USS Delphyne 10005.15

Nicke:
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TO_Hawkes_:
::in security office going over tactical squad assignments::

CEOLefler:
::looks around engineering and realizes...He has nothing to do!::

CO_Grant:
:: In the ReadyRoom::

FCO_Nichols:
::at station monitoring distance and speed to the nebula::

MO_Matt:
::walks into sickbay looking through one of several padds::

OPS_Lynam:
::On Bridge at OPS::

CO_Grant:
*FCO*: Eta to Nebula?

CSO_KBeth:
::on bridge at science station 1 researching the Black Nebula::

MO_Lea:
::Receives the last report of EMU drills::

CIV_McLeod:
::studying up on the Breen::

CEOLefler:
::Types a message into Sarah's station::FCO: _"Hey hun, whats up?

CNS-Jiosa:
:: sits in her chair ::

CTO_Psion:
::In quarters::

FCO_Nichols:
CO: ETA 30 minutes to the Nebula's border, sir.

MO_Lea:
::While sitting by a console with Breen myths of xenobiology listed::

FCO_Nichols:
::jumps when message appears, then smiles::

MO_Matt:
::looks across sickbay to see Lea at a console, moves over to his new desk::

CO_Grant:
*FCO*: acknowledged, when we arrive. Come to full stop outside of the nebula. I will see then

ENG_Bridges:
::in Main Engineering::

FCO_Nichols:
CO: Um, aye sir.

CNS-Jiosa:
FCO: Something intersting pop up?

MO_Matt:
::puts down a few of the padds, keeps one still in his hands::

CTO_Psion:
::After cleaning up a present from the new boarder...leaves his quarters::

FCO_Nichols:
::types back to CEO:: FCO: Nothing but work!

CIV_McLeod:
::rubs his eyes and stifles a yawn::

MO_Matt:
::reaches into a drawer and descretely pulls out a modified phaser. looks it over and puts it back::

MO_Lea:
::Looks around for Ri'Chal and the inventory report and see Doctor Laiiron:: Laiiron: Hello Doctor.  ::Spots Ri'Chal:: Ri'Chal: Where is that inventory?

CO_Grant:
*OPS*: Mr.Lynam can I see you in my ready room please

CEOLefler:
_::_FCO: _I'm sorry, I can make the engines stop working and you can take a break and we can go for a wlak while my crew tries to figure out what happened?::

TO_Hawkes_:
::assigns a cutting/welding torch to each security squad::

ENG_Bridges:
::leaves the EO station to check the matter/antimatter chamber. Scanning for leaks and stress in the structure::

CTO_Psion:
::Enters turbolift::

MO_Matt:
MO: Hello Doctor. ::walks over and takes a quick glance at the Breen information that she is rumaging through::

FCO_Nichols:
CNS: Something of interest?  No, nothing of bridge importance anyway. ::smiles at Liz::

OPS_Lynam:
*CO*:Aye sir.

CTO_Psion:
*Computer* Bridge

CEOLefler:
EO: Bridges, have you made sure that all the modifications are ready for the Nebula?

OPS_Lynam:
::Gets up and goes to the ready room::

CSO_KBeth:
::tries to figure out a way to penetrate the nebula::Computer:Run simulation K'Beth 35

FCO_Nichols:
::types back:: CEO: And when the Captain finds out, he'd have both our jobs!

CNS-Jiosa:
FCO:Of course ::smiles knowingly::

OPS_Lynam:
::::Enters the ready room::

CO_Grant:
::Looks up as Mr.Lynam enters the room:;

MO_Lea:
<Ri'Chal>::Walks up and hands Lea a padd:: Lea: Here.. ::Nods to Doctor Laiiron::

ENG_Bridges:
CEO: All the necessary modifications have been done and checked a hundred times over. They're ready to go

CIV_McLeod:
::considers going to the holodeck to do the Breen combat sim again, then decides against it::

CTO_Psion:
::Turbolift opens to bridge::

CEOLefler:
FCO:_ I thought you had more confidence in my sabotage abillities, ok then, how about a rain check?

TO_Hawkes_:
::Finishing up the security squad's TOand E, Hawkes brings up the files on personal phaser training. Notices that the entire crew is due for some soon.::

OPS_Lynam:
::Approaches the captain and waits::

CO_Grant:
OPS: Since you are Acting XO and most likely candidate for XO job. It is going to mean a lot of extra duties for you.

MO_Matt:
MO: Lea, if you need me to help you move your stuff down into your new quarters once I'm out of there, I'd be more than happy to help.

CTO_Psion:
::Walks up to K'Beth::

CEOLefler:
EO: Alright, well I guess we really have nothing to do, for the first time since I joined this ship, everything is working

MO_Lea:
MO: What?

FCO_Nichols:
::looks to see if Liz is still watching her console::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Yes sir, i have been experiencing some of that lately.

ENG_Bridges:
CEO: just passing the time myself, but I could check the mods again?

MO_Matt:
::glances down to his padd:: MO: Well, remember that for the next few hours.  If the Captain hasn't contacted you yet, he will soon.

