins: DrKeely (~DrKeely@actdnet-41536.southwind.net) [15:08] * Parts: DrKeely (~DrKeely@actdnet-41536.southwind.net) [15:09] * Joins: Tunik (jennifer@actdnet-25385.ipt.aol.com) [15:10] ::nods to everyone:: How are you all doing? [15:11] I'm doing quite well. [15:11] I'm hoping this goes well. So, we can have many more. [15:11] Adm: By the way... I'm Antuan. [15:11] ::extends hand:: You would be? [15:12] ::shakes hand:: Admiral Ferrone. Where are you stationed? [15:13] ::thinks: Should I be in character? lol:: [15:14] I'm on the Geneva... Triton... and the Pharaoh. [15:14] [15:15] Tunik: You're stationed on three ships...? [15:15] Adm: I am on the U.S.S. Geneva. Though, I had temporarily transferred to the Survivor. [15:16] Tunik: The Survivor? I've never heard of her. [15:17] * Chaos-Chris is now known as Lucas_Walker [15:17] Adm: It is a new ship. Commanded by my previous captain. [15:17] Really? What's her class? [15:18] Adm: Sovereign. [15:19] ::greets Walker:: Welcome. [15:20] * Joins: Apollo_Jadahn (Americana@actdnet-65286.epensb01.pa.comcast.net) [15:20] Adm: Thank you, Admiral. [15:21] ::looks around...again:: [15:21] ::walks to Apollo:: Apollo: Greetings. I am... Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Tunik. [15:22] ::nods and extends his hand:: Tunik: Please to meet you, Doctor. I am called Lt. Apollo Jadahn. [15:23] * Joins: Raine_Cailand (~Chloe_Wat@actdnet-41536.southwind.net) [15:23] ::nods and notices someone familiar:: Raine: Hello Lieutenant Cailand. [15:23] ::scans the small group of people:: [15:24] Apollo: Lt.JG Cailand is the Operations officer on the Geneva. [15:24] ::walks over to Tunik and nods:: Tunik: Doctor....it is pleasing to see you. [15:25] ::half-faces Apollo and stands regally:: [15:25] ::nods to Raine and looks at Apollo:: [15:26] Raine: Nice to meet you as well, Raine. I too am in the Operations department. [15:26] ::tilts her head slightly:: Apollo: Intriguing to hear. What ship? [15:27] Raine: Actually, I'm not on a ship. I'm the Chief of Base Operations on Abertura Station. [15:27] ::listens to conversation while a waitress walks over with his drink:: Waitress: Thank you. [15:28] ::glances at Tunik's drink, then back to Apollo:: Apollo: Quite interesting. Do you enjoy working on a station? [15:29] Raine: It's not exactly the conventional Federation station, but...I think I like it there. It's a big change after serving on the USS Titan since graduation. [15:30] [Savar_Dickinson:#MainHall AWAY] [15:30] ::nods:: Apollo: I quite imagine it would be. [15:30] ::Walks out of his office into the main hallway:: [15:31] ::notices another Vulcan enter the room, but merely nods to him:: [15:31] ::Nods back:: All: Is the Admiral still here? [15:31] ::drinks his Silver Tea:: Apollo: I would find it difficult being assigned to such a stationary post. I suppose... it is somewhat of an... adventurous spirit. [15:32] ::almost smirks at Tunik, but doesn't....she turns to a waitress to ask for a mint tea, hot:: [15:34] ::points to Ferrone:: Savar: He is over there. [15:34] ::accepts the drink as the waitress brings it over to her, taking a grateful sip....mmmm...always good:: [15:34] Tunik: It's adventurous enough, yes. ::smirks, very uncharactaristic of most Vulcans:: But where else will I get to enjoy the experience of dealing with unruly Klingons and Dominion forces day after day? [15:34] ::Looks as the waitress go by, wondering when a wait staff was added to Starfleet Academy:: [15:35] ::nods:: Apollo: Quite true. The only other place that gets such "action" with such forces is Deep Space Nine. [15:36] ::listens to the conversation and then motions to a table:: Tunik/Apollo: Shall we sit? [15:37] ::nods and takes a seat at the table:: Raine: I've noticed my tolerance for standing has lowered ever since I joined Starfleet. It is possible I'm picking up on human's bad habits. [15:37] ::Walks out of the main hallway towards his seminar room:: [15:38] However I still feel