Present:
Ian as Evil_SM / Host Quchant
Gunther as CO Capt. Jordaïn 
Trish as XO Lieutenant Commander Llewellyn
Brian (AKA Jafo) as OPS Lieutenant B’lee
Brett as TIC OPS manager Commander Fox Lynam
Heike as FCO Lieutenant Shania
David as CNS Lieutenant Commander Cook
And
Karen as CMO Ensign Arie

Absent:
Darren as TO Ensign Bost’k
(due to moofing right before mission)

ACTD: U.S.S. Tal-War
NCC 72864

Host Quchant says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<Begin Mission>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: The Tal-War is back up to par...more or less.....and continuing testing

FCO_Shania says:
::at helm::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::in her seat on the bridge::

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::In the big chair [tm]:: All: Status

CIV_Lynam says:
::Walking down the hall::

OPS_B`lee says:
::sitting in the cockpit of a Kaneda class fighter on the flight deck::

CMO_Aire says:
Computer: Therefore I conclude that the XO is in perfect health.  End and close report.::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::listens in on the status report::

CNS_Cook says:
::in his office:: *OPS*: Mr. B'lee I need to see you in my office, now!

FCO_Shania says:
CO: Captain, we are about to arrive at the quantum torpedo testing grounds.

OPS_B`lee says:
::admiring the fine craftsmanship of the controls, sighs:: *CNS*: Yes, monsieur Cook.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
FCO: Acknowledged. Come to a halt when we arrive. ::turns to look over to the tactical stations::

OPS_B`lee says:
::climbs out of the fighter and back down to the flight deck, heading out of the area::

FCO_Shania says:
CO: Aye sir

CNS_Cook says:
*OPS*: and if you see Bost'k tell him I want to see him as well

CIV_Lynam says:
::Enters the turbolift for the bridge::

OPS_B`lee says:
::smiles:: *CNS*: I'm sure I won't, Counselor.

OPS_B`lee says:
::hopes the Counselor isn't going to waste his time with trying to chew him out, heads out into one of the corridors beyond the flight deck with a wave to the guard::

CMO_Aire says:
::Signs off her terminal and heads out of sickbay for the turbolift.::

FCO_Shania says:
::brings the ship to a halt:: CO: We are there. The ship is at a stop.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
XO: I'm happy she's still sailing well, commander.. ::looks up:: FCO: Thank you. ::again glances at TAC, noticing there's nobody there::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::looks over at Jordaïn :: CO: Seems the testing is going well now that the initial problems have been worked out.

OPS_B`lee says:
::heads towards the Counseling Officers not sure what he's going to say to this man who stole his woman, knows what he wants to say::

CIV_Lynam says:
::Steps onto the bridge and looks around for a moment.::

CNS_Cook says:
::walks over to get a glass of green tea from the replicator, waiting for B'lee to enter::

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> ::walks out of the head back towards the tactical station::

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::Nods and hears the doors slide open behind him. Turns to face the door:: CIV: Ah, mister Lynam. Welcome to the bridge, how can we help you? ::slight smile::

OPS_B`lee says:
::walks into the Counseling Offices and sees the Counselor sipping something .... green:: CNS: You wanted to see me, Counselor?

XO_Llewellyn says:
::smiles at commander Lynam::

CNS_Cook says:
OPS: Have a seat, Lieutenant

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> ::continues preparations for the quantum torpedo testing::

OPS_B`lee says:
::looks at the chair, looks at Cook, sits tentatively::

CIV_Lynam says:
::Walks down to the Captain's chair::  CO: Well, nothing much going on up in TIC right now.  Thought I'd come down and watch the torpedo testing.  If it's alright.

CNS_Cook says:
::goes back around to his side of the desk and takes a seat:: OPS: I am glad I finally have the honor of having the real B'lee in my office

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::Saw mister Sh'oot walk past, followed by a somewhat horrible smell:: TAC: Begin testing when ready. FCO: Co-ordinate with tactical.

CMO_Aire says:
::Turning left twice....arrives at the TL.:: TL: Officer's Mess.

OPS_B`lee says:
::snickers::

OPS_B`lee says:
::gives a little bow:: CNS: The once and future B'lee, at your command Madame...

XO_Llewellyn says:
CIV: The counselor's seat is available. Please, feel free.

