=/\= A Call to Duty =/\=
USS ARTEMIS NCC-83093
STARDATE 10308.01
Executive Producer:
SM Sergio A
Staring (in order of appearance):
Arlene M as CTO Lt Zoe Peters
Christopher H as CSO LtJg Tural P'Don K'Tor
Julien B as CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel
Brian F as OPS Lt Christian Mades
Matt B as XO Cmdr Hali Farrell
Scott S as Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest

Co Starring (in order of appearance):
Sergio A as Nadir
Brian F as Fahit
Sergio A as Roler

Absent:
Karriaunna S as CMO Lt Cmdr La'I Mea'e
Nick M as Lt Victor Scott Regnum

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Captains Log Star Date 10308.01 the Away Team in which I am leading is no on the Hanthrosain Trading Vessel. It is going to transport us to Hanthrosian Prime where we'll begin an Black"Ops"mission. This mission is to ascertain as to why the government has changed their minds to seek entrance to the Federation. As to what or whom is behind all of this, is unknown at the present time.

"Puzzled" part 11

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CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Appears on the Hanthrosian vessel and looks around with a critical eye.::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Materializes on the Hanthrosian transporter pad::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::Materializes on the Hanthrosian ship.  Takes a good look at their transporter pad.::

::stands at the rear of the group as they arrive on the transport::

Nadir:
::eyes the newcomers, his nemi rustling slightly as he wonders how human could be so ugly::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Leans back and whispers to Christian.::  OPS: Did you bring the Cat nip?

Nadir:
::makes a broad smile, showing his teeth and the larger fangs:: All : Welcome aboard the Kritana...

Nadir:
::turns his eyes towards Peters:: CTO : Cat nip?

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::glances at Zoe and feigns a half smile as he diverts his attention back to the ship they are on, looking around::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Smiles::  Nadir:  A delicacy on earth Sir.

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Sensed the Hanthrosian's disgust and immediately decides to keep a close eye on him as she joins the others.::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::grins slightly at Zoe's comment, then continues looking around at what he can see of their technology.::

Nadir:
CTO : Ahh...

Nadir:
::looks at each in turn:: All : Which one of you is Captain McPherson?

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::wishes they would get off the transporter pad, its a little crowded::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
:;remains ever vigilant to his new surroundings::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Takes up position beside the Capt. The ever vigilant bodyguard::

The Transporter room is quite spacious. There is plenty of room for everyone outside the TR pads

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Thinks of the Havriendor weapon on her belt, where she would have put her Akai, a weapon meant for non-lethal use now replaced by a weapon fit for an assassin.::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::steps off the transporter pad.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::figures what the heck, and steps off the pad an into the spacious room happy to be able to move a bit::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Steps out from behind where Russel was onto the floor::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: Where is your Captain?  I wish to speak with him.

Nadir:
::wonders why they are taking so long to respond::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::notices the lower lighting on this ship and assumes it must have something to do with the Hanthrosian's feline background but wishes it were a bit brighter for him::

Nadir:
::looks at the person who spoke:: CO : I am the Kut'cha on this vessel...

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: I would assume that means Captain?

Nadir:
ACTION : On Nadir's belt, a Hanthrosian scanner starts beeping::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Looks around for the security personal from the vessel. She wants to speak with them to get the lay of the land on where they are going.::

Nadir:
CO : I command this vessel, yes.

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Tries to get a feel for this Hanthrosian, scanning him telepathically for any warning signs, as she stands safely behind the Captain and Peters.::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: Then I am Captain Ewan McPherson-Quest

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::stealthily takes out his tricorder, scanning the transporter system, looking as oblivious as he can.::

Nadir:
::he picks up the scanner, and seems to, in turn, look at everyone. directly at each weapon's place on them::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Looks Nadir over especially for any signs of hostility.::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Looks at Nadir defiantly as he checks out the weapons... almost dares him to comment.::

Nadir:
CO : You have brought weapons?

Fahit:
::steps from behind a console of sorts and approaches the Operations officer looking at him curiously::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::stands at the back of the group, now that they're off the pad.::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Looks out of the corner of her eye at the security officers.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::smiles politely at the gawker::  Fahit:  Hi  ::extends his hand::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: I carry no weapons

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::closes his tricorder and puts it back on his belt.::

Fahit:
::stares at the hand being extended towards him and looks from it to Christian's face curiously then does the same::

Nadir:
CO : That is correct.. But he does, and she, and she, and him.. ::points to each of the officers who has weapons on them::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::takes Fahit's hand and shakes it lightly::  Fahit:  I'm Christian.  