we in general should be concerned with other peoples feelings. In addition for all we know they could be future QIb crew and hence we would want to make them feel welcomed. [15:38] ::raises an eyebrow:: Tunik: If you say so. I much prefer to sit when in conversation.....she sits next to Tunik:: [15:38] ::sits as well:: [15:39] Apollo: How long have you served in Starfleet? [15:40] ::sips her tea:: [15:41] Tunik: Oh...I think since stardate 10003.30 or something like that...give or take a few days. [15:41] ::motions for the server to come by:: Server: Could I get a Fanalian Toddy spiked with a little tequila, and with a slice of lime? Thank you. [15:42] Raine: And... how long have you served Lieutenant?? [15:43] ::raises an eyebrow:: Tunik: Approximately 8 months...again, give or take a few days. [15:44] Tunik: And you Commander? How long have you been in starfleet? ::takes a drink of her tea:: [15:44] Raine: 12 years. [15:45] ::the server comes by with his drink, and he sips some:: [15:45] ::nods...she knew that, of course...but he made her think. :: [15:47] Raine: Though, if I included Starfleet Medical and Klingon Medical Training... it would add up to 25 years. [15:47] ::rolls her eyes:: Tunik: A long time, in other words [15:48] Raine: Precisely. [15:48] ::leans her arms on the table, crossing her ankles under the table:: [15:49] ::finishes his drink:: Raine: Did Dr. Nierstrom behave accordingly during my absence on the Geneva? [15:49] ::finishes off his drink rather quickly and considers ordering another...but decides to wait a while, since he tends to get carried away sometimes:: [15:50] ::sighs inaudibly.....well, to a human anyway...:: Tunik: I avoided sickbay....my assistant seemed...pleased. [15:51] ::forehead slightly frowned in confusion:: Raine: You seem disturbed. Is there something wrong? [15:52] ::runs a hand through her hair and shakes her head, eyes meeting Tunik's:: Tunik: No, I am fine. [15:52] ::takes out medical tricorder which seems to be more attached to him than his head is:: [15:52] ::rolls her eyes and takes the tricorder, shutting it and setting it on the other side of her.:: Tunik: I'm. fine. [15:53] :: thinks: First Berlin... and now her. Is there a kleptomaniac tendency among female betazoids? :: [15:54] * Joins: Demakh (Americana@actdnet-65286.epensb01.pa.comcast.net) [15:55] ::narrows her eyes at Tunik:: Raine: No, we're just trying to tell you that the tricorder does not always need to be attached to your hip 24/7. [15:55] Raine: Lieutenant... ::notices a Cardassian enters... focuses mind:: ... it is my duty to have the medical tricorder with me at all times... in case of emergency. [15:56] ::walks in cautiously:: [15:56] ::nods:: Tunik: Yes, but I don't need to be scanned everytime I say I am perfectly fine. ::sees the Cardassian as well and nods:: [15:57] ::remembers the last time he had seen a Cardassian... oh... wait... he was a member of their crew:: [15:57] ::glances over to see who just came in...his mouth rises into a smile:: [15:57] ::he sees a familiar Vulcan face looking at him...he frowns:: [15:57] ::raises an eyebrow...she'd greet the Cardassian in Cardassian.....but not all know their native language:: [15:59] ::thinks: Sur Domal always said to stand when greeting a Cardassian... or was that a Klingon?:: [15:59] ::stands:: Demakh: Greetings. I am Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Tunik. [15:59] ::slowly and reluctantly moves over to the group:: [16:00] ::blinks and watches Tunik and Demakh:: [16:01] Demakh: It's good to see you again, Demakh! But, I must be going. ALL: It was nice to meet you all. I'll be back later, for sure. ::smiles, and leaves the hall:: [16:02] ::nods to Apollo as he leaves and stands as well, turning to addess Demakh:: Demakh: I am Lieutenant JG Raine Cailand. [16:02] * Parts: Apollo_Jadahn (Americana@actdnet-65286.epensb01.pa.comcast.net) [16:02] ::watches as Apollo leaves:: [16:02] * Adm_Ferrone sets mode: +o Savar_Dickinson [16:02] * Adm_Ferrone sets mode: +o Tunik [16:03] ::receives a message from Starfleet Command:: Tunik, Savar: Would you please watch over things here while I take this message? [16:03] Adm: Yes sir. [16:04] ::glances at the officer, frowns, then decides he better just go with the flow of things:: Raine: I am LtJG Demakh. ::face emotionless:: [16:04] ::smiles a thank you and heads off to a private area:: [16:04] ::blinks for a moment... then looks at the Cardassian:: [16:04] ::nods:: [16:06] Demakh: You... serve with Starfleet? [16:06] ::narrows her eyes briefly at Tunik and Demakh, but decides to wait until they are done speaking to speak in Cardassian to Demakh:: [16:07] [Savar_Dickinson:#MainHall AWAY] In a seminar [16:07] ::nods, still standing, hands behind his back:: [16:08] ::he almost feels ashamed to be admitting such a thing:: [16:08] ::notices his silence... understands:: Demakh: I served with a Cardassian for ten years. [16:08] Demakh: Are you familiar with an Ambassador Sur Domal? [16:08] ::raises an eyebrow...well I lived with one for 6 months...:: [16:10] ::answers honestly, but simply, unwilling to give any unnecessary information:: Tunik: No. [16:11] ::sighs and swallows, clearing her throat....she addresses Demakh in Cardassian:: [Demakh: Would it offend you if I spoke with you in Cardassian? I am a student of languages, and I unfortunately do not have the chance to speak in this tongue often....] [16:12] ::He cocks his head to the side, curious that he is being addressed in his native tongue...he studies Raine for a moment:: [16:13] ::allows Demakh time to study her, raising her chin a bit to its normal level...:: [16:14] ::replies in Cardassian:: [Raine: It is fine. I do not know any non-Cardassians that know my language.] [16:15] ::smiles a bit:: [Demakh: I believe I shall take that as a complement. My mentor and guardian, Amb. Kiar, insisted I learn the languages of others. Cardassian is one of my personal favorites.] [16:16] ::eyes what appears to be a bar at the far end of the hall, but waits on paying it a visit for the moment:: [Raine: Why would you choose to learn the language of a species crushed and defeated and close to extinction?] [16:17] [Demakh: Bacause I am a student of all languages. I speak one language from Earth that has been dead for centuries. Perhaps, I can one day follow in my mentor's footsteps.] [16:18] ::standing there completely idol:: [16:18] [Demakh: Your people will recover. You are strong-willed and strong in nature as well...I enjoy aspects of your culture, and it will survive. Even if it requires help from the outside.] ::casts a side-glance at Tunik:: [16:19] [Demakh: But you will survive without help.] [16:19] ::finds this an interesting outlook on his civilization...most people take pity on him...after all, a once great empire is now reduced to rubble and ash:: [16:20] ::her eyes soften a bit and she allows the Cardassian to absorb what she has just said....Kiar would be pleased, she thinks:: [Demakh: I despise those who pity. I do not pity any culture.] [16:22] ::drinks his second batch of Silver Tea:: [16:23] ::he feels comfortable around this Raine person...but he is still cautious...he simply nods, and takes a seat somewhat separated from the others at the table, crossing his arms:: [16:23] ::catches a glimpse of someone passing out of the corner of her eye and her eye twitches ever-so-slightly:: [Demakh: I apologize, but I must take leave of the lounge now. I would enjoy continuing our conversation later, if you are willing.] [16:24] ::nods again:: [16:24] ::she turns to Tunik:: ~~~Tunik: I must leave now. I have to follow that person....Shall I meet you here later?~~~ [16:24] ::focuses thoughts:: ~~~Raine: Certainly Lieutenant.~~~ [16:25] ::is already walking out of the Lounge and pauses to let a person pass by:: ~~~Tunik: He is no threat.