USS Apache - 10501.14

The USS Apache is about to set off in pursuit of a thief who has seemingly stolen a prized heirloom....

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Host CO_Storal says:
::sitting in his ready room sifting through several PADDS::

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
::seated at the helm, waiting... as the fleeing ship continues away...::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: at the tactical console on the bridge ::

MO_Turok says:
::Waiting for the CMO outside the CO's ready room::

CMO_Powers says:
::in the TL on his way to the CO's ready room:: Self: What have we done now?

XO_Naegle says:
::on the bridge as we set off for the Crab Nebula::

Sec  Abbott says:
::heads onto the bridge and heads for the CTO:: CTO: Here is my security report, Sir.

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
::he turns around, looking at the XO:: XO: Completely silent, ma'am... are we sure we'll find something in the nebula?

CMO_Powers says:
::exits the TL and heads over to the ready room:: MO: Can you think of anything we did?

CSO_Tyler says:
::sitting on the bridge, running long range scans of the area::

CNS_Solaa says:
::sitting on the bridge in her chair::

MO_Turok says:
CMO: Not you sir, just me.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: takes the report:: Sec Abbott: Thank you, your accuracy is impressive as usual

XO_Naegle says:
FCO: That's what we're here to find out, Commander.  I hope we can get this mission over with in a hurry without any loss of life, myself.

ACTION: Very small blips of energy appear and disappear on the long range sensors.

CMO_Powers says:
MO: Oh, well as long as it wasn't me.

Sec  Abbott says:
::huffs up her chest with pride and gives a quick nod:: CTO: Thank you Sir. Is there anything else you needed me for?

CMO_Powers says:
MO: After you.

MO_Turok says:
CMO: No it was me that let his family get assimilated.

Bria Pelham says:
@::slams her fist on the console:: Computer: Faster, faster! We have to get out of here now!

MO_Turok says:
CMO: Yes sir. ::Enters the ready room::

CMO_Powers says:
::enters the ready room:: CO: You wanted to see us sir?

CTO_Grey-feather says:
Sec Abbott: Yes there is.  Our destination is near the Breen border.  I want security posted at all critical areas of the ship

Host CO_Storal says:
::sets the PADD down and looks up:: CMO/MO: Yes I did. Please have a seat.

CSO_Tyler says:
::looks to see what he's picking up:: Self: Odd...

Sec  Abbott says:
::nods:: CTO: I'll get my top officers on it right away Sir.

CMO_Powers says:
::sits down uneasily::

MO_Turok says:
::waits for the CMO to sit, then follows::

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
::sighs:: XO: Well, in any case, we're still quite far from the Crab nebula. ETA... oh, 12 hours or so. This will be some voyage.

Host CO_Storal says:
::Looks at his officers:: CMO/MO: Relax, you didn’t do anything wrong.

CSO_Tyler says:
XO: Commander, I'm picking up some strange readings on long-range sensors.  I'll keep an eye out, but I believe we're too far out to tell for sure what it is. It could just be interference. ::begins to run a level 4 diagnostic on the sensors::

Computer says:
@Bria: Warning... increasing speed is not recommended, as it will cause a serious drain on ship's resources... That means, nothing doing.

CMO_Powers says:
::breathes a sigh of relief and sits more comfortably::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
Sec Abbott: Very good.   And D'Layna you brought much glory to your name during our last mission I am told...Q'Apla

XO_Naegle says:
FCO: Twelve hours, you say?  Thank you, Commander.

XO_Naegle says:
CSO: Keep an eye on it., Mr. Tyler.

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: Counselor.  How about you and I going to have a little talk with Mr. Biaz.  We need to find out what this artifact is.

Bria Pelham says:
@Computer: Do it anyways! Otherwise, I'm going to rip you apart and do it manually, your choice! ::sighs, and leans back against her chair as the ship struggles to speed up... minutes before everything starts fizzling...::

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Aye sir.