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
Nadir:  I'm the Artemis's Chief of security.  I'm always armed.  Just like your security officers standing there.  ::Nods her head at them.::  There is no disrespect intended.

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: I don't need weapons as I am well protected by the others

Nadir:
::ruffles his nima:: CO : But anyways.. You should return them to your ship... They will be easily detected on our home world, as you have witnessed here.

Fahit:
::repeats the name, rolling it around on his tongue, it doesn't come out quite right::  OPS: Kris-tan...  well met

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::steps to the back of the group, and whispers into KTor's mind:: ~~CSO: I'd like to learn as much as we can about this ship's technology without risking an inncident with out guests.~~

Nadir:
CO : Once on planet, we will provide you with defense material...

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: Then they must be returned to my ship

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
All: Place your weapons on a transporter pad.

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Leans over and whispers.::  CO:  I must protest...

Nadir:
::nods:: CO : Have them put on the transporter padd.. I will transport them immediatly

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: I see. A good idea.~~

Fahit:
OPS: I am called Fahit.  ::stands up a bit straighter, his nemi standing out a bit::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::looks at Hali: XO: Hali contact the transporter Chief and have him beam-up the weapons

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Reluctantly pulls out her weapons leaving Hanthrosian one in her boot.::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Steps to the transporter pad and drops his disguised phaser::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::mimics the name back perfectly::  Fahit:  Fahit, I'm glad to met you.

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::puts his phaser on the transporter pad.::

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Frowns, and nods to the captain.  Having made the necessary arrangements she places her Type II phaser and the Havriendor blade on the pad and sighs.  She suddenly feels like a gazelle in a lions den.::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: We need to be careful; they might not take kindly to snooping~~

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: And we can't be sure just how much they "want" us to know~~

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Looks hard at the Hanthrosian Capt and reluctantly pulls out the multi weapon also and tosses them on the transporter padd.::  CO: Capt once again I must protest.

Nadir:
::nods:: CO : Thank you Captain... We do not wish to risk your insertion onto Hanthros Prime. It will be difficult enough without any aliens elements on you.

Fahit:
::his eyes widen::  OPS: Do you speak Hanthrosian?  You pronounced my name as if you do.

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
~~CSO: Yes, keep your eyes open, and use your best judgment.  I don't want to risk an incident~~

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: I will do what I can sir.~~

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::looks at Peters:: CTO: Duly noted

Nadir:
CO : The Home Defense patrols have been increased lately, and each ship that arrives is thoroughly scanned upon landing..

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::also puts his tricorder on the pad.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
Fahit: No, I don't, but I do have an ear for languages.  I can speak a few.

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
Nadir;  You could have declared our weapons as souvenirs..

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Pulls out the tricorder and drops it:: CO: The combadge too sir?

Nadir:
::Steps up to the CTO, and un-holsters his weapon, handing it over to the CTO:: CTO : If it will make it easier on you, you may have my weapon until we reach Hanthros Prime.

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: No it wouldn't be wise to have this mission compromised before it even began

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
ALL: Comm badges, tricorders, all of it.  We can't have anything on us that would give away our cover...

Nadir:
CSO : You will be handed hanthrosian communication pins before we reach Hanthros prime

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::drops his comm. badge on the transporter pad.::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Slightly shocked, tentatively brings up her hand and takes the weapon.::  Nadir:  Thank you.  ::Smiles::  May I get your security to show me how to use your weapons and maybe some forms of defense that maybe I should know that are unique to your culture?

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Pulls off the comm. badge and drops it also::

Fahit:
OPS: I see.  ::slips into Hanthrosian::  Prrlekar, sripoma.    That is a common greeting among my people.

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::turns suddenly having felt what the XO said more than hearing it.  Removes all his SF gear and drops it on the pad::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::as with the others, Ewan drops all that he had with him of Star Fleet origin on the transporter pad::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::tosses her communicator onto the pile.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::turns back to Fahit::  Fahit:  What does it mean?  Does it translate?

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: So when will we have to go through the alteration process?

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Chuckles:: Nadir:  I'm impressed your not making us get rid of our clothing also.

Nadir:
::grins, and points to a button on the weapon:: CTO : This is the trigger... It is a non-lethal weapon. But do not take my generosity for trust. There are still things that must remain with the Hanthrosians alone.

Fahit:
::considers for a moment::  OPS: Something close to may the sun shine warm on your fur.  ::chuckles, at least Christian thinks it is a chuckle::  That is a poor translation though.

