RAdm AC Zuriyev: BEGIN SIM

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Asleep in bed::

Kiela Merienn: ::in the same place where her entire passive log took place::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::on the bridge, dissecting the last communique from FAdm Blackthorne to see if anything was wrong::

Kiela Merienn: Admiral on the bridge.

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::on the bridge, standing staunchly by her husband::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Hmm? ::looks up::

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Gently stirs and rolls over::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: I have been here for an hour.

Agent DanteSmith: ::sleeping quietly in his insane stuper...tied to a biobed::

Kiela Merienn: I like to make sure people notice the little details.

Kiela Merienn: Flower pot in the corner.

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::grins:: As you were.

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<lol>>

RAdm AC Zuriyev: You have a keen talent for stating the obvious, Commander.

Kiela Merienn: Enemy ship approaching.

CmdrBrookeDolan: That's a bit more useful.

Agent DanteSmith: <<oops...dats bad :-(>>

Kiela Merienn: Just testing.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::glares::

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::glares at her::

Kiela Merienn: Emergency drill.

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Rolls out and heads for the sonic shower::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: <<Double-glared!>>

Kiela Merienn: See the little light?

Agent DanteSmith: ::begins to wake up::

CmdrBrookeDolan: That will do, Commander.

Agent DanteSmith: ::feels a bit woozy::

Kiela Merienn: Commander being dismissive.

Agent DanteSmith: where am I...

Kiela Merienn: ::goes back to her work::

Agent DanteSmith: ::sees the mail Nurse:: Aaaahhh!!!

RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::wonders if whatever it is has indeed started to affect the crew::

Agent DanteSmith: down Suli! down!

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sucks her teeth at Kiela::

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Activates the shower and leans against the wall, utterly exhausted::

Lt Allen Zinthys: <m> too much fun...

Agent DanteSmith: Male Nurse> ::rolls his eyes:: so nice to see that you're awake...

Agent DanteSmith: Male Nurse> yaknow... ::grabs biiiiiig needle:: I think you need another dose of your medicine...

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Heh heh>>

Agent DanteSmith: hey hey now! I've told you several times Cmdr...I am NOT your love toy!!!!!

Kiela Merienn: ::wanders away for a moment::

Kiela Merienn: :;reaches a replicator::

Kiela Merienn: ::mumbles something to the replicator::

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::turns to Alexi:: Have you found anything, Admiral?

Kiela Merienn: ::takes what is produced::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: I can find no evidence to suspect that any wrongdoing would be involved in this message.

Agent DanteSmith: Nurse> oh...shut up! ::jams it in::

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Shakes his head and steps out of the shower, satisfied that he is sufficently clean::

LtJG Taryn: ::in the brig::

Kiela Merienn: ::wanders toward the Commander and ... ::Oh! Commander! I just replicated this ... would you like it?

Kiela Merienn: ::offers her a lollipop to suck on::

LTCmdrBridges: ::looks over results:: Hmm, the quantum feedback seems to show that the addition of a green button on the left side would reflect the reverb and make the engine fire.

Agent DanteSmith: Suli!!!! nooooooo.... ::gets stuck:: hehehe...that felt gooo-ood hehehe

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<No foreplay, huh?>>

Agent DanteSmith: ::continues to giggle::

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks at Kiela:: ah ... what flavor?

RAdm AC Zuriyev: +Zinthys+ Lieutenant, please release Lieutenant Taryn from the brig. I think he's had enough.

Agent DanteSmith: <<nah...the nurse isn't quite as romantic as Zinthys :-D>>

DrMeghanBelcher has entered the room.

DrMeghanBelcher: Boo

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Furrows brow:: +Zuri+ Uh... Aye sir...

LTCmdrBridges: All problems in science can be fixed by the addition of a friendly green button.

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Dresses himself::

Agent DanteSmith: <<eep!>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Doctor! Welcome!>>

DrMeghanBelcher: <<Update, please>>

LtJG Taryn: ::rubs his chin::

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Laughs::>>

LtJG Taryn: <w>I need a shave...

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::looks askance at Kiela, wondering if maybe it's jalapeno or vomit-flavored::

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<nothing up yet>>

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Wanders over the TL:: Main brig.

Kiela Merienn: Strawberry.

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<although Brooke is PISSED at Meghan bc the sickbay is a chaotic mess, so you might want to address that :-) >>

Kiela Merienn: Homespun.

Kiela Merienn: LOok, it's in the shape of a carousel with tiny little horses! How cute!

