Summary:  The CEO, EO, and XO are on Sagav Prime on shore leave and the rest of the crew are on Avalon Station enjoying what is left of shore leave.

<<<<<<Star Trek Neutral Zone Mission #135 - Youthful Emergence>>>>>>

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<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::on Sagav Prime, fishing in a damp uniform::

<Victoria> ::dresses::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::on Sagav Prime, snoozing in a tree::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::In quarters resting::

<Paladine> ::sleeping, clutching pillow::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::casting::

<Tim> @ ::pokes Kinsale:: Catch anything?

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::winces::

<Victoria> ::looks down at Paladine and considers waking him to help her pack::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @Tim:  What do you do here?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::In ready room, desk piled with PADD's displaying historical texts on his family history.  Continued to read, sipping slowly on some iced tea::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::smiles as she dreams of the wonderful time on the holodeck::

<Paladine> ::twists and turns::

<Tim> @ ::thinks:: CEO:Ummm... I work at the spaceport usually.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @Tim: So, why don't you get back to work.  I'm on vacation, you know.

<Victoria> ::walks over to the bed and lightly sits next to him, resting a hand on his shoulder.  Tries to calm him with her touch::

<Tim> @ ::grins:: CEO: I began my vacation this morning. what a coincidence.

<Paladine> ::stops thrashing::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::smile fades as her dreams turn to nightmares::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @Tim: I see.  ::packing up fishing gear again::

<Victoria> ::gently moves a lock of hair that lays across his face::

<Jules> ACTION:  A group of adults come running by the CEO and knock her into the pond.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @oof

<Tim> @ ::laughs::

<Paladine> ::breathing returns to normal, hugs her hand::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::gives up and stays in the water::

<Tim> @ ::falls on the grass laughing his butt off::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::wakes up in a cold sweat::  Computer:  lights.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::shakes her head to clear her eyes of water and begins swimming out to the middle of the pond::

<Victoria> ::thinks:: ~~rest my beloved, get some well deserved rest~~

<Paladine> ::sleeps::

<Victoria> ::stands and exits his quarters::

<Tim> @ CEO: Weeee...looks like fun... CANONBALL !!!  ::runs and dives in the pond next to the CEO his knees tucked to his chest::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::wakes up, feeling refreshed, and quickly climbs down the tree::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::continuing to swim around, enjoying the sun::

<Victoria> ::enters the TL:: TL: CMO's quarters

<Jules> <Adult1>  CEO:  Hey, what a great idea.  Let's go swimming!!

<Paladine> ::begins to thrash and speak in ancient Latin after she leaves::

<Victoria> ::enters her quarters and walks about, trying to decide what to pack and what to trash::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Swings her legs over her bed and doubles over as she attempts to stand:: Self:  Ugh!

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::looks around and skips off in the direction of some noises::

<Victoria> ::looks at the closet and pulls out her luggage and a few boxes::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Self:  I can't be drunk.  It was a holodeck simulation,...I think.
 
<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::swimming over and climbing out onto shore and hiking off into the woods, back towards the main complex::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::squishing in her boots as she walks::

<Paladine> Speaking in sleep: Seplecus Arthurus Rex Futurus <Snowpaw> ::oh this is not good::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Tries to get up but falls back on her bed::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::gradually the sounds of the splashing in the pond recede behind her::

<Jules> ACTION:  A group of adults run by the EO, one touching her as they go.

<Victoria> ::packs her clothes and a few nick knacks that she has collected over the years, will stow the rest in storage::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::coming around the bend near the main complex::

<Jules> <Adult2>  EO:  Tag!  You it!

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::heading inside and looking for signage for personal care areas::

<Jules> ACTION:  Yet another group of adults are playing marbles in front of the main complex.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::takes off after the group, slowly gaining on a slow one::

<Victoria> ::Looks around the room once more::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Decides laying back down will be much better::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::heading into a private sonic shower booth::

<Paladine> ::starts to bleed from a past life wound in the chest::

<Jules> <Adult2>  EO:  Hurry, you  can catch her!!

