USS Delphyne 9911.22

ACTDNicke:
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CO_Grant:
::In the ready room::

XO_Wall:
::leaves quarters to head to duty::

XO_Wall:
::enters TL::

CMO_Matt:
::about to leave his quarters for medbay::

ENGMac:
::in quarters fast asleep::

MO_Lea:
::Sleeping in sickbay::

XO_Wall:
*CO*: can I see you for moment?

CIV_McLeo:
::back at sci station 1 filling in::

CNS_Jiosa:
::on TL To sickbay::

FCO-Nichols:
::In quarters, straightening uniform::

CMO_Matt:
::enter sickbay, looks around, relatively empty except for a sleeping Lea;:

CO_Grant:
*XO*: Sure, come into ReadyRoom

FCO-Nichols:
self: Well, here's to another day!

XO_Wall:
*CO*: aye

CMO_Matt:
::smiles and walks over to the biobed, pulling out a tricorder and initiates a scan::

FCO-Nichols:
::leaves quarters for bridge::

CNS_Jiosa:
::exits TL and enters Sickbay:: CMO: Where is Doctor Lea?

XO_Wall:
::TL comes to a stop, exits onto the bridge::

CEOLefler:
::sleeping::

CMO_Matt:
::looks to the counselor:: CNS: Here, asleep.

CIV_McLeo:
::takes readings::

FCO-Nichols:
::enters tl:: comp: bridge

XO_Wall:
::walks up to the RR door active doorbell::

CO_Grant:
::Hears doorbell::

CO_Grant:
Outloud: COme In

XO_Wall:
::enters RR::

FCO-Nichols:
::arrives at bridge::

CO_Grant:
XO: What is on your mind, MR.Wall

CMO_Matt:
::finishes the scan; the sleep is needed severely::

CMO_Matt:
::turns to the counselor:: CNS: She shouldn't be woken just yet.

XO_Wall:
CO: did yoy get my report on Mr. Macpherson?

FCO-Nichols:
::relieves "night duty fco"::

CO_Grant:
XO: Yes I did. Overworked you say.

CIV_McLeo:
::quietly does work::

CNS_Jiosa:
CMO: To bad, i was gonna see if she was ready for some r&r on the StarBase

XO_Wall:
CO: yes hes been overworking himself because of his family as I showed in my report

FCO-Nichols:
::sits at station::

CMO_Matt:
CNS: Well, until we get there, she deserves the rest.

CEOLefler:
::wakes up and rolls over::

CO_Grant:
XO: His family should be proud of him. Until that incident he was a remarkable worker.

CMO_Matt:
::starts to look over some information on a number of padds::

CNS_Jiosa:
CMO: I agree wholeheartedly

FCO-Nichols:
::updates duty log::

CNS_Jiosa:
CMO: Would you call me when she wakes up I scheduled her for the first rotation on the Starbase

CO_Grant:
XO: DO you think that his situation is under adequate control?

CMO_Matt:
::nods, engrossed in organizing the official records of the last few days::

MO_Lea:
::Begins to move her head slightly::

CMO_Matt:
::looks up:: CNS: Sure.

CNS_Jiosa:
::exits sickbay::

XO_Wall:
CO: I wanted to know do you still want to go ahead with discipline you mentioned? I have confined him to quarter for 2 days to get sleep.

CMO_Matt:
::keeps going over the padds, takes a seat on a biobed near Lea::

ENGMac:
::begins to have a nightmare::

CNS_Jiosa:
::enter TL:: Comp: Bridge

CIV_McLeo:
::continues to monitor sci::

FCO-Nichols:
::finishes duty log::

CNS_Jiosa:
::TL stops exits onto the bridge::

XO_Wall:
CO: I feel now that we know the real reason?

CO_Grant:
XO: Time served should be adequate. Perhaps Mr.Lefler can arrange for additional transporter protocol training for Mr.Macpherson as well

CMO_Matt:
Self: Interesting. ::picks up another padd, nodding to himself::

MO_Lea:
::Opens her eyes, looks at the ceiling, then closes them tight again::

FCO-Nichols:
::checks station to ensure controls are set to normal::

CO_Grant:
XO: I will consider the matter handled administratively. Should be no need for Court-martial

CMO_Matt:
::looks up from the padd, noticing movement:: MO: Doctor?

CNS_Jiosa:
::sits down in plush cns chair::

XO_Wall:
CO: I told him that he is not to neglect himself like that again.

MO_Lea:
::slightly shakes her head:: CMO: I'm asleep..

CO_Grant:
XO: NO one should neglect themselves. It is a good thing that we have an opportunity for R&R today

CMO_Matt:
MO: All right then.  You deserve it, you've done a lot.  Keep on sleeping, we have a few hours left until ETA.

CMO_Matt:
::gets to his feet and moves across sickbay to continue to review Lea's work::

CO_Grant:
XO: Certainly, Mr.Macpherson can take R&R in the rotations for ENgineering

MO_Lea:
::Stills again, thinking::

XO_Wall:
CO: yes I whole heartly agree, I don’t like that neglect myself.

