USS Delphyne 10006.19

Nicke:
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FCO_Nichols:
::on turbolift heading to the bridge::

CIV_McLeod:
::sitting at FCO station::

CO_Grant:
:: In the Ready Room::

XO_Lynam:
::On the bridge::

CNS-Jiosa:
::on the bridge::

OPS_Hawkes:
::At OPS, Patches TAC into OPS::

FCO_Nichols:
::enters bridge::

CNS-Jiosa:
::nods to Nichols in greeting as she enters the bridge::

OPS_Hawkes:
::Scans all comm channels for evidence of ships near the nebula...as per the briefing::

CO_Grant:
:: Exits the readyroom to go to bridge:;

FCO_Nichols:
::smiles at Liz and walks up to XO::

CO_Grant:
XO: Any progress compiling reports on the nebula from dept heads?

OPS_Hawkes:
COMM:Nebula: This is the USS Delphyne, we come in peace. Please signal if you read us. Over.

FCO_Nichols:
XO: Permission to be aboard and return to duty sir?

FCO_Nichols:
::looks at CO entering as she finishes her question::

CO_Grant:
::sees fco-nichols, smiles thinking of coffee::

XO_Lynam:
CO: I have several of the department reports, I'm waiting for the rest.  There is some...confusion about what actually happened in there.

CNS-Jiosa:
::hopes Grant replicates those cups with the no spill lids ::

CO_Grant:
XO: yes confusion

XO_Lynam:
FCO: Well, I guess as long as you came all the way out here you might as well return to duty.  ::Smiles::

CO_Grant:
FCO: Welcome back, I trust you learned much that was useful at your school

FCO_Nichols:
::laughs softly:: XO: Thank you.

CIV_McLeod:
::turns and sees FCO:: ::smiles and prepares to give up station::

FCO_Nichols:
CO: I believe so sir.  It was short but quite educational.

OPS_Hawkes:
::Continues scanning for comm-traffic in the area. Performs a tactical scan of the area::

FCO_Nichols:
::turns to McLeod::

CIV_McLeod:
FCO: She's still in one piece, if you can believe it  ::grins::

FCO_Nichols:
::looks over McLeod's shoulder at console::

CO_Grant:
XO: Didn't engineering report that they were short of personnel for the numerous diagnostic processes.

XO_Lynam:
All: Finish up your reports on the Black Nebula  and send it to me as soon as you can.

FCO_Nichols:
McLeod: What did you do to her Michael?  According to these readings, she's nearly a wreck?

XO_Lynam:
CO: Yes sir.

FCO_Nichols:
McLeod: You must have had some trip without me.

CNS-Jiosa:
XO: I'll need more time Sir its very time consuming to interview even a small fraction of the crew

CIV_McLeod:
::looks taken aback slightly:: FCO: We were..ah..riding the big waves out here

OPS_Hawkes:
::Compiles a log of all comm-traffic scans , showing no signals were detected other than std. Starfleet communiqués with the Del, and sends to XO's panel::

CO_Grant:
CIV: Take over the engineering station and co-ordinate most of the diagnostics with main engineering

FCO_Nichols:
::puts hand on McLeod's shoulder:: McLeod: I figured as much.  I hit some of those myself.

CIV_McLeod:
::smiles uncertainly:: FCO: Well, I will return her to your capable hands

XO_Lynam:
CNS: Understood.  Your report can wait.

CO_Grant:
dutysci: any more data on the nebula from our sensors?

FCO_Nichols:
McLeod: Why don't we get together for some holodeck drills off duty.  I can show you some of what I just learned in my battle classes.

CNS-Jiosa:
XO: Thank you sir

CIV_McLeod:
FCO: that sounds good.  I'm sure you've got some new tricks up your sleeve

FCO_Nichols:
::takes a step back so McLeod can get up from the station::

FCO_Nichols:
McLeod: Just a few.

DutySci:
CO: very little now, however the CSO informed me she will have the complete report.

