Host Naye says:
The crew of the Pharaoh arrived at Nupawn III for a science conference.
Host Naye says:
At the conference began several large explosions racked the planet.
Host Naye says:
Over 8,000 were in session and an unknown number were on the rest of the planet as the explosions continued to destroy the planet surface until the tectonics gave way and the surface of the planet imploded.
Host Naye says:
A comm was received placing blame on the Nokordas.  A band of militant Mudaran's that had been exiled.
Host Naye says:
The Pharaoh is chasing the Nokorda vessel.
Host Naye says:
"Just A Little Meeting" episode 4
Host Naye says:
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Host CO_Trelan says:
:: sitting in the command chair, tapping at one of his consoles ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
FCO: Push us up to 9.5, Commander.
FCO_Khrex says:
:: sitting down at the helm attempting to increase the speed of the Pharaoh::
CTO_Teryus says:
::maintaining red alert and activcates weapons on standby  in case of combat::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: going back and forth from the cargo bay to sickbay tending to the injured ::
FCO_Khrex says:
CO: Aye, sir. Attempting to do that, Captain...
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: stands ::
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The Nokorda vessel continues on it's course.
Host CO_Trelan says:
FCO: Will we be able to close in enough to get a target lock on their warp nacelles?
FCO_Khrex says:
::transfers power and redirects it to warp engines::
FCO_Khrex says:
CO: Yes, Captain. When they disengage their warp engines.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: slams his left fist into his open right hand ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
FCO: That's not good enough, Commander.
FCO_Khrex says:
CO: Well they do have a 45 minute lead on us, Captain.
Host CO_Trelan says:
ACSO: Justin, I want you to find a way to route more power to the engines without comprimising the pulse phaser cannons. We may still need those weapons.
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The Pharaoh receives word that 3 new ships are entering the sector to give aid at Nupawn III.
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: Aye, Captain. :: begins running system checks ::
FCO_Khrex says:
::contacts engineering as requests more power to the engines::
Host Naye says:
ACTION: Systems are pushed to their limits.
CTO_Teryus says:
CO: Sir three more ships entered sector to give aid at Nupawn III !
Host CO_Trelan says:
CTO: Acknowledged. :: has a reason to smile slightly, even in light of the recent destruction ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> :: finishes his checks :: CO: I'm sorry, sir. The only way to push more speed is to use the power we use for the phaser cannons. It will take them offline and they'll need six hours to recharge.
FCO_Khrex says:
ALL: We could always get out and push...
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: The added power wil get us up to nine point nine-eight-five.
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The Flight Control panel short circuits and burns the FCO's hand severely.
CTO_Teryus says:
CO: Sir that is inlogical in case of fight we will left virtualy defenseless!
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: hears the panel, turning to the front ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
FCO: Moyoom!
Host CO_Trelan says:
*CMO* Trelan to Sacul...medical emergency on the bridge!
CMO_Sacul says:
*CO* On my way
CMO_Sacul says:
:: grabs her med kit and head to the bridge ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: turns toward tactical ::
FCO_Khrex says:
CO: I think i'm alright sir.
FCO_Khrex says:
CO: More or less. ::looks at his burned hand::
FCO_Khrex says:
::blows on his hand as it's still on fire::
Host CO_Trelan says:
CTO: I'm well aware of this ship's capabilities and shortcomings, Ensign. :: stressing the last, mostly out of frustration ::
CTO_Teryus says:
CO: Understood.....
FCO_Khrex says:
::wraps his uniform around his hand to put out the flames::
FCO_Khrex says:
::chars his uniform slightly::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: enters the bridge and looks around :: CO:  Captain, who???
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The Nokorda vessel drops out of warp.
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: Commander Khrex...
FCO_Khrex says:
CO: Captain? They've dropped out of warp!
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The FCO's fake fingers melt off leaving only his thumb in place.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: nods and heads for the singed blue man ::
FCO_Khrex says:
::looks at his fingers drop to the deck::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: sits in his chair, tapping at his left console ::
FCO_Khrex says:
ALL: I don't think that's supposed to happen...
Host CO_Trelan says:
Outloud: Rerouting helm operations to my console....
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  Alright Khrex, what did you do now?