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO: You are aware that you are on the first rotation for R&R on the starbase?

ENGMac:
::tosses and turns radically::

FCO-Nichols:
Jiosa: I am now ma'am.

CIV_McLeo:
::scans for unusual phenomena::

CO_Grant:
XO: Perhaps you and I will get off this ship and maybe we will even find those accommodating waitresses in the bar on the SB

CMO_Matt has left the conversation

FCO-Nichols:
::smiles thinking about volleyball!::

Marc has entered the conversation

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO: Ma'am? ::smiles:: I am not that old

XO_Wall:
CO: perhaps ::chuckles::

FCO-Nichols:
Jiosa: It's a habit from the Academy.  Sorry ::smiles::

Hawkes has entered the conversation

Hawkes has been made a speaker

CO_Grant:
XO: Well lets make sure we get to the SB in one piece. Let 's go to the bridge. I feel that red alert drill coming on

Hawkes Appears as ANNA

XO_Wall:
CO: aye

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO: The names Liz or Mackenzie whatever you prefer

CO_Grant:
:: Get 's up and heads to the door::

FCO-Nichols:
Jiosa: I like Liz.

XO_Wall:
::follows the Capt to the bridge::

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO;

Hawkes has changed to TO_Hawkes

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO: You should, she is a very nice person 

CEOLefler:
::steps out of quarters refreshed and ready to go::

MO_Lea:
::Looks at the ceiling again::

CO_Grant:
:: Hears doors whoosh behind him and XO::

TO_Hawkes:
::At Tac on bridge::

CMO_Matt:
::keeps looking through reports::

FCO-Nichols:
Liz: Please, call me Sarah then.

CO_Grant:
::NOds knowingly to TAC::

CIV_McLeo:
::sees CO on bridge and unconsciously stands a bit straighter::

CO_Grant:
::takes seat::

MO_Lea:
CMO: Where are we headed?

CNS_Jiosa:
::nods to CO::

XO_Wall:
::takes his seat on the bridge::

CO_Grant:
::Observes the OPS officer very involved with his work::

CMO_Matt:
MO: Starbase 191 to deliver our friendly computer, and to get some rest. ::takes a look over to the Doctor:: Looks like you've already started.  That's good.

CO_Grant:
::nods to Counselor:;

CO_Grant:
COunselor: Is it a good day for R&R, i.e. party?

MO_Lea:
CMO: Starbase 191? ::Sits up::

CNS_Jiosa:
CO: Always sir just think of me as your cruise director

ENGMac:
::has a reoccurring nightmare of losing crewmembers on the transporter pad::

CMO_Matt:
MO: Yeah, ::walks over towards her again:: but careful, keep on resting if you feel you need it.

CO_Grant:
Counselor: NO shuffleboard!

XO_Wall:
::smiles at the CNS remark::

CO_Grant:
FCO: eta to Starbase 191?

CNS_Jiosa:
CO: Shucks ::makes pretend notes on PADD::

FCO-Nichols:
::checks readings:: CO: 19 minutes, Captain.

CO_Grant:
fco: acknowledged

MO_Lea:
CMO: No, I'm fine. One can only lie still so long.  ::stands up, wincing:: Though a little sore. ::Smiles::

MO_Lea:
CMO: What is the ETA to SB 191?

CO_Grant:
TAC: DO IT

CIV_McLeo:
::quietly works sci::

CMO_Matt:
::looks concerned:: MO: Is there anything I can do?  I feel like I owe you a lot for what you've done the last few days.

CMO_Matt:
::looks down at the computer console:: MO: 19 minutes.

XO_Wall:
CNS: I would like to to see EO Mr. Macpherson for the next week, he has a family issue that has effected his duty outlook, he is sleeping in his quarters right now.

XO_Wall:
<you>

CNS_Jiosa:
XO: Understood, I'll talk to him fairly soon

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: Red alert sounds

MO_Lea:
CMO: No, thanks.  It was all duty, and not much compared to the Academy. Nineteen minutes, hm?

CEOLefler:
::heads for the bridge::

FCO-Nichols:
::sets station for red alert::

CEOLefler:
::thinks "never mind"....heads for MAin Engineering::

XO_Wall:
CNS: make sure he understands what I said to him ::smiles::

ENGMac:
::is startled by the alert and from the nightmare, Mac goes into cardiac arrest::

TO_Hawkes:
*Shipwide*:Red-alert! All departments please report in.