XO_Lynam:
CO: I think we've set a record for warning buoys deployed.  How many does this make?

CIV_McLeod:
::stands and nods to FCO, then makes his way to the ENG station::

FCO_Nichols:
::sits at the FCO station::

CO_Grant:
XO: If our memories are so well repressed the counselor certainly has her hands full

OPS_Hawkes:
::notices Nichols return to her post::

OPS_Hawkes:
FCO: Welcome back.

FCO_Nichols:
OPS: Thank you.  You guys have fun without me? ::smiles::

CO_Grant:
CNS: Isn't that so?

OPS_Hawkes:
OPS: ::wan smile:: Actually...it was so dull I don't remember much of while you were gone.

CIV_McLeod:
::blinks and tries to ready his mind for engineering duties::

OPS_Hawkes:
::Checks the latest tactical scans::

DutySci:
::monitors sci sensors for any new::

CNS-Jiosa:
CO: Yes sir, though for  are memories to be repressed so for all of us in very unusual almost undoubtedly a sign of tampering, I will consult sickbay to find away around the memory blicks

CO_Grant:
XO: I am not sure of the actual record, at least 5

OPS_Hawkes:
::Moves on to check the recent comm-traffic scans::

CO_Grant:
dutysci: acknowledged but start pulling up the data on the cloud in sector 198.6

TO_Wobbles:
::walks onto the bridge and looks around::

XO_Lynam:
::Consults his PADD and sees most reports are in.  ::

TO_Wobbles:
::gives Captain Grant a friendly wave::

CNS-Jiosa:
::goes over to the FCO station:: FCO: I'm going to need to talk to you about what transpired during this last mission especially since you weren’t on planet and have a unique point of view along with CMO Lea

CO_Grant:
XO: as soon as you get a minimal report on our status from engineering we can set course for the cloud in sector 198.6

FCO_Nichols:
::checks and resets station::

DutySci:
CO: aye ::changes sensor focus on sector 198.6::

TO_Wobbles:
::saunters up to the Tactical Console and immediately orders a frappucino from it::

XO_Lynam:
::Puts his head in his hands and slowly shakes it.::

CIV_McLeod:
::reads engineering information and glances over at wobbles, face expressionless::

CO_Grant:
::hears a certain footfall signature unmistakable for Wobbles and cringes::

OPS_Hawkes:
::notices a the power usage from main Tactical go up. Turns around expecting to see Psion...and chokes::

FCO_Nichols:
CNS: I'd like to talk to you about it.  It seems like Lea and I remember much more than the rest of you.

TO_Wobbles:
::shrugs:: Self: Lousy coffeemaker ... ::runs a diagnostic on the tactical console::

FCO_Nichols:
::feels the hair stand up on her neck, turns to see Wobbles::

CO_Grant:
CIV: do we have warp drive and impulse engines upto starfleet standards?

OPS_Hawkes:
::minimizes the TAC readout on his console...but keeps that minimized version there just the same::

DutySci:
::turns to looks at Wobbles and shakes his head::

CNS-Jiosa:
FCO: Perhaps sometime after this next mission or during a lull it be informal, maybe over dinner me you lea and perhaps another member of the crew...

TO_Wobbles:
::smiles at Nichols and waves::

FCO_Nichols:
::smiles at Wobbles and turns back to station::

FCO_Nichols:
CNS: Okay, just let me know when.

CIV_McLeod:
CO: they're still tweaking the warp drive down in engineering, sir, but as long as you don't try anything fancy, we should be okay

TO_Wobbles:
::wonders what that Bajoran hottie is doing after duty::

DutySci:
::returns his focus on the readouts::

CO_Grant:
FCO:set course for sector 198.6, warp 4

CTO_Psion:
::At tactical::

CO_Grant:
XO: go ahead and have the warning buoy launched now before our departure.

CNS-Jiosa:
FCO: That I will ::heads back to station trying to figure out an appropriate time when all are off duty::

FCO_Nichols:
CO: Aye sir 198.6 at warp 4, engaged. ::sets and engages::

TO_Wobbles:
::looks at Psion:: CTO: Did you need something, Chief?

