USS Delpyne 10004.24
Joint mission w/USS Apache
Week 2

Nicke:
<><><><><><><><><RESUME MISSION<><><><><><><><><><><

D_CO_Gnt:
::In the ReadyRoom::

D_MO_Lea:
::Wanders through the halls trying to find this main recreational area everyone keeps talking about::

A_XO_Valrek:
::leaves the quarters set aside for him by the Minister::

D_CTO_Psion:
::On bridge preparing tactical plan::

D_CSO_KBeth:
::walks into hallway from room, stretches and looks around::

D_OPS_Lynam:
::On Bridge, at station.::

D_CO_Gnt:
::exits the RR and goes onto the bridge::

D_FCO_Nichols:
::On the bridge, at station::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::is working alone furthering her examinations of some of the systems::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::Examining the layout of the facilities, looking for any irregularities::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: wakes up, in Ewan's arms in the park. ::

Council_Minister:
::comes across Mister Hawkes and beams at him:: Hawkes: Why hello there young man!

A_XO_Valrek:
::walks towards the cafe for breakfast::

D_CO_Gnt:
@CTO: How goes the tactical plan?

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::walking out of quarters on planet; heading for communications array::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
HIGHCOUNCIL: ::Looks up:: Hello minister, how are you?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: looks around and sees that it's late in the morning... and pokes the guy next to her to wake him up. ::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sees A_OPS heading her way and nods in greeting::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
D_ENG: Honey?  Wake up... :: shakes his shoulder gently ::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ CO:  Finalizing the plan now.  It will be transmitted to you momentarily.

A_OPS_Drathlai:
<Rakhmatullin>  ::walks up next to A_OPS::  A_OPS:  Good morning, sir, I presume you are ready to work today?

D_MO_Lea:
::Walks down another endlesly long hall::

Council_Minister:
::shakes Hawkes hand pumping it vigorously:: Hawkes: Oh, fine, just fine!! It's a beautiful day ... isn't it?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::wakes up from the poke and smiles:: A_CMO: good morning honey

D_FCO_Nichols:
@OPS: Well, any experience with planning for the unexpected?

D_CSO_KBeth:
::starts to wander the halls...checking out the various facilities::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO: acknowledged

D_TO_Hawkes_:
Highcouncil: I must say ya'll have done a really nice job on these facilities!

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: gives him a good morning kiss :: D_ENG: We were here all night!  :: smiles :: And it wasn't a bit cold.

A_XO_Valrek:
::enters the cafe and finds a table...sits down and reads the menu that was left there::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DFCO: have you prepared the report on avenues of approach?

D_FCO_Nichols:
@::begins running possible "enemy scenarios"::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
@::enters the transporter room:: Transporter chief: Good morning, Mr. Wilkens.  I'm transporting to these coordinates::hands him a padd and steps onto the transport pad::

D_FCO_Nichols:
DCO: Still working on it sir.

Council_Minister:
Hawkes: Why thank you ... yes, it was quite a challenge. But we are very proud of our first space facility.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@FCO: i always plan for the unexpected, unfortunately it's never what I expected.  ::Looks confused for a second::

D_MO_Lea:
::Wishes she were better with maps as she finds an interesting looking door that she at least _thinks_  she hasn't been in yet, and goes through it::

D_CO_Gnt:
DFCO: acknowledged

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::gives her a good morning kiss:: ACMO: ::chuckles, yea I guess we were

A_SEC_Abbott:
::finishes her diagnostic and adjusts her Baldrik...thinking it might be good to get something to eat now::

Waitress:
::walks over to the table and smiles:: are you ready to order?

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Leaves tactical for ready room::

A_XO_Valrek:
::wonders how the Captain is doing., as he chooses his meal::

D_CO_Gnt:
DOPS: Has the Mr.Wall communicated with us from the runabout?

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
@::nods to the chief that she's ready and feels the sensation as she's transported to the surface::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: sits up and stretches :: D_ENG: How about some breakfast?

D_CSO_KBeth:
::turns a corner and hears someone walking up further ahead::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
Rakhmatullin:  Well, crewman, you can accompany me to get some of those doughnut thingies for breakfast... after breakfast I guess I can return to work... ::grins::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO: I am here on the bridge , what is on your mind?

A_XO_Valrek:
::looks at the waitress:: Waitress: Yes, I would like to have the special....and well done please.

D_MO_Lea:
::Looks down the corridor in both directions, and guesses one way::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@CO: Yes sir, he is ready to depart.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
Highcouncil: Well, you should be. It think it is very interesting how the different architectural styles of the various races you've designed this for were integrated into the structure. It makes it very comfortable.

Council_Minister:
::becomes bored with Mister Hawkes and walks off:: Hawkes: Try to enjoy yourself, young man ....

D_MO_Lea:
::Starts walking down::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::reaches up and rubs her back and smiles:: ACMO: sounds good to me

Waitress:
:Smiles and nods;::coming right up!::bounces off to  the kitchen::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
:: on her way to the cafe for breakfast ::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
<Rakhmatullin>  A_OPS:  ::sighs and rolls his eyes::  A_OPS:  Call me when you are ready to work, sir... ::leaves::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
D_ENG: Oooo... nice.....

D_TO_Hawkes_:
Highcouncil: Goodbye.

Council_Minister:
::looks around for someone interesting to pester::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::begins to take in the scenery as she heads for the nearest eating facility::

A_XO_Valrek:
::watches the waitress as she leaves....smiles at her happiness::

D_MO_Lea:
::Tries going through another door, thinking this would make a great fun place for kids and a great place to give parents heart attacks::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: OPen the shuttlebays, and wish him good voyage

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: tickles him a bit :: D_ENG: Come.. I think I saw a cafe last night while we were taking our lil stroll.....

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::turns to A_CIV::  A_CIV:  Good morning, m'luv, you sleep well?  ::smiles::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Hands the CO the tactical plan::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::laughs a bit:: ACMO: ok let's go ::smiles::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::gets up, and heads for the promenade area.::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@CO: Aye sir.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::walks along the street studying the facilities...::

Waitress:
::gets the special and heads back out to the table:: there you go sir! would you likes something to drink with that?

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_OPS: Like a baby. ::smiling::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Opens bay doors.::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ D CO:  The plan consists of sequential transport of our personnel.

Council_Minister:
::recieves a detailed report from one of his junior officers detailing the actions of the Federation personnel who stayed on the station last night ... notes Mr and Mrs Quest-MacPherson bunking together and smiles::

D_CO_Gnt:
@:: takes padd from the Mr.Psion, reads it over::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: smiles and stands up, then offers her hands to Ewan :: D_ENG: Shall we?

D_CSO_KBeth:
::sees the D_MO walking up ahead calls out::MO: Doctor!!

A_XO_Valrek:
Waitress: Some water please. Thank you

A_SEC_Abbott:
::takes her time looking at the exotic creatures::

Waitress:
::nods::water...yes sir... tempeture?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::reaches to take her hand:: ACMO: we shall

D_OPS_Lynam:
@COMM:RioCoco: Rio Coco you are cleared to depart, have a good trip Commander.

D_MO_Lea:
::Spins around, sees K'Beth, and that no one's hurt, and smiles:: D_CSO: Oh, Hello Ensign!

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::smiles::  A_CIV:  This is good... do you still want those doughnut-type things?

