Host Adm-Alexander says:
USS Cherokee 10707.29 Celebrations Part#7

Starring 
Trish Yarborough as SM and Ens-Drew
Steve Weller as Pat
Mark Haslam as TO_Ltjg_Damato
Dawn Freeman as Lt_Dawn_Tiernan
Rob Bindels as Chief_Painter

Host Pat says:
Repair Duty Log, Stardate 10707...I'll fill that in later.  Captain's Yeoman Pat recording.  The Cherokee is currently being repaired of the damage from the encounter with the as yet unknown forces which abducted the Hook.  I say unknown because the identity hasn't made it down to us yet.  There are guesses, however, and...anyway, we're working to get the ship patched up, and hope to have it done before we return to base.

Host Ens-Drew says:
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Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  Wait up!  You are not going to believe this!

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: sighs as he runs his Tricorder over yet ANOTHER series of junction points and bulkheads. :: Self: Sure in if I think the Commander is still ticked at me about that mess with the shuttlecraft.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::turns around::  Ens-Drew:  What?

Host Ens-Drew says:
::runs to catch up to her superior::

Host Pat says:
::Walking through the corridors, trying to not trip over the piles of debris blocking the passageways.  Looking for the work team Assigned to assist.::

Host Ens-Drew says:
Lt:  Do you know that the "boys" have not cleaned up their mess yet?  You asked me to check.  In fact, I think someone else came in and added to it.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: sighs as he hears the sound of two women gossiping ahead of him.  Taking one last scan of the bulkhead to make sure no damage has been done to THIS section of the ship, he makes his way over to the source of the voices. ::

Chief_Painter says:
::Walked out of the docking port, talking to himself that he had to paint all the ship by himself, as Starfleet thought they could only pay for 1 painter. A master painter only::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::perturbed::  Ens:  WHAT?!?!  The Three Stooges have NOT cleaned that shuttle yet?!?!

Host Ens-Drew says:
Lt:  No Ma`am, come with me and see for yourself.  ::tries not to laugh::

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: stops as he clearly hears the sound of Lt. Tiernan.  Quickly turning around and heading in the OTHER direction. ::

Chief_Painter says:
Self: Well, who do I have to thank for this Wonderful paint job? Wished I stayed on earth.

Host Pat says:
::Grabs an errant bulkhead and pushes it out of the path.  Sees Damato and yells to him.:: TO: Lieutenant, the Captain wanted me to give a hand to the damage control teams down here!  Where do you need me?

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Ens:  Oh no!  Lead the way.  As if we don't have enough to do already.

Host Ens-Drew says:
::turns at the sound of Pat's voice::  Lt:  There goes one of them now!

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: goes wide eyed as he said his name VERY loudly. :: Pat: Faith and Saints preserve me, your gonna call down the harpy on me sure as the day is bright.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Ens:  Pat?  Are you sure Pat is involved?

Host Ens-Drew says:
Lt:  Did you see the mess in the operations office?  If I didn't know better, I swear they did it for revenge!

Host Pat says:
TO: Harpy?  I didn't know we had a Harpy on board, what world are they from?

Host Ens-Drew says:
Lt:  No, not Pat, look behind you, there goes Damato!

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Ens:  What mess in Operations Office?  ::is getting more furious by the moment::

Host Pat says:
::Thinks the data entry must be really behind now.::

Host Ens-Drew says:
Lt:  From all the buffeting we got when that Warbird exploded I guess.  Drawers are open and papers are everywhere!

Chief_Painter says:
::Greeting some crew:: Crew: Hillow Meddem, how are you doeing, I am the Moasterpainter here. Came all the way from Italy, you know where Italy is? Beautifullle  Florence?

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: freezes as he hears his name. :: Pat: That would be the Harpy in question.  :: turning around and planting a charming smile on his face. ::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Ens:  Oh no!  Cmdr Nash doesn't need that right now.  I'll get someone on that clean up job.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
Tiernan: So good to be seeing you again, Lieutenant.  What might I be doing for you?

