Star Trek: A Call To Duty
USS Cherokee NCC 61333 SD 10404.25

Produced by Trish Yarborough 

Starring
Steve Weller as CO Tio Ayidee
Brandon Mitcham as XO Trent D. Worthington III
Scott Dorsey as CSO Kevin Nash
Dawn Freeman as OPS Kyleigh Nash
Mark Haslam as CTO Mark Hazzard
Linda Baus as CNS T’Lin
Tim Schols as CEO Dylan Cedric Pandora

Absent
Alexander Vulkis as CMO Jovan Brabas

Special Guest Stars
Trish Yarborough as Admiral Alexander/eCO Smith
Eric as jEO Wilson

Host SM-Trish says:
USS Cherokee 10404.25 Doppelganger Part 5

Host SM-Trish says:
The crew are now in residence on SB 33.  The Admiral has assigned several of her crew duties, not known to SFC at this time.

Host SM-Trish says:
She is making every effort to free her crew, with their help as well as others.

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Host CO_Ayidee says:
::In Quarters on Starbase, looking out the window, wondering who I'm looking for...::

Host SM-Trish says:
*jEO*:  Mr. Wilson, please report to my office.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::sitting in the shuttle, preparing for departure:: CEO: Are the weapons installed now?

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods:: XO: Aye sir... Everything is set and ready... Weapons are go.. ::Smiles::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: sits in the back corner of one of the many bars on SB33, keeping his eyes peeled and his back to the wall as he observes the comings and goings of the dregs of society.::

T`Dar says:
::Wakes up from her temporary quarters in sickbay.  Hops into the sonic shower to get ready for her new undercover job.::

jEO_Wilson says:
::with his hands in his pockets, Adahn slowly walks down the corridors of SB33, slowly, watching everything and everyone walk by:: Self: I've been here before... ::he's so absorbed in his own thoughts that he almost misses the admiral's comm...::

jEO_Wilson says:
::he walks around the corner and activates his combadge:: *ADM* Aye, sir.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Exiting the Admiral's office as OPS is sitting waiting for him.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Excellent work. Com the Admiral and tell her we are ready to depart.

T`Dar says:
::After a 10 minute shower, she gets out, dries off, and gets dressed into her uniform ready to work as MO T'Dar.::

OPS_Nash says:
::sees the CSO exit the Admiral's office::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
COAdams:  Wilson should be here shortly.  Please make yourself comfortable.

jEO_Wilson says:
::he looks around, and heads for a turbolift junction; he steps in.:: Turbolift: Deck 12, Adm. Alexander's office... please.

T`Dar says:
::Looks at her name tag, Lt. Cmdr. T'Dar and chuckles.  Attaches it to her uniform.::

CEO_Pandora says:
XO: Yes sir... ::Taps a few buttons:: COM: Admiral: Goddess Chariot to Admiral Alexander... We're ready to depart..

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Are you ready? The Admiral wishes that we remain together. Let's head back to my lab on the ship and start working there.

jEO_Wilson says:
::he presses against the sides of the turbolift as it speeds up, faster and faster as it approaches its destination.... then suddenly stops at deck 12... he steps out:: Self: Here goes nothing. ::he chuckles::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  I can live with that order.  ::smiles::  CSO:  Lead on.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
COM: Chariot::  Understood Chariot, good luck.  Alexander out.

jEO_Wilson says:
::walks up to the admiral's office, and rings the chime::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Turns and moves to the desk, opening a computer trying to find unclassified materials I'm allowed to access.::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: takes a slow sip from the drink he purchased 10 minutes ago....watching the door as new arrivals filter in slowly. ::

CEO_Pandora says:
::Looks at the XO:: XO: I'll take that as departure clearance then...

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Adams> ::raises an eyebrow, but doesn't dare ask who it was::

T`Dar says:
::Fixes her hair, and grabs the list of shut-ins she is supposed to see.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Let's get this show on the road. ::opens cargo bay doors and flies the shuttle out smoothly. Waits to see if anyone notices.::

CSO_Nash says:
:: Smiles back to her and heads back to the docking ring and the access port to the Cherokee.:: OPS: So can I.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::hears the chime::  Enter.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Gets to work on sensors, trying to find any large vessels heading the same way they need to go::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  The Chariot leaves SB 33 with no notice from anyone.

jEO_Wilson says:
::waits several seconds, then is about to slam his hand against the chime when the doors slide open; he steps through:: Adm: Admiral, Ens. Adahn Wilson, reporting as ordered. ::he looks to the side:: Captain...