CO_Grant:
OPS: Mr.Hawkes , contact Starfleet Command  tell them we are on our way.

OPS_Hawkes:
::sees the power usage go up on the TAC console again...turns around to see what Wobbles is doing now...and is suprised to see Psion::

CTO_Psion:
::Looks at Wobbles::

TO_Wobbles:
::smiles at Psion::

CO_Grant:
fco: hold until the buoy is away

XO_Lynam:
CTO: Launch warning buoy in tube three.

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Aye sir!

TO_Wobbles:
XO: Aye sir ... ::goes to the torpedo launching controls::

CTO_Psion:
TO:  I believe this station is my duty and not my "need".

CTO_Psion:
XO:  Aye sir.

CTO_Psion:
TO: You are relieved Wobbles.

TO_Wobbles:
::bumps into Psion as he goes for the launching controls::

FCO_Nichols:
CO: Aye sir.

OPS_Hawkes:
COMM:SFC: This is USS Delphyne. We are enroute as per our orders. Delphyne out.

TO_Wobbles:
::backs away with this hands in the air:: CTO: Oh, sorry sir ...

DutySci:
::thinks a relief Psion has arrived to to over his station::

TO_Wobbles:
::trips over Psion's leg as he back away and falls backwards::

CTO_Psion:
::Prepares warning bouy::

CO_Grant:
::sees wobbles fall::

XO_Lynam:
::Brings up an old report on his PADD and begins finalizing the transfer process.::

FCO_Nichols:
::hears noise and turns to see Wobbles on the ground::

CTO_Psion:
::Launches bouy:: XO:  Warning bouy has been launched.

FCO_Nichols:
::looks at OPS and smiles trying not to laugh at Wobbles' expense::

CO_Grant:
XO: Do you think Mr.Wobbles requires medical care? If so perhaps he should report to medbay. I understand EMH was planning to draw some of his blood anyways.

CTO_Psion:
::Looks at Wobbles::

TO_Wobbles:
::scrambles up off the floor and smacks his head on the bottom of the tactical console as he stands up::

DutySci:
::thinks geez that man should not be a starfleet officer, as he shakes his head::

OPS_Hawkes:
::Closes out the TAC patch to his console::

XO_Lynam:
CO: Oh, most definately sir.

TO_Wobbles:
::stands rubbing the back of his head::

CTO_Psion:
::Sees tactical console blink momentarily after Wobbles' bump::

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Message sent.

CNS-Jiosa:
::looks at CO wondering if next time they could use wobbles as the warning buoy::

CIV_McLeod:
Wobbles: be careful, don't hurt yourself

CO_Grant:
XO: make it so, hmmm perhaps site-to-site transport would be appropriate here

FCO_Nichols:
OPS: What's the time until the buoy is launched?

XO_Lynam:
TO: Mr. Wobbles, please report to sickbay for routine physical.  And have the doctor look at your head while your there.

TO_Wobbles:
::nods at McLeod:: CIV: Of course, Captain.

CO_Grant:
XO: providing that the transporters are working

TO_Wobbles:
::nods and rushes towards the turbolift:: XO: Right away Commander Lymey.

CIV_McLeod:
::thinks to himself, "Captain?"::

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Hello, my friend.

XO_Lynam:
::Signs transfer paperwork and sends it off to Starfleet Command with a satisfied smile::

CO_Grant:
CTO: is the buoy away?

TO_Wobbles:
::the door don't open fast enough and he runs into them smacking his head ... stumbles ... and lands in the lift as the doors shut::

CTO_Psion:
CO:  Aye, the buoy has been launched and is working at optimal.

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  How have you fared?

CO_Grant:
CTO: excellent

OPS_Hawkes:
FCO: 10006.19 - 20.30

CO_Grant:
FCO:ENGAGE the course to the cloud

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Quite well, thank you.

