When last we left Avalon, it would appear that the "medieval" effect has spread.  The Captain has been shown a frozen King Arthur and is talking with the Merlin.  Will the entire station be transformed??  Will Arthur Pendragon wake?  The answers are awaiting us back on Avalon.
                
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<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::snores lightly::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::stretches up from the close work she has been doing on the carving::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::in the great hall, standing by the frozen body of Arthur Pendragon, examining::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::shifts slightly in her sleep, dreaming of Paladine::

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> ::in operations::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  Why show me this Merlin.  A dead king.

<Merlin> CO:  I assure you Angus, it is Arthur, but he is not dead.  Only sleeping.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::feels a draft rising up his kilt, doesn't like it::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Walks over to the kitchenette in his quarters and reaches to pick up a knife to cut some cheese but instead picks up a medieval dagger::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Self: What the...........?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::looks down at the odd robe then around her quarters:: Self: What in the name of the goddess...

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  Looks pretty frozen to me... And he would be, what; over a thousand years old...  The fifth century is a long way off.

<Merlin> CO:  Not from where you are standing now Angus.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Turns around with the dagger and glances in the direction of his duty equipment noticing that most of it has changed::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::looks around the room::  Merlin:  You're going to tell me, we are on fifth century earth?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Notices his type V phaser rifel is now a sword::

<Merlin> CO:  Where you stand now is closer to 12000 years ago for you.

<Merlin> CO:  Yes.......and no.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  12 thousand?  Alternate universe?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Notices his PADD is now a quill and paper::

<Merlin> CO:  Now you're getting warmer Angus.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Notices his tricorder is now....................gone::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> SELF:  What I wouldn't give for a tricorder.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Scratches his head::

        ACTION:  A knock on the door is heard by the CIV.

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> ::have not had a response from security regarding our crew disappearing off of operations.::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::reaches for her combadge and finds in it's place a broach:: Self: This is too odd...  ::heads for the door::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  12 thousand years ago, the Earth was nearing the end of an ice age if memory serves.

<Merlin> :: nods at Angus :: CO:  It does.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Turns abruptly to the knock::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::walks out into the corridor looking left and right to try and find some answers::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  Why would a fifth century king of Britan, end up at a point in Earth's pre-history?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Self: Funny haven't heard that for in a long while. ::Finally use to the door chimes of this century instead of knocks::

<Blacksmith>  :: knock on the CIV's door again :: CIV:  M'lord, Your horse is ready.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Self: Horse?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Slowly approaches the door::

<Merlin> CO: Think Angus, this isn't exactly Earth.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Grabs the brass handle and slowly looks over the now wood door::

<Blacksmith>  :: knock on the CIV's door again :: CIV:  M'lord, are you in there??

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> ::makes some attempts at contacting the senior staff to see who is not on the affected decks.::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Opens the little window on the door::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  When King Arthur died, he was soposedly taken to Avalon.  ::shakes head::  So this isn't Earth?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: Uhm..............M'what?

<Merlin> :: shakes his head :: CO:  No Angus, this is not Earth and Arthur isn't supposed to be dead......yet.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  12 thousand years ago, he wasn't supposed to be even born yet, either.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::gets her bearings and makes her way down to level 16 and heads into sickbay:: ALL: Where is the CMO?

<Blacksmith>  :: holding the reigns of the horse :: CIV: M'lord, I shod your horse for you, as requested.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::rolls over and buries her head under the pillow::

<Merlin> CO:  Ture, in Earths history.  Not here.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: Ur uhm suuuuuuure. Just one question. Who the he.............urm........uhm. Who are you?

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> *All Departments*:  Status report.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  The only account of Arthur I am aware of, is in Earth's history.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> <Dr Grey> CNS: I sent her over to Medlab2 to get some shuteye

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  I have no other reference to go by

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> Dr Grey: There is something really odd going on around here.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::rolls over again and sits up.  Did she hear her combadge just go off?::

<Merlin> CO:  I realize that Angus, but you must apply what you do know to this current situation.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> <Grey> CNS: how do you mean?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  So, Arthur should still be alive, in the hear and now?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::looks hearing the com and taps where the broach was:: XO: Panthera here ma'am.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> Grey: Look I know this sounds odd...but up on the living quarters everything has changed...it's like...well like something out of a book I read as a child.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::shakes head:: toself: I must have dreamt I head the combadge.

