Host SMDrew says:
ARC 19 - Only the Good Die Young - Mission 3 - SD: 11701.17
Host SMDrew says:
Summary: Time has passed and the crew have settled into their VIP suites or remained on the Claymore.  Shopping, strange new cuisines, and sites aboard the station fill the corridors of the Claymore. For some the station is a new sight and well deserved time off the ship.  For others it's a chance to relive old memories.
Host SMDrew says:
****************** Resume Mission **********************
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Slouches back into the very comfortable couch a bit, feeling quite exhausted though interested in his conversation with the captain::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::the moment the Claymore docked, Williams made quick work of separating himself from ship and crew - finding a relatively out of the way part of the station in which to spend time when he wasn't in his quarters - and, given he was in his quarters as sparingly as possible...::
MO_LtJG_Stevens says:
:;steps onto the station and looks around at all it has to offer::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Standing at the cart vendor, in conversation with van Kampen as she looks over the items on the cart::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Sits comfortably in the chair.::  XO: Where were we...  Perhaps you would like another glass of cider as we continue?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  That would be excellent, thank you.  ::Hands his glass back to her::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: I think we should probably invite Mr. Hawk to join us to get his input, as well.
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
@*CO*: Captain, this is Hawk.  I wonder if I might have a word with you?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Glances around the deck once more, before looking back to van Kampen:: MO1: Any plans for this shore leave?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
<MO1_LtJG_van Kampen>  CMO:  Other than dodging Jeff, no.  ::Picks up a figurine, half-frowning while looking it over::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
@::hangs his uniform up, lest it become part of a mountain of random clothing::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Leans forward, taking the glass, and stands, going back over to the kitchen.  Fills Damrok's glass with more cider.  Picks up the bottle and takes it into the living area, setting it on the table near them.  She pours some more for herself as well.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Hears the comm, raises an eyebrow::  XO: Speaking of....  ::smiles slightly::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::briefly tries to recall if he'd heard anything on this place prior to showing up here, decides it's relatively unimportant, and puts the thought to one side while he pokes around for potential places of interest - or, more likely, to create interest::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  That would be good.  ::Nods once and accepts the refilled glass::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
@::hears the clink of the hanger on the bar inside his closet, and closes the door, unsure of what to do with himself::
MO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::steps into the promenade and stats walking down, looking at what the carts have to offer::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
*CAG*: T'Shara here, Mr. Hawk.  Aye, please join us in my suite on the station.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods slightly and takes a seat back in the chair.  Picks up her glass and takes a drink.::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
@*CO*: Thank you, Captain.  On my way.   ::Leaves his quarters onboard and heads for the station at a trot::
Gladwyn says:
:: Impatiently waiting for her uncle::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO: We can give Mr. Hawk the news about racing, as well as possibly get his thoughts on using the Jarrow or Okanagan.
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
@::approaches the mirror, studying, for a moment, the brown leather jacket, one he wears infrequently::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Smiles, glancing over her shoulder briefly:: MO1: Well, for what it's worth, I'd suggest sticking to the upper four levels of the promenade. This place is significantly improved, but it's still...seedy.  ::Smiles a bit::  
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  Indeed.  ::Takes a sip of his drink::  I will, of course, defer to you in any event.
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::pauses to catch a piece or two of passing conversation, then continues - paying more mind to what he's passing than an ultimate destination, of which he almost appears to have none::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
@::decides it's good enough, and departs his quarters, heading for the station::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
<MO1_LtJG_van Kampen>  ::Shrugs as he puts the figurine back::  CMO:  Eh.  They don't make a kind of trouble I haven't been in.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Takes another sip of her drink::  XO: Thank you, but as always I want your input, Commander.