CmdrBrookeDolan: Uh ... did you do anything to it?

Kiela Merienn: ::demonstrates the cellophane::

CmdrBrookeDolan: Uh ... would you try it first?

DrMeghanBelcher: ::enters sickbay::

Agent DanteSmith: ::looks around Sickbay:: yaknow Man-Suli...

Agent DanteSmith: you could use some flowers in here...

DrMeghanBelcher: ::appaled::

Agent DanteSmith: they'd really make your office look more...yaknow...purty ::grins a big ol' doped up grin::

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Steps out and walks over to where Taryn is:: Mornin'

CmdrBrookeDolan: No offense, Commander.

DrMeghanBelcher: You incompetent fools! What on Earth is going on here!?

LtJG Taryn: ::smirks, and nods::

Agent DanteSmith: ::sees Dr Belcher...waves the best he can:: good morning!

DrMeghanBelcher: Clean this place up, or I'm denoting each and every one of you.

Kiela Merienn: ::opens lollipop and enjoys teh delicious sugary flavor::

Kiela Merienn: <demoting?>

Kiela Merienn: <Or maybe you should annotate them too?>

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::smiles at Kiela:: Enjoy that. Thanks for the offer.

DrMeghanBelcher: <Leave me alone>

Agent DanteSmith: <<lil footnotes would be cute>>

Lt Allen Zinthys: I'm under orders to release you.

Kiela Merienn: ::puts lollipop in replicator and dissolves it::

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Nods to the security crewman::

LtJG Taryn: ::raises a brow::

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::wonders why Kiela didn't finish it::

LtJG Taryn: ::stands up::

Kiela Merienn: ::considers rewiring the Commander's replicator to produce only lollipops::

DrMeghanBelcher: <flares at Dante>

Agent DanteSmith: ::watches the Doc as she moves around SB::

DrMeghanBelcher: crap

Kiela Merienn: ::doesn't like lollipops::

Lt Allen Zinthys: Don't ask me. Hell, I didn't even know you where here.

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<poison lollipops?>>

Lt Allen Zinthys: were*

Kiela Merienn: ::hates sucking on things::

DrMeghanBelcher: <I'm not doing well>

Kiela Merienn: ::is single::

DrMeghanBelcher: <Backing up...>>

Agent DanteSmith: <<hey...I'm "sick"...be nice to me...:-D>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<LOL, that's not what I heard!>>

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LOL!>>

Kiela Merienn: <<I'm sorry. I'm sorry.>>

DrMeghanBelcher: ::glares at Dante::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: >>::gawks at Kiela::>>

DrMeghanBelcher: I'm not in the mood for niceties, Lt

Agent DanteSmith: ::frowns:: sorry to hear that Doc...me and Man-Suli here were just discussing how nice some flowers would make this place...

DrMeghanBelcher: Now if you don't mind, I have a sickbay staff to keep in line. I suggest you let me do so if you have any intention of being treated.

Agent DanteSmith: ::wiggles a lil in his constraints:: boy...these covers are snug

DrMeghanBelcher: <<Who's Man-Suli?>>

Kiela Merienn: hmmm...

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sec dude presses buttons and the brig shield is dropped::

Agent DanteSmith: <<my Male-Nurse...I'm crazy...think he's Suli>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<yeah, Dante got a tranquilizer in the ass, he's not seeing very clearly>>

LtJG Taryn: ::walks out slowly::

DrMeghanBelcher: <<ah>>

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Yeah. "Tranquilizer">>

Agent DanteSmith: <<quiet youse!>>

DrMeghanBelcher: Man-Suli, Lt? Perhaps you should save your psychotic ramblings for a doctor who cares. My prescription -- lie down and shut up.

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Grins:: I believe he reffered to it as a "biiiiiiiig needle">>

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::turns away from the lollipop spectacle:: Alexi, if we can find nothing questionable about Admiral Blackthorne's message, is it safe to assume that he hasn't been compromised?

CmdrBrookeDolan: And if so, that's he simply letting us go without a fight?

Agent DanteSmith: Male Nurse> ::sighs::

Lt Allen Zinthys: I'd suggest you report to the admiral and find out what your duties are for now.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: I suppose that is the only logical avenue of thought remaining.

DrMeghanBelcher: ::to staff:: I want to see this place in perfect order in the next 5 minutes. I'll be in my office should you need me.

Agent DanteSmith: ::shrugs:: I'll try my best Doc

CmdrBrookeDolan: Does that mean we're free and clear?