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: runs his fingers over his console gingerly ::
FCO_Khrex says:
CMO: I swear I didn't streak in your sickbay last week.
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The Pharaoh approaches the Nokorda vessel.
Host CO_Trelan says:
All: Slowing to impulse.....
CMO_Sacul says:
:: shakes her head :: FCO:  Moyoom, one of these days I'm going to....oh...never mind.  Let me see your hand.
Host CO_Trelan says:
CTO: Lock tractor beam...
FCO_Khrex says:
::shows the Doctor his good hand::
CTO_Teryus says:
CO: Locking tractor beam.....beam locked
FCO_Khrex says:
CMO: Ain't it pretty? Can I keep it?
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  No...the other one.
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: Biosigns show a dozen Mudaran life signs.
FCO_Khrex says:
::shows the Doctor his melted hand::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: brings the ship to an all stop ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: chuckles :: FCO:  Sure Moyoom, sure
Host CO_Trelan says:
CTO: Hail them.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: stands ::
CTO_Teryus says:
CO: Hailing frequnecies opened sir!
CMO_Sacul says:
:: shakes her head ::  FCO:  This will take me a while to repair.
Host CO_Trelan says:
COM: Nokordas: This is Captain Trelan Drukkar of the Federation starship Pharaoh.
Host Naye says:
ACTION: There is no answer to the hail.
CTO_Teryus says:
CO: Sir they aren't responding on our hails!
CMO_Sacul says:
:: begins to wrap the hand up :: FCO:  You'll have to spend at least 6 hours in sickbay for me to repair this.
Host CO_Trelan says:
COM: Nokordas: Alien vessel, respond.
FCO_Khrex says:
CMO: 6 hours? That's awesome.
Host CO_Trelan says:
COM: Nokordas: This is your last chance. I read a dozen personnel on your vessel. We have you out gunned and outmanned. Respond or we will be forced to take extreme action.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: shakes her head :: FCO:  I don't think you will find it all that wonderful Commander.
Host Naye says:
ACTION: There is still no response to the hail.
Host CO_Trelan says:
COM: Nokordas: Very well.
Host CO_Trelan says:
CTO: Do they have their shields up, Ensign?
CTO_Teryus says:
CO: Sir they shields are down!
Host CO_Trelan says:
CTO: Scramble a security team to the transporter room...
CTO_Teryus says:
CO: Aye sir!
Host CO_Trelan says:
*TC* Trelan to transporter room one, lock onto all life signs on the alien vessel and beam them aboard.
FCO_Khrex says:
CMO: Well, maybe not the surgery... but think of the time we'll have together!
Host CO_Trelan says:
<TC> *CO* Understood, sir. Setting buffers to filter out energy weapons...
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Sir, I will have to have Commander Khrex in sickbay for at least 6 hours to repair his hand.
CTO_Teryus says:
*Richardosn,Markinsoon,and Bearder report in transporeter room one at once!*::enters TL and heads TR1::
Host CO_Trelan says:
<TC> :: watches as the security team enters ::
Host Naye says:
ACTION: All power on the Nokorda vessel dies.
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: Uderstood. Take care of him.
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  When we have this situation under control, you will spend some time down in sickbay Commander.
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: Sir, the vessel has lost all power.
CTO_Teryus says:
::enters TR1 and redeploys security officers::
Host CO_Trelan says:
*TC* As soon as possible, Crewman!
Host CO_Trelan says:
<TC> *CO* Energizing...
Host Naye says:
ACTION: 4 Nokordan life signs are beamed aboard but the transporter only reveals 4 small boxes.
Host CO_Trelan says:
<TC> :: looks at the boxes, then over to the CTO ::
CTO_Teryus says:
*CO*: There is only four boxes transported!
Host CO_Trelan says:
*CTO* Boxes? What are their contents?
CTO_Teryus says:
*CO*: Still unfamiliar with that answer....scaning with tricorder now!
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The Nokorda ship dissolves into space like sugar in water.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: looks at the screen :: Self:  Now that something you don't see everyday.
FCO_Khrex says:
::looks at the screen::
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: Captain!
FCO_Khrex says:
ALL: Like sugar dissolving in water...
