Avalon Station is to host a reception for its new Commanding Officer, several Federation Delegates will be aboard to welcome Captain Hebert, and officially surrender the station to him, in Captain Cole's absence. All crew are expected to behave accordingly

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<FCO_Letty> 
::scans for the delgation vessels::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: walks into the reception hall looking for anyone familiar ::

The reception hall is filled to the brim, civilians, officers, off duty crew, Admirals, all mingleing and enjoying the buffet

<FCO_Letty> 
::detects two::

<Amb_Vala> 
::takes a last look at her appearance in the mirror of the VIP quarter's she's been assigned and leaves her attache to take care of the mess she is leaving behind::

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::walking into the reception hall and bumps into the CO::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::walks into the reception hall admiring all the scenery:: hhhh not bad if i do say so myself

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::reaches reception hall, stands in doorway, looks around room as he straightens dress uniform::

<Amb_Kreek> 
::stuffing his face with hors'deuvers::

<CTO_Hunter> 	
:: At tactical going over security reports ::

<Amb_Vala> 
::walks calm and sedately to the turbolift, remembering she just loathes to be surrounded from so many people, and of the species... ugghhhh...::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: looks around and notices the packed house - subconsciously tugs at his new red topped uniform and then touchs his fourth pip making sure it was there ::

<Adm_Neverby> 
::standing next to one table of appitizers, looking around the room::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::sees Hebert, moves towards him, checking out all the delegates and brass in the room::

<Amb_Vala> 
::her back gracefully straight, she orders calmly:: TL: Deck 17

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::walks over to the buffet table,see the klingin ambassdor,taps him on the back with his cane::hey sonny you going to leave some for the rest of us

<FCO_Letty> 
CTO:  Hi Hunter.  How's it going?

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::is getting a bite to eat from one of the tables::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: looks around checking out all the new faces hoping to get this high brass stuff over asap ::

<Adm_Neverby> 
::watches the Captain from across the room,  noteing his obvious discomfort:: Self: Children..

<Amb_Kreek> 
::looks over at the human::Dunnsteir:Do not poke me

<Amb_Vala> 
::waits for the slow turbolift to take her there... it's so horrible to be in a Federation Station... if they were in charge, things would be running much better::

<CTO_Hunter> 
FCO_Letty: Hi Letty good you

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::Reaches the Captain::  CO:  Captain Hebert, sir.  ::offers hand to shake::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::looks up::kreek then move over so the rest of us can eat ya overgrown........

<FCO_Letty> 
CTO:  Pretty good.  How's security?

<CO_Hebert> 
:: smiles at Macleod, and shakes hands ::  CEO:  I have read your file, congratulations on your promotion.

<Amb_Vala> 
::the turbolift finally stops, and the doors open in deck 17... she walks gracefully towards the dining hall::

<Adm_Neverby> 
::walks purposefully across the room towards the stations new Commanding Officer::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CO: Thankyou sir, and welcome to Avalon.

<CTO_Hunter> 
FCO_Letty: Think we better get going or we will be late.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CO:  Just wanted to let you know, my best team is on duty tonight, and everything is five by five.

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Heads for the TL ::

<Amb_Kreek> 
::turns around and grabs another tray of deviled eggs and scarfs them up is a rather disgusting manner:: Dunnsteir:move to another part of the table, it would be dishonerable to have to injure an old man like yourself

<Amb_Vala> 
::enters... the place already packed with people... so disgusting::

<CO_Hebert> 
CEO:  Thank you.  I trust this should go quite easily.  I believe in this crew, and I know it can handle it self.

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::tries to make way to see the CO but the crowd is not letting up::

<Amb_Vala> 
::spots the other ambassadors and walks their way... at least they are ambassadors although she knows Kreek smells like... like... well, like a Klingon::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CO:  You bet...  Enjoy the evening, sir.

<Adm_Neverby> 
::bumps a crewman out of the way, watching him sputter as he realize who just nudged him:: CO:  Captain Hebert?

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
kreek:old man hmmm well see

<CO_Hebert> 
CO:  Aye, Sir.  Welcome aboard Avalon, I trust your trip was satisfactory.

<Adm_Neverby> 
::snorts:: CO: Is your senior staff assembled Captain?

<CO_Hebert> 
:: grins ::  Admiral:  Sir, with this many people, I am still checking.  I have made an announcement, they should be all here.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::turns and heads for the bar::

<Amb_Vala> 
::approaches them:: Kreek, Dunn, S'lia: Greetings. ::with a curt nod::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::turns around as he see's vala approach and nudges kreek in the side with his elbow::kreek would you look at her dand if only i was youger by about twenty years..

