Brett:
 Summary: The USS Delphyne drifts silently through the nebulous stretch of the mysterious Delta Triangle.  Her warp drive is disabled, as are her impulse engines.  With other systems off-line from the battle an hour before, the ship is all but helpless in space as her crew races to repair key systems to affect their escape.

Brett:
 <<<<Resume Mission "Sanctum - Line of Control Part 4">>>>

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::crawls out from under her console as the ship stops rocking and smoothes her hair::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::reaches for the console to determine if there's still power going to it::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Climbs up onto the Bridge through one of the Jeffries Tubes leading to it.::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Exits Ready Room. ::  All: Damage reports.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::walks through the hall towards a Jefferies tube, Ens. A'lioonk rushes up and hands her yet another PADD::

Brett:
 <EO> *CMO*: Doctor, medical emergency on Deck 14.  The Chief's hurt!

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Looks around for the Captain, or Commander Bauer.  He sees the Captain come in from the Ready Room.::  CO:  Captain, I have some information from the Synod transmissions.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 Ens.A'lioonk: Thanks ::sighs and starts towards the ladder, A'lioonk hands her a bag::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::sees there's power and begins checking on the science sensors and their functionality::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::On bridge:: CO: Sir, with you permission, I'd like to make my way to Sickbay. They may need a hand.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 <Ens.A'lioonk> CTO: Thought this might help, Ma'am?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Go ahead.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 Ens.A'lioonk: It should.  Check in with Sven and Sid.  I'm heading to the bridge

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Check in with CMO and head down. ::nods::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::A'lioonk scampers/hops away and Sika climbs the ladder::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CO: Aye, Sir.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Walks over to the Captain and hands him a PADD with the information.::   CO:  It seems that we may have become involved in a holy war.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Holy War?  ::begins to read the PADD ::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 *CMO*: Bauer to Doctor Llyncaad. I thought I'd head your way, see if I can help in any way.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 *EO* I"m on my way. ::looks at her MO:: MO: You have sickbay, keep an eye on our resident guru ::tilts her head to Silelik::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  Some of the comments in the transmissions between the enemy ships indicate that they did not wish for us to reach some kind of temple.  There were two mentioned.  The Holy Temple, and the Temple of Fire.  Whether or not they're the same thing, I don't know.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::overhears OPS and her eyebrow raises questioningly, until she notices the sensors are out of calibration, almost grumbles::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::stops as she hears the XO's comm...he didn't seem to nice on the bridge...then turns and walks out of sickbay:: *XO*: I'm on my way to Engineering, the Chief is apparently injured. You may attend to sickbay, but do not break any of my MO's toes.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Starts to make his way to deck 7 through the Jeffries tubes and hatchways:: *CMO*: Yes, Ma'am.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Sir, the sensors are on-line, but some of them are out of calibration.  The Triangle makes any readings beyond about a half light year impossible and closer than that is sporadic at best. I'd like to suggest we get a team of engineers working on it before we regain propulsion.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: ::frowning:: And we have no idea what they're referring to? That could explain their behavior during the combat...

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Makes it to the bridge, exits the ladderway::

Brett:
 INFO: Sickbay has a handle on the casualties, though three require surgery if they are to survive.  The rest have been sent to several large communal areas to recuperate and only the most severely injured remain in Sickbay proper.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: See to it. While they're working on that, see if you can find out anything about the Synod and a "temple of fire" or a "holy temple"? I know it's slim but maybe there's something?

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  It could be a reference to a variety of things.  It could be something located on a planet or it can even be some kind of spatial anomaly in their space.  I'm not sure if we even have enough data to research into this.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::smacks the side of the bulkhead as she realizes the TL is out of service:: Self: Great. Just...great. ::jogs to the nearest Jeffries tube entry::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Moves to her console, checks the board.  Too much of her panel is dark::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Arrives at Sickbay and enters. He finds no pretty lady Doctor, just the Counselor::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Understood sir. OPS: Commander, is the communications system working?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Excellent work getting this deciphered. See if there's anything you can cross-reference with CSO to learn as much as we can.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 *EO*: What is the condition of the CEO? ::works her way toward engineering::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CNS: I thought they could use an extra set of hands down here.  What can I do?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Looks around to assess the situation::

Brett:
 <Engineering> *XO*: Commander?  Engineering, Lieutenant Burton.  Sir, we've got the worst of it under control here but we're going to have to prioritize.  What do you want back on line first: Transporters or Turbolifts?

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::hears the door swish open, notices the executive officer, and moves forward:: XO: As far as I have noticed, we have been able to handle the light injuries. However, there are three in need of immediate surgery.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 *EO*: I think the turbo lifts should be next.

