Host SMDrew says:
Reflections - Mission 1
Host SMDrew says:
Summary:  The ISS Claymore maneuvers into the Orbital Station's docking rings.  The bustling Station is alive with vessels of all kinds and many walks of life.  The dregs of the sector come here to trade, socialize and fight.  To the Claymore this is her home for the last ten years.  The crew know this area well and their reputation as Breen enforcers offer them some peace in an otherwise unmerciful place.
Host SMDrew says:
*********** Begin Mission - Mirror Wide - Reflections ************
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::on the bridge of Claymore, checking over ship's systems quickly::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Stands at his station, adjusting his eye patch::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Straightens her tightly fit, black leather pants and boots and walks out onto the bridge.::  XO: Davis report.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Sitting back on the bridge of the Claymore, reviewing a data device in her hands, legs crossed, straightly slouched in her seat::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::walks out behind the Captain, broadaxe over his shoulder, Breen disruptor and force whip on his hips::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::notes T'Shara's tightly fit, black leather pants and boots::  CO: All systems checking out so far... ::continues examining...the console, not T'Shara::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Moves his good eye quickly between tactical readouts and the rest of the bridge crew::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::doesn't see anything else of issue at the moment; he discontinues the diagnostic::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::adjusting the sash on her hip along with the dagger as she walks over to Raeyld.::  XO: Very well.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Taps lazily upon the data pad, then glances up, sitting up slightly, though not entirely upright, as she notes T'Shara's approach:: CO: Captain..
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Glances at the red button on his console as the little voice in his head says "Press it! You know you want to"::
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
::Sitting in a chair in the primary medical laboratory, leaning casually over a microscope::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Looking over at Raeyld and nods::  CNS: Anything of interest?
Host OS7_OPS_Fom says:
COM: Claymore: Docking procedures complete.  Welcome to Orbital Station 7.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::snaps off com, not interested in hearing that trash::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Brings up a tactical schematic of the station and begins picking out targets in the event they start firing on the Claymore::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::snaps around to Davis.::  XO: Make sure the materials from the Cardassian freighters are taken care of.  Find us a buyer.  Tell Carr to purchase as many plasma torpedo casings as we can get our hands on.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::grunts, knowing damn well they need as many of those as possible - and for good reason, too::
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: A few crew members have shown a need for...a bit of motivation. I'd hate for them to think our high standards of crew conduct have grown lax in light of approaching old space.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: I want us fully supplied and ready to make way in 24 hours.  The crew can have shore leave as you see fit.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CNS: If you have recommendations I'd be interested.  We can discuss it over dinner on the station.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::looks at Carr::  CTO: You heard her. Clear any storage space you need to get those casings in - I'll sacrifice just about anything in favor of them.
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
XO: Right! You'll get no arguments from me on that point.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: It'd be my pleasure, Captain.  ::Sits up more fully:: Anything else before I go?
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
CO: I'll head on to the station and see what I can do with the cargo.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CNS: Nothing else.
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
::Slouches back into his chair, dropping a hypo spray into his lab coat pocket::
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: Thank you, Captain.  ::Stands up from her seat, and takes a slow look around the bridge, noting each officer::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Very well.  Don't forget the meeting.  ::Motions to Karlsson and leaves the bridge for the station.::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::follows her::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::heads to turbolift::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Waiting for the others to leave, Carr loosens his blade, and performs a function check on his disruptor::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::enters turbolift and spins a quick about face:: Turbolift: Nearest airlock.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Casually, mentally slips around inside Carr's mind for a moment, just enough to make her presence known::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Stands in the turbolift standing off to the side of Davis.::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Stops, and looks at Raeyld's reflection in a panel::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
:;enters the turbolift to stand between Davis and the Commander::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::shifts slightly to the side::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::wonders for a second how many skulls he's going to have to shatter on the station to make things happen; last time it was only one::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::adjusting her arm band and waits for the lift doors to open.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Smiles sweetly a moment, then turns away and heads to the turbolift::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Scratches beneath his eye patch a moment, then heads for the opposite turbolift::
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Enters the turbolift:: TL: Sickbay.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::exits the lift and makes way for the airlock heading to the station::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