A_XO_Valrek:
::picks up his fork:: Waitress: Cold, with a little ice, please.

Council_Minister:
::hopes the couple enjoyed sleeping in the park ... and hopes they don't mind the anesthazine gas that was introduced to help them nod off::

Waitress:
::Nods and walks off::

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO:Big place, huh?

D_CTO_Psion:
@  D CO:  In addition any tactical personnel are to regroup remaining personnel into squads to provide support teams for endangered situations.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::Arives at the promenade. Examines the booths and shops. Tries to see if he can spot the Police security people::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: grins and loops her arms into his and started towards the direction of the Cafe ::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_OPS: Love some as long as you will join me :: smiles::

D_MO_Lea:
D_CSO: Yes, very vast.

Council_Minister:
::spots Commander Valrek in the resteraunt and walks up to him with a broad smile:: Valrek: Commander ... WONDERFUL to see you again.

Waitress:
::comes back with a tall glass of ice water and sets it down:: will that be all?

A_XO_Valrek:
::begins to taste the food.....it has an odd flavor to it, but it tastes fine::

D_MO_Lea:
D_CSO: Did you have a destination in mind?

A_XO_Valrek:
Waitress: Yes, thank you.

Waitress:
::smiles at the council minister:: can I get you anything sir?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: looks at the excitement that is going on, in the late morning ::

D_FCO_Nichols:
DCTO: I have the results of my simulations, are you ready for me to transfer then to you?

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::moves closer to her and grabs her hand::  A_CIV:  You know I will...

A_SEC_Abbott:
::wonders where the others are::

Council_Minister:
::sits down without being invited and waves at the waitress to bring his usual:: Valrek: Commander, I trust you slept well?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles at Jerni:: ACMO: you know, this is like a Honeymoon!\

A_XO_Valrek:
Minister: Yes, very nice indeed. Have a seat

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::takes a deep breath of the clean crisp air, closes her eyes thinking how S'Toran would enjoy this::

D_CTO_Psion:
D FCO:  Aye.  ::Moves to tactical::

Waitress:
::Nods and walks off to get him his "usual"::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Watches the runabout exit the shuttlebay, begins closing the bay doors.::

A_XO_Valrek:
Minister: I slept very well, thank you

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO:Actually I was going to go and find some more of those interesting animals.  Did I tell you about the flying dog?

Council_Minister:
::nods:: Valrek: Good ... good ...

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
:: looks around for a table:: A_OPS: shall we sit there?

D_FCO_Nichols:
::transfers results to tactical::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: grins :: D_ENG: It sure is... It almost makes up for not being with you for the past 3 months!

Council_Minister:
::smiles broadly:: Valrek: My staff is putting together quite a shin dig for the formal dinner tonight ... to see your crews off .... I trust I will see you there?

Waitress:
::brings the council minister his "usual" sets it down in front of him:: anything else for either of you?

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO: very interesting plan, Has SCI found any suitable asteroids for defense installations?

D_FCO_Nichols:
DCO: Mr. Psion has all of my simulation results sir, would you like a copy sent to the ready room?

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sees a creature that looks like an "earth" dog hovering near a couple of trees...sniffing long and hard::

A_XO_Valrek:
:;puts his fork down:: Minister: This is such a lovely place, it makes me hate to speak business.

Council_Minister:
::smiles up at the waitress:: Waitress: No ... thank you ...

D_CO_Gnt:
@DFCO: just send it to my station here on the bridge

D_MO_Lea:
::Looks surprised and a bit skeptical:: D_CSO: No, I have not.  Is that near the promenade? I am supposed to give my impression of the planet's recreational facilities and general nutrition in dining establishments.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles:: ACMO: ahh it sure does. A very long 3 months

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::walks past the turn she was to take and bumps into someone... looks up surprised:: A_CMO:  Excuse me, I... Dr. Quest, it's good to see you this morning.

Waitress:
::Nods with a smile and walks off to the other tables::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
A_CIV:  Looks as good as any... so what is on the agenda for today, my sweet?

Council_Minister:
Valrek: Oh forget about business ... I always try to.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::Makes some comments to the local shopkeepers about the sorts of things Federation people are likely to buy. Then moves back towards the main facility. Wants to see what the Klingon and romulan sections are like.::

A_XO_Valrek:
Minister: I am sure to be there. I am also hoping to see the captain there as well.

A_SEC_Abbott:
::thinks of her pet Targ back on Kronos::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: doesn't see where she's going and feels a bump :: A_CO: Pardon me... :: sees it's tyria :: Oh!  Captain...!  I'm sorry!

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO:I think it is over that way...want me to lead?

Council_Minister:
::thinks hard:: Valrek: Hmm ... perhaps I can arrange a suitable escort to convince you to come to the dinner.   Perhaps an attractive female Artan for each of the pips on your collar?

D_MO_Lea:
::Extremely tired, from getting lost in the halls. Can not wait to find the central area and thanks her stars that K'Beth found her:: D_CSO: Yes, please.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_CO: Yes... lovely morning isn't it?  :: smiles then frowns :: Where's Commander Turnbull?

D_FCO_Nichols:
DCO: Aye sir.

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_OPS: I really should try and do some work, all we seem to have done is have fun :: grins::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ D CO:  The simulated escape routes calculated by FCO Nichols are sound.

D_FCO_Nichols:
@::Sends results to CO station::

Council_Minister:
Valrek: Ah yes ... the Captain.   And when will she be joining us?

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO:Sure follow me::starts down the hallway and takes the first left::

A_XO_Valrek:
Minister: That is very generous of you, but not necessary ::grins::

A_XO_Valrek:
Minister: Soon I hope

D_MO_Lea:
::Follows K'Beth close by::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::smiles broadly::  A_CIV:  Yes, is true... I just talked to Rakhmatullin, if I don't make him work soon I think he is going to explode...  ::laughs::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
A_CMO: Nonsense, I wasn't watching where I was going.   He was called away for a short time.  I believe he's due back any day.

Council_Minister:
Valrek: Oh, my life is but to serve ... it is the least I can do for you and your crew.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@:;Begins compiling information on Artus to send to the Apache.::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::Sees the D_CSO and D_MO in the hallway and nods::

Council_Minister:
::eats his food smiling broadly thinking which three concubines will serve as Valrek's escorts::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sees the flying dog is busy taking care of his morning business and heads off looking for a restaurant of some sort::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO/ D_MO: So, how are you ladies this morning?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::stands there listening to Jerni and her CO talk::

A_XO_Valrek:
Minister: I appreciate all that you have done for us. I am sure to never forget this place.

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Scans the system for possible defensive capabilities::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: looks :: A_CO/D_ENG: Where's my manners?   A_CO: Captain.. this is my husband, Lt. Ewan MacPherson.... :: smiles happily at him. ::  D_ENG: And this is Captain Tyler-Turnbull.

D_CSO_KBeth:
::turns right and then left again almost bumps into D_TO:D_TO: Doing wonderful...this place is great!

Council_Minister:
::smiles broadly and finishes his food:: Valrek: That's the idea, Commander ... that's the idea.

Waitress:
::cleans off  a few tables and heads back into the kitchen::

D_MO_Lea:
::Sees D_TO. Smiles:: D_TO: Hello Lieutenant. Fine, thank ::Yawns::..you.

