U.S.S. Pendragon
10712.29

“Holiday Shenanigans”

Directed by Coot

Starring:
Chris as CO Vn’dor
Cory as MO Servek
Jane as CNS Luchena 
Keith as CEO Damien 

Guest Starring:
Sandy as Jordan Thraxis

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

Things got “buggy.” Since it is break however, we're not going to worry about a full re-cap. Happy Holidays!
Host Coot says:
< < < < Resume Mission > > > > 

ACTION: Internal sensors are going haywire, detecting multiple traces of the bio-chemical life forms.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::in the Counseling office, listen to some enlisted man go on and on and one about how life is just so unfair...::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::Servek attempts to isolate the bio-chemical life forms quickly by attempting to have the sensors lock on to each and every one of them. However, she is unsure if they are still present on the ship:: *Bridge*: Sickbay to Bridge.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::On the bridge, monitoring the sensors::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::moves toward the CEO::  CEO: Commander, any traces of Mrs. Thraxis anywhere?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::yawns::
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The aroma of the CNS's doughnut and fresh cup of coffee quickly drown out the woes of the said crewman.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::feigns polite interest::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*Bridge*: Sensors are stating that the bio-chemical life forms are still present... or that they may be present. I am unable to ascertain if they truly are aboard. I would like to request the assistance from the Science Department.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* Consider it done.   You have my authority
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Sir... you might find this disturbing. I’m picking up traces of her on several of the vessels. But no cohesive life sign
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::looking at the CEO somewhat confused::  CEO: What?  How?
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: Understood, Captain. Sickbay out. ::She cuts the comm and begins speaking with the head of the science department in order to reinforce the sensors::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: The pieces are alive, but she is not....whole
Host Coot says:
@ ACTION: Jordan rematerializes on multiple vessels, multiple times. She can see several hundred miniaturized replicas of herself staring back at her.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: Can you lock onto her with a transporter and rematerialize the pieces?
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: I can sure try
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::blinks::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::attempts to lock on and reintegrate the pieces of Jordan::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::nods and purses his lips::  CEO: Then I expect no less from you Commander.  ::limps back to his chair::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
@::looks at multiple versions of herself ... wonders what she has gotten herself into::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::notices the enlisted personage has left and wonders how long he's been zoned out::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: While you are at it, hail all thirty-two ships simultaneously.  ::looks into the view screen::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::stands and stretches::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::wonders where that CNS is::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::concentrates:: CO: Aye Sir ::hails the mini ships::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She raises an eyebrow as the sensors show a rather... well... odd picture:: *CO*: Sickbay to Captain Vn'dor. Captain, it seems that our sensors have been invaded by images of Mrs. Thraxis. I cannot get her image to leave my console.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sighs heavily hearing the MO:: CEO: Can you tell me what in the name of the Prophets is going on now?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::walks into the corridor and stops, as if listening::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She taps on the console several times and nothing changes. Servek scratches her head:: Self: This is highly illogical.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* Thank you doctor, we'll look into the situation as soon as we have a moment.  Vn'dor out.  ::closes the channel::
Host Coot says:
ACTION: Jordan, or rather, multiple miniaturized Jordans... hundreds of them rematerialize on the Pendragon and begin running amok.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: I'm doing the best I can. I'm not sure.....what the hell!
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::walks down the corridor::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She nearly falls over as several of the Jordans flood out of her console and into her face:: Computer: Activate a level three containment field around the miniaturized Jordan Thraxis'.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: We've got multiple 'copies' of miniaturized Jordans running around now
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::enters sickbay::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::shakes head:: CEO:  Multiple...?  Have you been taking the required 16 hours off in between shifts Commander?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: Containment field pop into place throughout the area, trapping several of the Jordan's who begin to complain in unison.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
MO:  That's interesting.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: I just deliver the news. Don't shoot the messenger. ::wry smile::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: Captain, I have erected several containment fields around the Jordans that the Computer could isolate. I will attempt to find as many as possible and place them into one large field. Perhaps in the Cargo Bay?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::peers more closely at one of the little Jordans::
Host Coot says:
ACTION: Internal sensors indicate the bridge atmosphere has been contaminated. Level 1 bio-hazard.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::lets a short chuckle out at the CEO:: *MO* Doctor?  For what purpose?