CTO_Psion:
CSO:  Progress?

CEOLefler:
EO: Its up to you. I'm not asking you to, but you can pass the time however you want.

CNS-Jiosa:
::looks down to her PADD and reads off it for a second::

CO_Grant:
OPS: WE have to be ready to select an officer to replace you as OPS.

ENG_Bridges:
CEO: I will run a test programs on them

OPS_Lynam:
::Pauses, not having thought about that.::

MO_Lea:
::Nods, confused:: MO: Well, thank you, sir. ::Glances down to review the inventory results::

CSO_KBeth:
::looks up from simulation data and looks at Psion:: CTO: I'm trying a modified version of the RF frequency.  Utilizing it like an old fashioned sonar I believe we can penetrate the nebula.

TO_Hawkes_:
::Makes a note to schedule a training session in the near future.::

Nicke:
ACTION: as the Engineering crew discuss the department .. a small "clunk" is heard

OPS_Lynam:
CO: I guess you're right.  Do you have someone in  mind?

CO_Grant:
Mr.Lynam: Mr.Psion thinks highly of his assistant, Mr.Hawkes. And Mr.Hawkes has expressed a desire to try out the assignment

ENG_Bridges:
Computer: run test program on the ships modifications Delta Alpha Charlie Bridges

CIV_McLeod:
::looks up from screen and blinks around his quarters::

CEOLefler:
EO: Yup, figures. Lets find out what just fell apart.

TO_Hawkes_:
::Gets up, and heads to the armory to investigate the readiness of the weapons::

OPS_Lynam:
::Looks slightly surprised. ::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Really?  Hmmm, I had Hawkes pegged for a lifetime at tactical.

CTO_Psion:
CSO:  What is the likelihood of penetrating the ionic turbulence?

CEOLefler:
EO: Sounded like one of the EPS lines just choked on its self. Never a good sound

CO_Grant:
Lynam: I want to test him first and you are to evaluate his performance.

MO_Matt:
::moves away from the console, still reviewing the information on the padd::

CO_Grant:
Lynam: thus for this mission you are to concentrate on XO duties

ENG_Bridges:
<Computer> running program Delta Alpha Charlie Bridges  ::turns to look at the Chief:: CEO: aye, sir

MO_Lea:
::Loads the Padd's information into the computer and tries to make sense of the sorted rumor concerning Breen physiology::

ENG_Bridges:
::walks in the direction of the "plunk"

CSO_KBeth:
CTO: Depending on the wave length, the RF emissions should bounce off of anything metalic and return to us.  I'm trying to modify it for organic material.

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Uhhh, are you sure you want him to take over right now?  I mean, the Breen may be waiting for us at the Nebula.

TO_Hawkes_:
::Pulls a phaser out of the rack and checks it's sarium-krellide battery::

FCO_Nichols:
::types:: CEO: Well, we could at least check the system link between you and me...

ENG_Bridges:
::pulls out a Engineering tricorder scans where the noise came from:

CIV_McLeod:
::brings up various mission data::

CO_Grant:
LYnam: He claims to have studied all the relevant materials and you can take over if he fails

MO_Matt:
::moves and sits down at his desk, turns to a console and starts to review some more information on rapid biological degeneration weapons, a type of potent chemical warfare...then takes a sidelong glance at the drawer with  the phaser in it::

CO_Grant:
Lynam: Or have one of your assistants to help him

TO_Hawkes_:
::makes the appropriate marks in his notes..and moves on::

CEOLefler:
FCO: _Oh , wanna test the link do you?

CTO_Psion:
CSO:  You idea is intriguing.  I would add a backup to your theory:  we could increase the intensity of the scanning beam and cause localized combustion of the nebulous matter.  By monitoring the dissipation of heat energy it may be possible to distinguish plasma from solid subtances.

OPS_Lynam:
CO: No sir, i don't think an assistant watching over his shoulder is a good idea.  It implies i don't trust him, which I do.  I was just worried about the ship.  I'll move him into the position right away.

CEOLefler:
FCO: _Alright, I better get to work before you distract me into blowing this whole thing up. I'll see you after our shifts are over. Kisses

FCO_Nichols:
::types:: CEO: You think you're sooo smart!

TO_Hawkes_:
::finds a phaser with a dead battery...and replaces it.::

FCO_Nichols:
::checks distance to Nebula::

FCO_Nichols:
::types:: CEO: Bye handsome.

CEOLefler:
FCO: _Who said anything about "think"  . Later_ ::closes screen::

CO_Grant:
Lynam: Fine, now onto the next matter. Dr.Laiiron wants to concentrate on research and do to his recent health problems Dr.Lea has been shouldering most of the defacto CMO duties.

ENG_Bridges:
CEO: my tricorder hasn't found what fell apart

MO_Lea:
<Ri'Chal>::Wanders by Doctor Laiiron on her way to the supply closet::

Nicke:
ACTION: scanner finds a wayward spammer

MO_Matt:
::looks up to the nurse, and nods, strangely calm compared to his last self in sickbay a few weeks ago::

TO_Hawkes_:
::The armory checks out, so he heads for the phaser control room::

CSO_KBeth:
CTO:Hmmm..I like that. ::leans over to adjust the controls:: There...let's see what this will do.

