U.S.S. Pendragon
10510.22

Starring:
Coot as SM
Jeff as CO Thraxis
Dylan as CSO Toms
Sandy as OPS Thraxis
Jane as CNS Luchena 
Cory as CMO Yates

 Absent:
Keith as CEO Damien 

Host Coot says:
Last time on the USS Pendragon...

Host Coot says:
The Pendragon and her crew returned to DS14 although without Captain Rofax or Captain Kyrron.  Strangely, the Pontifex which was placed under the Pendragon's care has also gone missing.

Host Coot says:
The crew went their separate ways and managed to scare up some trouble.

Host Coot says:
The CNS was jumped and the Crew managed to disarm most of the attackers.  However, Station Security is questioning the events and has decided to take everyone back to the Security Office.

Host Coot says:
<<<< Resume Mission >>>>

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::In her temporary Quarters aboard the station sitting at her computer terminal where her new orders have been routed through::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Station Security has escorted the hooligans of the USS Pendragon back to the holding cell and placed them into a common cell.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::in the brig rubbing the back of his head where he got whacked::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::relaxing in her quarters completely unaware of what happened earlier::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
*COM*: Station Ops:  Operations, this is Commander Thraxis. I understand several of my crew is in detention. Have they been taken to Security?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Self: The USS Pendragon... ::Looks over the station's manifest and discovers that the Pendragon is docked to the station at this very moment:: Self: Coincidence? I doubt it.

Host Coot says:
<SB_OPS> *CO* That is correct Commander.  There was an altercation reported by one of the shopkeepers.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::sitting in the cell, looking despondent::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stands and paces::  CSO:  Why did you come back?

Host Coot says:
ACTION:  One of the local vagrants sleeping on the floor, slumps over and onto the CSO's lap.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Looks over toward her packed bags, gets up from her chair, and walks over to them:: Self: Well I guess I will have you sent to my new home. ::She taps her combadge and requests her bags to be transported to the Pendragon::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
*COM*: S.Ops: Thank you.   :: starts down the Concourse towards Security ::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CMO's bags are transported as requested.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::looks at the dirty body slumped over him and sighs, then pushes it gently back to where it was sitting::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::reaches the far side of the cell, turns and begins pacing back::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::senses something is not right ... ::  ~~~ CNS:  Mikal?  Are you OK? ~~~

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stops pacing::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Self: Wow...they are quick here. ::Smiles to herself and exits her temporary Quarters::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::tries to get a grip on his feelings::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CNS steps in something sticky and makes rather rude noises with each step of his right foot.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::picks up his foot and looks at the bottom of his shoe::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: arrives in Security... addresses the young Lieutenant on watch :: SEC_Lt_Grayson: Thraxis of the Pendragon. I'm here to see my people.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~OPS:  Get me out of here!~~~

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
~~~ CNS:  Where are you? ~~~

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Begins to walk down the corridor toward the Turbo Lift. Once she reaches the Turbo Lift, she enters it and orders it to the docking ring... just so she could get a view of her new home::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CSO:  I asked why.  Why did you come back?

Host Coot says:
<Lt_Grayson> CO: Sir, I'm not sure I can help you with that.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::looks up:: CNS: Does it matter?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::moves to her console and checks the station's log ... ::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CSO:  They just wanted to mess with a Starfleet officer.  Might have been better if you'd let them.  ::resumes pacing::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::and sees that the CNS, CSO, CEO and FCO have been arrested::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: does his best to stare down Grayson :: SEC: I'm just here to speak with them, Lieutenant. I've no intention of interfering with station procedures. Now let me see my crew, please.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::The Turbo Lift stops and she walks out of the lift toward one of the large pane windows::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CNS: Maybe it would have been  ::puts head back down::

Host Coot says:
<Lt_Grayson> CO: Sorry Sir.  I have strict orders from Cmdr. Stark.  She is on her way down.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
~~~ CNS:  Mikal?  You've been arrested ... again? ~~~::sounds surprised::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::stops and looks at the CSO::  CSO:  I'm sorry.  My head hurts and I'm taking my bad temper out on you.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
SEC: Then I guess I'll wait for the Commander. Thank you, Lieutenant.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::She reaches a large window where the large Excelsior class USS Pendragon is docked:: Self: Impressive.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~OPS:  self-defense.~~~

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::sighs and finds a clean place to sit::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: parks himself a bare meter from the entrance to Security, so as not to be overlooked ::

Host SB_Cmdr_Stark says:
ACTION: A Female Commander enters the Security Office and immediately eyes Thraxis.