CNS_Cook says:
OPS: I wanted to bring you in here, and discuss your flight status, but instead I had to waste my time with Mr. Bost'k

OPS_B`lee says:
::grins:: CNS: Oh, did that inconvenience you ... I'm sorry, Counselor. If I'd have known it would cause you any inconvenience I certainly wouldn't have asked Mister Bost'k to be part of my little prank.

CIV_Lynam says:
XO: Thank you. ::Sits down in the seat::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::waits for the testing to begin::

CNS_Cook says:
OPS: Do you know what can happen when one impersonates an officer? ::smiles:: I would hate to see you both court marshaled it would just break my heart.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::Nods at Lynam as he sits down next to him::

OPS_B`lee says:
::looks at Cook blandly:: CNS: He already *is* an officer. And if you're trying to threaten me, it won't work.

CIV_Lynam says:
CO / XO: I sincerely hope that the torpedoes and launchers have been checked already.  If we have another malfunction, we may not live long enough to regret it.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
CIV: Got a point there.. ::mumbles something about the ORF::

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> CO: Captain...Ready to start testing on your mark....test target's acquired.  Recommend yellow alert as per regulations

XO_Llewellyn says:
::mentally sends a prayer to the goddess:: CIV: I would hope so...

CIV_Lynam says:
CO: You know, years ago, there were a few engineers at a Starbase who "repaired" my ship.  We ended up going full speed toward a star.  I see some similarities here.

CMO_Aire says:
::Exits the TL...and almost run into a crewman she hasn't seen before.:  Crewman...I'm sorry.  Didn't mean....I mean I didn't realize....I'm sorry.

CNS_Cook says:
OPS: I am not trying to threaten you, if I was going to do something about this I would have already done so, but I believe in giving second chances, and in I guess your case many more then that.  But, then I also don't you two just getting off so easy either

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::takes deep breath:: Sh'oot: Indeed.. Yellow alert! Begin exercise..

CNS_Cook says:
OPS: I have a question, besides that fact that I am a Counselor, what is it you don't like about me?

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> ::hits the Yellow alert button and waits a moment or two.::  Tube one firing.

OPS_B`lee says:
::crosses one leg over the other, growing terribly bored with this Counselor already ... Azhure could at least hold his interest:: CNS: Oh, I think you know very well what it is I don't like about you... ::grins:: ...you are a man, after all.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::blinks as he turns back to Fox:: CIV: Now that's .. interesting.. I see you solved it eventually.

XO_Llewellyn says:
:waits in anticipation for the torpedo to be launched::

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: A quantum torpedo is released from the ship and shoots towards it's target

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> All: Tracking....torpedo on course...

XO_Llewellyn says:
::watches the progress of the torpedo on her arm console::

CIV_Lynam says:
CO: ::Nods, watching the torpedo::  No, ten of my engineers did.  They went into the nacelle control rooms and manually disabled the drive.  Of course, Starbase engineers had also fouled up the override and the ten were all vaporized.  But the did their duty.  ::Stares at the screen::

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: an alarm sounds on the tactical station.

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> All: Checking....Captain, the torpedo has missed it's target.....

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::Nods silently at Fox, then arches brows as he hears the alert::

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: another more....intense alarm sounds

CIV_Lynam says:
::Slaps his comm badge::  *TIC*: TIC launch alert fighters!  Do it now!

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
Sh'oot: Explanation, ensign?

CNS_Cook says:
OPS: Ah, I see. Mr. B'lee their really isn't anything I can do about that, you knew before I even came onboard that Commander Llewellyn was involved with someone, you really can't blame me for that

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> CO: Checking sir....

CIV_Lynam says:
::Expected this::

OPS_B`lee says:
::uncrosses his legs and sits forward, poking a finger in Cook's direction:: CNS: Let's skip through all this happy-prancy crud and get right to it, Cook! Stop seeing her, move out, get your own quarters, and never talk to her again. Maybe then you and I can be all *friendly* like. Until then, stay out of my business and I'll stay out of yours.

CMO_Aire says:
::Looks up hearing the alarm....Since it's just exercises, she decides not to return to SB.::

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> CO: The torpedo is heading back sir...fully armed....it's acquired a new target.........this ship...deck four ....section 2...

CIV_Lynam says:
*TIC*: Rogue torpedo is incoming, Rattler 1 and two are to acquire and destroy ASAP.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
All: Red alert! FCO: Evasives ... Sh'oot: Target that torpedo with phasers, and make sure you do not miss...

