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Liseeri
Xenobiologist
49902.02
The statue

Liseeri settles into her new quarters.  As always, the most important project
is to find the perfect place for her statue.   Holding the smooth black object
in her hand, she walks around the room trying to "feel" the perfect place for
it.  After a thorough sweep of her entire quarters, the statue feels right on
the table next to the door.  Stepping back slowly, she smiles.  "Perfect" The
black surface is like no other, not shining to reflect light, but actually
absorbing all the light around it.  Feeding off its surroundings.  "just
perfect" she repeats…
Tearing herself away, she heads over to send messages.  "Liseeri to CMO Blade,
I am requesting a physical within the next two days.  We need to set aside
some extra time after my physical to discuss any unusual species on board."
The next message was gentler (as counselors need that sort of thing).  "Um,
hello, I'm leaving a message for the counselor, can we meet sometime, like
within the next two days so you can get a look at me? Thanks, and can't wait
for some girl talk!…Liseeri"

As she ended her last message, she heard the statue hum disapprovingly… 

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Stardate 49902.03

[ Since no one else jumped in... ]
An Ensign returned Seron's Vulcan greeting.
"Welcome aboard, Mr. Seron. I am Ensign Marasuku, assistant shuttle
operator. There is currently a staff meeting in progress. The Captain told
me to ask you to get there as soon as you've been shown to your quarters."

"It is illogical to delay everything further by looking at my quarters
first. I would prefer to get to the staff meeting right away."

"As you wish, Sir."

Marasuku led Seron to the meeting room.
"Come in." he heard a voice, probably the Captain's.
The door opened, and Seron stepped in. Apparently, nobody was currently
talking. He raised his hand in the Vulcan greeting. "May you all live long
and prosper. I am Seron, new Chief Engineer."
He didn't mention the shuttle problems, knowing the crew had received his
calls from the shuttle. Delays are illogical.

"We have just finished hearing the science officer's report. You can call
it up in the computer later." The Captain said, knowing the Vulcan
wouldn't want to interrupt the meeting for introduction formalities. "Take
your place."

Seron sat down at the table.

"Have you been to Engineering yet?" the Captain asked him.

"No, Sir. I got here directly from the shuttle bay. But I can use the
computer to call up status information from here."

"Make it so."

Seron stood up and went to the computer console, calling up engineering
data.

"The primary phaser array is down," he noticed. "This appears to be a
problem with the power supply. All other systems seem to be working well.
Warp drive efficiency is at 98.4%."

"Can you repair the phaser array before we arrive?"

"I believe so - but since I cannot be absolutely sure about the reasons of
the malfunction, I can't tell for sure."

"Ok. Get to it as soon as the meeting is over."

Seron went back to his place and sat down, waiting to hear the next
report.


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Alexis Dax
Astrophysics
SD: 49902.03
"Break Time"
---------------------------
Alexis finally decided to take a work break. She stood from her desk and
yawned. "Next time I sleep." she mumbled as she left her lab. She walked past
the other labs and saw some other scientist. "I should probably be socialiable
but I don't really feel like it." But someone else did. Because before she
walked too far from the labs a fellow scientist came up to her.

OOC: Any scientist want to be the fellow scientist?

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===================
Alexander C. Corum
Tactical Officer
SD=49902.03
Chit Chat
===================

"Well,I dont really dont do much.Well,not yet."I 
said.

"Hey what about active family members Alex?"

"Well"I said,"I have two brothers and two cousins
here at StarFleet.Will is aboard the USS Destiny,
Chris is aboad the USS Horizon-A,Mike is Lt. Cmd.
aboard the USS Allience,Steven is aboard the Lex.
But I guess I told you about him,and Im,well,here.

You and the Captain are the only ones I`ve met."

"Yes,I think the Captain remembers you."Merken said.


"hey Merken,I heard there are alot of Trills abord."

"Yes there are a few."

"Well,I hate to say this but,I dont know what a Trill is!"



