Host Adm-Alexander says:
USS Cherokee 10701.21 Fun And Sun Part 3

Starring 
Trish Yarborough as SM and Admiral Alexander 
Mark Haslam as CTO Mark Hazzard
Dawn Freeman as OPS Kyleigh Nash
Zach Farland as CNS_Wells 

Absent 
Steve Weller as CO Tio Ayidee
Brandon Mitcham as XO Trent D. Worthington III 
Alexander Vuklis as CMO_Brabas

Host Adm-Alexander says:
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Host Adm-Alexander says:
::having had the small dining room prepared, she walks past the tables to make sure all the food is ready::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: slowly gets out of the hover car outside, using the cane the hospital issued to him to assist in leaving the vehicle.  Wincing as fresh pain washed over his injured leg. ::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::She wasn't sure how many would be able to make it, as she had given short notice to everyone.  They were after all, scattered about the planet.::

OPS_Nash says:
Stephen:  Dad, I'll be gone for a little while.  Take care of them, don't let the twins tire you too much.

CNS_Wells says:
::Checks himself out in the mirror, teeth, uniform, hair. Seeing he looks awesome, decides he is ready to leave the beach house for the hotel where the Admiral has invited him to dinner::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::taking her chair, she waits for the crew to arrive::

OPS_Nash says:
<Stephen> OPS:  Go, have a good time.  I am sure we will have a good time here.

OPS_Nash says:
Stephen:  All right.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: makes his way to the main foyer, getting directions from one of the employees as he fixes his simple attire, making his way slowly over to the room specified and walking through. ::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
Out loud: Anyone in here already?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  Over here.  What in the world happened to you?

CNS_Wells says:
::Feels awkward being in clothes again.  Transports to Hotel and enters lobby::

OPS_Nash says:
::walks out the door to her transportation, she gets in and for what seems like an eternity, she arrives outside, she climbs out and enters the building.::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: grins and hobbles over to one of the chairs, taking a seat. :: Adm: Some of the participants in my testing were not to thrilled with my decision to continue.

CNS_Wells says:
::Finds another mirror and can't help but check out his tan. Then looks around and spots the entrance to the dinning rooms::

OPS_Nash says:
::she makes her way to the dining room and looks for the Admiral::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  Would you care to explain that?  ::concern on her face::

CNS_Wells says:
::Sees Mrs. Nash enter a room and figures that must be the place and follows her path::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS/CNS:  Over here.  It seems we have an invalid on our hands.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: sighs as he sits down, putting his cane against a nearby chair. :: Adm: A few of the students didn't think that a human should be allowed to test for Fifth Tier, something about racial purity.  So they took it on themselves to "beat" some common sense into me.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::chuckles::  CTO:  Did it work?

OPS_Nash says:
::makes her way to the table and sits down.::  CTO:  What did you do this time?

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
Adm: Yeah, right.  When has it ever worked?

CNS_Wells says:
::Hears the Admiral's voice and heads in that direction as he spots his party. Sees Hazzard:: CTO: What in the world?

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: grins as he pulls out a small sash he's kept hidden in his tunic.  A bright blue sash with five small gold slashes where the belt buckle would be on a belt. ::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Zach, can you take a look at his knee?  :turns and asks one of the waiters to bring her a med kit and Tricorder::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
ALL: You are looking at the only Non Andorian to ever achieve Fifth Tier.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: Sure.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO: Congratulations, I think.  I assume from your grin it was worth it?

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: Congratulations, and all it cost you was mobility. Just kidding. Really, nice job.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
Adm: For me yes.  Its another step towards inner peace.  All the bumps and bruises are just distractions.

OPS_Nash says:
CTO:  Congratulations, Mark.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  The waiter brings a med kit and Tricorder and hands it to the Admiral.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS: You should see the students.  Master Joruk was not pleased that they would fall from the path like that.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::taking the med kit and Tricorder, she hands it to the CNS::

CNS_Wells says:
::Takes the equipment from the Admiral and proceeds with examining the CTO's knee::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: bats the Tricorder away :: CNS: Get that dang blasted contraption away from me.  I'm just sore and bruised, I'm not an invalid.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  How are the children doing Kyleigh?