DrMeghanBelcher: ::swivels, exits into office::

LtJG Taryn: ::nods::aye sir..

DrMeghanBelcher: ::pats her stomach::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods to Brooke:: Da, I believe so.

LtJG Taryn: ::exits, and heads to TL::

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Shrugs:: It's a suggestion.

CmdrBrookeDolan: So ... what do you think?

DrMeghanBelcher: Now, now... this sort of stress can't be good for the baby, now can it?

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<D'oh!!!>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! no tiny Meghan Blechers!!!!!!!>>

Kiela Merienn: <<It's OK. It's an alternate timeline. None of us need to buy apocalyptic weapons. >>

Agent DanteSmith: ::watches the staff clean up...wonders how long Suli has had such a large office cleaning staff::

Agent DanteSmith: <<can we anyway? so we can blow up this timeline?>>

RAdm AC Zuriyev: I must deliberate on this matter.

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Walks into the TL:: Main Engineering.

Kiela Merienn: Incoming transmission, sir.

Kiela Merienn: Ship is not in visual range.

CmdrBrookeDolan: Would you like to discuss a few things in your ready room?

LtJG Taryn: ::exits TL, and heads to his room::

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::turns to Kiela:: Have you got anything on sensors?

RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::furrows his brow::

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Leaves the TL and heads for his office::

CmdrBrookeDolan: (w) Don't, dear, you'll get wrinkles.

Kiela Merienn: The transmission isn't Federation coded.

Kiela Merienn: It appears to be coming from a small Bajoran ship. ::frowns::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: On screen.

CmdrBrookeDolan: Do you have any idea of its origin?

LtJG Taryn: ::enters, and takes his cloths off to take a sonic shower, and to shave::

Agent DanteSmith: Bullet Proof Bob> ::walking around the mess hall...kinda pacing::

Kiela Merienn has left the room.

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::wonders where that inept lacky of his, Smith, has been::

RAdm AC Zuriyev has left the room.

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<Hmmm...>>

Kiela Merienn has entered the room.

RAdm AC Zuriyev has entered the room.

Agent DanteSmith: ::kinda lays quielty in his biobed::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: <<::mutters:>.

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> This is J'dan of the Bajoran ship Revelation.

LtJG Taryn: ::puts on a new unifrom, and heads for the bridge::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: :::stands::

LtJG Taryn: <<BRB>>

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> We can read you on sensors... but there are hostiles in the area. We can't defend ourselves; we're a cargo ship.

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::assumes her place by his side::

Kiela Merienn: Byzantium> ::eavesdropping, sniggers:: The transporters can't be used becaues of a deadly somethingorother! Where you gonna go?

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Kiela, long-range scans?

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::looks from table to table...and at every door as it opens...never had he been this late before::

Kiela Merienn: Byzantium> ::tiptoes back into teh shadows:: Sorry, get back to your melodrama.

Kiela Merienn: I think I know what class of ship it is.

Kiela Merienn: ...I don't think I can read them sir. They're probably hiding in the <appropriate sci fi word> of a planet. Old Bajoran trick from the occupation.

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<"Shadow?">>

Agent DanteSmith: <<magnetic north?>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::laughs::>>

RAdm AC Zuriyev: This is Rear Admiral A.C. Zuriyev of the USS Atlantis. What are your coordinates?

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::grabs a random ensign by the scruff of his neck:: you...man child...where is Smith?

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Slumps into his chair, ignoring the PADDs on his desk::

CmdrBrookeDolan: {Lexi, this could be a trick.}

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> I don't want to reveal myself yet. I need you to prove yourself to us.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: {I know, love.}

LtJG Taryn: ::exits and heads for the tl::

Agent DanteSmith: Man Child> what the heck? ::sees his pips...then his phaser:: uh...sir, who...who are you l-looking for?

CmdrBrookeDolan: {I know you know, sweetheart. You're the smartest man in Starfleet. Just don't forget who's behind every smart man ...}

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> I have the lives of my crew to think of. There are twelve of us and three children...

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> We need help if we're going to survive, but you might be one of the crazies.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: {You are absolutely correct, Duscha.}

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::purses her lips at the mention of children::

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> And you're probably thinking I might be too.

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LOL>>

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> ::audible sigh:: So how do we get around this? Help me, Captain.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: It would be a lie to tell you otherwise.

LtJG Taryn: ::TL doors open, steps out::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Kiela, triangulate the origin of that signal. We do not have time to play games.

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> what?! are you that mentally incompetant?!

