U.S.S. Quirinus Stardate 10108.06 “Relative Safety” Episode Two

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
RECAP: The Quirinus is now about 45 minutes out of Valhalla Station.  The Klingon has been offloaded with his shuttle via Station transporters.
 
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
[[[[ Begin Mission - Stardate 10108.06 ]]]]]

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::standing at SCI, scanning the flight path ahead::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Verifying course to Benurus shipping lanes::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::making his report on the recent events, in his office adjoining main engineering::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::in the chair:: Vid: Set standard patrol course through shipping lanes.

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: CTO Nural arrives on the Bridge muttering about the ineptitude of the CMO

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Arrives on the bridge, tugging on his blue tunic. Nods with a smile to the others on the bridge::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: Aye Sir. Course laid in

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::scratches at her forehead still fuming over the CTO's behavior::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Turns in Nural’s direction and tugs at earlobe::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::feels annoyed for some reason and pounds on his console::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: Sir. did it seem to you that

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
our stay at Valhalla was a bit too short?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::huffs and puffs at his readings::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Walks to the TAC station, trying hard to control his anger::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::scratches forehead::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Tenses and grits his teeth. Expecting the Vulcan at the helm to question his current clothing any moment now::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Nurse>  Morgan:  Doctor, was there anything you needed me for?

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Vid: This was the second attempt at getting the, umm, medical supplies.  I believe they were needed.

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::sighs very heavily, making sure everyone hears it::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::pushes her hair wavy hair off her face and scowls:: Nurse: Not Noowwwwww.  Maybe an hour ago I could have used your help.  Where were you people?  All on a break? Deciding to throw a party somewhere instead of, oh I don't know, WORKING??? ::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Turns and speaks to the CSO, more harshly then he intended:: CSO: And what's wrong with you?

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
Sir: true enough, but it seemed as though they wanted us out of there.

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Nurse>  ::Throws up her hands and backs out of the Sickbay::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Licks hands and rubs forehead::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::scratches her forehead again - noticing its kind of dry and probably could use some cream or something::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CNS:  Me?  Nothing's wrong with me!  Why in the universe would you think THAT!?  ...Sir...

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
Nurse: GET BACK HERE! ::screams after her and then throws the padd she had in her hand across the room::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Nurse> ::Screams and runs away from the CMO::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Vid:  It seems they did not wish to risk losing another shipment

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Forms his hands into fists ... quite annoyed now that the CSO spoke back in such manner:: CSO: Something is obviously wrong with you ... Ensign. And don't raise your voice to me ...

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: Sir. Perhaps

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CNS:  I'm SOOO sorry, Counselor.  I didn't mean to overstep my bounds.  ::Hmphs and shakes his head::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::scowls and goes to get some cream from her desk for her forehead::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::closes his report, walks into main engineering, giving a nod, or making small conversation with each of his EOs::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CNS: Lt. is there a problem?

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::A scowl appears on his voice as he notes the sarcasm in the CSO's voice ... internally, he is doing his best to control his sudden anger. He closes his eyes and counts to ten, ignoring the FCO for the moment::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::wets his fingers in his mouth and continues rubbing forehead::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::scratches her forehead again, annoyed::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Chooses to let the CO comment on the CNS's uniform choice::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CNS:  ::after a long pause::  I'm, sorry, sir... I don't know what's come over me.  I suddenly feel very angry for no apparent reason...

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Opens his eyes ... but the frustration is still there:: CSO: You too, hm? Must be the lack of shore leave ... everyone's on edge.

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::looks around sickbay, wondering where everyone was still::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CNS:  Maybe.  ::trying to control his anger::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::looks at his hands and notices traces of green::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::suddenly stands and paces the bridge::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Recalls their previous attempt at shore leave ... and how the Girls of Mercy interrupted it with their murders. Those brutal girls ... such life wasted. He punches the nearest wall, cracking a knuckle::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::suddenly feeling very hungry... for something.. something specific.... meat... rare.. raw..::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Cries out in pain ... then pulls back, and holds his hand in pain::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CNS: Lt. I asked a simple question and I'm waiting for an answer

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CNS:  Are you all right, sir?

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: The wound on the Counselor's hand begins to bleed

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Astounded by the sudden outburst::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::puts his hands behind his back in clinched fists::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::His hand bleeding, his anger grows ... he turns and snaps at the FCO:: FCO: What is it, sir?!