------your turn-----





_________________________________________________________
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Clavel was hunched over in an improbable shape, her body was bent
practically double, her head was jarred to the right, her leg was holding
her in place and it stretched up to her chest while her arms were busy
typing messages into a PADD. She was doing a full diagnostic on one of the
many stellar snesor arrays that were scattered all over her Lab. She was
also becoming rather annoyed. She had been back to this specific array at
least five times now. She would finish on one side of the room and it
would lead her right back here. So much for the dream Lab. It was just
like Starfleet to arrange work stations in such improbable ways.
	She could feel her leg begin to cramp up. She was actually able to
chart the process of the cramp from one muscle to the next. She knew it
was coming and when it got here...
	"OW!" she yelled as her leg came out from under her, she lost
balance and toppled to the deck. She heard someone come running over to
her, she looked up to see Remiklos Jackson staring down at her, trying to
figure out how to help.
	"Can I help you Ensign?" he asked rather tentatively.
	"No, I'm fine Mr. Jackson, I just cramped up my leg. Clavel sat up
and grabbed her PADD as she began to massage her leg. "How's your work
going?"
	"I've got most of the EM sensors finished. They seem to be in peek
working order. I was just going to get started on some of the more
antiquated reflector and refractor telescopes they have set up. Starfleet
seems to have thought of everything."
	"Yeah, everything." Clavel replied a little sarcastically. "The
subspace stuff is scattered all over. It's like they designed the place by
using a chimp or two. When one side is done I've gotta go back across the
room to recalibrate another side." she shook her head, clearing the
sarcasm out of it, at least momentarily. "But that's neither here nor
there. You're doing a great job Mr. Jackson and getting done in record
time. Why don't you take the rest of the day off. I'll take care of the
antiques and we can both work on the holo-projector tomorrow." Clavel
smiled and stood up. "Go, on, get outta here."
	Remiklos smiled at her "Thanks Ensign. See you tomorrow." He
turned and left quickly before she changed here mind.
	"Yeah, tomorrow." Clavel said silently as the doors closed. She
limped over to her office and sat down with a huff. She wasn't going to
get anything done for at least half an hour. She might as well set up all
of those appointments now.

OOC:Well AMO, Counselor, Clavel will be around as soon as possible.
Whenever you guys aren't busy and all;-).

Ensign Clavel Montenerro Islanda
Chief of Astronomy
USS Darwin


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"Except the stinky man would have to run behind unless he stopped being
stinky enough to make you sneeze."

			-Dean Koontz
		       (Dragon Tears)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Ensign Matthew Ronin
Microbiologist
StarDate 49902.03
"Arrival"
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Matt wandered around Outpost 301, while peering through open doors. "Damn,
this is boring" he said aloud, numerous Officers looking at him strangely.

FInally he reached the Library, where he quietly sat down and waited for the
automatonic librarian to approach him.

"Hello, Sir, may I interest you in a fine book?" the robot said.

"Ye-ess, would you happen to have a list, preferably on the history of
Starfleet and the Federation?" Matt asked

{I'm from a Federation colony, never attended SF Academy, don't know much
about SF and the Fed.}

"Why, yes, I do...'Federation: 2100 and Beyond!', 'StarFleet Academy: The
Guide', 'The Enterprise Novels...', 'Vulcan: Is it Logical?', 'Starbase
34---" it was interrupted

"Thats quite fine, no need to list the rest, may I please have 'The
Enterprise Novels?..." Matt said

"Of course", the robot scurried to the shelf, and brought back a book "You
Are Welcome.." It said as it went back behind the counter

"Yea, Thanks..." Matt didn't get time to say. Just as he opened to the first
page, the door nearby swished open.

"Enging Matthew Ronin here?" A tall, built officer asked

"That would be me" Matt stood up. The officer walked into the room, a few
bags in hand.

"Good, you're coming with me, truns out the Darwin came 2 hours early" he
said

"Hmmph..." Matt continued out the door, the officer following him. The man
walked around and in front of Matt, guiding him to a small docking outlet.

"Hello again, Ensign" the pilot that flew Matt to the outpost greeted him.

"Yes, hello" Matt replied, then went inside the shuttle

The shuttle ride lasted around 15 minutes, and then, the hsuttle bay doors
opened, and he landed.

"Cool' Matt said to himself as he stepped out the shuttle onto the floor...

"Hello Ensign, I am---" a voice began from behind

{Someone continue here..... :oP}



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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.03
"More Meeting"
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Captain Mozart looked up once Seron had finished giving his report. The
main phaser array was a problem that needed to be tended to immediately.
"Ok. Get to it as soon as the meeting is over," she commanded.

She silently cursed the Starfleet officials and engineers for what they had
done to her ship. Before the refits, she had been running smoothly, the
energy conservation rate being the highest in any Federation ship. And now
this. All the new additions patched into the Darwin's systems. Her power
distribution hadn't been designed to handle that, and together with a
faulty connection here and there they were causing glitches and
malfunctions by the minute.

But hopefully, they would have solved that problem soon. They simply had
to. There was no way she would let her ship go on its first surveillance
mission while there was still danger of a malfunction in the offensive or
even defensive systems.

She tried to keep her mind from wandering. There was still so much to do
today... most likely she wouldn't even be able to unpack her personal
belongings and get settled in by the end of the week.

Then her attention was brought back to the matter at hand as the next
department head spoke up.