Host CO_Storal says:
CMO/MO:I just wanted to commend you Dr. Powers on an excellent MO you have. I appreciate what you and your staff did in trying to save my family. What happened wasn’t your fault. I do not place any blame or hold any ill will towards you.

XO_Naegle says:
FCO: Commander, you have the Conn. ::rises from her chair and waits for the counselor to follow::

Sec  Abbott says:
::pauses before turning toward the turbolift doors:: CTO: Thank you Sir. I am honoured with your compliment.

Host CO_Storal says:
MO: You did the best you could with what you had to work with.

CNS_Solaa says:
::stands up and follows the XO::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: grins ::

ACTION: A ship is detected suddenly appearing on sensors, as her power grid begins to fail... the ship tumbles out of warp.

MO_Turok says:
CO: You my not sir, but I do sir. I wish it could be me instead sir.

CSO_Tyler says:
XO/FCO: Sir, a ship just lost power and dropped out of warp in front of us!

CSO_Tyler says:
::runs scans to determine the kind of vessel and it's distance::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: checks his display :: XO: Confirmed

Computer says:
@ Bria: See, what did I tell you? Our sensor scrambler has failed, and your precious warp core has fizzled!

CSO_Tyler says:
FCO: Sir, it's approximately 0.5 light years away, still trying to match it to the database.

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
::suddenly sits up:: XO: Aye, ma'am, the ship is roughly 0.5 light years away. Shall I pursue?

Host Sec  Abbott says:
::turns on her heel and exits the bridge into the turbolift:: *Sec Teams*: This is D'Layna Abbott to Sec team 1, please rendezvous with me in cargo bay 1. Abbott Out.

Host CO_Storal says:
MO:I realize that, and it will take some time for you to get over what happened. Those feelings prove what a good physician you are.

MO_Turok says:
CO: I am forever your servant sir, and I will follow you anywhere if we get any chance at all to retrieve your family sir.

Bria Pelham says:
@::screams:: Self: No, no, no, no, no, you piece of junk, who said you could do this? I have to get away now!!! ::sighs, as the ship comes to a full stop.::

MO_Turok says:
CO: I will never get over it sir, I may learn to live with it, but never over sir.

Host CO_Storal says:
::holds up his hand in protest:: MO: I know that Turok, and I appreciate. But my family is dead. No grief or guilt will bring them back.

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
*CO*: Captain, the ship has just dropped out of warp, it's about 0.5 light years away from us. We will arrive quite shortly.

Host CO_Storal says:
*FCO*:Acknowledged Im on my way.

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Um... where is this guy?

Host Sec  Abbott says:
::stops the lift on the right deck and heads down the hallway toward Cargo bay 1::

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: I believe he has been assigned guest quarters, if I'm not mistaken.

CMO_Powers says:
MO: You'll have many patients die on you in your career. You never get over them, if you did you wouldn't be right.

Host CO_Storal says:
CMO/MO: That is all gentlemen. Once again I thank you both. You are a valuable asset to this ship and crew. Dismissed.

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
CSO: ... It IS the ship we're pursuing, right?

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: Okay. Let's go before he has a panic attack.

ACTION: The Apache arrives at the fleeing vessel's location.

MO_Turok says:
CO: Thank you sir. ::Follows the CMO::

CMO_Powers says:
CO: Thank you sir. ::leaves the ready room::

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: I agree, come on. ::smiles::

Host CO_Storal says:
::stands up and exits his room:: XO:What have you got for me Commander?

MO_Turok says:
::After leaving the ready room:: CMO: I realize that others will die, but this was different for me sir.

CNS_Solaa says:
::starts to walk to the TL door but spots the Captain:: CO: We're going to check on Mr. I-got-an-artifact-stolen-from-me.

CNS_Solaa says:
::grins::

CMO_Powers says:
MO: How's that then?

Host CO_Storal says:
CNS: Very well. Keep me posted.

XO_Naegle says:
CO: The ship is point 5 light years away.  The counselor and I were just on our way to check on Mr. Biaz.