A_XO_Valrek:
::takes a few more bites::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ COMM:  D TO:  How does the situation fare on the planet?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles and reache his hand out::

Council_Minister:
::stands and heads for the door waving goodbye to Valrek::

Council_Minister:
::pats the waitress on the fanny on his way out::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_CO: I see.... :: nods ::  I hope he'll get back in time to enjoy... this...

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO: Yes, it is a great place.

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO: acknowledged

A_XO_Valrek:
::waves to the Minister::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
::notices a waitress coming towards the table:: Why don't you order for both of us. ::smilies::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sees the restaurant and heads in looking for a secluded place to sit::

Waitress:
::glares at the minister and heads over to the table::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_MO: I'm fine thank you. You look a little tired though. Didn't sleep well?

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::Nods politely to Ewan, then reaches to shake his hand:: D_EO: It is good to finally meet you.

A_XO_Valrek:
::shakes his head, as he finishes his meal::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: smiles brightly :: A_CO: We're heading to that café for breakfast.... would you care to join us?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles as he shakes the CO's hand:: ACO: nice to finally meet the CO that my wife has telling me about

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: Sir, I have the information collected by our Away Team ready to be sent to the Apache.

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::grins and turns to the waitress::  Waitress:  Hello, ma'am, we would like two orders of those little, uhm, doughnut thingies....

Waitress:
::smiles and nods:: 

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
A_CMO: So do I...  ::looks at the couple:: I don't want to impose.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO/ D_MO: Well, I'm heading to the Klingon and Romulan sections. I just want to see what they're like.

D_FCO_Nichols:
@DCO: Any other orders sir?

Waitress:
anything to drink?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
ACO: care to join us for breakfast?

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: Send it

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_TO:We're headed for the main compound, actually I'm going back to the arborium where that flying dog is.

A_OPS_Drathlai:
<Waitress>  A_OPS:  O... k... sir... be back in a minute with your food...  ::walks off::

A_XO_Valrek:
::drinks the rest of his water, and wipes the corner of his mouth::

D_MO_Lea:
::Looks bashful:: D_TO: Actually, I was a bit lost...I spent the night trying to find my way back when I ran into Ensign T'Kar.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_CO: Nonsense, captain.  Please... I never got a chance to have dinner with you onboard the ship.

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sees XO Valrek talking with the Artan minister and heads in a direction so she's not seen by the coucil::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: Aye sir.

D_MO_Lea:
::Wonders about the flying dog K'Beth keeps talking about::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO: Escuse me....did you say 'flying dog"?

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: Progress of MR.Wall's runabout?

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_MO: Oh, that

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Sends data to the Apache::

D_MO_Lea:
D_TO: "Oh, that" ?

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::Smiles and nods:: A_CMO/D_ENG: Thank you, I appreciate the offer.

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_TO:Yep, flying dog.  A_CSO said it looks like a terran shepherd.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_MO: Oh, that's too bad, you should have contacted me, I have your signal blips on my tricorder, I could have found you.

A_XO_Valrek:
::stands and begins to walk out of the cafe::

Nicke:
ACTION: Mr Walls runabout heads out on its course

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: smiles and the trio heads to the cafe, just as XO_Valrek walks out. ::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles:: ACO/ACMO: then shall we?

A_SEC_Abbott:
::almost bumps into the XO:: XO: Excuse me Sir....::nods::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO: Hmmm, sounds interesting. You weren’t trying the liquid refreshments were you?

A_XO_Valrek:
Abbott: You are eating here?

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
:: Noticed A_XO has finished his conversation with the Council Minister:: A_OPS: After I've eaten I think I'll speak to the XO about his findings.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::Notices the Alex:: A_XO: Good morning, Mr. Valrek.  Are you enjoying your time here?

D_MO_Lea:
::Blinks:: D_TO: I am sorry, It did not even occur to me.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: I show it approximately 1oo thousand Klicks out, accelerating to Warp.

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_TO:Very funny...har, har ,har ::smiles:: Want to come see for yourself?

A_SEC_Abbott:
A_XO: I was Sir....why is the food here not palatable?

D_CO_Gnt:
::Integrates the defense plan into agenda for protectorate negotiations::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_XO: Good morning, sir.

A_XO_Valrek:
A_CO: Good Morning Captain, and how are you today?

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: acknowledged

D_FCO_Nichols:
@::resets controls for automatic orbit::

D_MO_Lea:
::Realizes she probably could have contacted anyone. "All well, next time". ::

A_XO_Valrek:
Abbott: Yes, try the special....very good

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_MO: I'm jsut sorry you wondered around all night, that's all. There's supposedly some really good accommodations.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_SEC: Hello.

A_OPS_Drathlai:
A_CIV:  Alright, m'luv, sounds like a good place to start... ::smiles::  I think I'll finally get a move on toward that communications tower...

D_CO_Gnt:
@:: looks up to look out the main viewer::

A_XO_Valrek:
A_CMO: Good Morning

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
A_XO:  Much better, thank you Commander.

D_MO_Lea:
D_TO: Apparantly so.

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
::smiling:: A_OPS: we should try and do some work I guess?

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO:There was an extra bed in my quarters...I'm sorry I didn't know you needed a place.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::gives Jerni a kiss on her cheek::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ COMM:  D TO:  Status?

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_MO: In fact, here's the key to the room I stayed in. I won't be going back there anyhow, so if you get tired you can check it out, and turn in the key for me.

A_SEC_Abbott:
::raises an eyebrow at his sarcasm:: A_XO: Very well. Sir.

A_XO_Valrek:
A_CO/CMO/SEC: I will let you enjoy your breakfasts.::smiles::

D_MO_Lea:
::Smiles at both of them:: D_TO/D_CSO: Thank you, it is all right.   Are we staying another night? ::Changes the subject::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: turns red with the public affection Ewan is displaying and coughs slightly. ::

Council_Minister:
::walks through the station looking around for anyone in a Federation uniform ... trying to make sure they have the best time possible::

A_SEC_Abbott:
A_CMO: Dr. Quest....::nods::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_XO: Thank you.  :: grins :: Have a wonderful day, sir.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles::

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO:hmmmm, I don't know...I hope so

A_OPS_Drathlai:
A_CIV:  Only when forced to ::grins::  well, I guess the quicker we get to work the quicker it's over... and we can return to each other ...

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: I intend to return soon to the planet to talk again with the Artus High Council

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
ACMO: not going to introduce me?

A_XO_Valrek:
::nods to them, as they pass::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
COMM:CTO: Just having a look-see sir. I visited the Promenade, to check on the security forces there...in case a R&R party got out of hand, which we know would never happen.

D_FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Any improvements needed on my route recommendations?

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::smiles as she see's Ewan kiss Jerni:: A_XO: Enjoy your day.  

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: Aye sir, shall I arrange a security team?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_SEC: This is.. Ewan MacPherson.. my husband.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
A_Sec: Good Morning, D'lyna isn't it?

D_CTO_Psion:
@ COMM:  TO:  Aye.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
COMM CTO: I'm headed to the Klingon and Romulan sections now to look at them.

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
::laughing:: A_OPS: I like the way you think my love

A_SEC_Abbott:
D_ENG: a pleasure sir....::shakes his hand::

A_XO_Valrek:
::takes a walk towards the repair facilities to see for himself how they are equipped::

A_SEC_Abbott:
A_CO: Aye Ma'am.