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::sniffs in the air and turns towards the CNS::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::goes to the replicator.. needs.. something...::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::hands begin shaking, he's almost unable to bear the anger now::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::begins breathing more and more heavily::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CNS: to start with you pompous cretin you are out of uniform again

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::stops and looks into sickbay again...::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::scratches his forehead incessantly::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
FCO: I'm the ship's counselor, I am well within my right to wear such clothing ... if you weren't so ignorant, maybe you'd REALIZE that!

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  Sir, may I be excused?  I'd really like to go to Sickbay.

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CSO: Ens. What the devil are you scratching?

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::pushes her curling hair aside again.. scratches forehead harder::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::turning suddenly at the raised voices:: All: I WANT ::tries modulating his voice:: it.. quiet on the bridge.  IS that Understood?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
FCO:  What does it look like?  My forehead!  ::scratches some more::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CNS: IGNORANT? You insipid dolt!

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::jumps back at the captain's outburst::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Listens to the CSO speak about his forehead itching ... and then begins to scratch his forehead as well without knowing it:: CSO: Great, you probably have some sort of disease ... go to sickbay. Now my forehead is itching.

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Neyan: What ever for? Man your post!

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  I'm not feeling well!  Sir.

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: Quiet? if you want quiet Plug that CNS's mouth with then you'll have quiet!

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
FCO: Oh stuff it pointy.

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CNS:  I WOULD go to sickbay, but Mr. Vulcan over here won't LET me!

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::after talking with one of his senior officers, Everitt fetches a PADD with his report; his usual excuse to checkup on the bridge::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Neyan: Oh very well.  Go on. Well. Get!

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::getting really really hungry... still scratching.. ticked that she can't find what she wants::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::stops scratching, feeling fine::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::enters a turbolift and directs it to the bridge::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::He feels a rush through his body, starts hopping up and down slightly. Hasn't felt this much energy and strength in years::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Vid: Just fly the ship.

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Brushes hair out his eyes and continues to look at the counselor::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Is overcome and visibly shaken by the waves of emotion overtaking him::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  Never mind, Captain.  It's passed.  I feel okay.

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::begins scratching again::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Hops up and down, and looks at the CTO:: CTO: What's wrong with you?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  On second thought...

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::not thinking she exits sickbay::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Neyan: what after all your whining, you're not going...

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  My forehead is itchy. Other than that, I feel fine.

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: I am flying the ship! Do you think I would leave it to any of these incompetents?

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::realizes that he just brushed his hair out of his eyes, and yet he normally has short hair::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Neyan: Then go and get some ointment

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::starts flexing her hands unconsciously, walking quicker::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  Yes, sir.

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::enters the TL::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Computer:  Sickbay.

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Actually enjoying the spite in his voice:: FCO: Awww ... are your feelings hurt?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::exits the TL and enters Sickbay, still scratching his forehead::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Vid: Then I suggest you do so without comment. ::cannot seem to control his agitation::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: As the CMO walks she sees the four security guards from earlier in a brawl

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CMO:  Doctor?  Is there a doctor in here?

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::considers contacting the CMO, his anger prevents him::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CNS: What do my feelings have to do with this? I'm merely stating ffffaacts

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::looks for some ointment when he doesn't hear anyone answer::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Sneers:: FCO: "Ffffacts"? Hmmm ... got a bit of a s-s-s-stutter there, buddy?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::finds some ointment and applies it to his forehead::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::stops abruptly, staring at the men.  Opening her mouth to yell at them she stops suddenly...and smiles slowly::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Raythan: And you, You're not helping matters.  What's the matter, no psychological babble to sooth us with?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Self:  Ahhhhh.  That's better.

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
Security officers: Well hello boys.  Having fun?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::takes the ointment with him and exits sickbay::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::raises an eyebrow and licks her lips::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
CO: No use in explaining such complicated matters to the mentally deficient like you.

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::enters the bridge from the turbolift, a slight smile on his face, and a PADD in hand::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::re-enters the TL and goes back to the bridge::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: The Guards stop, and look at the CMO, all smirk and bare their teeth... one of them growls deep in his chest.

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::returns to his post::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
::Clenches fists:: CNS: I'll stutter all over your face with these you son of a Denebian slime

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  Sir, if I may make a suggestion... something's not right here.