CNS_Solaa says:
CO: Aye, sir! ::walks to the TL and beckons for the XO to follow::

Jonah Biaz says:
::paces in his quarters, nearly knocking over a chair every time he walks past...::

CSO_Tyler says:
FCO/CO/XO: The ship is close to the size of a Defiant, however... this is odd.. it almost looks like they're using some kind of a phasing or cloaking device.. they're flickering.

CMO_Powers says:
::jumps in the TL with the XO and CNS:: CNS: Going down?

Computer says:
@ Bria: Well, they're here now... no way out. Oh, and look, our holographic emitters are dropping too. Rough!

XO_Naegle says:
::follows the CNS:: CNS: Mr. I-got-an-artifact-stolen-from-me?  ::smiles, then chuckles::

Host CO_Storal says:
::nods to the XO:: CSO: Life signs?

MO_Turok says:
CMO: Those kids weren't sick, ill or dying. They were just ripped from us for no reason, to live a non existence.

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: Oh, hi, John! Yep. We're going to check on--- ::turns to the XO:: XO: What's his name?

ACTION: The holographic emitters on the vessel drop completely... revealing a tiny pathetic bit of a ship, smaller than a Runabout...

Sec  Abbott says:
::marches into the cargo bay at the teams that are standing there waiting for her:: Sec Teams: The CTO has asked that since we are heading into Breen space, that all access points be covered by security, I want each of you to man every vantage point in rotating teams of two on the hour. Got it?

Host CO_Storal says:
FCO: Open a channel.

CMO_Powers says:
CNS/XO: The thief?

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: Mr. Biaz.

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
CO: Aye, sir. ::accesses his panel:: Channel open, sir.

CNS_Solaa says:
MO: Oh, and Turok... I'm concerned for you. You're welcome to come see me anytime. Actually, I'm encouraging you to come see me in my office. ::smiles::

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: Yeah, we're going to see him. He's probably sick with worry and about to spaz out.

ACTION: The viewscreen is activated, and an image of a woman, disheveled hair, appears.

Host CO_Storal says:
COM: Bria: This is Capt. Storal of the USS Apache. You are hereby ordered to power down and prepare to be boarded.

Host CO_Storal says:
CTO: Lock a tractor beam on the ship.

CMO_Powers says:
MO: I know just the thing to get your mind off it... making sure we got all the supplies I asked for from the starbase.

XO_Naegle says:
CMO/MO: I'm concerned about both of you.  John, you've been with this ship as long as I have.  We've seen comrades come and go, but never assimilated like that.  I want you both to set up an appointment with the counseling office.

CNS_Solaa says:
MO/CMO: Group session!

Bria Pelham says:
::rolls her eyes:: CO: As you can see, I have no more power. You want to board my ship? Fine, an away team of one couldn't fit in here. ::sighs:: Go ahead, just beam me out of this worthless thing. ::sneers at the computer core::

CMO_Powers says:
XO: Aye sir.

MO_Turok says:
XO: Yes sir.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: activates tractor beam emitters:: CO: With pleasure sir

XO_Naegle says:
CMO/MO/CNS: Now that we've got that settled.  Let's go check out this Biaz guy.

CSO_Tyler says:
CO: Sir, just the one life sign. The ship's lost its emitters; it's actually about the size of a runabout.

CNS_Solaa says:
::pats Turok on the arm:: MO: It'll be okay...

Host CO_Storal says:
CTO: Tractor the ship into Shuttle bay two, and have a security team to meet our guests.

CNS_Solaa says:
MO/CMO: Yeah... we might need you to sedate him...

MO_Turok says:
CNS: I hope it will.

Host Sec  Abbott says:
:;watches her teams as they nod readily:: Sec Teams: Now move out!

Bria Pelham says:
@ ::grumbles, as the tractor beam is locked on... she picks the object out of her pocket, and fondles it:: Sigh.