Nadir:
CTO : You will be given proper clothing once your surgical alteration has been performed.

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Nods::  Nadir:  Understood.  I just like to know enough so that we don't get killed.

Nadir:
CO : IF you are all ready, we can begin immediately..

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
All: Ok everyone, time for surgery

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::keeps looking around, trying to figure out what each piece of equipment does.::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Glances at the transporter pad and station, looking at the technology::

Nadir:
ACTION : Most of the room is covered in a metal smooth substance. The tricorders will identify it as the same material that shields from Federation scanning technology. It covers almost everything around

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::doesn't feel up to being a form of "cat", cause he dislikes cats::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::repeats the greeting::  Fahit: Very interesting, I can feel it rolling deep in the back of my throat.

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
~~CSO/CEO: Matt, I want you and  KTor to work together in observing all you can about the Hanthrosian technology.~~

Nadir:
::nods:: CO : Very well.. If you'll follow me.. ::heads out the door::

Fahit:
::smiles widely::  OPS: Perhaps you will be here long enough to pick up a few more phrases.\

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
All: All right everyone, let's follow Nadir 

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
~~~~ XO:  I tried, but it's covered in the sensor shielding metal. I'll do the best I can with my eyes. ~~~~

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Keeps a few steps behind the Capt.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
Fahit: I hope so.  ::smiles and waves as he hears the CO round up the crew, he follows out the door::

The door leads to a corridor with several doors. All the walls seem covered n the same material as the Transporter room

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Follows Peters in line::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::follows the group, taking good looks at the ship.::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: How long will this procedure take?

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Gives Matt a nod, then taps her comm. badge signaling Artemis to beam the pile of equipment over, then rips her badge off and tosses into the pile as it disappears.  She then turns and joins the rear of the group as they walk out.::

At the end of the corridor, a bright round disc on the floor can be seen

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Keeps looking around at the various objects on the ship, covertly::

Nadir:
CO : Roughly 4 hours for each of you... But we will not be back to Hanthros prime for a few days, so don't worry... You'll be ready once we get there.

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::Ewan wonders what the disk does::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Touches the Capt's arm to lead him around the disk.::

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::looks around the smooth reflective interior of the ship, wondering how many decades ahead of Federation technology it must be.::

Nadir:
::taps a few commands on a wall control panel, and motions to the disc:: All : Please step onto the disc, on at a time.

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::follows quietly behind the group, looking at the various Hanthrosians that pass::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: I will go last, as soon as the last crewmen goes through the surgery

Nadir:
CO : Very well.

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
Nadir/CO:  I'll go first, if nobody else cares to.

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::wonders why Peters did that::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::waits for his turn to step onto the disc::

Nadir:
ACTION : Aside from a control panel here and there, especially besides the doors and the discs on the floor, the walls are bare

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Looks extremely unhappy with the thought that the Capt will be out of her sight.::

As the CEO steps onto the disk, The other see him shimmering into nothingness. HE re-appears on a similar corridor, empty of people.

Nadir:
::waits for the next person to step onto the disk::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Steps forward onto the disk::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::looks around at the corridor, then steps forward.::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::watched Matt disappear and hopes that he is well::

CSO joins the CEO

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
Aloud:  Looks neat.  ::steps forward as soon as the CSO disappears::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Wishes she could have Christian's attitude.::

One by one, all the AT and Nadir are on the new corridor

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::is startled to see matt disappear, then KTor.:: ~~CSO: All you alright?~~ ::Her voice echoes through the corridors of the ship.::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: Fine. It's... pretty much like a transporter sir~~

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::waits for everyone to arrive.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
Nadir::  Looks pretty much like the other one to me.  How can you tell where you are?

Nadir:
All : IF you'll follow me.. ::he walks past a few of the door, and presses a button on the side of another:: All : In here..

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Gives Peters a reassuring look, as she herself steps onto the disc to emerge on the otherside.::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::follows like a steer being led off to slaughter::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::follows Nadir.::

Nadir:
:: looks surprised:: OPS : The coloration of the corridor...

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Walks in through the door::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Feels like a rat being hearded.::

To the AT, the corridor looks exactly alike the last one, color wise

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::enters the room, some of her apprension fading.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::looks down the hallway trying to see the difference in color.  He thinks he can see a slight shade difference but his eyes might be playing tricks on him:: Nadir:  I see.  ::steps into the room::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::enters the room::

