Host CO_Rofax says:
One Shirt, Two Shirt,
Red Shirt, Blue Shirt.

An Away Team here, 
An Away Team there,
Somebody here, somebody
might die out there.

I do not care for things in boxes,
I do not care for fox in sockses.
I do not care for under there...
I do not care for underwear!

::eep!::

::runs for wardrobe::
Host Cat says:
Hmm....
Host CO_Rofax says:
ahem...
Host CO_Rofax says:
Captain's Log - SD 10312.20

The Pendragon has been ordered to Earth following the news that Captain O'Dunn is leaving to pursue personal matters.  After many trials and Tribblelations, the crew has been granted a much deserved break.
Host Cat says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<Begin Mission: Ta Ta Toms>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Host CO_Rofax says:
::riding in the lift, making his way to the bridge::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::on the bridge at her station::
FCO_White says:
::sitting at the helm monitoring the Pendragon's course::
CSO_Toms says:
::in his offices, going over the stocklist... and whos been naughty and nice in the department::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::smiles sweetly at the FCO:: FCO:  Hi, I'm Jordan .....
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::sitting in his chair on the bridge, reading a report on his little console::
CNS_Luchena says:
::waiting on deck 3 for the TL::
CTO_Shiar says:
:: sitting at Tac1 going over supply numbers::
CSO_Toms says:
::rubs his temples and takes another round of anti-hangover pills... god these things are handy::
FCO_White says:
::looks at his pannel than at the OPS's officer:: OPS: Ma'am.  David White
Host CO_Rofax says:
::lift stops at Deck 3 and opens to reveal the CNS waiting::  CNS: Mikal....
FCO_White says:
::glances around the bridge::
CNS_Luchena says:
::steps into the TL::  CO:  Thank you for the time off, Sir.  It went well.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
FCO:  Pleased to meet you, David.
CTO_Shiar says:
Self: I don't remember using that many torps
Host CO_Rofax says:
CNS: Good.  I trust you found no trouble.
FCO_White says:
OPS: Yourself as well ma'am.
CNS_Luchena says:
CO:  No, Sir.  It was very relaxing.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
FCO:  Don't call me ma'am ... we're going on leave.
CSO_Toms says:
::with the finished list and slightly less of a headache, gets up and heads for the bridge::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::looks up from his console, biting his lip a little nervously:: FCO: ETA to our arrival?
FCO_White says:
::grins:: OPS: Going on leave...not on leave...Ma'am.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::shakes her head and smiles::
CTO_Shiar says:
::looks at FCO and shakes his head::
Host CO_Rofax says:
::arrives at the bridge and allows Mikal to exit first::
CNS_Luchena says:
::exits the TL then steps aside::  All:  Captain on the bridge.  ::winks at Rofax::
CSO_Toms says:
::arrives on the bridge and heads over to SCI 1, looks a little worse for wear::
FCO_White says:
::checks console again:: XO: ETA is seven minutes sir.
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::turns his head and stands as he sees the Captain enter::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::grins as she turns:: CO: Captain...::wonders how long it will take for her to get used to Rofax as her CO::
Host CO_Rofax says:
::has half an urge to toss the CNS in the brig for that, but simply smiles and move to the center chair::
CSO_Toms says:
::turns for the CO::
CNS_Luchena says:
::chuckles to himself::
FCO_White says:
::glances momenteraly around the bridge, checks his panel then turns to the CO::
CTO_Shiar says:
::spins in chair to face Rofax:: CO: There's something i've been meaning to talk to you about, sir
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::can sense the good spirits on the bridge and smiles even more::
CNS_Luchena says:
::moves to his chair::
CSO_Toms says:
::goes back to his latest task, sending the list to SFC supply dept::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::goes back to monitoring::
Host CO_Rofax says:
ALL: Yes, yes.... the circus is in town...   ::clears throat::  OPS: Report...
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::smiles and sits back down in his chair, resuming his light reading::
Host Cat says:
Action: The CTO's chair squeaks loudly.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
CO:  We are around 5 minutes from Earth, Sir.
Host CO_Rofax says:
OPS: Very good.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::chuckles::
CNS_Luchena says:
::winces at the squeaking sound::
Host CO_Rofax says:
XO: You have the bridge.