:: On his way to the TL, he picks up a padd with the ships cargo manifest:: The better to trade with.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Leaves the lift and walks out across the docking corridor and onto the station.::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::still follows behind the Captain::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Takes the TL to the docking hatch, then exits onto the station::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::enters the station as well, looking around slowly and somewhat distrustfully::
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION: As the crew of the Claymore walks out on to the station they get the familiar stench of unwashed masses.  Eyes turn and watch the crew carefully.  Some out of curiosity some out of fear.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Exits the turbolift and makes her way down the corridor toward sickbay::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::moves slowly out into the crowd::
Host Till_Coren says:
::Turns and looks over to Davis with a smile.::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Walks down the concourse a few yards before ducking down a dark passage. ::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::scans the crowd slowly as he passes through, his eyes finally catching Till Coren's smirk or smile, or generally ugly face::
Host Till_Coren says:
::Leans up from the bar and grabs another drink making his way to Davis.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Steps into sickbay, striding straightly through the main ward toward the laboratory::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::sighs slightly, his hand gently grazing the blade at his side opposite Coren::
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
::Hears someone enter the ward -- a somewhat uncommon occurrence, when there aren't torpedoes exploding all over the place -- and swivels his chair around to the entrance, heaving a deep, dissatisfied sigh::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks through the crowd looking for her contact, to see if he has what she requested.::  ::Is stopped in her stride as the stench of someone slams into her shoulder.::  What the....
Host Till_Coren says:
XO:  Well the dogs of war return.  ::Hands Davis the drink.::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::wheels about Hand dropping to his whip growling::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::After a few more turns, Carr lifts a dirty sheet to enter a dive that would make disreputable seem homey::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::reaches for whoever slammed into his Captain::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::takes the glass hastily and swigs it down, throwing the glass down on the deck beneath him::  Till Coren: Damn right - anyone complaining about it?
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Leans against the doorway, crossing her ankles, and just looks at Welland a moment::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Carr pauses at the door letting his eye adjust to the dim light, then walks over to a dingy little booth and sits with his back to the wall facing the entrance. A few patrons scurry off, others stare for a moment before returning to their business::
Host Till_Coren says:
XO:  Always.  ::Laughs.:: But they aren't going to do shit about it.  I hear rumors that you might have some supplies to trade.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Without thinking her hand glides onto the handle of her dagger.::
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
CNS:  I doubt you came down here to admire the scenery.  ::Folds his arms across his chest::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods, a slight grin developing from the corners of his mouth::  Till Coren: I figured that you could smell the stink of trinkets from a light-year away.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CMO: What's your status, Doctor?
Host Till_Coren says:
XO:  Nothing is kept secret around here Davis.  You know that.  ::Leans in.::  You still following that damn Vulcan around?  You should move over to my crew mate.
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
::Spins back around to the counter::  CNS:  That's a rather vague question.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CMO: What are you working on?
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::shrugs, looking around still::  Till Coren: You know what they say...polishing a turd makes no difference in the end, cause a turd is still a turd...and your crew is a bunch of turds.
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::A moment later, a slight creature of indeterminate gender shuffles over to place a cup of remarkably good smelling tea in front of Carr, then shuffles back to some dark corner. ::
Host Till_Coren says:
::Laughs at Davis's comments.::  XO: Right you are.  So step over to my office and let’s talk business.
Host Till_Coren says:
::Turns and heads back to the bar.::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods, not much for banter::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::follows::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks away from whatever rift raft it was as they cowl away.::  ::Entering the nearest drink hole and takes a seat at the bar.::
Host Till_Coren says:
::Waits for Davis at the bar and orders another round of drinks.::
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
CNS:  Oh, you know...absolutely nothing.  ::Shuts off the microscope::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::stands at the bar still guarding his Captain. Watching for anything::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
CO: My apologies ma'am, that thing, surprised even me.
Host Till_Coren says:
::Turns to Davis.:: XO: So what have you got?
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::returns to the bar, waiting for a second drink first; talking to this ass clown dead sober is one of the more painful experiences he's encountered::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::With a glance as her hair lays across her back and she pushes it away.::  SEC: It's not your fault Karlsson.  They know what will happen if they come any closer.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Raises an eyebrow:: CMO: Really, Doctor?  You're generally more industrious than that.
Host Till_Coren says:
::Pushes one of the two drinks to Davis.::  XO: Don't tell me your crew came up empty handed this time?
