Starbase_245_Commandant:
=/\==/\==/\=BEGIN MISSION=/\==/\==/\=

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Arches eyebrow ::

CyBar_Keep:
@::opens the bar, hiding the cheap stuff and bringing out the expensive
liquor::

Cap_Tucker:
::on bridge::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::in sickbay , Closing up shop ::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
::emerges from Turbo Lift:: CO : Hello, CO.

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::in dressing room, checking her appearance in the mirror, noting the jaded
look in her eye, wondering where the enthusiastic young
woman went::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::walking into the party room after disembarking from her ship::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
$::gives instructions to her XO to begin docking procedures at Starbase
245::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
*CO* I have forward the supplies requisition to OPS for transmittal to SB
245

Cap_Tucker:
Rikerson: Hi Mr. Chief Engineer, how goes the ship?

CyBar_Keep:
@::notices a Federation Starship beginning docking procedures::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
::goes to engineering station:: CO : The ship is in tip-top condition.

Starbase OPS_Lowell:
@::On Starbase 245 Operating docking people::

Cap_Tucker:
*CMO*: Very well Doctor.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
$::walks to RR::

CyBar_Keep:
@<Says to self> Some more people to steal money from..mua hahaha

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::goes over to the bar and orders a non-alcoholic fuzzy navel::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Will be glad to have some time away from the ship ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@:: starts to head out to the stage, pausing a moment to put drops in her
eyes::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
::turns on the station and checks the ship::

CyBar_Keep:
@::readies the fuzzy navel::

Cap_Tucker:
Rikerson: Chief, keep at least a mildly experienced officer in command of
engineering while the crew is on shore leave to the station.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
$:: goes over the roster of those taking 32 hour leave on the base and sees
her name has been added by the Nightingale's CMO::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
$::sighs:

CyBar_Keep:
@Fuzzy Alien: would you like a piece of lemon with that?

CMO_G_Heinlein:
<FCO> CO: Two Minutes from Docking Captain on impulse

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@CyBar_Keep: No thank you

CyBar_Keep:
@Fuzzy Alien : OK ::hands the drink to the Fuzzy Alien::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::takes her drink and sits down by the stage::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::arrives at the lounge, and notes the sparse crowd, and the bartender::

Starbase OPS_Lowell:
@::Scans shows Federation ships coming::

Cap_Tucker:
Rikerson: We need to keep the ship able to leave or respond at a moment's
notice.

Starbase OPS_Lowell:
@::Finally someone are coming::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
CO: Aye, Captain. ::presses four buttons and a moment later, another
engineer officer:: Aye, sir.

Starbase_245_Commandant:
THE BASE COMMANDANT WALKS INTO THE BASE LOUNGE AND ORDERS HIMSELF A TALL
GREEN DRINK

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::doesn't pause to chat, but goes to the piano, and starts fingering the
keys::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::sips her fuzzy navel::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
$<XO> *CO* we have docked and all personnel going ashore, should go ashore,
including yourself

Cap_Tucker:
CEO: With that you're off duty. Enjoy the vacation.

CyBar_Keep:
@::polishes a glass and then gets a "tall green drink" for the Commandant::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
CO: And I you, sir.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
$*XO*: Yes mother, coming ::said sarcastically::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
<OPS> CO: Captain < Permission to hail the SB for docking clearance?

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::picks out a simple tune, noting out of the corner of her eye a few more
arrivals, and not caring, lost in the simple task of tuning the
keyboard, and her mood::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
$::stands and leaves the RR and heads for her quarters to pack an overnight
kit::

Cap_Tucker:
@OPS: Affirmative, then take us in.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
<OPS> CO: Aye

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
$::heads out to the docking port and onto the Starbase::

CyBar_Keep:
@::pours him self a glass of Klingon Blood Wine::

CyBar_Keep:
@::drinks it, and nearly passes out::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::listens to the lounge singer tune the piano::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
<OPS> COMM *SB245 This is the USS Geneva Requesting permission to dock