Chief_Painter says:
Miss: Oh, well I see you are bizzy, I finde my way to deck numero quattro.

Host Pat says:
::Turns and looks.::  Self: Looks human to me.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Damato:  Where are your other cohorts in crime?

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::turns and looks at Damato, her expression it not a pleasant sight.::

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: looks offended and ruffles his red hair with a bit of boyish charm. :: Drew: Sure if I don't know who you are speaking of.  If your speakin’ of Lt. Miller, he's still in Debriefing with Commander Hazzard.  Lt. Kilbrowski took a nasty blow during that last explosion and is in sickbay.

Host Ens-Drew says:
::if truth be told, she has a slight crush on Damato::

Chief_Painter says:
::Walks around and around, looking for the elevator, not knowing that it is a Turbolift:: Sir: Coulde you telle me the way to the elevator?

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  Answer me this would you please and be honest. Has Shuttle 3 been cleaned up after the little party you three had?

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
Tiernan: To be honest, I wouldn't know as I wasn't assigned that clean up detail.  Been too busy defending us from the evils of the galaxy.

Host Ens-Drew says:
::sees Damato turn red::

Host Ens-Drew says:
Damato:  Is that so?  Exactly what did you do to help us out?

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  What?!  I told Miller and Kilbrowski to get you included in that assignment.

Host Pat says:
Self: Thought we were done defending, now we're un-breaking stuff, aren't we?

Chief_Painter says:
Sir: Thank you sir, to the righte, and then the secundo lefte, there is the, howwe didde you name that? Turbolift?

Chief_Painter says:
Sir: Ah zhank you Turbolift. I will make you a nice pizza sir, come back to decke quattro in an hour, pizza is ready.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: raises an eyebrow at the Ensign and grins. :: Drew: I'll have you know I was on the same deck where we had our hull breach.  Someone had to engage the manual integrity fields or we all would have gotten sucked up into the cold black.  And as much as I enjoy seeing your cheeks rosy and red, I doubt the chill out there would be doing anyone good.

Host Ens-Drew says:
::turning she goes over to Pat::  Pat:  When will this mess that is on the floors be swept up?  I know some of the crew that would be glad to help you out with it.  ::knowing Damato can hear her::

Chief_Painter says:
::Walked up first right, second left and entered the Turbolift, pulling all paint boxes and pizza boxes behind him, and waited and waited and waited::

Host Pat says:
Drew: Beats the <Tellerite Expletive> out'a me, I just got told to come down and lend a hand.  Something about no need for file pushing at the moment.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
Tiernan: As to Shuttle 3, I don't think its much of an issue now as one of the structure beams might have smashed it pretty good during the last explosion outside.   Tactical will be requisitioning a new shuttle as soon as we get back to Starbase 33.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Damato:  Now I know you have kissed that blarney stone!

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
Drew: Jealous of the stone are we?

Host Ens-Drew says:
Damato:  Jealous is too strong when it comes to you Damato.  I am sure they had to wash it for a week after you finished with it!

Chief_Painter says:
TL: Hey Turbolifte, howwe long are we gonna wait eh? Need’a paint statione quattro huh?

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  Should we go take a look at the infamous shuttle?

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  Damaged or not, that mess shouldn't have been there and you all know it.  We had the VIP's coming to see the ship.  Fortunately for you all, this disaster happened!
Drew:  Sure.

Host Pat says:
::Gets tired of waiting for the others to say what to do, so starts picking up debris, and after a short look around takes it to the nearest Replicator for recycling.::

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: chuckles as he leans against the bulkhead. :: Tiernan: Chalk it up to the luck of the Irish.  But I'm afraid the Shuttlebay is off limits for the time being.  CTO's orders.

Chief_Painter says:
::The TL is asking for the destination, what deck it should go to::

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  Call me Nancy.  And no jokes please, I have had to live with this for 22 years.  ::heading down the corridor to the TL::

Chief_Painter says:
TL:: What the hecke decke or statione, huh, bring me to decke 4, ok?

