Kris:
<<<<BEGIN ANOTHER INTRIGUING MISSION>>>>
<<<<BEGIN ANOTHER INTRIGUING MISSION>>>>

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: at Eng. station on the bridge ::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::sitting in her chair, reviewing reports::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::at OPS station on the Bridge::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::at FCO station::

CSO_Lt_Love:
::At science 1::

Capt_Bradley:
::In the Big Chair observing reports::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::at tac::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she puts the reports aside, and stands, going back to the Tac Station to observe::

Kris:
<Starfleet Command>  ::sending in data report to Griffon OPS::  Starfleet Admiral Hazbin has specially requested the U.S.S. Griffon for the following high security mission.  Captain's eyes only.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::notice the xo heading his way and quickly hides space invaders game::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::raises an eyebrow at Smith::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::looks over station::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
CO: Incoming Private message to the Captain from Admiral Hazbin

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she glances at the captain, a look of distrust on her face::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
CO: Do you want it in your Ready room?

Capt_Bradley:
::sits up in the Big Chair::Really?  Put it through to my ready room.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::checks tac status::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
CO: Aye Sir

Capt_Bradley:
::stands and heads for the RR::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::put thing to CO's RR::

Capt_Bradley:
XO: You have the bridge, number one.

CSO_Lt_Love:
::eyeing the capt's chair..::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::watches the captain leave, then takes the captain's chair::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::notices Love's not so discreet oogling, and keeps her reaction mysterious::

Capt_Bradley:
::enters RR and sits in big leather chair behind large oak desk.::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: looking up and down checking warp core readings bounce with an increased intake of Hydrogen and less Nitrogen ::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::continues to look over station::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::starts up space invaders game again now that the Xo is sitting the the co's chair however he make sure not to turn on the sound::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: notices that Nitrogen really is important with hydrogen in these warp drives, sets levels back to even balanced normal ::

Kris:
<Recorded message from Starfleet Command>  Proceed immediately to coordinates 237 mark 4 and retrieve the classified message buoy for your next orders.  Highest security, Captain's discretion.  Signed, Admiral Hazbin.

CSO_Lt_Love:
::turns back to console...<sighs>...::

Capt_Bradley:
::sighs::Ahh, Chuck.  not again.::rubs hand on forehead::

Capt_Bradley:
::gets up and heads for the bridge::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::beats level one of space invaders::

Capt_Bradley:
::enters the Bridge::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: shouldn't have smelled those herbs in the mystery box at the arboredum ::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::glances over at the captain:: Course and heading, sir?

FCO_Ens_Lark:
:;contemplates writing a book::

Capt_Bradley:
::stops at the deck rail::Helm:  set course for the coordinates 237 mark 4.  Engage at Warp 5.

Capt_Bradley:
::trows a sidlong glance at XO::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::sets course for coordinates 237 mark 5 warp 5::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she doesn't even flinch, but rises, and take her own seat::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::engage course::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
Capt:ETA is 1 hour

Capt_Bradley:
Helm: Thank you Ensign.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: I presume that the orders are under your discretion.

Capt_Bradley:
XO: Commander, My Ready Room, please.

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Does a level 4 sensor diagontics::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::wonders what crazy hair brain mission the admrial send them on this time::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she follows the Captain into his ready room::

Capt_Bradley:
Love: Lt, you have the bridge.

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::thinks about what might be in the book::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: sits back in the thing they call a chair at the engineering station, letting the computer run a diagnostic or two ::

CSO_Lt_Love:
Co: Aye

CSO_Lt_Love:
::Gets up and walks to center bridge..::

Capt_Bradley:
::goes back to RR and watches XO sit down::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Yes, sir?

OPS_Ens_Nick:
Lt: We have a Temperature Fluctuation in Cargo Bay 3

Capt_Bradley:
::sits on the corner of the oak desk and turns the monitor around for the XO to see::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: engines look ok ::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she reads the orders quickly::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::beats level two and goes on to level three::

CSO_Lt_Love:
Nick: what is the cause Ens..?

Capt_Bradley:
XO: not much to them, but I have a feeling there will be more.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Somehow I knew that Hazbin wasn't done with us yet.