Nicke:
ACTION: Walls runabout begins to increase speed as he moves away from the Del

Council_Minister:
::hopes Ambassador MacKenzie enjoyed the state-of-the-art Teddy Bear he arranged to have Drathlai purchase::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
D_ENG: This is Security officer D'lyna Abbott.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::shakes her hand and smiles:: ASEC: glad to meet you

D_TO_Hawkes_:
COMM: CTO: I must say that so far, my impression is that this facillity is what it appears to be. Too much trouble and effort to build this thing as a trap, and I think that they want to attract as many ships here as possible to keep from being overrun again.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: is getting a little hungry. ::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::leans over and kisses her::  A_CIV:  Thank you... well, these do seem not-so-messy; shall we eat on the road?

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::joins the others at the table::

D_CTO_Psion:
@~~Nichols~~ Negative.  With the exception of unforeseen variables the flight plans are sound.

D_CO_Gnt:
COMM:APACHE:Please inform your Captain  that I, Captain Grant would like to meet outside the Artus High COuncil chambers this afternoon

A_SEC_Abbott:
::turns up the corner of her mouth in a tiny smile:: D_ENG: likewise

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::sits down::

D_MO_Lea:
::Waits watching D_CSO and D_TO::

Nicke:
ACTION: as the Rio Coco moment jumps to .5 warp, an 
unknown space phenomena doesn't agree with warp field created by the runabout

D_FCO_Nichols:
@~~Psion~~: Glad to hear you "logically" approve!

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: sits next to D_ENG, and glance at the menu. ::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::gets back up and pulls out Jerni's chair::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: lands on the floor :: self: oof.

A_SEC_Abbott:
::looks to the D_ENG and A_CMO:: ENG/CMO: If you will excuse me......::heads off to leave them alone...knowing they will want sometime alone

D_CTO_Psion:
@~~Nichols~~  Unless transporters are rendered inoperative in which case we would somehow need to reroute back to extract our away teams.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: Shall I arrange a security team?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: looks annoyed :: D_ENG: What was that for?  :: then starts laughing ::

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO:Well, shall we continue?

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: I will get one from DCTO if I need one

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_OPS: That sounds like a good idea. :: stands to leave:: You did remember to transport my teddy to the ship didn't you?

A_OPS_Drathlai:
@<Wregget>  ::sees message come in::  COMM:  A_CO:  Good morning, sir, uhm, the Captain of the Delphyne has sent us a communication that he wants to meet in the Minister's chambers... shall I report you as doing to be in attendance?

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::reaches to help Jerni up::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_CO: It's ok, captain.. :: smiles :: I'm alright....

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sits to a table in a private little corner and takes a look at the menu:: Self: Hmm...they even have Gaghk here......

D_MO_Lea:
D_CSO: Oh, yes.     D_TO: Were you coming?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: stands up, and pulls the chair back underneath her. :: A_CO/D_ENG: Breakfast?

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::thinks for a second::  A_CIV:  Yes I did m'luv, that is how I kept Rakhmatullin busy last evening... ::grins::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
COM: Wregget: Contact Captain Grant and inform him that I will be there.

Nicke:
ACTION: what appears to be an explosion from the 
Delphyne's view and sensors, behind the explosion hidden, a vortex forms and 
turbulence violently pulls the Runabout in to it, while a port side chunk of hulll.. is thrown out in the 'spot" where sensors pick up the explosion::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
A_CMO: Are you sure.

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_TO: Your big chance to see a flying dog... :grins::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO: Looks down the corridor where he was heading,:: Sure, why not. :: Follows LEa and K'Beth::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_CO: Oh yes.  I'm quite alright...

D_MO_Lea:
::Waits questioningly::

D_MO_Lea:
::walks along with K'Beth and Hawkes::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ CO:  Reading an explosion on sensors!

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
:: laughing as she leans forward to kiss him :: A_OPS: Always on top of everything .  I should locate the XO :: smiles and gives him a wink ::

D_CO_Gnt:
@:: Is startled by sight of explosion on main viewer::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
@<Wregget>Self:  Yessir... COMM:  Delyphyne:  The Captain has answered affirmatively to your request... she will be there.. in attendance I mean... at the meeting... in the chambers of the Minister...

D_OPS_Lynam:
::Looks at his panel as it notifies him of the explosion::

Council_Minister:
::skips through the corridors::

D_FCO_Nichols:
@::jumps when seeing the explosion::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ~~Nichols~~  Can you sense the Commander?

D_MO_Lea:
::refrains from asking "Are we there yet?"::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sees the menu had hardly anything to her taste and gets up to leave::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO: Is that the runabout piloted by Mr.Wall?

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_TO/D_MO: One thing...don't call it 'doggie'  It really doesn't like that.  Chased A_CSO and me all around the place ::laughs::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
ACMO: ::winces:: Honey, I'm so sorry, I didn't meant to do that as you were sitting

D_FCO_Nichols:
@~~Psion~~: I'm trying but...

D_TO_Hawkes_:
COMM: CTO: Change of plans, I'll be with the Cso and Mo evaluating other facillities.

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Scans::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::begins checking the data, sees Wall's runabout was near, very near....::

A_XO_Valrek:
::enters the repair facilities and sees that they are indeed new....not a spot of dirt anywhere.::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::winks back::  A_CIV:  Aye, and I shall head off to my chores ::smiles::  have fun, m'luv, I shall miss you...

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: laughs :: D_ENG: It's ok honey.  :: pats the seat next to her :: Sit, luv.  I'm starving.

D_FCO_Nichols:
@::feels a tear when she can't contact Wall telepathically::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO: Noted ::thinks to self.. Dang, I'm starting to sound like psion.::

D_MO_Lea:
D_CSO: "Doggie"?  Interesting..

D_CTO_Psion:
@  CO:  The location would be consistent with the Commanders postition.

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO: THat is not good

Nicke:
ACTION:There is no trace of anything in the area of space, no traces of the Runabout 
or Ion trails or familiar space anomalies, like nothing ever happened. To the 
Delphyne sensors and crew its just appeared that the Runabout exploded for 
some reason 

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: yes sir!  I 've lost the Rio on sensors, trying to raise the Commander on subspace....

D_FCO_Nichols:
DCO: Permission to take a shuttle to the explosion site to look for survivors.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
ACO: Jerni tells me that you’re expecting, do you know if it's a boy or a girl?

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: Try to raise Mr.Wall

D_CTO_Psion:
@  CO:  Scanning further.

D_CSO_KBeth:
::turns a corner and sees the big double doors from yesterday:: D_TO/D_MO: It's through here...

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: goes back over her menu :: self: Hummmm........

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
:: smiling:: *A_XO* May I join you, I would like to discuss some things with you if you have the time?

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::Follows CSO K'Beth::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DFCO: Nice plan but wait for comprehension

D_MO_Lea:
::Follows behind K'Beth and Hawkes::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_OPS: Have fun ::smiles as she watches him leave::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Trys to contact Wall by subspace comm::

A_XO_Valrek:
::moves along the walls and checks several compartments for tooling and other required devices for repairs.:: *A_Civ*: Yes, I am in the repair facility.

D_FCO_Nichols:
@::looks at Lynam hoping for the best::

D_CSO_KBeth:
::Goes through doors and looks over to the corner:: D_TO/D_MO: There...do you see it?  Right above the ferns...