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Enters the stations VIP quarters area and follows the signs to the captain’s quarters.  Stops for a moment to straighten his clothes and sort of brush his hair out of his eyes, then buzzes for entrance.::
Gladwyn says:
:: sitting in her room on the station that was so big she could almost fly around in it, she sighs.  He forgot her.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Turns her head:: MO1: Have you had dinner yet?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Sits up a bit, shifting his glass to his left hand::
Host SMDrew says:
<VIP Suite Computer> CO:  Ma'am, you have a guest at the door.  Shall I let him in?
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::somehow ends up near the station's promenade, pauses, scans the area almost out of habit, then decides he's come this far, casually strolls through::
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
::Half-sitting near the cold lake, she watches the image of the sun setting being reflected back in golds and reds.::
Gladwyn says:
:: flops back on the bed with a loud sigh::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::In the holosuite in their quarters, leaning against a rock feeling the cool breeze coming off the cold mountain lake.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Sits up, looks up at the voice and glances at Damrok::  XO: Interesting.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
Outloud: Aye, please.
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
@::enters the turbolift:: Turbolift: The nearest airlock
Host SMDrew says:
ACTION: The door opens for Captain Hawk.
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
CNS: Imagine if everyone had their own holosuite.  I wonder if hominid life would slowly vanish as people lost themselves in worlds of their desire.
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
@::listens for a moment to the immediate hum of the turbolift, wondering why today he is hearing it; he can't remember the last time it was noteworthy or audible to him::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Raises an eyebrow slightly at the computer concierge, but just tilts his head slightly and takes a sip of his drink instead::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Surprised not to see someone standing there, walks into the room.  Takes note of the XO as well:: CO/XO:  Captain, XO.  Enjoying your time off?
OPS_LtJG_Kendal says:
::seated in the suite, the luxurious suite forgotten as he sits on the edge of a seat, his fingers moving over the controls to one of the terminals.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Smiles.::  CSO:  I've read a number of old earth novels that explored that exact idea.  It usually didn't turn out well, though better than earlier forms of video entertainment, I guess.
Gladwyn says:
:: bangs her head a couple of times on the nice soft bed in frustration.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
<MO1_LtJG_van Kampen>  CMO:  Nope.  ::Still lingering over the merchandise::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CAG:  Yes, so far.  And you?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Mr. Hawk.  So far.
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
:: turns to look at him::  CNS:  Oh?  How did they end?  Beyond extinction of ones species that is.
MO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::stops and looks at some rare wood in a cart before continuing towards her quarters::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Please, make yourself comfortable.  ::stands::  Would you like something to drink?  Commander Damrok brought over an excellent plum cider.
Gladwyn says:
:: mutters:: Fine... I do not need him.  He can pretend something to mom later.  :: slips out of bed and changes clothes.::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::notes the presence of this or that vendor, ignores the lot - he's here because his ride is, and moves to lose himself in a small clustering of people::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
CSO: Most ended with some ray of hope, a group of people reentering the real world after spending most of it in a fictional one, but usually after the downfall of most of the rest of the civilization.
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
@::wanders out of the turbolift towards the airlock, not in any particular hurry::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Grins::  XO:  Well, since you asked...   ::begins excitedly::   CO/XO:  I've heard about a race...  a race we could enter.  It's a big deal here, best pilots for sectors aro....  ::Stops::  What?  Oh, thank you.  ::Sits down::  Cider would be excellent, thank you.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Only smiles, taking another sip of his drink as he sinks back into the couch again::
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
CNS:  Ahhh... so they think the same way as I.  Hmmm.... :: looks back at the sun setting quickly in the mountain region::  I still would not mind one of these in our quarters.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Leans one direction a bit, then gestures at a stand across the level:: MO1: If I remember right, that place over there sells the most amazing assortment of deep-fried, a-physician-should-never-be-caught-dead-eating goods. I have a few errands to run, but if you're interested, we could get a bite there in...perhaps half an hour?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods and walks over to the kitchen::  Outloud: Aye, we've heard about the race....   ::opening the cabinet, she grabs another glass.::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Taken aback::  CO:  You have?  ::Looks a little stunned::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
@::nods to the man at the airlock on his way into the station::
Gladwyn says:
:: Wearing something much more comfortable, she opens the bedroom door and looks out toward the holosuite.  The light was still on.  Quietly she slips out as the door closes behind her and moves toward the exit door.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Smiles slightly as she comes back around the corner into the living area, sits the glass on the table and picks up the bottle, pouring some cider.  Glances at Damrok::  CAG: Aye, we have.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Hands him the glass and sits back down into her chair, taking her glass into her hand.::  CAG: What are the status of the Jarrow and the Okanagan?
