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The Stars Go Over the Lonely Ocean - Pre-Mission 1 - 11204.10
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Summary:  The USS Claymore continues towards Deep Space 3 at warp 6.  Alpha Shift begins aboard the Claymore.  Her empty corridors fill with the hum of the warp drive, but nothing more…
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************************** Begin Mission ************************
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: On the bridge, sitting in the command chair, finishing up her report for Alpha shift which should be coming on soon.::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Stands at the tactical station, wrapping up his sensor sweeps in preparation for taking the conn at the beginning of Alpha shift::
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::Enters the bridge from the turbo lift and slides into the empty science station seat.  Grins to himself as he glances at Senn, planning the sensor calibration and settings reset::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::laying on a pile of blankets in the corner of the upper level of main engineering, his eyes closed, twitching slightly.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Loads the last piece of equipment carefully upon the cart, and turns to a rather reflective black surface near the edge of the ward, taking a moment to tuck a few loose strands of hair behind her ear as she speaks:: Computer: Computer, location of Captain T'Shara?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::In her quarters knelt down on a pillow, her oil candle on the table next to her lit as she meditates::
Host SMDrew says:
<Computer>  CMO:  Captain T'Shara is in her quarters.
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Without looking up, she prepares the last part of the report.::  SO:  Keep changing my sensors and you are going to have a surprise in the future.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Nods once to herself, and briefly considers asking the computer when the Captain was last ever outside her quarters, but figures she probably doesn't have clearance for that information, and, besides, it smacks of impolite::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Instead she places her hands firmly on the handles of the antigrav-powered cart, and pushes it gently through the sickbay doors:: Computer: Computer, engage sickbay protocol Raeyld Relay 1.   ::Steps out the door::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Giving the report her signature, she hits send and then stands.::
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::Grins before turning to face the CSO with a straight face::  CSO:  With all due respect, acting Second Officer, those would be my sensors.
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
::Sitting in his office going over crew's personnel records.::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Glances toward Hawk and Senn with a small smile, then looks back to his console and pays them no attention, particularly focused on his work as there's no one else around to help catch errors::
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Rubs at his face for a moment before the turbo lift opens, then enters the bridge and makes his way toward the tactical stations::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::The lights are at 5% in the room.  The light from the oil candle illuminates the room.  Her eyes closed she continues her meditation::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Finally notes the time at the edge of his console, and looks up toward Senn expectantly::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
SO:  Not as long as I am still recorded as the ships CSO, young'un.  :: She makes her way over to Damrok.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Pushes her cart through the turbolift, then a few moments later, down the corridor, eventually coming to a stop outside the door to T'Shara's quarters.  Takes a deep breath, then gently rings the chime::
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
CSO:  According to the now properly calibrated and configured sensors, there are no nearby ships, bad guys, nebulas, galaxies or interesting space phenomena.  A few cargo ships on long range sensors.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::twitches again, then rolls onto his side, pulling a blanket over his shoulder.  He would have gone back to his quarters, but he wanted to be somewhere that he could hear the alarms when something went wrong.::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Seeing the expecting look, she hands the padd over to him.::  CTO:  Basically the same as yesterday as it was the day before... and that includes the captain.
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Nods toward Sky::  CTO:  That basically says it all.  Plus the ship running smoothly.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Opens her eyes slowly not turning toward the door.  Quietly whispers::  Enter
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Nods::  CSO:  Thank you, Commander.  ::Thinks about bringing up the captain, but lets it pass, deciding it's really none of his business::  Is there anything I can do for you?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Waits a respectful moment and raises her hand to press the chime once more, but before her fingers can touch the pad, the soft hiss signal the release of the door mechanisms, preceding the opening of the way into the dark flickering room beyond::
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Sets himself up on the secondary console and just nods to Damrok, not wanting to interrupt the conversation between him and Senn::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::mutters something in his sleep, twitching some more.::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
CTO:  Nothing comes to mind.  How are you doing?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Catches the general atmosphere within, she leaves the cart behind and instead walks alone into the Captain's quarters, allowing the doors to slide shut behind her:: ::Gently, but with a tinge of professionalism - she is the Captain after all:: CO: ...Captain?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Stands, straightening her Starfleet issue t-shirt.  Turns towards the door, realizing who it is::  CMO: Doctor?