OPS_B`lee says:
::hears the red alert and rises, bolting out of the Counselor's office and headed for the bridge::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::eyes grow big as she hears the area it is headed for::

XO_Llewellyn says:
TO: Try the self-destruct.

CNS_Cook says:
::laughs:: OPS: I make sure to invite you to the wedding.

OPS_B`lee says:
::hurrying down the corridor, wondering what kind of trouble they could be getting themselves into now::

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> XO: Been there sir....it failed

FCO_Shania says:
CO: Plotting evasive maneuvers. Ready to engage.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
XO: Evacuate the section targeted by the torp.. I don't want to take that risk..

OPS_B`lee says:
::steps into the turbolift:: TL: Bridge...

CIV_Lynam says:
CO/ XO: I really hate when this happens.  ::No expression::

XO_Llewellyn says:
Self: Damn. TO: Can you arm phasers and shoot it down? ::nods at the CO::

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> CO: The target location has changed sir.....deck three.....deck two......it's targeting the bridge now

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: the TL carrying the OPS arrives at the bridge

CIV_Lynam says:
TO: Remodulate the shield frequency, it will be set to pass through our shields.

XO_Llewellyn says:
*ALL:* Deck 4, section 2 evacuate immediately, this is not a drill.

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> XO: Targeting......firing phasers.....

OPS_B`lee says:
:;steps out onto the bridge and heads for the Operations Station relieving the Junior Officer there::

CNS_Cook says:
::hates those stupid alarms, stands and goes out side of his office and enters the TL> Computer: Bridge

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
CIV: Likewise.. Sh'oot: What?! Enforce deck one shields.. FCO: Move us away, beyond the torpedo's range..

OPS_B`lee says:
::at Operations, seeing what's going on:: CO: Doesn't this thing have a remote detonation device?

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: Phasers keep missing the mark.

OPS_B`lee says:
::accesses the communications array and transmits the destruct sequence to the torpedo warhead::

XO_Llewellyn says:
CO: Evacuate the bridge sir?

CIV_Lynam says:
::Gets up and heads over to the Tactical console::

FCO_Shania says:
CO. Setting course. Engaging at warp 2.

CIV_Lynam says:
::Cursing violently in Bolian::

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: the last phaser shot pegs the torpedo....

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: the Torpedo goes boom and the ship rocks a little from the shockwave

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
XO: It's no use.. that torpedo can change target randomly.

XO_Llewellyn says:
::sighs:: CO: Think it might help if I... ::thinks a minute about what she is saying, shakes her head:: Never mind....

CIV_Lynam says:
::Opens the access panel and crawls under the console::

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: Everyone does the enterprise shuffle a little bit

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::shakes a bit:: FCO: Full stop. ::stands and turns towards the TO::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::is glad to see the torpedo was destroyed:: CO: Would you like me to check the weapons before going back to test further?

CNS_Cook says:
::while riding the TL, he feels the shockwave::

OPS_B`lee says:
::grips his console to stay upright::

FCO_Shania says:
::brings to the ship to a full stop::

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::nods:: XO: Please.. 

OPS_B`lee says:
::checks for any damage::

CMO_Aire says:
::Being thrown from her seat from the jolt, realizes something is terribly amiss and runs for the TL ordering it to SB.::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::shakes her head in frustration and walks to the lift::

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
Sh'oot: How could this happen, ensign. Malfunction or error?

CNS_Cook says:
::the lift doors open on to the bridge::

OPS_B`lee says:
::sees Cook come out of the turbolift:: CNS: Nice of you to join us, Cook... ::shakes his head::

CIV_Lynam says:
::Crawls out from under the console, holding a small device::

OPS_B`lee says:
CO: Minor damage reported on all decks ... no fatalities, some minor injuries being reported to sickbay now.

CMO_Aire says:
::Exits the TL and heads for main sickbay at a quick jog.::

Host Quchant says:
<Ensign Sh'oot> CO: checking sir....although I'd say malfunction right now.  I'm having the tropedo bay crews pull bay one apart now

CNS_Cook says:
::smiles at B'lee, and then sees Heather walking towards the lift, and turns to go with her::

CIV_Lynam says:
CO: Predictor circuit.  It was not calibrated at ORF so our phasers were always firing a bit off.