FCO_Nichols:
CO: Aye sir. ::engages::

XO_Lynam:
::Forwards a copy of the paperwork to the Captain's PADD for his chop.  Does not think Grant will miss mr. Wobbles.::

OPS_Hawkes:
::checks the buoy's signal ::

DutySci:
CO: the records of sector 198.6 indicate minor dust clouds in that sector but have never cause interference at anytime before.

CO_Grant:
::feels glad to be underway and moving away from this unsettling nebula::

CO_Grant:
dutysci: acknowledged but now there is comm interference

CO_Grant:
::reads the messages from xo, signs the padd::

CIV_McLeod:
::reads the latest diagnostic info from engineering::

TO_Wobbles:
::walks into sickbay holding his aching back and looks around::

CTO_Psion:
::Checks weapons and shields::

CO_Grant:
XO: Go ahead and forward these reports to Starfleet command I am sure they will be thoroughly confused

XO_Lynam:
CO: Well, heaven knows we are.

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Is you memory affected along with the rest of the ship?

TO_Wobbles:
::doesn't see anyone in Sickbay and thinks that's awfully weird ... starts rummaging through cupboards for a bone regenrator::

XO_Lynam:
OPS: Mr. Hawkes, encode the data I am sending you now and transmit it to Starfleet.

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  I believe my memory is much affected.  In fact I do not remember anything after our first entry to the nebula.

CO_Grant:
XO: well they wanted an upclose and personal visit to the nebula now they have one

FCO_Nichols:
::checks speed and heading::

OPS_Hawkes:
XO: Aye sir! ::brings up encryption protocols, and applies them to the message. Sends it::

OPS_Hawkes:
XO: Message encrypted and sent sir.

TO_Wobbles:
::pulls out a hypospray and starts playing with it ... likes the little hissing sound::

XO_Lynam:
CO: I notice they never want an up close and personal visit to Eroticon 6.

XO_Lynam:
OPS: Acknowledged.

CO_Grant:
XO: ? :: Looks oddly at mr.Lynam 's statement::

TO_Wobbles:
::leans against a console until it bleeps and sputters and whirs at him ... jumps away::

DutySci:
::smirk's at the XO statement::

CIV_McLeod:
::looks at warp information:: CO: looks like warp is functioning normally, now, sir.  You can drag race her now:  ::smiles slightly::

TO_Wobbles:
::slaps at the console until it stops bleeping at him::

XO_Lynam:
::Glances at Grant and smiles.  Goes back to the "paperwork" that has piled up in the PADD's databank.::

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Are you certain you are okay?

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::is accidently activated by Mr. Wobbles:: Please state the nature of the medical emergancy

CO_Grant:
CIV: excellent news, send our praise to the hard working diagnostic crews

CO_Grant:
FCO: Increase our speed to Warp 6

FCO_Nichols:
CO: Aye sir.

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  My faculties are otherwise unaffected...Yes.  I believe I am alright for duty.

FCO_Nichols:
::increase speed to warp 6::

TO_Wobbles:
::looks at the hologram dumbfoundedly:: EMH: Hi yah!

CIV_McLeod:
CO: aye, sir.  They'll be glad to hear it.  ::relays the information::

TO_Wobbles:
::gives the EMH a little wave::

Nicke:
ACTION: as the Delphyne proceeds on course toward SB191, an incoming transmission to the captain is received

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Incomming signal for you. Routing to your console now.

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::looks at Mr. Wobbles:: TO: What are you doing ? ::removes any and all medical equipment from Mr Wobbles::

FCO_Nichols:
XO: We are set to arrive at sector 198.6 in 7.2 hours.

CTO_Psion:
::Begins to reconfigure weapons console to previous configuration::

TO_Wobbles:
::plays tug of war briefly with the hypospray before giving it up to the EMH:: EMH: Ummm ... my back hurts ... so I was ....

CO_Grant:
OPS: I am ready , send it

FCO_Nichols:
::finished reconfiguring her console, sits back and relaxes for a moment::

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Aye sir. Sent.