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Raythan: You should talk.  If your IQ gets any lower we'll have to convert it metrics.

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Slaps a hand against his chest in mock fear:: FCO: Oh, I'm shaking in my boots ...

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Begins to scratch forehead intensely::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::takes a deep breath, practically smelling their yummy maleness:: Officers: Mmmmmmm You all look so.. lonely... and sweaty.. and...

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::scans the air supply::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CNS: Yes I saw a similar pair on an Orion slave girl once

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: The Guards advance towards the CMO, only to bump into each other and start fighting again

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Vid: What you think you're the only one that hasn't noticed?

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::his smile suddenly turns upon hearing some of the... conversation among the Bridge crew::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::clenches his fist as he fights the anger when something falls on the TAC panel.  Jumping back quickly, Torok realizes what it is and puts is hand to his forehead, where he can feel a series of ridges::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Continues to scratch drawing blood::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::watches as dark and curly hair falls in front of is face and realizes it's his::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Self:  What the hell?

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::wipes the piece of skin from off the TAC panel::  CO: Captain, We have a problem!

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::tries to push the hair back::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Nural: What would that be?

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
Security officers: boys, boys.. why waste all that juicy energy on fighting each other.. ::takes another deep breath::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  Sir, I have more hair on my head than I did a minute ago.  Something is SERIOUSLY wrong here!

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::squints, wondering if the bridge lighting explains the crew's dark complexion::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: As everyone turns to look at the CTO they see the distinct ridges on his forehead as chunks of skin fall away.

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Bouncing up and down::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::looks at Neyan and ponders his hair and then the CTO::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::isn't sure whether to laugh, or be afraid::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: Capt. remember that course we were supposed to be on? We aren't on it any more bub! :: Looks in disgust at Nural::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::moves aside another piece of hair and catches a falling piece of skin from her forehead...brushing her hand across it she notices ridges::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
FCO: Now who's the incompetent?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::wonders what the hell is going on::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::still hungry for something uncooked... but those sweaty brawling men in her way....::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::scans the ship's air supply::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Vid: And what course are we on.  ::stomps over to the flight console::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::the frustration of the situation quickly turns to anger:: BRIDGE: What’s going on here!

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: taps a few console buttons in between scratches::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Looks at the dark curly hair that just fell in front of his eyes, and stops bouncing::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Steps back for the CO :: CO: you figure it out. You have the keys to the ignition.

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: As Sulek moves its obvious he has a full head of dark, straggly hair... whereas ten minutes ago he was bald.

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Can't stop using 20th century slang::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::practically humming with energy she needs to 'do' something::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::glares at the counselor who finally has stopped bouncing:: CNS: What’s going on here?!

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
CEO: Shut up!   ::pushes the CEO across the bridge and approaches the Captain::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Tugs at the curly hair in frustration:: CEO: ... a hair appointment. Mind giving me some help?! ::Gestures to his black, curly hair::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::shouts at his console and hits it::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::torn between heading forward or staying and playing with those lovely sweaty brawling men::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
NOTHING!

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Pulls at his scalp as long straggly hair sprouts  as if by magic  from the finely cropped brow::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::scans the crew::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::runs his hands trying to move something out of his eyes.  He stops dead in his track as he realizes he has hair::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
CO: Captain! Can't you see what is going on!?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  Sir, I can't explain how, but we are all mutating into Klingons!

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  Or... so it seems....

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::trying to gain some composure:: All: Well someone call that quack in sickbay.

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::part of his forehead falls off and he feels more distinct ridges than his own::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Quite interested in the black curly hair appearing on his head::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Laughs heartily at the CO's suggestion::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::stumbles, and stands up, looking at the counselor in disgust::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::sighs and walks over the brawling men.. too bad that the boys didn't want to play after all::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::grins at the FCO::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::ambles out of Nero's::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: That wench? She's not even fit for breeding

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::turns to Nural, but first listens to his bellows::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::looking  little bleary eyed - thankful the barkeep knows enough to carry REAL Scotch::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Has been scratching as well ... notices some skin coming off ... and feels ridges underneath:: Oh dear ... oh dear ... oh dear ...

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::unconsciously scratches his forehead::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: MacTavish encounters a group of four Klingon? Security Officers Brawling in front of a Klingon woman in a blue Starfleet Uniform.