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: So we can attempt to... piece her back together, Captain? It is illogical to... ::She gets the bio-hazard warning:: What is going on up there, sir?
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::looks up at the alarm:: CO: Now we've got a bio-hazard on the bridge
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
MO:  They don't seem very happy.
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CO's nose begins to swell and starts glowing red.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::hears the computer::  CEO: Let's clear the bridge and set up secondary control in Main Engineering.  ::moves toward the TL waiting for everyone else to enter first::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She turns to the CNS, not having noticed he was there:: CNS: They do not, Counselor.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::grabs at his nose::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
~~~ Little People:  Stop!   You promised they could go unharmed! ~~~
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
MO:  Poor little things.  ::waves at one of the little Jordans::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::transfers his station and follows::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
CNS: For what purpose are you here, Counselor Quinn Luchena? ::She taps her commbadge:: *CO*: Captain, I must order all Bridge Officers to be placed under containment for the time being. You may be contaminated as well, sir.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: You realize that what is happening is theoretically impossible
Host Coot says:
<LP> ~~~ Jordan: They are unharmed. 'tis but a flesh wound. ~~~
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* Contaminated with what Doctor...  a multitude of miniaturized Thraxis'?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
MO:   Had an impulse to drop in on my way to the bridge.  ::shrugs::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
CNS: Do you have any medical training, Counselor? ::She looks at him hardly. She was not soft by nature. After all, look at her:: *CO*: I am uncertain at this point, Captain. However, according to Starfleet regulations I must send someone to ensure that the Bridge crew has not been contaminated with... anything dangerous to the vessel.
Jordan_Thaxis says:
~~~ Little People:  What you are doing could harm them.  I agreed to go with you only if the others were free to go. ~~~
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::nods at the Commander as he steps into the TL::  Computer: Transfer all Command Codes to Main Engineering, authorization Vn'dor Alpha Omega 4376.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::enters the lift::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::Stepping in to the TL ordering it to ME::  *MO* Send all you like Doctor, you'll find the Bridge completely locked down
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
MO:  Very little beyond the basics.  I know a bit about transporters though.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* In fact doctor, I think the more important thing right now is trying to determine if all these miniaturized Jordans are in fact Mrs. Thraxis or those alien life forms we encountered earlier
Host Coot says:
<LP> ~~~ Jordan: Harm them? We are making them better. If they are occupied with you, they can no longer destroy what is not theirs. Now stop complaining or you shall be returned. ~~~
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She watches the man curiously:: CNS: You are rather intriguing for some reason, Counselor. ::She pauses:: *CO*: You know what I am insinuating, Captain. That is being worked on as well, Captain. However, Starfleet regulations do dictate that you are required to undergo a full medical scan.
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::thinking ... she needs to contact someone ... :: ~~~ ::reaches out to the crew ... ~~~
MO_Lt_Servek says:
CNS: Then perhaps you can attempt to locate all of the Jordan Thraxis on the vessel?
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::turns to the CEO::  CEO: Commander, we may be forced destroy this vessel.  ::looking at him to gauge his reaction::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
MO:  I'll go down to the cargo bay.
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The computer beeps the confirmation of the CO's request to the tune of "The Lollipop Gang."
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::stops:: ~~~ Little People: What would happen to us if I were to return? ~~~
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::grim:: CO: I can't say I relish the idea
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*MO* Well then I suggest you stop wasting time quoting regulations I already know and get to work....  Doctor....
Host Coot says:
<LP> ~~~ Jordan: No one's ever been forced to go back. Let's find out. ~~~
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She inclines her head in agreement:: CNS: I will attempt to do what I can from here, Counselor. Please keep me informed... as I will the Captain. *CO*: You are aware, Captain, that there are more medical officers than just myself? Two are being sent to your location now. Servek out.
Jordan_Thaxis says:
~~~ LP:  You would let us go? ~~~
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::leaves sickbay::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::watches as the TL doors open to ME::  CEO: This is your playground Commander...  ::motioning for him to move out of the TL first::
Host Coot says:
ACITON: Jordan finds herself back on the Pendragon. She is no bigger than any of the other min-Jordans running amok. Somehow, she resists the urge.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::exits the lift and moves toward main engineering::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Got any bright ideas?