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::stripping and placing clothing in a textile recycler while she showers::

<Tim> @ ::having followed to CEO all the way he peeks inside and sees her naked::

<Victoria> ::Picks up her one case and asks the transporter chief to transport the big box to Paladine's quarters and the other three to storage::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::grins:: <Adult2>: I know.  ::tags the slowpoke and runs off at a tangent::

<Victoria> ::backs out of her quarters saying goodbye to that part of her life::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Laying down isn't any better::  Self:  I've got to get to sick bay.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::enjoying the hot, needle spray of water from seven different jets::

<Victoria> ::takes three steps back and lets the parted doors close::

<Paladine> ::wakes and changes the sheets::

<Victoria> ::takes the turbolift back up to Paladine's quarters::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::switching over to the drying cycle and turning around in the hot air::

<Paladine> ::steps into the shower::

<Victoria> ::stands just outside Paladine's quarters::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::removing clothes from the recycler and putting them on::

<Victoria> ::runs her fingers over the door number and the name plate::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::feeling invigorated and hoping to find some live entertainment in the complex::

<Paladine> ::lets the heat of the water flow across him::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Sweat is pouring out her body::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::stepping out and heading for the entertainment wing of the complex::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::runs and runs, not wanting to stop::

<Victoria> ::stands there for another few minutes and asks herself if she is doing the right thing…  smiles::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::stepping up to a console and pulling up information on lounges and live entertainment schedules::

<Paladine> ::drenches his head;;

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::choosing one and heading in that direction::

<Victoria> ::enters the sensor area of the door and lets them open::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::She gets a sudden pain in her stomach::

<Jules> ACTION:  Avalon receives an incoming message from Starfleet.

<Victoria> ::looks at the bed, finds it empty and then hears the shower running::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::entering the lounge called "Ship Of Fools" and signaling for a server as she heads for a table::

<Paladine> ::presses the steam soaked tiles with his callused palms::

<Victoria> ::puts her bag down and ruffles Paws fur:: Paws: He's in there? ::points::

<Jules> ACTION:  All the servers are playing and ignoring the CEO.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::noticing no one seems to be working::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::sees a couple adults playing jacks and stops to watch::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::realizing no one has been working at all since she's been here::

<Paladine> <Paws> Victoria: Uh huh ::squirms::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::frowning::

<Victoria> ::smiles:: Paws: thanks

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @*EO* Thomson. Report.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @Adult201: Can I play, too?

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> *Sickbay:  Something's wrong and I don't think I can get there myself.

<Victoria> ::enters the bathroom quietly::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::frowns:: *CEO*: I'm about to play a game of jacks.  Want to play, too?

<Paladine> ::soaps his face, and flexes his shoulder blades::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @*EO*: Ah, sure.  Where are you?

<Victoria> <Dr. Grey> *CSO*: what seems to be the problem?

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @*CEO*: In the park, by the tree.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @*EO*: I'll be right there.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::kneels down, picks up the ball, bounces it, and swipes a jack:: Self: Onezies.

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> *Dr. Grey*:  I'm sweaty, and shaky and my stomach hurts and I can't seem to get up.

<Paladine> ::arches his back under the hot water's cascading flow::

<Victoria> <Dr Grey> *CSO*: I can have you transported to Sickbay if you can't manager to make it here, or I can send someone to your quarters.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::leaving the main complex and heading for Thomson's location::

<Victoria> ::lets her dress fall slowly to the floor and opens the shower::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::pauses:: *CEO*: You had better hurry.  My turn is almost over.  ::bounces the ball and picks up the last jack::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @*EO* I've got an even better game for you.

<Victoria> ::runs her hands over his shoulders::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::blinks:: *CEO*: You do?  What?

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> *Dr. Grey*:  I like the idea of transporting if that's OK.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::positive now that something is wrong::

<Victoria> <Dr. Grey> *CSO* Stand-by.