OPS_Nash says:
::walks with the CSO to the docking ring and access port::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO:  Wilson, I believe you know the Captain ::smiling at the young man that has entered her office::

Host XO_Worthington says:
::waits for them to clear the Starbase and sets course on the heading the Admiral gave them.:: CEO: Alright Ensign, keep an eye out for any friends.

jEO_Wilson says:
Captain: It's... good to see you up and about, sir. ::smiles, then turns back to the admiral, standing at attention:: Adm: You wished to see me, sir?

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: notices a pair of new arrivals come in, Orion's by the look of them, he decides that they may bear some watching tonight. ::

CEO_Pandora says:
XO: Aye sir, I'm already on it... Also looking out for any vessels that are heading the same way we need to go.. We could go in through their sensor blind spot and stay close, so other scanning stations won't pick us up..

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO:  Have a seat Ensign.  I have just finished speaking to your Captain, and now I would like to hear your side of what happened to your convoy.

T`Dar says:
::Takes the TL to her first appointment, Lt. Pritchard.  Rings the door chime.  No answer.  Waits a few seconds, and rings the door chime again.::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  So what do we have planned?

Host CO_Ayidee says:
<Siatty>  ::Walks into bar, walking up and ordering a Blood wine.  Tips the glass in salute in the direction the Cherokee's docked.::  Bartender: Any word on her yet?  She docked an hour ago, there has to be some scuttlebutt about, and you're the most likely to hear it.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Moves with purpose and doesn't slow when they enter the ship.::

T`Dar says:
<Lt. Pritchard>: Enter.

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: Thank you, ma'am. ::takes a seat on the opposite side of the admiral's desk; he laughs weakly:: Adm: Heh... it seems I've done nothing these past few days except talk about what happened on the ship... nothing productive, anyways.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
Computer: Who's been assigned as prosecuting Jag officer for the Cherokee case?

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: The plan is to use everything we have on us along with limited access to the ships computer to find evidence of the tampering and get that proof.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Adams> jEO:  Don't be afraid Wilson, the Admiral is here to help us.  Just tell her what you saw and heard.

jEO_Wilson says:
::hears the captain speak, but doesn't turn around:: Thinks: What I saw and heard... that's the trouble, isn't it.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Computer>:  Admiral K'Lord.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: moves from his table...preferring to keep to the shadows as he takes a booth next to the loud Orions.  Not surprised that they find humor in the Cherokee's predicament as they laugh it up about the crew getting lynched. ::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  That's a tall order indeed.  I pray that we will find something fast.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Continues on making it to the lab unmolested by security.::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Opens File on Admiral K'Lord.::

jEO_Wilson says:
Admiral: It's quite simple, really, ma'am. The... Jacksonville, was traveling with the other ships... destroyed, destroyed as well... with hospital equipment. But I'm sure all this is in your report, ma'am. ::grunts, and hesitates for a moment...::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: It may be tall, but not impossible.

T`Dar says:
::Enters the quarters of Lt. Pritchard.  Notices a man laying down across his couch, right leg in a cast.::  Lt. Pritchard: How are you feeling today, Lieutenant?  ::Opens up her medical kit.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Let's hope we don't have to but I'll keep it in mind.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  I hope so for many obvious reasons.

jEO_Wilson says:
Admiral: It's not really a very interesting story, ma'am. I detected another Starfleet vessel approaching... her transponder signature indicated... USS Cherokee.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
<Siatty>  ::Rises, walking over to the Orions.::  Orions: Round of drinks on me if you can tell me what happened?  I need details, verifiable details.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO:  Continue Ensign, I know I have the facts of both sides here, but I like to hear from the people who were there.  Just relax... I promise I won't bite.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods:: XO: And I'll keep looking for it.. ::Smiles::

jEO_Wilson says:
::looks down at his shoes::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: tips his hat lower on his forehead so that the brim hides the look of disgust at the two Orion's topic of choice...also noting the newcomer. ::

T`Dar says:
<Lt. Pritchard>:  ::Grunts:: What are you here for?  Why don't you medical people leave me alone?  Can't you see I'm trying to recover?

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Walks up to the admiral's office and presses the door chime::

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: I... I told the captain that the Cherokee was approaching, and we were curious as to what the Cherokee wanted or needed... and before they could respond to our hails... well, let me make a correction. They responded to our hails alright.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Enters the lab and sets to work::. OPS: Your assistance may help me  see something I missed before.