Starbase OPS_Lowell:
*Geneva*: Permission Granted to Dock, Please dock at Port 5. Enjoy your stay

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::forgets the crowd, and becomes lost in the music, her simple pickings
becoming more complex::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
@::goes up to the *You Are Here* sign and finds out where her quarters are::

Cap_Tucker:
@*CMO*: Gene, schedule shore leaves for your department so that a few
experienced officers are left in Sickbay.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
<OPS> COMM* SB245: Thank you

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::hums a harmony to her fingering::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
*CO* I have attended to it, but a "Sunday schedule "

Starbase OPS_Lowell:
@::Open Port 5's Door::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
@::enters her base guest quarters, quickly changes and heads out to the do a
little window shopping::

CyBar_Keep:
@::promises never to drink bloodwine again as he looks about, everything
very fuzzy::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::is just sitting, enjoying the music and the calm of the room::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
<FCO> ::Takes ship into dock 5 ::

Cap_Tucker:
*CMO*: Eh Gene?

CMO_G_Heinlein:
<OPS> XO: Captain we have docking, setting to shore power now

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::changes the tune, playing Stardust::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
::goes to Turbo Lift and enters:: *Computer* : Deck 5.

Cap_Tucker:
OPS: ::nods:: Thank you ensign.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
*CO* Sunday schedule means that just a few personnel are in actual
attendance

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::gets misty when she hears the new tune and remembers her fuzzy alien
boyfriend that is stuck on the ship::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
::doors close and CEO is off to his quarters::

CyBar_Keep:
@::looks at the people loitering in the Lounge::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
@::walks around, checking out the shops::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::stops the tune, abruptly:: Barkeep: The lighting is wrong. It should
be more......... subdued.

Cap_Tucker:
*SHIPWIDECOM*: All Geneva personnel, unless you are assigned here on the
ship, shore leave begins now. Enjoy yourself and don't do
anything I wouldn't do.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
@::finds something for John, Kay Lee and Gug, just small trinkets::

Starbase OPS_Lowell:
@::Uses his telepathic powers to scan anyone's brain on the station::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
:: nods at the announcement::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::is falling asleep with the diminished lighting::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Grins and picks up his bag and heads for the docking doors ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::runs her fingers through her bangs, feeling frustrated.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
@::enters lounge::

Starbase OPS_Lowell:
@::Same old stuff, sigh::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
::within 1 minute, the Turbo Lift stopped and its doors opened. The CEO
leaves the Turbo Lift and heads to his quarters.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
@::Exits ship and heads for lounge ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::takes a deep breath, regaining her composure, telling herself its just
another gig, and starts picking out another tune::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
@::takes a seat at the bar::

Cap_Tucker:
::leaves Cmdr Landt in charge of the bridge::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
@::turns and looks at the lounge singer::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::wakes up more as this tune is more sprightly::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
@::Walks into lounge and waits for his eyes to adjust ::

Cap_Tucker:
::heads to the Starbase passage::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
@::sees the newcomers enter, but keeps her mind on the music, segueing from
tune to tune, all nostalgic::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
@::compliments the lounge singer and puts a credit chit in her glass::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
@::waits for the Bartender to come over to order a drink::

Starbase_245_Commandant:
(Note: At this point, the Base Lounge will be used as the primary location.
All other locations, such as ships, to use @ sign)

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Looks about for someone he has heard might be on the SB ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::smiles at the fuzzy alien::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::tosses a glass to Al::

Bartender_Al:
::Catch the glass::

Cap_Tucker:
::enters the Starbase, and heads to the central promenade::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Walks up and sits next to Dr Maggie ::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::turns::

Bartender_Al:
::Walks up to Praxton::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::goes back to listening to the music and eyes slide closed again. This
time, because she is trying to feel the music::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::still lost in the music, tinkles out "Piano Man"::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::nods to Praxton:: What will it be?