<Paladine> ::doesn’t hear the door open over the water's cascading fall...........arches at the surprise of her fingers:: Victoria: Well aren't you a pleasant surprise.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @*EO*:  It's special.  I'll have to show you in the runabout. I'm almost at your location.  Hang on.

<Victoria> <Dr Grey> Computer: Medical emergency, transport the CSO from her quarters to Sickbay.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::coming back over the rise and spotting Thomson with some others::

<Victoria> Paladine: Hello, darling.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::approaching Thomson's location::

<Victoria> ::ducks under the spray::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @*CEO*: OK, if you say so.  All: Sorry, I have to go now.  Thanks for letting me play.  ::stands up, waiting for the CEO::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: There you are.  Let's go, shall we?

<Paladine> Victoria: Aye, you are a vision aren’t you and a sight for sore eyes.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::nods head vigorously:: CEO: I'm ready.  Want to race?  ::takes off without waiting for the CEO::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::jogging towards the runabout::  EO:  Over here.

<Jules> ACTION: CSO is transported to sickbay

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Relieved to be in sick bay without having to walk there::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::giggles:: CEO: Oh, yeah.  ::swerves to head in the right direction::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::rolling eyes::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::approaching the runabout::

<Victoria> <Dr Grey>: ::walks over to the CSO:: CSO: let me run a scan first to determine what's wrong.

<Paladine> ::contracts his muscular abdomen::

<Victoria> ::presses herself closer::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Dr. Grey:  OK.  ::Keeps eyes closed::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::races past the CEO and taps the runabout:: CEO: Beat you!

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: Very good.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @CEO: That was fun.  Now what? ::bounces around the CEO::

<Paladine> ::tightens his chest::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: Now, let's get inside and play.

<Victoria> <Dr. Grey> ::holds onto the medical tricorder and runs it over the CSO then looks up at the readings above the bio-bed::

<Jules> <OPS_H`lo>  *CO*:  Captain, you have an incoming message from Starfleet.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::wrinkles nose:: CEO: I don't remember anything fun in there?  ::glances at the shuttle::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> *OPS*:  I'll take it here ensign.

<Victoria> ::arms encircle his neck::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO:  You don't?  Well I sure do. I brought some games in my pack that I left in there.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> :: taps desk top monitor ON::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Stomach wretches again::

<Jules> <OPS_H`lo>  *CO*:  Aye Captain.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::grins broadly:: CEO: You should have said.  ::keys the PADD on the door, opening the lock, then races inside::

<Paladine> ::relaxes his jaw and contracts his leg muscles::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::steps in behind her and locks the door and keys it with her own code so that it cannot be opened again::

<Victoria> <Dr. G> ::the tricorder hovers above her stomach::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::locks down the runabout's systems with her own code as well::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::looks at the Starfleet logo displayed on his monitor, and considers the computer lag tonight::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::swiveling around in her seat and facing Thomson::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::walks over to Ty's pack:: CEO: So, what did you bring?  Huh?

<Victoria> ::looks deeply into his eyes:: Paladine: I love you so much.

<Victoria> <Dr. G>: You seem to have a case of appendicitis.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: Now then. Take a look in that little pack.  You'll find a gel unit balancer.  If you twirl it fast, it makes sparkles inside of it.

<Admiral_Regel> %CO:  Good day Captain

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Dr. G:  What's that?

<Paladine> ::sparkles his eyes at her:: Victoria: Do you now my lady? ::playful::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> COMM: Regel:  Admiral, always a pleasure.  What can I do for you today?

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO:  I've also got some special jacks in there.  Like what you were playing with, but better. They're in that bag marked "self-sealing stem bolts".

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::eyes widen:: CEO: Really?  ::reaches into the bag, searching and pulls out a bag:: This one?  Why does it say 'self-sealing stem bolts?'