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: I haven't got any hypos on me. I can still knock him out if needed though. ::rubs his punching fist::

Host CO_Storal says:
COM: Bria: I see your point. Storal out.

CNS_Solaa says:
::flashes Turok a reassuring grin:: MO: Life goes on. And so does the Apache.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: maneuvers the ship into the shuttle bay :: *Sec Abbott*: We are bringing a ship into shuttle bay two, I want an armed patrol to meet the ship.  Be careful the occupant is sneaky

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: Yeah, uh-huh... ::pinches his arm:: Weakling. ::smirks::

MO_Turok says:
::Wonders how it will go on for the CO's children:: CNS: I suppose you are right Ryn.

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
::turns around:: CO: Captain, assuming she still has the heirloom in her possession, she may be... well, desperate. A security team may not be enough, you might have to be present to talk her out of... doing anything rash.

Sec  Abbott says:
::sneers to herself:: *CTO*: I will take care of it personally, Sir. Abbott out.... ::grabs two of her security members as they leave the Cargo bay:: Sec 1 & 2: You two... you're with me... let's move... ::heads for the Shuttlebay::

Host CO_Storal says:
FCO: Continue on course to Mr. Biaz' homeworld, Also notify Admiral Miller that we have apprehended the suspect.

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: I'll have you know, I've defeated three Klingons at once single handed.

XO_Naegle says:
::Exits the turbolift at the correct deck:: CNS/CMO/MO: Come on guys, let's go see Mr. Biaz.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::enters the bridge through a side turbolift and quickly takes Ops::

CNS_Solaa says:
MO: I'm a psychologist. Theoretically, I'm always right.

ACTION: With a loud clang and shudder, the vessel is settled into the shuttlebay.

CNS_Solaa says:
::exits the TL::

CMO_Powers says:
::follows the XO::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
CO: Sir Abbot is on her way with a detail to meet the ship

MO_Turok says:
::Follows the XO::

XO_Naegle says:
::walks over to the quarters assigned to Mr. Biaz and rings the chimes::

Host CO_Storal says:
FCO:Agreed Baran. You have the con.  ::nods to the CTO:: CTO: Acknowledged. Notify her that I am on my way.

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
CO: Aye, sir. ::plots a course and sends them rushing back towards Biaz' homeworld:: On our way back. And, I shall notify the Admiral immediately.

Host CO_Storal says:
::walks over and enters the TL::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: closes the bay doors and repressurizes the bay :: CO: Yes sir.  *Sec Abbott*: The captain is on his way to your position

OPS_Ryushi says:
FCO: Ensign Ryushi, reporting for duty, sir.

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
OPS: Yes, yes, Ryushi, go on. ::smiles:: How's your day been? ::he taps a few buttons, and tries to raise the starbase::

Host Sec  Abbott says:
*CTO*: I am on my way Sir I should be there momentarily. If you haven't already done so, I would recommend sealing the shuttlebay doors until we arrive.

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: Hello? Mr. Biaz?

Bria Pelham says:
::grumbles, and kicks the bulkhead HARD::

Jonah Biaz says:
::he looks up:: Self: What? What is that? Oh... the chime. CNS/XO: Come in, come in for goodness' sake!

OPS_Ryushi says:
FCO: It has been... satisfactory, sir.

XO_Naegle says:
::walks in as the doors open:: Biaz: Hello, Mr.  Biaz.  I'm Commander Naegle, and this is Counselor Solaa and Drs. Powers and Turok.  We'd just like to talk to you.

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: How are you, Mr. Biaz?

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: as he seals the door :: *Sec Abbott*: I am already ahead of you on that one

Jonah Biaz says:
 ::rolls his eyes:: CNS/XO: How do you think I am? My family's most prized heirloom is missing, as is the thief!

Bria Pelham says:
::she stands up, and walks over to the hatch, unsealing it... she sticks her head out::

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: Now, calm down, sir. I want you to sit on the bed. ::takes him gently by the arm and sits him on the bed::

CMO_Powers says:
Biaz: I put it to you that it is the so-called 'thief's' family heirloom and you are the real thief.

