Transcript: USS Quirinus
SD: 10104.02
Episode: “I Do. I Did. Or I Will.” Pt III

[[[[[=========  Begin Mission 2001-13 = SD10104.02 =======]]]]]
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::looks through a window, at the dead Q, with sparks of activity here and there::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::paces the confines of her temporary quarters, not able to rest but not really up for duty either::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::stands in the Observation deck of Yeager's dream, hands clasped behind his back, looking out at the stars::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Heading to the Station's Sickbay to check up on the crew still there ... wearing now civilian clothing once again, brown pants, and a light gray shirt ... on which his Starfleet comm-badge rests::
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
@::walks through the dark corridors of the Q::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Enters into the Yeager's Dream Sickbay ... nodding pleasantly at a passing Nurse as he looks at the seemingly calmed crew resting on bio-beds in the bay. Which is more larger compared to the Quirinus' one ... he wonders for a moment if dear Doctor Morgan was jealous of this::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Smiles at those he passes, nodding a g'day to those who say hi to him::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::walks up to the clear-steel glass and touches it....its cold to the touch::
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
::Overviews the entire Sickbay from the Observation Level, looking down at the some 20 odd officers still unconscious or bed ridden with chronoton poisoning::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Doesn't notice the raised ceiling or the Observation Lounge ... and definitely not the Officer looking down upon them, spots Ensign Beals who smiles and waves at him ... he walks over::
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
<Walton> Oll: Chronoton cleanup is done, Captain.
OPS_LtCmdr_Peron says:
:: exits the sickbay, having been excused for rest ::
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
@::opens a jeffries tube hatch and begins to crawl through::
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
::Turns to the Team leader for the Temporal Specialists::  Walton: Any more flashes since last we talked?
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::groans in frustration::  Self: I can't keep doing this.  I have to get out of here! ::exits her quarters, heading no where specific but no longer wanting to be alone with her thoughts; replaying the events of the last few weeks::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::lowers arm and walks back to the small couch present there.  Picks up a small PADD replete with small, external encryption device::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
Ensign Beals: And how are you feeling today?
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::activates the PADD, waiting the extra second for the encryption device to activate::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
<Ensign Beals> ::Smiles, shrugging in her medical gown from the bio-bed:: CNS: Better I suppose. Although I think the week long coma did wonders for my hair ... ::Chuckles::
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
<Walton> Oll:  A couple, same location as before, luckily we got life-support back before they appeared.  The ship is a chronoton magnet.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Takes a seat beside the Ensign:: Ensign Beals: I think your hair looks ... ::Tries to keep a serious look although her hair does look bad:: ... fine.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
<Ensign Beals> ::Laughs:: CNS: You're a horrible liar, Counselor.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Smiles:: Ensign Beals: Lying really isn't a requirement for Counseling ... and I skipped class that day.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
<Ensign Beals> ::Laughs some more::
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
Walton: Can it be cleaned up?  Or do we have to remove the grid?
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::finds herself wandering past sickbay, but unable to motivate herself to enter::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
Ensign Beals: Any idea when they'll have you out of here?
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
<Walton> Oll: Clean up is progressing... the hotspots are cordoned off.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
<Ensign Beals> ::Shrugs:: CNS: Within a day or two. Or probably whenever they reopen the Quirinus to the crew ... probably transfer those still recovering back to their sickbay.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Nods:: Ensign Beals: I guess that means no surfing for a while ... ::Feigns a disappointed look::
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
Walton:  Proceed and keep the areas locked down. ::Turning back to main sickbay floor::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
<Ensign Beals> ::Shakes her head at him:: CNS: There you go with the bad lying attempt again. ::Stares at him:: You're actually happy about it, aren't you!
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
<Walton> ::Nods and excuse himself from the tall Trill's presence::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::his gaze finally drops from the Q, and he moves down the corridor to the galley::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::logs into the primary LCARS interface::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Gives a surprised look, and leans back:: Ensign Beals: Of course not! I entirely enjoyed the water ... the waves ... the crashing into the beach ... the concussions...