OPS_Lynam:
CO: yes sir.  I am aware of that.  I assume you want to move her into the Chief Medical slot?

CO_Grant:
Lynam: Effective today since they basically have the same seniority they are switching jobs. Dr.Lea is to be CMO while DR.Laiiron is to be a staff researcher on call if needed for emergencies

MO_Lea:
::Sighs and resists the desire to switch off the screen and watch it satisfyingly blink out of existance::

ENG_Bridges:
::self:: ahh ha! CEO: it's a wayward spammer

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Aye sir.

CEOLefler:
Bridges: Be my guest and take care of it please. I'll be in my office filing some reports because as we ll know I lead such a glamorous life.

CO_Grant:
Lynam: However we might not have Dr.Lea for a couple of weeks while on a special assignment for Starfleet. I am not at liberty to discuss her assignment with you.

CIV_McLeod:
::hums slightly as he reads the data he's pulled up::

TO_Hawkes_:
::entering the Phaser control room, Hawkes pulls up the maintenance records, and asks the phaser operators if they've noticed anything unusual::

CTO_Psion:
CSO:  Will our transporters be useful at all?

ENG_Bridges:
::laughs:: CEO: aye sir!

OPS_Lynam:
::Raises one eyebrow.::

CO_Grant:
Lynam: Also , bring up the dutyofficer on the list for fco duty. Ms.Nichols is scheduled to take a refresher course at Starfleet Advanced Combat Flight School.

ENG_Bridges:
::goes and checks the wayward spammer to see why it made the sound it did::

MO_Lea:
::Catches Ri'Chal's attention again:: Ri'Chal: Check all of the emergency medical kits above deck ten. Have E'tal check the rest.

CEOLefler:
::Saunters into office and sits down and stares at his holographic ship floating over the table:: Self: Hmm, looks like the old girl needs a new paint job, 'll have to take care of that next time we are docked.

CSO_KBeth:
CTO: Actually I've been thinking on that.  If we could find out what the Breen use as meterials for their suits, then we could isolate it with the transporters...

CO_Grant:
Lynam: Probably she will leave piloting a shuttle with Dr.Lea as a passenger. Modify your back-up list in case of an AT accordingly

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Aye sir.  Effective when?  If I may ask.

TO_Hawkes_:
::finding no problems in Phaser control more threatning than a swivel chair that needs oiling...Hawkes heads down to the photon torpedoe launchers::

CO_Grant:
Lynam: Nobody leaves until we are on station

ENG_Bridges:
::finds that some "screws" were loose and tightens them back up::

CIV_McLeod:
::stares into space, thinking about the Breen::

CTO_Psion:
CSO:  We would need to confine the transporter scanners to it's finest to penetrate all the extraneous energy signatures.

MO_Lea:
<Ri'Chal>MO Lea: Yes sir. ::Heads out of sickbay and enters the turbolift:: TL: Bridge.

OPS_Lynam:
::makes notes on his PADD::

MO_Matt:
::sits at his desk and types at the padd::

CSO_KBeth:
CTO:But we would have to have the exact organic and chemical make-up of the material that we are looking for, otherwise we would be overwhelmed with extra data

ENG_Bridges:
::self:: there that ought to do it. Let's see you fall this time!

TO_Hawkes_:
::entering the photon torpedo bay, Hawkes once again starts with the maintenance records, and performs a visual inspection.::

CO_Grant:
Lynam: THat is all that I have. Let us return to  the bridge and get an update

ENG_Bridges:
::walks over to CEO Lefler's office and peeks in:: CEO: Spammer fixed sir

MO_Lea:
<Ri'Chal>::Enters the bridge and moves to a back ground 'cupboard' to check that medkit::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Aye sir.

CO_Grant:
:: Gets up from chair and moves towards the door::

CEOLefler:
::looks up fomr a padd:: BRIDGES: Good job,  you can go back to your own projects for now

FCO_Nichols:
::turns to look at Lea and smiles::

OPS_Lynam:
::Follows the CO to the door.::

TO_Hawkes_:
::Finding all in order with the launchers, Hawkes enters the torpedo storage bay. A dark room surrounded by row after row of photorps::

ENG_Bridges:
CEO: aye Sir

CO_Grant:
::door opens and walks onto the bridge::

MO_Lea:
::Tries to at least rearrange some of the information so that she can better understand it;:

ENG_Bridges:
::goes back to his program:: 

MO_Lea:
<Ri'Chal>::Opens the medkit and begins to thoroughly examine it's contents::

CO_Grant:
OPs: according to our conversation , summon the candidate to the bridge

OPS_Lynam:
::Enters the bridge and goes to the XO's chair.::

CTO_Psion:
CSO:  Perhaps if we utilized an algorithm that negated nucleogenic readings we would be able to accomplish better resolution.

ENG_Bridges:
Computer: progress on the modification simulation program

CO_Grant:
CTO: Status?