CmdrBrookeDolan: (w) Perhaps we could extend our shields around them, and transport one of them onboard? If we think they can be trusted, that is.

Agent DanteSmith: Man Child> but...but sir...

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> Uh, more immediate problem sir.

DrMeghanBelcher: +Zinthys+ Belcher to Zinthys -- are you busy?

RAdm AC Zuriyev: What is that?

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> BIG ship coming at us. BIG. I mean BIG.

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> Weapons powered.

CmdrBrookeDolan: Signature?

CmdrBrookeDolan: Shields up!

RAdm AC Zuriyev: You know, for a place no one has ever explored, intergalactic space is fairly busy.

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::throws him a wry look::

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::tosses him down:: bah! you are worthless scum before my magisty!!!

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> Uncertain. Looks like a whole bunch of ships melded together.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: <<Shields are constantly up. They protect against whatever this is.>>

Lt Allen Zinthys: <M> awww hell... ::taps:: +Belcher+ Yeah, what do you need?

Agent DanteSmith: <<errr...majesty>>

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> Well, maybe the idea to head into the middle of nowhere wasn't very original, sir.

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<just stating the obvious, like Kiela ;-) >>

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<or pulling a Riker ... >>

Agent DanteSmith: <<heh heh heh>>

Kiela Merienn: Big ship> ::shoots::

CmdrBrookeDolan: Dammit!

Agent DanteSmith: Man Child> ::scurries away::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Evasive!

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::throws Alexi a "what now?" look::

Kiela Merienn: Evasive manuevers.

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Grabs a PADD, like he need to convince himself he *is* doing something::

DrMeghanBelcher: +Zinth+ We need to talk. Now, if at all possible.

Kiela Merienn: Communication coming in. It's the Bajorans.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Taryn, get to your station.

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> bah...insolent fools...don't know the extent of my power aboard this ship...

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Return fire, Kiela. Phasers only.

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> That's them! The hostiles! They're trying to finish us off! I don't know what's wrong with them, I guess they think it's ARmageddon!

LtJG Taryn: ::runs over, and pushes an ensign out of the way::

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> I"m sending our coordinates to yoru ship. There is no time for guessing games anymore! Please help us!

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> if they'd just check the roster they'd see! I'm the #1 assistant security type guy person gaurd thing..........::looks at the people staring at him:: you know what I mean!!!

Kiela Merienn: Big ship> ::shoots a disruptor blast at the Atlantis, aiming for their nacelle::

Kiela Merienn: I have the coordinates, sir.

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::paces some more...still waiting::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Warp nine, Mr. Taryn, to those coordinates.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Execute!

Lt Allen Zinthys: +Belcher+ I'm busy!

LtJG Taryn: ::hits delta pattern, to aviod the shot::

Kiela Merienn: Big ship> ::follows the Atlantis toward the new coordinates, only a slight pause in its pursuit::

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::tenses as the ship goes to warp, just barely missed by the shot::

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> Thank you, ADmiral! You won't regret this!

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Aft phasers!

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> Extend your shields around us. Our Engineer worked up a plan. I'm sending it to you. We think it'll work!

Lt Allen Zinthys: Goddamn! ::Hustles out into ME prime::

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> My life... the lives of the crew.. the children... thank you so much...

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<crap! we have no engineers!>>

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Tell them we are not compromising our closed environ.

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<We're dead>>

Kiela Merienn: <<Zinthys>>

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::watches out the windows as the stars go wizzing by:: odd...

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<he's too busy sexing up other officers>>

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks out from atop the catwalk and begins barking orders to anyone not doing anything important::

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> We don't need you to compromise it, sir. Just ease your shields over so they encompass ours...

DrMeghanBelcher: +zinth+ Are you sure it's nothing that can't wait. After all, there is a human life at stake.

Kiela Merienn: Big ship> ::in hot pursuit::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> Another Federation ship appears on the scanners, to the aft.

Agent DanteSmith: Kev> ::wandering around Engineering...making sure the engineers are engineerying

CmdrBrookeDolan: Kiela, how are the Bajoran ship's shields holding up?

Kiela Merienn: J'dan> Quick! There isn't much time!

Agent DanteSmith: ::

DrMeghanBelcher: +Zinth+ Or had you forgotten I was carrying your child.

Kiela Merienn: Big ship> ::trains its phasers on the Bajoran ship and fires::

Kiela Merienn: Bajoran ship> ::is destroyed::

Lt Allen Zinthys: +Belcher+ And we've just hit warp 9! If I don't work, this whole ship is gone! Zinthys out.