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Barkeep: I'll have a beer, domestic, please.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Praxton: Doctor Maggie Praxton, I presume? ::smiles ::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::imagines she is dancing with her fuzzy alien boyfriend under a starlit
sky::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::waves Al to get the beer::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::Upon entering his quarters, Rikerson gets his stuff ready. He finishes
and leaves for the Turbo Lift:: *Computer* : Passageway to
Starbase 245.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::smiles back:: Gene: Gene, it's been a long time, how are you?

Cap_Tucker:
::finds the local lounge and heads in::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::suddenly remembers that she's here to entertain, and livens up the music::

Bartender_Al:
::Walks to another place to serve other people::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Maggie: Fine, I see things have gone well for you :::Smiles ::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::eyes the lounge singer::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::is a little disappointed when the slow dance tunes end, but likes the new
music just as well::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Gene: Yes, they are. You look good, how have you been?

Starbase_245_Commandant:
SUDDENLY, A LARGE EXPLOSION ROCKS THE ENTIRE STARBASE

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::sees Klord eyeing her, and turns her mind to the music::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::falls off the stool::

Cap_Tucker:
::goes to the bar and orders::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Hears/feels the explosion ::

Bartender_Al:
::Looks at all the glass falling off::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Helps Maggie up ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::is thrown forward, and hits head on keyboard::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::falls out of her chair and bumps her head on the table:: In general:
OUCH!!

Cap_Tucker:
:: rather- is knocked off his feet::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Gene: Thanks, what was that?

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::the Turbo Lift stops at the right deck and 50 meters from the passage
way. CEO Ens. Rikerson enters the passageway and feels the
explosion and gets off-balance.::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Notes the singer hitting her head and walks over ::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::notices the lounge singer and goes over to help::

Starbase_245_Commandant:
THROUGH THE OBSEVATION WINDOW, THE PARTY GOERS SEE A LARGE PORTION OF THE
BASE HAS BEEN COMPLETELY
VAPORIZED

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::Thinks "What in the world was that::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::is unconscious::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Over shoulder :: : Maggie , I think an explosion

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::does the Picard maneuver with her uniform and heads out to see if there is
anyone injured in the immediate area::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::gets up dusts off and draws a beer::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Bends over Singer and runs tricorder over her ::

CMO_G_Heinlein (Sound - Tricorder.wav):

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::taps Comm:: *Nightingale* Emergency, send over as many medical personnel
as you can spare.

Cap_Tucker:
::pulls himself up:: *Landt*: Commander, Report!

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::notices the other helper is a doctor and leaves well enough alone, rubbing
her head as she heads back to her chair::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::sees Capt. is gone, shrugs and drinks beer in one gulp::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::eyelids flutter::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Places a neuro repair unit over the singers forehead ::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::scans several of the injured::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::wishes she hadn't got off her ship, still rubbing her sore head::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::gets rebalanced and attempts to head for the Starbase. In a moment,
Rikerson gets into the Starbase::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Singer: Lie still for a bit this takes a bit of time

Base OPS_Lowell:
Base XO: We just lost half the base!

Cap_Tucker:
*Geneva*: Respond!

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::sees Al duck out doorway and shakes head::

Starbase_245_Commandant:
THE STARBASE COMMANDANT IS TOO INIBRIATED TO BE OF MUCH USE

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::rights her chair, then walks around the room to see if anyone else needs
help::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::regains consciousness, and struggles to sit up::

Starbase_245_Commandant:
COMMUNCATION IS DOWN BETWEEN SHIPS AND THE STATION

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Places firm had over her chest to prevent her from rising ::

Base OPS_Lowell:
::Moves to TAC Station::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::gets disgusted when she notes that her fuzzy navel ended up all over HER
navel!::

Base OPS_Lowell:
::Puts the shields up just in case::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::goes from person to person::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::looks at Heinlein:: I'm all right.

Starbase_245_Commandant:
AUTOMATIC EMERGENCY SHIELDS AND FORCEFIELDS FORM TO ISOLATE THE DAMAGED
AREAS OF THE BASE FROM
REMAINING SECTIONS

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::yells at CMO:: Hey watch your hands!!!