OPS_Lynam:
*TO*: Lieutenant hawkes, please report to the bridge immediately::

TO_Hawkes_:
::walks up to a photorp, and taps it...listening to the sound like one would a watermellon::

ENG_Bridges:
<Computer> Modifications workking at 100% with 20% left to check

FCO_Nichols:
CO: 5 minutes to Black Nebula sir.

TO_Hawkes_:
*OPS*: Aye aye...on my way.

CSO_KBeth:
::checks the data from the computer simulation:: CTO; I'll try that. ::adjusts entry points::

MO_Lea:
<Ri'Chal>::Closes the kit, replaces it and moves to the 'cubboard' on the other side of the bridge, always listening::

TO_Hawkes_:
::Makes a note that the photorps are ripe, and heads for the TL::

CO_Grant:
CTO: We are borrowing your tO today for a test under fire so to speak as OPS candidate

CTO_Psion:
CO:  ETA to the Black Nebula in five minutes.  K'Beth has come up with a preliminary scanning technique.  We may also have a method to utilize the transporters.

TO_Hawkes_:
::Enters TL:: TL: Main Bridge

CTO_Psion:
::Moves to Tactical::

CO_Grant:
FCO: Acknowledged, slow to warp one

FCO_Nichols:
CO: Aye sir, warp one.

CO_Grant:
*ENG*: What is our status in engineering , Mr.Lefler?

FCO_Nichols:
::slows engines::

CTO_Psion:
::Initiates scans of the vicinity::

TO_Hawkes_:
*CTO* : All weapons visually inspected and in order. All security squads ready.

CEOLefler:
*CO*: Modifications are ready, we are ready to enter the Nebula

TO_Hawkes_:
::exits TL and enters bridge::

CO_Grant:
CTO: good, news about scanners and some transport capability. Excellent

ENG_Bridges:
<Computer> Simulation program Delta Alpha Charlie Bridges complete. All ships modifications operating at optimal performance

CTO_Psion:
*TO*  Well done Mr. Hawkes.

TO_Hawkes_:
::Looks around for Lynam::

TO_Hawkes_:
OPS: You called?

CO_Grant:
*CEo*: Very good, join us on the bridgethen

OPS_Lynam:
TO: take over at OPS Lieutenant, and try to keep the matter and antimatter separate for the most part.

TO_Hawkes_:
::while waiting...hands CTO a padd with his reports::

MO_Lea:
<Ri'Chal>::Takes her time examining the second medkit::

ENG_Bridges:
*CEO*: My program is finished at the modifications still check out a'ok

TO_Hawkes_:
OPS: ::laughs:: aye aye sir.

CEOLefler:
*CO*: And Captain, I have been going over the preliminary scans of the Nebula and thought you might want to know that thanks to the composition of the Nebula if we were to enter Grey mode while inside we would be completely undetectable. The gases in the Nebula would mask the remaining emissions we usually can not hide.

CSO_KBeth:
::glances up at view screen as the nebula grows larger, checks snsor readings::

CTO_Psion:
::Takes reports from Hawkes::

CO_Grant:
::bends over to AXO LYnam and whispers::

MO_Matt:
::looks into the drawer again, and thinks about the Breen...then returns to his padd::

CEOLefler:
BRIDGES: ok I am heading to the bridge, you have Engineering

TO_Hawkes_:
::Settles into the OPS position and tries to remember his OPS cross training from SFA::

OPS_Lynam:
TO: Oh, and the sword doesn't go with the job.  If the Breen come aboard you just toss that over here, right?

CEOLefler:
*CO*: I'm on my way up

CIV_McLeod:
::nearly falls off chair and goes back to looking at data::

TO_Hawkes_:
::Familiarizes himself with the power settings, and allocations::

CO_Grant:
AXOLYNAM: I wonder if Mr.Hawkes has a good poker face if we have to talk to Breen

ENG_Bridges:
CEO: aye Sir

TO_Hawkes_:
::pretends he dind't hear the CO's comment :) ::

FCO_Nichols:
::looks over at Hawkes::

CTO_Psion:
CO:  Nothing unusual indicated from tactical scans.

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Your comrade is nervous.

CSO_KBeth:
::remembers from learning at the academy that the Breen have a tendency to shoot first and talk later::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: That is one of the things you wanted to find out, right?  ::Grim smile::

TO_Hawkes_:
OPS: Aye sir...toss the sword...got it!

CO_Grant:
FCO: When we arrive, you can leave for your Combat Flight school, check with Dr.Lea first. She might need a ride

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  Do you mean Hawkes?

CEOLefler:
::Enters Bridge, this close to Sarah he realizes he can almost hear her thoughts whispering really far back in his mind::

MO_Matt:
::leans back in his chair and looks around the sterile chamber of sickbay::

CIV_McLeod:
::mutters to himself and stands, stretching::

ENG_Bridges:
::he now try and finds where he put his keys, looks around again::

CO_Grant:
LYNAM: It says so on checklist

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Of course I mean Hawkes.

MO_Lea:
::Switches off the display and closes her eyes, leaning the chair back slightly::

FCO_Nichols:
::feels Lefler's presence behind her.  Turns and smiles::

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  Indeed, his human nature seems to be pronouncing itself.