Host CO_Storal says:
::exits the TL and walks up to the shuttle bay:: *XO*: Commander, we have apprehended the suspect.

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: We are currently apprehending the thief.

Host Sec  Abbott says:
::reaches the shuttlebay doors:: *CTO*: Of course, Sir. I have reached the shuttlebay.... ::looks and sees the CO approaching:: CO: Sir...::nods in greeting::

CMO_Powers says:
::shines a bright light in Biaz's eyes::

XO_Naegle says:
*CO*: That's good news, Captain. I'll tell Mr. Biaz.

Jonah Biaz says:
CMO: Oh, how brilliant of you. Now let me make a suggestion: Bite me. ::squints:: And get that light out of my face!

CNS_Solaa says:
::glares at the CMO and gives him a 'shut UP' look::

Host CO_Storal says:
Sec: You ready?

CMO_Powers says:
::waits for someone to be the good cop::

XO_Naegle says:
CMO: Doctor, please conduct yourself in a professional manner to our guest.

Bria Pelham says:
::she walks out, with her hands at mid-level, palms out:: All: Okay, okay, I'm coming, I'm coming...

CNS_Solaa says:
::swats the CMO away:: Biaz: Eh heh... sorry, Mr. Biaz.

Sec  Abbott says:
::nods:: CO: Ready Sir. ::gets into a defensive stance::

Jonah Biaz says:
 ::quickly turns to the XO:: XO: What was that? What did that person just say?

Host CO_Storal says:
Sec: Then let’s do it. ::motions her and her team to enter the shuttle bay::

XO_Naegle says:
Biaz: The captain? He said we've apprehended Bria Pelham.

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: See? No need to fret. ::smiles::

Bria Pelham says:
::jumps:: XO: Then take me to her! Where is she, where is she?

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: Whoa whoa... first we need some information.

CMO_Powers says:
Biaz: Now we'll find out the truth, won't we Biaz. You should have confessed when you had the chance.

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: We know we need to get the artifact. It's safe in our hands. Could you tell us a little about it?

Bria Pelham says:
::looks around, puzzled:: Self: Where is everyone? ::she droops as the team enters the shuttlebay:: Self: Oh well.

MO_Turok says:
::Stands watching the confusion::

Sec  Abbott says:
::reaches forward and unseals the shuttlebay doors, taking point and rushing into the shuttlebay aiming directly at Bria:: Bria: freeze!!!

XO_Naegle says:
Biaz: Calm down, Mr. Biaz.  We need some more information, as the counselor said.

Bria Pelham says:
::rolls her eyes:: Sec: If you've been doing your job, and was here when you should have been, you'd have noticed I had frozen for several seconds already, Klingon.

Jonah Biaz says:
XO: What information could you possibly need? I need to see her NOW!

XO_Naegle says:
Biaz: Such as what kind of "artifact" is it?  What is its purpose?

Host CO_Storal says:
::enters the shuttlebay after the security team:: Bria: You are to be detained until our investigation is complete.

Sec  Abbott says:
::narrows her eyes and snarls:: Bria: You will silence yourself and come with us now. ::nods to one of her sec team to apprehend her::

Jonah Biaz says:
XO: It has been in my family for... millennia! It is absolutely priceless! Do you know what we can make with it? My Goodness! We need it back...

XO_Naegle says:
Biaz: No, I don't know what you can make with it.  Why don't you tell me?

Security Officers 1 and 2 says:
:moves forward to grab Bria, one on each arm::

Bria Pelham says:
::sighs:: Sec: It's not as if I have a choice. Oh - if you look in my side pocket, you'll find the object... Sigh. And I was so looking forward to dessert as well...

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: We HAVE it back. Please take a deep breath.

CNS_Solaa says:
::turns to the XO:: XO: Why can't we ever get a straight answer from anyone we question? ::chuckles::

Host CO_Storal says:
::taps his combadge:: *CSO*: I need a full analysis of Bria's vessel. I want any ship logs, star charts, whatever you can get out of this....heap.

