U.S.S. Pendragon
10702.03
“Hey Diddle Diddle”
Directed by:
Coot

Starring:
Jeff as CO Thraxis/Little Dog 
Jane as XO Luchena/Fiddle
 Dylan as CSO Toms 
 Keith as CEO Damien/Spoon 
 Cory as CNS Dawson/ACMO Servek/Dish 

 Guest Starring:
Sandy as Jordan Thraxis/The Cat
Lynda as FCO Rochelle/Moon

Absent: 

Host Coot says:
Last time on the U.S.S. Pendragon . . .

Host Coot says:
The Crew had been restored whole once again and wounds were being attended. In desperate need of some deprogramming, the Pendragon made for Risa. Each submitted themselves to their own guilty pleasures and gave themselves over to the power of Risa.

Host Coot says:
The XO having endured his own share of demons, snuck away to his quarters. A warm bath and vial of most likely illegal crystals later, the XO drifts into a slumber.

Host Coot says:
< < < < Begin Mission: Hey Diddle Diddle > > > >

Host Coot says:
SCENE: The Crew has been on Risa for three days with little to bother them. Each has run off to seek their own release.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: has found a few moments to check on his wife... enters Sickbay and sits quietly next to her biobed, hoping she will awaken soon ::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::doesn't notice the water growing cold::

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
::Lieutenant Servek makes her way into Main Sickbay after having spent several hours working on the medical reports on Jordan Thraxis. She makes her way over to the Commander to administer her daily checkup::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
@:: at the secluded 'clothing optional' beach on Risa::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::in sickbay asleep on a biobed::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: quietly :: ACMO: How is she today, Doctor?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: As the crystals dissolve in the XO's bath, a strong fragrance permeates the room.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
@::Jamie makes her way along the streets of Risa. She does not say a word to those around her, but just keeps her eyes focused on the beauties of the planet::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::breathes in, breathes out::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
@::swims in the ocean, exhilarated::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The XO blinks several times before waking, startled.

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
CO: She seems to be doing well, Captain. I deduce that she will make a full recovery. She may be ready to be released to your Quarters later this afternoon.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
ACMO: Has she regained consciousness?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::looks around the room frantically::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
@::Dawson continues to walk at a rather slow pace. Risa would usually have interested her a great deal, but the events that have transpired seem to keep her in less than happy spirits::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::gets out of the bath and grabs a towel.  Shivering::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
@::floats on his back::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::moves slightly as her eyes begin to open::

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
CO: At the moment she has not. I believe she may feel more comfortable in your Quarters. One of my Medical Officers will remain with her at all times.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks down at Jordan, takes her hand :: Jordan: Jordan? Sweetheart?

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
::Her gaze turns to Jordan. She immediately begins to look over the scans as she awakens::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@dries himself then frantically searches the pile of clothes on the floor::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::not finding what he seeks, drops the towel and enters the bedroom::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::moves her head slightly:: CO:  Albaron ::said very softly::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
@::She finds a bench on one of the side streets and takes a seat. She folds her legs and watches all of those around her::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::digs through his duffel bag::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: smiles :: Jordan: Hi. Welcome back.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Frantic comms come into the Pendragon, reporting two crewmembers as missing.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::sitting in her hotel room with WindFire in her lap tears streaming from her eyes in anger::

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
Jordan: Commander Thraxis. How are you feeling? ::She looks over her vitals::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
ACMO:  Cold ....

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::pulls out his commbadge and activates it::  COM:  Pen:  Confirm location of all crewmembers.

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
Jordan: That is a logical sensation. You were in stasis for quite some time. ::Her eyes do not lift from the medical report::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
Self: How could I be so selfish and stupid all at the same time?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: I'll find you a blanket.  :: finds a supply cabinet and pulls out a blanket ::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
ACMO: Stasis?  Where am I?  ::looks panicked::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: opens it, puts it over Jordan ::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
@::She feels a brush of wind blow against her face. Her eyes still focusing on the people moving back and forth::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
@::dives::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: places a hand gently on her shoulder :: Jordan: It's all right, sweetheart. You’re on the Pendragon. You've been sick, but you're much better now.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::eyes widen as he hears the reply::  COMM:  Pendragon:  Who is missing?

