U.S.S. Europa
NCC-65040
Stardate 10410.17
Official Mission Transcript

 [17:02] <SM_ChrisD> MISSION PROLOGUE: The USS Europa continues its patrol, expecting the unexpected.

[17:02] <SM_ChrisD> <<<<<Begin USS Europa 10410.17: Business as Usual>>>>>

[17:03] <CTO_Lingn> ::at Tactical::

[17:03] <EO_Calma> ::sits in Main Engineering, still playing with the idea of refitting Europa with bioneural gelpaks::

[17:03] <CO_Farrel> ::Sits back in the centre chair, her hands clasped over her lap.::

[17:05] <CSO_Enki> ::Sitting at Science 1::  CO: Captain, mapping of this sector is complete - four stars, no habitable planets.

[17:05] <CIV_Chitwa> ::walks onto the bridge, checking out the fit of her hoverball uniform::

 [17:05] <AXO_Durron> ::standing in front of the MSD comparing something to the data on his Padd::

[17:06] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Captain, May I ask you something?

[17:07] <CO_Farrel> CSO: Acknowledged...  AFCO: Helm move us onto the next sector.   ::Hear Lingn, and looks to her right side where the tactical console is.:: CTO: Sure...

[17:07] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Captain, would you like to go out to dinner with me?

[17:07] <CIV_Chitwa> ::thinks - it fits kinda snug and I wonder if it makes my butt look big::

[17:08] <AXO_Durron> <AFCO_Stewart>CO: Aye sir, heading for next sector.

[17:08] <CIV_Chitwa> ::looks up at the Captain:: Self: Huh?

[17:08] <EO_Calma> Self: This isn't going to work until I get my hands on the gelpaks themselves. ::stands and heads for the turbolift, Morgan in tow:: Computer: Holodeck Four.

[17:08] <EO_Calma> <TO_Morgan> Computer: Belay that.

[17:09] <AXO_Durron> <AFCO_Stewart>::inputs the coordinates and engages to the next sector to be mapped::

[17:09] <EO_Calma> TO: I need to continue my tests on the Velocity tournament software. I won't even be making an environment.

[17:10] <CSO_Enki> ::Sends her data down to the labs for them to begin initial analysis on, and runs a quick diagnostic on the sensors while they have time::

[17:10] <CO_Farrel> ::Blinks in surprise::  CTO: ahhh... ::looks around at the other bridge officers.::  sure...

[17:10] <EO_Calma> <TO_Morgan> EO: Fine. But you know I have to inform Lt. Lingn and Captain Farrel.

[17:10] <AXO_Durron> ::Checks the time::*ALL Hands* Alpha Shift duty time over, Beta shift report to stations.

[17:11] <CIV_Chitwa> ::looks from the CO to the CTO and back again - thinks - Is that how that works?::

[17:11] <EO_Calma> <TO_Morgan> Computer: Security station.

[17:12] <EO_Calma> <TO_Morgan> ::exits the lift as Ens. Harok boards::

[17:13] <AXO_Durron> ::watches the bridge personnel change::

[17:13] <EO_Calma> <TO_Morgan> Harok: He's going to the Holodeck to work on the Velocity tournament. He said there wouldn't be an environment.

[17:13] <EO_Calma> <TO_Harok> Morgan: Noted. Computer, resume.

[17:13] <CIV_Chitwa> ::trots over to the XO and looks up at him::

[17:13] <AXO_Durron> ::smiles at the CIV::

[17:14] <CO_Farrel> ::Stands from her chair, and notices Chitwa's expression, blushing slightly.::  CTO: Err, when did you have in mind? ::Seeing the bridge empty out of alpha shift officers.::

[17:14] <CIV_Chitwa> XO: Whispers: What was that?

[17:14] <AXO_Durron> CIV: I'll be right with you

[17:14] <CSO_Enki> ::Stays at her post... as is her prerogative to do so, but her SO comes to join her anyway::

[17:14] <CTO_Lingn> CO: How about tonight?

[17:15] <EO_Calma> ::emerges on Deck 11 and heads into the Holodeck:: Computer: Load the items for Calma-Alpha-Two, "Ten Forward Velocity". Give me a programming station and create a phaser and stationary target.

[17:15] <AXO_Durron> ::stops smiling and walks over to the CSO at her station::CSO: Ma'am, may I have a word.

[17:15] <CO_Farrel> ::Puts her hands on her hips and looks at him carefully.::  CTO: Alright...  ::After a short pause.::

[17:15] <CSO_Enki> ::Looks up from her board::  AXO: Commander.  Certainly...

[17:16] <AXO_Durron> CSO: You may not want to have this word in front of your junior officer, I would recommend the observation lounge.

[17:16] <EO_Calma> ::moves to the programming station and examines the code:: Self: What am I missing.. why won't it fire properly?

[17:17] <CSO_Enki> ::Raises an eyebrow and stands::  AXO: As you wish, Commander.

[17:17] <CIV_Chitwa> ::now very confused::

[17:17] <AXO_Durron> ::walks to the Obs lounge and waits for the CSO::

[17:18] <CIV_Chitwa> *EO*: Tinka-kun, wherrre arrre you?

[17:18] <EO_Calma> ::looks up:: *CIV*: On the Holodeck, Kechara. Where are you?

[17:19] <CSO_Enki> ::Follows slightly behind the AXO until they're inside.  There she stands halfway between attention at ease::

[17:19] <CIV_Chitwa> *EO*: On the Brrridge....arrre you busy?