Brett:
 <EO_Burton> *XO*: Aye aye sir.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Turns to Rhykmal slightly.::  CSO:  There has been some reported difficulties trying to send out communications from this region of space.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Turns back to the Captain.::  CO:  Sir, there is something more.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: More? Go on...

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 <MO> XO: Sir, are you rated to perform surgery....still?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CNS: I think I still remember how, how about you then that would leave one for Doctor Llyncaad.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods slightly:: OPS: Ah. The same type of interference that troubles our sensor readings. I understand.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 MO: It wouldn't be good if I weren't huh?

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  You remember the bigger ship?  That ship is going to represent a rather large problem to us.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::finds the commander's choice of ship functions intriguing and maintains a personal note of functional prioritization::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 MO: and what do you mean... still?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Oh? How so? ::wondering just how much worse it's going to get::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Waits for the others to finish their reports, checks in with a couple of TO's working on the bridge::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::almost sighs, but that would be so very un-Vulcan and focuses on what information the database can give her on the Synod and their holy temples::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 <MO> ::blinks:: XO: I simply meant that there are instances where a Medical degree is retained, however the holder could be out of touch with the skill for surgery.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 TO_Sich: Try and get at least one of our consoles up here working.

Brett:
 Action: After a rough climb, the CMO arrives on Deck 14 and is met by a harried looking youngster in engineering damage control gear.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Sir, I detected a small ship... about seventy-five meters in length on approach... it seems to be of Orion manufacture.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 MO: Heck, I ain't that old to have forgotten but, if you feel it better to wait for the CMO, I'll bend to your decision.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  When that ship wasn't involved in the attack, it seemed as if the fighters were uncoordinated.  That ship is acting like... a hive mind.. if i can even use that Borg reference.  To make things worse, that lone ship has more communications capabilities than one of our Starbases.

Brett:
 <EO> CMO: This way ma'am!  He was hit by a plasma discharge.  His suit protected him, I think, but he looks bad.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 <MO> ::raises an eyebrow:: XO: I was only implying that you may not be comfortable performing surgery. It is best if we both begin immediately. ::eyes the Counselor, unsure if he is rated for surgery or not...suddenly can't remember::

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::nods:: XO: I will work on the burn victim. ::steps forward, then back:: If that is okay with you, Commander.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Speculation, lieutenant.. are the Orions involved or merely arms dealers?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CNS: It is okay, help where you can.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::follows the EO, then brushes past him and kneels next to the Chief:: CEO: Chief, can you hear me? ::pulls out her tricorder and begins to scan::

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::nods to Bauer, then the medical officer, before proceeding to the necessary tools to treat the burned patient::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: With the Orions it is hard to predict. As sensor readings make this place a perfect hiding place for pirates, I would be... cautious.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 MO: It's your call, use me as you will. ::Smiles::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: So we've got to overcome their communications technology if we're going to face them in combat again?

Brett:
 INFO: The CEO is unconscious.  His environmental suit is charred in several places and it looks like he took a nasty shock.  His vital signs show he is stable but that could change.  He also seems to have suffered a slight concussion.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  I already have some of my best officers working with Science down in Astrometrics.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 <MO> ::glances over XO, then raises an eyebrow:: XO: I'll keep that in mind...::turns and walks toward her patient to begin prep for surgery::

Brett:
 Action: The Small Orion craft approaches the Delphyne slowly and then stops about 100 kilometers away

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Get those sensors back in shape. We need to keep our eyes open, as it were.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Very good, keep me posted on their efforts.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: I'll do my best. ::goes to work on the calibration of the sensors as best she can from the bridge::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Reads the diagnostic read outs on one of the surgical candidates::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Notices the Orion ship. ::  Self: Damn.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::sighs and looks down at the CEO:: CEO: You are one lucky man today....::said in a soft voice, then reaches down to begin removing the Chief's helmet:: EO: Help me disassemble his suit...gently. Or I'll break your fingers. ::last end of sentence muttered::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 <TO_Sich> CTO: Ma'am!

Brett:
 <EO> ::Assists the doctor as ordered, trying very hard not to jostle the chief::

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::finds the burn victim to be fairly strong, considering the stress the injuries are having on his nervous system::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::follows Sich's look::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  Would you like me to try hailing them sir?

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::moves to her station, trying to make the board work::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Give it a moment.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Sensors show that the ship is heavily armed for its size with type 8 phasers and an older photon launcher... however despite the power output, it dose not posses strong shields.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Any chance we have shields or offensive capabilities?