Host Coot says:
<PEN> COM: Fiddle: Two crewmembers are reported as missing in action: The Dish has apparently run away with the Spoon.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::drops his commbadge in shock::

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
Jordan: Captain Thraxis is correct, Commander. You seem to be rather healthy at this point in time.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Last thing I remember is .... ::closes her eyes momentarily::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::runs to a window and peeks outside::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
WildFire: I don't know what to do.  ::she cries::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Fiddle sees the Dish and the Spoon running along the beach, away from the hotels.

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
::She places the medical report back in the Biobed's tray and watches the Commander curiously::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Ravenscar ... being sedated ... ::shudders::

Fiddle says:
@::steps back in disbelief::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: Yes. You got sick on Ravenscar. We had to put you into stasis while we searched for a cure.

Fiddle says:
@::hurriedly puts his case on::

Dish says:
@::She takes the Spoon by the handle and begins to run, bouncing up and down rather quickly::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Obviously you found it.  ::looks at him ... sensing something:: And something else too ...

Spoon says:
@::runs away with the Dish, oblivious and happy::

Fiddle says:
@::leaves his room and rolls to an elevator::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
<WildFire>~~~Master, you did what was necessary.~~~

Dish says:
@::Begins to turn and spin around, frolicking along like a happy little school girl::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: I was host to Jr'dan for a while. Not to worry... she's quite dead.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The littlest and most peculiar sets of footprints are tracing an escape route away from the beach.

Spoon says:
@::laughs, running::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  What else?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
WildFire: Yes but to be asked to give a member of my family away in trade was bad enough but to....... ::bursts into tears again angry with herself::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Somewhere in the distance, a little dog can be heard, laughing.

Dish says:
@::Continues to hop back and forth, positioning the Spoon in a manner as if playing "leap frog"::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
Out loud: Damn you Mikal for even asking me to do that.

Fiddle says:
@::feels a bit cramped in the case, and leaps back out as the elevator comes to a halt::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: thinks for a moment ::  Jordan: I'm not sure there is much else. Mikal found the substance that cured you... it was a little tough getting it, but he managed quite well.

Spoon says:
@::hops over the dish::

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
::She makes her way to the back of Sickbay, allowing the husband and wife to converse::

Fiddle says:
@::grabs his bow and hops off into the street in pursuit of the Dish and the Spoon::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::hugs her companion tightly as she cries::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  There's something you're not telling me, Albaron.  ::feeling her strength returning::

Dish says:
@::Hops over the spoon, laughing madly::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: A mighty handsome bowl runs past Dish and looks her over, twice, before commenting on her nice curves.

Dish says:
@::She stops in her tracks and makes a few seduction motions to the bowl, asking him to join in on the fun::

Spoon says:
@::digs up a little sand::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: As Fiddle runs along, he plays "Flight of the Bumblebee" at a pace no human could manage.

Fiddle says:
@::notices one of his strings is slightly out of tune::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: Well... I was out of it, having that damned chip extracted from my skull. We have a new counselor, Jamie Dawson. She and Mikal got into it on the away mission. I've had to issue her a reprimand.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::smiles:: CO:  Where is Mikal?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Bowl runs over to the Dish and "cups" her, literally. Bowl hand her an expensive set of teacups.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::moves to get up::

Dish says:
@::She takes the teacups happily and begins to frolic merrily with her new additions::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: On the surface. We're in orbit around Risa... we managed to pull some shore leave.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
<WildFire> ~~~Master: I understand your feelings, and since we are still together nothing really happened to either of us.  Remember my beloved master we did save the life of the one you call Jordan.~~~

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: puts an arm behind Jordan to support her ::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Nice ... Risa sounds nice ...

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
::She makes her way back to the Thraxis':: Jordan: Do not make any sudden moves, Commander. Your body may not be fully capable of supporting itself.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: You and I will get some quiet time down there before we leave, I promise.

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
::nodding she wipes some tears away::

Spoon says:
@::looks on, amused::

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
*CO*: Sir?

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: The doctor is right. You've been out of it for quite a while. You need to take it easy.

Dish says:
@::She moves over to the Spoon as if asking him to stir inside some of her cups::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::feels her legs collapse under her:: ACMO:  I noticed!

Fiddle says:
@::still hopping along maniacally playing flight of the bumblebees::

Spoon says:
@::jumps in a teacup and stirs::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Before the FCO's eyes, Windfire turns into a Cow and now jumps over the FCO, who strikingly resembles the Moon. Somewhere in the distance, a little dog laughs.