[17:20] <EO_Calma> ::realizes he forgot to establish the beam as a light source::

[17:20] <EO_Calma> *CIV*: Not so busy that you couldn't give me a hand, if you were up for it.

[17:20] <AXO_Durron> CSO: This is informal, I'm just curious about what you learned from pulling my jacket?

[17:20] <EO_Calma> ::tweaks the code:: Computer: Apply the new changes.

[17:21] <CSO_Enki> ::Looks curious::  AXO: Pulling your jacket, sir?

[17:21] <CO_Farrel> ::Stares down at the tac console, as Tral as silent, at a loss for words.::

[17:21] <CTO_Lingn> ::goes to get ready::

[17:21] <EO_Calma> ::picks up the phaser and aims at the target, firing::

[17:21] <CTO_Lingn> CO: See you in a few.

[17:22] <EO_Calma> ::is blinded:: Self: Right. Damn. Too bright.

[17:22] <AXO_Durron> CSO: My service record.

[17:22] <CIV_Chitwa> *EO*: Okay! ::jogs to the TL::

[17:23] <EO_Calma> *CIV*: See you in a bit!

[17:23] <CSO_Enki> AXO: Ah.  Curiosity, mostly.  You seemed to have too many command abilities to be a simple helmsman, I thought you had been an XO somewhere before...

[17:23] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Ahh right... see you in a few....  ::Turns back to her chair and punches in some final commands into the control pad.::

[17:23] <EO_Calma> Computer: Reduce the light level of the beam to 300 lumens per meter.

[17:24] <AXO_Durron> ::nodds::

[17:24] <CTO_Lingn> ::goes to his quarters::

[17:24] <EO_Calma> ::test fires again, much more satisfactorily::

[17:25] <EO_Calma> Computer: Save that change. Create another phaser.

[17:25] <CIV_Chitwa> ::walks into the holodeck and looks around::

[17:25] <EO_Calma> CIV: Hey, Kechara, want to help me test my Velocity program?

[17:25] <CSO_Enki> AXO: Do you have problems with your service record, Commander?

[17:26] <AXO_Durron> CSO: No, I was just curious why you went through the trouble of pulling it up when you could have just asked me.

[17:26] <CIV_Chitwa> ::smoothes down her hoverball uniform:: EO:I guess.

[17:26] <CO_Farrel> ::Has a quick word with her replacement Lt. Cmdr.  Tolok and then heads for the turbo.::

[17:26] <EO_Calma> CIV: Rather play hoverball?

[17:27] <CSO_Enki> ::Nods slowly::  AXO: I suppose I could have.  But I thought it may have not been under the best circumstances, and I didn't want to bring up bad memories.

[17:27] <CTO_Lingn> ::enters his quarters and puts on his Andorian Silk shirt::

[17:27] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Well I had a question and Mrrr. Durrron was kinda busy...and you werrren't so. ::shrugs::

[17:28] <CSO_Enki> AXO: I may be the Europa's Chief Science Officer, but I am still a Counselor by training.

[17:28] <EO_Calma> CIV: All right then, what was your question?

[17:28] <CTO_Lingn> ::changes into some comfortable slacks::

[17:29] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Well, I was on the Brrridge and Mrrr. Lingn asked Padufi if she wanted to go to dinnerrr with him.  Is that.... dating?

[17:29] <AXO_Durron> CSO: I see.  In the future, just ask.  It will be fine I have bad memories but that is my concern.

[17:29] <EO_Calma> ::looks confused:: CIV: Who's... Padufi?

[17:29] <CO_Farrel> ::Enters her quarters, and changes into a flowing white robe she bought on Betazed.  It is fitted to her body and trails lightly behind her as she moves to the dresser and applies some perfume.::

[17:29] <EO_Calma> ::thinks for a moment:: CIV: And yes, it does. ::smiles::

[17:30] <CTO_Lingn> ::applies cologne::

[17:30] <CSO_Enki> ::Nods::  AXO: For now, it is.  I am not ship's Counselor, but if I were, I would make sure those memories did not interfere with the running of this vessel.  If you had a terrible tragedy under you as XO, and then were to be placed in a similar situation as THIS ship's XO... some people won't be so forward to remove themselves from the situation.

[17:30] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: The Captain, silly...why doesn't anyone ask me to go to dinnerrr?

[17:32] <EO_Calma> CIV: Hmmm.. I've got two guesses. Either everybody's too shy or that people your age don't believe in asking people to go to dinner.

[17:33] <CTO_Lingn> ::combs his hair::

[17:33] <AXO_Durron> CSO: I admit that I didn't have the most peaceful stint as XO on the Andy.  I lost personnel under me and I don't like that, however I did not transfer away from the Andromeda due to that, I transferred because I saw more chance for promotion onboard a somewhat...more advanced vessel.

[17:33] <CIV_Chitwa> ::sighs and looks down:: EO: Just like the prrrom all overrr again.

[17:34] <CSO_Enki> AXO: Are you saying you came here thirsty for power, Commander?  This ship and her crew's just one more rung on the ladder, each one of us just one more person to stand on?

[17:34] <CO_Farrel> ::Removes her hair clip, and her hair falls from a bun, and down to the small of her back in dark wavy strands.  Does a final check in the mirror.::

[17:34] <EO_Calma> CIV: No one asked you to the prom? Now that's just shocking.

[17:34] <CTO_Lingn> ::heads out his quarters::

[17:35] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: No, my frrriend Bearrr was going to take me, but at the last minute Selena asked him so he went with herrr. I just got to hang out at home all night in my drrress.