Host Ens-Drew says:
::ut oh, he shouldn't have said that to Dawn, now there will be the dickens to pay::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Nancy:  No problem.  We'll solve this mystery soon enough.

Chief_Painter says:
::The TL heard deck 4 and brought the neurotic painter to deck 4::

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  How are we going to check it if the CTO says no one can go there?  ::thinks Damato doesn't want Dawn to put him on cleanup detail::

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: moves over to help Pat clear a section of the passageway of debris. :: Drew: Tis not my fault that he felt it was too dangerous for crew to venture into the bay with all the structural damage that this bonny lass of a ship has endured.

Chief_Painter says:
::As the painter shuffles out of the TL, he did not know where to look. Looked so nice around, but also so much damage, that he did not take care of his paint. One of the paint boxes started to leak a bit, while the Chief Painter is walking his way through to deck 4.

Host Pat says:
::Thinks these officers need to put their Commissioned behinds into the work for a change.  Spoiled brats just are so self important.::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Nancy:   No worries, I got my special pass from Commander Nash.  After all, I need to see the damage so I can put people on that  repair detail, after all, its my duty to assign those lucky stiffs anyway.

Host Pat says:
Painter: Ooooh!  It's the Pizza painter, is it lunch time already?

Host Ens-Drew says:
::shrugs her shoulders::  Dawn:  Whatever you say ::holds the door for Dawn to enter the TL::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::enters the TL::

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
Dawn: Now beggin’ your pardon, Lieutenant, but I'm sure as heck that the Commander didn't want no one to be going down there right now.  I'm being serious. :: rushes over and holds the TL door open to prevent them from leaving. ::

Chief_Painter says:
Pat: Oh Hi, Signora. Hungry? I havve goode pizza. Colde, but goodde.

Host Pat says:
Painter: Do you have any fully loaded?  Wait, everything except those bacon thingies, those are just wrong.

Host Ens-Drew says:
::stands back to wait for the explosion, looking back and forth at them::
Damato:  Either come in or get out... we have a job to do as well.  ::almost feels sorry for him::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  Look you little stooge, I've got a job to do and personally seeing all damage is part of my job description.  Now leave me to do mine so I can assign you yours.

Chief_Painter says:
::Went on his knees, to fish in the 20 pizza boxes:: Pat:: Signora, izze this for you? Anchovies? Or perhaps some good Parma Bacon. You knowwe, Parma izze making the best dried porke in Italia.

Host Pat says:
Self: Hrmph, work indeed.  Like they'd even know it if they seen it.
Painter: No pork, that stuff is just wrong!

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: gives Tiernan a stern look. :: Tiernan: Now hold on right now.  Have I called you anything other than your proper rank or shown you anything less than proper respect?  There is no need to be calling me names.  Especially in front of a junior officer, Lieutenant.

Chief_Painter says:
::Started to should:: Pat: You do not believe? Best HAM in ITALIA? Cannotte be badde. Butte zthen perhapse with tuna-fishe? Orre wiz the pineapple?

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: gives a good glare at Pat as he turns. :: Pat: And Would you rather check every junction and side passage for microscopic hull fractures instead of mere debris pick up, Yeoman?  Be sure of your words before you go and speak them.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  Chalk it up to stress.  But seriously, I do need to see the damage so I can fill out my proper reports to Starfleet.

Chief_Painter says:
Pat: Heeeee!!  Who-e made zthose white line on the carpette, huh?
::The painter sees the white line, that one of the leaking boxes made. He now sees what happened.::

Host Pat says:
TO: Oh, I'm sure of my words all right.  I don't say 'em unless I'm sure.  Just 'cause I aint got a degree from the Academy don't mean I don't know what I'm saying.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: calms down and returns his attention to Tiernan and Drew. :: Tiernan: I'm sure that you do.  Give me a moment to get this clear with Commander Hazzard and I'll accompany you.  That way if your still not happy with the shuttlecraft, I'll be right their to take your righteous fury and indignation.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: goes still and straight as he hears the words out of Pat. :: Tiernan : Pardon me for a moment, Lieutenant.