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::pushes his hand away, and looks around to see what's happening around
her::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::looks at barkeep and arches eyebrow ::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::also notes that that table was awful hard and rubs her head as she walks::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::lifts head at the shout and looks in the bartenders direction::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::taps Comm badge:: *CO* : Captain, CEO Ens. Rikerson here. What has
happened on the Starbase?

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
:;walks over the TF Alien:: Are you hurt?

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Singer: it would be well for you to lie still for a few minutes while it doe
s its work

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::sees everyone is getting help, and goes back to her chair to rest her head
on the table::

Cap_Tucker:
::goes over to CMO Heinlein:: Gene, can you handle the injured here, or do
you need more assistance?

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::points at Fuzzy:: She seems in more need of assistance. I am all right.

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
Capt: No ma'am, just bumped my head a little, no more than a knot at worst

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Station COMM*: Everyone on the station, please move away from the part of
the station that is lost

CMO_G_Heinlein:
CO: Captain, I think between Dr Maggie and I we can handle around here
:::indicates Maggie :::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Fuzzy: hold still while I calibrate this thing and scan you.

Cap_Tucker:
*CEO*: Rikerson, I don't know, where are you? I couldn't get through to the
ship.

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::sits back down in her chair and waits for the scan, impatient to hear the
music again::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::hands Fuzzy a new fuzzy navel:: Here this should help

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Singer: you have a potentially bad concussion, will you promise not to move
for ::looks at indicator :: about 2 minutes ?

Capt_Maggie_Praxton (Sound - Tricorder.wav):
Scans the fuzzy alien

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::rights the piano bench, unsure of what's happening::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Station COMM*: All Starfleet Engineers please help out in repairs if you
can

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@*CO* : Sir, I'm at the passageway. Where are you?

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
Barkeep_Klord: Thank you very much ::sips her fuzzy navel::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::like the trooper she is, goes back to playing, but wondering what is
happening elsewhere::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::looks at Barkeep:: No more drinks are to be served, some of these people
have had medication

Cap_Tucker:
*CEO*: In the Starbase lounge. Get to the Geneva bridge and take command if
Commander Landt isn't there.

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::moves over to Capt. Maggie::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::is a little giddy now, this was not a non-alcoholic one!::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Barkeep: in fact I am closing down the bar to use as a triage area

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
:;starts giggling at everything::

Cap_Tucker:
Gene: ::Nods::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Sighs and takes out hypospray and gives the singer a mild sedative to put
her under for a few minutes it take for the device to finish
what it needs to ::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
Capt.: how about you never got your beer?

Starbase_245_Commandant:
A SECOND EXPLOSION ROCKS THE DAMAGED AREA OF THE STARBASE

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@CO: Aye, sir. ::goes through the passageway and gets onto the Turbo Lift::
*Computer*: Bridge.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Barkeep: that will have to wait until later

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Lets the singer down on her bench and lets the device do its work ::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::giggles at the sounds the tricorder makes, the moaning of the wounded, the
sound of the sedative, when the Starbase explodes again::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::holds onto the bar to keep her balance::

BarkeepChorn_Klord:
::sighs::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::looks surprised as the hypo is administered, but succumbs to its effects::

Base OPS_Lowell:
::What is That?::

Cap_Tucker:
Praxton: Wish we were meeting under better circumstances, but I'm going to
go to OPS to find out what happened. Can you take
command of my crew that is here?

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Staggers as he is walking to the Doctor ::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
*OPS* the location of your commander?

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::giggles when she gets knocked off her chair and hits her head on the table
again::

Starbase_245_Commandant:
HOWEVER, ONCE THE EXPLOSION SUBSIDES, IT IS EVIDENT THAT ONLY A FEW
BULKHEADS ARE ACTUALLY LOST

Cap_Tucker:
::Gets knocked down by the second blast::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Tucker: Will do

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::lays under the table, still giggling::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Praxton*: At the lounge

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Takes a reading of the Fuzzy alien and administer a mild euphoric ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::snoozes peacefully, snoring slightly::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton (Sound - Hypospray.wav):
::gets out the hypo for the fuzzy alien::

Cap_Tucker:
*Station OPS*: This is Captain Tucker, are you there, please respond.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::turns:: Tucker: The base Commander is in here somewhere

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
CMO: you know I have some stuff here that serves a great anesthetic

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Tucker*: Yes Captain?