Host Cat says:
Action: The XO's chair makes a rude noise...or was that the XO?
Host CO_Rofax says:
CTO: Cmdr, in my ready room.  ::enters without waiting::
CTO_Shiar says:
*ENG*: could someone come up here and look at my chair please?
CSO_Toms says:
::wishes very much for a chair at SCI 1::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::blinks and checks his chair for a moment before nodding to the CO:: CO: Aye, Captain.
FCO_White says:
::returns to his console and checks the ETA again, smiling then preparing to slow to impulse::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::turns:: XO:  I don't think we've met, Sir.  Lt Cmdr Jordan Pettigrove, Operations Officer.
CTO_Shiar says:
CO: Aye, Sir  ::gets up and enters the RR::
EO_Enginebuster says:
*CTO*: Keep yer pants on, we're on our way.
Host CO_Rofax says:
::crosses to the desk, but doesn't sit and turns to face Shiar::  CTO: What can I do for you, Kaleh?
CTO_Shiar says:
CO: Well, it's about the alcohol situation, sir
CSO_Toms says:
::having completed that task, far slower then he should have, moves onto his next one.... his year end departmental report::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
:;looks up to the OPS console and puts on his most friendly smile:: OPS: Pleased to meet you, Lt Commander. Kymar Dremel, I was your Chief Medic up until recently...
OPS_Pettigrove says:
XO:  We are receiving a hail from Earth, Sir.  San Francisco communications centre.  ::puts the signal on-screen::
Host CO_Rofax says:
::wonders if the CTO's drunk, seeing as his spelling is superb::
FCO_White says:
::taps out a few commands and then pauses than thinks some more and than goes over the de-warp manuver in his mind::
CNS_Luchena says:
::is in no hurry to get to San Francisco as his father, who he hasn't spoken to in years, lives there::
Host CO_Rofax says:
CTO: In regards to?
CTO_Shiar says:
CO: I understand your predecessor's position, but I was hoping your stance would be different...
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
:looks up at the viewscreen and stands::
Host CO_Rofax says:
CTO: And you're advocating what, exactly?  ::leans against the desk::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
XO:  Should I alert the captain, Sir?
CTO_Shiar says:
CO: I was hoping that our lounge might be restocked, sir
CNS_Luchena says:
::watches the XO stand::
Host CO_Rofax says:
CTO: Have you completed the req's I asked for?
FCO_White says:
::Checks the cource and slows gradually through warp and then to impulse::
Host Lt_Armstrong says:
COM:Pendragon: Welcome to Earth. Please assume standard orbit 3delta7. A cleaning crew has been assigned to your ship and will arrive shortly. Please enjoy your stay on Earth.
CSO_Toms says:
::spends more time lamenting the night before than doing work, damn ghosts::
CTO_Shiar says:
CO: Yes, sir   ::removes a PADD and hands it to Rofax::
CNS_Luchena says:
::grew up on Earth and hoped to never come back::
FCO_White says:
::dosn't hear anything of the message except '3delta7'::
Host Lt_Armstrong says:
::smiles:: COM: Pendragon: Earth One, out. ::closes channel::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::blinks and wonders why the QIb didnt get any cleanup crews, opening his mouth to say something as the comm closes:: OPS: That was nice of them...
CNS_Luchena says:
::figures maybe he'll stay on the ship and catch up on paperwork::
Host CO_Rofax says:
::takes the padd and reviews it quickly::  CTO: I will take it under consideration, but bear in mind, that I am nothing like Captain O'Dunn.  There will be consequences if you embarass me, yourself, or this ship.  Understood?  ::grins, almost sadistically::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
FCO: You heard the Lt, standard orbit 3delta7, please
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::sits back down in his chair::
CTO_Shiar says:
    CO: Aye, sir. I'll try not to drink you under the table in front of other people.  ::grins::
FCO_White says:
::changes cource to enter orbit 3delta7::
FCO_White says:
::swings the ship around Earth, then adds some speed to enter the stated orbit.::
FCO_White says:
XO: Aye, sir. Entering orbit 3delta7 now, sir.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
XO:  Standard shoreleave procedures?