MO_Lea:
::Runs to her station::

CMO_Matt:
::looks down to his padd, a little disgruntled, but he hides it well:: MO: And the Counselor wanted to speak with you as well. ::turns back to the stack of padds at the console::

CNS_Jiosa:
::activates red alert display for her station::

CEOLefler:
::running down the hall:: *ME*Lefler to Main Engineering. I want everytin red alert status by the time I get down there

CO_Grant:
::Looks cross-eyed at the tardy action of MR.Hawkes::

CMO_Matt:
::readies sickbay, gets to his station::

CIV_McLeo:
::activates red alert on the sci station::

ENGMac:
::is now having a heart attack, tries to get out of bed but collapses::

OPS_Lynam has entered the conversation

XO_Wall:
::looks at his status panel, as signals from departments come in::

CO_Grant:
::Observes his panel::

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO_HArris> *TO*: Tactical squads are in position all weapons ready.

CEOLefler:
::Runs into Main Engineering and sees his crew busy. Heads for Main Display

CO_Grant:
OPS: this should be a final test, if LCS is really gone

CNS_Jiosa:
CO: All civilians are in the designated "safety areas"

ENGMac:
::is crawling towards the door to his quarters::

CEOLefler:
*TO/CO*: Main Engineering. Reporting Alert Ready

CIV_McLeo:
CO: All tactical and long-range sensor arrays at full operational status

CMO_Matt:
*CO/TO*: Sickbay is ready.

CO_Grant:
CIV: acknowledged

TO_Hawkes:
*CEO/ CPO_Harris*: Aknowkledged.

OPS_Lynam has been made a speaker

CO_Grant:
*CMO*: Encouraging

MO_Lea:
::checks status of sickbay::

TO_Hawkes:
*CMO*: Acknowledged.

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Acknowledged

ENGMac:
::successfully pulls down uniform shirt and taps comm badge:: *CMO*: I, I,....

ENGMac:
::passes out::

CO_Grant:
XO: has every department checked yet?

CNS_Jiosa:
::listens to the red alert signal drone on and on....::

MO_Lea:
::looks to CMO when hearing EO::

OPS_Lynam:
::Switches over to red alert::

XO_Wall:
CO: seems so, yes

CMO_Matt:
::looks back, then picks up a medkit and sprints out of sickbay::

CIV_McLeo:
::continues to monitor station as if in a real red alert situation...trying to overlook the lights and noise::

CMO_Matt:
Computer: Give me the location of MacPherson.

CO_Grant:
XO: Good. Still slow but at least the MEDBAY responded this time

CMO_Matt:
::sprinting to the turbolift::

CO_Grant:
TO: Return us to green status

MO_Lea:
::Shrugs:: Nurse: Do you have those reports?

CO_Grant:
TO: Turn off the sirens

TO_Hawkes:
CO: Aye aye sir. ::Sirens off::

XO_Wall:
CO: yes I still have to meet with the CMO, sicbay will be 100%

TO_Hawkes:
CO: standing down from red alert.

OPS_Lynam:
::Returns power to green status, returns to paperwork::

CEOLefler:
::Returns Engineering systems to Green status::

CIV_McLeo:
::returns sci to green status::

FCO-Nichols:
::resets station to green status::

MO_Lea:
::Sets sickbay back to green status::

ACTDNicke:
ACTION :red alert goes back on....then quickly cuts off

OPS_Lynam:
:;Keeps glancing at the OPS panel expecting to see messages appearing::

CO_Grant:
FCO: we should be rapidly approaching SB191 soon

FCO-Nichols:
CO: 1 minute to Starbase sir.

CMO_Matt:
<Computer>: In his quarters; deck 4.

MO_Lea:
Self: What?

TO_Hawkes:
Self:: Hmmm.

OPS_Lynam:
::Self: "Oh great."

CEOLefler:
Engineering Crew: Good job everyone.

CMO_Matt:
::enters the turbolift:: Comp: Deck 4.

XO_Wall:
All: what was that?

CO_Grant:
FCO: Drop us down into impulse drive for the rest of the way

TO_Hawkes:
Computer: Reun diagnostic on red-alert drill program.

CEOLefler:
::Notices alert "burp"::

FCO-Nichols:
CO: Aye Captain.

CO_Grant:
OPS: I hope that wasn't a parting surprise from LCS

FCO-Nichols:
::slows to impulse::

CEOLefler:
*OPS*: Engineering to Bridge. Are you guys still playing with the big red button up there?

ACTDNicke:
ACTION : the Delphyne drops to impulse

CEOLefler:
Self:What the.....?

CIV_McLeo:
CO: no outside interference detected

CO_Grant:
OPS: Request our usual docking slot, if you please

CMO_Matt:
::exits the turbolift and hurries into Mac's quarters, finding him on the floor:: Mac: Can you hear me?  Can you hear me?

XO_Wall:
*SICKBAY* CMO, Laiiron you there?

CEOLefler:
::Steps up to Main Display and starts running hands fluidly and expertly over panel::

MO_Lea:
::Feels speed drop:: self: No..Please no..

OPS_Lynam:
*CEO*: Oh sure chief, that's all we have to do up here.  Run some manual diagnostics on the computer will you?