OPS_Ens_Nick:
Lt: Unknown yet

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::thurther considers how the book would be set up::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Attemp to fix the problem::

Capt_Bradley:
::nods in agreement::

CSO_Lt_Love:
Nick: Ens. as soon as you have it isolated, let me know..

OPS_Ens_Nick:
CO: Done sir!

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Captain, do you have any ideas why we are being chosen for missions of this nature?

Capt_Bradley:
XO: any other thoughts?

Capt_Bradley:
XO: were either good, or lucky.

FCO_Ens_Lark:
Lt:theres an asteroid belt we need to set a course around it

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Or Hazbin has something that he's holding over your head.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::beats level three and starts level four of  space invaders::

CSO_Lt_Love:
:: Taps com badge..::Maverick: we may have a potential problem in cargo bay 3, send someone to see to repairs...

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::calculates course around asteroid belt::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
Love: I fixed sir...

CSO_Lt_Love:
Nick: Ens. make the neccesary corections..

Capt_Bradley:
XO: no there's nothing to that.  We go back a long time.  He feels he can trust me.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Love: What is the problem, exactly?

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::sets new course and engages::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
CO: I did Sir!

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::beats level four and starts level five when he gets his but kicked::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
Lt:new course set

Admiral_Hazbin:
*Griffon* Respond please.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
:;she stands:: CO: To be honest, I'm considering filing a report with Starfleet Command.

CSO_Lt_Love:
Maverick: a temp. fluctuation..but it has been repaired, disregard last order..

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: There's something not right about this.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Love: Yessir.

Capt_Bradley:
::surprised:: XO: why?

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: But that is just my humble opinion.

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::thinks could this possibly be some sort of trap::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::Decieds not to start game over again::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
Love: We are being hail sir

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: If you'll excuse the comment, I have a gut feeling that Hazbin has a hidden agenda. I don't trust him.

CSO_Lt_Love:
Nick: open a channel...

Capt_Bradley:
XO: that is certainly your perogative.  Send your report to me first, and if I agree, I'll back you 100%.

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Opens Channel::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Put the thing on screen::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::looks over readings::

Admiral_Hazbin:
::impatient::  *Bradley*  You there?

Capt_Bradley:
::nods thoughtfully::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Thank you.

Admiral_Hazbin:
::fidgety::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
*CO*: Admiral Hazbin wishes to speak to you

Capt_Bradley:
::surprised again::Ops: I'm on my way.

Capt_Bradley:
XO: I hate surprises.

Capt_Bradley:
::motions for XO to go ahead::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::smiles::CO: I know.

CSO_Lt_Love:
Admiral: Sorry to keep you waiting, i am Lt. love, how may i help you sir..?

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she exits the RR, and takes command of the bridge again::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::continues to consider book::

Admiral_Hazbin:
*Love*  It's about time, Lieutenant.  You like your job?  ::testy::

Capt_Bradley:
::follows the XO and sees Chuck on the viewer::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Love: I'll take this.

CSO_Lt_Love:
Admiral: of course sir, we seem to have a slight comm problem..

Capt_Bradley:
Hazbin:  Chuck!

Capt_Bradley:
Hazbin: to what do I owe this pleasure?

Admiral_Hazbin:
*Brad*:  Fix your damn comm...I can't have this trouble when I try to reach you.  ::grumpy::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
:;she shrugs, not realising that the captain was right behind her::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::looks over station::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she raises an eyebrow at Hazbin's remarks::

Admiral_Hazbin:
*Brad*  Have you picked up that message buoy?  Any questions?  I have a minute if you need any quick answers.

CSO_Lt_Love:
::moves bak to science, letting the Capt take back command..::

Capt_Bradley:
Hazbin:  You're looking a bit older these days, Chuck. Is Martha's cooking not agreeing with you?

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she stifles a smile at this::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::decidec to trace the com singal for fun::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::looks over comm systems::

Admiral_Hazbin:
*Brad*  She's taking up quilting of all things...hardly cooks anymore...stuck with replicated food.  ::erp::  Anyway...you pick up that buoy yet?

Capt_Bradley:
Hazbin:  we have not arrived at the coordinates.

Admiral_Hazbin:
*Brad* Well, get a move on man.  You've got a universe to save!