~~~ [16:25] ::thinks: She still has my tricorder.:: [16:25] ::exits the Hall and turns right quickly:: [16:25] ::looks at the table... :: Self: Oh. [16:26] * Parts: Raine_Cailand (~Chloe_Wat@actdnet-41536.southwind.net) [16:27] ::steps in on conversation:: Demakh: Hi. ::looks almost blank but willing for conversation:: [16:27] ::picks up medical tricorder and puts in back in it's proper place, at his side:: [16:28] ::hadn't seen Lucas arrive, but doesn't show the discomfort or brief shock that had compelled him:: [16:28] ::glances over at a rather young human, and forces himself to reply:: Lucas: .....Hi. [16:29] Lucas: Hello. I am Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Tunik. And you would be? [16:30] ::looks over at Tunik and nods:: Tunik: Lucas. Walker. Lucas Walker. Lucas James Walker. ::Stops before it gets too long:: [16:31] ::nods:: Lucas: Greetings Mr. Lucas James Walker. [16:32] Lucas: You appear very young. Are you a student? [16:32] Tunik: You can call me Mr Babble, if you want, or Lucas, or Walker, or whatever works. [16:33] ::shakes head:: Tunik: Not in any official way. [16:33] ::nods:: Lucas: Similar situation for someone else I know. Though, she's just entered Academy. [16:33] * Joins: DJ (DJ@actdnet-55014.ri.ri.cox.net) [16:34] * Parts: DJ (DJ@actdnet-55014.ri.ri.cox.net) [16:34] ::Frowns:: Tunik: I think it's a little more complex. [16:35] ::turns head back and forth, listening to the two talk:: [16:36] Lucas: Could you... explain your situation? [16:36] Tunik: Not really. [16:37] All I can say is I live aboard the I.K.S. QIb and I'm sort of in a rut there. [16:38] ::curious how to proceed:: Lucas: The Klingon Vessel. ::nods:: What class vessel is that? [16:40] * Joins: Lys_Talan (LysTalan@actdnet-47292.tnt3.clearwater.fl.da.uu.net) [16:40] ::smiles a little:: Tunik: Vor'cha 'ejDo' [16:40] :: waves :: [16:41] ::notices someone waving:: Lucas: Do you know who that person is waving at? [16:42] * Joins: Arlene (~Arlene@24.114.165.actdnet-52221) [16:42] * Parts: Arlene (~Arlene@24.114.165.actdnet-52221) [16:42] ::gets up and walks briskly to the bar:: [16:42] ::turns around to look before speaking under his breath::Tunik: Not a clue. [16:42] * Joins: Bafii (Bafii@actdnet-47292.tnt3.clearwater.fl.da.uu.net) [16:42] :: waves back at Talan and walks over :: [16:44] Lucas: When you say... in a rut. What do you mean? [16:44] Tunik: A rut... an inescapable situation. [16:45] Tunik: Digging in a hole, so to speak. [16:45] ::orders two shots of some sort of Earth alcohol...151 proof:: [16:46] ::nods:: Lucas: I believe I understand now. [16:46] Tunik: I'm gonna go... ::points towards the bar:: ... go.. get a drink. [16:47] ::downs one shot, winces...then takes a break:: [16:47] ::nods:: Lucas: I will be monitoring the room as the Admiral ordered me. [16:47] ::heads for the bar, briskly and sits next to Demakh:: [16:48] Demakh: Hello ::turns and nods:: ... again. [16:48] * Joins: CMO_Santiago (~Arlene@host.acalltoduty.com) [16:49] ::downs the seconds shot, winces, clears his throat, then looks over at Lucas and nods:: [16:51] :: walks out gabbing with Bafii about current happenings :: [16:51] * Quits: Bafii (Bafii@actdnet-47292.tnt3.clearwater.fl.da.uu.net) (Quit: ) [16:51] * Quits: Lys_Talan (LysTalan@actdnet-47292.tnt3.clearwater.fl.da.uu.net) (Quit: ) [16:53] * Joins: ActdGuest (ActdGuest@actdnet-7879.monarch.net) [16:53] ::Orders a drink:: Demakh: Are you actually from Cardassia Prime? [16:53] good java chat functional [16:53] <> [16:53] * Joins: Binky (Binky@actdnet-27349.in-addr.btopenworld.com) [16:53] * Binky is now known as CO_Bolitho [16:54] ::looks over at Lucas:: Lucas: I am. [16:54] ::Nods to Captain Bolito:: [16:55] [16:55] ::nods Back to Captian Turner:: [16:55] Demakh: You know. I've never been there. [16:56] All: well Guys please my short attendance but I have draws to beuild Ill be back later [16:56] * Parts: CO_Bolitho (Binky@actdnet-27349.in-addr.btopenworld.com) [16:56] * Joins: CIV_Walker (CIV_Walker@actdnet-7538.cvx1-c.mid.dial.ntli.net) [16:57] * Quits: ActdGuest (ActdGuest@actdnet-7879.monarch.net) (Quit: Leaving) [16:59] * Quits: Lucas_Walker (CIV_Walker@actdnet-51076.cvx2-a.mid.dial.ntli.net) (Ping timeout) [17:00] * CIV_Walker is now known as Lucas_Walker [17:02] ::curious if he should make the door one-way... enter but can't exit:: [17:03] Lucas: You probably don't want to go there. [17:03] Demakh: Well not right now. [17:04] * Parts: CMO_Santiago (~Arlene@host.acalltoduty.com) [17:05] Demakh: Have you been to Earth? [17:05] * Joins: Aron_Hoyt (AronHoyt@actdnet-47292.tnt3.clearwater.fl.da.uu.net) [17:05] ::Shakes head:: STupid question, forget it, of course you have, [17:06] ::nods:: Lucas: Four years...not the best four years of my life, but certainly not the worst. ::orders a malt beverage:: [17:06] :: dressed in his normal duty uniform, enters the main hall and looks around a bit :: [17:08] * Joins: CIV_Walker (CIV_Walker@actdnet-51090.cvx2-a.mid.dial.ntli.net) [17:09] * Quits: Lucas_Walker (CIV_Walker@actdnet-7538.cvx1-c.mid.dial.ntli.net) (Ping timeout) [17:09] * CIV_Walker is now known as Lucas_Walker [17:10] Okay... ::looks away for a moment, thinking:: You probably don't want to go back on one. [17:10] Demakh: I mean, I totally know what you mean about Klingon ships. [17:10] * Joins: Eli (~actdirvin@63.166.164.actdnet-51507) [17:14] [17:15] Demakh: You didn't like Earth? [17:15] ::sips his drink:: Lucas: I'm not much for-- ::catches himself, remembering who he is talking to:: ...no, I didn't like it there. [17:16] [Savar_Dickinson:#MainHall AWAY] [17:16] [Savar_Dickinson:#MainHall AWAY] Out of the office. [17:17] Demakh: What's wrong with Earth... ::pauses:: ... we've got... ::pause again:: Stuff. [17:17] [17:17] [17:17] [17:18] * Eli is now known as LtJG_Eli_Irvin [17:19] * Joins: s2pidasu (stupid@actdnet-19574.btc-bci.com) [17:19] ::he's just about finished his drink...the alcohol is loosening him up...seemingly the only way one can get him to talk:: Lucas: I wasn't welcome. [17:19] * s2pidasu is now known as Ens_Lassiter [17:19] * Ens_Lassiter is now known as Ens_Ruvick [17:20] [Captain_Turner:#MainHall AWAY] ::Captain's Stuff:: [17:20] ::enters the hall, taking a second to look around, not recognizing anyone:: [17:21] Demakh: Ok... ::Takes a long drink:: [17:22] ::has his third Silver Tea:: [17:23] ::takes a deep breath and walks over to the bar and watches as the bartender approaches:: [17:23] Bartender: Scotch, Straight up on the rocks. [17:23] ::watches as the bartender nods and walks away briefly then returns with the drink:: [17:24] Demakh: So... where do you like? [17:25] ::Walks over to a table close to a view port and sits sipping his drink:: [17:26] ::orders another malt beverage:: Lucas: I...don't. ::getting a little paranoid, being asked all these questions:: [17:27] ::wonders if the officers understand, in reference to alcohol, when enough is enough:: [17:27] ::takes another drink:: Demakh: Do you like *anything*? [17:29] ::he figures there are two ways out of this...either attack the young human, or try to find an answer for the question...looking around, he feels that a more diplomatic solution might be easier:: [17:30] Lucas: I like people like me. [17:30] Lucas: ...not necessarily physically like me...but sharing the same views as I do. [17:30] Demakh: Which would be? [17:31] ::finishes off his drink and begins to think about mingling with the small gathering:: [17:32] Self: I wish James or Jennifer were here.... [17:33] ::he narrows his eyes:: Lucas: Someone who isn't a shallow fool who only does good in hopes of being rewarded for their actions. Someone who can see their own faults. Someone who is not an automaton that conforms the the standard behavior of the population. [17:33] [17:33] ::drinking his tea:: [17:34] ::a smile creeps to the side of his mouth:: Demakh: So you do like me... ::takes another long drink:: [17:36] ::frowns:: Lucas: Let's not jump to conclusions. I don't like anyone very easily, and