XO_Llewellyn says:
::sees Donnie and smiles, hears B'lee and frowns:: ~~~CNS: Don't let him get to you... ~~~ ::enters the lift::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::smiles bigger when she sees Donnie re-enter the lift with her::

OPS_B`lee says:
::grimaces and resists the urge to spit across the deck at the two of them::

CIV_Lynam says:
CO: Same thing happened to us, years ago.  Of course, we were battling a couple of Orions at the time.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
OPS: Understood.. send a message to 4th fleet command and request another check-up. At a starbase or a construction yard this time..

CNS_Cook says:
::the lift doors shut:: XO: Oh he isn't getting to me, I still haven’t been able to speak with him about his flight status yet, but I have came to a conclusion, I guess I will just send him a written version of it.

OPS_B`lee says:
::looks at Jordaïn :: CO: Captain? This isn't anything we can't handle sir...

XO_Llewellyn says:
TL: Torpedo magazine room for launcher one.

CMO_Aire says:
::Arriving in SB enters.:: MO: Report!

XO_Llewellyn says:
CNS: And what is that conclusion, if I may ask... or do I have to wait for the formal report?

OPS_B`lee says:
::wonders if he could ever be happy about Llewellyn finding someone in Cook ... nope::

CIV_Lynam says:
::Hands the circuit to the TO::  <Sh'oot> Better reinstall and calibrate.  Walks back over to the empty chair and sits back down. A bead of sweat runs down his cheek::

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
Sh'oot: Very well. Keep me informed. ::Sighing:: CIV: I suspect that isn't the only thing that's wrong here..

XO_Llewellyn says:
::feels the lift move::

CMO_Aire says:
<MO>CMO: Several minor injuries....broken bones, bumps and bruises.  Nothing very serious.

OPS_B`lee says:
::not overly anxious to repeat all this testing, hopes Jordaïn  is kidding and waits for a reply::

CNS_Cook says:
::smiles:: XO: Unfortunately I am unable to come up with anything that should keep him from flying, their are some restrictions that will need to be followed but nothing to keep me from saying he can't fly at all

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
OPS: I could always have engineering crawl through every JT and open every single hatch.. how long would that take, mister B'Lee?

CIV_Lynam says:
CO: Well, that particular problem isn't found in a diagnostic.  It can only be found by test firing the phasers.  I saw how the phasers were firing behind the torpedo so I recognized the problem right away.  Good thing the Ensign there decided to "lead " the torpedo.

XO_Llewellyn says:
::nods:: CNS: It's hard for a pilot to stay away from the helm... I know this has been difficult on him... ::pauses:: why do you say unfortunately?

OPS_B`lee says:
::glances at Jordaïn  and grimaces:: CO: Of course, Captain ... whatever you think is best, sir. ::like a good little puppy-Lieutenant::

CNS_Cook says:
::smiles:: XO: No reason,

XO_Llewellyn says:
::laughs:: CNS: Is it because you cannot stand to see him have what he desires?

XO_Llewellyn says:
::feels the lift stop and exits on the appropriate deck::

CMO_Aire says:
::Turns to look at one of the more serious looking injuries.::

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
CIV: Seems I need to brush up on my engineering knowledge, Fox. ::smiles:: Good work there. Any idea what was wrong with those torps?

CIV_Lynam says:
CO: No.  Could be a malfunction.  Never seen it happen though.  What worries me is: there are guards posted at the entrance to the magazines as per T'Kerl's orders.  So, if the torpedo was tampered with, was it at the ORF or has someone here found a way past the guards?

CMO_Aire says:
::Looking over what's been done for him......nods and then takes a step back watching her team work.::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::walks past a guard and enters the magazine room, looking for anything out of the ordinary::

CNS_Cook says:
::walks with Heather:: XO: No, that really isn't it.  I would like to grab a hold of his bajoran neck and make his eyes pop out, but he can fly by all means

CNS_Cook says:
XO: It isn't personal, I would also like to do the same to Bost'k ::imagines them running around without any eyes::

OPS_B`lee says:
::is hard at work trying to figure out what went wrong .... with his relationship with Heather::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::furrows her brows:: CNS: Such vehemence... I am surprised. And you say it isn't personal.

XO_Llewellyn says:
::inspects the track where the torpedo came from::

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::Slowly:: CIV: Let's hope that isn't the case.. we've already been sabotaged more than enough..