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::pulling a tricorder out and scanning Thomson for signs of anything unusual::

<Admiral_Regel> COMM: CO: Well, we have an operative on Sagav Prime and he hasn't reported in.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: You know that, silly. It's Engineer's code for toys.

<Victoria> <Dr. G>: CSO: its a useless part of your GI system.  However, if it gets inflamed it will cause a lot of pain and could even burst and........never mind :;smiles:: It has to come out, no worries.

<Victoria> Paladine: Aye, me love, I do.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::frowns, giving a sidelong glare at the CEO:: CEO: No it's not.  I think you tricked me. Where are the toys??  ::shouts the last::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> COMM: Regel:  An operative?

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Winces::  Dr. G:  If I don't need it why wasn't it removed before?

<Paladine> ::suddenly feels bashful, and shy:: Victoria: And I you

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: I’ve never tricked you.  You know that.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: I'm hungry.  Are you?

<Victoria> <Dr. G> CSO: If it isn't broken, we don't fix it ::smiles::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: I feel like having a peanut butter sandwich.  Do you like those?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::puts his PADD's down on the desk::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::thinks, screwing up her face:: CEO: Yeah, but I don't like peanut butter sandwiches.  What else?  Any chocolate?

<Victoria> ::blushes also:: Paladine: My skin is beginning to wrinkle, perhaps we should leave the shower? ::pokes::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::noticing the elevated adrenaline reading on the tricorder::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Dr. G:  I don't think I like that saying anymore  ::groans::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO:  Of course we have chocolate.  You know we'd never leave home without that.  Here's some for you.  ::handing over a bar::

<Victoria> <Dr. G>: ::Pats the CSO on the shoulder:: Karen: don't worry, your in good hands, I'm going to give you a hypo, it will relax you and relieve any pain you are experiencing.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::takes the bar, slowly unwrapping it, and then nibbling the end, testing it::

<Paladine> ::giggles and turns off the shower, feeling butterflies in his stomach::

<Admiral_Regel> COMM: CO:  As you are probably aware, there has been reports of illegal weapons trade going on, so, we sent an operative in to keep tabs on things.

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Dr. G:  Anything you say, Doc.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::taking out a hyposray from the medkit that's marked "sedative" and applying it to Thomson's neck::

<Victoria> ::tweaks his nose::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> COMM: Regel:  I see, and this operative has now gone missing.  How can we help Admiral?

<Victoria> <Dr. G> ::presses the hypo to Karen's neck::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::jerks away from the hypo, but too late:: CEO: Hey, why'd you do that?  ::presses fingers to spot::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO: Because we both need to take a nap now.  Just for a little while and then we'll play again.

<Paladine> ::smiles and fluffs her hair::

<Victoria> ::wraps a towel around her and picks her dress off the floor::

<Admiral_Regel> ACTION:  The EO falls asleep.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @EO:  Here's your blanket now.  ::making her comfortable::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::jumps up and down:: CEO: But I'm not tired and I'm too ... ::falls asleep before she finishes her sentence::

<Victoria> ::Dr. Grey takes the CSO into the surgery saloon and proceeds to prep::

<Paladine> ::dries her hair with a towel, and starts to brush it in long even brushes::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::arranging the EO comfortably in the emergency couch and strapping her in tightly and safely::

<Victoria> ::closes her eyes, loving the feeling of him brushing her hair::

<Admiral_Regel> COM:CO:  Send someone down to Sagav Prime to locate the mission operative.  I will transmit his profile to you so you can identify him.

<Victoria> ::Dr. Grey proceeds with the surgery and in no time, the CSO is in recovery::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::firing up the runabout's engines and running a pre-flight check of all systems::

<Paladine> ::applies some topical, floral scented styling gel::

<Admiral_Regel> COMM:  CO:  Also, the Savagarians are not a very social people and they will show you the bare minimum of courtesy.