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::wonders where she is.::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Enters the room and scans with her eyes for traps.::

IN the room they entered, another Hanthrosian, this one a female is waiting for them... On every wall, panels lit up with various information appear. On one of the walls, there is a table attached to a round tube whose entrance is closed

Roler:
All : You must be the humans.. Welcome.. I am Roler.

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::walks over to a panel and inspects it::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Glances around the room::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::turns to Roler::  Roler:  Prrlekar, sripoma

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Looks over to Roler and feels him out for any red flags.::

Mades sees mostly biological information... Human biological information

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::doesn't like not knowing exactly what is going on. Hates being left in the dark so to speak::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::looks around the room.::

Roler:
::rufles her smaller nima, and repeats the greeting::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::takes a closer look at the closed off tube.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::smiles warmly::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Nadir: I take it this surgery?

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::Waits for the command crew to answer to Roler::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::turns back to the panel and investigates more, touching it to see if anything changes::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Roler: Hello, I am Capt Quest

Nadir:
CO : This is one of our medlabs, yes..

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Satisfied with Roler, she joins Peters looking at the closed tube.:: CTO: I wonder how deep these alterations will go?  It almost looks like it could be used for changes at the genetic level...?

Roler:
CO : It is a pleasure to meet you.. You are an interesting species.. Albeit fragile..

The panels don't seem to respond to Made's interaction

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::starts pondering on how the data connection might be laid out and what their computer capabilities must be... starts to feel like a kid in a candy store::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Nods:: XO:  It does.  It concerns me.  But then again I'm suspicious of everything.  ::Straightens up and runs a hand through her hand.::  Ma'am, you think I'm being paranoid?

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::shakes his head at Roler's superior attitude.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
Self:  Maybe they are genetically keyed, that would be cool.

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
CTO: No.  That's what makes you a good security officer...

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::points to K'Tor:: Roler: Mr. K'Tor is a Vulcan

Nadir:
All : If you'll excuse me, i'll leave you in Roler's capable hands...

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::nods::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Steps forward so Roler can see him better and nods::

Roler:
::nods:: CO : We know.. And she is betazoid ::points to the XO::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::moves over to another panel and continues his inspection::

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Roler: Very strong and intellectual I admit

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Turns slightly at the mention of herself and nods courteously before turning back to the tube and Peters.::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
XO:  Let's hope we don't regret this.  ::Smiles a bit.::  Hmmmm Ma'am... I've been thinking and I owe you an apology.  You of all people I should have trusted.

Roler:
All : There should be no problems with the transformation.. Our gen-chamber is configured to each of your biological traits.

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Looks at the tube once again.:: Roler:  Are you altering us from a genetic level?

Nadir:
::walks out of the medlab, after exchanging a few messages in Hanthrosian with Roler::

Roler:
All : And yes.. To address your corncerns, the procedure is totally reversible..

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
CTO: Apology accepted.  I am also sorry for too easily dismissing what you had to say...

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::realizing he isn't going to figure out much more without a tool kit or access to their system, he finds a chair and takes a seat::

Roler:
CTO : We have to... The security scans upon landing wouldn't be fooled with a mere cosmetic alteration.

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Nods::  XO:  I just hope we can get past this.  I genuinely like you and my daughter seems to think your a princess.

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Nods at Roler::

Roler:
All : So.. Who will be first?

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
Roler: I'll be first.  If there is a problem.  Then at least Security is the first to try the situation.  ::Sighs::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::stands up::  I'll go ::looks at the CO::  CO: If that's okay, sir.

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::looks at the reflection of herself and Peters in the tube and smiles.::  CTO: I feel like we can take on the universe.

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::looks at the Capt.::

Roler:
::she moves closer to one of the wall panels, and presses a few commands on them. They do respond to Roler's touch::

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::Smiles at Hali.::  XO:  I know we can.

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::was about to volunteer, but refrains as two already have.::

Roler:
::nods:: OPS : Very brave of you...

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
Roler:  It isn't every day you get to change species.  ::smiles::

ON one of the walls, the information panels go black, and a door opens:: OPS : Please.. Take this with you... ::she presents him with a smooth cloth:: .. And change into it in there.. ::points to the open door::

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Wonders what it's going to feel like to be a Hanthrosian for a few weeks...she just hopes Roler and the others aren't hiding a tail under those uniforms, she doesn't think she can handle growing a tail.::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::takes the cloth and heads into the room to change::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::once in the room, waits for the door to close::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
