Host SMDrew says:
ARC 19 - Only the Good Die Young - Mission 4 - SD: 11701.24
Host SMDrew says:
Summary: Twenty-four hours have passed and the crew of the Claymore has enjoyed their time aboard the station.  Quiet dinners, shopping, and unbelievable rooms begin melting the pressure the crew has been under for the past year.  Morning comes to the station, and the Jarrow is ready to be moved once the captain and XO have talked with DaiMon Britec.
Host SMDrew says:
******************** Resume Mission ************************
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::In his suite on the couch, spending his time reading while he waits for T'Shara to contact him about the meeting with Britec::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
@::On the Claymore flight deck along with two shifts of his maintenance team, buried waist deep in the impulse drive control wiring.::
Ian_Williams says:
::having found himself a place to observe promenade traffic, he perches on a stool, occasionally glancing down at a PADD, and just watches::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::In her suite, sitting on the floor in the living area, a candle lit on the table, her eyes closed and legs crossed.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Slowly opening her eyes, she takes a deep breath.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
@::In sickbay, on Claymore, going over a medkit pack she's been preparing specifically for this race::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
@ACTION:  Sparks fly and dark plumes of black smoke occasionally drift out of the Jarrow’s impulse reactor.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Picking up the combadge from a nearby table, she taps it.::  *DaiMon Britec*: Captain T'Shara to DaiMon Britec.
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
@::Yells out::  Johnson!  Fire watch duty!
Ian_Williams says:
::having left things in the hands of whoever was unfortunate enough to still be stuck on Claymore, Williams gets up and moves across the promenade, pocketing the PADD and closing in on a lift::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
::Taps the comm in his quarters.::  *CO*: Captain T'Shara, what an unexpected pleasure.  I hope you are enjoying your stay on the station.  How can I be of service this morning, Captain?
MO_LtJg_Stevens says:
::Checks her bag to make sure she has everything and steps out of her room towards the turbolift::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::looks up, finally seeing the top of the hill, a single large stone to the right of the path, possibly revealing a fork in the path ahead::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
*DaiMon_Britec*: I am, thank you.  You have been more than generous.  Commander Damrok and myself were wondering if we could meet with you to discuss the race.
Ian_Williams says:
::steps into the nearest lift, briefly considers his options, then heads down to the next promenade level::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::feels a burn in his calves as he climbs the small hill at a jogging pace, revealing little more than his utter lack of physical fitness at present:;
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
::Shifts slightly in his seat.::  *CO*: Of course, Captain.  I will be in my office in a few minutes.  I can see you and Commander Damrok anytime.
MO_LtJg_Stevens says:
::takes the turbolift down to the second level of the promenade and steps out::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Stands from her seated position, leaning over to blow out the candle::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::reaches the top of the hill, seeing the path wind around the stone to the right, with no other option there ̶ well, other than going off the path::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
*DaiMon_Britec*: Excellent. I will contact Commander Damrok.
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
<Computer> CEO: Specified ending time reached; program complete. 
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
*CO*:  Very good, Captain, I will see you soon.  ::Turns the comm off and makes his way across the room to change.::
Ian_Williams says:
::steps off the lift on the second level, scans, then makes a left down a corridor::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::watches as the brilliant river view, cutting through two small hills, immediately disappears, revealing the default grid of the holodeck::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
::Talks off his pajamas and takes the clothes that have been laid out for him.::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
::Begins putting on the articles of clothing before chiming for his assistants.::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::stops running, before he hits the wall, and sighs, moving towards the exit::
Gladwyn says:
:: sitting back in the chair, listening to her parents talk as she stares at the ceiling::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::exits the holodeck, taking an immediate right into the master bedroom and enters the bathroom::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Taps her combadge again as she walks into the other room.::  *XO*: Captain T'Shara to Commander Damrok.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Swings his legs off the couch and starts to pull on his boots::  *XO*:  Damrok here, Captain.
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
::Finishes putting on the clothes as his assistants enter the room to help him to his office.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Sits down in a chair in the bedroom, grabs her shoes and begins putting them on.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Takes a quick bite of their appetizer smiling at Gladwyn.::  Gladwyn:   You should try this, it’s good.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
*XO*: I just spoke to DaiMon Britec; he will be in his office shortly if we would like to speak to him.
Gladwyn says:
:: looks down and frowns at the odd-looking food, though when it comes down to it, all her food since she left her planet was odd::  CNS:  What is it?
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::disrobes, entering what appears to be a sonic shower ̶ he hopes::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
@ACTION:  Several of the impulse power relays arc and fuse together forming a solid mass of melted metal.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::Moving through the restaurant picking up dirty dishes and putting them into his bin.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
*CO*:  Very good.  I'll meet you in the corridor.  Damrok out.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
Gladwyn:  It’s called an “onion blossom.”