ENGMac:
::passed out::

CMO_Matt:
::pops open the medkit in a flash, and pulls out the tricorder and initiates a quick scan::

CEOLefler:
*OPS*: Aye Aye.

CNS_Jiosa:
Self: Ah starbase 191 all those memories

MO_Lea:
*XO*: Sir, Doctor Laiiron is heading for EO Macpherson for a possible medical emergency.

CO_Grant:
CIV: The technicians from the starbase should help with diagnostic

OPS_Lynam:
CO: I hope not to sir.  I have a bad feeling we may not have seen the last of him.  Er..It.

CIV_McLeo:
::nods at CO::

XO_Wall:
*MO*: what!? what happened?

CEOLefler:
::Starts Level 1 diagnostic of alert systems.

Janbea has entered the conversation

MO_Lea:
*XO*: He attempted to speak to the doctor then we lost communication.

CMO_Matt:
::finishes the scan, and tosses the tricorder aside, administering a blood thinning agent and starts cpr:: Mac: Come on...come on...

CEOLefler:
*OPS*: May be you should call the doctor. Sounded to me like the Delphyne has a case of the hyckups.

CO_Grant:
OPS: that is why  LCS is to be hand-carried off this ship under armed guard

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Just a thought sir, we'd better make sure the Starbase guys keep their computers away from ours.

CIV_McLeo:
OPS:  The processing unit we loaded that thing into has no outside communication protocols.  It should be self-contained.

CMO_Matt:
::stops and checks his breathing, shaking his head, then gets electro-stimulators from the medkit, placing them on Mac's chest::

TO_Hawkes:
OPS: The LC is is a separate container now....right?

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: lights dim briefly on the bridge

CO_Grant:
OPS: They will have only modern day "Laptops" with them

CNS_Jiosa:
OPS: Wouldn’t that mean manual docking?

TO_Hawkes:
Self: Crud!

CO_Grant:
:: shakes his head at the dimming of the lights::

CMO_Matt:
*Sickbay*: MacPherson is unconscious with a possible heart attack.  Prep sickbay.

XO_Wall:
::oh no::

CNS_Jiosa:
::looks at dim light:: All: Did the prices just go up?

MO_Lea:
*CMO*: We'll be ready.

OPS_Lynam:
CNS: Sure, but I'm sure Nichols here would love the oportunity. :;Smiles at her and pats her shoulder::

CO_Grant:
*CEO*: our lights just flickered again , make sure lighting system is checked while in dock

CEOLefler:
*CO*: Sir I would have to recommend we refrain from usuing any data flow with the SB. I am worried that LC might be slipperier than we thought

TO_Hawkes:
*CPO_Harris*: Form an armed tactical squad and go verify for me that the LC is still where we left it.

MO_Lea:
::Begins racing the poor nurses around working::

CMO_Matt:
::starts the pulse-stimulation until he gets a steady heartbeat after a few tries::

FCO-Nichols:
::smiles and "daydreams" about manual docking::

CIV_McLeo:
TO: It should be in Engineering, I think.

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO: Mind you dont scratch the hull or the paint

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Well, I have a feeling they might underestimate LC.  I'd hate to give him a starbase to paly on.

CMO_Matt:
*CO*: MacPherson has suffered from a minor heart attack, I'm taking him to sickbay now.

FCO-Nichols:
Jiosa: I'll do my best.

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: the module sits in engineering right where they left it...... 

TO_Hawkes:
CIV: Well, I want to make sure its STILL there.

CMO_Matt:
::sets the stimulators on a regulated pulse to keep the heartbeat steady in movement, and gets to his feet with MacPherson in arms, turning he heads to the turbolift:: Comp: Sickbay.

CO_Grant:
*CEO*: I am sure the technicioans have their orders to not touch only isolate LCS

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO_Harris>*TO*: HAwkes, its still here in ENG>

CIV_McLeo:
::nods at Hawkes:: TO: if it grew legs, we're in trouble

CMO_Matt:
::exits the turbolift and races down to sickbay::

TO_Hawkes:
*CPO_HArris*: THanks. Sit on it until we offload it!

MO_Lea:
::Resets the Main biobed in preperation::

CO_Grant:
OPS: If you need it , Send MR.Hunter-Macleod with LCS on the detail

CEOLefler:
*CO*: I am not worried about the containment unit sir. I am worried that we might not have gotten all of LC out of our own systems. I can't find any reasons for the recent systems glitches. Its just like the computer is trying itself out

CMO_Matt:
::enters sickbay:: All: A biobed better be prepped, we need another dose of heavy coagulants and something to keep him under for a while.

FCO-Nichols:
::prepares for docking procedures at Captain's orders::

XO_Wall:
CO: im going down to sickbay to check on Mr. Macpherson's situation, ok?

CO_Grant:
*CEO*: then we will just have to do some work on it.

CEOLefler:
*CO*:ON it sir

CMO_Matt:
::lays him down on the biobed::

CO_Grant:
FCO: You may proceed with docking procedures, thrusters only now

MO_Lea:
CMO: Right here.  ::prepares medications::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Well, if he has nothing else to do I suppose he could tag along.