MO_Lt_Servek says:
<Nurse Barnes> ::She makes her way to Main Engineering with a Medical Tech in tow::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::stops dead as she finds herself on the Pendragon.  Moves over towards one of the towering consoles ... she must make contact ... ::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::enters a turbo lift::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: First of all disable the computer confirmation response....  I never did like that movie
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She looks over her console and attempts to isolate the life signs located in the containment fields in order to determine what they truly are:: Computer: Perform a complete bio-scan on each mini Jordan and compare it to recent scans of Jordan Thraxis.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::exits the turbo lift::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Aye. :: disables computer confirmation ::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CEO: Other than that, I'm open to suggestions.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
<Nurse Barnes> ::She enters the Turbo Lift and orders it to Main Engineering::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: I say we try and beam them back where they came from.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::enters the cargo bay and proceeds to the transporter controls::
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The computer beeps one last time while uttering something about "follow the yell...." before it cuts out completely.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She notes that the Computer begins to work but does not respond to her. Now a malfunctioning Computer? Perhaps this was all one big dream...::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
~~~ ::in desperation she tries to contact the CNS ... being Mikal's son he must have some empathic abilities at least:: ~~~
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sighs::  CEO: But what about Mrs. Thraxis?  Is there anyway you can filter out her bio-signature from the rest?
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Yes. I can filter out anything with a mass greater than one of the little ones
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::sets up a containment field::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::nods::  CEO: Then I give you all the time and space you need.  I'll be in Sickbay if you need me.  The ship is yours.  ::moves back to the TL::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
CO: Understood
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She continues to look at each life sign one after the other with the exact same results:: *CO*: Sickbay to Captain Vn'dor.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::begins the process of beaming the little Jordans back to their little ships::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*MO*:  Containment field established in Cargo Bay 1.  Now what?
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::stepping into the TL ordering it to Sickbay::  *MO* Yes doctor.  ::wonders why out of all the crew the MO comms him the most::  Is there any new developments?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: Jordan sees several of her copies running by. One however trips and collides with Jordan. Instead of being hurt however, she simply absorbs the duplicate back into her body with a rather disturbing sound. She can now see over the heads of most of the copies.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She would make several notes comparing the creatures, however, that seemed highly illogical:: *CNS*: It is my assumption that if we place most of the creatures in one location that it would be more efficient to have them in a close proximity to one another.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*MO*:  I'll maintain the field until I hear otherwise, Ma'am.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: Results declare that the life signs are an exact match to Jordan Thraxis. There are no visible nor genetic differences.
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::gasps as that was an extremely unusual sensation::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::hearing the MO he quickly taps his Comm. Badge::  *CEO* Belay that Commander.   The doctor has just informed me that ALL of the copies are in fact Jordan!
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CO*: I have a theory that I would like to try, Captain.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::stops:: *CO*: How can that be?
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::stepping out of the TL on Sickbay's deck::  *MO* All ears doctor  ::stops short remembering he's talking to a Vulcan::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::finds she is now larger than the rest of the Jordans ... uses this to her advantage to try to get someone's attention::
Host Coot says:
ACTION: About 1/8 of the Jordan's have been removed from the Pendragon.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*CEO* Not sure but I suggest bringing those you beamed away, back directly into a Containment field
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: Will do
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CNS*: Counselor, attempt to locate as many of the Jordans as possible. I will issue the order once I receive clearance from the Captain to transport them. ::She wonders what the Pendragon would do without her:: *CO*: It is my belief that we can fuse the Jordan's back together, by placing every last one of them in the same containment field.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::checking the containment field::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::sighs and begins beaming the Jordans back to the confinement fields::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::enters Sickbay hearing the doctor's last::  MO: How will that solve anything doctor?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The containment field is buzzing with angry Jordan's. It resembles the CNS when his coffee has gone cold and someone stole the last doughnut.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*MO*:  Aye.  I'll use the transporters to locate her bio-signs.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::hears the "hum" coming from the containment field::  MO: What's causing that sound?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*CO*:  I've got some angry little Jordan's down here, Captain.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
CO: Are you aware of what happens when a lump of sugar is placed into a pot of hot tea? ::She moves to another console and looks over some more information:: CO: The Jordans.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
MO: Sure....  it all dissolves into the superheated fluid.