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Carr glances at the cup sitting on the table, and begins doodling in the dust on the table's surface. Seconds later a very large alien slips into the other side of the booth, his face covered by a cloak::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::nods:: CO: I should have been more mindful. It will not happen again.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Crossing her legs and turns back to the bar.::  SEC: See that it doesn't.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::picks the glass up and wonders for a second what it is; he tilts his head back and throws the drink back, placing the glass on the counter this time rather than dropping it::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::shakes head::
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
::Swivels back around::  CNS:  You must have me mistaken for someone else.  ::Rises and passes by her into the main ward, which is occupied only by the sleeping form of Fizzik, who's sleeping on one of the grouping of very old biobeds::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
<Berens> CTO: ::in a quiet, raspy voice:: What is it you are needing this time Terran? Why do you not touch your tea; it good I assure.
Host Till_Coren says:
::Smile and turns to the bar keep.::  Barkeep:  Keep them coming and put them on my tab.  ::Turns back to Davis.::  XO:  So Davis?
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
Till_Coren: We have a catalytic pulse converter, which, if properly configured could theoretically create an isolitic burst..
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::The bartender places a drink in front of her before she can order.:: I didn't....  ::He points over to the man about three stools down.::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
Berens: ::Chuckling in his belly:: If it's so good, why don't you help yourself...I don't mind, really.
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::Follows the bartenders pointed finger:: CO: Shall I take care of him for you?
Host Till_Coren says:
::Raises an eyebrow.:: XO: Interesting.  Not thrilling, but interesting.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Swivels about in place to face him, and continues as if she'd only just arrived:: CMO: What is the status of the booth?
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
<Berens> CTO: ::Waving a hand:: No! No! Is for you, it is. Not good for my digestion.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::shrugs::  Till_Coren: I thought subspace weaponry was a promising market, especially for one of your talents.
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
CNS:  Not presently in use.  If you were looking for more information than that, you'll have to talk to an engineer, or what passes for one on this ship.  ::Rousts Fizzik by shaking his shoulder::
Host Till_Coren says:
XO:  Well I didn't say I couldn't use it, but I always expect more from such a gifted client.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::takes another drink and throws it back::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
Berens: Yeah, I'll bet. ::moving the cup aside with his left hand, Carr leans in over the table and glances around the room:: I need a line on some bio-weaps....hush hush.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
Till_Coren: That's alright, I'm sure I can tweak the thing just a little bit and make it weapon ready for someone who is more interested.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Looking over at the man and then picks up the drink.::  ::Raising her hand up at Karlsson.::  SEC: No he's not worth our time.
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CMO: Well, I can arrange for a few test subjects, to ascertain its current condition.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::shrugs::  Till_Coren: 8 years as an engineer makes these things easy, ya know?
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
<Berens>: CTO: ::Sits back abruptly, then regains his composure:: Are you crazy! You know this request beyond is me?
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
CO: As you wish ::adjusts his axe::
Host Till_Coren says:
XO:  I'm sure.  ::Smiles.::  I can offer 10 bars of GPL.
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
CNS:  I suppose that would be left to your purview.  I have no preference one way or another, so long as it works.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
Till_Coren: 16.
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
CO: It’s been so long since I've cracked a man skull in battle, I wonder if we were too hard on them when we first arrived.
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
<Fizzik>  ::Gradually wakes, stretching his long legs out over the far edge of the biobed::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::swivels around a bit on the bar stool and looks around the room.  Turning around slightly she places the drink back on the bar.::  SEC: There is never such a thing as to hard in my experience.
Host Till_Coren says:
XO:  16?  ::Clears the bar with his hands as the drinks shatter on the deck.::  Are you crazy?  I'll need to put at least 8 bars into converting the damn thing.
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
Berens: ::After a long pause:: Are you serious! I thought you said you could get anything not nailed down. ::watches him squirm a little before continuing:: Alright, alright, let me think a moment....ok...what can you get me?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::She slides back around facing the bar as she hears a voice over her shoulder.::  <Jamar>: Would you like another?
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CMO: Very well.  ::Momentarily evaluates the moving lump known as Fizzik::  ...You would do well to be more enthusiastic about your work.
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::steps in between the man and his Captain::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::turns, seeing a familiar Ferengi face::  Till_Coren: Hmm, well there's Daimon Kilrog over there...I'm sure he's interested...