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she stands at this comment, and tries to hide her incredulous look::

CSO_Lt_Love:
::notices that the admiral seem upset..::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::notes that the call realy is from star fleet command::

Capt_Bradley:
::folds arms on massive chest::Hazbin:  Admiral, you know full well, we cannot exceed warp 5.

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::looks over readings::

Admiral_Hazbin:
*Brad*  ::sigh::  I know...I'm just impatient for this peace conference to go my way.  I'm counting on you to make it happen.  Don't disappoint me, Brad.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::decieds to scan for any ships::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::bites her tongue, longin to ask just what way is his way...::

Capt_Bradley:
Hazbin:  Chuck, I told you we were even.   How would you like to score this one?::sarcastic tone::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::decides to scan major systems::

Admiral_Hazbin:
*Brad* I knew you were going to bring that up.  Put yourself down for one of Martha's dinners and contact me at the peace conference.  Hazbin out.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::picks up a vulcan science ship and a cargo runner..Decied to do a detail scan of the closer ship::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she glances over:: CO: Is "Martha" that accomplished a cook?

Capt_Bradley:
::blinks at Hazbin's abruptness::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Admiral channel cutted::

Capt_Bradley:
XO: No.  Not at all.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she winces:: CO: Good thing you're not taking a date along.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Helm: ETA to coordinates?

Capt_Bradley:
XO: I don't intend to take him up on that invitation.::Ignoring implication::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: yawns and tries to increase the Helium circulation, and decides to play a practical joke ::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
XO:ETA is 5 min

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she's moved on to the next line of thought, leaving him behind::

Capt_Bradley:
Love: Sensors, Lt.

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::wonders if there is anything he can do::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Does level 4 diagontics on ship systems::

CSO_Lt_Love:
CO: Sensors are picking up a small object....it appears to be a bouy..

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: finds Ens. Smith & co's quarters on the display and increses helium levels by 50%, but makes sure Oxygen still is strong ::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::checks on status of detail tac scan::

Capt_Bradley:
::walks to CO"s chair and sits::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::checks on status of systems again::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Hazbin is our only contact for this, correct?

OPS_Ens_Nick:
*ENG*: There is an increase in helium down at Engineering... what are you doing?

Capt_Bradley:
XO: Yes, correct.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::shakes head:: Tac: Status of weapons and shields, Ensign.

CSO_Lt_Love:
CO: Capt, positive identification, it is the bouy..i

Capt_Bradley:
XO: I'm beginning to share your opinion.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
<Greenhorn>I'm not sure. But it's probably neccesary. Helium can kill some bacterias...

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::checks status:: XO: Weapons and shields Meet star fleet standards

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Tac: That's not what I'm asking.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
<Sasha>*Nick*I'm not sure. But it's probably neccesary. Helium can kill some bacterias...

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::scans bouy for bouey-traps::

Capt_Bradley:
Love: Thank you.  Check it for radiation and all that good stuff.  If it clears, beam it aboard.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she gets up, and goes to the Tac console herself to check things out::

CSO_Lt_Love:
CO: Checking now Sir...

OPS_Ens_Nick:
*ENG*: Understood

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::is satisfied when she sees things running at 100%::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
Xo: Sir Weapons are full functional and so are sheilds::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
::Can hardly wait to hear Smith in his quarters with all that helium ::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::starting to wonder if the both the CO and XO have it in for him::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::decides to run scans on systems::

CSO_Lt_Love:
CO: Capt., the bouy is safe for transport, beaming it aboard now..

Capt_Bradley:
::stands and walks over to TL expecting an all clear from CSO::

CSO_Lt_Love (Sound - transporter.wav):
beaming bouy aboard..

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Tac: That's what I'm expecting when I ask for status, Ensign.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::scans for other ships::

Kris_AGM:
ACTION: THE BUOY MATERIALIZES ON THE GRIFFON.

Capt_Bradley:
XO: Let's get to TR 3 and see what this thing is about.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:; wants to lower water temperature in Smith's quarters by 90 degrees but that's TOO cruel ::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
:;she then goes back to her seat, and waits for the captain's report on the bouy::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
Cap:I'm noticing a helium depletion in fuel mix.  Interesting

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
XO: that what i i told you

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Does a quick scan of the entire ship::

Capt_Bradley:
::waiting for XO to join him::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
Co: Sir i can see no indication of how the oey ended up here

Capt_Bradley:
Tac: keep scanning.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::realises that she's needed by the captain and heads after him::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: heras Lark ans quickly balances the fuel mix ::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
*ENG*: Can you tell me why there's a build up of helium in Smith's quarter?