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::wonders if her mini-comm badge will work ... Taps it:: *CO*:  Captain?  Can you hear me?
MO_Lt_Servek says:
CO: The transporter may have acted as a catalyst, which may have caused this to occur to Jordan. If we place all of them into the containment field, and initiate a transport all at once, perhaps the Jordans will be able to fuse back into one. It is only theory, but a logical one.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::hearing what sounded like Jordan::  MO: Did you hear that Doctor?
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She looks toward the Captain:: CO: I can hear many things, Captain. What were you referring to?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
CBC:  Right you are crewman.  Is there anyway to adjust the containment field so its more comfortable for them?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CO hears what sounds like a constant buzzing coming from no particular direction.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::shakes off the thought of the sound and continues with the doctor's theory::  MO: Then do it Doctor.  Enlist the aid of Commander Damien as he is currently beaming back the rest of the "Jordan Tribe"
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::tries again:: *CO*:  Captain, you must leave, now!
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The buzzing continues and sounds moodier.... if a buzzing can do such things.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::hears that buzzing again and turns to Servek::  MO: Doctor... when this is over I would appreciate you giving me a check-up on my hearing...  I seem to be hearing a lot of buzzing suddenly
MO_Lt_Servek says:
CO: Understood, Captain. ::She taps her Commbadge:: *CEO/CNS*: Commander Damien, Ensign Luchena. Please attempt to lock on to as many of the Jordan Thraxis' as possible and transport them to the containment field in Cargo Bay One. Ensign, ensure that you continue to increase the size of the field as they materialize within.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*MO*:  Aye.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*MO*: Will do.
Host Coot says:
ACTION: Many, many Jordans remain running amok. They are bumping into nearly everything bolted down.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She inclines her head:: CO: There are many noises within Sickbay at the moment, Captain.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::rubbing at his ears he moves from Sickbay back into the outer hall::  Computer: Locate Ensign Luchena
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::knows they were never meant to be here like this ... ~~~LP:  You must retrieve us ... we are being harmed ... ~~~
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::wonders how many Jordans there actually are::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::beams all of the little Jordans to the ever-increasing containment field in sickbay::
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The Jordan attempting to contact the Little People is re-absorbed into the original Jordan, who is now at least one full head taller than her copies.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::watches the little things materialize within the field::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
<Computer> CO: Ensign Quinn Luchena is in Cargo Bay One
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She watches the results from the medical console, thinking to herself about how this all happened in the first place. This was all so illogical::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::heads down the corridor toward the CB::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*CEO*:  How many more?
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CNS*: I think we're almost done. One more batch. :: initiates what he hopes is the last transport::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::she begins pulling the other Jordans towards her ... absorbing them one at a time::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::enters CB1 and sees the CNS way on the other side near the glowing Containment Field::  CNS: Counselor?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CNS console displays a readout of 300,000 Jordans inside the containment field. It is unclear how many more are left running amok aboard the Pen.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::continues to walk across the Cargo Bay::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
CO:  Captain.  We have 300,000 of them and more to come.  Do you suppose the transporters are making them?
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She attempts to determine how many more are left aboard the Pendragon. They seemed to be endless::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::eyes widen slightly::  CNS: 300,000 you say?  And still more?  By the Prophets....
Host Coot says:
ACTION: Jordan now stands a robust 3 cm tall.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
CO:  I'm no mathematician but they seem to be expanding exponentially.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sees the small Jordan figure in the Containment field::  CNS: Have you tried to speak to her yet?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The CO's nose continues to glow bright red... all of the other CO's are going to laugh and call him names.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
CO:  Me Sir?  No Sir.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::tries not to stare at the CO's nose::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::steps up to the containment field::  Jordan: Mrs. Thraxis.  Do you understand me?
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::begins absorbing more and more Jordans ... needs to be bigger again ... ::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She taps her Commbadge:: *CNS/CEO*: How many more do we have left?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: Jordan's body begins acting like a magnet and as it increases in mass, the copies are being pulled into her as if light caught in a gravity well.
