Host SM-Lyon says:

USS Seleya - 10507.10

"What the...?" - Part 14 (Conclusion)

SUMMARY: Deleah is now a guest of the Federation Council, and the crew of the Seleya have testified and given their impressions of the situation. They have been granted a short R&R while new orders are drafted for them.

<<<<< And now, the conclusion >>>>>

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Sitting in a chair, his eyes closed, meditating. ::

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: In his chair looking around the hall. ::

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
:: Waiting the council's waiting room, keeping quiet and to himself mostly. ::

CO_Capt_Muir says:
:: In the Council chamber, eyeing up the Councilor who now occupies his mother's old spot on the Council, weighing them up. ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Sitting in a chair, slightly removed from the others, trying not to dwell on his "Day-mare". ::

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
:: Stands nervously, thinking about Deleah and trying not to look at A’an, knowing full well what he has just experienced. ::

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
:: Stands as the President talks. ::

Host Pres_Jaresh_Inyo says:
:: Stands and looks at the assembled counselors and the Seleya crew:: All: I think this is enough deliberations for one day. Captain Muir, please go with your crew and enjoy a day or two of shore leave. We will be in contact if we need any other information from you. Deleah will be a guest of the council until such time we have made our decision.

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Hears the words "shore leave" and rouses out of his trance, focusing on his surroundings again. ::

CO_Capt_Muir says:
:: Rises from his seat. :: PJI: Thank you, Mr. President. I hope we have provided you with much food for thought and wish the council fruitful debate on this topic. :: Bows slightly. ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Barely hears the President, stands and waits for them to be formally dismissed. ::

Host Pres_Jaresh_Inyo says:
CO: Indeed you have, Captain. You will have new orders within the next 48 hours. :: Nods at the crew and waits for them to leave. ::

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Raises an eyebrow as shore leave is announced. ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Stands expectantly. ::

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Stands and waits for the crew to leave::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
PJI: Thank you, once again. :: Nods at Deleah, then at the Council, eyes lingering on the Councillor from Trill. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: About turns with uncharacteristic military style and leaves the room after his crew ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Follows Muir out of the Council Chambers. ::

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Follows the rest of the crew. ::

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
:: Follows the Captain. ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Follows the captain out, once outside. :: CO: So where are we headed?

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
:: Follows the crew, slightly behind. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CIV: You're under no obligation to return to the Seleya to sign out on shore leave, so that's really up to you.

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CIV: This time of year you might want to avoid the southern hemisphere. Winter on Earth isn't so pleasant.

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Raises an eyebrow. :: CO: That sounds like you're planning on staying here, captain.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Straightens up and turns to the CO. :: CO:  I think I'll take advantage of the situation and start now.  With your leave sir?

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Pulls out his PADD and stares down at it for a few seconds, then clicks away whatever he was reading during the council session. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CIV: How do you mean?

CIV_Whittiker says:
CO: There was an emphasis on "you" there.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Turns and starts to walk off, not waiting for confirmation. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CIV": Unbeknownst to me.

CO_Captain_Muir says:
FCO: By all means, Commander.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Turns slightly, nod’s at the CO and keeps walking. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
:: Exits his suite of offices and goes outside, the day too nice to stay cooped up in a building. ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
CO: Perhaps it's subconscious.  :: Turns and sees Lyon. :: Lyon: Hello Rojer, haven’t seen you for a while.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Waits until he is out of sight, then staggers into the nearest lavatory and vomits. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Blinks slightly at Whittiker’s quick change of conversation banter. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
:: Hears his name. :: CIV: Ah, Dylan. I see the Seleya is back... caused quite a stir, I must say.

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
:: Taps his COM badge as the group starts to disperse. :: *Seleya*: Nadex to Seleya, one to beam up. Energize. :: Waits for the transport. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
ACTION: The CEO disappears in a swirl of blue sparkles, to appear on board the ship moments later.

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: Come now, Captain, would I ever sign on board a ship that didn't cause a stir?  :: Smiles charmingly. ::

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Looks at Dylan and the Captain then back to whoever decided to stick around. ::

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
@TR Chief: Thanks Chief. :: Steps off the pad and heads out and down the corridor and into a turbo lift. :: Computer: Engineering.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CO: Captain. Good to see you all safely back. :: Grins at Whittiker. :: CIV: Indeed. At least we're not 3 inches tall.

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: Yes, that was an interesting experience.  I seem to remember losing my ship soon after that, however.  So, where are you headed?