<Amb_Kreek> 
::spots the romulan and growls::Vala:Do not stare at me or I'll tear your eyes out and feed them to my pet targ ::growls again::

<Computer>  
Just a reminder, all senior staff of Avalon should be in the Reception Hall on Deck 17 at this time.

<Adm_Neverby> 
::frowns and makes his way towards the podium, gestureing for Hebert to follow::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::looks around the reception hall at the way everyone is acting::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::bows slightly:: Vala: Greetings.

<CO_Hebert> 
:: follows Admiral Neverby to the podium ::

<Amb_Vala> 
::raises an eyebrow bare millimetres:: Kreek: You wouldn't dare... your people would make sure you remained without honor if you did. ::contemptuous::

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Enters the tl :: Computer: Deck 17 FCO: You coming?

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
Barkeep:  An old english dark ale please

<Amb_Vala> 
::wonders if the stupid guy will get the "remain"... meaning he has none as of now::

<FCO_Letty> 
CTO:  Just a sec.

<Amb_Kreek> 
Vala:There is nothing dishonorable about injuring a romulan ::says romulan like it leaves a bad aftertaste in his mouth::

<Adm_Neverby> 
::bangs his hand agains the side of the podium:: ALL: Ladies and Gentlemen, quiet down please.

<CTO_Hunter> 
Computer: Hold.

<Amb_Vala> 
Kreek: It is if you lose your private parts in the encounter ::a small smile playing in her lips::

Sound slowly dies down to a murmur.

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::mumbles out side of mouth::damn good looking and a temper too hmmm maybe thirty years youger would be better

<FCO_Letty> 
::follows the CTO into the TL::

<CTO_Hunter> 
Computer: Deck 17.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::picks up drink, takes a good sized gulp::  Self:  Ahhh.  Nothing like a good synth-ale.

<Adm_Neverby> 
ALL: Avalon Senior Staff, Front and center please.

<Amb_S`lia> 
Vala/Kreek: This behavior is unbecoming for people of your statue.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::glowers at Vala and looks over at the podium::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::puts drink down, assumes front and center::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: notes in his head who is here and who is late watching at the Avalon Crew steps forward ::

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Exits tl and head for the Reception room ::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::pinches S'lia::hmmm she does feel as good as she looks hehehehe

<Adm_Neverby> 
::watches the crew slowly straggle towards the front::

<CTO_Hunter> 
FCO_Letty: Come on were late...

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Starts to run ::

<FCO_Letty> 
::exits the TL and heads for the Reception::  CTO:  Coming..

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
s'lia:oops sorry ma'am didn't mean to do that

<Amb_Kreek> 
::lowers voice only slightly::S'lia:stay out of this Vulcan

<Adm_Neverby> 
ALL: As you know, we are gathered here today to formerlly transfer Command of this Starfleet Installation over to the Captain Michael Hebert.

<Amb_Vala> 
S'lia: He started ::shrugs:: Like the piece of... Klingon he is.

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Enters the Reception at a fast walk :: 

<Amb_S`lia> 
::gives Dunnsteir a stern look:: Dunnsteir: I am sure

<FCO_Letty> 
::walks Steathly into the room, no one see's the entering::

<Adm_Neverby> 
ALL: This important event marks not only a landmark in the career of that officer, but also a re-affirmation of Starfleet's intention to maintain a presence in this sector of space.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::waves to CTO and FCO, thinks "over here"::

<Amb_S`lia> 
Kreek: I was asked here for just this reason, keeping you from killing each other.  The death of either of you would serve no purpose.

<CO_Hebert> 
:: stands in front stern, yet very proud thinking he knows he will get along with this crew ::

<FCO_Letty> 
::spots the CEO::  Self:(whispering)  Drat!

<Adm_Neverby> 
Captain Hebert, Step forward please.

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Steathly Head for the CEO ::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: walks up to the Admiral and stands next to him ::

<Amb_Kreek> 
S'lia:I won't be the one dying here today ::continues glowering::

<FCO_Letty> 
::walks over to the CEO, unnoticed by everyone else::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CTO/FCO:  Hey lads, glad you could make it.

<CMO-Kriss> 
::Almost runs into room::Sorry for the delay, I had an urgent matter with my son.

<Adm_Neverby> 
By the authority vested in me by Starfleet Command, I hereby surrender Avalon Station to your sole Command.