Capt_Bradley:
::gets into TL and holds doors for XO::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
:;she gets to the TL, and then turns to face the doors::

Capt_Bradley:
::they magically arrive at TR 3::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::heres Ops com..and send a sec officer to his quarters::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
<Greenhorn>Bacterial Build-up, I believe.

CSO_Lt_Love:
::gets up and heads for capt's chair..::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
<sec_guy>::heads for smith quarters::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::runs another scan on systems::

Capt_Bradley:
::looks at bouy on transporter pad::

CSO_Lt_Love:
:::sitting slowly, feeling the chairs arm's as he sit's...::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
*ENG*: I'm not picking up bacteria

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she walks into the TR, and stops short of the transporter pad::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Does a bio scan on the ship::

Capt_Bradley:
::walks up to bouy and places hand on ID plate::

Tac_Ensign_Smith (Sound - Tricorder.wav):
<sec_guy>::Scans smith quarters and see that enverment controls for this room are being controled by the engineering stauts on bridge::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
<Sasha>*Nick*Just because you don't detect it doesnt mean it isn't there. Some bnacterias are undetectable.

Capt_Bradley:
::watches to see what happens::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::waits for the reaction from the bouy::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
*ENG*: And Why is Smith's enviormental control being controled by Engineering?

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
<Greenhorn>*Nick*It's not, as far as I know. Look, Ensign. I'm not sure. Talk to Dustin Maverick. He knows, probably. That's an order. Engineering out.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
<sec_guy>*Smith*: The bridge enginer status is dumping helium in your quarters::

Kris_AGM:
<Buoy>  ::voice:: The Griffon is ordered to escort a freighter to the planetary peace conference on Danus IV...

Capt_Bradley:
::looks at Dara::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:; hears the exchange and sets enviromental controls back to normal ::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::listens::

Kris_AGM:
<Buoy> The freighter is at coordinates 345 mark 4.  Proceed all haste...ETA from this point is 15 minutes...

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::motions for Brooks to take over tac::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::heads for Enginer station on the bridge::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
<brook>::at tac running tac sensor sweep::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
Maverick: Did you order Greenhorn to put helium in Smith's quarter?

CSO_Lt_Love:
Brook: Ens. are we the only ship in this sector...?

Kris_AGM:
<Buoy>...The freighter's occupants are classified and contact with them is to minimal, and then only with the freighter's Captain.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
Mav: Why are you pombing heluim in my quarters?

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
*Helm* Set course for coordinate 345 mark 4. Proceed with all haste.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Nick: No, I didn't. I put it in there. And now it's gone.

Kris_AGM:
<Buoy>  ::smoking::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Smith: it's all gone.

Capt_Bradley:
XO: tell them warp 8.

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::sets course for coordinates 345 mark 4::  ::engages::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
*Helm* Proceed at warp 8.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
Mav: thats not what i asked!

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Scans Smith's quarter::

Kris_AGM:
ACTION: ALL COMPONENTS INSIDE THE MESSAGE BUOY ARE DESTROYED.

Capt_Bradley:
::runs to console and beams bouy out::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::sets warp 8::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Nick: This whole evbent never happened.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: loks towards smith, walks over to him ::

Capt_Bradley (Sound - transporter.wav):
_bouy beams out

Capt_Bradley:
::looks at XO::they used a whole bouy for that?

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::release -all- helium out of Smith's quarter::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Obviously they didn't want this getting out.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
<Brooks>::notes a boey repear next to ship and scans it::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Smith: We had a larger amount than needed of Helium and I thought your quarters could use a bacterial-destroyer...

Kris_AGM:
ACTION: THE BUOY EXPLODES OFF THE GRIFFON'S PORT BOW.

Capt_Bradley:
::whispers::Damn that Admiral.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Looks like I might have been right after all.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
Mav: Do not give me that.  I have prove that you pump heluim into my quartetr and i want to know why!

