Host Sec_Guys says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<Begin Currahee Part 5>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

CNS_Enki says:
::Pulling on her uniform in her quarters::

EO_Lai says:
::In the security office, just finishing up the reconstruction of the video with Ensign Alezka::
Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith and Wesson> ::in the sec office waiting for the CNS::

CEO_Alezka says:
::Sitting in his chair in the security office, looking at the final version of their corrected visual log. He watches as Able’smen Lereaux leaves her post and then returns. He watches as the woman uses the odd transmitter they had found, and then proceeds to place it under the body of the dead Lereaux::

CNS_Enki says:
::Rubs her head and leaves for the Security Office::

CEO_Alezka says:
EO: Quite ingenious how it was covered up...::He smiles slightly, very impressive:: EO: Do the computer logs say if anyone had accessed this video file before either you or I?

EO_Lai says:
CEO: Do you think we should wake the Counselor, or let her rest? This is important, but she looked very tired...

CNS_Enki says:
::Walks up to the doors to the Security Office and sees the task force assembled and braces herself... brushes her hair once more, hoping she looks okay, and walks in:: All: Hello, gentlemen.

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> ::looks over the CEO's shoulder and points:: CEO: Excuse me...but if that is Lereaux ::points to the dead one:: And that's Lereaux ::points to the live one:: Which one is the real Lereaux?

CEO_Alezka says:
Smith: That is what we need to determine...::He pauses and looks up as Enki enters, smiling::...I think...

CNS_Enki says:
::Sees everyone huddling around the computer console::

EO_Lai says:
CEO: There are no records. Possibly, they were erased, or hidden, but no present indicators of anyone tampering with the video.

CEO_Alezka says:
::He looks between Enki and Lai and smiles:: ~~~EO: I think that answered your question, Dan.~~~

CNS_Enki says:
EO: Tampering...

CNS_Enki says:
EO: Did you say tampering?

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith and Wesson> ::stand up at attention when the CNS walks in:: CNS: Ma'am.

CNS_Enki says:
::Smiles to the security guards:: Smith/Wesson: I'm giving you an order to stop doing that every time I walk in a room.

EO_Lai says:
::Turns to look at the CNS, not looking overly rested:: CNS: Lieutenant, we've found something, Sir.

CEO_Alezka says:
Smith: The Lereaux in the morgue may have indicators on her body indicating any sort of alterations...only...well, only thing I can think of, sir...::He stumbles over his own words::

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith and Wesson> ::grin and stand at ease.  In unison:: CNS: Aye ma'am

CNS_Enki says:
::Looks at the EO, thinking she should remind him of her gender one of these days, but later:: EO: Tampering... what kind, how much, and how extensive?

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> :: Looks down at the young ensign and pats his shoulder:: CEO: I'm not an officer, sir.  You can just call me Chief. ::gives a friendly grin::

EO_Lai says:
CNS: The video, Sir. It's been altered. The chief and I tried to reconstruct the original, and came up with this. ::Motions to the screen::

CEO_Alezka says:
Smith: Aye sir, yes Chief. ::He looks over at the hand on his shoulder and his face goes pale. He is unsure of how to act and replays the recording they had repaired:: Smith: Have your people found anything else at the scene...::He taps the screen::...here...I mean...

CNS_Enki says:
::Looks at the screen closely, noticing the differences::

Host Brett says:
INFO: The screen comes to life and shows Lereaux enter the waste management station a few minutes before the ambush.  She is carrying the transmitter you found on the body...

CNS_Enki says:
CEO/EO: Is anything else modified?  ::Checks to see if the computer noticed this or found anything more::

Host Brett says:
INFO: She activates it and then opens the access hatch where the body can be seen.  Lereaux places the transmitter underneath the body and then closes the hatch and stands in the center of the room...

CEO_Alezka says:
::He looks up at Enki and then to Lai:: ~~~EO: I haven’t noticed anything else, have you?~~~

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> :: notices the CEO's unease and steps back:: CEO: No sir...nothing new.  ::turns to the CNS::

EO_Lai says:
CNS: This seems to be it, that we've found, at least. ~~~CEO: No.~~~

CEO_Alezka says:
::He nods at Smith and looks at the video screen, watching their repair job on the visual log::

Host Brett says:
INFO: As the attack begins, noted by the red alert and shaking of the screen, Lereaux continues to stand in the center of the room, looking slightly upward, as if waiting for something.  As the attack progresses, she becomes agitated until finally, after almost five minutes, she turns and bolts from the room.