Jonah Biaz says:
::grins:: XO: Think of it... the finest, two-thousand-year-old aged mesqota beans... why, a CHIP of it produces the single most amazing fudge you have EVER tried! It is the basis of our entire civilization...!

CSO_Tyler says:
::takes routine sensor readings of the nebula as they warp away::

CMO_Powers says:
Biaz: You'd like us to believe that wouldn't you? Well, we're not as stupid as you may think. ::slams his hands down on a desk::

CSO_Tyler says:
::stands:: *CO*: Acknowledged, Captain, I'm on my way.

CSO_Tyler says:
::enters TL 1:: TL: Shuttlebay 1.

Sec  Abbott says:
::grabs the object out of her side pocket and nods for the two sec officers to take Bria away:: Sec officers: Put her in the brig.

CNS_Solaa says:
::under breath:: CMO: Shut up, John....

CNS_Solaa says:
MO: Oh, Turok! I think you and Dr. Powers are needed for a routine medikit examination. ::wink wink::

Host CO_Storal says:
Sec: Lets see what all the fuss is about this thing shall we?

XO_Naegle says:
::glares at the CNS:: Biaz: Fudge?  You want us to chase down some woman for something that can make FUDGE?  There has to be more than that, Mr. Biaz.

ACTION: As Abbott pulls out the object, it accidentally pops open... revealing five dark bean-sized objects...::

MO_Turok says:
CSN: Right. CMO: After you doctor.

Jonah Biaz says:
::his eyes widen, his mouth in an expression of annoyance:: XO: Are you suggesting something about my culture, Commander???

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: Personally... I love fudge...

XO_Naegle says:
Biaz: Why don't you tell me, Mr. Biaz? ::glares at the CNS again::

MO_Turok says:
::Whispering to the MO:: CMO: Don't make the fiancée angry now sir.

Host CO_Storal says:
*XO*:We have the artifact. Have you found out exactly what it is?

CMO_Powers says:
Biaz: We're going to talk to your good friend Bria. We'll see what tune you'll be singing when we have the real facts. ::exits the room::

Sec  Abbott says:
::looks down at the object:: CO: Curious...

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: Could you get me some??? ::is excited:: Oh, I mean... yes. A bean...

CSO_Tyler says:
::exits the turbolift and walks into the shuttlebay with a science kit to begin his analysis of the small ship::

Host CO_Storal says:
SEC: What is it Lieutenant?

Jonah Biaz says:
CNS: Well... if you take me to her, I will be glad to tell you all there is to know about it! But I'm afraid I cannot give you any. It is a treat only for kings and queens.

CMO_Powers says:
MO: We should let him sweat for a bit.

Sec  Abbott says:
::hands the object out to the CO:: CO: This sir....

MO_Turok says:
CMO: Good idea sir.

CNS_Solaa says:
XO: That's it. We're not going if I can't have some...

Host CO_Storal says:
::looks at the object:: Sec: What are those?

CNS_Solaa says:
::is slightly pouty::

CSO_Tyler says:
::takes out his tricorder as he enters the ship, looking for their main computer::

XO_Naegle says:
*CO*: According to Mr. Biaz, it's some sort of beans for making fudge.  I don't buy it myself.  I'm trying to get more information.

CMO_Powers says:
MO: Then we'll tell him that she said it could be used as a weapon in the wrong hands and see what he has to say.

Bria Pelham says:
 ::rolls her eyes:: CO: They're five objects, each worth a king's ransom.

MO_Turok says:
CMO: Very good sir, ever been with SFI?

Host CO_Storal says:
*XO*/Bria: What?!

XO_Naegle says:
CNS: Please stay focused on the task at hand, Counselor.  It can't be just fudge.

CMO_Powers says:
MO: I can't answer that question.

XO_Naegle says:
*CO*: That's what I said, sir.  I can't believe we've been sent here to retrieve chocolate beans.