FCO-Nichols:
::hears Leflers comment about LC:: self: Well, back to manual ::smiles::

FCO-Nichols:
CO: Aye sir.

FCO-Nichols:
::begins docking::

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: biobed readings go through the roof for a minute then settle back 

CMO_Matt:
::removes the stimulators and initiates the biobed consoles to keep a constant scan and regulate vitals::

CMO_Matt:
::looks up to Lea with worry etched on his face::

CO_Grant:
OPS: It is eitherthat or he can be an orderly to help clean up after MAcpherson in MEDBAY.

OPS_Lynam:
:;Monitors ship's systems during docking::

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: Delphyne begins manual docking...the ship lurches forward

MO_Lea:
::hears frantic beeps from the biobed. Moves to CMO's side:: CMO: What happened?

XO_Wall:
::stands up, quickly moves to TL::

CMO_Matt:
MO: He's stabalizing now. ::hands racing across the console::

CEOLefler:
EngBridges: Keep track of all systems glitches. See if you can track them all to one processing unit

CO_Grant:
::Looks annoyed at the FCO::

TO_Hawkes:
::Braces himself against TAC console...just in case::

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO: Arent we going a tad fast ::worried::

FCO-Nichols:
::checks systems::

CIV_McLeo:
::gets a bit jostled::

OPS_Lynam:
FCO: Please tell me you hiccuped.

CMO_Matt:
MO: That was strange, the biobed seemed to be fluctuating.

FCO-Nichols:
CO: Captain, my reading show the ship didn't move but I felt it jerk.

MO_Lea:
::Anticipates next need, preparing another hypo::

XO_Wall:
::looks back toward the FCO::

CO_Grant:
FCO: Smoothly now do not lurch into starbase. I don't want any dents

MO_Lea:
CMO: I'll run a diagnostic.

FCO-Nichols:
::disengages 1/2 of thrusters.  Uses momentum to finish docking.

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: the Delphyne docks without further incident

CO_Grant:
::sees docking port come to fill up the viewer::

XO_Wall:
::stands and waits::

CMO_Matt:
::nods and steps away from the biobed:: *CO*: Captain, we've just had a strange flux on the MacPherson's biobed unit.

MO_Lea:
::Begins diagnostic, and checks a display for bridge activity, wondering what's going on up there::

CO_Grant:
FCO: YOu may secure your station

CNS_Jiosa:
FCO: Nice job, no scratches

FCO-Nichols:
CO: We are docked and sealed Captain.

CEOLefler:
::::thinking to self "This isn't good. I am getting really freaky feeling about this. We can't underestimate a sentient program. It is practically capable of god-like powers. Right now  I am worried about reincarnation.::

FCO-Nichols:
CO: Thank you sir.

CO_Grant:
fco: acknowledged

TO_Hawkes:
<O'Reilley>:Self: What's Hawkes doing up there now? Idiot!

FCO-Nichols:
Jiosa: Thanks liz.

OPS_Lynam:
::Begins systems shutdown procedures::

XO_Wall:
::relaxes as we are docked, turns back around enters into TL::

FCO-Nichols:
::Locks down station::

CO_Grant:
OPS: COntact starbase. tell them our package is on its way. Use secure channel of course

CNS_Jiosa:
::mind runs every whichway wondering what to do first on the Starbase:

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Aye sir.

MO_Lea:
::sees they are docked:: Self: Good.

XO_Wall:
TL: Sickbay!

CO_Grant:
XO: Start the R&R rotations

FCO-Nichols:
XO: Station secured sir.  Permission to leave the bridge.

OPS_Lynam:
COMM: SB191: Starbase OPS this is Delphyne.  Our package is on its way.

CMO_Matt:
::turns to Lea:: MO: You go on ahead, Jiosa wanted to speak with you.  I'll stay with MacPherson.

CIV_McLeo:
CO: shall I go with the security detail with the LC, sir?

CNS_Jiosa:
CO: Also asking permission to leave bridge

CO_Grant:
COunselor: I hope to see on the starbase. They have some marvelous restaurants and bars and recreation opportunities there

TO_Hawkes:
*CPO_Harris*: Leave someone in charge of babysitting the LC and go to the torpedo launchers> I want visual verification that the tubes are empty. I don't like what's happening, and I don't want any accidents.

MO_Lea:
::completes diagnostic:: CMO: It doesn't show anything wrong.

ACTDNicke:
<SB> COMM: Delphyne: roger... 

XO_Wall:
CO/FCO: aye and granted ::TL doors close::

OPS_Lynam:
CIV: Sorry Hunter I forgot, yes go with them.

CO_Grant:
Counselor: Yes you may

CNS_Jiosa:
CO: Yes ever heard of the Blue Bayou?

MO_Lea:
CMO: Liz?  Yes sir..