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
Jordan: It is only logical. I shall administer a stimulant to increase the process if that is acceptable.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: mutters :: Self: What now?  *FCO*: Yes, Lieutenant?  :: catches Jordan, helps her sit down on the biobed ::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::Nods to the ACMO::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
ACMO:  Where is Ashley?

FCO_Lt_Maria_Rochelle says:
*CO*: Sir I wanted to see Jordan but something strange is going on.

Fiddle says:
@::stops to rest and adjust his tuning peg::

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
::She picks up one to the Hyposprays that she has already pre-prepared and injects the Commander:: Jordan: Commander Yates has left the Pendragon, Commander.

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Fiddle turns a peg a touch too tight and breaks a string!

Host CO_Thraxis says:
*FCO*: Define 'strange', please.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
ACMO:  She what!?

Moon says:
::goes running after the cow::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: Ashley has been assigned as CO of the Arondight.

Dish says:
@::She wiggles madly as her cups are stirred. She then moves on and continues to "skip" like a giddy little school girl::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  So she made Captain.  I'll have to send her a message ... once I can punch buttons again...

Moon says:
*Little Dog*: Well I was chasing the cow when the dish ran away with the spoon.

Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Fork runs on to the beach and starts "forking" around in the waves.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Get me out of here, please.

Fiddle says:
@::thinks  he sees the china and cutlery frolicking up ahead::

Dish says:
@::She turns to the Spoon and sends a gleaming stream of light outward in front of her, in the shape of a heart. A beautiful reflection from the Risian suns::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: Okay, sweetheart. Let's go to our quarters.   ACMO: Doctor? Any objections?

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
CO: Negative, Captain. Expect a visit from a Medical Officer in three hours time.

Spoon says:
@::stands in the reflection, his curved surface refracting the light::

Fiddle says:
@::finds himself desiring a feline::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::looks over at Servek:: ACMO:  Thank you, Doctor.

Fiddle says:
@::looks around hopefully::

Dish says:
@::She begins to jump back and forth, causing the light to change colors during every single bounce::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
ACMO: Thanks for everything, Doctor.  :: puts a supporting arm around Jordan ::  Jordan: Let's go. Whenever you're ready.

Spoon says:
@::frolics along with the dish::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::still can't walk properly:: CO:  This could take some time ...

Fiddle says:
@::sighs, picks up his bow and plays something slow and mournful::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: It takes as long as it takes.

ACMO_Lt_Servek says:
CO: Thanks is not necessary, Captain. ::She pauses:: Jordan: If you wish, you can be transported to your Quarters.

Dish says:
@::She fills up one of her cups with some more tea and offers it to the Spoon to be stirred::

The_Cat says:
::looks at herself:: Little_Dog:  What is going on?

Spoon says:
@::obliges, stirring::

Dish says:
@::Begins to jump up and down until one of the cups fall off. She changes a dark shade of bronze... saddened::

Host Little_Dog says:
Cat: I have no idea. Did you just change into a cat?

The_Cat says:
Dog:  I don't know ... you're a dog?

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The entire crew now finds themselves on the beach, wondering where Dish and Spoon have run off to.

Host Little_Dog says:
:: looks down at self ::  Cat: So it would seem.

Dish says:
::She begins to shift between dark and light bronze... her emotions saddening at the loss of her precious cup::

The_Cat says:
::sees the fiddle::

Fiddle says:
::drawing his bow across his strings::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Fiddle plays a moody tune akin to a funeral march.

Host Little_Dog says:
Cat: This isn't right. This isn't who we are supposed to be.

Fiddle says:
::is starting to depress himself::

The_Cat says:
::saunters up to the fiddle:: Fiddle:  Play something happier!

Dish says:
::Begins to turn to a dark coal color at the sound of the music::

Spoon says:
::gleefully jumps put of the cup and dances a very inappropriate dance::

Fiddle says:
::looks at the Cat::

Fiddle says:
::quickens his bow::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Fiddle rips off a few notes on "Dueling Banjos" and the locals start gettin' riled up wondering who's got the purtiest mouth.

Host Little_Dog says:
Fiddle: No! Stop playing!

Dish says:
::Once the cup is placed back on, she turns a bright shade of pink and begins to skip around again::

The_Cat says:
Fiddle:  That's better!

Fiddle says:
::ignores the Little Dog.  Is taken with the Cat::

Spoon says:
::spins in place, light glancing off of his shiny surfaces::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Several locals run onto the beach and begin dancing amongst the others.