Host CO_Storal says:
*XO*:What do these people worship! The Pillsbury doughboy!!!

MO_Turok says:
CMO: Understood sir. Very good. ::Smiling at the CMO::

CNS_Solaa says:
::hears the CO's comm and is slightly confused by a 'Pillsbury doughboy'::

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: Anyway, Mr. Biaz. Tell us more about this fudge of yours...

CNS_Solaa says:
Biaz: Like... can it potentially kill people?

ACTION: The Apache is now back at Starbase 366, her senior staff in the conference lounge... each steaming to some degree.

CSO_Tyler says:
::sitting in the conference lounge with the results of his sweep of the ship::

Host FCO_Ilianor says:
::sighing, as he sits down, waiting in the conference lounge, more than a little annoyed by their mission...:: CSO: That was a waste of time.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::Looks around::  FCO: Sir?

Host Admiral_Miller says:
::enters the conference lounge, with the usual stern look on her face::

XO_Naegle says:
::sits down with the rest of the crew in the conference lounge::

CSO_Tyler says:
::looks over at the FCO grinning:: FCO: Hey, at least you got some flight time in.

MO_Turok says:
::Siiting and waiting::

CMO_Powers says:
::sits in the conference lounge, laughing at the mission they'd been sent on::

Host CO_Storal says:
::wants to bang his head on the table, but decides against it::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: sits in the conference lounge with the others, still avoiding eye contact with the CO::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
::stands at the head of the table, looking down her nose at everyone::

CNS_Solaa says:
::walks into the lounge perfectly cheerful and wonders why everyone else is angry::

Host Capt_Woo says:
::sitting at the back of the room, in silence...::

CSO_Tyler says:
::stares the Admiral right between the eyes::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
ALL: Well, I'm not even going to speak about that last mission.... I have more important things to talk about....

CSO_Tyler says:
::notices Captain Woo, and tries to catch his notice::

CMO_Powers says:
::indicates for Ryn to take the seat by him::

Host Capt_Woo says:
::he raises a finger to his lips, and merely nods slightly to the CSO::

CNS_Solaa says:
::sits down next to the CMO::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
All: First of all, I would like to call Captain Storal up here to join me please

CSO_Tyler says:
::listens::

Host CO_Storal says:
::stands up and walks over next to the Admiral::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
::hands the Captain a small box:: CO: Could you do the honors please?

OPS_Ryushi says:
::looks up at the Captain and the Admiral interestedly::

Host Capt_Woo says:
::crosses one leg over his right kneecap, his hands folded in his lap atop a small padd, as he watches the proceedings::

Host CO_Storal says:
::looks over at the Admiral:: Admiral: Chocolate.....humph! ::takes the box::

CNS_Solaa says:
::whispers:: CMO: Oh my god... that was GOOOOD chocolate! I snuck a piece....

CNS_Solaa says:
::grins impishly::

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: Naughty.

Host CO_Storal says:
All: Given the seriousness and the sorrow that we all have felt over the past couple of weeks. Its time for a bit of joy.

Host CO_Storal says:
OPS: Mr. Ryushi...front and center.

OPS_Ryushi says:
::stands and walks up to the Captain and the Admiral, standing strictly at attention::

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: Yay! Ryushi is getting promoted!

Host Admiral_Miller says:
::doesn't smile::

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: Or a box of cigars.

Host CO_Storal says:
OPS: You have proven yourself in your duties, and deserve this recognition. ::opens the box and removes its contents::

Host CO_Storal says:
OPS:I hereby promote you to Lt. JG with all the rights and privileges.

Host CO_Storal says:
OPS: Congratulations Lieutenant.

Host Admiral_Miller says:
::begins to applaud the young officer::

CSO_Tyler says:
::smiles for the OPS officer::

XO_Naegle says:
::smiles and applauds::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::nods to the Captain and Admiral::  CO: Thank you, sir.