[17:35] <EO_Calma> CIV: Oh, Kechara.. I'm sorry...

[17:36] <EO_Calma> CIV: You know what we could do, right?

[17:36] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: It's because I'm a cat.

[17:36] <CTO_Lingn> ::heads for the Captain's quarters::

[17:37] <AXO_Durron> ::pauses and thinks::CSO: I have every intention of making it to command.  I don't want to spend the rest of my life as second to a leader, However I also wanted off an old ship.  The Andy didn't have many of the aminites that the Europa has.

[17:38] <EO_Calma> CIV: If it's because you're a cat, then it's because Bear is self-absorbed too. If I were him, I'd be kicking myself for turning down somebody like you.

[17:38] <CTO_Lingn> ::arrives at the Captain's quarters::

[17:38] <CO_Farrel> ::Hums softly and trims one of her plants as she waits.::

[17:38] <CTO_Lingn> ::chimes the Door::

[17:39] <CSO_Enki> ::Feels herself slipping more into the Counselor role::  AXO: Sometimes, we are not given the choice of where we serve, you know.  To seek out the most 'luxurious' is perhaps selfish.  A good commander goes where he or she is needed, not where the seats are the most plush.

[17:39] <CIV_Chitwa> ::shrugs:: EO: I guess. I gotta go change out of these uniforrrm, it's kinda rrriding up a little.

[17:39] <CO_Farrel> ::puts a white flower in her hair, and moves to the door.  She pushes the button and it opens.::  CTO: Hello...

[17:40] <CTO_Lingn> :: Looks stunned at her beauty:: CO: Hi...

[17:40] <EO_Calma> CIV: Oooh, sounds like a good idea. I'm just going to finish up here, then I 
might change into some normal clothes, myself. I think that Velocity tournament's about ready to go. Just need to run some final tests, then schedule some time in Ten Forward.

[17:40] <CIV_Chitwa> ::nods:: EO: Okay.

[17:41] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Shall we?

[17:41] <CO_Farrel> ::Blinks slightly as she reads his thoughts.:: CTO: Sure, where did you have in mind?

[17:41] <EO_Calma> CIV: Tell you what, after I get changed I'll let you in on something that just occurred to me.

[17:41] <CIV_Chitwa> ::stops:: EO: What?

[17:42] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Ten forward?

[17:42] <AXO_Durron> CSO: I agree, however we are not involved in a major war currently, and the Andy had more than enough high ranking officers to fill in nicely.

[17:42] <EO_Calma> CIV: Just a little idea you gave me. I might not be able to join you on it, but it'll make up for Bear being such a jerk.

[17:43] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Hmmm I don't think it would be appropriate.  I don't want the crew to the get wrong idea.

[17:43] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Oh it's okay. He got a Vulcan and a Bolian forrr rrroomates at the Academy...I think that's punishment enough.

[17:43] <CSO_Enki> AXO: But this isn't about the other high ranking officers, this is about you...

[17:44] <EO_Calma> ::laughs:: CIV: If you don't want me to do it, then okay... but I think you might like it..

[17:44] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Do you have any suggestions?

[17:44] <CIV_Chitwa> ::tilts her head, the curiosity getting the best of her:: EO: Like what?

[17:45] <EO_Calma> CIV: You'll see. Just don't change into something too lazy, all right?

[17:45] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Well my cabin has a dining table...  please come in...  ::motions and steps aside from the doorway.::

[17:45] <CTO_Lingn> ::enters::

[17:45] <CIV_Chitwa> ::sighs:: EO: I don't like surrrprrises Tinka -kun...they always turrrn out bad.

[17:46] <EO_Calma> CIV: All right, I'll tell ya.

[17:46] <AXO_Durron> CSO: In fact lieutenant commander, this is about you.  I was curious about your...curiosity.

[17:46] <CTO_Lingn> CO: What would you like to eat?

[17:46] <CSO_Enki> ::Evasion of the topic, how textbook.  On her exterior, however, she nods::  AXO: You are, of course, correct.  Is there anything else you wanted to ask?

[17:47] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Err, In the mood for?

[17:47] <CO_Farrel> ::Was about to play host, but then stops from turning to the replicator.::  CTO: Oh well... how about something Andorian?  Surprise me...

[17:47] <EO_Calma> CIV: I was thinking that we could send you to the prom after all. Exactly as it was supposed to happen.

[17:48] <CTO_Lingn> ::programs something in the replicator::

[17:48] <CIV_Chitwa> ::ears flick back:: EO: No, you don't have to do that. I'll be fine.

[17:48] <CTO_Lingn> ::produces a meal fit for kings::

[17:49] <AXO_Durron> CSO: Not that I can think of.

[17:49] <EO_Calma> CIV: All right.. I just thought I'd offer.

[17:49] <CTO_Lingn> ::puts the plates on the Table and replicates Andorian Ale::

[17:49] <CSO_Enki> AXO: Well, then, shall we stand here and just stare, or would you like to get back to the Bridge?  ::Smiles::

[17:49] <CO_Farrel> ::takes a seat at the head of the dining table.::

[17:50] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: I'll just...stay in my rrroom tonight. ::trots out of the holodeck::

[17:50] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Something that my mother used to make.

[17:50] <AXO_Durron> ::Nodds to the CSO::CSO: You may return to the bridge if you wish, however if I recall correctly you are off duty, as am I.

[17:51] <EO_Calma> CIV: See you soon..! ::looks down as the doors close:: TO: Well, there went all my tact. I guess I'm better with a computer than I am with any women.