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::starts noticing things aren't really funny anymore::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::the Turbo Lift doors open and comes out:: Landt: Commander ?

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Klord: yes, but this on is free :::lifts hypo ::: But we may need it yet

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Tucker*: It seems like almost everyone left the Bridge...

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Barkeep: we have a better suggestion, keep your bottles corked....I have
enough her to use as an anesthetic

Cap_Tucker:
*Base OPS*: What's happening, I can't contact my ship.

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::wishes she thought everything was funny again cause now her head REALLY
hurts!!!!!!!!!::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Maggie: I have to recheck the singer, brb, OK?

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::thinks Capt. ought to be corked::

Cap_Tucker:
*Base OPS*: Who's in command?

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::nods to Gene::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Tucker*: Someone is blocking that signal::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@XO: Commander?!?! ::looks around for her::

Cap_Tucker:
::begins heading to Station OPS::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::wonders if this is what a hangover feels like and stays on the floor::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::wonders why the fuzzy alien is in pain when she just gave her a hypo, she
scans again::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::walks back to Lounge singer who is about ready to come out of it and notes
that the repairs were successful ....takes device ::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Tucker*: I'm the :::Ahh::: only one left here? ::Looks around:: I can't see

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::starts directing people to evacuate the walking wounded out of the
lounge;:

Cap_Tucker:
Praxton: Captain, I'll go to Station OPS and try and find out what happened.

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::head starts feeling marginally better, her metabolism is slower than a
human's::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Gives her a mild stimulant to bring her around ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::looks as though she's about to come out of it, and looks somewhat
irritated at the thought; rolls over and goes back to slumberland::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Tucker*: We're short handed....

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Tucker: I'll see if I can find the base Commander, he's suppose to be in
here somewhere

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
Capt: hey where are you taking all my customers?

Cap_Tucker:
*BaseOPS*: Understood, I'm on my way to you. Are turbolifts operating?

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::notes the pounding has decreased considerably and goes back to the bar for
another non-alcoholic fuzzy navel::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Tucker*: Not recommended

Cap_Tucker:
Praxton: Sounds good. Good Luck.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::walks back towards Maggie and almost stumbles over the body of the
corpulent Base commander ::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
Barkeep_Klord: Can I have a fuzzy navel please?

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::watches as the less seriously injured are beamed to a different part of
the base::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::nods to Tucker and keeps on truckin::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::eyes the Barkeep to keep his bottles corked::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Maggie: Maggie, I think I have found our missing CO

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
Fuzzy:: sure , one mo ::mixes up a double::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::turns and sees Gene:: Gene: where?

Cap_Tucker:
*Base OPS*: Understood, it'll take me a few minutes then to reach you.

CMO_G_Heinlein (Sound - Tricorder.wav):
::Runs scan over his Large frame ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::drags herself back from Neverneverland, returning reluctantly to
consciousness::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::oops, forgot to say non-alcoholic::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::goes to the CO chair, sits down, and flips the switch for a ship wide
announcement:: Ship wide : By order of the captain, I hereby
take command of USS Geneva.

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Tucker*: Understood

Cap_Tucker:
::heads to a Jeffrey's tube and starts the climb::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::slides drink to Fuzzy out of sight of Capt>::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::looks around and sees that Starfleet personnel have things well in hand,
but curious as to what happened::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::sits back down with her fuzzy navel and starts sipping it::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Maggie: Maggie, he must be Irish, he was too far gone to get hurt ::laughs
::

Weapons_Scientist:
THE STARBASE WEAPONS SCIENTIST COMES RUNNING MADDLY DOWN THE PASSAGEWAY TO
THE LOUNGE AREA

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::notices pretty soon that things are really funny right now!::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::takes a deep breath as she look at the drunken Commander::

Weapons_Scientist:
Wait, wait, wait, you don't understand, you don't understand...........