<Victoria> ::reaches her hand back to his and finds it sticky full of gel:: Paladine: yuck ::laughs::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::boosting off the planet's surface and attaining orbit::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> COMM: Regel:  I have people on Sagav now, they are on shore leave, but I would hesitate putting them into action over this.  I would much prefer just beaming the operative off the planet.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::tries to turn around but can't because of the straps and begins to struggle::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Dr. G:  OK, anytime you're ready to start, I'm game.

<Victoria> ::Dr. G checks Karen's vitals::
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<Paladine> Victoria: Such a comedian ::smoothes out the gel, with the brush and hair dryer creating softened highlights::

<Admiral_Regel> COMM:  CO:  Do what you feel is necessary Captain, to retrieve our operative.

<Victoria> <Dr. G>::smiles down at the CSO:: Karen: your in recovery.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::heading back into the medical compartment, checking on Thomson::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> COMM: Regel:  Send us the profile, we'll look after it.

<Victoria> ::relaxes::

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::looks around::  Dr. G:  Can't you do the operation?

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::Realizes she feels better::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::moving back into the pilot's compartment::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::muttering in her sleep:: Self: Let me up ::still struggling against the binds::

<Paladine> ::massages her neck with two thumbs, working out the tension::

<Victoria> <Dr. G> Karen: I did the surgery. Commander Slater is on leave

<Admiral_Regel> COM:  CO:  Very well Captain.  And Captain, this is a very discreet matter.

<Victoria> ;:bows head::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> COMM: Regel:  They'll never know we were there.

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Dr. G:  Thank, Dr. Grey, I feel much better already.

<Victoria> ::moans as he massages a sore spot::

<Admiral_Regel> ACTION:  The Captain receives the file on the operative.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @COM Avalon Station: Lieutenant Kinsale here. Medical emergency. Please respond.

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Dr. G:  I'm glad I won't have to do that again.  Will I?

<Admiral_Regel> COM:  CO:  Thank you Captain.  Regel out.

<Paladine> ::works his thumbs into her shoulder blades and spine in circular motions, with soft fingertips::

<Victoria> <Dr  Grey> Karen: excellent!  ::smiles:: I'll need you to remain here in sickbay for another 12 hours and then if you're taking in fluids and solids, we'll let you go back to your quarters.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::closes the channel and actives an intercom::  *FCO_Wilks*:  Lieutenant Wilks, have the Hydra prepared for immediate departure.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> <FCO_Wilks>:  *CO*:  Very good sir.

<Admiral_Regel> <OPS_H`lo>  CEO:  This is Avalon Lt.  What is the emergency?

<Victoria> <Dr. G> Karen: Nope, you're only allowed one appendix

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> Dr. G:  Twelve hours!  What'll I do for twelve hours?

<Victoria> ::twists and turns::

<Victoria> <Dr. G> Karen: You'll recover, silly.......::presses a hypo to her neck::

<Paladine> ::applies pressure to work out tension in even motions::

<Victoria> <Dr. G>: Karen: this will relax you and let you nap.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @COM OPS: I'm in orbit of Sagav Prime with Lieutenant Thomson who has been displaying unusual behavior.

<Victoria> ::feels the tension leaving her body, feels like a rubber doll::

<Paladine> ::pops a vertebrae into place and aligns her spine::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @COM OPS: In fact everyone I encountered on Sagav Prime was displaying unusual behavior.  Very immature. No down there seems to be working, for crying out loud.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> *Senior officers:  Attention all officers on station, as of now shore leave has been terminated.  All senior officers are to prepare for away team duty, and are to report to the Hydra.

<Jules> <OPS_H'lo> COM:  CEO:  I'll inform the Doctor.  Do you need transport of the EO?

<Victoria> ::looks up at Paladine::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @COM OPS: I can bring Thomson and myself back, but we'll need a team dispatched to locate and bring back Commander Rushing and her son.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Computer:  Computer, transfer all data files related to this operative to the Hydra.

<Paladine> ::rests his head between her shoulderblades:: Aloud: You've got to be kidding

<Victoria> ::grabs a uniform:: *Dr Grey*: Your in charge of Sickbay until I return.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::stands up, and leaves the RR, walks to the TL and enters TL::  TL:  Hydra!