MO_LtJg_Stevens says:
::walks down the promenade, trying her best not to get distracted by any fancy metals on display::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Drops his PADD on the coffee table and stands, stretching from side to side for a moment before making his way out of the quarters::
Gladwyn says:
:: Looks at the dish:: CNS:  That does not look like a flower.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
@::Finally closes her kit, and heads out of sickbay::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Stands and makes her way back into the living area and out the door into the corridor::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::ducks back out of the shower and enters the bedroom, heading immediately for the clothing he laid out before going for what was meant to be a run::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Grins.::  Gladwyn:  It’s not really a flower, just a deep fried onion.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks toward Damrok's quarters::
Gladwyn says:
CNS: Dr. Raeyld says deep frying foods is not good for you.  :: frowns:: Or was that not good for me?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Nods as T'Shara approaches::  CO:  Captain.  How has your day been?  ::Offers a pleasant enough smile, though he still looks a little on the drowsy side::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods in return::  XO: Commander.  Quiet, and yours?  ::smiles slightly::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::Spots someone at a table nearby and recognizes the girl he met the day before, and grins at her.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
Gladwyn:  It’s not the best option, but it does taste good.  Just don't eat it all the time, ::Lowers his voice.::  or at least don't tell the doc.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  Likewise.  I fully intended to go exploring the station today, but... ::Shakes his head::  I started reading after I got out of bed, and decided there wasn't much else I'd rather be doing.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Have you spoken to Captain Hawk recently for an update on the Jarrow?
Ian_Williams says:
::moves into the second level proper of the promenade, scanning this or that vender but mostly just being out of the way  ̶  one would be surprised the things that can be overheard without meaning to::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  I haven't spoken to him lately, no.  I assume everything is progressing on a suitable schedule, or else he'd likely have let us know by now.
Gladwyn says:
:: as she looks up, she sees Crocket over her father's shoulder.  Her eyes go wide and she frowns, looking back at her parents guiltily.::  CNS:  Ummm...what?  Oh... OK.  :: looks back up and then over at the food, and reaches for a piece of the fried onion.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods::  XO: One would hope.
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
:;sits down on the bed, putting on his socks, with a quick check to the time::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Frowns as Gladwyn's demeanor changes.::  Gladwyn:  Everything OK?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks toward the turbolift::  XO: Aye, I was going to check out the station myself, but instead I took some time to meditate.  It has been too long since we have had any time to ourselves.
Ian_Williams says:
::pauses outside a small establishment the likes of which one wouldn't necessarily find within throwing distance of the Federation border, gives the interior a quick study::

CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::walks back into the bathroom, picking up a comb on the counter and combing his hair; he takes a quick look at himself, then heads towards the suite's exit, grabbing his jacket as he goes::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Follows along::  CO:  Too true.  ::Sighs quietly::
Gladwyn says:
:: Feels very nervous especially as her mother is now looking at her now as well with that look on her face.::  CNS: Everything is fine.  Ummm... I just.... umm saw someone I think I know.  Can I go find out?
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::Chuckles and moves to the next empty table and begins pulling dirty dishes off.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Steps into the turbolift::  TL: Deck one.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Glances up at Eris to see what she thought.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Steps inside and folds his hand behind his back::  CO:  Have we done any further background research on Britec?  By all accounts, the station has improved under his care, but that may not mean much.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: From what I have read, he doesn't have much of a background.  He was a merchant and primarily traded with the Breen.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Aye, it has improved.
OPS_Lt_Kendal says:
::continues quietly going over prices of various parts and items that the Claymore will need for resupply, his research bringing in any economic data he can find::
Gladwyn says:
<CSO_Cmd_Senn>:: Leans forward a bit::  Gladwyn:  You want to go find out if it is someone you know?  :: looks up Theron with a lifted brow and then back at her daughter.::  Who do you think it is?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Nods::  CO:  He's given me no reason to distrust him, personally, but it would nevertheless be unwise for us to lower our guards completely, as much as I might like to do so.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: I could assign Commander Foster to see if he could find out more information on Britec.
Ian_Williams says:
::briefly evaluates his options, shrugs up one shoulder, then steps in, scanning for a relatively secluded table with an angle to keep an eye on the door::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::Takes another look over at Gladwyn and winks at her before taking his load of dirty dishes to the kitchen.::
Gladwyn says:
:: Wiggle slightly uncomfortably:: CSO:  If I knew, I would not need to go find out?  Right?  :: catches the wind::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods:: XO: Agreed.  For now, I do not think it wise to let our guard down, especially with the upcoming race.
MO_LtJg_Stevens says:
::stops at a small shop with a greenish metal, inspecting the metal::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::enters the nearest lift and directs it to the third level of shops and restaurants and such::
Gladwyn says:
<CSO_Cmd_Senn> :: hiding a smile at the oddity of that though still a bit concerned she looks back at Theron::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  It might help, but I will happily volunteer to do the research, myself.  I would hate to put anyone else to work during shoreleave.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Waits for T'Shara to exit as the 'lift doors open::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Exits the lift::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: Noted. I will let you deal with it then.  Thank you, Commander, but do not take away from your leave either.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Smiles at Gladwyn's response, then looks at Eris shrugging slightly.  They'd never had any issues with her behavior before.::  CSO:  I don't see why not, as long as she checks in and isn't gone too long.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Slowly makes her way to the turbolift:: TL: Holodeck one.