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::A cold, empty feeling forms in his stomach::

D_CTO_Psion:
@  CO: Scans for the runabout return unconfirmed.  It would appear there is no trace of that vessel.  I can only hypothesize it has exploded.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::looks over the menu::D_Eng:  Jerni hasn't told me for sure, but I believe it's going to be a boy.

D_CO_Gnt:
COMM:APACHE: There has been an explosion, it might be one of our runabouts . Can you confirm?

D_MO_Lea:
::Looks up, trying to spot it::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::wonder what she will take part in next...tries to find a replicator::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO: Yea I see it. Cool! ::Pulls put tricorder and starts scanning it::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: Recommend we, we go to yellow alert.  He may have been...been attacked.

D_CTO_Psion:
@  CO:  Shall we dispatch a medical team?

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
*A_XO* thank you Sir, I'll join you there :: leaves the cafe for the repair facility::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO: regrettfully, acknowledged

D_CSO_KBeth:
::starts to edge a little closer to the beastie::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles:: ACO: congratulations to you and your husband

D_MO_Lea:
::Spots it and starts walking toward it slowly::

Council_Minister:
::arranges for a Klingon martial arts course to be taught by a Klingon vessel due to arrive in the next few hours ... wonders if Master Chief Petty Officer Abbot might be available to teach it::

A_XO_Valrek:
::closes a compartment and moves on. Only a few workbees and shuttles are in the bay where he is.::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@:;Glances at Nichols, his face is pale::

D_FCO_Nichols:
DCO: Permission to pilot the medical team, sir?

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO,DFCO: Plan a rescue mission to investigate the sight of explosion. Take another runabout.

D_CTO_Psion:
@ FCO:  Are there any phenomena that would interfere with warp capable engines in the vicinity?

D_MO_Lea:
::Holds out a hand toward the creature::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::looks over his menu and looks over to Jerni:: ACMO: Honey are you alright, I'm sorry ::frowns::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ CO:  Aye sir.

D_CO_Gnt:
@DCTO: You may take a medic with you

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
:: follows the signs to the repair facility :: self: impressive

D_FCO_Nichols:
DCTO: Not that I have found no.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
D_ENG: Thank you, Lt...  I'll pass that on.

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO: Careful...it sniffed my hand and wagged it's tail yesterday and then ....

D_FCO_Nichols:
@DOPS: Lets hope for the best, shall we?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: laughs a bit :: D_ENG: I'm alright...

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::notices the D_MO reaching out to the flying dog. Pulls a phaser on stun in case it attacks.::

D_CTO_Psion:
@  ::Motions to FCO to follow him off the bridge::

D_MO_Lea:
::Get her hand just up to it's face and watches, fascinated::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: Any response from the Apache?

A_OPS_Drathlai_:
::stands and kisses her on the cheek::  A_CIV:  See you soon.  *Rakhmatullin*:  Meet me at the Comm array...

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
::notices the  A_XO and walks over to him:: A_XO: Good Morning Sir

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sees someone trying to make contact with the "flying dog"::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CTO: raise shields, there may be a ship out there that attacked the runabout.

D_MO_Lea:
D_TO: I doubt it is hostile...

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles:: ACO: your welcome

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::gives Jerni a kiss::

A_XO_Valrek:
::turns to see Cal::A_Civ: Good Morning. What was it you needed to discuss?

D_FCO_Nichols:
@::gets up, pats Lynam on the shoulder and heads to the turbolift::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_CO/D_ENG: Hummm... That looks good....

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Raises shields::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: negative

D_MO_Lea:
::tries to pet the creature's head::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_MO: You go ahead and doubt all you want. I'll wait and see.

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Leaves tactical for Turbo lift::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: points on the menu :: A_CO/D_ENG: I think I'll go for the #3 special.

D_FCO_Nichols:
@::enters the turbolift and looks back at the Captain::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ OPS:  I leave tactical to you sir.

D_MO_Lea:
D_TO: That is fine.

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_XO: I was wondering what your initial impressions of the Artans was?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::looks at Jerni:: ACMO: what is that Honey?

A_SEC_Abbott:
::stops and watches closely readying her phaser....untrusting of the animal::

D_CO_Gnt:
@:: Stands to make a silent prayer for Mr.Wall::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CTO: acknowledged, good luck.

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::TL doors close::  *Shuttle bay 2*

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
<Waitress> :: walks to the A_CO D_ENG and A_CMO's table :: Are we ready to order?

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Raises shields, transfers tactical functions to his panel::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::smiles:: A_CMO/D_ENG:  I'm going to leave you two alone, You should enjoy yourselves.

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sets her phaser to it's minimum setting..just in case::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_CO: Are you sure, captain?  :: frowns a bit ::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Looks at FCO::  What are you...feeling?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
ACO: please stay

D_FCO_Nichols:
@DCTO: How could this happen?  There was no warning, nothing in subspace...

A_XO_Valrek:
A_Civ: Well, at first, they seemed very happy and easy going. After getting to know them, I can say that they are very eager to please us. I am hoping that it is not just a show.

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::walks up to comm array, Rakhmatullin is waiting::  Rakhmatullin:  Hello again, crewman...

D_CSO_KBeth:
::turns and sees the A_SEC with her phaser:: A_SEC: It's okay...It won't really hurt us.  It could have yesterday and didn't

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
<Waitress> :: looks annoyed :: ALL: er... I'll come back.  :: waddles away ::

D_MO_Lea:
::Starts to stroke the creature's fur::

D_FCO_Nichols:
@DCTO: I'm not sure what I'm feeling.  I'm trying to sense anything, but my emotions are getting in the way.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
A_CMO/D_ENG:  O

D_CTO_Psion:
@ *MO*  Medical officer to shuttle bay 2.

A_SEC_Abbott:
::nods:::D_CSO: Just a precaution...i have never seen a flying animal of this sort before.....

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: Notify the crew on leave , about the explosion. Make it quiet.

A_OPS_Drathlai:
<Rakhmatullin>  A_OPS:  Sir, I don't see anything wrong with our scans here or with the Delphyne's officer's records...

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Scans area of the explosion, reads a small object.::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_XO: I have to admit that eagerness to please is a concern. I am concerned that there is more to it.

D_CTO_Psion:
@ FCO:  Understandable.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
A_CMO/D_Eng:  I'm sure, thank you though.  I need to walk a bit.  ::stands and leaves the cafe::

D_MO_Lea:
::Sinking feeling:: *CTO*: I will need to be beamed up..

D_FCO_Nichols:
@DCTO: Bringing Lea from the surface?

A_OPS_Drathlai:
Rakhmatullin:  That isn't the point, crewman, aren't you excited to see it?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
A_CO: Ok... :: smiles :: Have a wonderful day.

D_MO_Lea:
::Looks to the D_TO and D_CSO:: D-TO/D_CSO: All well..perhaps some other time.

D_CTO_Psion:
@ *MO* Acknowledged.  Await for beam up momentarily.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
A_CMO: Thank you, you too.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: Aye sir.  Sir, I have something on sensors, a small object....duranium alloy....definately part of the runabout.

D_CO_Gnt:
@DELPHYNEALLDECKS: Mr.Wall's runabout seems to have been destroyed upon going to warp. A rescue team led by CTO Psion is on its way.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
ACO: ::smiles:: a pleasure to meet Captain Tyler

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::TL Stops and doors open::

A_XO_Valrek:
A_Civ: That is why I intend to make my own inspections. I am thinking that they may be directing us away from what they don't wish us to see.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: looks over at D_ENG:: D_ENG: Hon... are you that hungry?