CNS_Cook says:
XO: Well, I am going to try one more time to let B'lee know of his flight status, I really don't want to have to type of a formal report for a meeting that was suppose to be informal, oh it isn't anything personal concerning you, it has more to do with the TO and B'lee switching places

OPS_B`lee says:
::goes back to work at the Operations console scanning the torpedo debris for any sign of what went wrong, unconsciously begins to think about Doctor Aire::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::smiles:: CNS: Ah.... and you still wish me to do nothing about that, right?

CIV_Lynam says:
CO: I agree.  Perhaps we should have Medical do a scan for DNA traces on the torpedoes and the room in general.  Access is restricted so there shouldn't be too many samples there.  That would give us a base to start from.

CNS_Cook says:
XO: No, not at this time, and really what would another report matter on his already huge record

CMO_Aire says:
::Nods, a subconscious smile crosses her face.  They work together well....::

OPS_B`lee says:
::finds an excuse to com the Doctor:: *CMO*: Doctor, how is ... umm ... everything down there? Any serious injuries .... umm ... that I should report to the Captain, that is.

XO_Llewellyn says:
::sighs:: CNS: Indeed. ::pauses:: Think you can get through that thick little skull of his?

CNS_Cook says:
::turns to leave:: XO: His last Counselor couldn't and she was a women, what do you think I can do, he already hates me.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::Nods:: CIV: Indeed.. we can't be certain enough with this kind of matter. Make it so, Fox.

CMO_Aire says:
::The com breaks her reverie.:: *OPS*: No.....most serious is a compound fracture, but that's easily mended.  Anything of note on the bridge?  Anyone need any sort of medical attention?

XO_Llewellyn says:
::opens the control flap to see if she can see anything wrong with the mechanism inside, pulls out her tricorder::

CIV_Lynam says:
::Nods and gets up to leave the bridge::

XO_Llewellyn says:
CNS: I... understand. ::sighs again:: I'll just be another minute.

XO_Llewellyn says:
::starts scanning the torpedo::

CIV_Lynam says:
OPS: Is that the doctor?  Can you tell her to report to the Torpedo magazine with a scanning crew please.

CNS_Cook says:
::nods to Heather::

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
CIV: By the way.. how is testing progressing for the fighter wing? ::had gotten up and approached Lynam::

CIV_Lynam says:
CO: We seem to be getting lots of practice.  ::Grins without humor::

OPS_B`lee says:
::looks around:: *CMO*: No, everyone up here is fine. ::thinks fast:: *CMO*: Oh, but I think I may have sprained my wrist a little. Oh yeah ... it hurts real bad. Maybe I should come down and see you about it.

CIV_Lynam says:
OPS: B'Lee.  The scanning team....

XO_Llewellyn says:
::closes the flap:: CNS: Nothing wrong with this one that I can tell. ::stars to scan the room to take readings from it, see if she can pick up any trace elements or DNA::

CNS_Cook says:
XO: You know, I haven't even thought about asking what happened, why did they evacuate deck 4, and why are you here scanning the these?

OPS_B`lee says:
::groans:: *CMO*: And Commander Lynam wants you to report to the torpedo bay with a scanning team...

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
CIV: Indeed, commander.. indeed.

CIV_Lynam says:
OPS: Thank you.  ::Holds out his hand::

XO_Llewellyn says:
CNS: A torpedo decided to return to the nest... in a not so friendly way. We were being extra cautious. I don't think one torpedo could have damaged the ship all that much with our shields up.

CMO_Aire says:
*OPS*: Understood......I'll get a team together and head out in a  moment.

CNS_Cook says:
XO: Ah I see

OPS_B`lee says:
::sighs and closes the com:: Self: Sure ... yeah ... you do that. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.

XO_Llewellyn says:
::sighs again:: CNS: apparently nothing out of the ordinary here. Let's go back to the bridge.

Host CO_Jordaïn  says:
::Taps combadge:: *XO* Report to deck one, commander. You have the bridge as soon as you arrive.. ::heads for the RR::

CNS_Cook says:
::Shugs his shoulders:: XO: It seems their is always something wrong, and never a reason why

XO_Llewellyn says:
::leaves the torpedo room and goes to the lift:: *CO*: On my way.

CIV_Lynam says:
::Heads off to meet the CMO at the magazine::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::enterst the lift:: TL: Bridge.

CNS_Cook says:
::follows behind Heather::

CMO_Aire says:
Thompson, Jel'ria: Grab our scanning equipment and come with me.

