Mission Summary 11007.22

The USS Don Johnson is still in orbit around Betazed awaiting further orders.  Until then the crew have been granted shore leave.

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EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::throws a wrench at a nearby crewman:: Benson: Just, do it! ::goes back to working under his console::

aEO Benson says:
EO: Fine! We're getting towed anyway, relax!! ::walks away::

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
::sits in her chair but is getting ready to go on shore leave::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::sitting in his quarters, at his desk, cup of the now becoming more usual tea sitting next to his console, on which displays the full report from their last mission... or, rather, that to which his new clearance grants him access::

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::mutters something under his breath about the aEO needing to have been ejected with the core::

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::finishes tearing out an EPS relay and sits on the floor of the bridge by his console studying it::

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
*All Hands": All Hands, we have been granted a short shore leave, power down your stations and disembark at your leisure.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Lifts a brow and picks up the wrench to return it to its tool kit::  EO: Perhaps some time on the base would improve your... temper?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::hears the message from ten feet away:: CO: Skipper, you do mean that for all but the Engineering Department, right?

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::continues to scroll, nodding occasionally and taking an absent pull from his tea::

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: If you wish to stay here, fine, Lieutenant.  But I'd think you'd want a break, don't you?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::sighs:: CO: Well skipper, I suppose so, but there's still quite a bit of work to do, and I'm not comfortable turning over systems to a relief crew.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: patiently waits the engineer’s discussion with the captain, agreeing with her in this case.::

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
::raises an eyebrow:: EO: You don't trust your crew, Lieutenant?

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::finishing his tea, he gets up, deactivates the console, and moves to recycle the cup, before stepping across his living area towards the corridor::

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::stammers:: CO: No, no ma'am... But look at this. ::stands up and brings the damaged EPS relay and sits in the XOs chair showing the Captain::

Sha says:
 :: activates Arinoch's chime::

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: And you can't trust that to the relief crew?  You need to learn to trust, Lieutenant.

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
CO: I mean Captain, we trusted DS 102 with these repairs.  Some of the best engineers in Starfleet...

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: We've been through a lot since then,

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::raises an eyebrow as his chime goes off, about a half second before his presence triggers the door to open:: Sha: ::offers a very faint smirk:: Sometimes, I think you have the computer programmed to tell you when I'm off shift.

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
CO: True... ::looks back at the So`tsoh finally realizing he was being spoken to:: SO: Temper?  Did you think I’m in a bad mood, Commander?

Sha says:
TO:  I did not mean to intrude.  But we have been granted shore leave and you know mother in that area.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: humor briefly lit her eyes::  EO:  Yes... In my experience, that is usually why someone throws their tools around.

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::only inclines his head a degree, then glances briefly towards the ceiling:: Computer: Computer, current location of commander So'tsoh?

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
::smiles:: EO: See, you need to get away for a while.

Computer says:
TO: Commander So'tsoh, currently located on the bridge.

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::looks over at Benson and gives him the look of death:: SO: I see, yes, quite possible.  ::looks back over at the Captain:: CO: Yes ma'am, I'm ready to go then.  The replicators on Betazed will provide what I need.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
::smiles broadly:: EO: Good, SO: Commander, will you be joining us?

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
EO:  I completed the areas that I was asked to check over and repair as needed.  I have recalibrated the sensors to my standards.  When the CSO returns, he may recalibrate them to his preference.  As for the computer, the core is sound and needed no replacements.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Hands him a padd with the information and update.::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::laughs faintly, and just shakes his head:: Sha: She spent far less time on the bridge of a star ship when she was pretty much that star ship's first officer. Fortunately... ::he winks slightly:: I've known her far longer than that.

Sha says:
TO: Is she as you remember her?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::sighs and takes the padd setting down the power relay:: SO: Thank you Commander, that was extremely thorough of you.  You have undoubtedly saved us several hours of work, thank you.  The CEO will be very pleased.

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::moves to pass through the door and into the corridor, motioning the child along with him as he moves in the direction of a turbolift:: Sha: Let's find out.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Simply nods her head::

Sha says:
 :: follows, curious::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::calls a lift with one hand, and taps his badge with the other:: *SO*: Arinoch to So'tsoh.

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
CO: Skipper? Got any plans while we're down there?

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: lifts a brow at the familiar voice::  *TO*:  So'tsoh here.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: Just to relax, and hopefully not get cloned . . . again.  ::lets out a small chuckle::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::steps into the lift as it arrives, waits for Sha to enter behind him before manually requesting their destination:: *SO*: There is a matter needing your attention in transporter room 1, commander.

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::chuckles:: CO: All I can think of is goo piles everywhere... Man that was gross.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Hearing the captain::  CO:  Cloned?  One could imagine the work that could be completed with a clone.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: I know.  It was awful!

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Blinks::  *TO*:  There is?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
SO: We uhh... Yeah, we had a lot of clones walking about here lately, big clean up job.  CO/SO: I wonder if that's related to the faulty work done at DS102...