CTO_Hazzard says:
<B'ill> Siatty: Buzz off, pinkskin.  Its been all over the news....Seems Starfleet can't keep their trained Cat's under control. Heh...he went berserk on a couple of convoys and destroyed a military escort I heard.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Out Loud: Enter! ::wondering who would interrupt her and where the heck was Jones::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
::Klingon, some have called him vicious.  As long as he keeps within the law, that won't be much of a problem.  Just hope he doesn't have his people's lust for vengeance.::

jEO_Wilson says:
::looks up momentarily, as the Admiral allows someone else to enter::

OPS_Nash says:
::follows the CSO::  CSO:  I'll see what I can do.

CTO_Hazzard says:
<T'ed> B'ill: That's not what happened....Ru'fus told us that he went rogue and decided to avenge the murders of his clanmates or somethin....killed his entire crew.  Get the story right meathead!

CSO_Nash says:
:: Sets to work with all the information from the padds and the message. He runs a diagnostic of the message to see if the virus can be detected in the message.::

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Steps up to the door and through them:: Adm: Admiral.. I'm commander Benedict...

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: We should be arriving at the first set of coordinates shortly. Remember once we are there to use aliases. I will be known as Blondie and you will be Godfrey. Think you can remember those?

T`Dar says:
::Notices a can of beer on the table next to Lt. Pritchard.::  Lt. Pritchard: And I suppose this is part of the treatment as well?

CTO_Hazzard says:
<B'ill> T'ed: Who's telling this story you moron!...I am...and who's payin for the drinks...oh yeah..that would be me again....so shut up and let me tell the story!

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Benedict:  And Cmdr. Benedict, what can I do for you?

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Try running the message and pay special attention to the static in it. That may be how the virus got in.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Adams> ::looks the commander up and down::

jEO_Wilson says:
::glances across the admiral's desk, at the lack of clutter, as the admiral speaks to the commander::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  All right.  ::runs the message and she boosts the static level up little bit::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: continues to remain silent as he watches the Commander talk with the two drunks.  Wondering just who the Officer was...::

Host CO_Ayidee says:
<Siatty> ::Wonders if he misjudged these potential sources of information, but resists the urge to go further in search the right party.::

Host XO_Worthington says:
::arrives at the coordinates, near the Cardassian border. It is a small mining colony on the surface of a moon:: CEO: Looks like we are here. Prepare for landing.

Host CO_Ayidee says:
<Siatty>B'ill: Look, I'm not interested in what happened. I just want to know if you have any idea who did this?

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Smiles at the Admiral:: Adm: I'm Admiral Stewart's aide... I believe he wanted me to see you...

CTO_Hazzard says:
<B'ill> Siatty: Why do you care, pinkskin?   You going to get all weepy eyed on us....gonna cry...betcha he's going to cry T'ed. :: the Orion stands up and grins.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Benedict:  And for what purpose does he want you to see me? ::already reading his mind::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  You know that analysis of that message will take a few minutes.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Smiles:: XO: You Blondie, me Godfrey? Shouldn't be too hard... ::Taps a few buttons:: And we're in landing trim, sir..

CTO_Hazzard says:
<T'ed> : Siatty : Yes....cry for me human...I want to hear it. :: he stands up as well...both Orion's towering over the betazoid in height and width.::

Host Siatty says:
::Stares dead straight into the shallow eyes of the Orion.::  B'ill: You don't want to do that, trust me.

CTO_Hazzard says:
B'ill/T'ed : I reckon you two brain donors should sit down, shut up, and enjoy your drinks.  Less something...unfortunate happens to the both of you.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::takes the shuttle down to the landing pad and touches down successfully.:: CEO: Ok Godfrey, let's go visit the natives. ::opens the hatch and exits the ship::

CSO_Nash says:
:: Accesses the computer as the message is played looking for any hint of the virus.::

Cmdr_Benedict says:
Adm: Admiral Stewart believes there's sufficient evidence that the Cherokee did infact commit these attacks... The admiral sent me to prove this beyond reasonable doubt..

T`Dar says:
::Grabs the can of beer from Lt. Prichard's table, and empties it into a nearby sink.::  Lt. Pritchard: I think you have had enough of these.  ::Looks at the medical chart that was given to her.::  Lt. Pritchard:  I am writing up orders today for you to get some counseling.  I understand you have a problem with coming to medical?