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::pulls at his white beard::kreek:you going to move so the rest of can eat or you just going to eat the whole table your self::slams can down on kreek boot::

<Adm_Neverby> 
Computer, so note in station's log.

<Amb_Vala> 
::ignores S'lia purposefully... what a snot::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::nods at Vala:: Vala: I see that.  ::looks at Adm. Neverby::

<CO_Hebert> 
Admiral:  Thank you, sir.

<CTO_Hunter> 
CEO: Yeah me too Had to check some seurity reports 

<CO_Hebert> 
Admiral:  I relieve you sir.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::grabs Dunnsteirs cne and snaps it in half::

<FCO_Letty> 
::turns sharply at the word "surrender", then realizes they are making the CO the CO of the Station::

<Adm_Neverby> 
Captain: I stand relieved.  Feel free to address this gathering, and end the formal ceremony as you see fit.

<FCO_Letty> 
CEO:  Not only that, I stalled him.

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
kreek: hey that cost me ya stupid klingon your going to replace it or else,you got me

<Amb_S`lia> 
Dunnsteir/Kreek: Abassadors please... this behavior is undignified.

<Amb_Vala> 
::sighs... these ceremonies are so boring... takes a glass of some beverage from a passing waiter::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::Smiles at FCO and CTO:: 

<Amb_Kreek> 
Dunnsteir:Are you threatening me Human?

<Amb_Vala> 
S'lia: Why don't you mind your own business?

<Adm_Neverby> 
::steps back::

<CTO_Hunter> 
FCO_Letty: Will don't worry about it..

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::looks at s'lia::S'lia ummm i'll deal with you later little missey

<CO_Hebert> 
:: nods and walks up to the podium ::

<Amb_S`lia> 
Vala: These negotiations are my business.

<CO_Hebert> 
all:  I knew Captain Cole very well... and I can only hope to succed him.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::uses one of the cane pieces to crack Dunnsteir across the back of the head::

<FCO_Letty> 
::adds to himself: But no to surpass::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
kreek: you hurt a pitiful old man like me please you could hurt that little oh fly on the table

<CO_Hebert> 
all:  I might make a few changes to this station, but I will do my best to serve Starfleet and I know my crew can only do their best to serve me.

<Amb_Vala> 
S'lia: And meddling into other's affairs are your business as well I see. I am glad my people left Vulcan.

<Amb_S`lia> 
::glances sideways at Dunnsteir::

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::looks at the new CO, thinking wow this guy is cute and has a nice voice::

<Adm_Neverby> 
::notices a rather loud argument ensueing::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
s'lia:yes miss my room sometime tonight and i'll teach ya what it is to be a ma'am..

<Amb_S`lia> Vala: 
Your people leaving Vulcan allowed for you to become overly emotional.  

<CO_Hebert> 
all:  To the crew of Avalon, I can only say I am glad to be here and I hope to meet you all during this reception commencement :: stops when he hears the argument grow louder, stares at the CTO ::

<Adm_Neverby> 
::looks at the Station's CO::

<Amb_Kreek> 
::picks up Dunnsteir and smashes him down in the middle of the table::Dunnsteir:Are you happy? you are at the buffet table now

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::nudges CTO to look at Amb Kreek and Dunnstier::  CTO:  Whats with those two?

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::looks at the ones arguing since she is nearby them::

<CO_Hebert> 
As my first order of Avalon, Please commence with the reception.  Drinks please... :: nods to a waiter and then back to the Admiral ::

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Head for  Amb Kreek and Dunnstier ::

<Amb_Vala> 
S'lia: It allowed us to detach ourselves from people like you, which is good enough. Emotions are not bad... you feel them like anyone else, you just are presumptuous. Our race improved thanks to this separation.

<Adm_Neverby> 
::nods to the Captain and fades into the background::

<Amb_S`lia> 
Dunnsteir: I don't beleive that is necessary... ::watches at Kreek picks Dunnsteir up:: 

<CO_Hebert> 
:: walks off the podium and towards the CTO and Kreek ::

<CMO-Kriss> 
::Wonders what all the comotion is about::

Dunnsteir has a bleeding nose

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
pushes himself out of the jello salad::kreek : is that all you got sir

<CTO_Hunter>  
Amb Kreek and Amb Dunnstier: Whats the problem here?

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::steps back, away from the comotion::  Self:  So much for a pleasent evening.

<CO_Hebert> 
:: taps combadge ::  *security* to the reception hall.

<Amb_Vala> 
::watches the ambassadors:: Aloud to all: Just to show everyone what kind of people they are.