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::giggles at the dead bodies littering the floor and the drunken Commander::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Maggie: must have been his night off

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@:: flips the switch back to the original position::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Station COMM*: Will all Starfleet Engineer help out in repairs Now please

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Gene: if he is not injured, just leave him

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::looks at the distant look on the singer's face and giggles at that too::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::turns at the sound of the mad scientist::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::gives the Commander a combination of drugs to get him back to a sober
alert state ::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Maggie: too late

Weapons_Scientist:
You all don't understand, you don't understand

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::is curious about the events around her, and the odd reactions, and wonders
if it is her::

Cap_Tucker:
::Climbs out onto the bridge::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::gets up from her chair and walks around the room giggling at everything::

Weapons_Scientist:
That wasn't supposed to happen

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::walks over to the Weapons Scientist::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
WS: What don't we understand?

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::sees Singer come to and hollers at her: Hey you . You want to get paid,
start playing!!

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
WS: Report!

Weapons_Scientist:
::sobs heavily::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::giggles at the bartender::

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: Boy am I glad to see a Starfleet Officer

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Considers giving a mercy shot to the barkeep ::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::decides to leave this in better hands, and calls it a night, closing the
piano::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::Goes to the back of the bridge and tries to find out what is blocking the
communication between the Starbase and the ships.

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::giggles at the lounge singer as she closes the piano::

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Lt, well, the feeling is mutual. What can you tell me about those
explosions?

CMO_G_Heinlein:
WS; What is the trouble?

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::jumps over bar and grabs Singer by arm::

Weapons_Scientist:
::looks crazily into the Doctor's eyes::

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: These explosions are from within' the station

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::considers giving the WS a hypo to calm himself down::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::sees the group of people chatting, and laughs at the guy that is sobbing::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::glares at Klord:: What are you doing?

Cap_Tucker:
::walks over to the internal sensor readout::

Weapons_Scientist:
Doc: It wasn't supposed to work like that...

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
Singer: you get paid to play, so play!!

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::walks over to the scene that is being created and grasps the barkeeps
arm...just enough to let him know that he might want to let go or
regret it ::

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: There is hardly anyone that comes by here so most bridge personnel
are sleeping or something

Weapons_Scientist:
Doc: I didn't mean for it to get so far out of control.

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::with a sudden unexpected move, she flips him to the floor:: Idiot: There
is something going on......

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
WS: Get a hold of yourself and Report! I want a report, Man

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Yes, I see, from several labs on the lower decks, what was in those
labs?

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::thinks the guy that is sobbing is so hilarious that she must walk over to
him and tell him he is::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
People are hurt..... ::steps over Klord and moves to the door::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::giggles all the way over::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Hears bone snap ::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::can't figure out what's blocking the communication system::

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: A Weapon Scientist asked to go there

Weapons_Scientist:
::continues to sob heavily::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Runs a bone repair job on Klord ::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::is now annoying the group by the WS by giggling at everything he says::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton (Sound - Hypospray.wav):
::grabs a hypo and administers it to the WS::

Weapons_Scientist:
Doc: I was working on applying some Borg technology to our systems, and,
and.......

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
WS: and?

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::thinks to self "So that's it." Presses some buttons and sees what
happens::

Weapons_Scientist:
::stars crazily into the observation window::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::giggles even louder at the sound of the hypo::

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Hmm, let's try and get communication working again.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Walks back to WS ::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::rubs arm and decides to administer his own medicine::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::turns to Gene:: Gene: this one goes to the Nightingale

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::giggling so hard she spills her drink on the WS::

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Most of the main communication array was located near the blast.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Maggie: Maggie, mind meld?