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::starts heading back into the masses towards the Ferengi::
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
Jamar: if you wish to speak to her, you go through me, Dog! ::pushes the man back::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
<Berens> CTO: ::Slightly nervous:: You know very well that I always get you what you need. I have made special purchase for you...I think you are always needing plasma casings right? See, Berens looks out for his customers.
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::has one hand on his Disruptor::
Host Till_Coren says:
::Pauses.:: XO:  Wait wait Davis.  I can give you 14 bars.  But I need the schematics on how to convert it as well.
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
Berens: Yeah, I do need those...but I would really like something stronger. How much?
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::pauses for a second; it's really only worth 8 bars to him anyway::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
<Berens> CTO: What you got to trade Terran?
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
::Notes that he's now back to Terran::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods:: Till_Coren: We can whip something up to make it painless for you.
Host Till_Coren says:
::Smiles and extends his hand.::  XO: Very good Davis.  Another drink perhaps?
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::shakes head::  Till_Coren: I need to get back and get that thing situated for you. Maybe later..
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
::Turns to face her fully::  CNS:  ::Altogether genuinely::  You have my word that from this moment on, I will pour myself into my work.  I will think about nothing other than my work, in fact.  ::Gives Fizzik another shake, as his eyelids have drooped closed again::  As soon as I have some.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::doesn't want to hear more about switching ships or any of that nonsense right now; he doesn't want to end up showing anyone part of his hand just yet::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
Berens: ::pulls out his padd and makes sure it's only showing the modified cargo manifest:: Here's what I got. Anything you like?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Raising an eyebrow, she stands and with her one hand she grabs Jamar and slams his head to the bar.  Pulling out her disruptor she places it to his temple.::  Jamar: I don't drink with anything that I could easily scrape off the bottom of my shoe.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::his eye is caught by the commotion at the bar, and he sees T'Shara::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
<Berens> ::Reads the list, then stops abruptly:: CTO: How you get mitts on a Cardassian ale press? I have customer looking for just such. I could give you 8 casings for that.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
Till_Coren: We'll talk..  ::heads away through the crowd towards T'Shara::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
Berens: 8? Do you think I'm crazy, it's worth 16 if it's worth one.
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
CO: What's wrong?
Host Till_Coren says:
::Looks at the commotion.::  XO:  Looks like your Captain is at it again...  ::Looks back at Davis.::  I will send a messenger for the items and he will bring you the bars as discussed.
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
<Berens> CTO: 12.
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
Berens: Done! What else?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
<Jamar>  ::Stutters::  I... I...
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
::Still with ever as even a tone and expression:: CMO: I'm glad to hear it. Are there any supplies I can secure for you from the station? Or are you planning to head over yourself at some time?
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::looks at T'Shara and Jamar::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Lifts Jamar up and tosses him to Karlsson.::  Sec: Get rid of this.
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
CO: Yes Mistress.
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
<Berens> CTO: ::looks down list a little further, and stops again:: I can give you 8 for these plasma conduits and reducers. Sadly, that is all I have, and all you have that I need.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Placing her disruptor back on her side and straightens her shirt as a little more is showing.::  ::waving her hand at Davis.::  XO: Nothing Davis.  Carry on.
SEC_Lt_Karlsson says:
::grabs Jamar by the back of the neck, and steers him towards the door, when he doesn’t move fast enough, He takes his force whip from his belt and gives him a few lashes to inspire him::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::nods and makes way for Karlsson through the crowd, heading towards the airlock::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Picks up her drink and takes a drink.::
CTO_Lt_Carr says:
Berens: ::Nodding:: Alright. ::Reaches out his left hand for the padd while keeping his pistol aimed at Berens under the table::
CMO_Lt_Welland says:
::Surprised::  CNS:  Oh, we're securing supplies for sickbay?  That's...new.  I'll just work up a list for you.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Slams the glass back down on the bar and exits walking out into the crowd, as people look and whisper but try not to make contact.::
XO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::leads Karlsson and Jamar back towards the area they entered from, away from the people::
CNS_LtCmdr_Raeyld says:
CMO: Great. Send it over. The exceptional running of our medical "department" is a high priority of mine.
Host SMDrew says:
************* Pause Mission ***************

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