TO_Hawkes_:
::Looks at Nichols as if to say..."remember...I can hear you"  Smiles ::

CO_Grant:
::Nods seeing Lefler on bridge:;

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: But I'm sure he'll be fine.

CSO_KBeth:
::starts to utilize some of the new scanning techniques...and taps finger on console waiting for the results::

OPS_Lynam:
CEO: just who I wanted to see.  What is the status of our Runabouts?  Any suitable for duty in the Nebula?

CEOLefler:
::Nods to Captain and sets himself up ate Engineering station::

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  Undoubtedly.

FCO_Nichols:
::looks back at Hawkes and whispers:: TO: You're doing fine.

CO_Grant:
CEO: Is there a shuttlecraft or runabout ready in case of an AT?

MO_Lea:
<Ri'Chal>::Dawdles a little more with the medkit, but finally begins to put everything back and ever-so-slowly record the information onto her padd::

TO_Hawkes_:
FCO; WHispers:: Thank you. And how are you?

CNS-Jiosa:
::rubs her forehead for a second then shakes her head as id to clear it::

OPS_Lynam:
::Looks up the duty roster on the chair's console, is not surprised at his findings.::

CTO_Psion:
::Notices the counselors gesture::

FCO_Nichols:
TO: I'm fine.  ~~here if you need some backup~~

CEOLefler:
OPS/CO: Well Mac's pride and joy has several modifications already installed that would make it suitable for travel withing the Nebula, that would be the Rio Coco

ENG_Bridges:
::moves the manual on Lateral Sensor Arrays and finds his keys:: Ahh there they are! ::smiles::

CTO_Psion:
CNS:  Counselor?

CO_Grant:
AXOLYNAM: Who is on the duty list for today. Please tell me it is not WObbles

OPS_Lynam:
*CIV*: Ensign McLeod, stand by to report to the bridge please.

TO_Hawkes_:
FCO: ::nods::

CNS-Jiosa:
CTO: Oh it's nothing, really

TO_Hawkes_:
::Stiffens involuntarily at the mention of 'Wobbles" ::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: No sir, it is Ens. McLeod

MO_Matt:
::checks to see if he has any research documents or discourses from Starfleet Medical, turns back to his desk and padds empty handed::

CIV_McLeod:
::glances at the noise::  *OPS* : Ah, excellent.  I was getting stir crazy down here.  I'm on my way, sir.

CEOLefler:
OPS/CP: I mean the Platte

CTO_Psion:
CNS:  Evenstill, I would suggest further examination considering the unknown nature of our mission.

CNS-Jiosa:
CTO: You'd have me go to sickbay over a slight headache?

CO_Grant:
AXOLynam: Thank goodness, I understand Mr.Wall was planning a series of grueling work assignments for Wobbles. You might have to pick up that task

CIV_McLeod:
::checks uniform and heads to the TL::

OPS_Lynam:
CEO: Understood.  have a crew prepare it in case we need to launch.  Put environmental suits aboard.

CTO_Psion:
CNS:  It would be the logical choice.

CEOLefler:
OPS: Aye sir.

OPS_Lynam:
CO: I'll look into it.

CO_Grant:
CNS: Any insight on dealing with Breen ?

CEOLefler:
::Sends message to his runabout crew in Shuttle bay 1 with instructions::

CSO_KBeth:
::thinks that there are few places that Wobbles could NOT destroy, wonders if maybe Wobbles could be sent into the Nebula as bait::

CNS-Jiosa:
CTO: Never could argue with Vulcan logic, 

CIV_McLeod:
TL: bridge, please

MO_Matt:
::checks the drawer again and pulls out another identical modified phaser. takes the two and places them back in the drawer::

CTO_Psion:
CSO:  Do sensors indicate anything of note?

FCO_Nichols:
CO: Sir, we are at the edge of the Nebula

TO_Hawkes_:
::Notices a slight drop in power usage. Reallocates to the next priority system::

CNS-Jiosa:
CO: Well Sir there is the old Romulan saying "Never turn your back on a breen" as long as we let them know we are watching them the less likely they will try anything sneaky

CO_Grant:
CNS: Very well then

ENG_Bridges:
::mills around the matter/antimatter chamber::

CO_Grant:
CNS: I am also concerned about who might be doing business with the breen

MO_Matt:
::wonders when Lea will be made CMO and how she will react to it, decides she might as well tell her::

CSO_KBeth:
CTO: I'm starting to get preliminary data from the RF emissions.  So far there is nothing out there but gaseous material....::pauses as computer beeps::

CEOLefler:
::knows Bridges is probably just milling around down in Engineering doing nothing::

FCO_Nichols:
::stops at the Nebula's edge::

CO_Grant:
CNS: It would be a useful place this nebula to conduct shady dealings

MO_Lea:
::Has sudden rememberance and spins around in her chair:: Dr. Laiiron: I forgot, you still need to have another blood sample taken.