Gladwyn says:
:: As her mother starts to nod “yes,” she quickly dashes out of her chair before she changes her mind and heads toward where she saw Crocket go.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Tilts her head and reconsiders:: TL: Belay that. Docking bay.
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
<Res> ::Rushes to meet Captain T'Shara and Commander Damrok.::  CO/XO:  Captain, Commander.  ::Bows.::  I am Res, Chief Operations Officer here on the station.
Ian_Williams says:
<aFCO_Ens_Logan> @::absently rubs her eyes, cursing internally the fact she's pulling double duty for the department, then taps a control:: *TIC*: Flight deck from control, be advised we are entering the allotted clearance window for space craft testing. Clearance window will remain open for three hours.
Gladwyn says:
<CSO_Cmd_Senn> CNS:  That was... odd?
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
<Res>  CO/XO: DaiMon Britec is expecting you, and if you follow me, I'll take you to his office.  ::Bows again.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Laughs as Gladwyn dashes off.::  CSO: A little, guess she really wanted to see who she saw.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Glances at Damrok and then to Res.  Nods and follows::  Res: Thank you.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Res:  Thank you.  ::Gives T'Shara a little sideways glance, as he's recognized Res as the officer who greeted them rather rudely upon their return to the station::
Gladwyn says:
<CSO_Cmd_Senn> CNS:  I guess... :: reaches over and snatches some onion and glances up with a smile::  I won't tell Doc if you won't.
Gladwyn says:
:: Not being able to use her wings in such a small space, she is frustrated in trying to find out where Crocket went.::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
<Res> ::Begins moving through the operations center, stopping to see if T'Shara and Damrok are following.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>:: Dumping the dishes off in the sink, he turns and begins moving back toward the restaurant.::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
:;exits the lift and walks out on to the deck of the third level, taking in the scene, as he hasn't yet visited this area::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Continues to follow Res::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Grins.::  CSO:  I ordered it. I'm definitely not going to tell her.

Ian_Williams says:
::watches, listens, as people go on about what he guesses is routine business on this hot mess of a station, head tilting as the occasional potentially interesting nugget catches his ear::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
<Res> ::Stops at a very large latinum door and rings the chime.::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
Outloud:  Come in.
Gladwyn says:
:: frustrated simply calls out just out of her parents range::  Crocket!
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
<Res> ::Opens the door for T'Shara and Damrok and waits until they enter.::
Ian_Williams says:
<aFCO_Ens_Logan> @::figures everyone's busy with this Jarrow maintenance thing, but logs the notification anyway, then settles back... the one down side to piloting a docked ship is that it’s essentially babysitting until it's time to move::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Pauses outside Britec's door, taking a moment to observe the operations center while waiting for T'Shara to enter first::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::As he begins to step out into the main restaurant he hears his name and turns spotting Gladwyn nearby.:: Gladwyn:  Aren't you supposed to be at dinner with your parents?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Enters Britec's office, looking around as she enters.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Follows behind T'Shara::
Gladwyn says:
Crocket:  Yes... what are you doing here?  :: glances back in the direction of her parents.::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
::Turns and smiles.::  CO/XO:  Captain T'Shara, Commander Damrok, always a pleasure to see you both.
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
<Res>  ::Shuts the door behind them.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Bows her head slightly at Britec::  Britec: Good to see you as well.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Britec:  Likewise, DaiMon.  ::Bows slightly as well::  How are you?
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::Glances down at his uniform.:: Gladwyn:  Pretty sure I'm working.  ::Grins.::  Need the extra latinum, so I do some work at the restaurants here as well as The Hangar.
Gladwyn says:
Crocket:  Don't you ever not work?
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
XO:  I am old.  ::Smiles a sharp-tooth smile.::  But I am doing all right.  ::Points to some chairs around a small round table in the corner of the office.::  Please, join me for some morning tea.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Laughs.:: Gladwyn:  Of course, I'm finished up here in a few minutes then don't work for the next sixteen hours or so before I head back to The Hangar.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks over to one of the chairs offered and takes a seat.::
Gladwyn says:
:: Looks back towards her parents then at Crocket::  Crocket: You want to meet later?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Smiles in response::  Britec:  Thank you.  ::Makes his way around and has a seat to T'Shara's left::
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
ACTION:  The station shudders and a loud boom echoes through all decks.  Down in the shuttle hangar of the station, one of the race vessels explodes into a fireball, sending hot plasma into the hanger wall.   Fire suppression and forcefields turn on, keeping damage to a small area....
Host DaiMon_Britec says:
************************** Pause Mission - 5 min time lapse *******************************

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