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: looks up at the both of them with a mean glare.  his coat opening to show a mean looking klingon weapon at his hip. :: B'ill/T'ed : Comprende, Amigos?

CEO_Pandora says:
::Gets up from the console and heads out too:: XO: Alright, Blondie, don't run off too fast... ::Grins::

Host Siatty says:
CTO/ B'ill/ T'ed: OK, settle down.  No need to trash the bar.  Besides, Compton's got a Disruptor behind the counter, and if he pulls it out, he doesn't miss.

jEO_Wilson says:
::looks up suddenly:: Adm: But... But T'Lin… ::he cuts himself off, and turns around to glance at the commander::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: I'm counting on it. I've also got the computer running a diagnostic of the PADD as it is running.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  That's a good idea.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: the two Orions mutter to themselves and take their drinks elsewhere...leaving the Commander and the Stranger looking at each other ::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Benedict:  Is that so Commander?  And where are your orders?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::she stands up and walks around her desk and stands in front of Benedict::

Host Siatty says:
::Exhales.::  CTO: Thanks, I don't think I've...or have I?  No, I don't think I've seen you around here before.  New to the station?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::she stares up at the man who is 6' tall, to her 5'::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: shrugs before taking a sip of his drink. :: Siatty: You could say that.  Why you so interested in the Cherokee, Stranger?

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: It's a good thing you also have a copy of the message. I'm sure once the diagnostics finish from the computer that nothing will be left on my padd.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::looks around the mostly deserted landing area. A thick smoke fills the air and everything looks like it is covered in grease and oil. Arriving at the flashing neon sign, they enter the establishment::

T`Dar says:
Lt. Pritchard:  No problem.  I will bring the medical to you.  And I want you to get some counseling for this problem of yours.  Now, let me see how that leg of yours is doing.  Looks like it is healing nicely.  But you will not be released to duty until you get some counseling, understood?

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Searches his pockets:: Adm: Just a second, I thought I had them right here....

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  You know me, when something pertains to family I save it to go through at a later time.  ::smiles::

T`Dar says:
<Lt. Pritchard>:  ::Grumbles.  Looks at the MO's badge, and thinks twice about messing with a Lt. Commander.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::her eyes begin to flash fire, not liking the smugness of this man::

Host Siatty says:
CTO: Professional curiosity let's say.  I have some interest in how it all turns out.  Call it a history I'm refusing to let go.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Smiles.:: OPS: You are always reading my thoughts.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::walking into the saloon, he scans the crowd. Mostly laborers winding down from work and the usual scum that haunt these kinds of places. Trying to ignore the stench, he walks over to the bar tender::

OPS_Nash says:
::feels a kick and smiles::  CSO:  You got that right.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Looks back to his screen to see if any flicker of the virus shows on the diagnostic.::

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Feels a padd in his right-hand pocket:: Adm: Ah there it is.. ::Takes it out and hands it to the admiral::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Any sign yet?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::takes the padd and begins to scan the contents::  Benedict:  Have a seat while I read this.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: takes a minute to notice what looks like a Vulcan enter...though the last time he checked....Vulcan’s didn't smile....he returns his gaze to the newcomer. ::  Siatty : Get yourself a drink and follow me....maybe we both might learn a thing or two...::  Decides that maybe he could both observe the smiling Vulcan and this person with a history. ::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Not yet. We are still in the voice portion of it though.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Follows Blondie into the saloon, towards the bartender::

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Nods, then takes a seat, looking around the room for the first time::

Host Siatty says:
::Grabs his drink, eyeing up the stranger.::

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Hey, also look to see if the voice pattern could be pieced together from several other messages.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::looks at the bartender:: Bartender: I'm looking for some information. Think you could steer me in the right direction?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  Cleopatra enters the Admiral's office, sniffing each man as she goes.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::Trish looks up and watches Cleopatra, making no explanation to anyone::

T`Dar says:
::Runs a tricorder over Lt. Pritchard:: Lt. Pritchard: Let me see, your vitals appear to be fine.  I am scheduling you for a counseling session bright and early tomorrow morning at 8:00.  I suggest you get up and shower.  Do I have your word that you are going to attend this counseling session or must I send a counselor here?