<Amb_S`lia> 
Vala: We chose to rise above our emotions, they do not control us.  Unlike you.  You are ruled by your emotions.

Elsewhere in the reception a klingon takes a swing at annother human,  a little fight breaks out

<Amb_Kreek> 
CTO:Stay out of it ::sees dunsteir get up and punches him square in stomach::

<CMO-Kriss> 
::Heads towards the ambassadors, someone is bound to get hurt.::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::looks at the new young guy walking up,wipes nose::nothing we can't handle sonny::punches kreek inthe jaw::

<Amb_Vala> 
S'lia: You are trying to be insulting, but you don't realize you don't insult me. ::takes a pastry filled with cream::

Dunnsteir crumples like a wet rag, I think he might be mad now...

<FCO_Letty> 
::runs toward the new fight::

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::starts to move out of the way when she is pushed down right in front of the CO::

<Amb_Vala> 
::throws it at S'lia's face:: S'lia: I am glad that you cannot be offended.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::looks at dunnsteir like he's a kitten trying to scratch him::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::grabs CMO by the arm::  CMO:  Just a minute doc, you don't want to get in the middle of that.

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Pulls out his Hand phaser and sets it on stun ::  Amb Kreek and Dunnstier: I most ask that you Stop are I'll fire!

<CO_Hebert> 
:: walks up to the Ambassadors ::  _r_n:: Picks up Jawnara ::  
Are you ok?

<NPC_Jawnara> 
CO:  Yeah I'm fine

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
Kreek you'll pay for that::reaches down to what is left of his cane and pulls out the hidden knife from inside  of it::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::wipes the pastry from herface:: Vala: And you are not insulted?  ::tries to maitain her haughty air::

<CO_Hebert> 
CTO:  have security stop those two men when they are done, then separate them.  I want them escorted to their quarters.

<Amb_Vala> 
::takes old Kreek's mug of bloodwine and empties it on S'lia's head:: S'lia: To wash off the cream... and no, I am not insulted by inferior people.

<CO_Hebert> 
Jawnara :: looks into her eyes as she stands ::  Are you sure?

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CMO:  I wonder where they learned to fight?

<CTO_Hunter> 
CO_Hebert: Aye sir.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::rushes the CTO and tackels him::CTO:Never threaten a Klingon!

<CMO-Kriss> 
CEO:What are they fighting about?  Have you met the new CO yet?  I'm sure my tardiness has been duly noted and I will be reprimanded.

<NPC_Jawnara> 
CO:  Yeah I am fine  just got a slight scratch nothing serious

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::stumbles over to the two female Amb:: excuse me you two but who wants to come to my room first,hmmm i have a thing for vulcans them pointy ears ya know

<Amb_Vala> 
::knows the Praetor won't be happy with her performance, but with all the mess who's gonna notice?::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: nods :: Jawnara:  Excuse me.

the CTO looses his grip on his phaser

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CMO: Don't know, just ambassadors I guess.  I have met the Captain, and I don't thinik so.

<NPC_Jawnara> 
CO:  Sure duty calls

<Amb_Vala> 
::points at S'lia:: Dunnsteir: She's the Vulcan here.

<CO_Hebert> 
:: sees the phaser fly and goes to pick it up from the ground ::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::picks up the punch bowl and pours it over Vala's head:: Vala: Inferior indeed.

a couple of bewildered security officers walk into the room,  the owner of the Klingon restaurant jumps ontop of them, and they are shortly kept very busy

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Looks the Klingon in the eyes ::

Scattered fights break out all over the room, those not interested in combat begin wailing and rushing towards the exits.

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
vala :put is just the pointy ears that do it for me::pinvhes vala on her nehind,and winks at her::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: picks up the phaser ::_r_n:: Yells in his loudest yet strongest voice ::_r_nEveryone HOLD!  Are I will have you permantly banned from here.

<Amb_Vala> 
::stands proud, drenched in punch:: S'lia: Which comes to prove my point... you feel all the emotions. How did you like your little getback? I now can tell that I found what makes a Vulcan tick ::her musical laugh rises over the noises in the room::

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: trys flipping the klingon to the ground::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: aims at the klingon that jumped security ::

<CMO-Kriss> 
CEO: I'm heading towards the exit. You?

<Amb_S`lia> 
Dunnsteir:  I think she would enjoy your company more.  ::nods at Vala::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CMO:  Doc, I thinks its safer by the bar, shall we.