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
CSO:  It would definitely help us relax, think we could get one installed for say...medical reasons?  ::Grins::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::She sits back and takes a sip of her drink::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
<MO1_LtJG_van Kampen>  CMO:  Sounds up my alley.  ::Turns and points::  That place, over there?
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
CO:  Of the two, the Jarrow is in slightly better shape.  I've drawn up a work plan, we could have her operational in time...  barely.  ::Pauses::  Ummm...  have you also heard all the rules?
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::flashes back and forth between well-lit establishments, avoiding the glances and glares of other people milling about::
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
CNS:  Somehow, I do not think that would go over.  Not to mention, one of us is not as rich as Ferengi.
Host Tandus says:
::Watches....::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: We're supposed to get a full copy of the rules if we decide to join.   Britec has offered a spot for us.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Shrugs.::  CSO:  Well, there is that.  Guess we will have to make the most of this one while we can.
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::continues walking, noting the look of some of the places just to keep his bearings straight::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Nods:: MO1: That's the one! Just watch your wallet. ::Smiles:: I'll see you soon. ::Hands over a small amount of latinum she procured from seemingly nowhere, and accepts her bagged figurine::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
CO:  Really?!?  No 100 brick latinum entry fee??
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: The Jarrow was the most logical choice, I thought, but I wanted to get your opinion.
Gladwyn says:
:: As the doors open she looks back again at the holosuite for a moment.  One part of her says stay until her uncle remembered to come get her.  One part did not want to interrupt them as they had so little time together.  And then there was the other part... after all, she was a young adult.  At least that was what they kept telling her.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
<MO1_LtJG_van Kampen>  CMO:  See you soon, then.  ::Smiles and nods to her, then heads off down the corridor, further into this particular shopping district::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Nods along, just listening at this point::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::skims an eye over the inventory of a nearby vendor, dismisses it with an idle shrug, then makes a turn to head for the promenade's far side::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Smiles at Damrok and then back to Hawk::  CAG: Aye, he's waving the entrance fee; however, he thinks someone may be sabotaging the other racers.  While you’re involved in the race, the rest of us are going to be trying to figure out if we can keep things from falling apart.  Britec has suggested that if station security interferes, there could be issues.  He also suggested that if the validity of the race is compromised, it could jeopardize the stability of the area.
Gladwyn says:
:: As she slips out the doors close behind her.  She heads for the nearest lift and stands staring at it with no idea where to go.::  Hmmm....
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Takes a sip of her drink, crossing her left leg over her right::
MO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::steps off the main promenade and heads for a lift::
Gladwyn says:
:: As the lift doors open she steps in.  As the computer asks her were to go, she pauses a moment::  CPU:  Ummm... take me to the hangar?
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
CO:  That's awesome!  I mean, not the sabotage stuff... but.... ::Shakes his head::  Okay.  ::Starts ticking off on his fingers::  One pilot and one companion.  Race is about forty billion kilometers long with five rest stops.  No warp, no weapons, impulse only.  We have two days to officially enter; once entered, the Jarrow must be moved to their hangar. We can work on it there.  ::Pauses and looks to them both.::  I do have a request for co-pilot....
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::sees something that looks like a bar and decides to give it a shot, veering off to the left and narrowly avoiding some frightening looking creatures in the process:: 
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
XO/CAG: The issue is, how are we going to get it to the station hangar?