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Excellent idea. :: Brings on the voice analyzer to see  if the message is fluid or broken up pieces of a voice sample.::

jEO_Wilson says:
::looks around, quietly:: Self: Too sterile for my liking... ::sighs, then sees a cat enter the office; he stiffens slightly:

CEO_Pandora says:
::Takes a seat on a nearby barstool, trying to make a casual impression::

Host XO_Worthington says:
::the bartender looks blank for a second, then spits a dark viscous liquid onto the ground.:: <Bartender> XO: Depends who's asking and what there willing to pay, friend.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: takes a seat near the Vulcan and what looks like an Andorian with one antenna.  His eyes seem to follow their conversation as he watches them. :: Siatty: So, you got history with the Cherokee, Starfleet?  What kinda history?

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  I suggest that because I am sure that my mother used those words in past communiqués.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  Cleopatra sniffs the Captain and Ensign with no reaction, when she gets to Benedict, she fluffs and begins a low growl in her throat.

jEO_Wilson says:
::shivers when the cat starts to growl...::

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Looks at the cat that just entered, hears it growl but ignores it::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Cleopatra:  Over here dear, on my desk if you please.

Host Siatty says:
::Smiles.::  CTO: Let's just say that sometimes no matter how long you've been gone, you always feel at home somewhere.  Just a bit harder when somewhere moves about at Warp 7.

Host XO_Worthington says:
Bartender: Pay? I'll pay whatever you want, if you can tell me what you know about the Federation ships that destroyed each other not too far from here.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::continues to scan the padd::  jEO:  Wilson, please continue with your story.

jEO_Wilson says:
::looks up:: Adm: Hmm? Oh, yes. Where was I? Yes... The Cherokee started firing on us, and left us for dead. ::clears his throat::

CSO_Nash says:
OPS:  I just wish we could get a breakdown of stardates from the message. That would be a way to determine who might be behind this. :: Looks at her knowingly.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO: And how long before the Cherokee made her next appearance?

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Yeah that would be a feat in itself.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::shifts his weight and flashes a scowl:: <Bartender> XO: Son, why in the world would anyone round here care about that. Just some dumb Federalies having a dispute. None of my business. Now, if you want to know where the action is around here, I can tell you that.

Host Siatty says:
CTO: But my interest isn't the only curious one.  What's your angle on all this?

T`Dar says:
<Lt. Pritchard> ::Grunts again.::  I will be there.  No need to send the troops.

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Listens as Wilson tells his story about the events, looking straight at him all the time::

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: I'm not sure. It must have been around an hour. I didn't exactly make it a point to keep track of time, ma'am. ::sighs:: I'm sorry.

T`Dar says:
Lt. Pritchard: Then it is settled.  Here is a card with your counselor's name on it.  She will see you tomorrow at 8 a.m.  Now dry up, officer.

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: tips his hat a little and grins at Siatty ::  Siatty: Let's just say I don't buy the standard line that’s been given.  I'm just keeping my ears to the ground...scum floats to the surface after a while...and I mean to be there when it does.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO:  I can understand that Ensign.  You are doing fine.  When the Cherokee returned, what happened then?

Host Siatty says:
::Nods.::  CTO: I see.  Find any yet?

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: They came back... to finish the job, perhaps? But we defended ourselves... our shields were failed, we had nothing left... but I was able to get phasers up. And we fired on the Cherokee. It didn't do anything... but we weren't going to be taken that easily...

Host XO_Worthington says:
::matches the bartender's scowl with a look of serious determination:: Bartender: Look, I won't bore you with the details but I think someone is trying to move in on my territory. Has anyone mentioned anything about the attacks?

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Takes out a padd and makes notes of all that Wilson is saying::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
<Adams> ::Adams nods at the statements made by Wilson::

Host XO_Worthington says:
::scratches his head:: <Bartender> XO: Look fella, I don't know what your business is but nobody round here cares about it. However, for a price, I can tell you where to find someone who might know what your talking about.

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: Then the Esters arrived... and an away team from the Cherokee! They came aboard... my captain was already unconscious, it was just him and I, alone on the bridge, the two sole survivors... I defended him. The self-destruct was already activated - they weren't going to get away with it, we'd sooner have destroyed the ship than let them TOUCH it!

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Anything on voice analysis? I'm still getting nothing on the virus as of yet.