CMO_Matt:
MO: Good, now go get some R&R.

FCO-Nichols:
::leaves station and heads toward tl::

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO_Harris>*TO*:Roger sir!

MO_Lea:
::Begins to leave, then turns back::

CEOLefler:
::this isn't over.......::

CIV_McLeo:
::nods at OPS and CO and heads to TL to join the security detail::

CNS_Jiosa:
CO: Try it sometime ::heads to tl::

CO_Grant:
Counselor:Blue bayou, hmmm sounds new

CMO_Matt:
::arms folded, he looks over MacPherson::

CEOLefler:
:heads for Main Computer Core::

FCO-Nichols:
::enters tl with Jiosa::

MO_Lea:
::In even voice:: CMO: I apologize for my behavior earlier. It was uncalled for and will not occur again.

CIV_McLeo:
TL: engineering

XO_Wall:
::TL comes to a stop, quickly heads down corridor and enters sickbay::

OPS_Lynam:
::Continues system's shutdown for docked status::

ENGMac:
::can faintly hear his surroundings::

MO_Lea:
::Turns back to the door::

CO_Grant:
OPS: make sure the detail takes LCS straight to Security cell on the starbase. NO stops at bars along the way

CNS_Jiosa:
::in TL:: Sarah: Whats you plans for R&R

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO>*TO*: Sir I'm on deck 13. The tubes are empty sir.

CMO_Matt:
::looks back:: MO: I understand, Doctor; we all act unlike ourselves sometimes.

XO_Wall:
CMO/MO: report?

FCO-Nichols:
Jiosa: Volleyball, a good book, and hopefully meeting a nice guy!

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Sir, I'm impressed with your knowledge of this crew's personality.  :;Smiles::

MO_Lea:
::Nods.  Glances at CMO then XO::

CMO_Matt:
XO: MacPherson had a minor heart attack.  He's stable now.  I really don't know what's happened.

CIV_McLeo:
::enters engineering and reports for security detail::

TO_Hawkes:
*CPO*:Good. Go back and if they need any help with the LC help them out.

CO_Grant:
OPS: acknowledged

TO_Hawkes:
::Runs diagnostic on tactical systems::

XO_Wall:
::walks over to the biobed that Macpherson is on::

MO_Lea:
::leaves sickbay, tapping her commbadge:: *CNS*: Did you want to speak to me?

CNS_Jiosa:
Sarah: Havent played Volleyball since highschool

OPS_Lynam:
*CIV*: Mc-Leod, make sure the detail takes that core direct to Starbase security.

FCO-Nichols:
::tl stops:: Jiosa: see you on the SB.  join us.  I've heard rumors about a getting a team together.

CMO_Matt:
XO: We had some strange activity on the biobed console, and besides him having the heart attack, nothing has been unusual.

CNS_Jiosa:
*MO*: Yes just to tell you you are one first R&R rotation wondering if you had any plans

CIV_McLeo:
*OPS* Aye, sir.

CEOLefler:
::Enters Comuter Core Room. The huge room extends several decks up and down. Everything is lit up by an warm blue glow from the core's panels.::

CNS_Jiosa:
::exits tl::

FCO-Nichols:
::exits tl and heads to quarters::

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO>::Returns to ENG::

CO_Grant:
OPS: I am going back to my Ready Room. You are in charge

FCO-Nichols:
::enters quarters::

ENGMac:
::can hear faint voices, like they're off in the distance::

CNS_Jiosa:
::heads towards SB enters sickbay::

CO_Grant:
::gets up and returns to Ready ROom::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Aye sir.

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: the ready room doors stick for a moment

MO_Lea:
*CNS*: I want to straighten a few things up in my quarters first.

MO_Lea:
::Passes right by CNS::

CEOLefler:
OPENAIR: LC, Are you in here? You don't have to hide from me. Its your friend.

XO_Wall:
CMO: doctor...acknowledged, find out what the cause of his heart attack is, isnt he young to be having this problem?

CO_Grant:
:: With difficulty pull foot into ready room, shaking his head::

OPS_Lynam:
CO: Might be a good excuse to put in for a new Sovereign.

MO_Lea:
::Turns around, heading back for sickbay::

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: the engineers turn and look at lefler

CNS_Jiosa:
MO: Neat as a pin lea has to clean up thats different ::watches MO pass right by::

CO_Grant:
*CEO*: Have the doors checked also, ready room doors stuck for a moment

CEOLefler:
::waits for answer::

MO_Lea:
::Enters sickbay::

FCO-Nichols:
::orders coffee from replicator::

CMO_Matt:
::pulling up his medical record and genetic history:: XO: Heredity plays some nasty tricks on us.  I'll know in a few minutes.

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: lefler gets no answer

TO_Hawkes:
OPS: I second that motion.