CEO_Alezka says:
CNS/EO: She seems...well...odd...in this recording...or at least, that's what I think, I might be wrong...I'm no counselor.

CNS_Enki says:
All: Waiting for a beam out?

EO_Lai says:
CNS: That is a possibility. Or for something or someone to beam aboard...

CEO_Alezka says:
CNS: Possibly. Did the Delphyne's shields fail at any time during your conflict with the Romulan vessel?

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> ::shakes his head:: CEO: No sir.

CEO_Alezka says:
Smith/CNS: Maybe she was hoping they would?

CNS_Enki says:
Computer: Did your scanning of the video files show the Able’smen entering the tubes for waste processing?

CNS_Enki says:
Computer: Not this Able’smen, but a different one?

Host Computer says:
CNS: Affirmative.  There are thirty six instances of this occurring.

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> ::shrugs:: CEO: Unlikely...they would have had to known the access codes to tie into the bridge command console.  If they knew those then we wouldn't be here today talking about it.

CNS_Enki says:
Computer: Locate the instance closest to the time index of the currently displayed time index.  Show on monitor two.

Host Computer says:
INFO: The computer displays a corridor.  On the screen is a man with a body slung over one shoulder.  Blonde hair and build make it plain it is Lereaux.  He opens a hatch on the side of the corridor and enters, carrying her with him.

CEO_Alezka says:
::Watches the computer, hoping that it shows something significant to their investigation::

CNS_Enki says:
::Moves to look at the monitor::

CNS_Enki says:
::Wonders why this wasn't noticed or reported::

EO_Lai says:
::Mouth opens in astonishment at what he sees on the screen:: ALL: Who's that?

CNS_Enki says:
Computer: Identify the man shown in the screen

CEO_Alezka says:
~~~EO: I think this might just complicate things a bit...~~~::He sighs and continues to watch the display::

Host Computer says:
ALL: The specified crewman is Able’smen Henderson.

CNS_Enki says:
Computer: Do you know the current location of Able’smen Henderson?

CNS_Enki says:
::Hopes he's not another dead person::

EO_Lai says:
~~~CEO: No...it now makes it a little easier...a real person to track.~~~

CEO_Alezka says:
::He smiles at that thought and looks away from the screen briefly to look over at Lai:: ~~~EO: Quite true my friend...something concrete, rather then some double that we can't find...~~~

Host Computer says:
ALL:  Able’smen Henderson is not aboard Delphyne

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> CNS: Ma'am...we haven't been able to locate Henderson.

CNS_Enki says:
::Turns to the security guards:: Smith/Wesson: We need to find him...

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Wesson> CNS: There's also no record of him leaving the ship.  Although we did find the other two roommates.

CNS_Enki says:
Smith/Wesson: Maybe they know where he is.

CEO_Alezka says:
::He tries to think and without realizing begins to speak out loud:: Outloud: Why would anyone carry a body through the Jeffries tube system, just to leave it to be found in...::He trails off::...he was trying to dispose of the body...

CNS_Enki says:
Computer: What is the time difference between the clip just displayed and the recovered video clip?

Host Computer says:
ALL: Forty one hours, eleven minutes.

EO_Lai says:
Self: Almost two whole days...

CEO_Alezka says:
~~~EO: Why else would you bring something like that to Waste Management...to process it and have it destroyed...no evidence...~~~

EO_Lai says:
~~~CEO: That-that's awful...~~~

CNS_Enki says:
All: We need to find him.  We need clues on what happened between those two days... we'll get to that in a moment... first, did anyone else find anything?

CEO_Alezka says:
::He stares at the screen, burning the memory of Able’smen Henderson into his mind:: CNS: How can we track someone, who we didn't even know had left?

CNS_Enki says:
All: It's possible the other roommates might know clues.  And with possible murder... I think we have warrant to search his belongings?

EO_Lai says:
CNS: I think there's enough reason to.

CEO_Alezka says:
::He nods in agreement:: CNS: Might be the only way to get some answers.

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Wesson> ::scratching his beard and thinking:: All: You know...it seems to me mighty funny that Henderson never left the ship but Lereaux did...