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
CSO:  Doing rather well all things considered, thank you.  It's a wonder what adequate sleep, food, and water will do, even when you're pulling a double-shift day after day.  ::Smiles and starts to make his way down toward the helm::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Waiting for her quarters to do a thorough stretch.::  CTO:  I hear you.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Smiles softly, starting things out with a formal casual:: CO: I understand you weren't available to come into sickbay for your exam.
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Moves to join Sky::  SO:  Nothing new on our guest either.  The warp field is still updating every 72 hours.  I look forward to having the time to actually study it... and get back my other sample for some more work, now that I have a better idea of what we might be dealing with.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Leans down and puts her hands around the flame of the candle.  Softly blows it out.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Turns back towards the door and takes a few steps closer to the door.::  CMO: That's correct doctor I've been catching up on paperwork.
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
::Rubbing his eyes he sets down his padd feeling tired.  He'd hadn't really put himself on a set shift yet but had been roaming the ship and different hours trying to be available for whoever might need to talk.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Nods slowly, holding her position for the moment:: CO: I understand...There is a lot of paperwork.
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::makes a face::  CSO:  Enjoy the science
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
SO:  When things are back to some normalcy, I will.  :: Starts to head out.::  Don't forget about what I said on playing with the sensors.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::sits up suddenly coated in sweat, a silent scream on his lips, his hand reaching at his throat, pulling at something that isn't there.  He blinks as engineering comes into focus, then he glances at the chrono.:: Self: 23 minutes...that'll have to do.
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::Looks politely at the CSO::  CSO: Did you say something?
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Just smiles as she steps onto the lift and orders it to deck four.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods::  CMO: What can I do for you Doctor?
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Just before the lift stops, she changes her mind and orders it to medical.  She was over due for her check-up and she wanted it out of the way before they arrived at the station.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Drops her hands to her sides, maintaining, with effort, a gentle, but almost cheerful, tone and expression:: CO: Since you're unable to come to sickbay, I've brought sickbay to you.   ::Turns back to the door, stepping only half-way out of the quarters to grab the edge of the medical cart, before drawing it into the room with her::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: At least, enough of it for a protocol exam.
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
::Standing he heads over to the replicator and orders himself a  soda and some breakfast before heading back to his desk.::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: As the lift stops, she steps off and heads the short way down the corridor toward the double doors.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CMO: Doctor the data I sent you should be sufficient.  And since none of the other crew have contracted anything I think it can wait until we are back on DS3.
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Shuffles his feet a bit with Senn off the bridge and Damrok away from tactical and hopes years of practice keeping his face calm don't fail him now, feeling his restlessness far more than usual when working::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::gasps as he gathers himself, settling his heart rate down then he flexes his hand wincing ever so slightly as the still tender tissues pulled.  He stood and folded the blankets into a neat pile.  Exhausted he stands and pulls his uniform jacket from the railing where he had hung it.::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Entering, she looks around for the CMO or anyone else who is dealing with post physicals.::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::walks to the ladder and looks down judging the distance and running an equation in his mind between the pain of just falling, and the effort of climbing down.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: It's not sufficient, and it's not fulfilling of protocol. ::Her jaw twitches almost imperceptibly with the closing of the final word as she glances down at a tricorder she's taken into her hands:: CO: And this can be conducted without taking more than five minutes of your active time.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
<Computer>*CMO*: Commander Senn has entered sickbay.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Taps her commbadge once between tricorder taps:: *CSO*: Raeyld to Senn.  Commander, how can I help you?   ::Without further ado, she adjusts the angle of the cart with respect to the Captain::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CMO: You don't have to remind me of procedures and protocols Doctor.  I'm well aware there there for crew safety.  But, for now I'll graciously decline your offer.
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Stands over the helm console for a moment::  SO:  How is our course holding?  Will any adjustments be required?
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Realizing the CMO is not in medical::  *CMO*:  I just came down to get checked out before we arrive at the base... given everything is quiet on all fronts at the moment.
