Prologue: The Crew of the Hayden is now enjoying a well earned R&R on ES217.

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CNS_HeiRan says:
::Approaches Chey, wherever she may be:: CMO: Excuse me, Doctor. Now that we've got some time off, would you like to get some coffee or something?

CSO_Knight says:
::In the station mess hall eating, hoping to get some energy up for the workout he's planning::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Glances up and over at the clock::  CNS: Just one sec... let me send this off and this will take care of the last of the dead... :: Sending as she talked.::

CNS_HeiRan says:
CMO::frowns:: That's got to be rough. Sorry.

Host CO_Marsland says:
::walking into the station mess hall with her son in tow, sees the CSO and smiles at him::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Sighs as she stands, coming around her desk.::  CNS: I am not sure who had the rougher of the jobs this week, you or me.

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Good grub, Lieutenant?

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Shrugs:: CMO: I didn't have to tell anyone that their son or daughter had died a brutal death. ::Motions for her to lead the way out of the office::

CSO_Knight says:
::Looks down at Ganymede, who's happy to be off of the Hayden and about:: Ganymede: All that hidin' musts gave ya cabin feva'... ::stops in mid sentence as he hears the CO's voice::

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Oh, Cap'n Masrlan'. Didn' see ya there. Who's this li'l guy?

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Stepping out of her officer.::  Computer, place sickbay on standby.  Activate medical holo doctor for medical emergencies.

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: This is my son, Armen.  I was finally able to get him from the Apache.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Leaving the office and walking down the corridor with Chey:: CMO: What'll it be? Coffee? Plomeek soup? Gagh?

CSO_Knight says:
::Smiles at Armen:: Armen: I'm Othello, I'm one o' ya mum's flunkies.

Action: The Computer chirps its responce to the CMO;

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Thinks: Mmm, Gagh::

Armen says:
CSO: Nice to meet you, 'thello.  What's a flunky?

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Raises her brows and looks at him with a touch of humor.::  CNS: Ummm... Plomeek soup is a bit... bland.  And Gagh is a bit lively for me.  Anything else on your menu?

CSO_Knight says:
::Laughs out loud:: Armen: It means that when she says jump, like you, I gotta say, "How high?"

Ganymede says:
::Barks friendly::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::grins::  CMO: Oh, whatever you're up for. I'm in the mood for just some wine, myself. What do you say?

Host CO_Marsland says:
::laughs:: CSO/Armen: That's right!

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Mind if we join you?

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Stepping into a lift, she leans back against the wall.::  CNS:  Wine and cheese cake with some chocolate.  Now you have me.

CSO_Knight says:
Armen: Oh, where's me manners? This is me ol' mate, Ganymede. CO: Not at all. The dingo an' I were gonna run after our first lunch 'ere.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Following the CMO and riding the lift:: CMO: Wine and cheese cake it is.

Armen says:
CSO: Can I pet him? ::sits down with his mom::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Once the lift stops, Darna leads the way to the exit.::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: As the lift stops, she pushes off the wall and heads out, following the counselor.::  CNS:  What did you have in mind?  I have to admit, I have never been here before.

CSO_Knight says:
Armen: Sure, mate. He ain't gonna bite ya. He's too spoiled for that.

Armen says:
 ::bends down to pet Ganymede::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Shrugs, reaching the exit:: CMO: Ooh I don't know, it's my first time too. Why don't we wander around until we find somewhere to get that cake.

Ganymede says:
 ::Whimpers and squeaks at Othello's comment::

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Thank you for getting us out of the mining colony, Othello.  I wasn't sure what Sho-Tak had planned when she "defected".

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Pauses at the duty officer and checks out.::  CNS:  I wonder how much a research station has on it.

Action:: Ganymede licks Armen's hand as he reaches down to pet him.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: No worries. You should be thankin' 'er mostly. Me, I was jus' along for th' ride. Her plan an' program got ya outta tha' mine.

Armen says:
::giggles:: CSO/CO: That tickles!

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Well, I'm just glad to be out, as I'm sure the counselor and doctor are.