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::attaches a cortical monitor to assure the Chief does not worsen without her immediate knowledge...and proceeds into a more in-depth examination::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: I would hesitate to suggest, and the CTO can correct me here, that they would be unable to withstand a concentrated barrage from the Delphyne or even a protracted fight for long.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Takes his station at Operations.::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Reads over the patients needs:: MO: Hey, this guy only needs a femur set and has a little internal bleeding...I think I could handle it...I mean only if you wanted me too, of course.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Yes, but how long could we last if they targeted a weakened area?

Brett:
 <EO_Burton> *bridge*: Bridge, engineering.  We have two turbolifts back in operation, one for the secondary hull and one for the primary saucer.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 EO: Are the transporters working?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: That I do not know... ::looks to the CTO, stands next to her console, somewhat offering it if the CTO needs it::

Brett:
 <EO> CMO: No ma’am.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: Sir, our shields aren't 100% yet.  If they get around behind us...

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::moves to work on the Chief's concussion...:: EO: Why not? Is that not considered an essential system after a battle?

Brett:
 <EO_Burton> *EO*: Junior!  We got a lift working.  Get the chief on it and head for sickbay.  We'll send it to you, there's three other walking wounded on it now.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: Our dorsal emitters were completely knocked off line

Brett:
 <EO_Junior> *EO_Burton*: yes sir, the doc is here now.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Prioritize the working lifts for medical use.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Understood.

Brett:
 <EO_Junior> CMO: Well ma’am, I think...that is, yes ma’am… but, well, I wasn't assigned to that detail so I can't say... why... they... um, but there is a turbolift coming!  ::Brightens::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  Aye sir.  ::Sends out the appropriate instructions to all departments.::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::rolls eyes:: EO: Perfect.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Be ready for anything, we may get into a scuffle at a moment's notice.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 OPS: Hail that ship.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Is being ignored by the MO and decides he must be stepping on her toes by being here::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Runs his hands over the console and attempts to hail the Orion Ship.::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  Hailing frequencies open.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: Aye sir

Brett:
 Action: The screen dissolves to static for a moment then resolves into the face of a bearded Orion man.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Tries to clear out the image a bit.::

Brett:
 <Orion> COM:DEL: Greetings USS Delphyne.  It seems you have had an... accident?  May we be of assistance?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 *CO*: Sir, I think I am just in the way down here. I will check on transporter repairs then return to the bridge.

Brett:
 Action: Meanwhile, the Turbolift arrives on Deck 14 and several engineers assist the CMO in loading the CEO aboard carefully.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Orion: We've had a bit of bad luck but we're enacting repairs already. Thank you for the offer. ::smiles::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 *XO*: I need you to meet me at the TL with a stretcher for the CEO. Or, pass this order to my MO if you have left sickbay.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 *CMO*: I'm on it.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *XO*: Understood, do what you can along the way.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::the panel has a few lights come on and then go back off::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 ::Grabs a stretcher and a couple medics:: MEDICS: Follow me, guys.

Brett:
 <Orion> COM:DEL: CO: ::Makes a tsking sound::  Ah, that is good to hear.  Such a fine ship to be all...broken like that.  Perhaps we can help?  if you would be so kind as to evacuate your crew to the life pods, for their safety, we could tow the ship to the trade lanes and send a distress call for you.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 :: Arrives at Turbo lift:: *CO*: Aye, Sir.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::finds the Orion's offer suspect::

Brett:
 INFO: The Turbolift moves along its tubes at only 1/2 its normal speed, but the ride is smooth.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Wonders who the Orion Captain thinks he is.  He slightly turns to look at the Captain's reaction.::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 MEDICS: When they arrive assist in getting the patient into Sickbay::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::glances around:: EO: Why the hell is it taking so long?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 <MEDICS>: XO: Aye, Sir.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Motions Sich and points at the panel, now dark.  He nods and moves to the other board::

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::finishes the last touches on the burn victim, sedates him, and tracks down the XO:: Self: Perhaps I can be of assistance on the bridge.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Orion: I assure you, this looks far worse than it actually is. Besides, we've already sent a message to Starfleet. ::continues to smile::

Brett:
 <Orion> COM:DEL: I am afraid I must... insist.  ::Smiles evilly::

Brett:
 Action: The TL arrives and the doors open in front of the waiting medics.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Taps the panel, it blinks then comes to life, briefly::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Orion: Oh, come now. There's no need for that. I mean, you'd attack us and cause a bit more damage... and we'd destroy your ship just trying to protect ourselves. You don't want that, do you?

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 MEDICS: Okay guys, let's move.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: Sir.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Can't help but smile at the Captain.  He continues to listen on to the transmission.::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::goes to the tactical officer and says quietly, her face away from the viewscreen camera:: CTO: My console is working I believe you can reconfigure it to run your systems if you are having difficulty with yours.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Lieutenant?