FCO_Khrex says:
::wonders where he got that from::
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: Sir, sensorts are picking up something strange....
Host Naye says:
ACTION: The 4 boxes in the transporter room melt onto the floor then disappear.
Host CO_Trelan says:
SO: Report....
CMO_Sacul says:
:: shakes her head ::
CTO_Teryus says:
*CO*: My scans detected that boxes are full of ......sugar!
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: Sir, I'm reading destablization of the vessels molecules...:: looks up :: It's gone, sir.
Host CO_Trelan says:
SO: What do you mean gone?
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: moves to the Science station ::
Host Dr_Lorani says:
COM: Pharaoh: Doctor Lorani to the Pharaoh.  Sensors show you left orbit 7 hours ago and haven't returned.  Do you plan on coming to the conference or not?
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: Just that, Captain. I can't explain it. It was as if the molecular composition of the vessel just...destablized and seperated until there was nothing left.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: furrows her eyebrows ::
Host Dr_Lorani says:
ACTON: The wounded on board the Pharaoh disappear.
CMO_Sacul says:
<MO Pyane>  *CMO*  Sir, all the wounded have .....dissappeared.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: moves to OPS and hits a few commands into the panel :: COM: Lorani: Stand by...
CMO_Sacul says:
*MO*  What???
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: Long range scans show the planet in one peice, Captain. :: shakes head in awe ::
FCO_Khrex says:
::Whispers:: CMO: He said the wounded have disappeared...
CMO_Sacul says:
:: walks over to the FCO and takes the bandage off of his hand to see if the damage is still there ::
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  I heard him.
CTO_Teryus says:
*CO*: Sir.....there is no use of this sugar ....it melted itself.....
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: notices that, miraculously, the helm appears in one piece ::
CMO_Sacul says:
<MO Pyane>  *CMO*  Gone.....kind of melted into the floor and are gone.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: moves to the flight consol, laying in a course back to Nupawn III ::
Host Dr_Lorani says:
ACTION: The FCO's hand is undamaged.
CMO_Sacul says:
*MO* Ok Joe, do what you can and get everything cleaned up.
Host CO_Trelan says:
SO: Review all the sensor data. See what you can come up with.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: looks at the FCO's hand :: Self:  Well I'll be........................
FCO_Khrex says:
CMO: Wow. You're good.
Host Dr_Lorani says:
ACTION: A voice is heard throughout the ship.
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> CO: That will take a few hours, sir...
Host CO_Trelan says:
SO: Then get to it, Commander.
Host Persitt says:
All: You must learn.  You are so ignorant.
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  Well, I didn't even know I had it in me.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: face grows a thin, hard line ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
Self: Persitt....
CMO_Sacul says:
:: looks up at the ceiling and narrows her eyes with hatred ::
Host Persitt says:
ACTION: A tall figure with purple skin and hair appears on the bridge in the Captain's chair.
FCO_Khrex says:
CMO: I should recommend you to my uncle... he's got this purple rash on his behind... ::shifts in his seat and points to down:: ...here... it doesn't seem to go away.
CTO_Teryus says:
Self: That sounds like..no it can't be....is it?
Host Persitt says:
CO: Hello Drukkar.  I had hoped you learned your lesson by now.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: sees the figure appear as he turns toward his chair ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: looks at the figure and moves towards the Captain ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
Persitt: What the hell are you talking about?
CTO_Teryus says:
::heads toward bridge by entering TL::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: moves two steps closer to the alien, stopping and glaring at him ::
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  Later Moyoom.
Host CO_Trelan says:
<Hilton> :: gazes at the alien, unsure what to think ::
Host Persitt says:
CO: That temper for one.  You yell, you threaten, but you never use your head!  Didn't it seem strange that an entire planet exploded so easily?
CMO_Sacul says:
:: takes up a defensive position ::
CTO_Teryus says:
::enters bridge sees Persitt on it::
Host Persitt says:
CO: There will be problems on that planet but nothing like what you believed.
CMO_Sacul says:
Persitt:  Or what we were made to believe.
Host CO_Trelan says:
Persitt: You'd be surprised what I'd believe. :: levels gaze :: If someone would quit playing God and talk.
Host Persitt says:
::stands up:: CMO: Awe, the sweet little doctor.  How are you?