CSO_Knight says:
::looks down :: Ganymede: Now doan get too 'ffectionate, dingo. Ya can't keep 'im.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Arbitrarily picks a direction and starts walking that way.:: CMO: Who knows. Researchers have got to eat, I guess, and a replicator is as good as any chef.

CSO_Knight says:
::Giggles remebering briefly how he was when he was a puppy and he was a few years younger::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
CNS: Bite your tongue!  Oh... if we find an art store, I need to stop.

Host CO_Marsland says:
::goes over to a replicator and orders up some food, brings it back and sits down::Armen: Honey, sit down and eat something while we have a few minutes.

Armen says:
::reluctantly pulls away from Ganymede and sits down:: CO: All right, Mommy.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Ya should be. Any longer in there an' I sure you guys woulda been primed t' start murderin' those blokes.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Grins:: CMO: I just meant that it's not like we can't find cake. We're not restricted to rations or anything like that. ::Sees a shop in the distance:: We could look over there and see if they've got what you need.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Points::

Host CO_Marsland says:
CO: I think Darna was.  He started going crazy.  Though, I think he was just acting.

CSO_Knight says:
::Takes a bite out of the club sandwich before him::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
CNS: Ummm... we might want to hit the art store last.  I am not a light shopper, especially since both Dali and I are out of supplies.

Action: Armen looks at the plate and realizes that it is nothing but Ice cream.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Smiles:: CMO: Of course. Ooh look, there's a cafe. We could see if they have any cake.

Armen says:
CO: Oh boy!  Ice Cream!

Host CO_Marsland says:
Armen: Yes, I thought you could use a treat. I'm going to eat something more healthy, but you can have fun.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Walks over and enters the small café::  CNS: Looks promis... :: stops as she watches the food on someones plate try to walk off.::  Hmmm....

Armen says:
CO: Thank you, Mommy.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Ah, I think he's tough, or at least tough lookin'. I'm sure he's all right. First mission out on this ship an' he's held captive an' enslaved. Makes me miss tactical drills.

Host CO_Marsland says:
::takes a bite of her food, a chef's salad.::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Follows Chey into the cafe:: CMO: Or... maybe not.

Host CO_Marsland says:
::swallows before she answers:: CSO: You may be right.

Café Owner says:
CMO/CNS: May i help you?

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Whispers::  CNS:  That reminds me of Ayen's experiments.  :: turns quickly at the voice, turning slightly red, hoping she was not heard.::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Turns to the owner:: Owner: Yes, we're looking for some cheesecake. ::glances at Chey, then back to the owner.:: And wine. And chocolate.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: no worries, Cap'n. We won't let ya down.:: Takes another bite and tosses Ganymede some bacon::

Café Owner says:
CNS: Well we can help you. do you wish that to go or will you eat it here?

Host CO_Marsland says:
::watches Othello and Armen as she eats, Armen is having too much fun with the ice cream::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Eyes the plate that is now empty of its occupant.::  Cafe Owner:  Here is fine.

Host CO_Marsland says:
Armen: Armen, be careful.  We don't want to mess up anything here.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Hopefully, with th' coup an' all, we won't be hearin' much from those pirates an'time soon.

Café Owner says:
: CMO; Great If you will follow me. ::heads to a freshly cleaned table::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Follows the owner and takes a seat.::

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: I hope you're right.  ::finishes up her salad:: That was wonderful.

Armen says:
::finishes up his ice cream:: CO: I agree!

CSO_Knight says:
::Chews on the end of the second quadrant of sandwich and picks up the third::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Follows the CMO and the owner to a seat, then takes it.::

Host CO_Marsland says:
::laughs:: Armen: I'm glad  you enjoyed it, Honey.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: What do you two have planned today?

CMO_Lt_Love says:
Cafe Owner: I would like a slice of cheese cake drizzled with chocolate.

Café Owner says:
:: waits as the 2 take their seats:: CMO/CNS: Now if I am right you wish a cheese cake some wine and chocolate is that right?

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Nothing really.  Getting reacquainted is all.  Maybe some shopping, you?