<Amb_Vala> 
::turns at Dunnsteir and punches him hard on his jaw:: Dunn: That will teach you

<Amb_Kreek> 
::slams the CTOS head inot the floor::CTO:Are you Eye balling me boy? ::grows loudly::

Nobody listens to the Captain, and he cant seem to aim too well due to the fact that their is now a full scale riot in progress

<CO_Hebert> 
:: pushes him self to get to the podium and thinks :: Fine... Let's let them fight it out..._r_nComputer, seal this room and lock.  No Entry, no Exit.  Hebert Alpha 459.

A few more security officers wander in, they get bowled over by the crowd making for the exit

<Amb_S`lia> 
Vala: Justified in my actions Vala ::glares at her::

<Amb_Kreek> 
::pulls his dahk'tagh from his boot::

<CMO-Kriss> 
::CEO and I head towards the bar while keeping an eye on the situation::

<CTO_Hunter> 
Amb_Kreek: Sir you are a HuH.

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
:looks up::hmmm you like it rough huh,hmm we can get that out of you::punches vala in the stomach,and quickly kisses s'lia on the cheeck::naa it's the vulcans smell,yep thats it

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::tries to leave the hall but the door closes right in front of her::  Self:  Darn

As the doors slam shut people begin to scream and turn against one annother,  of the nearly 3,000 people attending the reception, more than 2,000 of them are now involved in a blood fest.

<Amb_Vala> 
::grins openly at S'lia:: S'lia: And now you are glaring!!! ::starts laughing as Dunnsteir kisses the Vulcan, grabbing her stomach cause it hurts::

<FCO_Letty> 
::spots the weapon and heads for the CTO::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CMO:  What would you say to anestizene gasing the room, they can sort this out later.

<CO_Hebert> 
:: now standing on the podium looks around and sees a klingon getting ready to smash a chair on someone ::

The Klingon Bartender charges the Captain with his Batleth

<Amb_Vala> 
::sees her chance and kicks Dunnsteir in the behind::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::quickly,turns around and pinches vala on her behind::yep we can  teach you ral quick

<Amb_S`lia> 
::looks at Dunnsteir as he moves away from her:: Vala: You will damage yourself laughing like that.

<CMO-Kriss> 
Computer: Surround the fighting individuals with a force field and envelope them with anesthezine:

<CO_Hebert> 
:: sees the Klingon charge him and recalls his Tactical Officer Experience with Klingons on the Ganymede and easily evades the Klingon ::

<Amb_Vala> 
::rises her knee... kicking hard on Dunnsteir's you-know-where:: Dunn: I am a fast learner.

<Adm_Neverby> 
<Computer> Kriss: Please enter command authorization.

<Amb_Vala> 
S'lia: You're a perpetual source of amusement

<Amb_Kreek> 
::stabs the CTO in a non vital area not knowing human anatomy very well and stands up::

<CMO-Kriss> 
Computer: Authorization Rushing 7654.

<Amb_S`lia> 
::pushes Vala backwards:: Vala: Amusement am I?

<CO_Hebert> 
:: shoots phaser once at a light stun at the klingon who is attempting to impale him ::

<Ens_Dolittle>  
*CO* Captain? This is Ensign Dolittle on the bridge sir, were reading an energy disturbance 1,000 km out sir.

<FCO_Letty> 
::grabs the arm holding the Knife::  Kreet:  That isn't a very good Idea.

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
vala:hey i like them that way  temper and a fight to the end hmmm we could have so much fun in a better enviorement

<Amb_Vala> 
S'lia: Resorting to pushing now? This tale will be told on Romulus for ages!

The klingon bartender roars and attempts to slice Hebert's head off, but is intercepted by a Security Ensign.

<Amb_Vala> 
::pushes S'lia with too much force, against Dunnsteir::

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::tries to move to a safe place but no one will let her move::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::pulls out type two phaser from under tunic, sets to stun::  Self:  Now this is getting fun.

<CO_Hebert> 
*Dolittle*  Understood... Mr. Dolittle, please beam all the women out of this room if you can... which I doubt...nevermind... keep me posted.

Red Alert Siren's Sound all over the Station.

<CTO_Hunter>
 	:: Screams In pain ::

<Amb_S`lia> 
Vala: Speak all you wish ::regains her footing and lunges at Vala::

<Ens_Dolittle> 
*CO* Sir! Romulan Warbird decloaking, her shields and weapons are ready sir!