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
@::Exits the jeffries tube and heads towards the port of Yeager’s Dream::
Host Captain_Phidav_Oll says:
::Sighs as his gaze comes to rest on the CO and XO of the Quirinus::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
<Ensign Beals> CNS: I wouldn't be surprised if you talked our good ol' Doc. into keeping me under observation for a while.
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::sits down and begins searching for information on the recent activities of "The Storm"::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::continues wandering and finds herself staring into the confines of sickbay, not quite sure how it happened but not really wanting to stay either.::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
Ensign Beals: Well, I'm shocked Lisa ... really shocked ... that you would expect something like that ... of ... me. ::Grin::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Gets up:: Ensign Beals: I shall take my leave of you now.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
<Ensign Beals> CNS: You just wait, Counselor ... before you know it, it's back to the beach with you!
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
::Finishes her shift in Power Control and takes the turbolift to the main concourse::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::looks around for the quickest way out::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Laughs, waves goodbye ... and proceeds to exit the Sickbay ... passing by the bio-beds on which rest the unconscious CO & XO. A look of concern briefly passes on his face ... but trusts that they are in capable hands, and exits::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::begins sifting through any suspected activity in and around Yeager's Dream::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::orders a bitter fruit drink, a supplement, and takes a seat at a small empty table::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Exits Sickbay, and spots the CMO:: CMO: Doctor! ::Smiles and waves::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::frowns....checks recent transfers to the station::
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
@::squints as the light of the Station shines into the Q.  Pauses to let his eyes adjust then continues on to the station::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::sees the CNS waving at her and sighs silently, knowing there was no way to avoid him this time:: CNS: Hello Cns.  You're looking better.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
CMO: I must admit I'm feeling better. And you?
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
::Catches a view of a cute engineer sitting alone at a table drinking something colorful, hides behind a column::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
Computer:  Lights off ::nods as he reads over recent transfers, nothing promising there either::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
CNS: Nothing left but a few bruises to show for it all.
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::deactivates the padd and takes the encryption device off and slips it into his pocket::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
CMO: I never found out ... did you have any encounters during our little temporal event?
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Begins to walk along, hoping the CMO joins him during their conversation::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
::Leans around the column and gets a better look at the engineer with the drink::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::slips the device into his jacket pocket as he stands, leaving the PADD behind, leaves the observation deck::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::freezes for a moment and then continues walking:: CNS: Uh.. one or two.  You?
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Nods:: CMO: I met my daughter.
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::catches someone out of the corner of his eye, and looks up from this drink::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
::Musters up some courage and begins walking towards the Engineer sitting with his drink::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::smiles for a moment:: CNS: I bet that was something of a shock.  Was there a mother?
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
@::comes to an intersection in the corridor and sees the sign for quarters and for galley.  Notices a rumble in his stomach and follows the sign leading to the galley::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Chuckles slightly:: CMO: Yes, that was the more interesting part. The mother was apparently Commander Thelsh. Or according to the possible future timeline, will be Commander Thelsh.
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::looks down again, trying not to stare, wondering if there's a one in a million chance she's approaching himself::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::steps aboard the lift....hoping the bar has something more potent than synthehol as the lift descends::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
Everitt:  E-e-excuse me... is this seat taken?
OPS_LtCmdr_Peron says:
:: watches the dark Quirinus from an empty corridor, trying to relax ::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::smothers a quick laugh:: CNS: Goodness!  Wouldn't have expected that, huh?
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Smiles:: CMO: The child's name was Tishara ... a beautiful little girl. She actually talked me into playing Bolian Barbie with her.
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::still walking, but heading towards the lounge area::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Heading along with the CMO toward the Lounge area::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::snaps awkwardly upward...:: ENG: uh-of course... i mean no
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::looks up as the lift stops on Deck 8...begins walking toward the Lounge::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
CNS: Bolian Barbie huh?  I wished I'd seen that.  Sounds like fun.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
CMO: Commander Thelsh was furious at first, thinking I was playing a joke ... then she was curious, confused ... and then interested in the child. Captain Sulek of course was his normal self. ::Slight grin::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
CMO: Quite interesting, I must say.