[17:51] <CSO_Enki> AXO: We're charting unknown territory, and still decoding alien script; I'm afraid all of science is pulling double shifts.

[17:52] <CO_Farrel> ::Looks down at the dish in front of her interestedly.:: CTO: What is it?

[17:52] <AXO_Durron> CSO: I see.  ::makes a note of it on his padd::CSO: would you like additional personel assigned from other departments?

[17:52] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Andorian Tupora roots, with freshly flamed Gransdoo.

[17:52] <CIV_Chitwa> ::sniffles and hops into the TL::

[17:52] <EO_Calma> ::goes back to the programming console to test the scoring algorithm::

[17:53] <CSO_Enki> AXO: No, thank you.  It makes them appreciate the down time more.

[17:53] <AXO_Durron> ::Nodds, opens the door to the bridge and waits for the CSO::

[17:53] <CO_Farrel> ::Watches him hover over the table watching her.::  CTO: Please... have a seat Mr. Lingn.

[17:54] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Oh, Sorry. ::takes a seat::

[17:54] <CSO_Enki> ::Bows slightly::  AXO: Thank you.  ::Walks back towards her console and settles in, since the ship's at their next arranged survey point::

[17:54] <EO_Calma> Self: Looks like everything's ready to go.. just need to find someone to help me test it. Maybe tomorrow.

[17:55] <AXO_Durron> ::exits the obs lounge and than steps onto the turbolift::

[17:55] <CO_Farrel> ::Picks up her fork and tries one of the  Tupora roots, and smiles at the taste.::  CTO: Mmm, that's good...

[17:55] <EO_Calma> Computer: Save all changes and end program.

[17:55] <EO_Calma> ::leaves the holodeck and heads for the turbolift::

[17:56] <AXO_Durron> TL: Deck Thirty

[17:56] <CTO_Lingn> CO: It is considered a delicacy on my planet. I am glad you like it.

[17:56] <EO_Calma> Computer: Ten-Forward.

[17:57] <CTO_Lingn> CO: What province of Betaziod are you from Captain?

[17:58] <CIV_Chitwa> ::goes into her room and hops into her hammock, holding Puka tightly::

[17:58] <EO_Calma> ::walks into the lounge::

[17:58] <AXO_Durron> ::exits the lift and looks around. In the darker lower decks where few command staff ever find themselves::

[17:58] <EO_Calma> Bartender: Can I get a glass of some Terran wine? Say, a nice merlot?

[17:59] <CO_Farrel> ::looks up at him from across the length of the dining table.:: CTO: Elorn province...  it's mostly country area.  And you?

[17:59] <EO_Calma> ::takes the wine and finds a table near the window:: Self: Boy, you screwed things up, didn't you?

[18:00] <AXO_Durron> ::talks quietly to some of the personnel stuck in the lower decks::

 [18:01] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Fr'urg'ol province. ::tries his best to say it in English::

[18:01] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Mostly wilderness.

[18:02] <AXO_Durron> ::nodds and thanks the shift leader on the deck than heads back to the 
turbolift::

[18:03] <EO_Calma> ::takes a mouthful of the wine:: Self: At least I got that Velocity problem out of the way. I suppose the only challenge is going to be coming up with that transparent shield for the seating area.

[18:03] <AXO_Durron> TL: Deck eleven.

[18:03] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Really..? ::sipping the andorian ale, noticing his large build, her eyes go down to his hand and rest on his scar.::  CTO: How did you get that scar on your hand?

[18:04] <CTO_Lingn> CO: For a foolish mistake.

[18:04] <CO_Farrel> CTO: What happened?

[18:05] <AXO_Durron> TL: Correction Deck ten.

[18:05] <AXO_Durron> ::steps out onto deck ten and looks around, than heads for the lounge::

[18:06] <CTO_Lingn> CO: I accidentally killed two people  during my Prism Mission. I gave myself that scar to remind me of my mistake.

[18:07] <AXO_Durron> ::steps into the lounge and looks around than heads for the bartender::

[18:07] <CO_Farrel> ::Shivers slightly at the coincidence.::  CTO: And how... did you live with yourself after such a mistake?

[18:08] <AXO_Durron> ::stops and walks to the replicator:: Replicator: Coffee, black, double strong.

[18:08] <CIV_Chitwa> ::sighs and gets changed, finding out where Calma is from the computer::

[18:08] <CTO_Lingn> CO: It took some time. But for a while I just lost it. Thanks to Starfleet Medical, I was able to overcome it.

[18:09] <EO_Calma> ::takes another mouthful of wine:: Self: What was it that I did..?

[18:10] <CTO_Lingn> CO: The King gave me a larger scar to remind me of the incident. ::rolls up his sleeve and shows her::

[18:10] <CIV_Chitwa> ::walks into the lounge and looks around::

[18:10] <CO_Farrel> ::Her eyes widen at the sight.:: CTO: The king?

 [18:11] <CTO_Lingn> CO: We were sent to Skree Space. Those were his people.

[18:11] <EO_Calma> ::leans back in his chair, half-empty glass in his hand::

[18:11] <AXO_Durron> ::walks over to the EO's table and sits down::

[18:12] <CO_Farrel> CTO: So you accidentally killed two Skree?  And the scar was your punishment?

[18:12] <CIV_Chitwa> ::notices the EO and AXO, tilts her head and watches them for a moment::

[18:12] <EO_Calma> ::sees the AXO:: AXO: Good afternoon, Commander. What can I do for you?