D_MO_Lea:
::Holds her medkit and waits, stepping a few steps from D_TO and D_CSO::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
<Rakhmatullin>  ::walks in still scaning::  A_OPS:  No, sir, I don't...

D_CTO_Psion:
@  FCO:  Tantamount is our capability to perform past this situation.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::looks stunned at D_CSO and D_MO::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: Notify Mr.Psion to retrieve said fragment for study. Good work. Mr.Lynam

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
D_ENG: I've enjoyed meeting you, too.  ::walks out of the cafe and wanders down the street::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Walks to shuttlebay::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@COMM:D_Away Team:  All Delphyne senior officers please return to the ship.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_MO: Good luck Dr. Lea!

A_SEC_Abbott:
::turns off her phaser when she sees the animal doesn't pose a threat::

D_FCO_Nichols:
@DCTO: I know.  I'm getting there.  One thing about this "connection" is I know some of those Vulcan techniques for concentration.

D_MO_Lea:
::Is extremely worried that something has occurred that warranted bringing her from the planet instead of Rynle::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::shakes head::  Rakhmatullin:  See, look at that  ::points at an odd station::  isn't that interesting?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles and then looks back at Jerni:: ACMO: I'm just a little, how about you?

D_MO_Lea:
D_TO: Thank you..::Solomnly::

D_MO_Lea:
*CTO*: Awaiting beat out, sir.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@*CTO*: Mr. Psion, I have detected a piece of the runabout near the explosion sight.  Please retrieve it.

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_MO: Luck.

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_XO: Whilst the council members we have met are very eager, I can't say the same about the other Artians I have met.

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Approaches Rio Grande::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::walks toward the center of the city::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: smiles :: D_ENG: I was... but I'm not anymore... Could I just split a meal with you?

D_CTO_Psion:
@ *OPS*:  Acknowledged

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::Prepares to beam up::

D_CO_Gnt:
*CNslrduarte*: Standby to provide counseling if requested by the crew. Cancel attending this afternnoon's negotiations

A_OPS_Drathlai: 
<Rakhmatullin> ::looks at him blankly::  A_OPS:  Sir, I am here to do a job... just because you feel this is a place to sit around and say 'ladi-da' all day, doesn't mean I have to, too...

D_CTO_Psion:
@ FCO:  Prepare the runabout.  I shall transport the doctor aboard.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
D_ENG: I'm actually... still quite full from last nights dinner....

A_XO_Valrek:
A_Civ: Oh? I have only seen a few workers, and some friendly Artans in the atrium, other than that, my contact has been limited.

D_MO_Lea:
::Waits for beam up, becoming more nervous by the minute::

D_FCO_Nichols:
@CTO: Aye sir.  The Platte will be ready for launch as soon as you two are on board.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
*D_OPS*: aye sir  ::looks at Jerni and frowns:: ACMO: I'm sorry Honey, but I have to get back to the ship

D_TO_Hawkes_:
COMM: DEL: Three to beam up.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::walks along the promenade::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: nods :: D_ENG: Go... I'll see you later... :: smiles ::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Beams MO aboard runaobut::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::The D_CSO D_MO and D_TO  dematerialize, and rematerializes  on the del::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::goes about her way noticing the CO walking thoughtfully along::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::smiles:: ACMO: I'll see you when I can ::leans to give Jerni a kiss::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: You may beam up Leave and AT persons requesting to return to the ship

D_MO_Lea:
::Appears on the PLatte::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::sighs::  Rakhmatullin:  Sorry, scans picking up anything odd?

D_CTO_Psion:
@ FCO:  Take us out.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: leaves the Café with Ewan ::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@::holsters his Tricorder and heads to the bridge::

D_CSO_KBeth:
::Starts at a run towards the TL::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
<Rakhmatullin>  A_OPS:  No, sir, no different than ANY of the other one's...

D_CTO_Psion:
@ COMM: CO:  Departing Delphyne.

D_FCO_Nichols:
@*OPS*: Permission to launch.

A_XO_Valrek:
A_Civ: And what are your thoughts of the ones you have met?

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: Aye sir, I have ordered all senior officers to return, I show the last of them arriving now.  Shall I beam up all personnel or leave them be for now?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::taps comm badge:: *DOPS* I'm ready to beam up

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
D_ENG: Yes.. I'll see you when I see you....

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_XO: I would like to meet more Artans outside of the city. Inside the city it just seems so practiced, like they are acting out instructions.

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::Exits through bay doors::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: gives D_ENG one last kiss ::

D_CO_Gnt:
@COMM:PLATTE:MRPSION, Good luck

D_OPS_Lynam:
@:;Orders TR1 to beam D_ENG up to the ship::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: ONly those who have requested it.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Opens bay doors::

A_XO_Valrek:
A_Civ: Agreed, but at the moment, this facility is our main concern.

D_MO_Lea:
#::Takes a moment to become accustomed to her new surroundings then takes a seat by a console and waits until the other can explain what is happening::

D_CTO_Psion:
@ ::Beeps away on panels::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@::Exits the TL and moves to Tactical, familiarizes with the situation.::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::gives Jerni one last kiss, he then dematerializes::

D_CSO_KBeth:
@::Jumps into TL and holds the door for D_TO:: TL: Bridge

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: watch Ewan disappear in a shimmer of light and gets sadden a bit by his sudden departure. ::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::looks at the large building ahead of her and continues walking::

D_FCO_Nichols:
#DMO: We've got bad news Julian.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::materializes on the Delphyne::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: goes to the city center and wanders around ::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_XO: Yes Sir, can I help you in any way?

D_OPS_Lynam:
@COMM:Platte: You are cleared to depart.

D_FCO_Nichols:
#COMM: OPS: We've cleared the bay doors and are on our way.

A_SEC_Abbott:
::hesitantly approaches the A_CO:: A-CO: Ma'am? You look lost...is there anything I can do?

D_MO_Lea:
#::Sinking feeling sinks even further.  Speaks matter of factly, though.::D_FCO: I assumed.  What has happened?

Council_Minister:
::spots a rather commanding looking woman and sidles up next to her:: Tyler: Captain Tyler I presume?

D_CTO_Psion:
# :: Platte clears the Delphyne::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: buys a scone at a nearby store and chews on that as she goes window shopping. ::

D_MO_Lea:
#::Watchs D_FCO and become filled with dread::

D_CSO_KBeth:
@::exits TL and goes to Sci Station 1, starts to scan the area of the explosion::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
@::runs off the TR and enters a TL:: TL: Bridge

Council_Minister:
Tyler: Or is it Captain Turnbull ... the file wasn't very clear....?

A_XO_Valrek:
A_Civ: Yes, you can check with the others and see if they noticed anything unusual happening on the station. And see if the CNS can help you too.

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::plays the viewer display of the explosion for Lea::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::looks down on the Artan minister approaching the captain::

D_CTO_Psion:
# MO:  There is a possibility that Commander Wall's runabout has exploded.  Your objective is to scan for any lifesigns, failing that you are to attempt an autopsy.

D_MO_Lea:
#::Suddenly remembers the other times she heard "We've got bad news" and turns white as she watch the viewer::  D_FCO: Who was--?

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@:: Performs tactical scans of space::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::exits the TL and takes over Eng 1::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: bumps into some kids playing in the street :: Self: ooof... Kids: sorry, dudes and dudettes.