<Merlin> CO:  Correct Angus.  And, I can only effect this here and now to a certain degree.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Slowly opens the door::

<Grey>: CNS: ::looks at her strangely:: Perhaps you should take some of your own advice and seek out counseling.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: Uhm.......I'm gonna ask one more time dude. Who.....are......you?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  He is dressed as a king would be...  So I am given to assume that most of the Arthurian legend has been played out.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Still gripping the dagger::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> Grey: I am perfectly fine doctor!

<Blacksmith>  CIV:  Why, I the blacksmith Sire.

<Merlin> CO: Yes Angus, most of it.  But in this reality, my counterpart isn't like me.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::looks at the CNS:: <Grey>: CNS: Fine.  What do you want me to do?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  He would be younger

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  You would be younger

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> *XO*: Ma'am there are some really odd things happening on the station.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: Well Smith you aren't exactly black but I can see you have experienced some of the changes I have in my quarters too.

<Merlin> CO: Younger and he is pure evil.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: Do you have a tricorder so maybe we can figure out what is happening to the ship?

<Blacksmith>  CIV:  Changes M'lord??

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  And the cause of this.  ::points to the frozen king::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Starts searching around for a computer::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::looks at Grey and shakes her head:: Grey: Just let the CMO know that there are some odd happenings. I thought she might need to know.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::since her combadge didn't chirp again, she rolls over, stretches and goes back to sleep::

<Blacksmith>  :: stumbles over the word ::CIV:  Tricorder??

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> *CNS*: Yes there is.  Decks 1-7 and 9-12 have been changed and communications are not functional on those decks.  Who else is in your area?

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> <Grey> CNS: You can tell her yourself, she's just around the corner in medlab 2.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> *XO*: I am currently in sickbay. The CMO is sleeping in one of the medlabs according to Dr. Grey.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: Yeah............::Glances back::...........You know the changes to your cloths and stuff. And yes a tricorder..........whats wrong with you today Smith?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::nods and heads out of the door towards medlab 2::

<Grey> ::walks over to help crewman Jones onto the biobed::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: By the way wipe that black crap off your face. No wonder they call you Black Smith.

<Merlin> :: nods :: CO: The King is frozen in a suspended animation.  I can not undo what my counterpart has done.  You must find a way.

ACTION:  Levels 13 - 30 have now been effected.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::enters the medlab letting her eyes adjust to the darkness before moving closer to the CMO:: CMO: Dr. Slater...

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::looks down:: Self: Oh great....

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> *CNS*:  Inform Dr. Grey that we may need the services of the sickbay if the safecty protocols are not functional on the affected decks.  Those were some harsh times in Earth's history and our crew could be taking a "beating" so to speak.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::turns over at the sound of her voice, see's a carpet of hay and the CNS::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  Is he responsible for what's happening to my station?

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::sits up quickly:: oh boy...........

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Sorry to disturb you but we have problems...

<Merlin> CO: I dare say that is the case Angus.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: Seems we do indeed ::stands and wipes the sleep from her eyes::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Frustrated at not finding the computer Turner turns and starts to exit motioning for Smith to follow::

<Merlin> CO:  I can only do so much here.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  If I could get him to sick bay on level 16...

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Whatever this is it's moving through the station.

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> ::waits for the CNS's response, which does not arrive.::

<Merlin> :: shakes his head :: CO:  It will not be that easy Angus.  :: smiles wearily ::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: Aye, and I'm not sure how we can stop it either ::looks down and groans::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Do you know what is happening?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  Really?  How so?

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: We experienced this in Main Engineering, I had no idea it further affected the station

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Well I was in my quarters working on a carving...when I took a break this is what I found.

<Merlin> CO:  He cannot be taken from here.  I have tried.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::finds it difficult to breath again, thought she had gotten rid of the corset::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::looks a bit alarmed:: CMO: Are you well?

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CSN: how long ago was this?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  How about bringing the mountain to the man then, so to speak...  I could bring a medical team 

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Just a little bit ago actually.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: a long story, my dear......somehthing human females had to live with ages ago

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Heads to the TL only to find a stone shaft with wooden ladders covered by vines and when he looks up he swears he can see two red eyes a slight flap of wings and a small breath of..............fire::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::moves over to Arthur::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Live with? It's pure torture!

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: unfortunatelly so

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: any idea what decks are not affected?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::shakes her head:: CMO: Unfortunately it hit here before I could get any information from the XO.