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  I do tend to wonder how long Mr. Wobbles ran amok on my station.

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::puts tools back:: TO: Have a seat on a biobed, when did these symptoms appear ::Grabs a med tricorder::

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Just a few moments.  He attempted to order some coffee.

CO_Grant:
::pulls up the message on his station::

XO_Lynam:
DutySci: Please start researching any information we have on the area we are en route too.

TO_Wobbles:
::moves over to the bio-bed and goes to hop up ... misses the bed and falls to the floor::

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~ How are your memories?

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::sighs and helps Wobbles up onto the biobed::

DutySci:
CO: aye ::starts gathering sensors scans::

TO_Wobbles:
::brushes himself off:: EMH: Umm ... thank you.

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: I am missing just a few moments.  Apparently, I wasn't on the planet and wasn't affected like the rest of you.

CIV_McLeod:
::continues reading engineering diagnostics::

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> TO: None nessacary Mr. Wobbles undoubtedly CMO Lea forgets to wax off the biobeds

TO_Wobbles:
::nods:: EMH: Umm ... yeah.

Cmdr_Wall:
COM: Captain hey there Im back, how you doing?

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH>::runs the med tricorder over Wobbles::

TO_Wobbles:
::looks at the tricorder warily:: EMH: You do know how to use that thing, right?

CO_Grant:
::eyebrows raise then raise higher::

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH>TO: Yes  Wobbles this IS part of the my standard program

TO_Wobbles:
::tries to relax:: EMH: It's just, well, my Academy Roommates Best Friend's Cousin's Uncle swears that his Sister's pig once developed transport psychosis after being examined with one.

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> TO: Hmm interesting

TO_Wobbles:
::nods matter of factly::

FCO_Nichols:
::rechecks arrival procedure::

OPS_Hawkes:
::monitors power usage::

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH>::grabs a hypo and adjusts the setting:: TO : This won't hurt a bit, I'd suggest you'd take the rest of your duty shift off to recover

FCO_Nichols:
::looks at OPS::

CO_Grant:
:: Reads that Commander Bernie Wall has been recovered alive and well. A Ferengi ship had dropped him off at a Federation outpost. The Ferengi  are expecting payment for the rescue. Payment is being negotiated now. ::

CIV_McLeod:
::looks up from the readings::

TO_Wobbles:
::jumps back from the EMH:: EMH: What kind of Voodoo is this?

OPS_Hawkes:
::looks back at FCO::

CTO_Psion:
SCI:  I would like to recalibrate internal sensors to assure peak operation, can you assist me?

TO_Wobbles:
EMH: Take the day off?  You're gonna put some disease in me to see how it grows!'

CO_Grant:
XO: Good news, Commander Wall is alive and well He should be waiting for us at SB191. A ferengi ship has rescued him.

FCO_Nichols:
OPS: Foresee any problems in the new sector?

FCO_Nichols:
::looks at the CO in surprise::

TO_Wobbles:
::holds a chair between himself and the EMH::

OPS_Hawkes:
FCO: As a former TO...I _always _ I always foresee problems. Did you have anything in particular in mind?

XO_Lynam:
CO: No Sh...I mean, really?  hey, that's great!  permission to inform the crew?

CIV_McLeod:
::smiles:: Oh, he's gonna be the butt of some salvage jokes...

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> TO: Put that chair down Dr Lea will be very upset if sickbay is a mess when she returms

CO_Grant:
XO: Yes go ahead

TO_Wobbles:
EMH: Well you just back away from me with that small pox machine you have there!

CO_Grant:
XO: more info at sb191 but Wall might be on earth, he will have to be extensively checked out before receiving a new assignment

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::losses solid state except for hand hypo is in for a few moments, walks through the chair and injects the hypo into Wobbles::

TO_Wobbles:
::Shrieks and collapses to the floor writhing in pain::

CO_Grant:
XO: Probed in every corner physically and mentally

CO_Grant:
XO: And that will before the hearing on the runabout he lost.