TO_Hawkes_:
::Glaces up to see the nebula on the main viewer::

CO_Grant:
::Feels the ship slow down::

CIV_McLeod:
::steps off TL:: OPS: McLeod, reporting, sir.

CO_Grant:
FCO: Status?

MO_Lea:
::Figures she hasn't much chance of getting the chief tactical officer down to sickbay during a possible breen meeting::

CNS-Jiosa:
CO: Indeed we could find anything from minor hustlers, to pirates, to Klingon Romulan, or federation renegades

MO_Matt:
::walks over to Lea, bearing his arm:: Lea: So...how have you been the last few weeks?  The place looks as good as ever, although that's not a surprise.

FCO_Nichols:
CO: We are at full stop at the Nebula's edge.

OPS_Lynam:
CIV: Stand by Lieutenant.

CO_Grant:
FCO: very good, You may proceed to your school assignment. COntact Dr.Lea on your way.

OPS_Lynam:
FCO: Oh, and tell Doctor lea that I think Black will look good on her.

ENG_Bridges:
::walks off and heads over to the table to read up on the new specs of the Forward Deflector Dish::

CO_Grant:
*DRLEA*: COngratulations on your new job as CMo, However you can take care of that matter from starfleet now

CTO_Psion:
::Scans for engines and weaponry::

OPS_Lynam:
CIV: Take over at helm Lieutenant.

MO_Lea:
::Thinks a moment and actually answers honestly:: Laiiron: ...tired, busy, enlightened, worried, pleased, saddened, proud...

MO_Lea:
*CO*:What?

CO_Grant:
CSO: Let me know if your sensors pick up anything unusual

CSO_KBeth:
CO: Aye sir.

FCO_Nichols:
CO: Aye sir.

CIV_McLeod:
OPS: Yes, sir.  ::Walks to station, smiling::

CO_Grant:
*MOLEA*: That thing starfleet said to do

MO_Matt:
::nod:: CMO: Yeah, congratulations.  I filed the request yesterday when I got back.

FCO_Nichols:
Civ: She's all yours.  Take care of her while I'm gone Michal.

MO_Lea:
::picks up the device, quickly withdraws the blood sample, files it away, and focuses complete attention to what two people are trying to tell her at once::

MO_Matt:
::falls silent so she can speak with the Captain::

FCO_Nichols:
::walks over to Lefler::

CIV_McLeod:
FCO: I'll keep her in one piece  ::smiles::

FCO_Nichols:
::whisper:: CEO: I'll see you in a few weeks.

CEOLefler:
FCO: Ok honey :kisses her on the cheek:: Take care, and have fun

TO_Hawkes_:
::notices the FCO depart and CIV take her place. Nods in a friendly manner to civ as if to say "You too huh?" ::

ENG_Bridges:
*CEO*: I am reading up on our new Forward Deflector Dish

MO_Lea:
*CO*: Ah, yes sir. And what would that be again? ::Wonders if perhaps she should take a day off for some rest if she's forgetting things::

CO_Grant:
::observes odd display of affection between CEO and FCO::

FCO_Nichols:
CEO: Thanks.

MO_Lea:
Laiiron: Request?

FCO_Nichols:
*MOLea*: I'm heading to the shuttlebay.  Need a ride?

MO_Matt:
CMO: For you to be CMO.  Congrats.

CEOLefler:
*Bridges*: Very good Bridges

CSO_KBeth:
::watches the stream of data coming inform the scans, searching for any anomalies::

MO_Matt:
CMO: Are you going somewhere?

FCO_Nichols:
::feels CO's eyes on her and Lefler.  Looks at him and blushes::

MO_Lea:
*FCO*: Ride where?  ::Hears a beep from her console, looks up:: Doctor Laiiron: To..be..

CO_Grant:
*MOLEA*: just take your sealed orders with you. They are in quarters

CEOLefler:
::Looks into Sarah's eyes and feels her embarrassment and almost laughs::

CIV_McLeod:
::looks at the bridge crew and smiles slightly, then turns to station::

MO_Lea:
Laiiron: I really do not know. ::Hears the captain:: *CO*: Yes sir..      Laiiron: Apparently so.

TO_Hawkes_:
::Bumps a little more loose power from expendable systems to the sensors::

CEOLefler:
FCO: You better get going before we cause a scandal

MO_Matt:
::feels alone, as usually, sits up on a biobed:: CMO: A secret mission?  You better get going.

FCO_Nichols:
::whispers:: CEO: bye.

CO_Grant:
CTO: any sign of other ships nearby?

CTO_Psion:
CO:  Negative sir.  All scans indicate no ships in the vicinity.  Either they are well masked or not present.

FCO_Nichols:
::steps into TL::

CO_Grant:
CTO: acknowledged

OPS_Lynam:
CSO: Have you found any evidence of the unusual spatial activity inside the nebula?

FCO_Nichols:
*MOLea*: The Captain told me to contact you about leaving for SB191.

ENG_Bridges:
::finishes the manual::

CO_Grant:
CSO: Pick up any signs of the odd stellar activity that Starfleet reported?