Host CO_Rofax says:
CTO: Noted.  ::feels the change as the ship enters orbit::  You are relieved, Cmdr.  Get to the surface.  ::smiles::
CTO_Shiar says:
CO: Aye, sir. ::smiles, turns and leaves the RR::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
OPS: Aye, ask all department heads to organise a voluntary skeleton crew to stay onboard the ship
CNS_Luchena says:
XO:  I volunteer Sir!
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: who will I drink with if you stay?
OPS_Pettigrove says:
XO:  Consider it done.  ::sends a note to all Dept Heads to assign skeleton voluntary crew to man duty stations::
Host CO_Rofax says:
::exits the RR following Shiar and takes in the view of the bridge::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
FCO:  So, you got any plans?
CSO_Toms says:
::hears the order and sends out the request::
FCO_White says:
::checks the orbit, then locks down the main impulse drives.  Activates the automated thruster control system to maintain orbit than drops the helm to maintence power::
FCO_White says:
OPS: No, Ma'am.
Host Cat says:
Action: The department heads send back their choices.
Host CO_Rofax says:
::waits to hear how the XO plans to win this argument::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::jumps a bit at the unexpected yell from across the bridge:: CNS: I dont think the CNS is required when everyone is on shore leave, Counsellor...
CTO_Shiar says:
::walks to Tac1 and checks the tactical schedule.::
CNS_Luchena says:
::sighs:: CTO: I guess I'll come along and keep you out of trouble.
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: I could find someone else if you don't want to come
OPS_Pettigrove says:
XO:  Responses to request received, Sir.  Skeleton crews have been assigned.
CTO_Shiar says:
::sends resupply requests to OPS::
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  Naw.. I'll tag along with you.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::receives the resupply requests and on-forwards them to Starfleet::
FCO_White says:
::checks the pannel and than looks at the cronometer...::OPS: Pardon me. No, Jordan
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: Glad to hear it
Host CO_Rofax says:
OPS: Status?
OPS_Pettigrove says:
CO:  Skeleton crews have been assigned, Sir.  Standard shore leave procedures are in effect.  Re-supply requests have been approved and on-forwarded to Starfleet.  Clean-up crews will be arriving from the surface shortly.
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::watches as everything goes on around him, smiling at the fact this seems easier then he had first thought::
FCO_White says:
XO: Orbit acheived, and secured.  This good lady should hold posistion for a long time sir.
FCO_White says:
::pats the console affectionataly::
Host CO_Rofax says:
OPS: Then why is everyone still here.  ALL: Dismissed!  ::turns and leaves the bridge::
CTO_Shiar says:
::locks down firing patterns then shuts down the Tac1 console::
CTO_Shiar says:
::heads to TL::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::grins:: CO:  Have fun, Sir.  ::sends messages to all crew informing them they can take shore leave::
CSO_Toms says:
::hears the CO and sighs in relief... heads to his quaters to get changed::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::stands and looks around:: All: You heard the Captain. OPS: Send a ship-wide asking everyone not on the skeleton crew to beam down within 15 minutes
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::smiles:: XO:  Already done, Sir.
FCO_White says:
::smiles at the console and stands than makes his way to the Turbolift::
CNS_Luchena says:
::steps in his quarters to change and grab some things::
CTO_Shiar says:
TL: Transporter Room 1
Host CO_Rofax says:
::finds himself already on the TR padd::  TR_Chief:  Now, please.....  ::smiles as the swirly light thingies spin all around him::
CNS_Luchena says:
::puts on a really loud shirt, a-la Rofax::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::gets up from her console:: XO:  Sir, with your permission ...