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: nods::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Leans back in his seat, yawning, then answers the owner.:: Owner: Yup. Two cheesecakes. Though I have to admit I'm not very familiar with wine. 

Café Owner says:
CMO/CNS: Very well I will be right back. :: heads towards the kitchen::

CSO_Knight says:
CO: I'm gettin' back on me regimen. I feel like I'm gettin' weaker. Take a good hour-an'-a-half run 'roun' the promenade, then I'm gonna hit the weights an' get a rock t' climb on a holodeck.

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: So a workout?  Just remember, this is vacation, Othello. ::smiles::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Leans back and waits.::  CNS: Now what?

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Leans forward, resting his elbows on the table.:: CMO: Well, I haven't had the time to look over all the reports, why don't you tell me how you managed to get out of those mines?

CNS_HeiRan says:
::looks all interested::

Café Owner says:
:: Returns with a large platter in his hand and sets down 2 glasses of Bloodwine, 2 large cake like slices of Cheese dripping with Chocolate:: CNS/CMO: There I hope that is to your liking?

CSO_Knight says:
CO: No worries. It's fun t' me. Me last doc told me tha' I should slow down, bein' hypoglycemic an' all.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Last thing I need, he said, is a sped up metaobolism, too.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
Cafe owner:  Thank you. :: Reaches for the wine, takes a sip and starts coughing, just barely putting her glass down before spilling it.::

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Is that why you're always eating, because you're hypoglycemic?

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Tilts his head, looking at their food.:: Owner: Um, excuse me. What exactly did you put in this cake?

CNS_HeiRan says:
Owner: It wouldn't happen to be *Cheese* would it?

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Her eyes watering.::  Cafe owner:  What kind of wine is this?

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Aye. That an the fact that my high health standards keep me from stayin' full, but I gotta live somehow.

Café Owner says:
CNS: Why yes that is what you ordered isn't? you said that you wanted cheese cake.

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Well, okay, now I know.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Gives me an excuse t' enjoy one o' me favorite passions in life, food as often as I want.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Nods, looking as if he were pondering something. He says to himself: "I guess you're right... I just thought it was a little different."::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Takes up a utensil and scoops up a chunk of the cheese, putting it in his mouth::

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Any excuse to eat?  I love it! ::laughs a hearty laugh::

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Mum always said turn a curse into a blessin'.

Armen says:
::joins in the laughter::

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Mum was right!

Café Owner says:
CMO; I am afraid that it is bloodwine. It is the only kind we have at the moment and since you didn't specify what kind of wine that is what I brought.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Grimaces:: Owner/CMO: Humans sure do have strange tastes...

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Nods::  Cafe Owner:  You are correct...  ummm... thank you.

CSO_Knight says:
::Laughs:: CO: That she was. Which remin's me t' drop 'er a line. I hate talkin' to 'er nowadays. She keeps askin' me if I'm gonna settle down an' marry soon.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Looks up at Chey, grinning.:: CMO: Well... not exactly what we were expecting, is it?

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: Are you?

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Is amused::

Host CO_Marsland says:
::notes Armen fidgeting:: Armen: Calm down, son.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Looks at Darna::  CNS:  Part of the adventure?  How is the cake?  I think I should forgo the bloodwine.  I am not into the idea of waking up somewhere unplanned.

Café Owner says:
CNS/CMODo you wish something else?

CNS_HeiRan says:
::laughs:: CMO: That's one way of putting it, I guess. Here, hand me the bottle. I'll take just a little. ::Reaches for the bottle::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
Cafe Owner: Ice water please.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: I doan stay in this kind o' shape jus' for me health, Cap'n. Women are me weakness. i might, if th' right shiela comes 'round. Someone that I'd haveta tame, so she can tame me.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Handing him the glass, picks up a fork to try the dessert.::

Host CO_Marsland says:
::chuckles:: CSO: From what I've seen, you would be hard to tame.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Hey, Mum did it, with two more boys t' raise along wit' me.

Café Owner says:
CMO: I am afraid that we only have plain water nothing from Ice. However if you wish we can bring it out chilled?

