Brett:
 Summary: The Delphyne continues on its mission, while aboard the investigation into the replicator accident continues.

Brett:
 <<<<Resume Mission "Double Blind - Part 5">>>>

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: Unfortunately, we can not force the Charbok to undergo psychic therapy. That must be his choice.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO:  I agree we can't force him to under go treatment, I am just concerned with the fact that I can't read him at all.  He must have received some really good training in order to hide not only his thoughts but also his emotional feelings as well

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::manning the bridge::

Brett:
 INFO: The hours pass and the crew turns in for the night, planning to resume their investigation the following day.  Charbok remains in Sickbay for one more night before being released to his new quarters.

Brett:
 Action: In the dead of night, an emergency call is placed to the XO's cabin.

Brett:
 <Sec>*XO*: Security to Commander Robertson

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::wakes up to the call, groggily:: *Sec*: XO here, what is it?

Brett:
 <Sec > *XO*: Sir, there's been a problem in Ambassador Webber's quarters.  He just stumbled out here, saying he couldn't breathe.  A medical team is on the way.  He seems o.k. now.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *Sec*: Get him to Sickbay, I'm on my way.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::wakes up with a start as she's just had an interesting piece of information come to her from a dream:: Self: A replicator! That's got to be how...

Brett:
 <Sec> *XO*: Understood.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::begins getting dressed for duty as she's going to return to the bridge::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::finishes dressing and exits her quarters swiftly::

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::rises, tugging on his uniform, and heads for Sickbay::

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *CO*: Ambassador Webber is on his way to Sickbay. He had breathing problems, I am en route.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::arrives on the bridge, seeing it in its night mode and she would be outwardly excited about her idea if she weren't a Vulcan::

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::walks off the turbolift and through the doors into sickbay:: All: Report.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::takes over the science station from a surprised junior officer::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *XO*:  ::waking up::  Thank you, commander. On my way.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Shakes sleep off. ::  Computer: Lights, 35%.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *CNS*: Counselor, please join us in sick bay, Ambassador Webber is there with breathing problems.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::not saying much but the basic exchanges, begins her search of the replicators near by Charbok's cabin, querying them for their energy-matter conversion matrix settings::

Brett:
 INFO: Two doctors are assisting Ambassador Webber who is seated on a bio bed.  Ambassador Charbok, awakened by the commotion, sits on a bed across the room, watching with concern.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Remembers to put on a uniform before leaving his quarters, heads for sick bay. ::

Brett:
 <MO> XO: The ambassador is suffering from hypoxia.  However, it appears he is recovering now.  We gave him a tri-ox injection and he is improving rapidly.  Shouldn't be any lasting harm.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 MO: Hypoxia? What is that, exactly?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::almost sighs in frustration when she gets the less than stellar results back::

Brett:
 <MO> XO: Oxygen deprivation.  Happens quite often in space.  Although why the Ambassador would have it is beyond me.  Might be an environmental malfunction.

Brett:
 <Webber> ALL: Yes, I was asleep when i woke up, couldn't breathe.  The air was...thin.  Had an acidic taint to it as well, like methane maybe.  I almost didn't make it to the door.  Good thing it wasn't locked.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::blinks::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::goes back to searching the sensor records of Charbok's quarters up to the cabin's last occupancy::

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 All: Something fishy is at work here.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Enters Sickbay. ::

Brett:
 <Charbok> ::Walks over:: CO: Captain, it seems apparent that someone aboard your vessel does not wish this conference to take place.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 CO: Captain, there's been suspected sabotage of the Ambassador's quarters.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Charbok: Believe me, Ambassador, I'm going to pull out the stops to get to the bottom of this.

Brett:
 <Webber> XO: Suspected?  Commander, in light of the fact that both Charbok and I are in sickbay, having nearly died, I would say it is more than suspect.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Start waking people up and get on this right away.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::tapping her finger absently waiting on her data::

Brett:
 <Charbok> CO: I will expect nothing less Captain.  We should rendezvous with my people in two more days.  If I happen to be dead when we do...

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 CO: Aye sir. ::taps his commbadge:: *ALL* Red alert, all hands to their stations! This is not a drill.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Charbok/Webber: I'd like for you to stay in sickbay for now. I'm going to assign extra security and go over your new quarters with a microscope, inside and out.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 CO: Do this the easy way.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::the red alert wakes Donnie with a jolt, he wonders what could be going on::

Brett:
 <Ambassadors> ::Nod::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::hears the red alert, and wonders what is going on... good thing she is already at her station::

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *ALL*: Beta Shift, take the bridge stations, senior staff to the conference room.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::walks out of the Sickbay, into the TL:: TL: Main Conference room.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::was about to tell the XO she was on the bridge already, but instead says:: *XO*: Aye sir. ::goes to the main conference room::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::arrives before the rest of the senior staff::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::hears the XO's orders, he dresses very quickly and makes his way to the conference room:: *XO* On my way ::said with a slight yawn::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Charbok/Webber: We'll be back with more information soon, I promise. Please just sit tight for now.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *Sec*: I want extra security in sick bay.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Leaves SB and heads for the conference room. ::

Brett:
 <Sec> *CO*: Yes sir.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 *CO* Sir, I am assuming you are on your way to the conference room now, shall I join you there or in sickbay?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::waits patiently for the rest of the senior staff in the conference room::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *CNS*: Conference room.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 *CO* Understood. is Webber doing better now?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::arrives in the conference room::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Enters conference room a moment later. ::  CNS: The XO will fill us in.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::sees the Counselor:: CNS: Greetings.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::sees the Captain right behind him:: CO: Captain.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::nods to the CO and takes his seat:: CSO: Greetings to you as well, looks like you have been awake for awhile

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CNS: I have been. A... dream imparted some information to me that apparently was a dead end. Alas. ::barest touch of regret in her tone::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: nods to CSO. ::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Give us a run down of events from this morning.

Brett:
 <<<<Pause>>>>