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::regains some composure:: ENG: please take a seat, ensign
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
CMO: So, who did you encounter? A possible future son or daughter ... maybe husband?
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
CNS: I can just imagine. ::small answering grin::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
::Smiles sheepishly and nods::  Everitt:  T-t-thank you...
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::smile fades:: CNS: A husband… and a step-child.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Notes the fading of the smile:: CMO: I'm guessing it wasn't a pleasant encounter?
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::suddenly goes blank, and the memory flashes in front of him, like it has so many times since::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
ENG: Have we met?
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Turns a corner and finds himself a little ways behind the CNS and the CMO.  Decides to follow them at a distance::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::walks into the lounge, looks around::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
CNS: Some of it yes, some of it no.  The child's name was Sara..and there is no way to meet her in the future as she is dead.  In our timeline at least.
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
Everitt: N-n-no.. I just saw you.. er. the empty seat.. and oh... uhmm... ::gets flustered and blushes, her short blonde hair falling in front of her face as she looks down a little::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Looks concerned:: CMO: I-I'm sorry ... I had no idea you had a child.
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::walking slower:: CNS: She wasn't my child.  She's.. or was Mac's.
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::walks up to the bar and looks at the Bolian wiping down a mug::  Bartender:  You got anything stronger than Synthehol?
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::laughs lightly... hoping it'll relieve some of the tension:: ENG: ...
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Slows down to keep up with the CMO:: CMO: Lt. MacTavish's? ::He had never mentioned a daughter in their session ... then again, he was very secretive, and it would have been a painful memory::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
Everitt:  I'm Therese...
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
<Bartender>  ::shakes his head::  Not on this station.  You want something?
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
Everitt:  Err.. Therese Masterson... Power production specialist
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::nods, annoyed with herself for revealing something about Mac that he hadn't told the CNS himself::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::nods::  Scotch....neat.....  ::takes the offered glass and heads toward the back...walking by the CEO and another engineer (the mustard tunic a dead give-away)::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Looks down for a moment, then up as they near the Lounge::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::suddenly feels foolish for not introducing himself:: ENG: Pleased to meet your Ensign... I'm Lahn Everitt, from the Q.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
CMO: I suppose I should speak to him about it ... it must have been a painful experience to see his daughter again.
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::eyes the CIV passing by, and gives him a puzzled nod::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::nods back, finding a quiet corner to look out and just think::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
Everitt: How are you feeling?  I .. oh.. I heard about the chronoton poisoning...
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::hears about MacTavish's daughter::  Thinks to self: That would explain some of the things I have sensed from him::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::stops dead and stares at the CNS::  CNS: I wouldn't suggest it right now.  I understand it’s your job, but... leave it alone. ::firmly::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::sits down, setting the drink on the desk....begins running several scenarios through his head...::
OPS_LtCmdr_Peron says:
:: sighs and stands up, looking at the dark Q ::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
ENG: Yes... well, I suppose I could be blamed for that... as much as anyone.  ::rubs his collar:: I'm the Chief Engineer on the Q... it was my responsibility
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::stares hard at the CNS for a moment and then enters the lounge::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Stops, and notes the forcefulness from the CMO:: CMO: I understand. I won't speak about it with him any time soon ... although losing a child is a horrible experience, leaving your feelings pent up in such a way.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Watches her walk past and into the Lounge ... sighs, and follows::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::leans back into the chair and begins staring off into space...pondering::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::decides no matter what’s going on here, that he treat things as normal, and not jump to any strange conclusions:: Therese: How long have you served on the station?  I'm sure we've met...