CNS_Enki says:
::Is confused:: Wesson: Eh?

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Wesson> CNS: Well...seems to me that we see Lereaux being dumped thereby Henderson...just waiting to be found eventually....  The very same person who disappeared.  Now Lereaux is dead…we see that…but then we see Lereaux and not Henderson leaving the ship...what does that tell you?

CEO_Alezka says:
Wesson: That Lereaux fled in fear? ::Confused::

CNS_Enki says:
All: We might be dealing with a shape shifter... someone couldn't have come aboard and had himself surgically altered without us noticing, right?

EO_Lai says:
~~~CEO: The Waste Management area doesn't process anything, though...It's just for monitoring and maintenance, I think.~~~

CNS_Enki says:
Computer: Do you have records of either Able’smen Lereaux or Able’smen Henderson leaving the Delphyne?

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> ::Puzzled:: CNS: I thought that all the shape shifters were gone after the war?

CEO_Alezka says:
::He does his best to recall the ship's specification and looks at the location information on the computer screen:: ~~~EO: You're right...maybe, he was heading for the processors? I doubt if...but maybe?~~~

CNS_Enki says:
Smith: We thought so... but some could have remained... I'm at a loss for a better theory, though.

EO_Lai says:
::Shrugs:: ~~~CEO: Perhaps just a convenient place for a worried someone?~~~

Host Computer says:
CSN: Affirmative.  ::Displays the camera at the main gangway where a procession of crewmen are exiting onto the Starbase.  The screen freezes on a familiar figure as she steps over the threshold.::

CEO_Alezka says:
~~~EO: Maybe...~~~

CNS_Enki says:
Smith/Wesson: I need your opinions... who are we dealing with, and is it possible to find them?  We might be able to ask Station Security for help, but it would require reporting all of this.  Not like it won't all come out later...

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> CNS: Well, ma'am.  I'd say we trace Lereaux through the station. We know some of the station security chiefs.  We might be able to get them to let us take a peek at their surveillance video.

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Wesson> CNS: Without alerting the higher ups...hopefully.

CNS_Enki says:
All: I think this is the best lead we have.  It's worth pursuing, yes?  ::Looks around for opinions::

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> CNS: And I'd start questioning those roommates.  See what they knew about this Henderson.

EO_Lai says:
::Nods at the CNS:: CNS: The best we have...

CNS_Enki says:
Smith: True.  We need to find Henderson... and the other Lereaux.

CEO_Alezka says:
::He nods:: CNS: Everything else is a dead end.

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Wesson> CNS: You can look up Henderson's record from here.

CNS_Enki says:
::Would smile, knowing they've got a lead... but doesn't::

Host Sec_Guys says:
<Smith> ::mutters under his breath:: I'll bet when you find Henderson...you find the other Lereaux...

Host Brett says:
<<<<Meanwhile deep in Romulan space>>>>

Tarrez says:
@::Is on the Delta Fox in the small lounge area.  Leans forward in her chair with a slight twinkle to her eyes:: Flynn: No.  ::pauses a brief moment before adding::  I was at one time... ::grins:: very tempted.  Now I would have to say that I am entice by you.

Tarrez says:
@Flynn: More specifically I am enticed by the thought of you.  The thought of having a man that knows what a woman wants, needs, and desires before she even knows about it.

Host K`Beth says:
::stands looking at the priest watching his reaction closely::

Syrna says:
::standing outside Kes Nardin's shop, starts walking back towards the market::

D`von says:
::walks with Syrna towards the market::

Host Flynn says:
@XO: ::Studies her, then smiles::  Enticed is good.

Hunter says:
::Looking around the temple while standing near the other priests

Tarrez says:
@::laughs and stands up to refill her drink::

Host Priest says:
CO: I do not understand.  You certainly look like one of the honored.

D`von says:
::smiles::  CSO: So are you really going to buy that robe later?

Syrna says:
::arrives at the market:: OPS: I would like to... IF we can afford it.. ::surveys the crowd of people:: So... which vendor do you wish to start selling your wares at, Belarius?

Host K`Beth says:
::gives a small smile:: Priest: That's due to a little alterations.

Host Priest says:
::Looks around, frightened.::  CO: Why are you saying these things?  What do you want of me?