<Merlin> CO:  Try what you must Angus.  But, I will tell you, that you must find the lost sword.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: you were in contact with the XO? What's her location?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Looking back at Smith he motions for him to follow::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  Excalibur?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Upper level somewhere...this is the other odd thing...the turbolifts are working...but everything else looks so ancient.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::They slowly assend the ladder and begin looking for the Captain::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  I wouldn't even know...  Would finding the sword and bringing it to Arthur, reverse all this?

<Blacksmith>  CIV:  Aye M'lord.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: We have no working technology, so lets see if we can't find out how to get to level 8 and the command center

<Merlin> CO:  Now you are thinking Angus.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::nods:: CMO: Just as soon as I find a way to get into something other than this harness I can climb through the tubes.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> SELF:  Where would the bloody thing be?

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: why the tubes, the Turbolifts are working, aren't they?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Still climbing and looking up:: Blacksmith: M'lord? Sounds Klingon. In case you haven't noticed I am human. Turner is the name but you can call me Vaughn.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::thinks she can do without the harness also::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Yes but for how long?

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::but recalls what happened the last time she shed the corset::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::moves to the perimeter of the room, starting a futile search::

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> ::stays her ground on deck 8 just in case the TLs and JTs become unusable.::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Climbs out onto the next floor/deck and begins searching for the Captain::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CSN: lets worry about that when the time comes, I say we try the TL

<Merlin> CO:  I haven't been able to find it even with all my powers.  The only thing I can do is keep you and some of your crew from the effects.  Most of your crew believe that they are who they appear to be and that YOU, Angus are King Arthur.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::nods:: CMO: Let's go then.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::turns towards the lab door and finds a barn door instead::

<Merlin> CO:  It is not in this room Angus.  It is out there, on you transforming station, somewhere.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::hears the bleeting of calves and lambs outside and sighs::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Yes all the door have changed as well. ::pushes against the door::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::shoves as well::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Merlin:  All-right.  I'll search out there.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::moves to an open doorway, and exits. ::

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> ::punches a few buttons on her console and discovers that this deck change is spreading but somehow leaving her deck unchanged.::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::looks about at the landscape around them and whispers:: beautiful, isn't it?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::nods:: CMO: Yes it is.

<Merlin> CO:  Angus, I must leave now.  I must keep my appearences to a minimum.  Find the sword and bring it to it's rightful King.  I bid you farewell.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::looks left and right:: CNS: okay, can you recall which way the TL is?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::emerges into a cool, misty forested area, follows a well worn pathway::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::stops and looks around trying to get her bearings:: CMO: This way.

<Merlin> :: disappears in a cloud of mist ::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::nods and follows the CNS::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::starts walking back the way she came looking around:: CMO: Just over there behind that big oak tree.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::starts to hum:: tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree.......

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::follows the CNS to the tree::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::looks at the CMO:: CMO: What is that song?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Notices he is suddenly dressed differently::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: an old earth song, about tying ribbons around old oak trees.

ACTION:  The entire station, with the exception of OPS has transformed.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::pathway opens up into a clearing, and a small village::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Whatever you say doctor. ::pushes against the tree and watches the TL open::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Reaches in his pocket for a flashlight and pulls out a stick with a cloth on the end::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::steps in after the good counselor::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Looks strangely at the stick then at the wall light that is now a torch::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Looks like we climb.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::glances up:: CNS: indeed, but I doubt I can in this damn corset

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Reaches up and lights the stick with the cloth and illuminates the ground below in the now darkened barely torchlit corridor::

ACTION:  Several villagers run towards the Captain and fall to their knees, bowing to the "King"

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Well I for one am not going to continue wearing this.

<Old Woman>  CO: Your Majesty!!!!

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::nods in agreement and reaches under her garment to remove the corset::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::takes a deep breath:: CNS: ah, now that's better.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::starts getting out of the confining garment...finally gets it off and throws it on the ground:: CMO: How good are your eyes...it's going to get dark up there.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::stops and watches the villages::  OLD WOMEN:  Good lady, I bid you good morrow.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: as good as any of my species, so I guess you should lead as your eyesight and hearing are better than my own.  I'll follow.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Hears a crowd somewhere and the sound of ".......aj....sty"::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Very well...just stay close. ::grabs the bottom of the dress tugging it up and starts climbing the ladder::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::tucks in the hem of her dress into her waist band and follows::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Old Woman:  I am searching for a sword.  A most magnificent sword, polished to shine like the stars in the heavens.  Pray, have you seen such a weapon?