Host SB_Cmdr_Stark says:
CO: So, this sorry lot is your excuse for a crew?

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::Shakes head:: CNS: Its always about you isn’t it? Even when it has nothing to do with you, or when its not even something that you could change, its always you. And then when you cou... ::shuts up::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: controlling his reaction carefully :: SB: And a pleasant good afternoon to you too, Commander. Perhaps we should find out what actually happened before we sharpen the blade on your guillotine, hmmm?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::laughs::  CSO:  Thank you.  All true of course.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::After looking over the ship for a few minutes she decides that she should at least contact her new Captain:: Self: Now lets see who my new Commanding Officer is... ::She walks over to a side console and begins to browse the names::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CSO:  They should have left me on the demon planet.  I'll never understand why Rofax.....  ::voice drifts off::

Host SB_Cmdr_Stark says:
ACTION: Another of the cell inmates, a young man, shivers several times before getting sick all over the floor.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::gets up and heads for the promenade ... feels like a nice meal and a couple of drinks::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::just shakes head::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Self: Commander Albaron Thraxis, recently promoted to the Commanding Officer position. ::Makes a few mental notes::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~OPS:  Jordan, there's people in here requiring medical attention.~~~  ::gets up and approaches the sick man::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
~~~ CNS:  OK.  I'll get our new doctor to come down. ~~~

Host SB_Cmdr_Stark says:
CO: Blame isn't the issue here.  In fact, no charges will be filed against your crew.  However, I must impress upon you that the Pendragon is here to protect Starfleet interests.  And as of right now, this station and my crew are your main interest.  Do I make myself clear?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CMO*:  Thraxis to Yates.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CNS: You think I hate you? You think that there is an ounce of hate in me? Not one. Not one bit, even though you helped make me insane for a while, I don't hate you. I pity you, more then any person deserves.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::checks the sick man's pulse::  CSO:  I think there's anger in you, and if it helps for you to have someone to channel it towards, I accept that.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Notes the crew is on Shore Leave so decides she will contact her new CO when it was time for her to report. Raises an eyebrow as she hears a female voice identify herself by the same last name. She taps her Combadge:: *OPS*: Yates here. May I help you?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CMO*:  I believe your services are required in the Station's brig.  I'll meet you there.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
SB: Perfectly, Commander. I would expect no less. But we'll have to work together regardless. The fewer grudges we hold toward one another, the more effective our working relationship will be. I trust you can see the sense in that.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Pauses for a moment:: *OPS*: Understood. I don't wish to be rude but may I ask who this is? ::She begins to walk toward the nearest Turbo Lift::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
*CMO*:  I am Commander Jordan Thraxis of the USS Pendragon Lt Commander.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CNS: Your approach is as flawed as ever. You, who should be looking after people, caring and comforting, simply let them walk on you. You take everything as if it is simply the way things are supposed to go. Let me tell you something. There is no divine force here that is telling the world to walk on you. Only you.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::turns away from the CSO and speaks softly::  CSO:  Thank you again.  ::rolls the man over on his side::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Smiles a bit as she is addressed by her rank... that is not something she was use to:: *OPS*: Ah, it is a pleasure, Commander. I was just recently looking over the crew manifest and discovered the Commanding Officer had your same last name so I wanted to make sure I was not mistaken. ::Enters the Turbo Lift and orders it to the proper deck::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::smiles to herself:: *CMO*: No, the Captain is my husband.  I'll tell you all about it later.  Oh and welcome aboard.

Host SB_Cmdr_Stark says:
CO: An effective relationship will be I tell you to jump and you ask when you can come down.  I do not believe in grudges, but I will use my resources to maintain our "relationship."

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
*OPS*: Thank you, Commander.  Self: This is going to be a change. ::Smiles to herself as she waits for the lift to stop::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::shakes head:: CNS: If children could ever have your intellect, your passion, then I would say you were acting childish, but they don't, and you do. I don't need a punching bag, nor does the crew. What they need is competent CNS that will help them. That will make their horrors and nightmares go away. That’s what we need.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::arrives in Security and sees the CO talking to some woman:: CO:  Am I interrupting?

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: raises eyebrows, but does not challenge her... for the moment ::  SB: May I speak with my people, please?

Host SB_Cmdr_Stark says:
CO: Very well.  ::crosses over to the LT and then leaves::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::The Turbo Lift finally stops and she steps out onto the deck. She walks toward the Security Office and enters. Looks around for a moment:: Sec: Excuse me, Lieutenant?

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: looks expectantly at Grayson ::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::looks at Toms::  CSO:  Thank you Edward.  I will try my best.  ::stands::

Host Lt_Grayson says:
ACTION: Grayson crosses to the holding cell and ushers out the Pendragon crew to the foyer area.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: then turns to look at the new arrival ::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Hears the same voice she heard over her Combadge and looks toward that direction:: OPS: Commander Thraxis I assume? ::She says with a smile::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::takes a deep breath as the force field drops::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::turns and smiles:: CMO:  You must be Commander Yates.  A pleasure.  ::extends her hand::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::shakes head as he watches the force field drop::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CSO:  After you, Sir.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Takes the offered hand:: OPS: That it is, Commander. What exactly is going on here? ::Looks around a bit::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: greeting both women :: OPS, CMO: Commander... Commander...   :: offers his hand as well to Yates ::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CMO:  I wish I knew.  But Mikal said someone in here needs medical attention ...

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: wryly ::  CMO: Welcome to life in the Pendragon lane...

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Albaron ... ::smiles warmly at him::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Looks at the man who has now extended his hand and takes it:: CO: Lieutenant Commander Ashley Yates, sir, I believe your new Chief Medical Officer. ::Smiles a bit::

Host Lt_Grayson says:
ACTION: The sick young man continues to evacuate his lunch, breakfast, and perhaps his last birthday dinner as well.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::Stands and walks out, his shoulders holding a distinctly defeated look to them::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::leans over and whispers:: CMO:  Don't worry ... he doesn't bite ... much ...

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::notices a woman in a medical uniform shaking hands with everyone.  Thinks she looks familiar and tries to recall where he met her::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
CMO: Glad to have you, Commander Yates.  :: turns to Toms, speaking a bit sharply :: CSO: Report, Commander Toms.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::looks at Mikal::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::calls out::  CMO:  Doctor!  Over here.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CO: There was an incident. Cmdr Luchena was accosted by some young hooligans and we came to his aid.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
~~~OPS:  Thank you.~~~