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
:;grins and nods:: OPS: Feel free, enjoy your shore leave
Host Cat says:
Action: One by one, the crew beams down to their chosen Earth locations.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::leaves the bridge, goes to her quarters, packs some stuff, heads to the TR and beams down to San Francisco::
CNS_Luchena says:
::puts on sunglasses as soon as he rematerializes::
Host CO_Rofax says:
::makes his way across the plaza to check in at SFC::
XO_Cmdr_Kymar says:
::after everyone except the skeleton crew leave the bridge he joins them, heading for his quarters and getting changed into his Bajoran rebel's uniform, strapping on his phaser pistol and heading for the Transporter room:
CTO_Shiar says:
:: materializes and heads for the nearest bar::
FCO_White says:
::Grabs a pack, containing a few datapads and a tricorder, from his quarters than beams down to the SFC Library::
CNS_Luchena says:
::follows Shiar::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::finds her accommodations, changes into a very slinky outfit and leaves::
CSO_Toms says:
::is sitting in a dark bar drinking the finest brewed Vodka... sweet sweet Vodka::
Host Cat says:
Action: The ship is now empty sans the skeleton crew.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::finds one of her favourite cafes ... finds a table and orders a coffee and donut::
CTO_Shiar says:
::enters the bar and finds a stool to sit on::  Barkeep: A pint of your best beer!
Host CO_Rofax says:
::checks in with the appropriate Admirals and files his evaluation reports before moving off to the launch bay::
Host Cat says:
Action: The cleaning crew arrives to clean....and deodorize the ship. It seems that there is something funky on the crew deck that has been stinking up the ship.
FCO_White says:
::quietly goes to a console than begins downloading general knowledge information onto his datapads::
CNS_Luchena says:
::sits beside the CTO::  CTO:  Well... did you talk to Rofax about the prohibition thing?
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: That I did.
CSO_Toms says:
::the bar tender looks at him oddly before giving him the second bottle... oblivion is near::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: The response was encouraging
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  What did he say?
Host Cat says:
Action: A Klingon female walks up to Toms and slaps his butt in a friendly manner.
Host CO_Rofax says:
::retrieves his flight plan and enters the appropriate authorization codes, the console chirping happily as he goes::
Barkeep says:
    ::hands Shiar a pint::
FCO_White says:
::Focuses on starship manuvers and recorded evasives manuvers, as well as information about the works of Dr. Lewis Zimmerman::
CSO_Toms says:
::smiles but does nothing.. to far gone to care about the world::
CNS_Luchena says:
::orders a coffee from the barkeep::
CTO_Shiar says:
:: drinks some of the beer:: Self: That's much better.   CNS: he said he'd think about my request
FCO_White says:
::Reads some of the data then drops the data pads into his pack after the downloads are complete::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: Then he said I'd better not embarass him
CNS_Luchena says:
::nods::  CTO:  That is promising.  Perhaps when leave is over, I should add my voice to the issue.
Host Cat says:
Action: The XO beams down to Wales.
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: Maybe  ::has more of the beer::
FCO_White says:
::walks out of the library and looks around looking for something::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: I guess I should stay soberish while on leave
Host Cat says:
Action: Toms needs to find a restroon. Now.
CNS_Luchena says:
::sips his coffee::  CTO:  You're on leave.  You can do what you like.  And I'm on leave so I won't be making any reports.
Host Cat says:
Action: A very pretty girl with long blonde hair smiles at White.
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: If Rofax sees I can be responsible it should help my case
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::finishes her coffee and donut ... begins reading a book she bought with her::
CSO_Toms says:
::looks for the bars toilets... enters one, bends over and vomits like theres no tommorow... wipes his face and heads back to his seat::
Waiter_Garcon says:
     ::smiles at the pretty lady and refills her coffee::
FCO_White says:
::nodds at the girl.:: Girl: Evening.
CNS_Luchena says:
::shrugs::  CTO:  You're on leave.
Host CO_Rofax says:
::sends off a memo to the senior staff regarding personal business to attend to and orders it to transmit in three hours::
Host Cat says:
Action: Toms takes a wrong turn and finds himself outside in a dark alley.
FCO_White says:
::looks at the posistion of ths sun:: Girl: Pardon me.  Good afternoon.
Girl says:
FCO: Hi! Are you new around here?
CSO_Toms says:
::looks around, wondering, incoherently, where his Vodka is::
CTO_Shiar says:
:: drinks what's left of the beer and orders another::
Host Cat says:
Action: There is a shimmer of a transporter beam and Toms disappears.
Host CO_Rofax says:
::finds his shuttle waiting with the launch commander and hands him the necessary padd and authorizations::
Host Cat says:
Action: His comm badge falls to the ground with a small clang.
CSO_Toms says:
::shimmers some::
FCO_White says:
::looks at his uniform than shrugs.:: Girl: No, just got out of the Acadamy.  First leave from my first Starship assignment.