CTO_Psion:
CO:  Recieving a distress signal from medbay.

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: Cmdr. Wall is alive!

TO_Wobbles:
::shrieks in pain:: EMH: He stuck me! He actually stuck me! Oh, the humanity!!

CO_Grant:
CTO: Distress call?

FCO_Nichols:
::whispers:: OPS: Bet the distress is from Wobbles.

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::reloads hypo with a tranquilizer injects it again with a slight grin::

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  My skeptical nature prevents me from believing that.

XO_Lynam:
ALL: Attention all hands.  We have just received word that Commander Bernie Wall has been recovered alive and well.   Cheering is authorized.  That is all.

OPS_Hawkes:
FCO: ::whispers:: Bet you're right.

TO_Wobbles:
::stops writhing and curls up in a fetal position sucking his thumb::

CTO_Psion:
CO:  Aye, apparently Wobbles is shrieking.  Shall I send security in?

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: My friend I'm sure you're wrong this time.

CO_Grant:
FCO: ETA to the outskirts of the cloud?

CO_Grant:
FCO: do be sure to stop well short of the cloud

FCO_Nichols:
::looks at Hawkes and giggles at the thought of a shrieking Wobbles::

CIV_McLeod:
::continues his work, a smile on his face::

FCO_Nichols:
CO: 6 hours 12 minutes sir.

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::at announcement:: Self: Can't anyone on this ship stay dead  

CO_Grant:
fco: acknowledged

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~  With that announcement, I am now sure I am wrong.  Yet I would still like to conduct a thorough investigation.

OPS_Hawkes:
::smiles at the giggling FCO::

FCO_Nichols:
~~Psion~~: I'm sure you'll get the chance.

FCO_Nichols:
::looks back and Mervin and giggles louder::

CTO_Psion:
~~Nichols~~ Indeed, afterwards I shall greet the Commander back.

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::with the help of a nurse restrains wobbles with straps and a forcefield to a biobed::

TO_Wobbles:
::drools defiantly on the EMH's sleeve::

XO_Lynam:
::Sees the crew's mood brighten as if a dark cloud has been lifted.::

CNS-Jiosa:
<EMH> ::collects drool sample for testing and experiments::

FCO_Nichols:
::whispers:: OPS: Hopefully we're headed to earth to see an old friend after this mission.

OPS_Hawkes:
FCO: ::whispers:: that's be nice. ::smiles...and feels closure finally::

FCO_Nichols:
OPS: It's over, isn't it?

CO_Grant:
:: smiles from the good news, though still annoyed at the large bill for the rescue, 60 Kg of latinium:;

XO_Lynam:
::Now just wishes he could get back to SB 191 and see August.::

FCO_Nichols:
OPS: That hole, it's gone.

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Sir, there is another message from SF. It looks like sensor data.

FCO_Nichols:
::looks at the CO and smiles:: CO: Good news over all, right sir?

CNS-Jiosa:
::is glad to have Wall alive but hopes his rescue doesn't cause her check to be reduced::

CO_Grant:
OPS: hmmm, send it to the sci station

OPS_Hawkes:
FCO: Yep :; Settles back into the seat and smiles::

CIV_McLeod:
::looks around and is further comforted by the joy infusing the bridge crew::

OPS_Hawkes:
CO: Aye sir. ::Sends data to SCI::

CO_Grant:
XO: The ferengi are extorting us for 60Kg of Latium

DutySci:
::recieves data::

CNS-Jiosa:
::refrains from saying "Keep him"::

CTO_Psion:
XO:  The alternative would be to return him.

DutySci:
CO: the data includes entering parameters for detecting the anomly Wall encountered.

XO_Lynam:
CO: Seems like too much to me.  ::Smiles::

CO_Grant:
CTO: the ferengi have a lousy refund policy

FCO_Nichols:
::smiles with OPS, sits back and relaxes at station::

OPS_Hawkes:
Self: And all was right with the world!

Nicke:
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