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CRL: We're only here for a short while, the President informs me we'll be underway again in 2 days.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Staggers back to his feet, slams his fists into the stall walls a few times, regaining enough composure to tap his COM badge. ::  *Seleya*:  A'an to Seleya, one for transport.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
ACTION: The FCO disappears in a swirl of blue sparkles, to appear moments later on the ship.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CIV: I was kinda looking for the Captain here, but I wasn't going to look very hard for the next two days.

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
*Seleya*: Modalis to Seleya.   One to beam up directly to the bridge.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
#:: Doesn’t bother to talk or look at anyone, just staggers back to his quarters and collapses on the couch. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CO: Yes, I already have your next assignment, but wasn't going to bother you for two days.

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: Yes, he does have a habit of appearing just when you need him, doesn't he?

Host Capt_Lyon says:
:: Shakes his head at Whittiker. :: CIV: If you're not busy later, we can go hit a few clubs. :: Glances at Muir. :: CO: You're welcome to join.

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CRL: Not knowing would bother me much more. Compromise is a brief outline?

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: That sounds...  What kind of clubs?  ::grins openly::

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
#:: Steps out of the TL and down another corridor into Main Engineering. :: ALL: Okay, listen up! :: Waits for the crewmen to stop what they're doing. :: We're going to be laid over here for two days. Leave is granted in shifts; remember, we still need to finish our diagnostic of the warp core. Gamma can go first, be back by 1800. And make sure to register your location with OPS before leaving the ship.

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CRL: :: Blinks, not the most social of people with strangers ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CRL: Uh... sure.

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CRL: Perhaps we should change though? :: Looks at the uniforms. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CO: It’s really just a run out to Betazed and back. Bring in the graduating class of cadets for their commencement. You know - the Fleet flagship and all that.

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
#<Crewmen>CEO: Yes sir! :: Happy murmuring throughout the room. ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
CO: Personally, I think i look best in black.  :: Is wearing his skintight black outfit again, the one that looks like it absorbs any light that strikes it. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
ACTION: The CNS disappears in a swirl of blue sparkles, and appears on the bridge moments later.

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
#:: Appears on the bridge and moves swiftly to her console. :: Computer: Locate Commander A’an.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CIV: How do you know me, Dylan... our kind of clubs of course. The louder the better.

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CO: Excellent use of resources. :: Tries to hide his indifference ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: Oh yes, i do know those clubs very well.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CO: Yes, Captain, it is a nursery run, but think of the kiddies' faces when they see the ship they are going to ride home on.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
All: If you'll excuse me, I'll get back to the Seleya.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CMO: By all means, doctor.

CIV_Whittiker says:
CMO: Come along, Doctor.  get some fun.  it'll do you good.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
CIV: Fun?

CIV_Whittiker says:
CMO: Yes.  You know; those things you do when you're not working.

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
#Crewmen: Okay, dismissed. :: Walks away and into his office, sitting down at his desk. :: Computer: Open duty log for Engineering. :: Begins to enter the orders he just gave into the log. ::

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
CIV: Like, reading and falling asleep to music, or normal people kind of fun?

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: would you think of that club in New Orleans as normal, Rojer?

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CIV: Uhm... the one near that little bistro with the excellent clam chowder? Hmmm... not "normal" in the conventional sense of the word... no.

CIV_Whittiker says:
CMO: There you have it.  And Rojer here should know, he owns a club, after all.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
CIV: Ok, count me in,  I can do with some fun.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
:: Shakes his head. :: CIV: You're thinking of Varesh.

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
#:: Makes her way from the bridge to A’an’s quarters, tired of waiting for the computer to respond. ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: Um yes.  I am.

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
#:: Stands outside Aan's quarters, hearing the chime. ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
#:: Ignores the chimes as long as he can, then snarls. :: DOOR:  WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?!?!?

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
# :: Taps the intercom. :: FCO: Commander, do you have a moment?

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Staggers to the door, triggers the view-pad to see who’s outside and grimaces, knowing the only thing that could possible bring her here now. :: CNS: .......I'm a little preoccupied counselor; I don’t suppose it can wait?

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
#FCO: I'm afraid not, sir.  I'm very concerned about the well-being of one of the senior staff.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
#:: Shakes his head. :: Self:  Damn it...!  :: Triggers the intercom. :: CNS:  One moment.  :: Forces himself to straighten up, grabs a wash cloth and wipes his brow and face, then steels himself. ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
#:: Straightens his uniform and opens the door, still smoldering despite his best efforts. :: CNS:  Come in doctor.