Girl says:
FCO: Awesome! Want to come to a party with me? ::bats her eyes::
CNS_Luchena says:
::sips his coffee and looks around the bar::  CTO:  Next time let's find a bar with a blues band playing.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::feels like she needs company ... gets up and heads for a nearby bar::
CSO_Toms says:
::looks around at where he is... wondering, this time rather annoyed, where his Vodka has gone::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: I could finish up and we could look for one now
Host CO_Rofax says:
::enters his shuttle and begins the power-up sequence... 15 minutes to launch::
CNS_Luchena says:
::smiles::  CTO:  Don't rush.  We have all the time in the world.
Host Cat says:
Action: Toms soon finds himself in a dark room, where he is quickly drugged, stripped, and redressed. A short time later, he is transported to another ship.
FCO_White says:
::looks at the girl, a glimmer of suspision blossoming to a fire flash of parinoia in his mind::  Girl: Nah. Got things to do.  If I didn't I would be happy to join you, but If I don't get this stuff done my mother will kill me. ::shrugs::
Girl says:
::pouts:: FCO: Wow, that's too bad...
CNS_Luchena says:
::wonders where Jordan and Edward went for shoreleave.  Wishes they'd all stuck together like they usually do::
CTO_Shiar says:
:: takes a sip of the new beer:: CNS: You have no idea how much i've missed this.
Host Cat says:
Action: The ship is cleared and departs Earth's orbit.
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  Kaleh... have you ever wondered if maybe you DO have a drinking problem?
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::enters what looks like a reputable place and takes a seat at the bar::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: Once, for about 2 minutes
FCO_White says:
::does his best to look helpless:: Girl: Hey, sorry.  Like I said I have to go.  Maby next time I'm in I'll look you up.
CNS_Luchena says:
::chuckles::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: I could go hours without a drink
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::orders a bourbon::
CNS_Luchena says:
::nods::  CTO:  So could I when I was addicted to it.
Girl says:
    ::walks away in a huff::
FCO_White says:
::wonders if his suspision was right...someone picking him up on the street? Ha::
FCO_White says:
::walks to his favorite bar from memory::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: This stuff is like water to me anyway, I'm staying off the Romulan Ale to impress Rofax into giving us our alcohol back
CNS_Luchena says:
::nods thoughtfully::  CTO:  Edward's been hitting it pretty hard too lately.  I wonder how he's enjoying his leave?  ::wonders::
Host CO_Rofax says:
::runs through the ship inventory and double-checks everything before locking down the storage sections::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: I'm sure he's having a whale of a time
Host Cat says:
Action: A short while later, the small ship that Toms is on rendevous with another ship. Toms is handed over and gold plated latinum exchanges hands. Toms is transferred to the other ship, which goes to warp.
CNS_Luchena says:
::nods and wonders some more::
FCO_White says:
::walks into the bar and looks around, same seats same tables, different people::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::finds this bar extremely dull ... leaves and heads for another establishment::
CNS_Luchena says:
::decides to check in with him::
Host Cat says:
<Ferengi trader>::counts his money and gleefully heads out in the opposite direction.::
CNS_Luchena says:
*CSO*:  Edward, how's it going?  Having fun?
Host Cat says:
Action: The counselor doesn't get an answer.
Host CO_Rofax says:
::clears for launch with the bay commander and departs, shutting down the Comm System right after::
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  No answer.  He must be sleeping it off.  ::grins::
Host Cat says:
Action: White sees Pettigrove.
FCO_White says:
::walks up to the bar and orders a whisky on the rocks::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: Probably with a lady friend
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  Could be.
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::sees a familiar face:: FCO:  David. Over here!
Host Cat says:
Action: Toms begins to regain conciousness.
CNS_Luchena says:
::orders another coffee::
CSO_Toms says:
::wakes from dreams of losing his mother...::
FCO_White says:
::spots Pettigrove but doesn't recognise her at first::
CTO_Shiar says:
:: finishes the beer:: CNS: You know of anywhere with a band?
FCO_White says:
::double-take, followed by cough::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::walks up to him:: FCO:  Hi!