Host Capt_Woo says:
::claps politely::

CMO_Powers says:
::applauds::

CNS_Solaa says:
::jumps up and claps for Ryushi::

CSO_Tyler says:
::applauds::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
:: applauds ::

FCO Ilianor says:
::cheers:: Ryushi: WHOOOOOO!!!!!!

MO_Turok says:
::Applauding Ryushi::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
::nods to the CO and moves to take the head of the table again::

Host CO_Storal says:
::returns to his seat::

OPS_Ryushi says:
::returns to his seat, proudly accepting the congrats from the crew, he *almost* smiles::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
ALL: I'm sure you have noticed that we have a new face within our midst. I would like to introduce you all to Captain Woo.... ::motions to Cpt. Woo at the back of the room::

Host Capt_Woo says:
::nods to the admiral curtly, as he stands and moves to the front to stand next to the admiral::

CSO_Tyler says:
::looks back to his former Captain, wondering what the heck he's doing here::

CNS_Solaa says:
::whispers:: CMO: I think I've seen him before...

MO_Turok says:
Ryushi: Good job!

XO_Naegle says:
::wonders what Captain Woo is doing here.  He's Tom's captain::

OPS_Ryushi says:
Turok:  Thank you.. si-- er, um... Doctor.

Host Admiral_Miller says:
All: Captain Woo, will be taking my place as the stations Sector Commander. Seems, I have been offered a teaching job at Starfleet Academy and I couldn't refuse.

Host Capt_Woo says:
::listens on, and scans the entire room with his eyes, focusing on each person, as the admiral speaks::

CMO_Powers says:
::happy Woo isn't an admiral::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
All: In light of this transfer, I also have a welcoming gift for him. ::opens a small box to reveal Admiral's pips for  Captain Woo:: Congratulations Captain... or should I say... Admiral... ::hands him the box::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
::holds out her hand for Woo to shake as she smiles at him::

Host Capt_Woo says:
::shakes the admiral's hands:: Admiral: Thank you, admiral. ::smiles, and turns to face the Apache crew to address them::

CMO_Powers says:
::grumbles at yet another admiral being created::

Host Admiral_Miller says:
::steps away from the table and takes a seat::

CTO_Grey-feather says:
Himself: Great two admirals in the same room, can my night get any worse...

Host Capt_Woo says:
All: Thank you, admiral. As the sector commander, of which the Apache falls under, you can trust that I will guide you with wisdom and responsibility. I shall remain as available as I can to support you; my responsibilities will be split between Station OPS and the Science Directorate; you will be able to reach me at either of those locations.

CNS_Solaa says:
::raises an eyebrow at the CMO:: CMO: What?

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: I don't get on very well with admirals.

Host Admiral_Woo says:
All: I hope to familiarize myself with all of you. Now, you are dismissed. Feel free to enjoy the time that you have on the Starbase, what little time that may be.

CNS_Solaa says:
CMO: Oh... ::shrugs::

CMO_Powers says:
CNS: Not since the... incident.

Host CO_Storal says:
::looks over at the CTO and notices that he seems distressed:: CTO:Is there something wrong Joshua?

MO_Turok says:
CMO: Well I've seen this one drinking blood wine and singing Klingon songs and doing it quite enthusiastically.

CSO_Tyler says:
::stands and goes over to Admiral Woo:: Admiral: Congratulations, Sir.  How's the Huron doing?

CMO_Powers says:
MO: Makes no difference.

Host Admiral_Woo says:
::nods:: CSO: Thank you, Alex. The Huron is doing well... though I miss her already. How have you been?

XO_Naegle says:
::stands up as the Admiral finishes:: OPS: Congratulations, Ryushi.  You deserved it.

CTO_Grey-feather says:
::avoids looking at the captain :: CO: No sir

OPS_Ryushi says:
XO: Thank you, Commander.

CSO_Tyler says:
Adm_Woo: Well sir.

Host CO_Storal says:
CTO: See me later...

Host Admiral_Woo says:
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