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Vid: She would probably only birth diplomats.

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::sniffs the air and turns around, still humming with energy::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::feels the urge to eat live worms::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::looks down the hall and frowns::  Alright ole boy....I think we need to lay off the spirits.....

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::practically purrs as she sees the lone man and heads towards him::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Roars with loud laughter at the CO's remark:: CO True! have you some bloodwine in your ready room?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::leaves the bridge and enters the TL::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::thinks a moment::  and when did we have Klingons on the Quirinus.....::has to really think a moment on this one::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Has practically pulled off all of his forehead to reveal a new forehead, complete with ridges::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::the thinking not coming too clearly...like trying to drive down the highway in 1st gear...there's a lot of activity without much to show for it::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::Places his fist on his hips:: Vid: No but perhaps we can get that accursed replicator to make some that won't make us sick.

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::still sniffing the air, she can smell him.. she knows this one... she knows he's something special, just not sure why...::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Computer:  Take me to... ::remembering the name of the ship's lounge::  Nero's.

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: Aye let's do it!

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::exits the TL and enters Nero's::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::snorts and moves into a turbolift, his sights set on a holodeck::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::looks down as he sees skin falling from his forehead, he reaches up and feels the ridges::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::notices one of the Klingons, a female by the looks (and smell) of it, coming this way....turns and exits stage left::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: As Neyan enters Nero's a few people, stop and stare at him.

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Goes to replicator and starts re-programming it::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
All:  What are you looking at!?

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::reaches the lone man, sniffs him again and launches herself his way::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Grabs the Captain by his uniform and turns him towards him::  Captain: Look at me when I talk to you!

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Crewman> Neyan:  Ka'plah!

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Growls ... he knows this isn't right ... it can't be right ... he doesn't have ridges ... or black hair ... does he?::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::goes to the person behind the counter::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::grabs Nural by his tunic and lifts him from the floor:: Nural:  You want something?

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Crewman:  Nuq'neh!

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
Woo....::leaps ahead a moment, narrowly avoiding capture...::  what have ya gotten yourself into now me Buck-o

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Turns and notices the challenge for command::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::notices he has darker skin than before::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Shakes, and stumbles ... growling ... tensing ... his eyes darting from side to side::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Bartender:  Do you have any gagh?

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::Flings Nural towards the front of the deck::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::makes another grab for him.. he wants to play.. she can tell::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Bartender> Neyan:  N-n-no Mr. Klingon, we don't.

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
::Also notices ridges on his forehead as more and more skin falls to the floor::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::pounds the bar::  Bartender:  What do you have you slimy little Targ!?

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: Ka'Plah! Captain well done!

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Freaks out ... screams out in a mighty Klingon "roar," and rushes over to the nearest Jefferies Tube, and rips open the hatch [well, more like opens it really hard]. He dives into the tube ... and tumbles half way down before grabbing a hold of the ladder::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Bartender> Neyan: A-A-anything in the replicator

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::still hungry.. but... sniffs the air again and practically purrs::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::manages to round a corner, and an awaiting turbolift...::  freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeddddddooooommmm  ::lunges for the doors::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Vid: I'd say that calls for a drink.

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Cries out, freaking out about his skin ... ::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Rolls on the floor coming quickly to his feet and faces the Captain showing his teeth::  CO: Don't you see there is something wrong here!

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::walks into an occupied holodeck and orders an off-duty engineer to get out immediately::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::grabs the bartender by the front of his collar::  Bartender: Now, listen!  I don't want replicated food!  I want live meat!!  UNDERSTAND?

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Nearly dislocates his shoulder ... dangles there for a moment::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::grabs him just as he leaps and holds on tight::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Bartender>  ::Very Frightened::  Neyan:  W-w-w-w-w-we don't have anything live

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: this blasted Federation trash replicator is only good for Ale! :: Orders to large horns of ale::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::lands flat on his inebriated face::  urk

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::manages to have one hand on the swooshy doors::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Emits a few more Klingon roars ... the pain from the fall tears apart his final few senses in regard to how wrong this is ... and he drops to the ground on a lower deck. Crouching, he emits a guttural growl::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::flips him over and sits on his chest::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::growls and throws the bartender against the wall and leaves Nero's::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Nural: Do you still challenge...::grits his teeth:: I a..m...