[18:12] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Yes.

[18:12] <AXO_Durron> ::looks at the EO:: EO: It looks more like what I can do for you.

[18:13] <EO_Calma> AXO: I don't know, sir. I think it's one of things you just have to deal with on your own...

[18:13] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Well at least it was an accident... and not an act of will...   ::The roots squirt slightly, as her knife slices one in half.::

[18:14] <AXO_Durron> EO: Tell me what happened.  Maybe I can add some insight.

 [18:15] <CTO_Lingn> CO: It definitely was not my proudest moment.

[18:15] <EO_Calma> AXO: Ever since I came on board and found Chitwa.. well, alive.. I guess I've been trying to make sure everything's just perfect for her.. but I definitely get the impression it's.. unwanted.

[18:15] <CIV_Chitwa> ::orders a Soylent Cola and sips it, watching them talk::

[18:16] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Well we all have moments we are not proud of.  But we must learn to live with them.  ::sips more ale.::

[18:17] <AXO_Durron> EO: She's matured since you last knew her.  She can take care of herself.
[18:17] <CTO_Lingn> ::takes a big gulp of ale::

[18:17] <AXO_Durron> ::takes a drink from the steaming coffee and blinks than sighs::

[18:17] <CO_Farrel> CTO: So... I thought PRISM operatives were sworn to secrecy...

[18:18] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fixes the bow in her hair and sighs, walking over to them::

[18:18] <EO_Calma> AXO: That's very true. When I last saw her she was twelve. She's barely grown any taller; I guess I see her and all I see is that little girl.

[18:18] <CTO_Lingn> CO: You said you were Prism.

[18:18] <CTO_Lingn> CO: You have the clearance.

[18:19] <CO_Farrel> ::Blushes at her forgetfulness.::  CTO: I forgot I said that...

[18:19] <AXO_Durron> ::spots Chitwa, and coughs into his fist::EO: I think she's got a much better matter antimatter mix than we had on the Andy

[18:20] <EO_Calma> ::looks confused for a second or two, then catches on:: AXO: Well, she is a newer ship; it's not like there hasn't been any research in the interim.

[18:21] <CIV_Chitwa> ::stops by their table and looks down:: EO: I'm sorrrry Tinka-kun.

[18:21] <CTO_Lingn> CO: So, what about you? Any mistakes?

[18:21] <AXO_Durron> ::stands up and pulls out a chair for the CIV::

[18:22] <EO_Calma> ::looks over and realizes they were overheard:: CIV: Chitwa, what are you sorry for? I'm the one who should be apologizing.

[18:22] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: No...I...I know you just want to help.

[18:23] <EO_Calma> CIV: That doesn't give me an excuse to baby you.

[18:24] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: No it's okay. That's just the way it is. I have to get used to it.

[18:24] <CO_Farrel> CTO: You could say that...  I don't know if you listen to rumor or have read any reports... but I was responsible for the death of a civilian on my former command.

[18:24] <CTO_Lingn> CO:How so?

[18:25] <CIV_Chitwa> ::smiles:: EO: I hope this drrress is okay?

[18:25] <EO_Calma> CIV: No you don't. I have to get used you being a young woman.

[18:25] <CTO_Lingn> ::takes a bite of his roots::

[18:25] <EO_Calma> CIV: So you want to go for it now?

[18:26] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: I figurrred it's betterrr to have a hologrrraphic boyfrrriend then none at all.

 [18:27] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Well I had to ... to stop him... from destroying the ship.  He was a good friend of mine actually... 

[18:27] <EO_Calma> ::smiles a little:: CIV: It might take me a little while to put together a prom for you.

18:27] <CTO_Lingn> ::listens with interest::

[18:28] <CTO_Lingn> CO:Why did he do it?

[18:28] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: It's okay. I'll just play with Windfeatherrr. ::turns to the AXO and curtsies, then trots out of the lounge::

[18:29] <AXO_Durron> ::looks at the EO and shrugs than sits back down::

[18:30] <EO_Calma> ::watches her leave, then takes another drink of his wine:: AXO: Well, that went.. nowhere.

[18:30] <CO_Farrel> CTO: You see... ::wonders what in this man makes her surrender secret information::  The Artemis recovered an ancient artifact, from Betazoid.  It contained knowledge of how to develop one's psionic abilities...

[18:31] <AXO_Durron> EO: If she wanted it to go somewhere it would have.

[18:31] <EO_Calma> AXO: I suppose so.

[18:32] <AXO_Durron> EO: and if you wanted it to go somewhere you would follow her.

[18:32] <CO_Farrel> CTO: The book was lost, or suppressed, because no mortal could wield that power without being corrupted by it.  And we discovered it, Soral was the Vulcan scholar who worked on uncovering it's secrets...

[18:33] <EO_Calma> AXO: I could.. but I should stop treating her like the little girl I spent four years babysitting.

[18:33] <CO_Farrel> CTO: The book... it's name is the Zodion... whether by some curse of the nature of it's power made anyone who tried to learn it's knowledge evil.  And that is what happened to my friend...

[18:35] <CTO_Lingn> CO: I see what you mean. That must have been the toughest choice of your life.

 [18:35] <AXO_Durron> ::nodds::EO: You could follow her and talk to her as the young woman she is or you could sit here and drink yourself into depression.  Its your call, but from what I've seen you two are still friends, do you want to jeopardize that?

[18:36] <CO_Farrel> CTO: He wanted to use the power for galactic domination.. and he was literally going to reshape the Artemis into his own image... the ship was about to loose structural integrity... so I had to kill him...