Host CO_Rofax says:
::jumps to warp and exits the system, disabling the transponder and changing course shortly thereafter::
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  Not off hand.  ::asks the barkeep if there is a bar with a live band nearby::
FCO_White says:
OPS: Hello...and I thought this dive was little known.
CSO_Toms says:
::gets slightly coherent enough to look around::
CNS_Luchena says:
::listens carefully to the directions::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::shrugs:: FCO:  I've spent some time here ... I think a lot of cadets have at some point ::smiles::
Host Cat says:
Action: Toms finds himself shackled to a pole in the cargo area of what appears to be an old Bajoran scout ship.
FCO_White says:
OPS: Yeah alot of them.  Myself included.  How about we find a seat instead of standing in the doorway?
CNS_Luchena says:
::turns to the CTO::  CTO:  Whenever your ready.  ::finishes off his coffee::
CSO_Toms says:
::what he sees makes little sense, especially to his alcohol and drug clouded mind...wonders if this is a new dream to add to the list::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: Lead the way :: follows Mikal::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
FCO: Sounds like a plan.  Let me buy you a drink.
CNS_Luchena says:
::leaves the bar and walks down the street::
FCO_White says:
OPS: I couldn't let you do that.  In fact let me buy you one.
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  Its a bit of a walk, but its nice to get some fresh air.  ::keeps walking::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::finds an unoccupied table and takes a seat:: FCO:  If you insist ::grins:: I'll have a bourbon.
CTO_Shiar says:
:: looks at the women as they walk past:: CNS: It sure is
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  Do you remember the Pendragonia mission?  About you and Jordan?
FCO_White says:
::nods:: OPS: Of course.
FCO_White says:
::walks over to the bar and gets a bourbon and a whisky on the rocks::
FCO_White says:
::nods to the bartender then returns to the table::
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: How could I forget. That ended well  :: stumbles across Toms' comm badge::  CNS: What's this?
CTO_Shiar says:
::crouches down and picks the badge up::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
FCO:  So, tell me more about yourself.
FCO_White says:
::Places the burbon on the table than sits accross from Jordan::
CNS_Luchena says:
CTO:  Looks like a comm badge.  I don't suppose its from one of the Pendragon crew?
OPS_Pettigrove says:
FCO:  Thanks.  ::takes a sip::
FCO_White says:
OPS: Sure, so long as you promise to tell me about yourself. ::takes a swallow from the whisky::
CNS_Luchena says:
::tries to convince himself how unlikely that would be::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
FCO:  Of course...
CTO_Shiar says:
CNS: There are many starfleet personell around here
CTO_Shiar says:
*OPS*: Jordan you there?
Host CO_Rofax says:
::in a wink, disappears to an unknown corner of the quadrant to catch up with an old friend::
CSO_Toms says:
::in his drug induced stupor tries to make some form of sense out of what is going on... but doesnt get very far::
CNS_Luchena says:
::nods:: CTO: Of course there are.  Probably just fell off someone's uniform while they were out celebrating.  That bar is just ahead.  ::can hear the music from here::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
FCO: Excuse me a minute.  *CTO*:  I'm here, Kaleh.  What's up?
CTO_Shiar says:
*OPS*: Who's there with you?
CTO_Shiar says:
::walks with CNS again::
Host Cat says:
Action: Toms looks up in a drug and alcohol haze. He is not quite sure who or what he sees standing in front of him. He sees what looks like metal....or is that an arm? He squints and tries to clear his vision....
FCO_White says:
::thinks to himself something about 'just my luck'::
OPS_Pettigrove says:
*CTO*:  The new FCO.  Is there a problem?
CTO_Shiar says:
*OPS*: I found a comm badge, so i'm checking up on everyone
OPS_Pettigrove says:
*CTO*:  Where are you, Kaleh?
CTO_Shiar says:
*OPS*: Just going into a bar in San Fran
CTO_Shiar says:
*OPS*: Don't worry, it's probably nothing
OPS_Pettigrove says:
::looks to see:: *CTO*:  We are in the bar you are just about to enter.  We're sitting at one of the tables.
CTO_Shiar says:
*OPS*: Okay
Host Cat says:
<Borg Soldier> Toms: Resistance is futile. The collective WILL be reborn.
Host Cat says:
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