Base OPS_Lowell:
::Continues to make announcement:: *Station COMM*: Will all Starfleet
Engineer get on the repairs NOW

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::exits the lounge::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
:: Comms the Nightingale to beam the WS over....hold:: Gene:? Who would
you suggest?

BaseOPS_Lowell:
Tucker: Yes I see that

Weapons_Scientist:
Doc: it was a transwarp field effect..........

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::thinks that is completely hilarious and just bursts out laughing at the
top of her lungs::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::thinks "Hmm that seems to work.": COM Starbase245 : Starbase 245, this is
CEO Ens. Rikerson from the USS Geneva. Please respond.

Weapons_Scientist:
Doc: It could cascade and consume the entire sector if it doesn't get under
control

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::looks at the WS and raises an eyebrow:: WS: What are you saying?

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Ah, A plasma conduit is blown on near there. No power is getting to
the Comm array.

CMO_G_Heinlein:
Maggie: Maggie, unless you have someone better....

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Gene: this is serious, I need Tucker back here

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: There are other Comm arrays....

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
*Tucker* report to the lounge ASAP

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: We'll have to go repair it.

BarkeepChorn_Klord:
::pours a good shot of fine Scotch and downs it::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::is now so amused she is rolling at the feet of the group around the WS::

Weapons_Scientist:
Doc: We're all going to die, we're all going to die......

Cap_Tucker:
::gets Maggie's COMM::

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: But I cannot access the other Comm array

CMO_G_Heinlein:
*CO* Captain Tucker, we have a WS here and he says he knows the cause of
this

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Actually I'm needed, you'll have to repair it.

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: What do you mean?

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@Self: That should work ::whispers:: ::runs scan on the Starbase::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
*Nightengale* standby to beam one onboard at my signal

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::starts laughing with the Fuzzy::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::thinks the funniest part is WS doesn't realize he has fuzzy navel all over
him::

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: My Rank is too low... it is a hidden Comm array

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: It's an old tales from our last commander

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::wonders if she still has the address of that rich guy who wanted to take
her away from all this, wonders if it might be an easier life than
singing in a lounge::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
*CO* Captain, I have also located the Commander of the SB

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
:;takes the WS over to a seat:: WS: relax, we have a handle on the problem,
you relax

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::feels like she's gonna explode inside ::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::moves back over to Singer::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::wonders where Tucker is::

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Well, there must be the standard emergency override to get inside
that area.

Weapons_Scientist:
Doc: But, you don't understand......

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::the scan says that the Comm array is not getting power:: self : Hmmm.

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Well, I must leave it in your resourceful hands.

Weapons_Scientist:
Doc: You just don't understand

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
Singer: Ya know there ain't a thing we can do. Might as well relax, Huh?

CMO_G_Heinlein:
WS: Do I have your permission to try a mind meld ?

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: It is actually under the Commander's RR

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::laughs even harder when she sees the orange slice in the WS pocket::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::puts her hand on the WS shoulder:: WS: please explain::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
Singer: how about a drink? On the house.

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::finally rolls under the Weapons Scientist's chair and knocks it over::

Weapons_Scientist:
::stares wildly into the Doctor's eyes::

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Once you access the auxiliary array Contact the Geneva and tell them
to send medical assistance or beam over injured
personnel.

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: Good Luck.

Base OPS_Lowell:
::Brings Tucker to the RR and Open the door on the floor::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::laughs as the WS falls on her::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::picks up the fuzzy alien by the neck:: Fuzzy, please!!

Base OPS_Lowell:
::Brings up the thing and give it to Tucker::

Weapons_Scientist:
::pulls out encrypted code card and shows it to everyone::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@Self: Well there's nothing that I can do.

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: OK, contact the Geneva and tell them what i told you.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::nods to Gene to do the mind meld, but holds hand out for just a sec:: WS:
what is that?

Weapons_Scientist:
This is the key, this is the key...... You don't understand.......

Cap_Tucker:
Lowell: I have to report to the Station's lounge.

Base OPS_Lowell:
::turns on the array::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
WS: Key to what?