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
whoa....oof

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
::Admires his new skin tone as he gets the ale from the replicator::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::The left sleeve of his blue civilian suit has been torn slightly ... he notices it, and tears the sleeve off completely. He exits the JT onto Deck Three, and rushes down the corridor::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::sniffs him again and smiles::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::tired of the hair in his eyes, he tears a piece from his tunic and ties it back::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::grabs a crewman in the corridor::  I need meat!  Where can I get some?

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::feels his face flush, eyebrows beetling::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CO: Capt. Drink!  Drink hearty  and give Nural what the beating he craves!

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Crewman> Neyan:  Ensign Thompson has a goat......

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::ends the previous holodeck program, and commands:: Computer: a beast in its natural habitat, and a large blade

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
<Computer> Please specify-

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::grins::  Computer:  Where is Ensign Thompson's quarters?

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::quickly interrupts:: Computer: Anything, randomize, now!

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::Looks to Vid:: Vid, Where's my drink?  ::Grabs the ale and downs it all the while staring at Nural::

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<C> Neyan: Deck 4

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::his anger gets the best of him and he lunges at the Captain::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::enters a TL and heads to Deck 4::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Suddenly runs into another male crewmember ... who immediately slugs him. The crewmember is apparently a "Klingon" too now, and they engage in a hand to hand battle::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::grabs a phaser along the way::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: replicates another while letting go a loud belch and wiping the slobber on his tunic::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::tears her tunic off 'cause its too restricting::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::exits TL and finds Thompson’s quarters::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::simply sidesteps Nural and kick him hard in the rump as he passes::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::bangs on the door::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::grabs the blade on the ground and immediately thrusts it into the animal, much to its surprise::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::grins a sly, knowing grin as he wheels his legs up in an amazing feet of agility and flexibility to grab the klingon woman around the neck with his ankles, flipping her over onto her back and launching himself into a squat over her, pinning her arms down::  No no no.....no more foreplay

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::continues banging on the door, hoping to break it down::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::stumbles forward and regains his bearing.  Turns again towards the Captain while pulling a knife from his boot::  CO: You will die!

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
CTO: Nural! Concede you fool. You've met your match!

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::throws the mug to one side and faces Nural::  Nural: I am aware of the problem, you denebian slime worm.

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::struggles and growls::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::hesitates a moment and looks up, trying to study his forehead through his skull with little success....scratches at it momentarily::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::stands and wipes something from his forehead, then commands again:: Computer: Give me a stronger animal, a predator

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::steps up:: Nural: Today is a good day to die.

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Computer:  Override security locks on this door!  Authorization Neyan-Beta-2-Gamma.

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::throws him off her and grins.. this was going to be fun::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Howls and grunts in favor of the CO::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::enters the quarters and looks for the goat::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::lands on his back with a feral snarl::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::thinks:  That hurt...what the bloody devil is going on::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Grabs more ale which runs down the side of his face than in his mouth::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
CO: And yet you do nothing to fix it.

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::launches herself at him again::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::finds the goat and grabs it by the neck::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::The two continue their struggle ... the "Counselor" gets the upper hand, slams the crewman against a bulkhead, then flips him over ... pulling back his hand for the final blow ... and then suddenly stops::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::suddenly steps back:: Nural: Stop...this is not...correct...

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Can't bring himself to kill the crewman ... roars, and runs away::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::watches an animal twice his size appear before him, and snarls with pleasure::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::slams him into the deck::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::the goat tries to fight back, but Neyan's grip is strong::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::catches the klingon woman (despite the scratching on his head) and rolls around...finding it all oddly arousing::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Looks at the CO startled::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::lower knife slightly::  CO:I have been trying to tell you that.