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
:: As the sun fully sets, the stars seem to jump out at them.  She moves to cuddle next to him.::  CNS:  What about spending the night in here?
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::shrugs::  CO:  We can tow it if need be.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Raises an eyebrow::  CAG: Aye, with worker bees.....
Gladwyn says:
:: As the lift comes to a stop and the doors open, she steps off looking around.  And frowns.  This place did not seem to look like the rest of the station... or at least not where she had been so far.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: What is your request, Mr. Hawk?  We actually had already thought of someone to co-pilot.
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::comes across a small restaurant bar type thing, figures he may as well, and steps inside::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Grins as he wraps his arm around her.::  CSO:  I'd be fine with that though we'll need to add some camping gear at least, not sure I want to sleep on a rock all night.
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Speaking more slowly...   not wanting to put his foot in his mouth, again... still::  CO:  I understand.  The most logical choice would seem the XO or perhaps Mr. Williams or Commander Davis.  And while each of them are qualified pilots and have engineering skills, frankly, I don't need a co-pilot.  What I may need is a doctor.  I'd like to request Commander Raeyld as co-pilot.  She flies like I perform surgery...  but she does medical like I fly.  The odds of that need arising over a race of this distance and with the possibility of nefarious action are high.  ::Hesitates::  I have a more personal reason for asking as well.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::With van Kampen now headed off on his own, she browses in the opposite direction, pausing at another cart, before she turns toward a darker corridor, as if in search of some restroom facilities::
Host Tandus says:
::Watches and follows off in the shadows.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
:Raises an eyebrow and tilts her head::
OPS_LtJG_Kendal says:
::satisfied finally that his project is complete, he sits back in the chair, then nods slightly before standing and moving out of the room. He straightens his jacket slightly as he heads for the lift station.::
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
CNS: Ok, I can go with that.  Just a sleeping bag or one of those air mattresses?  :: looks to the right::  What about a campfire?  And those puffy things your family likes to roast over them?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Scratches the back of his neck a moment, a little surprised, but just looks again to T'Shara::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::circles the restaurant, finds a table and seats himself facing the door, though the casual folding of his hands seems more habitual than anything else.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Looks to Damrok at the request and listens::
Gladwyn says:
:: As the doors snap behind her, she jumps slightly before moving just off to the side.  They really needed to get better lighting.::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::takes a seat, looking around curiously::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
CO/XO:  I haven't forgotten the attack by the Cabowee.  They haven't been around for a while, but they could come back.  ::Quietly::  If so, I'll need help.  From someone that can provide medical assistance and someone who understands.  ::More confidently::  Finally, she has some limited experience with this area.
Host Tandus says:
::Moves in closer, but still out of sight.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
CSO:  Marshmallows.  I think we can work that out.  Computer:  Control panel.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Works her way down the corridor, taking a left, letting the hum of the promenade crowd fade behind her::
MO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::steps into a lift::TL:VIP Quarters
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
:: smiles and listens and enjoys.  These moments were too few.::
Host Tandus says:
::Drifts down the corridor.  He was close enough to smell her hair...::
Gladwyn says:
:: Taking a deep breath, she slowly begins to wander around, keeping her distance as much as she could while she looked for the hangar, and hopefully her uncle.::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::from a pocket, he produces a PADD, which he flips on and idly scrolls through briefly, pausing to make a small adjustment to this or that before pocketing it and watching, listening::
CEO_Cmdr_Davis says:
::the seat being much more comfortable than he anticipated, he leans back, just watching traffic outside for the time being::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Continues walking without looking around, but gradually slows her steps, mentally paying close attention to the sounds she's hearing, and how they respond to her own steps::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Finally pauses::
Gladwyn says:
:: muttering under her breath, a habit she picked up from her mother when she was annoyed or frustrated, she works on reading the different signs.::
Host Tandus says:
ACTION:  A cold breeze from nowhere passes through Raeyld as she stops.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Takes a sip of her drink::  CAG: Thank you, Hawk, for your input and suggestions.  You make some logical points.  With that in mind...  ::glances at Damrok and then to Hawk::  I see no reason not to let Raeyld be your co-pilot.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Taps in the parameters for an air mattress and an oversized sleeping bag, a bag of marshmallows, and some sticks and setup for a fire.  He always enjoyed building his own fire, even a virtual one.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Nods::  CO/CAG:  No objection from me.  ::Takes a few sips of his drink, looks at the glass a moment, then finishes it::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Motionless a moment, then speaks softly:: Impressive.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: We'll inform Britec that you will be taking the Jarrow over immediately.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Tilts his head slightly::  CAG:  Have you...actually asked her, yet?