Capt_Bradley:
XO: make sure we're at warp 8. and take us to yellow alert.

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::runs scans on systems again::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
<brooks>::logs the bouy self destruction and runs a damge check::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Smith: Check the sensor logs. What I said was true, Ensign Smith.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
CO: Aye. ::heads out of the TR, and gets to a turbolift::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
Mav: Very well i report this to the XO since you do not care to be honest with me

OPS_Ens_Nick:
Mav: It was there... I was doing a diagontics on the ship

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Smith: Wait.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Nick: Second.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::turns and heads for tac::

Capt_Bradley:
::goes to Captain's Quarters::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Smith: What do you want me to say?

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::she arrives on the bridge:: Helm: Current Speed?

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Tac: Go to Yellow Alert.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::turns around and face mav:It to late know Mav

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::Heads for tac::

CSO_Lt_Love:
::gets up from Capt's chair..::

Tac_Ensign_Smith (Sound - Alert.wav):
<brooks>*all Decks*: yellow alert

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Smith: But wait a second ensign. You forgot something.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::logs a report on what ensgin Mav did include the tricoder recoards to the xo::

Capt_Bradley:
::sits at smaller replica of leather chair::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: carefully erases smith's report ::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
CO;  Unidentified Frieghter in sensor range::

Capt_Bradley:
::turns to face large viewer on the wall and attepts to call Starfleet Command::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::notes Mav attpend to earse a secured and classifeid memo to the xo and inclde that in a new memo under higher sec lock to xo and this time copy report to a Padd::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
Smith: I belive you forgot to check all the info. Helium was pumped into your quarters. That's all. What if it was important that I did it. What if we needed to decontaminate.

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: grins evily and prepares to kill Smith ::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::tries run a detial tac scan of frieghter::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Beeping on console::Tac: Engineering people were attempting to bypass security protocols

OPS_Ens_Nick:
Tac: Someone just tried to erase a log.

Capt_Bradley:
::wonders why his Comm to Starfleet is not getting through.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
Ops:acknowledge

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::scans comm system::

Capt_Bradley:
Bridge: Commander, check all channels to Starfleet for jamming, please.

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Tac: Please scan the comm systems.

OPS_Ens_Nick:
*CO*: Aye sir

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Scans comm systems::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::scans com system::Xo: scaning and sir i can ot get any readying on the frieghter

Kris_AGM:
<Starfleet Command Clerk>  ::bored::  Yes?  What is it?

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::checks com to make sure its coming form star Fleet::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Tac: I'm not worried about that yet, but keep your guard up.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
XO: aye sir

Capt_Bradley:
clerck: I'm sorry, did I wake you Lt?

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::mutters:: I have a bad feeling about this.

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::tries changing scan freg so that he can see what is in frieghter::

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::checks on status of com trac::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: thinks hard ::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::runs scanns::

OPS_Ens_Nick:
::Does one more level 4 systems diagontics::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Helm: Have we arrived at our destination?

Kris_AGM:
<Lt> ::feet coming off desk::  *Captain*  I'm sorry sir.  How may I help you?

CSO_Lt_Love:
::attempting to scan freighter, heavy shields keeping sensors out..::

FCO_Ens_Lark:
XO:yes we have arrived

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
Love: Sir what if we start changing the scanners fregunacy

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::thinks about book::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
Lark: Put us in standard orbit,. From here we wait.

FCO_Ens_Lark:
::puts ship in orbit::

Capt_Bradley:
Clerk:  run a check on the Peace conference going on at Danus IV, please.  Any info will be helpful.

CSO_Lt_Love:
Smith: Ens. try modulating your frequency, see if that works..

Kris_AGM:
<Lt.>  ::stuttering::  Y-y-yes sir...getting right on that sir...have it up for you in a moment or two...

Tac_Ensign_Smith:
::Sets up a siifting freg scan of the frieghter and starts scaning::

ENG_Ens_Maverick:
:: shuts eyes and shudders ::

XO_Cmdr_Olbrun:
::taps commbadge:: *CO* We are now in orbit above Danus IV. Waiting for your orders, sir.

Capt_Bradley:
Clerk:   I'll wait, Lt.

Kris_AGM:
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