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
CTO:  On course for DS3 at Warp 6.  Nice straight line from here.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Says nothing in respond to the Captain's "declination" for now. Simply continues configuring her equipment, then finally presses the final switch to activate her scans of the Captain::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::sighs then slowly begins climbing down the ladder one step at a time. Reaching the bottom with a sigh, the he heads towards the replicator, picking up an empty mug from where he had abandoned it.::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  Understood.  ::Stands upright and folds his arms, pacing back toward the command chair and sitting::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::walks up to Raeyld and puts her hand on her shoulder and escorts her to the door.::  CMO: Thank you doctor I will see you at DS3.  ::Gently pushes the cart out the door behind Raeyld.  Closing the doors promptly behind both::
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
CTO:  If you're bored, sir....  we could spell Claymore out in space?
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::recycles the mug and types in the code for the machine to put more of the stuff in the thing stuff goes in.  He rests his head against the replicator as he listens to the deafeningly loud hum of the molecules dissolving and reforming into something hot and caffeinated.::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Getting no reply and given she was not there, figures she must be busy.::  *CMO*:  I will come back later.
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
::exiting medical, she heads back for the lift and her quarters.::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  Bored?  Not really.  Too many things to track.
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
SO:   ...Not that any of them have varied much....
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Before the lift doors open, she pauses again and changes direction.::
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
CTO:  Roger that, sir.  Just offering....  doing my part for crew morale...  all 8 of us.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::straightens and cradles the mug of hot caffeinated something and takes a long drink from it his eyes opening again as he walked to the pool table and checked the ship's status.::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Smiles somewhat::  SO:  I understand.  It's been rather grueling, despite the creature comforts.
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Pauses at the counselor’s door, a room she has only come to for the mandatory evaluations and... just stands there staring at it.::
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::smiles himself::  CTO:  That's a good point...  after what everyone's been through, a little "boredom" is probably a good thing.
TO_Ens_Kytides says:
::Notices he was tapping on the side of the station while looking over the scans and forces himself to stop and focus on the readings completely, pounding the thought into his head, which had the added benefit of helping him mostly ignore Hawk's banter::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Finds herself basically shoved out into the hall along with her cart, and immediately spins on her heel to face the Captain's quarters once more.  Takes a deep breath, and takes the "high ground" pressing the chime once more::
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Realizing she can hear the thrum of the ship matching the beat of her heart... or the other way around, she sighs in disgust at herself and taps the chimes.::
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::nods to himself and picks up the toolkit from near the pool table.  He was fighting a losing battle with the phase variance in the power conduits.  Typically they would have plenty of crew to keep them in trim, but with only himself and one other working on them it is more then a challenge.::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  It's a lot of time to think.  ::Leans forward in his chair a little bit, folding his hands in his lap::
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
::Hears the chime and sets down the padd he was reading.::  CSO:  Come in.
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
CTO:  What are you thinking about, if it's not too personal to ask?
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: As the doors slide open she enters with a light smile.::  CNS:  So you are in.
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  At this point?  ::Smiles::  I feel like I've thought about just about everything.  Twice.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::At any lack of response, she instead addresses the computer:: Computer: Computer, open doors to the Captain's quarters - Emergency Medical Override Raeyld-Zeta-Two.
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
::Smiles as he sees Senn enter.::  CSO:  I am, got tired of wondering the ship figured I'd start getting settled in.  Please come in have a seat.
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  Right now, I'm just thinking about how nice it will be to be recrewed with a full complement.  ::Sits back in the chair, contemplative::
Host SMDrew says:
<Computer> CMO:  Access granted.
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
CTO:  I hear that, sir.
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Starts to head for the chair and stops with a frown.:  CNS:  If you are not busy, mind if we go to the lounge for some down time?
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  How have you passed the time?
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
::Looks back at his stack of padds.:: CSO:  That sounds good, I could use a break.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::As the doors slide open, she pushes her cart casually but firmly right back in in front of her, pushing it right back beside the Captain:: ::Just as casually:: CO: As I was saying, per protocol, no officer is technically back on duty after an away team mission until cleared by a member of the sickbay staff. Right now, that's just me.
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
CTO:  Reading, holo's, making Senn's life miserable...  ::pauses:: ... and spending some quality day dreaming time down on the flight deck.