CMO_Sacul says:
Persitt:  Better than you are.  :: steps closer to the CO to try and keep herself between the two ::
Host Persitt says:
CO: God?  Moi???  Oh Dru!  You are tooo much!  Thank you so much for the compliment!  I am merely a scientist.
Host Persitt says:
CO: Now, you all have your little convention to go to so I shall be off.
FCO_Khrex says:
SELF: A Scientist God maybe...
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: touches the CMO's arm, nodding that all is OK ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
Persitt: Wait...
Host Persitt says:
CMO/FCO: Oh, Kyti and Khrex!  Might I offer my congratulations!  You both deserve it!
CMO_Sacul says:
:: narrows her eyes and steps slightly to the side ::
Host Persitt says:
ACTION: Persitt disappears from the bridge.
Host CO_Trelan says:
Self: A scientist, indeed....
FCO_Khrex says:
ALL: What did I do?
Host Persitt says:
ACTION: A text message arrives for Captain Trelan.
Host CO_Trelan says:
ALL: Something tells me we haven't seen the last of him...
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  What did you do Khrex?
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: hears his console chirup, moves to it ::
FCO_Khrex says:
CMO: I dunno, last week I did eat 56 hot dogs in 15 minutes...
CMO_Sacul says:
:: shakes her head ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: taps at the controls, a grin forming ::
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  Yes and I heard about your upset stomach for 2 days
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: stands straight, looking around the bridge to his senior staff ::
FCO_Khrex says:
CMO: Yes, that was unfortunate... but at least I didn't have the chili dogs...
CTO_Teryus says:
::thinks: 56 hut dogs in 15 minutes......isn't dogs prohibited to eat...after all they are animals and it's not logical to eat hit dogs!::
Host CO_Trelan says:
ALL: Your attention, please....
CMO_Sacul says:
FCO:  Thank the Prophets for that.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: looks around at the Captain and stands at attention ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
ALL: Though I would have perferred a better setting for this, the timing couldn't be better....
CMO_Sacul says:
:: lifts her eyebrow ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
Lieutenant Commander Khrex....
Host CO_Trelan says:
FCO: Front and center.
CTO_Teryus says:
::raises his eyebrow listening to the Captain::
FCO_Khrex says:
::Thinks: Uh oh... did he find out about the streaking?::
Host CO_Trelan says:
FCO: Commander, for complete dedication to the USS Pharaoh and her crew, I have input into your record a Captain's Letter of Commendation. :: sticks out hand :: Congratulations.
FCO_Khrex says:
CO: Oh thank goodness...
FCO_Khrex says:
CO: Uh... I mean, thank you Captain!
FCO_Khrex says:
::shakes the captain's hand vigorously::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: laughs lightly ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: turns his attention ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: Lieutenant Kyti Sacul...front and center.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: smiles and applauds ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: blinks and slowly moves forward ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: thinks:  utoh, should I have ratted the FCO out for streaking through sickbay???  ::
CMO_Sacul says:
CO:  Aye Captain??
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: Doctor, for your service above and beyond the call of duty on several occasions, and your undying loyalty....
Host CO_Trelan says:
CMO: You are hearby promoted to the rank of Lieutenant Commander.
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: holds out hand :: CMO: Congratulations, Commander.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: jaw drops ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: stands there looking stupid ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: finally takes the CO's hand and shakes it :: CO:  Thank you Sir.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: blinks several times ::
CTO_Teryus says:
::clapses his hand  showing congratulations to FCO and CMO::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: smiles even wider, pulling his friend in for a small hug :: CMO: Way to go, Kyti. You've earned it.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: looks around at the FCO in relief ::
CMO_Sacul says:
:: hugs the CO :: CO:  Thank you Dru.  :: smiles ::
Host CO_Trelan says:
:: clasps Khrex's shoulder :: FCO: Let's get back to Nupawn.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: walks over the the FCO and whispers :: FCO:  Not a word to ANYONE about the streaking through sickbay.
CMO_Sacul says:
:: nods at the CO ::
Host Persitt says:
ACTION: The Pharaoh slips into orbit at Nupawn III and prepares for the Scientific Conference.
Host Persitt says:
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