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Smiles a bit:: OPS: I just wasn't sure who he was. ::Looks toward the cell where a man is... vomiting everywhere and then moves toward the call:: CNS: I see that, Commander. What happened? ::Takes out a Medical Tricorder and begins to scan the man::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
CSO: Did anyone think to call upon station security? They do have people to handle such incidents.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::follows the Doctor back into the cell::  CMO:  I don't know him.  Drinking maybe?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CNS:  You're back for how long and you're already busted? ::has a huge grin on her face::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Jordan.  It's so good to see you.  ::grins in return::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CNS:  And you.  I missed you.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CO: They were called, but the Cmdr was already being assaulted. Would you rather we let him be seriously injured whilst we waited?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Yes, it seemed odd being arrested without you beside me.  ::still grinning::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Just shakes her head:: Man: Your alcohol levels are through the roof, which is why you are probably here. Next time I would go a bit lighter on the drinking. ::She stands up and walks over to an area where the med-kit is located::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::laughs:: CNS:  It does, doesn't it?  What happened?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Grayson: Excuse me, Lieutenant, are you in charge here?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  It seems Starfleet isn't appreciated in some quarters.  I think they planned on sending us a message.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
CSO: Do _not_ take that tone with me, Commander. I've got the new station commander crawling up my nose already on account of this little soiree. We do not need to be giving her reasons to distrust us.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CNS:  How come every time we dock here somebody doesn't seem to like us?

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CO: Very well sir.

Host Lt_Grayson says:
CMO: Depends on the request, Doctor.  The Station Commander is rather strict on certain matters.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  It was an unprovoked attack.  The others came to my aid.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
CSO: New standing order: No Pendragon personnel to visit the station Concourse alone. All such visits to be made in groups of two or more.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Grayson: Well then if I need to I will speak with her but it seems that this man requires medical attention that I cannot properly give him here. He needs to be transported to your Sickbay for proper detoxification. Once that is done you can do what you will with him, Lieutenant.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CO: Very well sir.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CNS:  You know, I'm beginning to like our new doctor already ...

Host Lt_Grayson says:
CMO: Thanks, but Cmdr. Stark said he could remain "in his own filth" until he stopped vomiting.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  I met her at a conference a couple of years ago.  ::watches the CMO::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: softening just an iota or two :: CSO: Are you hurt, Edward?

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CNS:  Really?

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CO: No sir, I am fine. The Cmdr took a knock, but the others seem all right as well.