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: Nichols gets tea

CEOLefler:
::ignores comm and engineers around him. Just listens to the sound of the computer core::

CIV_McLeo:
CPO: given the recent malfunctions on the ship, I think we should take the precaution of erecting a tachyon field around the computer system here to deflect any transmissions that might be emanating from it::

MO_Lea:
CNS: I haven't been in my quarters for a few days now. Dust has built up..

OPS_Lynam:
TO: Well, when are you scheduled for liberty?

CEOLefler:
Self: Hmm

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO>:CIV: Alright sir, I'll get the boys right on it.

FCO-Nichols:
::takes big drink of "coffee".  Spits "earl grey" tea halfway across room::

CNS_Jiosa:
::makes a face showing mock horrification:: MO: The insanity!

CO_Grant:
::sits at desk and attempts to pull up some files from computer.::

XO_Wall:
::thinks what else is going to happen on this ship!, concerned for Macpherson::

TO_Hawkes:
OPS: Liberty? I don't feel like liberty just yet.

CIV_McLeo:
::nods at CPO and looks quizzically at the computer system:: self: how'd you get out of there

CEOLefler:
::Nods at Engineering team and turns around to exit the Main Computer Core Room

CO_Grant:
::Goes to work hopefully on some personnel files, evaluations::

MO_Lea:
CNS: Did you have plans?

CNS_Jiosa:
MO: Not really you?

OPS_Lynam:
TO:Well then, why don't you run some diagnostics on the tactical systems.  Level one, we got time.

MO_Lea:
::Still standing in sickbay, half listening to CMo and XO:: CNS: Not really. I do need to pick somethings up.

OPS_Lynam:
:;Begins manual diagnostic of OPS panel and power grid.::

TO_Hawkes:
OPS: :: Whispers:: what if we created a place that LC would WANT to go. Could we somehow fool it into thinkin we had a starship of the class it was designed for waiting for it?

CMO_Matt:
::looks away from the console:: XO: There's nothing in here that would suggest a susceptibility to heart disorders.  I'll have to cross reference information here with the official logs of his last few days of work.

FCO-Nichols:
*Lynam*: What's up with the computer?  My replicator is messing up.

TO_Hawkes:
::Starts level diagnostic of TAC::

XO_Wall:
::just stands there feeling frustrated and concerned::

CIV_McLeo:
::quickly scans the computer system for any anomalous readings::

CNS_Jiosa:
MO: Ok ::walks over to XO and CMO::

OPS_Lynam:
*FCO*: Nothings up.  Could be a normal malfunction.  Play with it some more and give me a report.

CMO_Matt:
::pics up a padd at his desk and moves back to the console:: XO: I'll notify you when I find something.

XO_Wall:
CMO: he just put in 96 hours straight of duty he has been neglecting himself.

TO_Hawkes:
OPS: I mean, if we could make it think that say, a runnabout was that class of ship, it might vacate willingly.

FCO-Nichols:
::reorders coffee::

MO_Lea:
::Leave sickbay again::

CEOLefler:
::walks through the halls ignoring crew memeber walking by. Thinking to self. My ship is no kind of condition to just start malfunctioning.....not unless something, ro someone wants it to..........::

MO_Lea:
::Enters the TL:: TL: Deck four.

CMO_Matt:
XO: That could be a cause, but exhaustion doesn't usually cause heart attacks.

FCO-Nichols:
*Lynam*: Ok, Nichols out.

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO>:CIV: The containment field is in place sir.

OPS_Lynam:
TO: Not a bad idea.  I'm not sure how we'd do that though.  If he's still here he'd detect anything we did in the computer...Unless we separate the secondary again.

TO_Hawkes:
OPS:...or do it from SB191?

XO_Wall:
CMO: ok keep me informed::as he exits sickbay::

ENGMac:
::tries to fight harder to awken::

CIV_McLeo:
Detail:: all right, let's get her out of here.  ::points to two tac guys:: keep phasers ready to blow this thing if anything goes horribly wrong

MO_Lea:
::Walks down the corridor and into her quarters::

FCO-Nichols:
::get's Irish Cream Coffee::

TO_Hawkes:
::Checks TAC diagnostis status.

CEOLefler:
::Re-enters MEand sees security details staring at the module::

CMO_Matt:
::starts an extensive cross reference of medical and duty records and logs::

TO_Hawkes:
>::<

OPS_Lynam:
TO: I think we'll wait for the Starbase boys to do their tests before we start tinkering.

FCO-Nichols:
*Lynam*: The replicator seems fine now.  Must have been a momentary glitch.

MO_Lea:
<Computer> MO: You have two messages.

CEOLefler:
DETAIL: You can take it. It won't bite. But the doors to the Turbo lift might smack you around a bit

CIV_McLeo:
::begins leading detail to Starbase security::

XO_Wall:
*CEO*: Lefler, I need to speak with you, you in Engineering?

FCO-Nichols:
::changes out of uniform into "civies"::

CEOLefler:
*XO*: Yes sir. Trying to lock down these glitches

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO>::Follows behind detail::

OPS_Lynam:
*FCO*: Understood.  Keep me or Chief Lefler informed of any other "glitches".  We may not be out of the woods yet.