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Makes an about face and heads for the door with a sigh of relief.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::The casual begins to bleed out of her voice, replaced with genuine, if withheld, concern:: CO: So, if we can get on with this, then ten minutes from now you can order me to leave you alone, or not care about you, or throw myself in the brig, if you like. But until I know for certain that you're all right, I'm not going anywhere.  ::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CMO: You will remove yourself from my quarters immediately.  If you are removing me from duty so be it.  But, you will remove yourself from my quarters.
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Tilts his head slightly, inquisitive::  SO:  Why the flight deck, if you don't mind my asking?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: I will remove myself from your quarters if you will come with me to sickbay for a proper checkup.
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
::Follows her out the door.::  CSO:  Not a big fan of counselors offices I take it?
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: A bit abruptly::  CNS:  No.  ::Reaching the lift she takes a deep breath and turns to him.::  Sorry...
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: Otherwise, your options are physically beat me such that I can no longer make my way back into your quarters, or take the short cut and beam me into space.
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::Voice a little wistful::  CTO:  I've always loved flying...  ::smiles::  ... mostly things I'm not supposed to be flying.  When I was a kid, I'd beg, borrow or steal anything with an anti-grav unit and an engine.  Thought that was my calling but...  ::pauses just a moment:: ...  guess I got a little sidetracked.
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
CNS:  Its ok not the first person to feel that way.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CMO: I intend to do neither of those and I will get checked out once we are back at DS3.
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Nods slowly a few times, taken somewhat off-guard by Hawk's candid response::  SO:  Sounds like it.  Sciences is rather a significant departure from navigation and flight.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CMO: Now, if you will excuse me doctor.  I will be returning to my morning meditation.
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::nods::  CTO:  That it is, sir...  that it is.
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
:: Steps into the lift.  As the doors close she turns back to him.::  CNS:  It is not you... and not really the position so to speak of.
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Leans back into the chair and stares at the viewscreen, even though it's blanked out at the moment to avoid starfield syndrome::
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::laughs a little, realizing he'd shared more than appropriate::  CTO:  Sorry, sir.  More info than you were looking for.
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::pulls out a PADD with a list of complaints filed by the crew, one wouldn't think 10 people could find so many problems, and yet they were quite capable.  He pocketed the PADD and moved over to the console he had rigged to clone the bridge operations console::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: And I don't intend to leave you until I know that you're physically well. I may not be a counselor, and I may not be your boss, and I may not even be your friend - and there's a lot I can't do to help you. But I can, and will, do everything in my power to do what little I can do, and that is make sure you're at least physically well.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
CO: Not as your doctor, though that's the only tool I wield, but because you're a friend.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Says nothing more, and instead again resumes her scans, this time with more sure footing::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
SO:  No apologies required, Ensign.  ::Smiles genuinely, almost contentedly, and sits, just at rest::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Reaches up and taps his combadge::  *OPS*:  Damrok to Fong.  How are things going?
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
::Directs the lift to the lounge.::  CSO:  Then what is it?
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
CNS:  Do you remember when I told you how I ended up on Earth?  And the final straw for Atlas was the situation with his ex-fiancée?
OPS_Lt_Fong says:
::looks over as a large green pok-a-doted animal walks into main engineering, and blinks several times, then he drinks again from the caffeine and smiles slightly.  He then shuffles his padds and toggles the latest report on ship's status, and forwards that to the CTO wherever he may be::
SO_Ens_Hawk says:
::Runs standard scans again, just in case the Romulan Empire snuck up on them in the last 20 minutes, then sits back in his chair with a sigh.  Are we there yet?::
Host CTO_LtCmdr_Damrok says:
::Sees a light blink on the arm of his chair, and taps it, bringing up the abbreviated, easy-to-read-on-the-arm-of-your-chair version::
CNS_Ens_Foster says:
CSO:  Yes I believe so, he ended up sending you and your sister to earth after they got engaged, at her urging yes?
CSO_LtCmd_Senn says:
CNS:  Yes.. And she was the ships counselor.  And I know the two do not go hand in hand, but from a child's point of view... :: shrugs::  I have never been able to forgive or really separate them.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CMO: Fine doctor since your hell bent on ensuring my physical well being do what you must.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Turns and kneels back on the pillow, closing her eyes and resuming her meditation::
Host SMDrew says:
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