Host Pat says:
Painter: I've no idea, but it looks like one of your boxes is leakin' sumthin'.  But do pizza's leak like that?

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  Hurry up.  Be sure to be clear that I need to do my job for the proper report fro Starfleet.

Chief_Painter says:
Pat: No, Signora, my pizza's do notte leak. They tastte good. Lookke in zthe boxes you silly, I gotta clean this white junky in the floor.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: turns around and walks right into Pat's Face. :: Pat: I'm not surein what kind of training they gave you wherever you went, but I'm pretty sure that respect to a superior officer was one of the basic lesson plans.  Captain's Yeoman or not.  I'll set you right as rain if you have a problem with me.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  Let's go.  This could take forever, and you know Kyleigh is waiting for this report.

Host Pat says:
TO: Who says I'm set wrong, Lieutenant?  But it seems there's plenty of stuff to do.  Need a few ideas?

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  Maybe we can contact Mr. Hazzard and get this over with?  Might save us some time.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Nancy:  All right, Kyleigh will deal with the CTO should he not grant me passage so I can do my job.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: growls as he is torn between tearing the yeoman a new one and the two in the TL. :: Pat: I have more than a few.  Unfortunately seeing as most of them would involve several infractions of the Officer's Disciplinary Code, I'll settle your hash on a later date.

Host Pat says:
TO: Then should we get to checking the Lift Control circuits?

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
<CTO Hazzard> *Lt. Tiernan*: Dawn, its Commander Hazzard.  Kyleigh just asked me to give you access to the Shuttlebay.  I'm authorizing it only with a proper security escort.  Have Lt. Damato join you in the Shuttlebay.  I'm placing him under your supervision.  Hazzard out.

Host Ens-Drew says:
::yeah!  I know Damato is going to love that::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
*CTO*:  Understood, and thank you.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: sighs as he overhears this. :: Self: I swear that man hates me.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Nancy/Damato:  Well, shall we.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Damato:  Time’s a wasting Lieutenant.

Chief_Painter says:
::The painter walked along all the white strip/drip from the leaking paint box. It leaked over 50 meters:: Self: Owwe boyye, what a lot of workke. I hope zthis is not a tappeto magico (magic carpet).

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::feeling like she had won a major epic battle::

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: groans as he turns back to enter the TL, crossing his arms over his chest as he nods to both of them. :: Drew/Tiernan: The least the Commander could have done was offer the condemned a pint before his execution.

Host Pat says:
TO: the Pizza painter might have a pint if you really want one!

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  Do you want some cheese with that 'whine'?

Host Ens-Drew says:
::let's out a giggle before she can stop it::

Host Pat says:
Tiernan: You have cheese?  What kind?

Host Ens-Drew says:
:;watches as the TL doors close::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::looks dumbfounded at Pat as the TL doors close before seh could respond.::

Host Ens-Drew says:
ACTION:  Dawn, Damato, and Drew exit the TL onto the flight bay.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: groans at the sudden plethora of puns. Walking out into the flight bay as he's suddenly aware of just how close the both of them were standing to him. ::

Host Ens-Drew says:
::looks around the flight bay and sees boxes and what not thrown around it::

Host Pat says:
::Frowns.::  Painter: Oh well, at least now we can get some work done here.  
Beta crew: OK, let's get this stuff cleaned up.  I don't want to deal with a hissing cat when he gets back to the Ready Room!

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  Oh my... I am glad the Captain hasn't seen this.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::looks around and documents the mess.::   Nancy:  I know.  For sure the fur will fly.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: groans as he idly maneuvers through the debris. :: Tiernan/Drew:  I am pretty sure we didn't leave the bay in THIS condition.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Damato:  Are you sure?  Looks like it to me! ::she grins at him::

Chief_Painter says:
::Walks back to the boxes of paint and Pat. Kneeling down on arrival, and fixing the leaking box, to prevent worse. Standing up again.:: Pat: Signora, I havve stopped the leaking, going to grabbe the cleaning stuffe, and zthen i wille starte to tinteggiare (to paint) . Whatte colore do you wishzze Signaro?