<<OCC: here's the deal... you have one more day to finish with the
department reports. We need to keep the plot going.

Lerner, we'll pick you up once the meeting is over... I doubt it lasted for
13 hours ;)>>



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Capt. Dorothy A. Mozart --- CO U.S.S. Darwin
Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
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        "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."

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Dr. William Slade
Chief Medical Officer
SD: 49902.03
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Will tapped in a few things on his padd. 

"The first item on my list is physicals.  We have a number of senior officers who have yet to see either myself or Mr. Merken in sickbay."

He cast a few glances around the table.

"These people will remain, of course, remain nameless, but I would like to have them down there by week's end.  Secondly, the crew schedule for our esteemed personnel officer.  I want to run standard eight hour shifts.  I'll take a full shift myself from 0800 to 1600, and I'll also check in with the infirmiry regularly.  I'll want to assign the week's time slots newly each week, but I'll keep you apprised.  That's all I have for now.  Captain, I'd like to talk with you after the meeting however.  Thank you."

He sat and put his padd away.

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"Wherever I enter, I will enter only to heal, and I will do no harm..."

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Narisha Adaina Troi
Counselor
Stardate 49902.03
"Meeting"
___________________

"Well, I'm one of those people who haven't been in for my physical.  I'll
do that as soon as possible....I promise.  Now, for my report.  Only a
couple people have been in for their mental evaluations.  I'd like to
discuss a few things with you later Captain.  But, the records from
Starfleet have been slowly coming in for the crew. Something is wrong with
their main computer in its file transfering abilities to me.   I'm waiting
for all those to come in before scheduling appoitments with those who have
left messages for me.  I intend to see those people with rather urgent
issues in the next 2 days and then everyone else after that."

Narisha looked down at her padd.  She decided that this was about all she
needed to report for now.

"Any questions or issues I should be aware of?"

<feel free to ask questions or tell me about some issue anyone>





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Merken
AMO
"What's A Trill!?"
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Merken sat back at that with an open mouth, "What's a Trill?!"

Alex hunched down a bit as if trying to wriggle into his chair, "Well, 
it's just that I'm not familiar with the race."  

Merken eased back and gave him an apologetic smile, "Sorry, it's just 
I'm suprised no one has even told you something of them, I myself have 
been doing some recent research of them, i'll fill you in."

Merken leaned forward and sipped his coffee, "Well, Trills are a unique 
race that have provided host bodies for small soft-bodied entities in a 
symbiotic relationship."  

Merken cracked his neck a little and continued, "There are at least two 
races of Trill who act as hosts, those who have a ridged forehead, and 
those who have a narrow speckled band running aloung their hairline down 
their neck, then down along their body."   Merken called up a mental 
picture of Alexis and quickly dismissed it, feeling a bit embarrased, he 
noticed Alex was leaning forward, anticipating his story and waiting for 
him to continue.

Merken obliged him, "Well, the symbiote itself is a foot-long purplish 
lump of cranial and exoskeletal tissue, it may appear to some to be a 
bit ugly but to the Trill it is revered and respected."

"Since symbioant integrates each new host's personality with it's own 
after joining, Trill relationships are often hard for single-unit 
species, to deal with and sometimes an sometimes don't survive the 
change."  Merken became grim at that notion but continued on.

"Trills are usually very responsible and moderate or reserved in 
personality, the symbiotes don't usually engage in romantical issues, 
content to seeking a "higher plane".  Merken paused and sipped his drink 
while Alex noticed a nearby Trill and looked at him for a bit before 
looking back to Merken, Merken continued, "The symbioant does carry 
memories from previous hosts, and each new combination--aside from 
gender, weight, and height--carries a diffrent blood type, metabolism, 
nervous system, and brain wave pattern."  Merken took another drink of 
his coffee, letting the bitter taste flow down his throat and settle his 
stomach.

"The complex brain carries two cerebral nuclei--one in each being, 
linked together--whose brain wave patterns can each can be scanned 
seperately as well as together."  "The two are bilogically 
interdependent; at 93 hours after their joining, neither can survive 
without the other."  Merken considered Alex's reaction for a moment and 
continued, "Only one in ten is chosen to be joined to the "thoudands" of 
symbioants, but those not joined still lead normal productive lives."  
Merken sat back, there was more to be told, but it was basically only 
needed by medical technicians, stuff like tolerances and allergy's, 
nothing Alex would be concerned with.  

Alex sat back with a whistle, "Wow, that's sure something to think 
about, you seem to know a lot about them."  Merken smiled, "Only as much 
as I need to for a doctor, the real expert is Dr. Slade, he is much more 
familiar with the Trill than I."  Merken stood up and Alex followed, 
"Well, I better head back to Sickbay, got a lot of stuff to do, 
physicals and all, we have to do this again."  Alex nodded, "Yeah, I 
have to see the couneslor soon as well, I'll make sure to have something 
intresting for us next time." 