CmdrBrookeDolan: Crap!

Kiela Merienn: Incoming message from the Bajoran ship... ::pants::

Kiela Merienn: <<big ship>>

Agent DanteSmith: Kev> ::mean glares at those that stop working...even for a second::

Kiela Merienn: <<not bajoran>>

RAdm AC Zuriyev: On screen.

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::sighs::

DrMeghanBelcher: Fucking temporal interstallar crises! Does no one understand I'm more important than the universe?

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<LOL!>>

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Sees an irregularity brewing in the core::

Agent DanteSmith: Kev> you will all be sorry when the Task Master returns to duty if this place isn't at 115% efficiency!

Kiela Merienn: Green alien> The Bajorans tried to get us to compromise our shields and kill us.

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<Only bc your name is Meghan ... >>

DrMeghanBelcher: ::Shoves papers off desk:: I'll show him!

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Runs over to a console and reroutes something somewhere and everything looks fine again::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: They asked the same thing of us.

Kiela Merienn: Green alien> They tried to deceive us. Are you allied with them?

RAdm AC Zuriyev: But who are you?

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::wonders who to believe, the green guys or the dead supposed-Bajorans::

Kiela Merienn: Green alien> I am a member of the Ydnfb!svuykjh people.

Agent DanteSmith: ::random Engineers glare back...trying to figure out if the large Klingon security agent is actually in charge or not::

CmdrBrookeDolan: {This too, could be deception.}

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Blink::>>

Kiela Merienn: Green alien> We are from the borders of romulan space. Our ship is mostly made of romulan parts.

Kiela Merienn: Green alien> all our people are dead.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Drop from warp, Taryn.

Agent DanteSmith: <<ewww>>

LtJG Taryn: ::drops the warp::

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<only the choicest parts>>

Kiela Merienn: Green alien> I ask you, again, are you allied with the Bajorans?

DrMeghanBelcher: +Zinthys+ If you don't get your ass out of engineering, forget about your little crises, and get down here now, I'm aborting your baby!

Agent DanteSmith: <<still...ewww>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<OMG!!!!!!!! Belcher, you are a horrible person!!!>>

LtJG Taryn: ::raises a brow when the green guy says romulan::

Kiela Merienn: <<do it anyway, it's got your DNA in it>>

DrMeghanBelcher: +Zinthys+ Do you want that on your conscious you pathetically submissive excuse for a man!?

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Cuts the comm::

Kiela Merienn: <<I see... when she's special, it's Meghan... when she's doing something evil, it's Belcher. Heh. >>

RAdm AC Zuriyev: I ask YOU, what are your intentions?

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<you got it!>>

Kiela Merienn: Green alien> Backsh!agscov.

Kiela Merienn: Green alien helmsman> Acihjk!jkhj jhlk.

Agent DanteSmith: <<lol>>

DrMeghanBelcher: Bastard! Bastard! Asshole!

Kiela Merienn: Big ship> ::warps off::

CmdrBrookeDolan: Friggin' translator!

DrMeghanBelcher: ::collapses in tears:: THIS IS NOT OVER!

DrMeghanBelcher: I

Agent DanteSmith: Kev> ::continues cracking his whip...just happened to have one::

Kiela Merienn: Fat lady> ::wakes up in sickbay::

Kiela Merienn: Fat lady> Where am I???

DrMeghanBelcher: I'll castrate him if that's what it takes to show him

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Let it go.

Kiela Merienn: Nurse> You had appendicidis. You're in sickbay.

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> Yes, sir...

DrMeghanBelcher: NO ONE SAYS NO TO MEGHAN BELCHER AND GETS AWAY W/ IT!!!

DrMeghanBelcher: ::exits office::

LtJG Taryn: ::wondering if should try to hit a panel, like he has seen on a old TV show Happy Days::

Kiela Merienn: Fat Lady> You mean I won't have any abdominal pains anymore?

Agent DanteSmith: ::looks over at the Fat lady:: are you pregnant? or just fat?

Kiela Merienn: Nurse> No. It's over.

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Hurries down ladder and storms up to Kev:: Put that thing away in here right now!

Kiela Merienn: Fat lady> ::sings:: HALLELUJAH!

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<How cliche...>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<oh ... oh!!!! oh no, Rachel ...>>

Agent DanteSmith: Kev> hmph ::puts it away:: they don't listen to words

DrMeghanBelcher: This sickbay looks like a pile of shit. Fix it, or I'll report you all to the Admiral and have you thrown in the brig for failure to follow my orders!