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_XO: Yes Sir, I'll get to it :: turns to leave ::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
<Rakhmatullin>  ::walks across comm array scanning, notices a spike in energy, turns and smacks his head on a unattached panel, and tears a hole in his head::  Self:  ::yells something in Kazakh::

D_MO_Lea:
#::Swallows hard and turns to the science console on the Platte::

D_CTO_Psion:
# ::Scans the area::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: continues her way ::

D_CSO_KBeth:
@::replays the visual of the explosion and sends the visual to D_TO's station:: D_TO: You should have the visual.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
Minister:  Captain Turnbull is correct, It's a pleasure meeting you.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
@DCO: what happened sir?

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Scans for any other ships or ion trails in the area, keeps a good sensor lock on the Platte as well::

D_FCO_Nichols:
#CTO: Glad to hear you break it to hear easily Psion.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@::Monitors the Platte on the tactical readout::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::doesn't want a display like yesterday and heads off leaving the A_CO and the Artan council::

Council_Minister:
Tyler: Oh, and I you ... it's a honor.

A_XO_Valrek:
::yells to her:: A_Civ: And don't make it too obvious what you are doing.

D_CO_Gnt:
@::Listening to comm between the runabout and bridge realizes that no survivor is going to be found

D_CTO_Psion:
#  FCO:  I am a Vulcan afterall.

D_CO_Gnt:
::

A_OPS_Drathlai:
::Turns to Rakhmatullin::  Rakhmatullin:  You alright, crewman?  Self:  Ack...  *A_CMO*:  are you busy at the moment, sir?

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::Increases speed to explosion site::

D_MO_Lea:
#::Does her best to recall her class on shuttle explosions and the most likely resulting injuries.  Tries to keep everything straight in her head and begins actively scanning the explosion site::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_XO: I'll be discrete Sir ::smiles::

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::looks at Lea::

D_CTO_Psion:
# FCO:  Once we approach the site drop to impulse, we do not want to repeat the explosion.

A_XO_Valrek:
::nods and returns to his inspections::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@D_CSO: Thank you. ::Examines the visuals slowly, frame by frame looking for weapons fire or the source of the problem::

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: I can't put off those negotiations any longer. I have to go down to the planet to meet with CO tyler-turnbull and the Artan High council

D_MO_Lea:
#::Bites her lip and continues scanning::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: almost chokes on her scone at the sudden com. ::  *A_OPS*: Nope.. How may I help you?

D_FCO_Nichols:
#DMO: We couldn't find proof of the explosion.  That's why we're heading out.  There's still a chance...

D_FCO_Nichols:
#DCTO: I will.

D_CTO_Psion:
# ::Approaches the site::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::bows slightly:: Minister: I apologize for not joining you for dinner.  I understand it went well.

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
@DCSO: what happened?

D_CO_Gnt:
@DOPS: Prepare a memorial service for when I return to the ship

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::slows to impulse::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
*A_CMO* Doctor are you free? :: walks along a corridor, curious no one here ::

D_MO_Lea:
#::Tries to localize the scanner::

D_CO_Gnt:
@OPS: the bridge is yours

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CO: Aye sir.  In light of what happened I must insist that a security team accompany you.

A_OPS_Drathlai:
*CMO*:  Well, not to bother you, sir, but Crewman Rakhmatullin just hurt himself rather bad... you have a med kit with you?

Council_Minister:
Tyler: Oh that is quite alright ... I trust you will make it up to me by attending the formal goodbye dinner and ceremonies tonight?

D_CTO_Psion:
# ::Initiates scans::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
*A_CIV*: Yes I am... May I help you?

D_CO_Gnt:
@TAC: send a two man team to meet me in transporter room 1

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
*A_OPS*: No.. but I know where to obtain one.  Where are you?>

A_SEC_Abbott:
::heads for the holdecks hoping to find a good martial arts workout program::

D_CTO_Psion:
#  FCO:  Transport the components of the runabout still intact.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Gets up, turns OPS over to Lt.Hansen and sits in the Captain's chair.::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
*A_CMO*: I was just hoping to chat with you

D_CO_Gnt:
<tac>: acknowledged :: assigns two man team to transporter room1::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
C_CSO: There's no trace of weapons fire that I can see. Might have been internal problems.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
Minister:  Yes, I will be here.  I'm honored by the attention you have shown us.  Thank you.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: heads off to the medical facility and takes a medkit from the wall ::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
*A_CIV*: Yes.. of course... Where are you?

D_CO_Gnt:
@:: enters the tl with agenda in hand, lost in thought ::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_CSO: Have you found anything from the sensor logs?

D_CTO_Psion:
# ::Scans subspace::

D_CO_Gnt:
::exits Tl and enters the Tr1::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@:;Can't believe what's happening.::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
*A_CMO*: I'll join you whereever you are Doctor. :: laughing to self, good point where am I::

D_CO_Gnt:
Trchief: Beam us to the co-ordinates outside of the high council chamber

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::beams aboard the piece of the Rio Grande's hull::

Council_Minister:
Tyler: Oh, my people are only giving your officers the attention they deserve. We wish to make sure that when Starfleet thinks of R & R ... Artus is first on their minds.  Plus we have stiff competition ... Risa ... Haven ... ::smiles and walks with her::

D_CSO_KBeth:
@::Plays the visual in slow motion again and checks scans:: D_OPS:Nothing conclusive, I'm boosting power to the arrays

D_CTO_Psion:
# COMM:  Delphyne:  Runabout Platte reporting in.  We have arrived at the site of the disaster.  Initiating investigation.

D_CO_Gnt:
@::stands on pad with sec team:;

D_FCO_Nichols:
#CTO: Is there anything else to beam aboard?

D_CO_Gnt:
Trchief: Energize!

D_OPS_Lynam:
@COMM:Psion: Acknowledgede

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::stops shuttle at site::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
@DOPS/DCSO: may I be let in on what  is happening please?

D_CO_Gnt:
<trchief>: ::presses buttons and CO and team dematerialize::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
::Bangs palm on Tac console in frustration::

A_XO_Valrek:
:;takes notes on a PADD, and leaves the repair facilities::

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::smiles:: Minister: From what I've seen, you are doing well at achieving your goal.

D_MO_Lea:
#::Tries to bolster the scanners::~~~Do not...~~~

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
*A_CIV*: I'mm... near the medical facility.... heading over to the comm array.  Crewman Rakhmatullin apparently hurt himself.

D_CO_Gnt:
::materializes with sec team near CO tyler-turnbull's location:;

D_CTO_Psion:
#  FCO:  Nothing of forensic value.  Attempt to re-trace the engine status of the Coco.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_TO: i know how you feel Lieutenant.  believe me.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@::Continue examining the visual log, while keeping an eye on the Tactical situation::

Council_Minister:
::smiles broadly and bows:: Tyler: Thank you, Captain.  Now then ... I have arranged an escort for tonights dinner for your Commander Valrek.  Should I arrange one for you as well?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: gets to the COMM Array and sees Rakhmatullin and gets down to business ::

D_CSO_KBeth:
@D_ENG: I'm afraid that the Coco exploded with XO Wall::starts to choke up a bit::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
*A_CMO*: I'll join you there :: looks for a sign to the Comm Array:: self: up one level and turn right.