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  I'm sure.  My main concern was that shuttle.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: glares at Drew :: Drew: Is it just me, or are you just taking so much enjoyment in watching me squirm?

Host Pat says:
Painter: Make it match the other walls, tan, Starfleet Unobtrussivo 1.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Damato:  Yes, you do it so well!  But I know you didn't do this, sorry just having a little fun.  Relieves the stress of what we just went through.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::suddenly she gets a thought::  Nancy:  Do YOU have any knowledge of this mess?

Chief_Painter says:
Pat: Yezz Signaro, didde you like the pizza?

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: can't help but grin. :: Drew: I can think of a lot of ways to relieve stress. Care to discuss them over dinner?
Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  Me Ma’am?  No, as much as I would like to blame it on the boys, not even they could do this much damage.

Host Pat says:
Painter: Yup, just had to pick around that pork stuff.

Chief_Painter says:
Self: Sigh. Want to go mia casa (home), thizz izze nothing for me.

Host Ens-Drew says:
::she turns and winks and gives a slight nod in the affirmative, not wanting Dawn to see it::

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  Think we could open the bay doors and just let this mess go out into space?

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Nancy:  Would you mind looking over the video to find the culprits?  ::not actually believing her.::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Nancy:  No, this will be taken care of properly, one pile at a time.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn: Video Ma’am?  I can play it back from the control room.  ::begins walking that direction::

Chief_Painter says:
::The painter kneels down and is looking in the paint boxes for Starfleet Unobtrussivo 1'. Found it, put it aside, took the cleaning stuff and started to clean the 50 yard leaked paint. For the whole day perhaps.::

Host Pat says:
Painter: Sorry, gotta get the ship working before the Pip Club gets too worked up.  Purring Cap'n is much easier to deal with, and his officers?  Forget it.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: smiles brightly and returns the wink, whistling as he pries open the door to the damaged shuttlecraft.  :: Drew: Much as it would make things easier.  Starfleet actually would want the debris to account for everything.  Not keeping track of spare parts is how you lads and lasses got into that whole fake Cherokee issue.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Nancy:  No, right there at that Viewscreen on the wall.  I need to see it too.

Host Ens-Drew says:
::nods and goes to the view screen and begins the playback::

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: wanders over to the Viewscreen after dusting himself off. ::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
::she follows::

Host Ens-Drew says:
ACTION:  The video plays back 2 crewmen who decided to take advantage of the mess.  The "Stooges" were not involved.

Chief_Painter says:
Pat: Bye Signaro, gooddebye. You are my preferito Signora in zthis shippe.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
:: looks at the two crewman. :: Tiernan/Drew: I know those lads.  Astrophysics department.  oooh.  Commander Hazzard is going to go into Breakfast mode again.

Host Pat says:
::Moves down the passage, clearing the debris so repair crews can fix things, but trying to figure out what a Signora is.::

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  Get me their names and I'll see to it that they clean this up.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Dawn:  It looks like it had been cleaned, but it also looks like some friends tried to take advantage of their situation.

Host Ens-Drew says:
Damato:  Would that be ballistic mode? ::grinning::  I want to hear it!  Might learn some new words.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Nancy:  Obviously.  I'll take care of it.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
Tiernan: Derrial Book and Hoban Washburn I think.  I'll have them come see you as soon as their shift is ended.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
Drew: No, anyone who knows the Commander would understand that Breakfast mode is something you avoid.

Lt_Dawn_Tiernan says:
Damato:  Good idea.  See to it that you do, I'll waiting.

TO_Ltjg_Damato says:
Drew: Now that my good names been cleared, what time will I be picking you up and what do you feel like having for dinner? :: gives her a boyish smile. ::

Host Ens-Drew says:
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