XO_Llewellyn says:
CNS: So it seems, but there is always a reason... for everything. ::smiles at him pointedly::

OPS_B`lee says:
::gets back to work behind his console, stops day dreaming::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::enters the bridge and walks to the big chair::

OPS_B`lee says:
::sees the XO and CNS step out of the turbolift again, wonders if they ever go anywhere separately:: XO: Captain's in his Ready Room, Commander.

CIV_Lynam says:
::Nods to the XO as he enters the lift::

CNS_Cook says:
::walks on to the bridge, and sees B'lee figures he will give this one last go:: OPS: Could you come to the conference room with me CIV: Commander, I will need to speak with you later on as well

XO_Llewellyn says:
::Nods to OPS, nods to the CIV::

Host Quchant says:
ACTION: the communication panel's blinky light [tm] begins to blink

CIV_Lynam says:
CNS: We'll see counselor.  ::Doors close::

OPS_B`lee says:
::looks at his console:: XO: Commander, the Counselor would like to speak with me in the Observation Lounge...

XO_Llewellyn says:
OPS: Go ahead... ::hears the incoming call beep from the OPS panel::

CIV_Lynam says:
TL: Magazine 1

CMO_Aire says:
::Heads out to the TL.:: TL: Magazine 1.

OPS_B`lee says:
XO: Incoming communiqué, Commander...

XO_Llewellyn says:
OPS: Answer that.

CNS_Cook says:
::makes his way to the conference lounge, and waits for B'lee::

OPS_B`lee says:
::takes the communiqué and puts it on speakers::

XO_Llewellyn says:
~~~CNS: B'lee has been delayed.... ~~~

XO_Llewellyn says:
::listens to communiqué::

CNS_Cook says:
~~~XO: I heard the beep as I left, I can wait.~~~

OPS_B`lee says:
::follows Cook into the Observation Lounge, as he walks by Cook:: CNS: What could you possibly want now.

Host Quchant says:
<Admiral Benson> COMM: Tal-War: Tal-War....this is a priority order.

CNS_Cook says:
::turns a little surprised, since he thought B'lee stayed behind:: OPS: I wanted to inform you about your flight status

OPS_B`lee says:
::expectantly:: CNS: ...and...

XO_Llewellyn says:
COM: Adm Benson: This is the Tal-War, please go ahead.

CMO_Aire says:
::Arrives near torpedo magazine 1 and looks around for Lynam.::

CNS_Cook says:
OPS: I see no reason for you to have lost your flight status in the first place, I have gone back and reviewed what happened, I am more concerned with your ability and mentality during a combat situation.  So I am going to reinstate your flight status, under the strict agreement that you come to my office weekly for regularly evaluations. If you mess one meeting I will be forced to permanently cancel your flight status.

Host Quchant says:
<Admiral Benson> COMM: Tal-War: You are ordered immediately to Andor.  You are to help evacuate the Federation Ambassador and embassy personnel.  Remember the Embassy is federation territory so you will be in your rights to beam down to the embassy.  Benson out.

OPS_B`lee says:
::as if in surprise:: CNS: Hey, he knows what he's doing after all! ::shakes head and mutters:: CNS: I'll be sure to make an appointment to meet with one of your subordinates on a regular basis. Was there anything else?

XO_Llewellyn says:
::hears she's been cut off:: Self: Oh my... this isn't good....

CIV_Lynam says:
::Arrives at the magazine and sees the CMO and her team.::  CMO: Doctor.  We need to scan the magazine room for DNA samples.  We may have a rat in the woodpile.

CMO_Aire says:
::Seeing the CIV, heads his direction.::

FCO_Shania says:
::sets course for Andor and waits::

CMO_Aire says:
CIV: Rat in the woodpile, Sir?

CNS_Cook says:
::smiles:: OPS: No, nothing else, I will make sure to inform both Commander Lynam, and Commander Llewellyn about this.

OPS_B`lee says:
CNS: You do that... ::turns and head back onto the bridge where he closes the now vacant channel::

XO_Llewellyn says:
::has Lieutenant Shania take command of the bridge and walks into the Ready Room::

CIV_Lynam says:
CMO: ::Enters the magazine room:: Yes doctor, a big, fat, ugly rat who is good with a spanner.  Let's go to work.

CNS_Cook says:
::heads to the TL and returns to return to his office::

Host Quchant says:
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