D_CTO_Psion:
# MO:  Status?

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@D_OPS: YEah, I know...just feel helpless. I'm not giving up, but I doubt anyone could survive what I'm seeing on this file.

A_SEC_Abbott:
::gets to the holodeck and accesses the program files::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
:: arrives at the Comm array:: A_CMO: Can I help?

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
::sees Cpt. Grant materialize:: D_CO: Greetings captain.   Minister:  No thank you, My husband should be able to join me this evening.

D_CO_Gnt:
Minister, Captain Tyler-Turnbull: How good to see you both. I have a slight emergency on my hands. A problem with a small vessel but :: grits his teeth:: but the negotiations must go on

D_MO_Lea:
#::Bites her lip harder:: D_CTO: Noth::Clears her throat:: Nothing found sir.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@::Examines the visual fiel for dark matter::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: patches the crewman up in a jiffy ::  A_CIV: It's ok.. I think I got it.... Hold on a sec...

D_FCO_Nichols:
@DCTO: No signs of any engine difficulty.  In fact she was running smooth as silk.

Council_Minister:
::spots Captain Grant and smiles ... then frowns:: Grant: Is there any aide my station can offer?

D_CSO_KBeth:
@::Continues to scan adding more power to the array sensors until they are humming with energy, trying to find some sign of life::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: bites her lips, and concentrate on the finishing touches. :: Crewman: Done.  :: smiles ::

D_CTO_Psion:
#  MO:  Was all organic matter destroyed?  Or are there transporter traces?

Nicke:
ACTION: scans pick up no life signs

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: turns and stands up to face A_CIV :: A_CIV: Now... how may I help you?

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
D_CO: Is there anyway we may help you with this emergency?

D_FCO_Nichols:
#COMM: EO: Was there any problems with the Rio Coco recently?

D_CO_Gnt:
::hands padd with defense plan and list of required office spaces and other needs for permanent party::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::surprised look:: @D_CSO:: what? it exploded! how can that be, the Rio Coco was in tip top shape. Bridges and I did the work on it ourselves

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
::Smiles:: A_CMO: I was just wondering how you were?

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: packs up the medkit. :: Crewman: Please be more careful next time.... :: frowns ::

A_XO_Valrek:
::enters the communications center::

D_OPS_Lynam:
@::Orders hansen to scan subspace frequencies emitted by the special comm badges.::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::comes across many Risa and Haven programs....TOO many of them really::

Council_Minister:
::takes the PADD and glances over it wondering if there is anything his people can do::

D_MO_Lea:
#D_CTO: No, no organic matter. No transporter traces.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
Crewman: Excuse us.... :: walks over to A_CIV:: A_CIV: shall we take a walk, Cal?

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@::Runs quick scan of the Del incase Wall emergency-beamed out in time. Not hopeful::

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sighs looking for something she can fight in a holodeck program::

D_FCO_Nichols:
#DCTO: There's nothing here Psion.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: grins :: A_CIV: I'm... Wonderful!  :: emphasizes the word "wonderful." ::  It's good to be with my luv again.

D_CSO_KBeth:
@D_ENG:  I don't know...I can't find any cause for this...

D_CO_Gnt:
A_CO: My XO left on a runabout on a lifesaving mission but his runabout seems to have been destroyed. A search for survivors and evidence is on its way.

D_CTO_Psion:
# MO/FCO:  Perplexing.

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::looks at Lea, finds it hard to control her emotions::

D_CSO_KBeth:
D_TO: Anything?

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::falls to the floor::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_CMO: Of course ::smiles:: I'm glad you have managed to spend some time together.

D_MO_Lea:
#:Almost flatly::D_CTO: Quite...   ::Closes her eyes::

Council_Minister:
::decides to repeat himself:: Grant: Is there anything that my people can offer?  Perhaps form a search partY?

D_OPS_Lynam:
@D_TO: Secure from yellow alert.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
D_CSO: Nope, not a trace.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: glances over at her :: A_CIV: But somehow.. I get this distinct feeling that that's not what you really wanted to know.... :: raises her eye brows :: So.. spill... :: grins ::

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@: D_OPS: Aye sir. ::Turns off yellow alert::

D_CTO_Psion:
# MO/FCO:  We owe the CO all our thoughness.

A_CO_Tyler-Turnbull:
D_CO: I'll arrange for a team to assist with the search.

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::rechecks sensor scans for any sign of anything::

D_MO_Lea:
#D_CTO: Yes..

A_SEC_Abbott:
::sees a couple of programs entitled "Ferengi Martial arts"::

D_CTO_Psion:
# ::Looks at them...with a small tinge of emotion::

D_CO_Gnt:
Minister: Unless you can search for evidence of an emergency pod landing on your planet. Alas there would be little you can do but persevere with the negotiations

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@::Wipes the moisture out of his eyes::

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_CMO: I certainly didn't mean to pry, and I am happy that you have had this time with your husband.

D_FCO_Nichols:
#DCTO: We've checked it all, twice.

A_SEC_Abbott:
:;sighs heavily and growls under her breath::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
::self and cries a bit:: why did this happen?

A_XO_Valrek:
::inspects the communications array and translation computers::

D_MO_Lea:
#D_CTO/D_FCO: Then a third time.

D_CTO_Psion:
# FCO:  <Exhales> Aye.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: laughs :: A_CIV: No prying at all.  We didn't get a chance for a honeymoon after our wedding... I guess this sorta make up for it.

Council_Minister:
Grant: I will get my people on it immediately ... if need be, we will search every inch of Artus by hand. ::moves off and talks into a rudimentary communications device::

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::moves shuttle to other side of explosion site hoping for some change in scans::

D_CTO_Psion:
# FCO:  Set course back to the Delphyne.  I shall contact them.

D_CSO_KBeth:
@::wishes Klingons, even half-Klingons had tear ducts::

D_CO_Gnt:
MInister: You are too kind

A_CIV_MacKenzie:
A_CMO: ::trying not to be too serious:: The Artans are very eager to please us, don't you think?

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@::Begins searching for signs of Wall anywhere in the sector::

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: turns a corner in their walk ::

D_FCO_Nichols:
#DCTO: Aye sir.  ::bites lip to keep from crying::

D_FCO_Nichols:
#::sets course back to the Delphyne::

D_CTO_Psion:
# COMM:  Delphyne:  Runabot Platte reporting:  The runabout Rio Coco and all hands have been lost.

A_CMO_Quest-MacPherson:
:: turns to look at A_CIV:: A_CIV: Shouldn't they be?  :: curious:: I mean... they want federation protectorate... they would try everything and anything to impress us.... And so far.. they've succeeded... no?

D_MO_Lea:
#::Slumps in her chair at Psion's report::

D_ENG_MacPherson-Quest:
@::comms Bridges:: *ENG_Bridges*: I want a a full report on all the Runabouts and there repairs. I want it like yesterday

D_CTO_Psion:
# COMM:  Delphyne:  Investigative techniques have been exhausted, no rescue possible.

D_TO_Hawkes_:
@:D_CSO: Still no signs....anywhere!

D_FCO_Nichols:
#~~Psion, Lea~~: This just isn't fair.

D_CO_Gnt:
ACO: have you looked over the requests, I think quarters and offices for about 20 people should do.

D_OPS_Lynam:
@COMM:Platte:  Acknowledged.

D_MO_Lea:
#Self: Not again...

Nicke:
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