The_Cat says:
::dances a jig::

Dish says:
::She moves over to the cat and offers one of her teacups full of multi-colored milk::

The_Cat says:
Dish:  Ooooo ... milk!  ::begins lapping furiously::

Host Little_Dog says:
:: moves between Fiddle and Cat :: Fiddle: Stop it! Stop it! You're the one who's doing this to us! You're the one who changed us!

Spoon says:
::does a handstand, still spinning::

Fiddle says:
::keeps playing in hopes the Cat will resume dancing::

Dish says:
::Sways from side to side as the cat drinks::

The_Cat says:
::finishes the milk ... gets up on back paws and dances her heart out::

Dish says:
::She begins to hop back and forth, back and forth::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Dish slips and falls over, breaking into pieces.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: Back in his hotel room, the XO is startled awake by the shattering of a glass candleholder. Everyone returns to his or her former locations and normal selves.

Host Little_Dog says:
:: shouting now :: Fiddle: YOU HAVE TO...   :: stops abruptly as suddenly everything returns to normal ::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::looks around frantically::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::trying to walk to her quarters but her legs are still too weak to hold her weight::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::notices the water has gone ice cold::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
@::She stands up from the bench and begins to walk along the road... her mind still wandering::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
@::gets out of the ocean and dries off::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::jumps out of the bath and grabs a towel::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: looks around :: Jordan: What the hell was that?

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::shakes her head:: CO:  I think I was a cat ... and I was dancing ...

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::shivering, dries himself off::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
@::She does not really understand what just happened, but it was none of her business it seemed. She was a Junior Officer after all::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::notices the crystal::

 Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Can I borrow your comm for a minute?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::backs slowly out of the bathroom::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: Let's both sit down for a minute...  :: finds a couch in a nearby crew lounge ::

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
@::She taps her Combadge:: *Pendragon*: Dawson to the Pendragon. One to beam up.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
@::regretfully, dresses::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: Of course.  :: hands her his commbadge ::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CNS is returned to the Pendragon.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::hurriedly gets dressed::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::smiles:: *XO*:  Cmdr Luchena, this is Jordan Thraxis, come in please.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::She makes her way out of the Transporter Room toward the Turbo Lift. Jamie decides that she'll sleep the day away. After all, there wasn't anything for her to do on the ship::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::hears the comm and searches among the piles of clothes and takeout boxes for his commbadge::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
*XO*:  Come on, Mikal, I know you can hear me ... ::grins to the CO and waits for the reply::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: smiles ::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::finds it::  *Jordan*:  By the goddess, its good to hear your voice.

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::Jamie makes her way into her Quarters after a brief Turbo Lift ride:: Self: How is he going to mentor me? He can barely take care of himself. ::She flops down on her bed and stares up at the ceiling::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::clutches the commbadge tightly::

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
@::sits down on a rock and watches the sunset::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
*XO*:  And yours, Mikal.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::chokes back a sob::  *Jordan*:  When can I see you?

CNS_LtJG_Dawson says:
::Dawson closes her eyes and allows herself to drift to sleep::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
*XO*:  How soon can you get back to the ship?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@*Jordan*:  Are you well enough to come down here?  There's this little beach bar I was hoping to play in tonight.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
*XO*:  Not quite yet ... I have a little problem with mobility at the moment ...

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: nods ::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@*Jordan*:  Okay.  I'll just... I'll be right there.  Give me a few minutes.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
@::stands, tapping his comm badge:: *Pendragon*: One to beam up.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::looks at the CO:: CO:  Can you get me to the transporter room?

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::grabs his duffel and quickly packs his things::

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: stands, helps Jordan to her feet :: Jordan: Sure. But after the reunion, you're going to get some rest.

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::smiles:: CO:  Yes, boss.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::moves into the bathroom, randomly tossing his things into his duffel::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@::takes one last look around::

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CEO is returned to the Pendragon.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
:: starts down the corridor with Jordan, slowly :: Jordan: I just got you back. Wouldn't do to have you trip and break a leg, or something.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
@*Pen*:  One to beam up.

CEO_LtCmdr_Damien says:
::steps off the pad and leaves for his quarters, tired but happy::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
CO:  Or we could just use an antigrav chair until I get strength back.

Host Coot says:
ACTION: The XO is returned to the Pendragon.

Host CO_Thraxis says:
Jordan: I'll get you one, if you want it.

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::steps off the transporter pad and wonders where she is::

Jordan_Thraxis says:
::nods::

XO_Cmdr_Luchena says:
::~~~listens~~~::

Host Coot says:
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