I barely know you. [17:37] ::pauses mid sips of his drink:: Demakh: Give it time... ::continues to drink:: [17:38] ::watches the Human and the Cardassian interact... remembering the hours Sur Domal spent telling him and Thorpe about the great Cardassia Prime:: [17:39] ::grumbles, and drinks some more:: [17:39] * Quits: LtJG_Eli_Irvin (~actdirvin@63.166.164.actdnet-51507) (Ping timeout) [17:39] * Joins: LtJG_Eli_Irvin (~actdirvin@63.166.164.actdnet-53972) [17:42] * Joins: ActdGuest (~ActdGuest@actdnet-11052.cpe.net.cable.rogers.com) [17:43] * Quits: ActdGuest (~ActdGuest@actdnet-11052.cpe.net.cable.rogers.com) (Quit: Leaving) [17:44] ::Continues to survey the room a little, noticing a gentleman sitting close to the bar:: ::gingerly walks over:: Tunik: You look as if you're having a wonderful time.... ::smiles:: [17:44] ::and drinks some more:: [17:45] * Quits: Lucas_Walker (CIV_Walker@actdnet-51090.cvx2-a.mid.dial.ntli.net) (Ping timeout) [17:45] Irvin: I do? I will... have to change my appearance accordingly. ::tugs on his uniform and sits more upright:: [17:46] ::smiles:: I was being sarchastic. [17:46] * Quits: Captain_Turner (Captain_Tu@actdnet-52479.home.cgocable.net) (Ping timeout) [17:46] ::extends hand:: Lieutenant JG Irvin... [17:47] [17:47] Irvin: Sarcasm... interesting. ::notices the extended hand and shakes it:: I am Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Tunik. [17:48] Irvin: What ship do you serve on? [17:49] ::stands kinda relaxed:: Tunik: I'm the Chief Engineer of the USS Pharaoh. [17:49] ::places hand on one of the chairs:: Tunik: May I join you? [17:50] Irvin: Proceed. [17:51] Irvin: I am... aquainted with someone who... recently was assigned to the Pharaoh. [17:51] ::smiles and sits down and thinks to self:: Self: Must be vulcan...... [17:51] Tunik: Oh really? Who would that be? [17:51] ::Gets up, staggering ever so slightly, and leaves the room, glances back as he exits:: [17:51] * Parts: Demakh (Americana@actdnet-65286.epensb01.pa.comcast.net) [17:52] * Quits: Aron_Hoyt (AronHoyt@actdnet-47292.tnt3.clearwater.fl.da.uu.net) (Quit: ) [17:52] ::remembers:: Irvin: An Ensign Gem. [17:52] * Joins: AdamJ (ajmorecrof@actdnet-7016.nc.rr.com) [17:52] * AdamJ is now known as XO_More [17:53] ::smiles a bright smile:: Tunik: Ahh yes. Jennifer Gem. She's.... uhhh... Quite a girl. [17:54] ::uncertain how to interpret what he said:: Irvin: She is the daughter of a friend. Admiral Gem. ::thinks:: She has her problems... but she is an intriguingly bright young lady. [17:55] * Quits: XO_More (ajmorecrof@actdnet-7016.nc.rr.com) (Quit: ) [17:56] ::Continues smiling:: Tunik: Yes. Bright and full of personality, but I'm not aware of any problems she has. Whatever they are, they aren't apparent. [17:57] Irvin: I certainly hope not. Besides, if you knew, a lot of people would monitor your behavior very closely. [17:58] ::raises an eyebrow:: Tunik: I see..... [17:59] Irvin: Don't pursue it either. That's an order. ::changes the subject:: How long have you served on the Pharaoh? [18:00] ::sits up straight a little taken aback:: Tunik: Year and a half.... [18:00] Tunik: Well... Almost a year and a half [18:01] Irvin: I've served with Starfleet for 12 years. [18:02] Tunik: Ahh. [18:03] Tunik: What ship are you on? [18:03] Irvin: I am assigned to the U.S.S. Geneva. [18:04] Tunik: Good Ship. [18:04] Irvin: I believe so. It has remarkable officers serving on it. I... am certain the Pharaoh is the same way. [18:05] Tunik: Yup. But we've had our share of boobs and idiots too... ::smirks:: [18:06] * Joins: CEO_Mark (~Tordai@actdnet-30546.cpe.net.cable.rogers.com) [18:06] * Joins: Cory (Mike_Lamme@actdnet-24260.ipt.aol.com) [18:07] * CEO_Mark is now known as CEO_Stricker [18:07] Irvin: It is most common to have fools in every branch. [18:07] Tunik: Yeah, but don't let Admiral McPhee hear you say it. ::laughs lightly:: [18:08] How is everyone today? [18:08] Good and you? [18:08] I am alright thank