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::notices the CNS and CMO stop and awkwardly approaches them as they block the hallway::  CMO and CNS: Excuse me.  ::tries to move around them::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::sees him sitting alone, heads to the bar to get a drink first::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Notes the CTO passing by ... wondering how long he had been following them::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Spots the CIV off in a dark corner by himself ... notes the CMO might be speaking to him next, then spots the CEO with a female Engineer at the bar, smiles at the fact someone is getting something out of this shore leave::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::reaches out and slowly fingers the glass, now eyeing the brown liquid::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::snags a drink and heads over to the CIV's table, sitting down across from him:: CIV: Penny for your thoughts?  Or whatever the going rate is now.
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::as he enters the lounge he immediately senses fierce anger.  He turns and not surprisingly sees MacTavish staring off in space::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
Everitt: Two years... and its not your fault... they are still cleaning up chronotons.. Particle decay shows that its been there for over two years. You couldn't have known... ::trails off::
OPS_LtCmdr_Peron says:
:: turns and heads for the lounge ::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Goes over to a replicator, and gets himself something to eat::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::mind begins wandering to darker things - finds some comfort in those thoughts::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::takes a sip of her drink as she waits for his answer, making a face at the taste::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::pauses, then looks deep into the eyes of Therese, looking for a reaction... pupil dilation, heightened blood flow... or that same intense gaze as... before::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
CMO:  A penny doesn’t seem much these days ::looks up at her::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
::Looks back at Everitt and feels the butterflies swarm in her stomach::
OPS_LtCmdr_Peron says:
:: enters the lounge and looks around ::
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::moves to a replicator next to Rythan:: CNS: Counselor, how are you feeling?
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Sits down at a table with his food ... glances over at the CMO and CIV in the corner, notes their conversation seems light ... if nothing at all. But can't hear them. Notes the CEO and his female friend are silent as well. Looks up at the CTO:: CTO: I'm fine. And you?
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::sighs, staring into her drink:: CIV: I know but I couldn't think of anything better to say.  How are you doing sounded idiotic even to me.
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
CMO:  It could have been a lot worse.  ::looks at the drink and then throws it back in once quick motion, wincing as it burns on its way down::  How are ya feelin?
OPS_LtCmdr_Peron says:
:: gets a drink and observes all the people in the lounge ::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
::Begins stuttering::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::without dropping his gaze, his face frozen, he manages to expel...::  Therese: Would you be interested in meeting again... for dinner.  I mean, not... well just here in the lounge.
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Removes a plate of steaming food from the replicator::  CNS: Feeling much better, thank you.  At least I have an appetite.  ::pauses for a second to see if Rythan is going to invite him to sit with him::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Notes how impolite he's being ... was distracted:: CTO: I'm sorry, would you like to join me? ::Gestures::
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
Everitt:  YES!!!  ::Clamps her hand over her mouth at her very loud outburst, and sheepishly looks around blushing, embarrassed::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::looks over at the CEO at the sound of the outburst, then at his guest::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Looks over in surprise at the yelling of "YES!!!" and spots the blushing Engineer, and smiles::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
CMO:  I think she means it
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::sets down her unfinished drink and pushes it aside, unable to see the point of drinking it if its not going work to numb her::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Chuckles, and turns back to his plate and eats some::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
CIV: You think huh? ::small smile::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::smiles and leans back:: Therese: I need to get back to the Q, 1800 hours, I'll be here.
OPS_LtCmdr_Peron says:
:: decides to stay alone, a bit tired out ::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::looks back over at the CMO, his voice low, his own problems forgotten::  CMO:  You need to talk?
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::glances over at the young ensign sitting with Everitt::  CNS: My answer is the same, but nearly as emphatic.  :laughs::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::stands and looks around, at all the faces of his crew, staring in his direction::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Laughs as well:: CTO: I believe our newest Chief Engineer has established a date from the looks of things.
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
Everitt:  Okay.. I will meet you here... and we could go to the Tellarite Restaurant down the concourse.. that is if you want to, we could go somewhere else... ::trails off blushing again::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::clamps down on a semi-hysterical laugh:: CIV: Yes.. No.. take your pick.  Both work for me..  You?
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
CMO:  My ears are always open
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::senses the strong emotions from the blossoming couple::  CNS: They sure seem to have hit if off.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Nods:: CTO: I suppose so.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Chews on something chewy::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
CMO:  Perhaps somewhere more quiet?