<Amb_Vala> 
::moves to a side and lets S'lia pass her by::

<FCO_Letty> 
::Wrenches knife away from Kreet, with free hand::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: walks to the door and puts the codes in and leaves the reception hall ::

<Amb_Kreek> 
::roars and looks for an ensign to kill::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 	
::looks for a target, who to shoot first::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::see's kreek,stumbles over to him and punches him in the side::hmmm  did that hurt klingon.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::takes aim on Dunnsteir, fires::

	The Romulan warbird fires a warning shot past the station and the 	room shudders

<CO_Hebert> 
:: walks out onto the bridge and tells the computer: All Senior Officers to their stations immediately.

<CMO-Kriss> 
::goes to help the CTO's injury::
<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Laying on the floor blooding trys getting up ::

<Computer> 
ALL: All Senior Staff, Report to the Bridge.

<FCO_Letty> 
CTO:  You alright?

<CO_Hebert> 
Bridge:  Report.

<Amb_Vala> 
::watches the CTO down and shakes her head at everyone::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::runs to TL::

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Looks at the FCO :: FCO: Does it look like I'm alright?

<Ensign Dolittle> 
CO: Sir, they just appeared, then I called you, and I dont remember what happened sir, I think I bashed my head ::bleeding, runs down to sickbay::

CMO-Kriss 
::repairs wound and gives a hypospray for pain relief::

<FCO_Letty> 
CTO:  Not really, but you'll be gald to know that tjere is a forcefeild around the culprit.

<Amb_Vala> 
CTO: What kind of CTO are you that you cannot remain on your feet? ::shakes her head again and moves to the bridge to tell the Captain a piece of her mind::

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::runs to her quarters and gets her emergency bag and begins heading to a nearby escape pod::

<Amb_S`lia> 
Vala: Now who is acting superior?  ::watches Vala::

<CO_Hebert> _
Ops:  Hail them.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::enters TL::  TL: Bridge!

<CMO-Kriss> 
CTO:Feeling better?

<FCO_Letty> 
Kreek: Can I let you out of that forcefeild now?

<Amb_Kreek> 
::grabs Dunnsteer by what remains of his collar and punches him in the face once again::Human: you touch me againand you will DIE

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::looks at chest::you want to play rough huh::jumps on kreeks back and tries to administer a sleeper hold::

<Amb_Vala> 
S'lia: I don't act superior, I am superior, and if you were Romulan you'd know the difference ::walks through the corridors::

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Stands up :: CMO: Yes thank you. 

<CMO-Kriss> 
CTO:We better get to the bridge.

<CO_Hebert> _
:: looks around and sees no one at that station - walks up to the station and answers the hail ::Warbird:  This is Captain Michael Hebert of Avalon Station, Why have you fired on this station.

<Amb_Vala> 
::enters the TL:: TL: Bridge.

The Warbird fire's annother warning shot.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::reaches bridge,  moves to bridge engineering console::  *ENG* Engineering, transfer master control to bridge.

<CTO_Hunter> 
CMO-Kriss: I'll be right with you.

<CMO-Kriss> 
::heads towards TL, gets in:: Bridge

<Kavalak> 
COMM: Avalon: Avalon Station, this is the RSE Black Dawn,  we attempted to hail you earlier with no response.  We have been sent to convey the Ambassadors to their conference.

<CO_Hebert> 
:: walks up to science station while waiting for a response ::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::hits the floor hard looks up and see's s'lia and vala fighting::hmmm you got to love it hen the woman fight

<Amb_Vala> 
::exits the TL and enters the bridge:: CO: I have to make a statement here, Captain Hebert, I think your station is a disgrace for this galaxy.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::picks Dunnsteir up and slams him into the floor denting the bulkhead::

<FCO_Letty> 
::walks over to the two fighteres::  Kreek, Dunnstier:  Stop.  There is a warbird outside firing at us.

<CO_Hebert> 
COMM: Kavalak.  :: chuckles :: I like your wake up call.  Very well.  Please standby.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::checks power allocation levels, sets condition 1SQ, power priority to shields and weapons::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::shakes her head:: Self: These negotiations will be impossible now...  ::goes after Vala::

<CO_Hebert> 
*CTO*  Please tell the Ambassador that a warbird has arrived.

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CO:  Captain, shields and weapons have main power priority.

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
S'lia:hey my room tonight i'll get the hot tub ready it looks like we will both need it,hmmm bathing suits are optional of course

<Amb_Vala> 
::waves her hands in front of Hebert:: CO: Hello? Anybody home?

<CTO_Hunter> 
Ambs: A  warbird has arrived.