you [18:10] * CEO_Stricker is now known as LtCmrd_Stricker [18:10] * Cory is now known as CNS_Ens_Smith [18:10] * LtCmrd_Stricker is now known as CEO_LtCmdr_Stricker [18:11] No problem. [18:11] So are there many engineering with us? [18:11] Irvin: I recently encountered a very foolish Admiral. Even they are not perfect. He was a traitor. [18:12] [18:13] Tunik: That had to be in enlightening experience. What was going on there? ::signals for a waiter:: [18:13] ::looks around at everyone:: [18:14] Waiter: Iced Tea. Sweet. [18:14] ::notices Stricker arrived... hadn't seen him approach:: CEO: He fired on a Starfleet vessel, and order another Starfleet vessel to do the same. [18:15] :: watches as the waiter nods and walks off:: [18:15] Tunik: Who was this sorry? [18:15] [18:16] * Parts: CEO_LtCmdr_Stricker (~Tordai@actdnet-30546.cpe.net.cable.rogers.com) [18:16] ::looks at all of the people he has never seen before:: [18:17] ::receives glass from waiter:: Tunik: Sucks to be him I guess.... [18:20] * Joins: Pam (Pam@actdnet-9737.home.cgocable.net) [18:20] [18:20] hello [18:20] * Pam is now known as CO_Sheridan [18:20] Irvin: He has made multiple attempts to remove my previous captain from command. This time... he was collaborating with individuals to kill him. [18:21] Tunik: Sounds like something similar with a friend's CO and Admiral on the Pendragon.... [18:22] ::walks to a seat and sits down and starts to read a book:: [18:22] ::notices a Captain walking in:: [18:23] ::sips on tea:: [18:24] ::nods and walks over a chair in the corner and sits down:: [18:25] * Parts: CNS_Ens_Smith (Mike_Lamme@actdnet-24260.ipt.aol.com) [18:25] ::looks around for a familiar face and sighs at not seeing any:: [18:25] * Joins: CNS_Ens_Smith (Cory@actdnet-24260.ipt.aol.com) [18:32] ::sees that Tunik is in a little bit of deep thought:: [18:32] ::stands and walks towards the door:: All: Good evening all. Enjoy your stay. ::exits and heads down the corridor:: [18:32] * Parts: CO_Sheridan (Pam@actdnet-9737.home.cgocable.net) [18:35] ::still reading his book:: [18:38] * Joins: Cmdr_Cha`uck (DJ@actdnet-55014.ri.ri.cox.net) [18:38] ::watches another unfamilar face walks in:: [18:39] ::looks around at all the officer's he dosent know:: [18:40] ::wonders where every one is stationed:: [18:41] ::looks at the other officers again wanting one of them to start talking:: [18:41] ::walks back to Irvin:: Irvin: Pardon my brief absence. However... there is someone I believe you know here. [18:41] ::completes his communique with Starfleet and rejoins the group:: [18:42] ALL: Adm on the deck. [18:42] Tunik: Really? [18:42] ::Stands up at attention:: [18:42] * Joins: Jennifer_Gem (jennifer@actdnet-25385.ipt.aol.com) [18:42] Cha'uck: At ease! [18:42] * Joins: CEO_Corjet (CEO_Koot@actdnet-32303.sttl.uswest.net) [18:42] ADM: Aye sir. [18:42] This is a time to enjoy yourselves. ::smiles:: [18:42] ::reseats himself:: [18:42] ::waves to the two that just joined the room:: [18:43] * CEO_Corjet is now known as CEO_Cmdr_Corjet [18:43] Irvin: Just a moment please. [18:43] ::Smiles and waves to his previous Admiral.:: [18:43] * Cmdr_Cha`uck is now known as XO_Cmdr_Cha`uck [18:43] Tunik: Sure.... [18:43] ::Looks around then has a seat.:: [18:43] ::enters the Convention Hall... and sees Tunik:: [18:44] ::sits at the table as Tunik , then notices Jennifer walking in:: [18:44] ADM: Can I ask you a question sir? [18:44] ::smiles:: [18:44] ::Caughs quitely to himself.:: Self: Kootenai Station. ::Then grins and blushes.:: [18:44] ::walks to Jennifer, who has just spotted him:: Jennifer: You have grown. Last time I saw you... you were just entering Academy. [18:45] Cha'uck: You just did. ::smiles:: [18:45] ::waits paitently for Tunik and Jennifer to finishe talking:: [18:45] ::smiles:: Tunik: Okay. ::doesn't like it when Tunik treats her like a child... even if he's more than 3 times her age:: [18:45] ::motions toward Irvin:: Jennifer: Would you like to have a