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Works his mouth so he can chew it better and more efficiently ... notes it's a tough sucker::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::nods:: CIV: That might be a better idea..
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Does his best ... and swallows with a large gulp of whatever this clear liquid is::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::stands, walks around and pulls back the CMO's chair::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::smiles at Therese's bashfulness:: Therese: the Tellarite would probably be better... ::makes a half-goodbye-gesture and heads dreamily to the door::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::ever the gentleman::
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
CNS: I understand you have quite an experience.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Smiles:: CTO: That's an understatement.
Host Engineer_Masterson says:
::Smiles watching the cute Engineer leaving from the posterior view::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::smiles up at him, squeezing his hand briefly as they start to leave::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Notes various people are exiting ... decides to leave the chewy part for later, and eats something else::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::smiles slightly walking with the CMO and heading for the lifts::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::makes it outside the door, and stops, letting out a sigh of bewilderment::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::attempt at a joke:: CIV: So.. your place or mine?
Host Temporal_Spec_Walton says:
::Watches the anyon pulses bombarding the Quirinus::
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
CNS: You must have you job cut out for you with all the temporal incursions we have had.
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::holds open the lift doors for the CMO, saying nothing::
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Nods as he gulps down something that faked it's appearance as soft and gooey ... but was actually chewy:: CTO: Yeah ... although there were only six appearances on record, many wanted some to speak with.
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
CTO: Although I suppose some wanted to determine whether or not they were going insane. ::Smiles:: Especially the Medical Staff who encountered a Cardassian in sickbay.
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::enters the lift, making a note to really work on her jokes::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
Observation deck.......::looks at her::  much quieter
Host Temporal_Spec_Walton says:
::Grimaces as he sees another Chronoton surge forming on Deck Four, sees the power grid in that section activate again by chronoton energy::
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::notices the time, and actually runs down the corridor... and not just because he's late::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::feels the lift ascend::
Host Temporal_Spec_Walton says:
*Oll* Captain... we have another surge commencing.  We are ramping the anyon bursts, we are going to have to overhaul all chronoton affected system.
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
CNS: Yes, I noticed that on my security reports.  Quite an interesting possible future. ::begins to start on him meal::
Host Temporal_Spec_Walton says:
<Oll> *Walton* ::Looking down at Sulek and Thelsh::  Commence the procedure..
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Nods:: CTO: Quite.
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::softly:: CIV: Observation deck works I guess.  Although if you're interested I have a bottle in my quarters sent to me by my idiot twin brother... its not synthehol...
Host Temporal_Spec_Walton says:
::Notes the one young female lifesign’s vanish as the anyons again push it back into its own time frame, noting the quantum signature matches this universe, disproving the alternate timeline theory::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::raises an eyebrow::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
CMO:  You do, do ya?
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Searches his plate ... beginning the quest for the non-chewy food::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::shrugs:: CIV: What can I say? He's not really one for rules...
Host Temporal_Spec_Walton says:
::Reconfigures as the chronoton surges again, bringing the lifesign back into this time… Exasperated as the emitter burns out, sighs loudly::
CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
CMO:  Aye.... neither am I
Host Temporal_Spec_Walton says:
*Oll* Captain, the Anyon emitter just blew out.. Its going to take a few hours to get it fixed.  The anomalies are back. Including two more.
Host Temporal_Spec_Walton says:
<Oll> *Walton*  Understood... Work as fast as you can.
CEO_LtJG_Everitt says:
::arrives in his temporary quarters and changes into his uniform; all the while, his head racing with thoughts and questions::
CMO_LtCmdr_Morgan says:
::nods slightly:: Computer: deck 10
CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::notices the counselor pick at his plate.  Continues to eat in an orderly fashion::
Host Sara_MacTavish says:
*MacTavish* Daddy.. could I stay with Yvonne on the Station, puh-leze!!!?!?
CNS_LtJg_Raythan says:
::Continues being the plate picker::

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