Jordan_Thaxis says:
::puts her hands to her ears and cowers .. the CO's voice is so loud::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::adjusts the containment field::
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*MO*: I'm not sure. I keep finding more.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::notices the small Jordan's reaction and soon realizes lowering his voice to a whisper::  Jordan: Are you all right?  Is there anything you need?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*CEO*:  Whatever you are doing, keep doing it.  One of the Jordan's is growing in mass and appears to be trying to communicate.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CNS*: I'm on it
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CEO*: Very odd. I am uncertain as to what the next course of action should be then. I will attempt to analyze them on the molecular level to determine if they are replicating.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::continues to beam all of the little Jordans to sickbay::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
CO:  I am fine, Captain.  I must continue to absorb myself ...
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The original Jordan is increasing in size every second, but her eyes are glowing.... all green... and creepy cat-like.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::steps back::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
CO:  Between your nose and her eyes....
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::nods and smiles reassuringly at the petite Jordan::  Jordan: If there is anything you need just ask.  ::steps to the side pulling the CNS over too::
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She continues to watch her scans. What else could be done now?::
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
CNS: Counselor...  Have you tried mental contact with Mrs. Thraxis.  ::stops thinking for a moment:::  I'm assuming you are more than just an empath?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: As the CEO continues to work, one of the copies manages to perch itself on his shoulder before jumping down onto the console. The urge to squish it like a bug is overwhelming.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
I'm only telepathic with physical touch Captain.  I'd have to be inside the containment field.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
<CO>
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
::picks up the little Jordan and beams it back to sickbay::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
<:>
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sighs briefly::  CNS: I would feel just a little more comfortable about all of this if I knew that was the REAL Thraxis and not those alien life forms in disguise.  ::looking off to the side in thought::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
CO:  I can hear you, Captain.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
CO:  I'm not sure I'd  know the difference either Captain.  I've never been in telepathic contact with Ms. Thraxis.
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The last of the Jordans are now contained within the field. She is growing more rapidly now that she is closer to normal size.
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::darts a look at Jordan::  CNS: She has good hearing for a sprite little thing doesn't she?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
CO:  Indeed Captain.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She continues to look through the scans of the Jordans. There did not seem to be anything else odd about them::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
CO:  It is me, not the Ekuub.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
Thraxis:  The Ekuub?
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
::sighs even more hearing Quinn then nods placing a hand on the CNS' shoulder giving it a slight grip::  CNS: Thank you Ensign.  See to all of her needs.  ::turns and heads back toward the door to the outer corridor::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::looks to the CO to see if he seems familiar with the name, and gets transfixed by the glowing of his nose::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
CNS:  That is what this life form is called.  I volunteered to go with them.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
Thraxis:  Okay.  Are we in any danger or anything from them?
Jordan_Thaxis says:
CNS:  I don't think so.
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*CEO*:  Any more Jordans out there?
MO_Lt_Servek says:
::She continues with the scans, still unable to find anything of interest:: *CEO*: Are there any more, Commander?
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*CEO* Commander, how is the transfer going?
Jordan_Thaxis says:
CNS:  They said we invaded their territory, and they found our presence distasteful.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CNS/CO/MO*: I think you have all of them
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*MO*:  Drop the containment field?
Host Coot says:
ACTION: The last of the Jordans are reabsorbed. Jordan now stands exactly at 5'4" tall.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CNS*: Negative. We would not want them to spread throughout the vessel once again...
Host CO_Capt_Vn`dor_Phail says:
*CEO* Excellent Commander, then can I have my bridge back now?
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
*MO*:  We can't keep her in a containment field indefinitely.
CEO_Cmdr_Damien says:
*CO*: The bridge is yours ::smiles::
Jordan_Thaxis says:
CNS:  Wait a minute ... do I look shorter?  ::feels something is not right::
CNS_Ens_Luchena says:
::lies:: Thraxis:  Not at all.
MO_Lt_Servek says:
*CNS*: Once the minute Jordans have been reabsorbed, then the containment field may be lowered.
Host Coot says:
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