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: Just following orders.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  You will allow the CNS to examine you, that is an order Mr. Hazzard!

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Let me put it to this, they are with my father, who is like a kid himself.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: sighs and grins at the Admiral. :: Adm: Yes, ma'am.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS: No more coffee for her tonight

CNS_Wells says:
::Shrugs and smirks at the CTO and continues::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::laughing::  OPS:  Yes, I understand.  Later this week, maybe T'Sara and your twins can get together.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
Adm/OPS: I think you should alert Risa of the impending disaster before you do that.  It would only be fair.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Maybe, let's hope they don't wear her out.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  That is not what I am afraid of Kyleigh.  Remember, she is telekinetic.  She is better at not using it, but sometimes she forgets.

CNS_Wells says:
::Scans the lower extremities of CTO::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS: It looked worse than it was.  I'm fine.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  And trust me when I say this, the twins can be a handful.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Are we supposed to believe that?  ::grinning at him::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Twice the fun!  They should keep her occupied, huh?

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  You got it.

CNS_Wells says:
::Finishes and stands up:: CTO/ADM: Well, it looks like Mr. Hazzard had a fine time. He took it well though. Bones healing nicely, the rest will heal in a day or two.  Should make him easier to catch for a few days, and probably experience bouts of crabbiness but, he'll be good as new all too soon.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
Adm: So any idea what the big wigs have in store for us now that the war is over, Admiral?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Nothing for crabbiness huh?

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS/ADM: See?  What did I tell you?  I'll be up and at'm in no time.  Just need a bit of time to cool my jets and catch myself a tan.  And I am NOT crabby!

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  I think the CTO dost protest too much! ::grinning::

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: Shhh, I'm not ready to go back to work just yet and, yeah, you are.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  Mr. Hazzard, I have a surprise for you, but if you continue to be crabby, I can always have the waiters take it back.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM/OPS: I think he is having sugar withdrawals too.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::nods::  CNS:  You are probably right.  I understand that the "Kandi" withdrawal is quite bad.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: sighs and puts his hands up. :: ALL: I've survived fasting for five days, being beat on by snobby Andorians, survived a war with homicidal aliens, and its my crewmates that are doing me in.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: Yes, Ma'am, it can be quite bad.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::begins laughing out loud and can't stop::

OPS_Nash says:
::chuckles::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks at the Admiral :: Adm: Request permission to give the Admiral a raspberry?

CNS_Wells says:
::Has to laugh to, it's contagious::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  If you think you can, go ahead Mr. Hazzard.  But I warn you, I do retaliate.

CNS_Wells says:
::Sits down at the table::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: points to the CNS. :: CNS: and just you wait.  Once I am healed up we are going back to our training schedule.  Master Joruk gave me some pointers on keeping students focused.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: turns around and gives the Admiral a big juicy raspberry. ::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::turning, she waves at the waiter to bring the treat she had prepared for Mr. Hazzard::  Waiter:  Now would be a good time.

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: Can you teach me the lesson on how NOT to get your knee busted first?

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS: Oh, fine comedian you are.  Missed a calling you did.
:: watches the waiter approach and arches an eyebrow. :: Adm: Admiral, just what do you have up your sleeve?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ACTION:  The waiter nods at the Admiral.  He retrieves from under the buffet table, a 24 ounce Porterhouse steak, with a huge baked potato, corn on the cob, salad, and garlic toast.  He brings it to the table.

CNS_Wells says:
::Orders a Long Island Iced Tea from a waiter::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks at the meal and almost sheds a tear.  The smell of the food causing his once dormant stomach to make its presence known. :: Adm: Okay, now you have my attention.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Waiter:  I don't believe we need this order after all.  Mr. Hazzard here has no respect for authority.