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: That was your Mom, a mate shouldn't have to work so hard. ::smiles::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Lifts a brow with a smile.::  Cafe Owner:  Chilled would be fine thank you.

CSO_Knight says:
::Tosses the last quadrant of the sandwich to Ganymede and takes a sip of apple juice::

CSO_Knight says:
CO: ::Swallows:: She said the same thing.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Looks at the counselor::  CNS: Back to your original question, I believe we all got back the same way, thanks to Othello.  Pity... I had hoped to claim his room.  :: smiles::

CSO_Knight says:
::Smirks::

Café Owner says:
CMO: Very well. :: heads for the counter returning shortly with a glass of very cold water::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Grinning, leans on his elbows again.:: CMO: Right, of course. Well, as long as you didn't have to go through anything awful.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
Cafe Owner:  Thank you.

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: See, Moms know this stuff!

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: So can you help me tame this little one? ::points to Armen::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
CNS: After your help and then some quiet talking with the captain, the only awful thing I had to deal with is unexpected memories.  ::Frowns::  Which appears to have gone away again.

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Takes a sip of the wine, grimacing a little but enjoying it.:: CMO: Right. All that's under control now? Mostly?

CSO_Knight says:
CO: i think ya all got it in for ya sons is all, ::turns to Armen::  Armen: Right?

CMO_Lt_Love says:
CNS: I have no idea... and most of me wants to leave it burried again.  And no... I am not into the couch thing.

Armen says:
::gets in the mood of the conversation:: CSO: Right!  We men have to stick together!

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Grins:: CMO: Neither am I. I prefer tables.

CSO_Knight says:
::Smiles:: Armen: Good bloke. He's got th' right idea.

Ganymede says:
 ::Barks::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::unconsciously leans back and presses his hands against the table top.::

CNS_HeiRan says:
CMO: So have you got a boyfriend back home?

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: I think Ganymede agrees. ::chuckles::

Action: The table that the CNS is pressing on suddenly breaks.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
CNS: I have no home... and if I understand the terminology correctly, then no... there is no one in my life in that way.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: The dingo knows which side o' th' gender game he's on.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Jumps back, knocking her chair over.::  CNS: Oh my...

Host CO_Marsland says:
CSO: I see. Well, I guess I'm outnumbered here. ::laughs::

Café Owner says:
:: comes running up:: CNS: Are you hurt?

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Jumps up half-way when the table breaks, his wine falling onto his lap:: All: Bahh! No, I'm all right. ::Rushes to grab a napkin::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Blushes profusely:: CMO: I'm sorry, I don't know what happened.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Reaches to help and stops, blushing slightly.::  CNS: Perhaps we should head back to the ship.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
CNS: You don't know your own strength?

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Speaks rapidly, embarrassed.:: CMO: Yes, lets. I, um... need to change clothes or something!

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Looks down at the table curiously.::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Rushes out, almost leaving Chey behind. He's cursing himself the whole time.::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Finds herself standing by the table alone as she turns to see the counselor almost running out the door.::

Café Owner says:
CNS: It is no problem some rough characters were in here last night and busted the place up. I must have missed that table. So for all the problems the meal is on me today.

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: Looks at the owner.::  Cafe Owner:  At the moment, the food is on him.  I will let him know and perhaps we could come back later.

Host CO_Marsland says:
::stands up:: CSO: Well, we'll let you get to your workout, Lieutenant. I enjoyed our chat.

Armen says:
::stands up as well::

CNS_HeiRan says:
::Stops outside, glancing back having realized that he's left Chey. "Damn!" But he's in too much of a huff and runs on toward the ship and dry pants!::

CMO_Lt_Love says:
:: With a nod, makes her way to the door, wondering if she should catch up or not.  With a shrug, goes after him.  It was after all only an accident.::

Café Owner says:
::Chuckles:: CMO: You are always welcome.

CSO_Knight says:
CO: Anytime, Cap'n. My pleasure. Armen: nice t' meet ya. Doan be a stranga'.

Armen says:
CSO: Bye, 'thello

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