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Moves to the CO’s side and whispers:: CO: Sir, they are raising shields and powering up phasers

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 <MEDICS>:: Go into action in transporting the patient:: CMO: Where in Sickbay do you want him, Doctor?

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Moves back:: CSO: Thanks, I just might have to do that

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::monitors the work of the medics and keeps a very close eye on Bauer::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Taps in a command:: CSO: It seems that I can call up science here, up for a switch, Lt?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: ::whispers:: Raise our shields and counter with a barrage of torpedoes. Fire on my order.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: Aye sir

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CTO: Certainly.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 XO: The Neuro biobed. I need to do a complete workup.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Makes certain that the proper amounts of energy are flowing to all the necessary systems.::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::nods at Rhykmal:: CSO: Ens. Sich is still working on the consoles, any problems holler at him

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::monitors the Chief from the head of the stretcher::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::goes to the CTO's console and tries to get a reading from the sensors::

Brett:
 <Orion> COM:DEL: Now captain, evacuate your ship or I shall open fire.  I assure you, I will harm none of your crew in the life pods.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::Moves to SCI and taps the command to ready it for TAC::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 MEDICS: You heard her.  CMO: I know Sickbay is your area I just came down to see if I could help out. 

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: All ready, sir

Brett:
 @<Orion> ::Smiles, trying to project a good impression::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CMO: I think your MO wants to shoot me out the air lock.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Orion: What an interesting choice of words. Why, that reminds me of something I saw very recently.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::looks at the XO and raises an eyebrow....then moves forward to finish her work with the Chief:: XO: I know that, I did not say anything to the contrary, did I? This is the first time I have seen you in here face to face....

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::smirks:: XO: She just likes to keep things running smoothly. Don't worry...she can hardly take my cat on, let alone you.

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 ::Runs a few scans on the communication emitters on the Orion ship.::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 ::taps the command for the shields::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CMO: You do that cute thing with your eyebrow...my dog does that too.

Brett:
 @<Orion> ::Eyes widen slightly as the Delphyne raises its shields::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: Sir, shields up.  ::raises an eyebrow::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CMO: I have medical training and my doctrine in medicine but, you are the boss...in sickbay anyway.

Brett:
 @::The Orion captain and, what might be his first officer, hold a whispered conference before the Orion CO pushes him away out of the viewer::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Watches the Orion Captain, looking for the 'tell'. ::

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::looks up at the XO:: XO: Oh how splendid, I remind you of your dog. ::extremely sarcastic in tone, engrossed in her work with the chief:: You keep those comparisons up and I might help my MO throw you out of an airlock.

Brett:
 <Orion> COM:DEL: ::Smiles again, the picture of humility::  Oh, ::Chuckles nervously::  my mistake.  I am afraid your last transmission as garbled and I misunderstood.  I am so happy we avoided an unpleasant, er, exchange.  Since you are alright, we will be on our way.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 ::collects enough mental discipline to control the jaw drop instinct:: CMO: Doctor. We talked about this.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: Orion: CO: Ah, I'm glad we were able to clear that up as well. :: smiling again ::  Your offer to assist us has been duly noted and we bid you a good journey.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CMO: Umm, I didn't mean...oh heck.

Brett:
 Action: The Orion vessel depowers its weapons and turns away from the Delphyne and scurries away into the void.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 CNS: We talked about nothing, Counselor ::looks up with a slight glare at the CNS::

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CMO: My dogs real cute and so are you, I mean...there's no comparing it's just... ::Shuts up::

OPS_LtCmdr_Sanford:
 CO:  Strange man that was.  ::Shakes his head a bit.::

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: They're away, sir.  But I don't trust them

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: I agree with Lieutenant Llynisika, Sir.

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 XO: Commander, I believe our doctor is suffering from an unconscious insecurity which causes her to lash out in order to prevent others from getting close. As you would know, having been a counselor.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: I don't, either. Keep an eye out for them. And get all our shields back online.

XO_Cmdr_Bauer:
 CNS: Yeah but I hate it when they don't like me.

CTO_LtJG_Llynisika:
 CO: Aye sir. ::Moves the sack holding the PADDS:: CO: Sir, I have my report right here

CNS_Ens_Silelik:
 XO: On the contrary sir, it's very possible that the more she pushes, the more she likes you.

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::looks up at the CNS and XO, in slight disbelief:: CNS/XO: I can still hear you both!

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Eyes the PADDs suspiciously. ::  Self: where's the XO when I need him?

CMO_Ens_Lincaad:
 ::throws hands in the air:: CNS/XO: Both of you! Out of my sickbay!

Brett:
 <<<Pause>>>>