seat? [18:46] ADM: I was wondering if there was any word on when we would be seeing more sovereign class ship's? [18:46] ::Looks around and twiddles his fingers, his hands clasped together in his lap.:: [18:46] ::smiles at Irvin and looks back at Tunik:: Tunik: Okay. But... is my father here? [18:46] Cha'uck: I've heard that we're increasing production on the Sovereign class starships. [18:47] ::looks to see them approaching and stands like a perfect gentleman:: Jennifer: Hi Jennifer. Good to see you again. [18:47] ::shakes his head:: Jennifer: Sorry. He's been called on a peace negotiation. There was dispute over a recently discovered asteroid field. He won't be back for six days. [18:48] ::smiles and nods:: Irvin: Hi Eli. Short time no see. [18:48] ::nods and waits for Jennifer and Tunik to finish:: [18:48] ::recives a comm and moves away:: [18:48] Tunik: You'd think he'd give that to someone else and see his daughter. He hasn't seen me in... a whole year. Wait... I thought we was working at Utopia Planitia. [18:48] ::looks at the group:: All: Where are you all from? What starship or station are you assigned to? [18:49] ADM: Im the XO of Avalon Station. [18:49] ::sits down and looks at Eli... then at the Admiral, stands again:: Admiral: U.S.S. Geneva. [18:49] ::turns to face the Admiral:: Adm: USS Pharaoh sir. ::extends hand:: Lieutenat JG Irvin, Chief Engineer [18:50] ::Giggles quitely as the Admiral knows where he's from. Says with great pride and honor.:: ALL: Commander Corjet Randy, Chief Engineer and Second Officer from Kootenai Station. [18:50] * Joins: Captain_Alar (CMO_Cmdr_A@actdnet-47783.dsl.xmission.com) [18:50] ::hadn't noticed the admiral... almost thought it was her father... put his collar isn't nearly as tight:: Admiral: I am Chief Tactical Officer of the U.S.S. Pharaoh. [18:50] Sounds like a diverse group. [18:50] ::greets the Captain:: Welcome, Captain Alar. [18:50] ::Sees a Captain enter and nods with a smile. Then turns his attention back to the Admiral.:: [18:50] ::smiles:: Adm: As it would seem sir. [18:51] Admiral: It's been a while, Admiral. ::extends hand:: [18:51] ::takes her hand:: Alar: How have you been? [18:51] * Ens_Ruvick clears his throat [18:51] ::looks at Tunik... uncertain if her father was lying... or if Tunik was:: Irvin: How are you doing today? [18:52] ::Looks over to the Ensign and smiles.:: [18:52] ::smiles:: Ferrone: Busy. The shipyards at Utopia Planitia are certainly active these days. [18:52] Attention: An egnineering seminar will be held in #ENG_Seminar in 1 hour [18:52] ::takes her hand back gently:: [18:52] ::turns back to Jennifer:: Jennifer: Very well now that you're here ::smiles:: [18:52] ::smiles:: Irvin: Thank you for the compliment. [18:53] * Parts: CNS_Ens_Smith (Cory@actdnet-24260.ipt.aol.com) [18:53] Alar: I bet. I've heard that we're pumping up production on the Sovereign classes... not to mention a few experimental starships. [18:53] ::looks at Eli very closely... then looks at Jennifer:: [18:53] ::Giggles quitely to himself as he talks with his Ahkayah telepathicly. Then blushes in slight embarrisment.:: [18:53] ::Looks to the Admiral.:: Admiral: Experimental? ::Smiles with a grin.:: [18:53] ::pulls out a chair for Jennifer:: Jennifer: Won't you join us? [18:53] ::nods:: Ferrone: The Prometheus class has been recalled. Looks like we've got a few more bugs to work out. [18:54] ADM: Will the Experimental ships be open for general transfers sir? [18:54] ::Sighs.:: Self: Not proven... [18:54] ::sits in the chair:: Irvin: Thank you. [18:55] Cha'uck: I wouldn't know Commander. I haven't had to oversee transfers for a very long time. [18:55] ::sits down at the table:: Tunik: You gonna stay Doctor? [18:55] ::nods:: Irvin: Quite certainly. ::sits down:: [18:55] ::laughs:: ADM: Im sure. [18:55] ::receives a PADD from a young ensign:: All: Excuse me. ::heads to a console:: [18:55] Irvin: I bet my father put him up to this. [18:56] ::Nods.:: [18:56]