T`Dar says:
::Writes the time down, fills out the medical report, and exits Lt. Pritchard's quarters.  Takes a deep breath.  It has been a while since she made house calls.  Looks at her list and then sighs.  Only 23 more to go.  Thinks to herself, this is going to be a long day.::

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: returns his gaze to the two malcontents in the back, one of them passing a small bag to the other.  :: Siatty:  Not much.  Near'en I can tell.  Almost every kook, crackpot and crazy has popped out of the woodwork to find out what happened.  Especially those who would like Captain Kitty take a fall.  Seems he's unpopular with the criminal element

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: I found a phaser... I defended the captain. Then, a burning sensation... I was shot. The team leader shot me... and I found myself in the Cherokee Sickbay.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  So far nothing, if it was pieced together, some went to a lot of trouble to make it seem flawless.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  Cleopatra is at the edge of the Admiral's desk, watching every move the Commander makes... grumbling in her throat the entire time.

Host XO_Worthington says:
::reaches into his pocket:: Bartender: I'll give you five strips of latinum.

CSO_Nash says:
OPS: Nearly though. The static may hold the key.

Host Siatty says:
::Nods.::  CTO: Is it the uniform, or the being within it, I wonder?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
~~~Cleopatra:  Yes dear, I don't like him either.  Just quiet down a little.~~~

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  Let's hope it will open soon.

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Looks up from his padd:: All: Shot? He shot you?! Admiral, that's a scandal, a federation officer shooting another federation officer who was only doing his job!

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO:  They shot you for no reason Ensign?  ::glares at the commander::

Host XO_Worthington says:
<Bartender> XO: I don't know what his name is but he is on a world not very far from here. I'll give you the coordinates. ::reaches into a drawer and presents and old data rod:: Here you go. Can I get you something to drink?

Host XO_Worthington says:
Bartender: No thanks. ::takes the rod and hands it to the CEO:: Good day. ::exits the saloon and returns to the shuttle::

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: I told you. I was defending my captain. I... I didn't know what they were doing. They were a threat to myself, to Capt. Adams... and the captain's wishes were to keep their hands off... I prevented them from touching anything, from touching the captain, anything - they'd done enough.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO:  I see, so they did not warn you, or try to talk to you in any way?

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: reaches into his pocket and taps his badge...indicating for a security team to come to the bar after he watches the two exchange bags....a small capsule dropping from one of the bags.  He waits for the two security members to arrive and makes a discreet gesture...indicating who to apprehend. :: Siatty: More likely the man.  Or Cait in this case

OPS_Nash says:
::she steps closer to the CSO and begins to rub his back::

CSO_Nash says:
:: Continues to monitor the diagnostics. Seeing that the message is about halfway through.:: OPS: Half way home.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Gets up from his barstool, nods at the bartender and heads out.. Once outside he runs after the XO:: XO: And, how'd it go?

Host XO_Worthington says:
CEO: Hopefully well. See what you can find on that old data rod. It should give us coordinates to search next.

OPS_Nash says:
::looks around him at the console::  CSO:  Good.

CSO_Nash says:
:: Feels the muscles in his neck relax as she rubs them.:: OPS: Thank you. Didn't know how tense this makes me.

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: Oh, they tried to talk to me alright. They tried to get me to stop, to put down my phaser, to HAND OVER the ship to them!

CTO_Hazzard says:
:: he leans back in his chair and watches as the two drug pushers are arrested...another lead brought to a dead end. :: Siatty:  People will go a long way to see a man fall.  I'd like to see those people go disappointed...never was much for a lynch mob.

Host Siatty says:
::Rises, nodding at the movement..::  CTO: You may be right, but if it's the uniform, then my presence will make things more difficult to hear what's happening.  Compton will have to live without my business for a few days.  Not that a blood wine or two pays his bills or anything.  Good luck, and keep your nose clean.

OPS_Nash says:
CSO:  This whole thing is very tension filled.

CEO_Pandora says:
::Nods, taking the rod:: XO: What do you expect?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO:  And they never said they didn't do this to you... they just tried to take the ship?

CTO_Hazzard says:
Siatty: Adios Muchacho....don't be a stranger.

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: Oh, they expressed their... "concern" over what happened. But I saw what happened... I personally interpreted the transponder signal. It was them...

Host Siatty says:
CTO: I hope I won't have to be.

Cmdr_Benedict says:
::Raises his right hand:: Adm: You see admiral? He was just doing his job to the best of his abilities, and he got shot!

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: And yet...

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO: So they did state they were not the perpetrators, but you did not believe them.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
jEO:  Yes?

jEO_Wilson says:
Adm: I did not. But... I'm not so sure now. I know what I saw... but... ::stops::

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