CTO_Psion:
::Thinks for a moment::

MO_Lea:
MO: It could be anything.  Yes, I should. ::Uncertainly stands::   *FCO*: Yes?  All right..I--  I will meet you in which shuttle bay?

MO_Matt:
::lays down on the biobed and puts his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling::

CSO_KBeth:
OPS/CO:Negative.  I still have 23 more sectors to scan though...

CO_Grant:
CSO: acknowledged

CO_Grant:
CSO: ANy signs of lifeforms in the Nebula?

CIV_McLeod:
:: checks the FCO's controls::

CSO_KBeth:
CO:Biological scans are also negative.  Unfortunately I can only achieve 89% accuracy on any bio-material readings.  I am working on a new technique with the transporters though.

FCO_Nichols:
*MOLea*: We'll leave on a shuttle in bay 1 as soon as you arrive.

MO_Lea:
MO: I--::Realizes this could be anything:: I hope to see you again, actually.

CO_Grant:
CSO: acknowledged, But keep up the good effort.

MO_Lea:
*FCO*: Understood. Lea out. ::taps her comm badges to close the signal::

MO_Matt:
CMO: Well, I'm always here...or unconscious.  Either way you can see me.

CO_Grant:
CSO: Prepare a series of probes to be sent into the Nebula that take advantage of your sensor improvements. Report to CTO when the probes are ready for launch

MO_Matt:
CMO: I'll move your stuff for you, if you'd like me to.

CIV_McLeod:
::programs in a few evasive maneuvers, just in case::

FCO_Nichols:
::stops at quarters and picks up travel bag::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: i recommend we go to yellow alert after the shuttle has launched.  I have a bad feeling about this.

CSO_KBeth:
::glances up from console and sees that the FCO has already left.  Is sorry that she didn't get a chance to say good-bye::

ENG_Bridges:
::goes into a jefferies tube to check out the climate controls::

CO_Grant:
AXOLYNAM: hmmm, good idea. Also an additional test of the candidate in power management

MO_Matt:
::watches the new CMO to see what she has to say before she leaves::

MO_Lea:
::Looks around as if she's forgetting something. Touches her badges, her side where a pocket would be, and the bridge of her nose, before looking up:: MO: Whatever you deem best, I am sure.

CTO_Psion:
Capt.:  It may also be possible to reconfigure a class 1 probe with a magneto guidance system.  That should attract it to any paramagnetic alloys.

TO_Hawkes_:
CTO: I was doing some research, and of course the breen like to use cloaking devices. And the ship's phasers can be adjusted to wide angle. I was wondering. Do you think a spread of phasers on wide angle could help to locate a cloaked ship? I was meaning to ask you that earlier. ::turns back to the ops console.::

MO_Matt:
::nods:: CMO: Whatever you want me to do.

FCO_Nichols:
::leaves a quick message for Lefler then heads to the shuttlebay::

TO_Hawkes_:
::prepares SB1 for departure::

TO_Hawkes_:
::re examines the power usage::

CTO_Psion:
TO:  It is a viable theory, yet that would depict the Delphyne in an antagonistic stance and would be a high risk.

FCO_Nichols:
::arrives at shuttle bay and begins system check::

MO_Lea:
::Dazzed::MO: I have absolutely no idea what I want...Good luck here.

TO_Hawkes_:
CTO: Good point ::thinks 'lousy federation peaceniks' :: But I just thought I'd run it past you.

MO_Matt:
::nods, slowly::

CTO_Psion:
::Wonders if TO has forgotten he is a telepath::

CO_Grant:
CTO: i concur about Mr.Hawkes peculiar plan. You have a good idea for the probe. set oneup that way. But no launching of probes until the shuttle is away

FCO_Nichols:
*MOLea*: ETA to shuttlebay?

CSO_KBeth:
TO; How about adjusting that idea and utilizing a broad band of neutrionic particles.  Wouldn't that bounce of off anything solid in a gaseous cloud?

ENG_Bridges:
::climbs down out of the jefferies tube::

CTO_Psion:
CO:  Aye.

MO_Lea:
::Remembers one of their talks:: *FCO*: Give me another five minutes, if it will not hurt?

CTO_Psion:
::Programs a class 1 probe::

FCO_Nichols:
*MOLea*: Okay, but more than that is liable to make me late for the seminar.

TO_Hawkes_:
CSO: :: Looks nonplussed:: Uh....science wasn't my strong suit at the Academy...but it sounds good...leaves the weapons ready for battle. And would be less likely to be mistaken for a threat.

MO_Lea:
::Betazoid instinct resurfaces:: MO: If there are Breen here, how well  will you handle that?

CIV_McLeod:
::glances at CSO:: TO: sort of like throwing flour on an invisible man::

FCO_Nichols:
*TO*: Permission to launch shuttle, eta 10 minutes::

MO_Lea:
*FCO*: Thank you. Four minutes, thirty-five seconds.

MO_Matt:
CMO: Here?  You mean, on the ship?

TO_Hawkes_:
CO: I assume permission is given for the shuttle launch?

CSO_KBeth:
::grins at CIV:: Sort of...