[18:37] <EO_Calma> AXO: It's one glass of wine, Ray... not enough to even feel it.. but you're right. Start treating her like a friend, sort of thing?

[18:38] <AXO_Durron> EO: How many more glasses of wine did you plan to drink before staggering off to your quarters to hide?

[18:38] <CTO_Lingn> CO: I can understand that.

[18:38] <EO_Calma> ::cocks an eyebrow:: AXO: The plan was one glass of wine, then finishing things up on my Velocity tournament.

 [18:39] <CTO_Lingn> CO: It seemed better to take one life then let the lives of your crew perish.

 [18:39] <AXO_Durron> EO: your choice.

[18:40] <CO_Farrel> ::Nods.:: CTO: When I entered Starfleet, I thought my career would be one of an explorer.  But it seems my career has been that of a warrior...  

[18:40] <AXO_Durron> ::finishes his coffee, recycles it and heads out of the lounge for his quarters::

 [18:40] <EO_Calma> ::sits there, thinking for a moment, then downs the rest of his wine and heads for his quarters--to change::

[18:41] <CTO_Lingn> CO: I know, it is a hard life, I almost lost my sanity over losing people.

[18:43] <CO_Farrel> ::Nods finishing the last of the roots.  She sighs softly, and sits back, taking a sip of ale.::  CTO: So what made you suddenly ask me to dinner, in the middle of the bridge and all?

 [18:45] <EO_Calma> ::puts on a comfortable shirt and pants:: Computer: Locate Cadet Chitwa.

[18:47] <EO_Calma> <Computer> EO: Cadet Chitwa is in Holodeck Two.

[18:48] <EO_Calma> Self: Great. Well, too bad, Mr. Harok, there are things that need to be done. ::exits the room and heads for the turbolift:: Computer: Deck 11.

[18:48] <CTO_Lingn> CO: I forced myself to act. I got tired of going to the same empty quarters every night. I decided tonight I would spend some time with someone.

[18:48] <CTO_Lingn> CO: So here I am, chatting with you.

[18:50] <EO_Calma> ::steps off the lift and heads for the Holodeck:: TO: Ensign, I know I'm under orders not to do what I'm about to do, but I don't have much of a choice at this point. Put me on report if you have to, but you will have to shoot me down to stop me.. and I think Captain Farrel would consider that unnecessary use of force.

[18:51] <EO_Calma> ::finds Holodeck Two and steps in::

[18:51] <CO_Farrel> CTO: I see... well it is nice to spend some company with someone.  These large quarters are lonely for me as well...

[18:53] <EO_Calma> ::looks around for either the CIV or Windfeather::

[18:55] <CIV_Chitwa> <Windfeather> ::looks up::

[18:56] <EO_Calma> ::sees Windfeather::

[18:56] <CTO_Lingn> CO: So....... what would you like to do for fun?

[18:56] <CIV_Chitwa> <Windfeather> ::bows to Calma and lets Chitwa off of her back::

[18:57] <EO_Calma> ::bows slightly to the Griffin:: CIV: I thought I'd come by and.. see how my friend's doing.

[18:58] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: I'm okay, Tinka-kun.

[18:59] <CTO_Lingn> ::finishes his dinner::

[18:59] <CO_Farrel> CTO: What would I like to do?  you mean, now?

[19:00] <EO_Calma> CIV: Yeah, but I really need to stop looking at you like the girl you were. Things definitely aren't as simple as they used to be.

[19:00] <CTO_Lingn> CO: If you want to.

[19:00] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: What do you mean?

[19:01] <CTO_Lingn> ::picks up his plate and puts it in the replicator::

[19:01] <CTO_Lingn> ::takes a seat closer to Hali::

[19:02] <CO_Farrel> ::Puts her finger to her lip looking slightly puzzled, wondering if he's meaning what she thinks he's meaning.  How come her telepathy didn't work well in these situations?::

[19:03] <EO_Calma> CIV: Well, when you were twelve, things were so much easier to fix... and now you've grown up. Situations change. Problems get harder to solve.

[19:03] <CO_Farrel> ::turns slightly to him.::  CTO: If I want to what?

[19:04] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: You know you can't fix everrrything, rrright?

[19:04] <EO_Calma> CIV: I do now.

[19:04] <CTO_Lingn> ::looks deeply into her eyes::

[19:05] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Some things, just have to stay brrroken, forrreverrr.

[19:05] <CO_Farrel> ::Looks back into his eyes, noticing how deep red they are...::

[19:06] <EO_Calma> CIV: I guess so.

[19:06] <CTO_Lingn> ::leans in to kiss her gently::

[19:07] <AXO_Durron> ::sitting in his quarters going over the duty rosters::

[19:07] <AXO_Durron> *CO*Durron to Farrel.

[19:07] <CO_Farrel> ::starts to lean forward... and then pulls back.::

[19:07] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: So what werrrre you going to do?

[19:08] <AXO_Durron> *CO* Would now be a good time to go over the duty shift rotation, sir?

[19:09] <EO_Calma> CIV: I was going to try to find an engineer to help me test my new Velocity software.

[19:10] <CO_Farrel> ::Sits back in chair.  She pulls her commbadge from her pocket and presses it.::  *XO* Ahh I'm a bit busy right now.  I'll comm u later?

[19:10] <EO_Calma> CIV: Unless, of course, you wanted to give me hand.

[19:10] <AXO_Durron> *CO* Sorry sir. We do need to get on that soon.