<Paladine> ::begins to dress::

<Victoria> <Dr. Grey> *CMO* Aye

<Jules><OPS_H'lo> COM:  CEO:  Aye Lt.  The Captain has just canceled shore leave and a team is assembling now.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @COM OPS: And please make sure the Doctor and Captain know that we should quarantine Sagav Prime until we've...

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::hearing the message cut in and sighing in relief::

<Victoria> ::checks herself in the mirror and looks at Paladine: Paladine: ready?

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @COM OPS: Thank you. See you in a few hours.

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::finally stops struggling and begins to rest more comfortably::

<Jules> <OPS_H'lo> COM: CEO:  I'll inform him Lt.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::leaving orbit and firing up the engines to head home::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::TL reaches the main boarding level for the Hydra, walks across to the gangway, and crosses over to the Hydra, heading for the Bridge::

<Paladine> ::opens a locked weapons cabinet, slings a phaser rifle over his shoulder and straps a Klingon knife to his ankle:: Victoria: Ready?

<Victoria> ::nods:: Paladine: Lets go

<Paladine> ::jogging through the corridor::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::running besides Paladine::

<Jules> <OPS H`lo> *CO*:  Captain, Lt. Kinsale is coming back from Sagav Prime and she says that the EO is acting strange and that we should quarantine the planet.

<CTO_CmdrPaladineSky> TurboLift: USS Hydra Docking Ring.

<CSO_LtJG_Foster> ::in a relaxed state begins dreaming of Connelly and the holodeck::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::stands looking at Paladine across from her in the TL:: Paladine: I wonder what the emergency is.

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::shaking head and mentally trying to figure out how long she and Thomson have to live on a runabout in orbit of Avalon Station if they can't figure out what happened::

<EO_LtJG_Thomson> @::in a relaxed state, not dreaming or drooling::

<CTO_CmdrPaladineSky> Victoria: I'm clueless, I was looking forward to some undisturbed rest.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> *OPS*:  We can't quarantine the planet, that's a matter for the Sagav government.  But take measures to isolate people attempting to come to the station from Sagav.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> Paladine: So was I ::smiles shyly::

<CTO_CmdrPaladineSky> ::winks and looks around at the empty turbolift as it runs::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::steps out onto the Hydra Bridge, assumes the Captain's chair, immediately calls up the data on the operative on the planet.::

<Jules> <OPS H`lo> *CO*:  Aye Captain.  No one on the station from Sagav Prime.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::waits for the TL to complete its run::

<CTO_CmdrPaladineSky> ::leans close and touches her nose with the tip of his nose and then pulls back innocently::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> <FCO_Wilks> ALL: Captain on the bridge!  CO:  Sir, pre-launch checks are done, we are powered and ready to maneuver, just waiting on final crew to board.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::inhales and makes a memory::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::the TL slows and finally stops::

<CTO_CmdrPaladineSky> ::slowly brushes close to her before the doors open and then steps back::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::typing up a quick summary of observations of Sagavarian and Thomson's behavior and transmits it to Avalon Station with urgent codes attached::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ~~later~~ ::exits the TL at a run::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> FCO_Wilks:  Mr. Wilks, we will be going to Sagav Prime, once there I want a sub-equatorial orbit, geo-synchronous over the lower continent.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> <FCO_Wilks> CO:  Aye sir.  ::enters nav. programming::

<CTO_CmdrPaladineSky> ~~::mental grin, maybe::~~ enters Hydra::

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::hoping Thomson gets better soon; the thought of Rolen being her assistant is unpalatable::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::enters the Hydra and touches his hand before she heads for Sickbay::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> FCO_Wilks:  Set departure in five minutes, all aboard who's coming aboard. 

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> <FCO_Wilks> CO:  Aye sir.  

<CEO_Lt_Kinsale> @::going back to check on Thomson::

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