CNS_Wells says:
::Looks at Hazzard's little snack and feels ill just thinking about it::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Kyleigh, I think this should be for you.  I believe you like steak don't you?  ::smiling evilly::

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:   I love it.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
Waiter:  I believe this should be placed here. ::pointing to Kyleigh::

CNS_Wells says:
::Gets his drink order:: Waiter: Thanks, Pal.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::turning to look at Mark, she grins::  CTO:  I warned you, I do retaliate.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: looks at the Admiral and shakes his head. :: Adm: Have I ever mentioned that you are a cruel and evil woman, and should be feared in a biblical sense?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Please help yourself at the buffet table.  I wasn't sure what you like, so there is a variety of food there.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Thanks Admiral, I can't eat all this, it will be divided into a few meals.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  No, I don't believe you have.

CNS_Wells says:
::Smiles at the Admirals teasing Mr. Hazzard::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
Adm: I'll annotate that in my log.  Speaking of which...I've got caught up on a few personal matters I want to run by you on some of my men.

CNS_Wells says:
::Holds up his glass:: ADM: I'm good for now, Ma'am.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Well in that case Kyleigh, why don't you give that to Mark?  And I believe there is a smaller one at the buffet table.  That is, unless you think he doesn't deserve it?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::nods at the CNS and lifts her glass to his::  CNS:  To better times Gary.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: takes a glass of water and raises it. :: ALL: To friends present, and those departed.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  This is R & R... no talking business tonight.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: I'll drink to that. ::Clinks her glass::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  Hear, hear! ::toasting those that are gone::

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  That's a good idea.  I think he has been through enough.   Especially the Treeboy incident. ::motions to the waiter to return the meal in front of the CTO::

OPS_Nash says:
::toasts along with the rest of them::

CNS_Wells says:
ALL: Cheers! ::Drinks::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  If you will excuse me, I am going to get me something to eat.  ::rising as she speaks::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::walking over to the table, she picks up a plate and begins choosing what she will eat::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: grins as the plate once again is set before him. :: OPS: Now, now.  No more Treeboy.  You have no idea how many marines have been giving me grief about that call sign.

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: Can I get you anything? ::Gets up to go see what's what at the buffet::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::having made her choices, she returns to the table and takes a seat::

OPS_Nash says:
CTO:   Mark, just so you know, that is my revenge for my oatmeal bath.  Let's wipe the slate clean and call it even?

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
CNS: I think I've got everything I need,  see if that wet bar has any Gornish Brandy?  I could use a stiff drink since I  won't be doing any work for a bit.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
OPS: Fair enough.  How’s Kevin been handling all this down time?

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: You got it. ::Goes to fetch::

OPS_Nash says:
CTO:  Be right back.   ::she gets up to go the buffet, she chooses a good size rib eye steak with a baked potato with butter and sour cream, and corn on the cob.::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:   You might want to take it easy with the real alcohol Mark.  That isn't good on the medications you have been given.

CNS_Wells says:
::Returns with the Commander's drink order then goes to see about some food to absorb some of that drink::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::taking a bite of her grilled veggies, she almost sighs.  It has been a while since she had fresh ones::

OPS_Nash says:
::returns to answer his question::  CTO:  He is enjoying it, spending time with the twins and preparing for the new baby.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: Shhhh! It's okay.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL: How is everyone's food?  Mine is excellent!

CNS_Wells says:
::Goes down the food line and gets this and that::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Do we know what it is going to be?

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Beyond my expectations.  ::as she takes a bite of tender rib eye::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: eats hardily from his plate as he nods at the Admiral's suggestion. :: ADM: Not to worry about that.  I only planned on one glass.  Now that I've become Second Officer, I've got to watch how I act around my crewmates. Have to set a good example and all.

CNS_Wells says:
::Returns and sits at the table::

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: It looks good.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Not yet, but we had settled on a couple names.  If a girl, Ryleigh Dakota, and if boy, Colton Maddox.