Roler: May I ask, what internal modifications to the body are made by this device?

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
::looks at Mades enter the room, curious about the process and wondering if he'll have to stay behind...::

Roler:
::presses a few more commands on the panel, and the round entrance next to the table opens:: All : The process is really simple.. You will be placed into our gen-chamber, and after 4 hours, you will emerge Hanthrosian... Well, as close enough to fool the scanners, anyways.

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
Roler:  How close?

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
Roler: I will be the last, I want to make sure that nothing happens to my crew

Roler:
CSO : The chamber efect genetic changes at the molecular level, and stimulates the growths of the needed cells and tissue.

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::as soon as the door closes, Christian begins to get changed.  Takes him a few minutes to figure out the cloth he was given, but gets it on in the end.  Then he stands there, wondering how to get back out of the little room.

Roler:
CEO : Save a thorough scan from a gen-chamber, no one will know you are not Hanthrosian

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
Roler: I see. I was only wondering if it also gave us each a Hanthrosian brain and organs.

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
Roler:  It's fine and dandy to change our outward appearances, but what about your mannerisms?

Mades can see a little button on the side of the door

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::waits patiently, glad he isn't claustrophobic, then he sees a button and pushes it::

Roler:
CTO : Those should not be affected.. Your brain structure, though altered to look genetically identical to Hanthrosians, will not be changed.

Roler:
CTO : You will be who you where, only you will be Hanthrosian.

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Is relieved to hear they won't be messing with her brain.  Less therapy that way for her and the crew...::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
Roler: I see.

The door opens.

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: At least we will still be able to telepathically communicate after the change~~

Roler:
OPS : If you'd please lie down here.. ::pats the table::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::steps out of the room and follows the Doctor's orders::

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
Roler:  What about our body chemistry?

Roler:
::returns to the panels on the side wall, and starts taping commands.::

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
~~CSO: Yes, this ability will be important during our covert mission~~

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: That is, assuming the Hanthrosians are not capable of detecting it, which we have not yet proven.~~

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::remembers:: Roler: Oh, you do know I'm not fully human, don't you?

The table starts retracting into the open hole. As soon as Mades is in it completely, it closes. Immediately, Mades starts falling asleep

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::He begins to feel a bit nervous::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Watches with interest the start of the procedure::

OPS Lt Christian Mades:
::sleeps::

Roler:
CEO : IT will be altered to accommodate your new "bodies"..

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
~~CSO: I think if they could they would have informed us of the risk.  So it is logical to assume they can't.~~

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
Roler:  That may prove problematic for me.

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: Yes, if Mr. Nadir had heard us he would have notified us. We now have exactly one thing the Hanthrosians don't.~~

CTO Lt Zoe Peters:
::For some unexplained reason she suddenly becomes worried about Christian.::

Roler:
XO : Actually, we are quite aware of your telepathic abilities... But they do not present a problem, since we possess a similar trait.

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
::Is startled by Roler's comment::

Roler:
CEO : How so?

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
::Turns white.  Finally after a minute manages to speak::  I apologize for what I said earlier in the transporter room...

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
Roler:  Any change in my body chemistry could cause me to die.  I don't know how much information you got on my medical history...

Roler:
::turns to the XO:: Xo : Not all the Hanthrosians are telepathic... I am one of the few that are...

Roler:
CEO : I did not get your medical history, nor did i need to. Our scanners picked up your problem, and automatically figured out a way to prevent any side effects to the transformation. You will be fine.

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
Roler: I see, we'll have to use caution when using our abilities in the future then.... ::looks over to Matt finding herself suddenly worrying about him::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
XO: Perhaps... as a Vulcan, I am normally touch-telepathic. Perhaps skin contact would conceal communication?

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
Roler:  Ah.  Good, I'm glad you didn't mistake it for a parasite.

Capt Ewan MacPherson-Quest:
::after hearing what was said to Matt, Ewan feels relieved that no ill effects will harm the transplant in his brain::

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
CSO: It may ::walks over to Ktor and places his hand on her side and feels a bound form::  ~~Can you hear us now Rolar?~~

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: And, can you hear me?~~

Roler:
Roler : Not at all... But in order to incorporate your simbiont into your new body, we will need to implant a small scrambler which will hide it from Hanthrosian scanners

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
~~CSO: Perfectly...~~  ::can feel the calm of Ktor's vulcan mind clearer then ever before with his touch.::

CSO LtJg Tural P’Don K’Tor:
~~XO: Actually, I meant Roler. This may not be as useful, but it will defeat bugged rooms.~~

XO Cmdr Hali Farrell:
~~CSO: Yes, good point~~

IF Roler is aware of the communication going on between Farrel and KTor, she does not show it.

CEO Lt Cmdr Matthew Noah Russel:
Roler:  I see. Very well.

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