Lt Allen Zinthys: They listen fine to mine.

Kiela Merienn: <<i'm sorry. I had to..>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::checks the sensors to see if the big ship is anywhere near by::

DrMeghanBelcher: I"M SICK AND TIRED OF INCOMPETENT STAFF!

DrMeghanBelcher: You're useless -- all of you.

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::also checks the wreckage of the Bajoran ship for survivors::

Lt Allen Zinthys: And you are only to look menacing to any invaders or females from sickbay, not my engineers!

Agent DanteSmith: Kev> apparently then...it's because I'm...Klingon...(m) like usual...

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> Sir, I took a moment to glance at that plan they sent over...

DrMeghanBelcher: ::notices Nurse Luann's horrified gaze:: GET YOUR EYES OFF OF ME YOU OVERUSED BIT PART BITCH!

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> If we'd followed it... we would have caused a breach in containment.

Lt Allen Zinthys: God, man, it's because I'm their superior!

CmdrBrookeDolan: <<::dies!::>>

Agent DanteSmith: Kev> hmph

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LOL!!!>>

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> That could explain the deserted ship we passed.

CmdrBrookeDolan: Intentionally, or was it an oversight?

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Turns and storms off::

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> I believe it was intentional.

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> Perhaps our engineering staff could tell.

CmdrBrookeDolan: Why would they try to destroy us? What good could that possibly do them?

RAdm AC Zuriyev: ::nods:: I was not about to risk the lives of this crew in such an operation.

Agent DanteSmith: Kev> ::shrugs and returns to glaring at the slackers::

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Looks up at the core angrily:: Work right damn you!

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> I don't know, Commander. This is a strange new world.

CmdrBrookeDolan: Commander, you're Bajoran. Do you think they were really Bajorans?

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> That hath such Bajorans in it...

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Hops back up the catwalk ladder by twos::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: ACTION> The other Federation ship arrives on the scene, the USS Yeager.

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> Yes, I do.

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::shakes her head::

Kiela Merienn: Kiela> The Bajorans are commonly fanatics, unable to see past the blind dogma they're taught in childhood. Drilled in.

Agent DanteSmith: Bob> ::sits at a chair facing a window...watches the ships outside::

CmdrBrookeDolan: But why would they want to destroy a possible ally?

RAdm AC Zuriyev: They were affected by whatever has affected everyone else.

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Leans against the railing:: Damn start and stop! Warp 9, impulse. ::Sighs::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Check the news archives about the Bajoran reaction to this.

Agent DanteSmith: <<that's "Stop and Start" driving...>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: In what sense? Just emotionally, or is there something deeper, something sinister here?

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Shouts:: All sub-departments, report. now!

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<::Mutters about nit-picky little pricks::>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::wishes they had some solid answers about what they were dealing with, something to go on::

Kiela Merienn: Checking, sir.

Kiela Merienn: Match found... it's a GNN report from a few weeks ago.

Lt Allen Zinthys: ::Heads into his office::

Kiela Merienn: Playing, sir.

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<LOL>>

Kiela Merienn: Archive report, vocal> Most of the Bajoran people have been destroyed. It is reported that the few vessels that escaped the crisis belonged to teh radical religious group

Kiela Merienn: Hah-mozz which preaches that the end of the world shall come in brimstone and fire. If true, the rumors might indicate

Kiela Merienn: that the Bajorans will be hostile.

CmdrBrookeDolan: ::tilts her head to one side:: Oh, that explains it. Well at least they got themselves killed for us. <<nice name, chica>>

CmdrBrookeDolan: Just hope there aren't many more hanging around.

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Captain Kathryn Harper, USS Yeager, Akira Class> Atlantis, this is the Yeager, please respond.

CmdrBrookeDolan: What the hell -- ? What is the Yeager doing out here?

Agent DanteSmith: ::wipes cheek on pillow to try to get rid of drool...only succeeds in running a string of spit to his ear::

RAdm AC Zuriyev: Raise the Yeager on the comm, Kiela.

Agent DanteSmith: ::giggles like a school girl::

LTCmdrBridges: <<Ahhhhhhh! Just got back in! Argh! Why must this building be plaguedwith invisible fires!>>

RAdm AC Zuriyev: What next?

Lt Allen Zinthys: <<lol>>

Kiela Merienn: Redshirt> ::breaks it up::

Kiela Merienn: Red shirt> ah right, you guyz, yous better tells me whasss goin on, arright?

RAdm AC Zuriyev: PAUSE SIM