[19:10] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Oh. ::looks up at Windfeather, then back at him:: Yeah, I guess I can help you.

[19:11] <CO_Farrel> *AXO* Right the deadline is tomorrow, isn’t it?

[19:11] <EO_Calma> CIV: If I'm interrupting, just give me the word. I can disappear.

[19:12] <AXO_Durron> ::stretches and begins going over the roster than stops and thinks about the captains' words::*CO*It could be...I'd have check.

[19:12] <CIV_Chitwa> EO:No it's okay. You know herrr, she just hangs out everrrywherrre.

[19:12] <CO_Farrel> *AXO* i'll come you in a bit... Farrel out.

[19:12] <CO_Farrel> ::Sighs and looks at Lingn.:: CTO: Well....

[19:13] <AXO_Durron> *CO* Aye.

[19:13] <AXO_Durron> ::continues going over the roster allocation::

[19:13] <EO_Calma> CIV: Yeah.. but if you'd rather hang out with Windfeather, I won't be offended. I have other things I could be doing.

[19:14] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: No it's alrrright. ::wonders why she got dressed up::

[19:14] <CTO_Lingn> ::puts his hand on hers::

[19:14] <CIV_Chitwa> <Windfeather> ::nods to Calma and disappears::

[19:14] <CTO_Lingn> CO: I hope I did not offend you.

[19:15] <EO_Calma> ::shrugs:: CIV: All right then!

[19:15] <CO_Farrel> CTO: No... no.  ::bites her lip slightly::  Well... I should go...

[19:16] <EO_Calma> Computer: End program and load Calma-Alpha-Two, all obstacles. Two phasers and a moving target.

[19:16] <CTO_Lingn> ::nods::

[19:17] <CTO_Lingn> CO: I believe this is your room.

[19:17] <CTO_Lingn> CO: I should go.

 [19:17] <CTO_Lingn> ::stands up::

[19:17] <CO_Farrel> ::attaches her comm badge onto her chest and stands as if she is reporting back to duty...then blinks at his point.::  CTO: Yes... it is.

[19:18] <CTO_Lingn> ::Leaves with a look of embarrassment ::

[19:19] <EO_Calma> ::picks up the phasers and hands one to Chitwa:: CIV: What do you think? Just like Ten Forward?

[19:19] <CIV_Chitwa> ::tilts her head:: EO: I guess.

[19:19] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Thanks for... din-ner.... ::Trails off as she is already speaking to a closed door... Lingn is long gone.::

[19:20] <EO_Calma> CIV: You ready to play?

[19:20] <CIV_Chitwa> ::nods::

[19:20] <EO_Calma> CIV: All right.

[19:21] <EO_Calma> Computer: Five second countdown. Begin the match.

[19:22] <EO_Calma> <Computer> ::signals five seconds and begins moving the target::

[19:22] <CO_Farrel> ::Walks for the door.. then remembers her attire.  She suddenly feels the need to feel professional.... detached....  Her robe falls onto the back of the couch, and she strides naked to her closet and removes a freshly pressed red-gray uniform.::

[19:23] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fires::

[19:23] <CTO_Lingn> ::goes to go sulk in his quarters::

[19:23] <EO_Calma> <Computer> ::registers the hit and signals another five second countdown before Chitwa can fire again::

[19:24] <EO_Calma> ::fires and misses as the computer ends the countdown early with his shot::

[19:25] <EO_Calma> Self: Damn! ::fires again::

[19:26] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fires::

[19:26] <CO_Farrel> ::Zips into her uniform.  Her heart rate calms as she feels the one-piece familiarity.  She places the four pips on her collar and looks at herself in the mirror coolly.  She grabs a hair clip and suspends her long curls above her in a tightly welded bun.  she smoothes out the wrinkles and walks out the door into the corridor.::

[19:27] <EO_Calma> <Computer> ::registers two hits in a row, but Calma's after Chitwa's, allowing her to fire again::

[19:27] <CIV_Chitwa> ::flicks her tail and grins::

[19:28] <EO_Calma> ::cocks an eyebrow towards Chitwa:: CIV: Yeah, I set it up that every time you make a hit, it's five seconds till you can fire again unless the other person fires in that time.

[19:29] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: When's the tourrrnament again?

[19:29] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fires::

[19:29] <EO_Calma> ::taps the trigger and makes his own hit right afterwards::

[19:29] <CTO_Lingn> ::turns around for the Captain's quarters::

[19:30] <CO_Farrel> ::walking down the corridor on her way to turbo...::

[19:30] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: You'rrre good, TInka-kun.

 [19:30] <EO_Calma> CIV: Hopefully soon. I just need to get a transparent shield for the seating area. It'll be at about 0100, some night when we're at high Warp::

[19:30] <EO_Calma> CIV: You're winning.

[19:30] <CTO_Lingn> ::arrives in the Turbo and sees the Captain::

[19:31] <CO_Farrel> ::Nods to him, her hands clasped behind her back.::

[19:31] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Is therrre an age brrracket forrr me?

[19:31] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fires::

[19:31] <EO_Calma> <Computer> ::registers no hit::

[19:32] <CIV_Chitwa> Self: Sketi!

[19:32] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Captain, I am truly sorry. I am a fool.

[19:32] <EO_Calma> CIV: Do you want there to be an age bracket for you? ::fires and evens the score::

[19:33] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: I was just currrious, I'd hate to embarrrrass anyone.

[19:33] <CO_Farrel> ::Looks down for a second, then meets his eyes.:: CTO: Lingn... it's alright. 