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
*SO*: There is.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
SO: True enough.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: I think our fake ambassador had something more to do with it than the faulty work at DS102

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Looks from one officer to the other, piecing together what they were talking about, having to do with a previous mission.::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::steps off the lift on the appropriate deck, and moves down the corridor with the child in tow, entering the aforementioned transporter room::

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
SO: I'm sorry, you weren't on board then.  You should have been briefed.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
CO:  Captain, if you will excuse me, I am needed in transporter room one.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
SO: Of course, Commander.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
CO:  My arrival did not constitute much time to get fully briefed.  :: with a nod of acknowledgement of her leaving, she turns and steps into a waiting lift.::

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Orders the lift to transporter room one.::  *TO*:  I am on my way.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
::whispers as she leaves:: EO: I'm guessing she's not much on shore leave.

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::chuckles:: CO: Neither am I. 

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::pats his uniform off:: Hedges: Make sure Benson finishes his work and cleans himself off.  CO: Should we go as well?

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: We can take the next lift. And yes, let's go.

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::nods and walks over to the TL hitting the call button::

aEO Hedges says:
EO: Aye. ::evil eyes Benson::

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
::walks with the EO::

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Steps off the lift, going through her mind what she could have forgotten and why it would be in transporter room one.::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::motions Sha to go ahead and get ready:: Sha: Fortunately for all three of us, I already had a spot prearranged. I was originally going to invite the two of you, but... this is so much more fitting.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: Now I want you to relax, Lieutenant, please.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: She enters the transporter room to see her son and Donavin.  Stopping, she lifts a brow.::

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::takes a deep breath:: CO: Yes ma'am. ::steps onto a TL as the doors open:: CO: It's difficult, I haven't always been an officer in Starfleet as you know.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
::steps into the 'lift:: EO: It wasn't an order.  But I know you'd rather be tinkering, or fixing a fried relay or whatever.  But it won't hurt to relax.

Sha says:
:: Standing on the padd, looks toward his mother.::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
SO: So nice of you to join us, commander. ::offers an arm, and a smirk:: I think you'll agree, particularly as your department likely hasn't had time to find you a corner to keep your usual assortment of pet projects, that now's as good a time as any to spend planet side.

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::narrows his eyes, just slightly, indicating fully that if he and her son had anything to say about it, she'd be planet side whether she agreed or not::

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::nods:: TL: Transporter Room One. CO: How about you Captain? Born with those pips? ::chuckles::

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Pauses, pretty much digging her heals::  TO:  Which is the very reason I should stay aboard and proceed with setting up the various projects I am working on.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
::chuckles with him:: EO: Nope, started out as an Ensign, just like everyone else!

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
SO: And you can't do that when we return because...?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::nods:: CO: How about a family?

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: Well, I am married to a man who was once an engineer on this very ship.  We started dating on a shore leave.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
TO:  I do not know when the CSO is returning.

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::raises both eyebrows:: CO: Oh! How interesting, I didn't know that.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: Yes, in fact he was the CEO.

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
SO: Which means you don't know when your request for the space you'll need will be approved. ::he pauses, and smirks:: And be honest. Were you in his position, you'd make damn sure nothing got approved in that department without your say so.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Lifts a brow::  TO:  Your logic would be valid if I were not temporarily his replacement, in which case, I do not need approval as the approval comes from me.

Sha says:
 :: steps off the lift and takes his mothers other hand, guiding her up onto the lift.::

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::steps off the TL on deck 5:: CO: Is he currently on board?  I don't recall an Engineer by the name of McPhee on the watch bill.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: Lifts a brow as she notes that she has been manipulated::

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: No he left quite some time ago.  We talk a lot, but rarely get together.  We need a long, long, long, shore leave for that.

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
SO: In which case, you can stand to take a couple days to yourself before you go approving your own requests. ::smirks as her son moves to provide escort service, and just winks:: Sadly, you no longer have a gamma shift watch I can take over for you. ::his mind returns to a conversation they had after another taxing mission:: Fortunately... we didn't need one.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
TO:  True as I am neither the first or second officer aboard this ship.  :: gives graciously, or as graciously as she can given how much she dislikes shore leave.::  Dare I ask what you have in mind?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::chuckles:: CO: Well... That's interesting.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
::Looks at her son who simply looks back at her with a matching lifted brow, only he also has a slight smile.::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::shrugs, and just glances at Sha:: SO: Fortunately, or not, as luck would have it... I don't get to take responsibility for this one.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: So I'm guessing either he taught Seamus all he knows, or Seamus out performed him.

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
TO:  You do not?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::chuckles:: CO: I understand you were also a Doctor before taking Command, no?

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: Doctor?  No, I was Flight Control Officer.

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::smirks, and casts a knowing look at Sha:: SO: Remember that initiative I once complemented him on?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::furrows his brow:: CO: Oh, I must be thinking of someone else... Did you say... Flight.. Control?

EO_LtJG_Garlingus says:
::swallows hard::

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: glances at her son and then back up at her friend::  TO:  Thankfully, much of those initiatives still need an adult backing to accomplish.

CO_Capt_Newell_McPhee says:
EO: I did.  Before that I was a Tactical Officer on the Apache.

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::just gives her an innocent little look, and whistles::

TO_Lt_Arinoch says:
::still smirking, he nods to the transporter chief, who initiates transport, depositing the trio at the front of a quiet little resort::

SO_LtCmd_So`tsoh says:
:: simply shakes her head and looks at the transporter chief, the epitome of a martyr... assuming Vulcans could show such an emotion.::

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