D`von says:
::points to one small vendor::  CSO: How about that one, its goods look comparable to ours

Tarrez says:
@::replenishes the drink and is about to turn away from the counter when she see a knife that triggers another memory of her and her father::

Syrna says:
OPS: You are the trader, you would know best.

D`von says:
::approaches the small vendor and smiles::

Tarrez says:
@::slowly reaches down and picks up the knife and lifting it so as to examine it more closely.  However she is really seeing past it::

Syrna says:
::stands back a little, keeping her eyes open, listening and ~listening~ for anything of interest::

Host K`Beth says:
::looks steadily at the Priest and gives a small bow:: Priest: Only what I have said so far, Revered Sir.  We seek help in a delicate matter and are searching for ones that believe the same as we do to help us.  That is all.

D`von says:
<Vendor> OPS/CSO ::bows:: Honored one, how may I help you?

Host Priest says:
CO: There are no others such as you here.  I have…heard…of those who do not enjoy being under yo...the protection of the Romulans, but none who would actively revolt against you, er, them.

D`von says:
Vendor: I am a seller of crafted goods such as the ones you have hear, ::motions back to Syrna:: this is my companion Syrna and I am Belarius.

Syrna says:
::nods politely::

Host K`Beth says:
Priest: Please be assured that I do not want to start a revolt or anything of a violent nature.  I am merely seeking someone and thought that those you speak of may be able to help me find this person.
D`von says:
<Vendor> ::acts somewhat wary, but is very polite none the less, bows to Syrna:: OPS/CSO: Greetings,  may I see what you have to sell

Tarrez says:
@::Is pulled from her thoughts by something and jumps slightly.  Looks around to see if Flynn saw anything and sighs when his attention is diverted by something else.::

Host Priest says:
::Studies the CO closely for a moment, then, as if preparing to dive into icy water, speaks::  CO: Perhaps.  Whom do you seek?

Tarrez says:
@::takes a deep breath and lays the knife back down::

Host Flynn says:
@::Smiles at the XO and waits for her to return.::

Tarrez says:
@::Sees Flynn looking at her and matches his smile.  Picks up her drink and moves back over to the table.::

D`von says:
::D'von opens his bag and displays his goods:: Vendor:  Since it is such a fine day I am willing to let these go for lets say 60 sabos

Host K`Beth says:
Priest: It is a friend of a friend.  Someone that they haven't seen for many years.  In fact, I don't even know what this gentleman's name is but we know that he lives in the city and has been seen in the market on the far side.

D`von says:
<Vendor> ::frowns:: OPS: I am sorry honored one, but I do not think that I can give you 60 sabos for these, you see they are somewhat of a low quality.  I could spare 40 sabos

Host Priest says:
CO: Then I do not see how I can help you.

Tarrez says:
@Flynn: When was the last time you saw your father?

Host K`Beth says:
::brings out the photo:: Priest: I do have his image.  Maybe you have seen him here?

Host Priest says:
::Studies the picture closely for a few moments, then hands it back.::  CO: No honored one, I have not seen this person.  Nor, I am sure, have any of those I have heard of.  Romulans do not come here and those who dislike their rule would never talk with one wishing to join their ranks.

D`von says:
::looks disappointed :: Vendor: I don’t think I can let them go so low, how about 50 sabos

Host Flynn says:
@XO: ::Thinks about it for a few minutes.::  I am not sure exactly.  Time tends to get disjointed when you travel as I do.  ::Grins::  I think perhaps about six months.

D`von says:
<Vendor>  I am sorry honored one, but 50 sabos that is still more then I am able to give

Host Flynn says:
@XO: May I ask you the same, or is it too painful to talk about?

Host K`Beth says:
Priest: Would it be possible for me to meet them myself?  It might be possible that one of them may have seen him in the market place at one time.  It is rather important that I find him...I gave my word.

Host Flynn says:
@::Looks sympathetic to her::

D`von says:
Vendor: Then I am sorry, I will find someone else to do business with, I just hope your family doesn’t suffer this, the way you have disrespected me

Syrna says:
::not ~hearing~ much of anything::

Host Priest says:
CO: I see.  Well, I will inquire of them if they have had any contact with any Romulans wishing to join them.  Or any contact of a similar nature.  There cannot be many such instances.  Come back tomorrow and I will tell you what I have discovered.