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::senses that she is in no danger, she heads backs to her quarters and puts her emergency bag back until the next time::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::slowly gets up::kreek,i'm going to kill you::slowly gets up,spits in kreeks face then follows it with a quick punches to his jaw::

<CTO_Hunter> 
Ambs: Please follow me to the TR ::

<CO_Hebert> 
*Computer, please anounce for all Ambassadors to please report to the Transporter room.

<FCO_Letty> 
::attempts to separate the two quarrelling Abasadors::

<Amb_Kreek> 
Dunnsteir:You are a disgrace to your race, insulting a vulcan woman by your propositions is without honor

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::brings all avaliable fusion reactors to STAND-BY::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::turns to Dunnsteir:: Dunnsteir: Ambassador, you must explain this obsession you have.

<Amb_Vala> 
::goes in front of the CO and grabs him by his shoulders and shakes him:: CO: Hello????????

<Computer>  
ALL: All Ambassadors, report to Transporter Room One, Deck 4.

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Heads for the Tl ::

<CO_Hebert> 
COMM:  Warbird, the Ambassadors are being assembled in the Transporter Room... I will tell you when they are ready.

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
kreek::ya put she's a real looker don't you agree

<Amb_Kreek> 
::grabs Dunnstier by the neck adn lifts him half a meter off the floor::Dunsteir:You cannot hurt me though I will KILL YOU ::roars and squeezes::

<CTO_Hunter> 
:: Waits by the tl for the Ambs ::

<Kavalak> 
COMM: Avalon: Very good Captain,  I appreciate the lack of trouble.  It would be most unfortunate if I should have to kill you while they were still aboard ::smiles nicely::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::headbuts kreek right in the nose::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: looks around for a chair and notices none around and decided to sit on top of a console while shaking his head :: *CTO*  Please report when all Ambassadors are ready for transport.

<Amb_S`lia> 
::walks over to the two men:: Kreek: Unhand the Terran ambassador.

<FCO_Letty> 
::grabs Kreek, pulling him off of Dunntier::

<Amb_Vala> 
::starts yelling:: CO: Captain Hebert, you are a disgrace to everyone and everything and I will make sure your superiors find out! ::turns on her heels and leaves for the transporter room::

<CO_Hebert> 
:: reopens the channel :: COMM: Kavalak:  Understood... I am glad you thought about how we would feel, I will signal when ready. Avalon Out.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::drops Dunnsteir when he hears the announcement::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::see's who came over to help him::ya nice of you missey::kisses her on the cheek again::

<FCO_Letty> 
::releases his hold::

<Amb_Kreek> 
::wipes a small drop of purple blood from his nose and very subtly laughs::

<CTO_Hunter> 
::Set phaser to full stun an shoots all of the Ambs ::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::takes a step back, nods slightly:: Dunnsteir: It is as it should be.

<Amb_Vala> 
::enters Transporter room and looks around... well where is everyone?::

<Amb_Kreek> 
::finds a panel::*Bridge*:I take it that my Ship arrived to pick me up?

<FCO_Letty> 
CTO:  What did you do that for?

<CO_Hebert> 
*Kreek*  That's a roger.

<CO_Hebert> 
*CTO*  I am reading phaser fire, please report!

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::joins kreek ::and i take it that the federation has sent me a vessel of my standing requires

<CMO-Kriss> 
::arrives on the bridge::

<Amb_Kreek> 
::is only fazed by the beam::

<CO_Hebert> _
:: sees the doctor ::  CMO:  Do you know what Lt. Hunter just did...

the CTO's blast goes wide

<Amb_Vala> 
::stays standing still, and nods at her attache who arrives carrying her bags::

the CTO shoots a beam and it falls on him, making him dizzy.

<CTO_Hunter> 
CO_Hebert: Sir I need help down here

<CMO-Kriss> 
CO: I am unaware of his actions since I left the reception.

<CO_Hebert> 
:: his face gets abnormally calm then he chuckles ::_r_nCMO:  He tried shooting the ambassadors. :: shakes head ::

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
CO:  Captain.  We could flood the effected decks with anestizine gas, sort it all out later.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::grunts and walks to the transporter room expecting to be back on his vessel soon::

<FCO_Letty> 
::grabs Kavalak::

<Amb_S`lia> 
::joins the other Ambassadors:: And I trust that my ship has been made ready as well.

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::leaves her quarters to go to get a bite to eat considering that she wasn't able to eat very much at the reception for the new CO::

Most of the riot has dispursed, and the Ambassadors appear to be chatting nicely while they walk towards the Transporter room.