[19:33] <EO_Calma> ::laughs out loud::

[19:34] <CTO_Lingn> CO: How could I think I could even deserve your attention? ::sighs::

[19:34] <AXO_Durron> ::still sitting in his quarters going over the duty rosters::

[19:34] <CIV_Chitwa> ::grins and fires::

[19:35] <EO_Calma> <Computer> ::registers another hit::

[19:35] <CO_Farrel> CTO:  No... don't think that...  it's partly my fault for letting things go that far...  I should have realized but.... well listen, I don't think we can be together in that way, given the nature of our professional relationship...

[19:35] <EO_Calma> ::smiles back and fires, missing the target as it ducks behind a pillar:: CIV: I hear Commander Durron's quite the marksman.

[19:37] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Rrreally?

[19:37] <EO_Calma> CIV: He'd definitely give you a run for your money.

[19:38] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fires:: EO: What's the prrrize anyway?

[19:38] <CTO_Lingn> CO: But when do you let go from that? We are off duty. Our professional relationship ends when we get out of that uniform. If we let professionalism get in the way of life, we would be cold, dead creatures.

[19:39] <EO_Calma> CIV: Haven't figured that one out yet. I think I'll run that one past Captain Farrel.

[19:39] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Is it like a trrrophy?

[19:40] <EO_Calma> CIV: Oooh, I'm sure I could arrange a trophy. ::smiles::

[19:40] <CO_Farrel> ::Her eyes widen, that is exactly how she had been feeling lately... cold, dead... separated from her natural Betazoid tendencies to be warm-hearted, in touch with her feelings...::  CTO: But, I'm the captain of this vessel... would the crew still respect me if I dated a fellow officer?

[19:40] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Well you rrremeberrr all the arrrcherry tourrrnaments I won back in ka'venusho.

[19:41] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fires::

[19:41] <EO_Calma> CIV: Looking at adding another win to the record?

[19:41] <CIV_Chitwa> ::nods:: EO: If I still have it.

[19:42] <EO_Calma> <Computer> ::registers the hit and ends the round:: EO/CIV: Round over. Winner: Cadet Chitwa, five hits to three.

[19:42] <CIV_Chitwa> ::grins:: Self: Woohoo!

[19:42] <EO_Calma> CIV: I wouldn't doubt for a second that you could do it. Best two out of three?

[19:43] <CIV_Chitwa> ::nods:: EO: I think you've been prrracticing.

[19:43] <CTO_Lingn> CO: They would. They would understand the need to love and be loved. If you deny your feelings, you are just bottling them up, waiting for them to explode.

[19:44] <EO_Calma> CIV: It certainly doesn't seem to matter against natural talent.

[19:45] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fires:: EO: I just wish it meant something.

[19:46] <CO_Farrel> ::Despite her pulled back hair, she finds a strand fallen across her forehead... she sighs and brushes it back.  The turbo arrives and she steps inside wordlessly.::  CTO:  I'm sorry... I really am...  ::talking out to him in the corridor.::

[19:46] <EO_Calma> <Computer> ::assumes Chitwa wants round two and begins moving the target::

[19:47] <EO_Calma> CIV: You'd make a hell of a Tactical Officer.

[19:47] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Don't do this to yourself. I did it to myself over my dead wife. That’s part of the reason I almost lost my sanity.

[19:47] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: You mean it?

[19:49] <EO_Calma> CIV: Well, I haven't seen Durron on the range, but I'd be willing to bet you're one of the top marksmen on the ship.

[19:49] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Maybe the Captain will want me to worrrk with Mrrr. Lingn.

[19:50] <CO_Farrel> CTO: Mr. Lingn, I hardly doubt I am on the verge of loosing my sanity...  I'm fine, really.

[19:50] <EO_Calma> CIV: If that's what you want to do, I don't think she'd stop you. ::fires at the target::

[19:50] <CIV_Chitwa> ::fires:: EO: I kinda have to do what she tells me to.

[19:51] <CTO_Lingn> CO: Please just think about it, for me. I don't want you to get like I am, a broken down person.

[19:51] <EO_Calma> CIV: Well, we all do.. but you don't have a post yet! What you decide to specialize in is up to you.

[19:52] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: I don't rrreally know what I want to do yet.

[19:52] <EO_Calma> <Computer> ::registers two hits::

[19:52] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: I know my fatherrr trrrained me to be a Healerrr.

[19:53] <CO_Farrel> ::states her deck and the TL whurls away...::

[19:53] <EO_Calma> CIV: There's no rush.. and if you want to follow in your father's footsteps, I think everyone here would support you.

[19:54] <CIV_Chitwa> ::sighs:: EO: Yeah, but I still think I could have done something....to stop them.

[19:54] <CTO_Lingn> ::sighs::

[19:55] <CTO_Lingn> ::goes to his quarters::

[19:55] <CO_Farrel> ::arrives on deck, and walks up to the XO's quarters, and rings the chime.::

[19:56] <EO_Calma> CIV: You played it safe, Kechara.

[19:57] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Yeah, I know....but I still want to know why?

[19:58] <EO_Calma> CIV: Why you played it safe?

[19:58] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: Why they had to pick me.

[19:58] <AXO_Durron> ::stands and walks to the door:: Door:Enter.

[19:59] <EO_Calma> CIV: I wish I had an answer for you.. I really do.

[19:59] <CIV_Chitwa> EO: I know.

[20:00] <CO_Farrel> <<<<<< END MISSION>>>>>