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: as the detail moves off Lefler watches it..wondering.......

CO_Grant:
::pulls up files on recent officers , makes notes. ::

CMO_Matt:
::rubs his eyes, and continues to tap away at the console and the padd:: Mac: What caused this?

XO_Wall:
*CEO*: acknowledged on my way

MO_Lea:
Computer: Play messages.

CNS_Jiosa:
::exits MB enters tl and sets destination for her quarters::

XO_Wall:
::enters TL:: TL: Engineering

CEOLefler:
::Ya. I'm wondering::

CEOLefler:
::........womdering..............hmmmmm.........wondering::

CNS_Jiosa:
::exits TL enters quarters::

Janbea has left the conversation

CIV_McLeo:
::thinks to himself about what recently happened, while keeping an eye on the detail::

FCO-Nichols:
Comp: Play the last message from my parents.

XO_Wall:
::exits TL heads toward Engineering and enters::

CEOLefler:
::Sits at stool facing the Main Engineering Display::

MO_Lea:
::Mock dusts her quarters while listening::

CEOLefler:
COMP: Computer: Display the location of all power spikes in the ships processors

FCO-Nichols:
::Sits and listens to "letter" from home::

XO_Wall:
::walks over to Lefler::

CNS_Jiosa:
::changes from uniform to some jean pants and a simple with T-shirt::

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO>::Keeps an eye on the detail and the surroundings::

CEOLefler:
::Sees Commander enter::

CIV_McLeo:
::arrives at Station Security::  security officer: this is the "cargo" from the Delphyne

CEOLefler:
XO: Hello Commander. ::Goes back to studying display:: What can I help yo with?

CO_Grant:
::finishes work on personnel files, stores them back in computer::

CNS_Jiosa:
::takes of dagger figuring she wont need it on the Starbase::

MO_Lea:
::changes into a fresh uniform::

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: station secuity takes the "package"

CMO_Matt:
::puts the padd down and starts to compare the first scans to the present stable condition of the officer::

CO_Grant:
*OPS*: Have we got word that our package is received yet?

CIV_McLeo:
::explains to security officer everything known about the computer::

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO>::Watches as station security signs for the "package"::

OPS_Lynam:
*CO*: No sir.

XO_Wall:
Lefler: this is about Macpherson? were you aware that he put in 96 hours of duty straight?

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: station security signs for the package and moves off quickly;:

MO_Lea:
*CNS*: Who else is on first rotation of R&R?

CMO_Matt:
::something catches his eye, strange brain activity that was still lingering from a predominant level during and directly after the heart attack...dreams::

CEOLefler:
COMP: Computer, Display list of all new programs added to the Delphyne computr. Starting witht he most recent. Going back 2 weeks.

CNS_Jiosa:
::puts on class ring, on of those big rings not the little Le petite thind::

CIV_McLeo:
::nods and leads detail back to ship *OPS* The package is secure on the station

TO_Hawkes:
<CPO>*TO*: Package delivered sir.

OPS_Lynam:
*CIV*:Acknowleged.  Proceed with R and R if you're scheduled for it.

ACTDNicke:
<SB> COMM: Delphyne: USS Delphyne: this is station security.... when will you be arriving with the package?

CO_Grant:
::Gets up from desk, moves leisurely towards the door::

CMO_Matt:
::closes his eyes, muttering a slew of information about dreams and effects on neurons and electro-chemical imbalances in known biology::

OPS_Lynam:
*CO*: Sir, we just received word that...hold on.

XO_Wall:
CEO: well I just come from sickbay Macpherson is there, he has suffered a heart attack, the docter doesnt know the cause yet.

CEOLefler:
XO: What? I knew he was putting in some extra hours but nothing like that. He was always here before I got here and still here when I left but that is to be expected of my assistant. I haven't gone over the duty register for the week yet however

CNS_Jiosa:
::takes hair out of braid and combs it::

CEOLefler:
XO: Is he ok?

CMO_Matt:
::double-checks his theory with the records, and comes to a fair conclusion::

TO_Hawkes:
::Overhears COMM:: *CPO* Check out that station security detail> SB191 just COMMed us wondering when they'd receive it.

FCO-Nichols:
::finishes "letter" and packs a small bag for R&R::

CMO_Matt:
::taking a readied hypospray, he injects a light stimulant that should bring the officer around::

OPS_Lynam:
*CIV*: McLeod, take the detail back to security and grab the package!

ACTDNicke:
ACTION: a ship departs the station at Warp

OPS_Lynam:
COMM:SBSEC: We just delivered it.

CNS_Jiosa:
*MO* Basically the whole senior staff except EO Mac

CMO_Matt:
Mac: Can you hear me, MacPherson?  Can you hear me? ::studying the console::

CIV_McLeo:
*OPS* aye, sir! ::begins running back to security::

ACTDNicke:
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