D`von says:
<Vendor> ::looks terrified:: OPS: Honored one I didn't mean to offend you, it is just that I am unable to give that much, lets call it even if I take the lot from you and give you 45 sabos

Tarrez says:
@Flynn: No it is ok.  The last time I saw my father was... ::pauses and thinks about it:: about two years ago.  I mean I saw him in some of our vid conversations, but in person was about two years ago. ::drops her head a bit::  Before then I had never gone more than a week without seeing him.

Syrna says:
::small smirk thinking D'von is aggressive when he is hungry::

Host K`Beth says:
::gives a small bow:: Priest: Thank you, your holiness.  I hope that your inquiries will be fruitful.

D`von says:
::a smile returns to his face::  Vendor: I will settle for 45 sabos since you have apologized for your ignorance’s ::hands the case over to the vendor and takes the currency and turns to leave:: A good day to you, and your family ::grins:: ::walks off to Syrna::

Host Flynn says:
@XO: I see.  This must be very hard on you then.  My family has always been independent.  It is a tradition to send the young ones out to seek their fortunes once the graduate high school. Well, tradition since my Father anyway.  ::Grins::

D`von says:
<Vendor>  ::whispers to him self:: Stupid Romulan, if you only knew how much I can turn around sell these for, next time you should be nicer

Host Priest says:
::Returns the bow and gives a small smile::  CO: If what you say is true, then I too hope for success.

D`von says:
CSO: I got 45 sabos, I think I did pretty good

Host K`Beth says:
::looks over at the CMO and gestures for him to join her as she heads out of the temple and back towards town::

Tarrez says:
@::smiles back at Flynn and starts to get antsy::

Syrna says:
::turns to leave the market place back to the street where Kes Nardin's is:: OPS: Perhaps. ~~~These empaths are hard to read so it is hard to say exactly~~~ I take it you would like to go to one of those cafes up near the apothecaries we were told about?

Host Flynn says:
@XO: Sees the XO start to fidget and speaks quickly::  So, I believe it is your turn.  I think I will try the dare this time.

Hunter says:
::Bows to the monks and follows the CO::

Hunter says:
CO: So?

Tarrez says:
@::thinks about pacing and is about to stand when Flynn speaks::  Flynn: Oh my turn...

D`von says:
CSO: Actually I was going to give this to you to go towards your robe

Tarrez says:
@::thinks a bit::

Host K`Beth says:
::waits until they are out of earshot and heading back down the road before answering:: CMO: We're to come back tomorrow...he is going to see if any of the resistance has seen or heard of Sy's father.

D`von says:
::looks down at his stomach::  CSO: well maybe we could get something to drink

Syrna says:
OPS: The purchase price for  the robe has been reduced to 30 Sabos after our deduction. We can still get some food.

D`von says:
::looks up and smiles:: CSO: Okay then lets find that cafe

Hunter says:
CO: Ahhh I see

Syrna says:
::walks past Kes Nardin's shop and up a block:: OPS: Over there.... ::points:: and there is the apothecary. ::points::

Syrna says:
OPS: Let us go to the cafe and see what we can of the other establishment.

D`von says:
CSO: Okay lets go

Tarrez says:
@::smiles:: Flynn: A dare huh? How about this... ::lends forward::

Host K`Beth says:
::finds the going much faster downhill and sees the gates up ahead:: CMO: Unfortunately I had to blow our cover...well...mine actually.

Syrna says:
::walks to an open table and sits down::

D`von says:
::takes a set across from Syrna::

Host Priest says:
Action: The CO and CMO make their way toward the city.  As they enter the outskirts, four Romulan soldiers detach themselves from a nearby wall and approach, blocking the way.

Hunter says:
::raises an eyebrow and thinks oh bloody wonderful::

Tarrez says:
@Flynn: I dare you to listen to K'Beth sing a sonata. ::grins::

Syrna says:
<waiter>::bows:: OPS/CSO: Honored ones...  It will be my pleasure to serve you today. ::hands them some menus::

Host Centurion says:
CO/CMO: Halt.  Your identification.

Host K`Beth says:
::stops and looks at the soldiers:: Centurion: Certainly sir. ::hands him her papers and gestures for the CMO to do the same:: Is there a problem?