<Old Woman>  :: still on her knees, not looking at the King :: CO:  Oh, you have graced our humble village Sire.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::nods to the old women, but waits for an answer to his query::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::continues climbing making sure the CMO is staying with her::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::has 8 levels of ladders to climb before getting to the command center and the XO::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::keeping up with the CNS::

<Old Woman>  :: still on her knees, not looking at the King :: CO:  My Lord, if I only knewth the answer to thy question, I wouldst tell thee.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: You making it okay?

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: Yes, I'm still with you.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: Did you hear that?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Old Women:  Anyone in this village that might know the answer I seek?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Moves towards the noise::

<Blacksmith>  CIV:  Aye sire, I did.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: You aren't doing too bad for a human. ::chuckles softly::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: What is it?

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::laughs:: CNS: thanks.

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Just a couple of more levels I think.

<Old Woman>  :: finally looks up :: CO:  Sire, if thou wish it, we could see the village elder.  He would know if any.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Hears "M.j.sty"::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> Old Women:  Aye, pray, would you show him to me?

<Blacksmith>  CIV:  Well, m'lord, it would appear that the King is visiting this village.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::stays with the CNS::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> Blacksmith: People! ::Moves faster:: What are they saying?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::pauses and pushes against a wall:: CMO: I think we have arrived.

<Old Woman>  :: finally looks up :: CO:  Oh, Aye Sire.  This way.  I shalt take you to him most urgently.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: ah, just in time ::takes in a deep breath::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Yells:: CO: Captain!!?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::climbs out onto the deck and looks around::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Yells louder:: CO: Captain MacLeod!!??

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::follow the old women, can hear a familiar voice::  To Voice:  Hello!

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::looks before she moves out of the TL tube::

<Merlin> :: walks off to show the King where the Elder is ::

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> ::hoping that those who are on all the other decks will make their way to my location.::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::finds she is on a normal level and prays not to loose the top of her garment when it changes back into her duty uniform like it did last time.::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> XO: Commander Rushing! ::calling out loudly::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Yelling:: CO: Captain where are you?!!

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> CIV:  Commander Turner!  Is that you lad?!

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> ::hears sounds of being called::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::looks down:: CMO: Looks like we are on a normal deck.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: Yes, and don't be surprised if you don't have much of a uniform when it transforms back

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> CNS:  ::Yells:: Good, you've made to it.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::smile as she sees the XO::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Like it would really matter...I am covered in fur. ::chuckles::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: Yes, but I'm not ::grins;:

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> XO: Ma'am...any answers as to what is going on?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> CMO: Well I can always let you have part of my clothing.

<Merlin> :: look around at the Voice :: CIV:  Sir Lancelot!!!!!  Oh, what a glorious day for our humble village to have the King and his Champion visit us!!!!

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Thinks to self "lad?" then forgets about it:: CO: Sir yes sir its me!

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> CNS: I'm sure there is a jacket around some where, even if I have to search the Captain's ready room

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Stands up:: Self: Sir what the who now?

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> CNS:   The sensors indicate nothing that is causing these affects to the station.  Non of the security teams that have been sent out have made it back to this deck.

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::can see a man resembling Turner near the blacksmith shoppe, waves to him::  CIV:  Over here!

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Stands up straight as an arrow::

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> ::sighs:: XO: Great...just great. By the goddess this is so unusual...

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Sees the CO and waves::

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> XO: have you scanned the station to find the CO's location? Are they working?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> ::continues to follow the old woman, waves the CIV over::

<Old Wonam>  CO: Oh Sire, how wonderful of you to bring Lancelot.

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> CNS:  Those medival clothes can be torture.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> CO: Captain!! What the hell is going on here?

<CNS_LtCmdr_Panthera> XO: Unfortunately. Are there replicators working?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> ::Looks strangely at the old woman:: Old Woman: Lancewho?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> CIV:  Wish I knew.  We are on a quest, for a sword.

<XO_Cmdr_Rushing> CMO:  Sensors or any technology are penetrating the affected decks.  Each deck must be searched for the CO.

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> CO: A sword? Why?

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> CIV:   Long story.

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::watches her dress disappear and half of her uniform replace it::

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> CO: Sir none of this is making sense.........

<CMO_LtCmdr_Slater> ::grins and sighs again::

<CO_Capt_MacLeod> CIV:  You're telling me.

<Merlin> :: appears in a puff of smoke, looking younger than before :: CO:  So, you've finally arrived?

<CIV_Cmdr_Turner> CO: Well sir, I don't understand but you lead and I got your back.

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