CNS_Wells says:
OPS: Kind of a old west theme, huh?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  I like both those names.  ::smiles as she remembers waiting for T'Sara to be born, not knowing what the sex was::

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: You should be up for that, huh?

OPS_Nash says:
CNS:  I didn't think about that, I just like them because I just do.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
OPS: I think they are fitting names.  Although I wouldn't mind another nephew.  I'm always looking for good talent for my division.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  I understand you have a child Gary.

CNS_Wells says:
OPS: Good enough ::Bites into a dinner roll, without butter::

OPS_Nash says:
CTO:  We'll see, Mark.

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: Umm, yes Ma'am, I do.

CNS_Wells says:
::Swallows quickly::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Have you seen him recently?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Don't worry, he will be an old man before he can get his hands on your son! ::laughing::

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: Actually, his mother, and he just paid me a visit, along with me own Mum.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Do you think Daddy with let him?

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  Which Daddy?  ::chuckling::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: chuckles and takes a slow and slight sip of the brandy delivered to his table. :: Adm: Old man?  Pfft, I'll be just coming into my prime.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Both, My dad and of course Kevin.  ::smiles::

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: Smiles at the CTO's confidence in his own mortality::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::snickers::  ALL:  Sorta like that steak, huh Mark?

CNS_Wells says:
::Working on a huge salad, with fat free salad dressing, on the side::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  This food is really good.  I had almost forgotten what it is like to have fresh food.

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  I agree.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: shakes a fork with a huge chunk of meat at the admiral. :: Adm: you just watch.  Twenty years down the line I'll be in Starfleet's Most Honored Captain's List, and still be sitting in the big chair.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  And of course, we have some great desserts for tonight, so don't overeat!

CNS_Wells says:
ADM: That's why I'm having a salad, Replicators just don't do vegetables so good, you know?

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Now you tell me.  I am getting full.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  Exactly Gary.  I didn't realize you were a vegetarian as well.

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: You'd need a big chair if you continue to eat like that. ::Motions to CTO's half full plate::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  I am sure you will be Mark.  Just don't let your ego trip you up!

CNS_Wells says:
ADM:I wasn't always but have tried to cut meat out of my diet several years ago.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
::pushes her plate forward and sits back in her chair::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: chews at the tender meat and leans back in his chair, savoring it. :: Adm/CNS: Oh man, after five days of nothing but water and starch wafers, this is heaven.

CNS_Wells says:
::Orders another drink from the waiter clearing the Admiral's plate away::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CNS:  I have tried meat on a couple of occasions, but my system just doesn't seem to like it.
::nods her thanks to the waiter::

CNS_Wells says:
ADM:  It just has a rather disgusting and barbaric history. The manufacturing of meat, I mean.

OPS_Nash says:
::she pushes away the plate and goes to the buffet to see what kind of deserts they have, she spotted a slice of plain cheesecake, she took a slice and returned to the table::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  I promised no ship's business tonight, but I wanted to say something.

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: smiles and looks over to his friends. :: ALL: No matter what the meal, or the drink, its the company that makes a dinner worthwhile!

CNS_Wells says:
CTO: I'll drink to that. At this point I'll drink to just about anything.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
CTO:  I totally agree with you on that Mark.

CNS_Wells says:
::Gives attention to the Admiral::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
ALL:  I just wanted to say how proud of each and everyone of you during the past months.  You more than deserve the awards that SFC and the Amenti gave you.  I just wanted you to know that I have never had a finer crew.  ::taking her glass, she toasts them::

CTO_LtCmdr_Hazzard says:
:: raises his glass to the Admiral's words. :: All: Hear hear!

CNS_Wells says:
::Raises his glass then drains half its contents down his gullet::

OPS_Nash says:
ADM:  Thank you as well, I pray that we never have to go through anything like that again.

Host Adm-Alexander says:
OPS:  From your lips, to God's ears Kyleigh!

CNS_Wells says:
::Raises glass at OPS then, drains other half::

Host Adm-Alexander says:
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