Host Lt_Grayson says:
ACTION: The young man vomits once more and manages to get a fair amount down the CMO's pant leg and some trickles into her boot.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Grayson: And if he remains in his own filth his condition will worsen and YOU will be responsible for his illnesses. If you wish I will contact her myself and make this a medical 'recommendation'.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Yes.  ::leans forward and speaks very softly::  I was most impressed with her manner, if you know what I mean.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::chuckles:: CNS:  I know what you mean.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Looks down at her pant leg and boot:: Self: Great... and I just got this pressed. ::Sighs and shakes it off a bit... thankfully she was use to this::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
OPS:  Perhaps I should get her to look at my head... I was hit fairly hard...

Host Lt_Grayson says:
CMO: Fine! Fine.... ::turns away and mumbles to himself::  ...I'll contact the Wicked Witch.....

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CNS:  Good idea.  I'll have her look at you now.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
Grayson: I expect this man in Sickbay in five minutes time, Lieutenant. ::She turns from him back to the man on the floor:: Man: You owe me buddy.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
CSO: Good.  :: lowers his voice ::  I know you didn't start this, Ed. This sector is a powder keg waiting for a spark. I am determined that this crew will _not_ be the ones who light the fuse.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CMO:  Doctor ... when you get a chance can you look at the Counselor ... he took a pretty hard knock on the head ...

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::simply nods::

Host Lt_Grayson says:
ACTION: The young drunkard looks up through well-glazed eyes with a "who are you?" look in them before he slumps back to the ground.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: puts a hand on Toms' shoulder ::  CSO: Let's get back to work, then.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
CO: Aye sir

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Turns from the drunken man toward OPS. She can sense a few 'interesting' emotions from the Counselor and just smiles a bit:: OPS: Of course, Commander. ::She walks over to the Counselor and begins to run a basic scan::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: turns, looks around to find Yates :: CMO: Doctor... how are our crewmates?

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: Should I be afraid to ask what happened, Commander? ::Smiles a bit as she scans:: CO: They each seem to be fine but I will need to run scans on each, sir.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:   It's good to see you again Ashley.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Looks a bit taken back that the Counselor knows her name:: CNS: Well I can see you have done your research on me, Counselor.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  I looked up your personnel file after we met, and hoped we'd run across each other again.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Just shakes her head:: CNS: Well, Counselor, it seems that you have a nasty welt on the base of your skull. You must have been hit rather hard. ::Pauses:: CNS: We have met? ::Thinks back for a moment::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::moves over to the CO:: CO:  If you have time perhaps we can have dinner and a night alone ... ::grins::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
CMO: Very well. I've reviewed your record... most impressive. I know I can trust you to do a thorough job. Let me know if anyone's got more than bumps and bruises, please.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  At a conference a few years back.  I'm shattered that you don't remember me.  ::smiles::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CO: I will have a medical report sent to you once I have completed my scans, sir. ::Gives a small smile:: CNS: I am sorry, Counselor, I do recall our meeting. It has been a long few years.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: sotto voce ::  OPS: I can think of nothing I need more, my dear...

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  My office is very near sickbay.  We're going to be seeing a lot of each other.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: That is correct, Counselor, especially now that you have this welt. We need to get you to Sickbay, nothing life threatening but you need treatment.

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
CO:  Good.

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  My life is in your hands, Doctor.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
:: rubs his eyes ::  All: Okay, people, a moment's attention, please.

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
CNS: You should be afraid. ::Smiles and gives her attention to the CO::

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::chuckles and turns toward the CO::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
:: stands alongside the CO::

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::waits::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
All: Until a permanent selection can be made, Commander Toms will serve as acting First Officer. Senior staff meeting tomorrow morning at 0800 in the forward observation lounge. I need operational readiness reports from all department heads.

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
All: Get a good night's rest, folks... we've got a full plate to deal with. Dismissed.

CSO_Cmdr_Toms says:
::shakes head then moves off to his quarters::

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
::goes to congratulate the CSO but he leaves before she can::

CMO_LtCmdr_Yates says:
::Extends her arm to the CNS:: CNS: Shall we, Counselor?

CNS_Cmdr_Luchena says:
CMO:  Onward to sickbay, fair maiden.  ::takes her arm::

Host CO_Cmdr_Thraxis says:
OPS: ~~~ We need to talk about the XO spot. I've informed Starfleet that I want you in that spot, but they are giving me static. ~~~

OPS_Cmdr_J_Thraxis says:
~~~ CO:  I'd like nothing more ... Let's talk over dinner ... or we can just not worry about dinner ~~~

Host Lt_Grayson says:
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