MO_Lea:
MO: You, your self. I do remember.

TO_Hawkes_:
::punches in the FCO's countdown numbers::

FCO_Nichols:
::continues system check::

CO_Grant:
HAWKES: GIve them permission to launch, after of course you take care of an important first step

TO_Hawkes_:
CO: Aye aye sir.

MO_Matt:
::thinks for a moment, decides to be honest:: CMO: If I have a shot at them I'll kill them with my bare hands.

CO_Grant:
::looks on status lights to see if the shuttlebay doors are still closed::

CIV_McLeod:
:;smiles for a minute, then checks back on his station::

TO_Hawkes_:
FCO: Permission to launch in four minutes. ::opens shuttle bay 1 doors::

FCO_Nichols:
*TO*: Hang on Hawkes, I need 9 minutes left not 4.  The good doctor isn't here yet.

MO_Lea:
::Looks concerned but walks backwards out of sickbay:: MO: ...Luck.  ::Smiles, then runs out of sickbay and to the shuttle bay::

TO_Hawkes_:
*FCO*: Very well.

OPS_Lynam:
TO: While you're at it, prepare to go to yellow alert.  we are vulnerable while launching shuttles.  We may need the shields in a hurry.

CSO_KBeth:
::smiles at mental picture of Breen standing with flour all over them::

MO_Matt:
::closes his eyes, his jaw clenched as he mentally berates himself::

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  Live long and prosper.

TO_Hawkes_:
OPS: Aye aye sir. ::Brings up the Yellow alert power protocols. ::

MO_Matt:
All: Get out of sickbay, come back in an hour or whenever I call for you.

TO_Hawkes_:
OPS: Yellow alert power is ready on command sir.

MO_Lea:
::Rushes to her quarters, grabs the orders, and runs to the shuttle bay and into the shuttle:: FCO: Ready. ::Gasps for breath::

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: You have been and always will be my friend.

FCO_Nichols:
::smiles at Lea::

CO_Grant:
::Looks up at the main viewer ::

FCO_Nichols:
*TO*: Okay, Hawkes, we're ready.

FCO_Nichols:
::closes shuttle door::

FCO_Nichols:
::puts thrusters on standby::

MO_Lea:
::Sits down and tries to return the smile::

TO_Hawkes_:
*FCO*: Alright Delphyne flight 23465, you are cleared for departure. Have a safe trip ladies.

MO_Matt:
Comp: Dim lights, lock sickbay doors.

CSO_KBeth:
::calculates how much flour it would take to cover a Breen ship and it's crew::

TO_Hawkes_:
::checks once again to make sure the SB1 doors are still open::

FCO_Nichols:
::smiles:: *To*: Thank you.

FCO_Nichols:
::engages thrusters and leaves the shuttle bay.

MO_Matt:
::walks over to his desk and pulls out the two phasers. in the twilight, moves to a grid and opens up a physical diagnostic program with biological settings::

FCO_Nichols:
::clears bay::

CIV_McLeod:
::tracks shuttle as it leaves the ship::

MO_Matt:
::places the phasers on the grid, and fires the beams into the machine, calibrating, then fires again, the green energy beams reflecting and pulsing information through the diagnostic::

TO_Hawkes_:
::Once the shuttle has cleared the Del...closes SB1 doors::

CO_Grant:
::Observes the shuttle departure::

FCO_Nichols:
@COMM:DEL: Good bye Delphyne, see you in three weeks.

CSO_KBeth:
::idly turns one sensor on the shuttle::

CO_Grant:
COMm:SHUTTLE: Safe trip Ms.Nichols and good luck Dr.Lea

MO_Matt:
<Comp>: Toxic levels sustained.

MO_Matt:
Comp: Good.

CTO_Psion:
CO:  The shuttle has cleared our immediate vicinity.

OPS_Lynam:
TO: Yellow alert Lieutenant.

MO_Matt:
::fires again, rapid, increasing the energy settings::

CO_Grant:
CTO: Launch the probes once the shuttle is safely away

CTO_Psion:
::Launches probes::

FCO_Nichols:
::glances over at Lea:: MO: Lynam had a message for you.

TO_Hawkes_:
OPS: Aye aye. ::Yellow allert!::

MO_Matt:
<Comp>: Complete biological degeneration sustained, processing information and soundin-

TO_Hawkes_:
::adjust power settings to Yellow alert levels::

MO_Lea:
FCO: Yes?   I was a bit frazzled in this departure.  What was it?

MO_Matt:
Comp: Cancel alarms, delete memory banks for the last ten minutes.

CTO_Psion:
CO:  Probe launch has been confirmed.  Telemetry should be received shortly at science station 1.

FCO_Nichols:
@MO: He said to tell you that he "thinks black will look good on you".

CO_Grant:
CTO:acknowledged

MO_Lea:
@::Blinks and just sits back in complete confusion::

MO_Matt:
::closes the diagnostic and moves back to the biobed, laying down and letting the two modified, deadly weapons rest on his heaving chest as he stares into the darkness of the chamber above...::

FCO_Nichols:
@::shuttle enters warp::

Nicke:
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