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Stands::  CO/XO:  Thank you.
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
:: looks at the pile of wood::  CNS: Ummm... I think you forgot something.  :: gets up to get the air mattress and sleeping bag.::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Grimaces slightly::  XO:  Ummm...  no.  One impossible mission at a time.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Smiles::  CAG:  Understood.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::considers browsing in the general direction of the hangar, just on the off chance he can slip aboard some conveniently located shuttle destined in the approximate vicinity of Federation space, and decides broaching such a subject in this place at this time would very probably prove to be fatal... at least without an impressive amount of latinum, most of which... was... back in Federation space::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Captain, one thing we may be here to solve the missing pilots but Starfleet honor is at stake.  If you’re going to fly this make sure you win.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Quietly:: Were you waiting for anything in particular?
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::Moving down the corridor of the red light area he spots someone ahead who seems lost.  Slowing down he watches carefully, many people down here you didn't want to startle.::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
CO:  Captain, I am, of course, doing this race strictly for professional reasons and for my continued growth as a pilot and a leader.  But...  if per chance, it's the smallest amount of fun...  ::grins::  What's a boy to do?
Host Tandus says:
::Whispers in her ear.::  CMO:  I thought today was going to be another boring day....  And yet...  ::Another cold breeze passes past Raeyld.::
Gladwyn says:
:: As usual, there was one advantage of being so short, most people did not seem to see her.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Sits forward and sets his glass down on the coffee table, folding his hands in his lap::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::continues to watch the door without actually watching the door, as though simply waiting - though for what is anyone's guess, probably including his, but he never was all that good at shore leave::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
CSO:  You're right.  ::Taps another couple buttons, adding a small book of matches.::  There, that should do it.
Gladwyn says:
:: as they ignored her, she just kept moving, frowning.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Without turning around, although this time a chill does pass imperceptibly down her spine:: Tandus: I'm here now.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Smiles::  CAG: If that is the story you are telling, Captain.  But, I think all of us here know....
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
CO/XO:  If there is nothing else, I have a lot of work to do.  ::Stands and looks questioningly at them::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Tilts her head:: Tandus: I suppose it's time for things to get interesting.
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
:: looks at the matches and laughs::  CNS:  And here I thought you were going to use the ancient way, though I was not planning on sharing my hair.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Nods::  CAG: I don't think there is anything else Captain.  Keep us posted on your progress.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CAG:  Of course.  Make whatever arrangements necessary to secure the Jarrow for transport, and send me the report.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::Notices the wings and when she glanced around the youthful look.  She did not seem to belong down here.  He moved a bit closer.::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
CAG: Are you going to let Raeyld know next?  And good luck
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Nods::  CO/XO:  Understood.  ::Pauses at the door::  I will contact Commander Raeyld.  And both of you...  ::grins::  Thanks!  ::Turns and heads out::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
CSO:  Well, I could if you wanted, but I'm not that much of a purist.
Host Tandus says:
::Appears from out of the shadow near the wall across from Raeyld.::  CMO:  I didn't believe it.  I had to see myself.
Host Tandus says:
CMO:  It has been a long time, and you have grown up.