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
<edit> been trying

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::something inside him feels sorry for the goat, but he maintains his grip::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::the goat falls to the floor, unconscious::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::charges the animal, and is immediately knocked back, the sweet taste of his own blood filling his mouth::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::rolls around on the deck, wondering who this exceedingly aggressive klingon woman is....::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::gets the phaser ready to open up the goat::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::crosses to comm. system, breathing heavily:: COMM All hands report to Stations.  This is a direct order....::turns looking at Nural and Vid::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::His earlier doubts have seemingly survived ... he finds a corner in the corridor, and huddles there ... trying to stop this ... rocking back and forth::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::growls and bites him::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Takes another  ale and passes  out across the command chair::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::hears the captain's voice over the Comm. and looks up::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::howls....that hurt damn it.......but flips the klingon woman over and pins her, hair falling around his face::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::returns to the TAC station, not turning his back on the CO or FCO::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::looks back at the goat, then up again, contemplating what to do next::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::picks up his blade, and charges again, this time dropping below the animal's grip, and making an easy slash at its right leg::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Head spinning he comes to just as the CO's order is finished::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Hears the Captain's comm. ... wants to help ... wants this to end ... doesn't feel right at all ... feels sick ... then the anger comes again, trying to wash over him ... ::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::decides to ignore the captain and aims the phaser for the goat's neck, ready to sever its head::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::looks into the wild eyes of the woman, then up at the commlink::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
COMM:  This is a code one alert.  Obey or face my wrath.

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::knows she should listen to that voice.. deep down she knows.. but can't bring herself to listen::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Checks internal scans of the ship:: CO: Captain, 75% of the people onboard are part or full klingon!

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Slowly gets up from the command chair and heads towards the CONN::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::hears the animal cry, and quickly lifts himself up, conveniently at the animals back::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Self:  Wrath?  I'll give you wrath, Captain.  ::finally throws the phaser to the floor::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::takes advantage of his distraction and wraps her legs around him, squeezing::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::leaves Thompson's quarters and enters a TL::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::looks back at the woman, eyebrows raised....speaks, his mouth a mess of brown klingon teeth::  Rhiannon?  ::a storm of skin falling from his head like a blizzard in the Andes::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
Computer:  Bridge!

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
Urk

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::the animal attempts to hobble around, to face its foe, but a blade in its back stops it dead::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::enters the bridge and storms up to the captain::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Nural:  We must get control of  my ship...

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  Were you threatening me, Captain?

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::turns seeing Neyan:: Neyan: This is wrong.  Do not challenge me.

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Rocking back and forth ... back and forth ... back and forth:: ... this isn't right ... this isn't right ... this isn't right ... ::Growls ... the onslaught of his anger continues ... the blood from his broken knuckle has formed a crust::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::Draws phaser and aims at the CSO, waiting to see if he makes a move::

FCO_Cmdr_Vid says:
:: Staggers to the console and tries to get original course coordinates from Nav systems computer::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::Rhiannon.. right.. thats her... and he is.. uh..:: Will  ::squeezes again with her legs::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::standing over the fallen animal, he rips the severed leg from its body and sinks his now-pointy teeth into it::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::hears a couple of ribs crack in a glorious chorus::  Raaaaaaargh

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::shows his teeth, growling, also trying to fight his raw hatred::

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::struggles to free her arms::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
::snarls at Neyan:: Neyan: Take your post...or...

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
CO: We should route all command function to the bridge.

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::pulls himself upright, turns, and slams Rhi into the wall, trying to stop the legs from popping his head clear of his body::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
CO:  I nearly killed a goat, sir.  To eat it...  Don't make me do the same to....   ::sighs::  Aye, sir.  ::takes his post::

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
::lowers phaser::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Nural: Are we any better to control it.  Get all those who are not Klingon to try to take some control..

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
OOomph! ::head hits the wall and she grabs him again::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::staggers back, wondering what is happening to him....looks at the CMO with a certain S + M look in his eyes and leaps at her, pinning her to the wall and kissing her, biting her lip so hard it bleeds::

CEO_Lt_Everitt says:
::roars with pleasure, now satisfied with the hunt, his adrenalin lowers, and his mind clears::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::starts to feel ANOTHER craving::

CNS_Lt_Raythan says:
::Still rocking ... back and forth ... back and forth::

CSO_Ens_Neyan says:
::having both genders, the craving comes on VERY strong::

Host CO_Capt_Sulek says:
Nural: Keep those unaffected isolated....

CMO_LtCmd_Morgan says:
::practically purrs and works to draw a little of her own::

CIV_Lt_MacTavish says:
::now THAT's what I'm talking aboooooouut........breaks the kiss, his lips red with her blood::  What in the 'ell are we doing?

CTO_Lt_Torok_Nural says:
CO: Most of the crew had changed, only 10% remain.  Putting up forcefields now.

Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
[[[[[ Pause Mission ]]]]]

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