<CMO-Kriss> 
*CTO* Anyone injured?

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
::falls in behind s'lia::hmmm real nice i like it::pinches her again::

<FCO_Letty> 
CTO: come, they aren't mad any more.

<FCO_Letty> <delete second last statemant>

<CO_Hebert> 
:: shakes head at Kriss ::_r_nOnly my wits, Doctor.... I would go to see if Lt Hunter has taken hiself out with that phaser.

<Amb_S`lia> 
::turns to Dunnsteir:: Dunn: Ambassador, I think you should watch where you put those hands.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::places his Dahk'tagh back in his boot and removes his communication device:: (In Klingonese)COM*IKS Krack*:Captain, Why are you Early?

<FCO_Letty> 
CTO:  You alright down there?  ::helps the CTO to his feet::

<Transporter Tech> 
::waits for the Ambassadors::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
s'lia:yes ma'am,they do have a mind of there own don't they,so amb your ship or mine,i here vulcan is real nice this time of year..

<Kavalak> 
COMM: Avalon: Captain Im waiting.  ::impatient::

<CO_Hebert> 
*Transport Chief*  Please beam the Ambassadors as soon as they are ready.

<CMO-Kriss> 
:;Heads to TR to check on the CTO and the Ambassadors.::Heads to TL::Transporter Room

<CEO_MacLEOD> 
::listens to the comm. traffic from down below, shakes head, and grins::

<CO_Hebert> 
COMM:  Mr. Kavalok, like I said, the Ambassadors were enjoying themselves so much, they were still in the reception hall.  Now please wait until I signal their rediness to transport.  Avalon Out.

<CMO-Kriss> 
::Exits TL to see the CTO and the Ambassadors calmy entering the TR::

Kreek gets only static.

<Amb_S`lia> 
::enters the transporter room with Kreek and Dunnsteir:: Dunnsteir: You have heard well, Ambassador.

<NPC_Jawnara> 
::walks by someone in need on her way to her favorite eating establishment and helps them out cleaning up after the riot did some damage::

<CMO-Kriss> ::enters TR::

<Transporter Tech> 
*CO* Captain, the Ambassadors are ready for Transport.

<Amb_Kreek> 
::taps his communicator and tries again only gettign static so he slams it down on the floor and smashes it with his boot::

<Kavalak> COMM: Avalon: Hurry up Captain.

<CMO-Kriss> 
CTO: Everything under control.  There was phaser fire reported, who was hit?

<Amb_S`lia> 
Tech: Are all of the ships ready?

<FCO_Letty> 
::heads for the nearest TL::

<Amb_Vala> 
::looks at the Ambassadors:: Ambs: Well, finally! ::takes her stance proudly on the transporter pad::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
S'lia:so your ship it is then,hmmm it's been awhile since i lat visited vulcan..

<Amb_Kreek> 
::arrives in the transporter room and gets on the padd::

<FCO_Letty> 
::enters TL::  TL: Bridge

<CO_Hebert> 
*TR Chief* Please start transport.  You have the coordinates.

<Tech> 
S'lia: All?  Um, you guys' ship is.

<Tech> 
*CO* Aye sir.

<CO_Hebert> _
COMM:  Kavalok, The Ambassadors are on their way now.

<Amb_S`lia> 
Dunnsteir:  Then you have been away too long.

<Amb_Kreek> 
Tech:Her ship?

<Kavalak> <Tech>
::beams the ambassadors aboard the Warbird::

<Amb_S`lia> 
Tech: One ship? 

<Kavalak> 
ACTION: The Ambassadors Materialize on the Warbird behind Kavalak

<CMO-Kriss> 
::pulls out a medical tricorder and scans the CTO::CTO:Apparently you stunned yourself but nothing that won't repair itself.

<Amb_Kreek> 
Kavalak:What is the meaning of this?

<Kavalak> 
::turns and pulls his disruptor, sets it on heavy stun and fires on the Terran, Vulcan, and Klingon Ambassadors, knocking them out.

<Amb_S`lia> 
Kavalak:  What is the meaking of this outrage?

<Amb_Vala> 
@::salutes sternly the transporter tech, and then smiles at Kavalak::

<Amb_Dunnsteir> 
one ship::looks around after he is beamed,dang burn it it would have to be s pile of junk like a warbird wouldn't it

<CTO_Hunter> 
CMO-Kriss: No I'm not feeling very good.

The Warbird recloaks and heads off into the night.....

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