Hunter says:
::hands his own papers to the soldier::

Host Flynn says:
@XO: ::Laughs::  Ah!  I am sorry luv, but I have heard the dear girl sing may times.  She simply cannot resist the lure of music.  Can't carry a tune with a repulsor lift though.  ::Chuckles::  Bless her heart.

Syrna says:
::takes a menu, sees it is in both Romulan and Tegedaar::

Host Centurion says:
::Takes the papers and hands them to a soldier who begins running them through a tricorder like device.::

Tarrez says:
@::chuckles and lends back into her chair::

Host Centurion says:
CO/CMO: You were observed entering and leaving the temple.  What was your business there?

D`von says:
::takes the menu and he can't read a lick of it:: Waiter: These all look like fine dishes, which one would you recommend

Hunter says:
::stands patiently waiting, thinking his Mantra " I shall not fear, fear is the little devil, the mind killer, I will let it wash over me and through me""::

Host Flynn says:
@XO: Now, my turn.  What will it be?

Syrna says:
::makes Mmming noises like she is thinking::

Tarrez says:
@::grins feeling a bit adventurous:: Flynn: Dare.

Host Flynn says:
@XO: Oh good!  I was so hoping for that.  ::Rubs hands together eagerly.::

Host Flynn says:
@Self:  Now where did I put that whipped cream?  ::Looks around his chair.::

Syrna says:
<waiter> OPS: This soup is quite good... ::points:: the Rykor meat is tender. And it goes well with the local brew.

Syrna says:
::looks for something without meat on the menu::

Tarrez says:
@::busts out laughing:: Flynn: You wouldn't dare...

Host Flynn says:
<Flynn>@XO: Now, now, you should know by now I am a gentleman.  Actually, you hit upon an idea.  Sing something for me.  Please.

Host K`Beth says:
::looks a bit haughty at him:: Centurion: I am a theological student and I had heard about the Temple that these people have built.  I was merely studying their religious order.  This is my associate and also my assistant.

Tarrez says:
@::eyes widen::  Flynn: Sing?  

Host Centurion says:
CO: Theology is not an encouraged area of study citizen.  You should know this.  How long have you been on Tegedaar?

Host Flynn says:
XO: Yes!  Sing.  I have quite a selection of musical pieces in Alice's databanks, or you may sing acapella .   But please, sing for me.

D`von says:
waiter: Then that is what I will have

D`von says:
::hands the menu to the waiter::

Syrna says:
Waiter: I think I will have the pyntra soup and some of the local brew as well. ::hands him back the menu after making note of how much each item is::

Host K`Beth says:
::stands a bit straighter:: Centurion: As a Galan it is my duty to seek out differing viewpoints and orders.  We have recently arrived on Tegedaar...our arrival date is on our papers.

Syrna says:
<waiter> ::takes the menus and bows low, then leaves, quickly::

Tarrez says:
@::Bites her lower lip:: Flynn: Alright.  ::Searches for a song in her memory and smiles as she picks one.  Starts to sing a Romulan Lullaby::

Host Centurion says:
::Looks at the other soldier who nods slightly::

D`von says:
::smiles:: CSO: I am assuming you found something on the menu to your liking

Host Flynn says:
@XO: Sits back and closes his eyes, enjoying the tune.::

Syrna says:
OPS: It looks to be something similar to potato soup.

Host Centurion says:
CO: And where are you staying?

Tarrez says:
@::finishes and blushes not believing she just did that::

Syrna says:
<waiter> ::arrives with their drinks in tankards, bows and leaves::

Host Centurion says:
::The other soldier hands the Centurion the instrument and he studies it for a moment.::

Host K`Beth says:
Centurion: We have returned to the city to find an inn.  Perhaps you could recommend one?

Host Flynn says:
@XO: Claps softly::  Brava!  Brava!  Encore!

D`von says:
::takes sip of the drink, smiles as it reminds his of his own brew::

Tarrez says:
@::smiles:: Flynn: I think not.

Syrna says:
::takes a sip of the drink and cannot help but make a face as it is fairly bitter::

D`von says:
::smiles:; CSO: Good huh?

Host Centurion says:
CO: I could.  But first, can you tell me why the port has no record of your arrival?  ::At a motion, the three guards begin to draw their weapons.::

Host Centurion says:
<<<<Pause Mission>>>>