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
#:: Peers in nervously as the doors whoosh open and the ferocity of Aan's response can almost wash her face. ::

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
#:: Widens her eyes in surprise. :: FCO: Doctor?  You're obviously feeling worse than I thought.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CIV/CO/CMO: Tomorrow evening then? I already have plans for tonight, and they don't include going out. Jared is home from a mission... if you know what I mean.

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: Definitely tomorrow night.  What time?

Host Capt_Lyon says:
CIV: Say 9-ish?

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Comes out of the apparent trance he's been in. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CJL: Sounds excellent. See you then.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Nods. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
:: Nods at the three. :: All: very well then, I still have some things to go do. Until tomorrow then...

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Turns suddenly, tapping his badge in the smooth motion. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
*Seleya* One to beam up. Energize.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
ACTION: The CO disappears in a swirl of blue sparkles, to appear on the ship moments later.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
*Seleya*: I'll join the Captain.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
ACTION: The CMO: Disappears in a swirl of blue sparkles, to appear on the ship moments later.

CIV_Whittiker says:
Lyon: Sounds good.  See you then.  I have some...  business to attend to in the meantime, I'm sure you know what I mean.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
:: Gives a knowing smile. :: CIV: Indeed, I do.  Later. :: Walks off to the nearest transport station. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Arrives on the Seleya, and leaves the Transporter room and the CMO behind him. ::

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Follows the CO out of the TR room. :: CO: SO, I guess I'll see you tomorrow evening...

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Turns around the corner, walking towards the holo-deck system. ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Turns around and walks off towards the Betazoid embassy, just to let them know that he's around. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Barely heard the CMO and for some reason thinks the younger man isn't talking to him  ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Turns and moves to the living room nook of his quarters, and motions to an easy chair. ::  CNS:  Most of the ships counselors I've know were doctors of psychology or something related.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:

:: Coughs. :: CO: Are you ok, sir?

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
FCO: True, but it's something rarely acknowledged, especially with Atreides about....:: Grins a little. ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Sits and faces Modalis, and speaks matter-of-factly. :: CNS:  What can I do for you Lt..

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Finally realizes he's being addressed and stops.  ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
CNS:  The doctor has thicker skin than most realize.  :: Fingers a small chain with some odd charms attached to it. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CMO: Pardon me?

CNS_LtJG_Modalis says:
FCO: Well, sir.  I need to tell you that I know.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Hardens his gaze and grows darker. :: CNS:  I thought you might.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
CO: Well, I was talking to you and then... Never mind, I'll see you tomorrow evening, Sir.

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Shortly. :: CNS:  And?

CO_Captain_Muir says:
CMO: Okay, see you then :: Blinks at the CMO's rudeness ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Having finished his discussion with the Ambassador's security chief, he walks out of the Embassy. ::  *Seleya*: One to beam up.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Smiles at the CO then walk’s down the corridor. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
ACTION: The CIV disappears in a swirl of blue sparkles, to appear on the ship moments later.

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Frowns then moves off in the direction of the holo-deck.  ::

CEO_Ens_Nadex says:
#Computer: Access cultural database and pull up text of "A Study in Scarlet" by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, turning to bookmark Nadex-Alpha. :: Looks up to make sure that everyone is working, then resumes his reading from where he left off last. ::

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Arrives, frowning slightly, disturbed by his recent briefing.  The expression disappears within second  of his arrival. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Arrives, using his Captain's privileges to land the reserve holo-deck that isn't in use  ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Loads up his velocity program. ::

FCO_LtCmdr_Aan says:
:: Finishes his conversation with Modalis, leaving the counselor displeased to say the least, and returns to the couch, trying to sleep. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
ACTION: The FCO finds his sleep haunted by old memories... and none of them pleasant.

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Enters a nearby turbo lift. :: TL: Sickbay.

CIV_Whittiker says:
:: Walks to a turbo lift. :: TL: Sickbay.

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Enters the room and changes quickly. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Loads up a good looking guy as his opponent. ::

CO_Captain_Muir says:
:: Starts the first match, shooting the phaser that appeared near his position. ::

CMO_LtJg_Atreides says:
:: Exits the TL and walks into Sickbay. ::

Host Capt_Lyon says:
ACTION: Far away from Earth, in fact far beyond the Gamma Quadrant a black, spider-like looking vessel cruises, following the wake of another it was hunting. Something registers on the sensors, and a feeling of satisfaction goes through the being piloting it. The hunt is still on.

Host Capt_Lyon says:
<<<<< End Mission >>>>>