Base OPS_Lowell:
Tucker: Wait

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::nods to Gene:: Gene: Do it!

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@::goes and sits in the CO's chair::

Cap_Tucker:
*Praxton*: I'm still on my way, the Geneva is being notified of our
situation.

Base OPS_Lowell:
Computer: Access the "Hidden" Comm array

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::thought when the Capt. picked her up by the neck that is was the funniest
thing she had ever seen and is rolling on the floor again"::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
:slaps Comm:: *Nightingale* start evac'ing the station

Cap_Tucker:
::begins climbing down the ladder to the lounge::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
Capt: you need to relax too. How about a nice Romulan Ale?

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
*Tucker* I am starting an evac of the station over to the Nightingale

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Places hands in the third position of K'Mats :: ( to self ) my mind in
your mind , your mind in my mind

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::is coming close to knocking the chair over again::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::exits the TL, and starts down the corridor to her quarters::

Cap_Tucker:
::emerges from the Jeffrey's tube and heads down the hallway to the station
lounge::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
OPS: Please give me a station wide Comm

Weapons_Scientist:
THE NEXT SECTION TO THE DAMAGED AREA IS THE NEXT TO EXPLODE

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Starts seeing images racing past the window of consciousness, incoherent
and indecipherable ::

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@Self: That's it. The key. The key is causing the explosions

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::is thrown across the room::

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::looks slightly surprised, as a transporter lock catches her, and she
starts to shimmer::

BaseOPS_Lowell:
::Wish the darn Captain would authorize the Comm array to be used so I don't
have override for 3 minutes::

BarkeepChorn_Klord:
::decides it might be prudent to leave after all::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Sways as a unit with the WS ::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::the infernal giggling is finally stopped as the fuzzy alien is knocked
unconscious after ramming her head into a table leg and cracking her skull::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::tries to enforce and restore an order a discipline in the others mind ::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::shakes head::

Cap_Tucker:
Praxton: Once the Geneva is contacted we can- ::is knocked down for the
third time.::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Geneva*: Your Captain said to send any Medical personnel over here at the
station or Transport injured people over to your ship now

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::heads out of lounge towards quarters::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::tires Comm again:: *OPS* I want a station wide Comm channel NOW

Cap_Tucker:
Praxton: What have you uncovered from him ::points to the WS::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Slowly restores some order to the WS' mind ::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Praxton*: Go ahead

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::lying unconscious under the table::

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
Tucker: Gene is attempting to garner further information from him with a
mind meld, I am clearing the station onto the Nightingale

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::enters quarters and opens door to personnel escape pod::

Cap_Tucker:
Praxton: Understood.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
*OPS* thanks

CEO_Ens_Rikerson:
@Comm: BaseOPS_Lowell: Star Base, I am going to send medical teams over.
Sickbay: Sickbay, send a bunch of units to the Starbase
ASAP.

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Praxton*: You can use the station wide Comm at anytime, you have to tell me
to put it on though

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
*All Personnel* Prepare to be transported to the USS Nightingale

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::no one notices the fuzzy alien has stopped giggling, so she quietly passes
away::

Cap_Tucker:
*Base OPS*: Can you get me patched directly to the Geneva Lowell?

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::watches as several people in the lounge are beamed onboard the
Nightingale::

CMO_G_Heinlein:
::Shimmers::

Base OPS_Lowell:
*Tucker*: The Geneva people are sending Doctors over to you now

Jaded_Lounge_Singer:
::shimmers again, this time it takes::

Barkeep Chorn_Klord:
::climbs into pod and checks supplies, Hmmm Romulan ale, Klingon bloodwine.
Single malt scotch, Yep all here::

Token_Fuzzy_Alien:
::goes to fuzzy alien afterlife and is dead happily ever after::

Cap_Tucker:
*Lowell*: Belay that, tell them to get everyone possible off to the Geneva.

Capt_Maggie_Praxton:
::sighs and looks at Tucker::

Weapons_Scientist:
=/\==/\==/\=PAUSE MISSION=/\==/\==/\=

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