MO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::steps out of the turbolift and toward her quarters::
Gladwyn says:
:: Catching something in the corner of her eye, she turns slightly to find someone closer then she liked near her.  She frowns.::
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::decides, half-jokingly, that idle periods like this were what contributed to the eventual insanity of some former intelligence agents, then decides it was more likely they were already there::
CAG_Capt_Hawk says:
::Starts to comm Raeyld, then decides it would better to talk in person.  Heads for her assigned VIP quarters::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  Well.  Not quite the outcome I'd expected.  ::Turns slightly in his seat to face her::  Do you think she'll accept?
OPS_LtJG_Kendal says:
::moves through the promenade, not quite looking at the stalls.::
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
:: lies down on the air mattress.::  CNS:  A good thing for me.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Turns slightly, taking the last sip of her drink and sitting it down.::  XO: That is a question in itself.  Knowing Raeyld it is hard to say.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Feels the blood rush past her ears momentarily as she places Tandus and his...history...the stories...the certainties, but maintains her calm exterior:: Tandus: Time has a way of doing that to us all. ::Tilts her body slightly forward in a semi-bow:: Interested to make your formal acquaintance, I suppose.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::Smiles as he quickly sets up the fire and strikes a match setting it in the kindling.  The fire catching quickly.::
Gladwyn says:
:: She slowly looks upward with a frown as he is very tall, especially compared to her.  It was times like this she missed her own people.  She would not have stuck out so much.  Her eyes come to his face.  Human and... maybe young.  She just watches him quietly.::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket> ::Flashes a quick smile.::  Gladwyn::  You seem a bit lost.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
CO:  Hm.  ::After a pause, clasps his hands together and sits further forward::  Well, I would hate to keep you any longer.  I should probably be going.
Host Tandus says:
CMO:  Yes.  You were a child the last I saw you.  You have your mother’s eyes.  ::Smiles and returns the bow.::  Still chasing the wretched masses?
Gladwyn says:
Crocket:  As I have yet to find where I want to go, I am not lost yet.
FCO_LtJG_Williams says:
::gets up, then moves back into the promenade proper, continuing to casually browse and observe::
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
<Crocket>::Grins at her response.::  Gladwyn:  Well then, perhaps I can help you find where  you want to go?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Stands.::  XO:  It was a good talk, Commander.  It's not often we have this kind of time to logically think things out.  ::Finishes her glass of cider.::  And thank you again for the cider.
MO_LtJG_Stevens says:
::steps into her quarters and flops onto the bed:: Computer: Lights, please.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
Tandus: After a fashion. Still-- ::Presses her lips together, cutting off the phrase, "Culling the masses," suddenly put to mind of the last time she spoke cuttingly, and the resultant conflict with Avilon Vell::--keeping busy, I suppose? ::She continues smoothly:: Though I'm curious as to how I've garnered your curiosity. Surely others have grown through the years?
CSO_Cmd_Senn says:
:: watching the flames slowly move along the wood, waiting for them to dance.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Stands as well::  CO:  You're quite welcome.  I had a very nice time.  ::Smiles::  Perhaps we could meet for lunch before shoreleave is over?
Gladwyn says:
Crocket:  The hangar.  My uncle said he was going to go there.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
::Walks Damrok to the door.::  XO:  I would enjoy that, Commander.  Let me know when you have some time.
CNS_LtCmdr_Foster says:
::As the fire catches he puts a few larger logs on the flames, then finds two good roasting sticks and moves back sitting on the air mattress next to Eris.::
Gladwyn says:
:: mutters under her breath about him forgetting her.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Moves to the door and begins to exit::  CO:  I will.  Have a good night.  ::Nods once, then exits and makes his way back down the corridor toward his quarters::
Host Tandus says:
::Nods.::  CMO:  Grown yes, but not very many visit or should I say come back to old haunts.  ::Slips almost silently to the wall next to Raeyld.::
Host Tandus says:
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