With that Merken headed for Sickbay, Alex followed and headed off in 
another direction of the ship. 

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As Merken walked in the doors of Sickbay he noticed he had three people 
waiting for their physicals, he got to work immediately, after they left 
he went to his computer.

"Computer record message."  The computer responed, "Recording."  

Merken thought for a moment and started, "Counselor, this is AMO Merken, 
I would like to come in for my psych evaluation as soon as you can see 
me, also I would like to consult you on a intresting case I have, thank 
you."  Merken sat back at his desk.  "Computer send message to Counsleor 
Troi's quarters."  He quickly opened more files and continued filing all 
bilogical's on board.

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Clavel had finally gotten around to checking out the more antiquated
telescopes. They were some of the most perfect equipment in the Lab, if
truth be told. She gently screwed back in the eyepiece to one of the more
enormous models. It was about all she could do with it, seeing as most of
the telescope had been imbedded in the ship's hull. It was amazing what
levels the science of astronomy had risen to. She had found her place.
	Clavel moved back to her office, rubbing her neck and dreaming
about a nice, hot cup of chamomile tea. It would be just the thing after
contorting her body into various positions during the day. There was still
more to do, it was hardly after lunch time after all, but her first
observations could wait.
	She arrived in her office only to find another message from the
AMO on her computer. It looked like he had set the original to go off
every few hours until you came in to get the physical. She grinned with
slight amusement. Just like a doctor, always pestering you to do what he
wanted you to do. She took a look at the chronometer, thought about the
millions of stars out there to observe, shook her head and headed to
Sickbay.
	The corridors of the Darwin were beginning to look more and more
familiar. She could recognize areas that she had explored just the night
before. The ship was really beginning to feel more like home. Well,
anything would be home to Clavel, as long as she got the chance to look at
the stars. She remembered her first trip in Space. It had been when she
was around 24 and had been going to Vulcan to work on her doctorate. She
had been so excited to be surrounded by the blackness of space, to have a
feeling of almost being connected to the stars that surrounded her.
	The doors to Sickbay swung open as she walked thoroug them. She
took a look around. It seemed that the Sickbay had been decked out as well
as her own Lab had been. Everything seemed so new, so modern. It was
really neat. She saw a man in medical blue, a Deltan if she didn't miss
her guess. There was something about him...something she magnetic that she
couldn't quite place as she walked up to him. Clavel shook it off. She'd
figure it out later but until then it would be best to push it out of her
mind.
	"AMO Merken I assume?" Clavel asked, extending her hand. She
certainly hoped he was the AMO, she hated making a fool of herself.
	"Yes, I am." he replied, shaking her hand briskly.
	Clavel smiled at him. "Ensign Clavel Montenerro. I decided I might
as well come and get the physical over with." her grin broadened "If only
to get that message off my PADD."
	He grinned back at her. "Of course." was his only answer as he
indicated one of the many biobeds that lined the room. She jumped up on it
as he gathered his equipment. There was something about him though...

OOC: Okay Merken, take it away. I place Clavel in your capable hands.

Ensign Clavel Montenerro Islanda
Chief of Astronomy
USS Darwin


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<DIV>&quot;Computer record&nbsp;message.&quot;  &nbsp; The computer responed, 
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>USS Darwin</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Ensign Matt Miller</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Chief Exopaleontologist(Man that's hard to 
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<DIV><FONT size=2>Location:His quarters</FONT></DIV>
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size=2>--------------------------------------------------------------------</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>The meeting with Maar had ended about 30 minutes 
earlier. Matt had waited about 15 minutes until he realized taht meetings on 
board the USS Darwin&nbsp; weren't going to be short. So far, noone had bothered 
to tell him why he was on this vessel... Usually specialists such as 
paleontologists are given a second duty or are called after the discovery of the 
fossil or the area where a fossil could be found is made... Right now, he had 
neither a second duty or a fossil to study and time was perhaps going to make 
his presence even more aimless on the vessel. War had made sure that Starfleet 
needed more fighters than scientists... Fighters...Maar... </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Matt pondered all this for a few moments... Could Maar help 
him find a place on this ship until his expertise was needed? He always liked to 
live dangerously, perhaps now was his chance to do so...</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Maar had spoken of how she would like more Trills in security, 
more people she can relate to to talk with. But... &quot;Am I really Trill at 
heart?&quot; asked Matt to himself...</FONT></DIV>
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is a long time with Humans, a long time learning their values... forgetting 
Trill values...&nbsp; Yeah... he had to ask Maar... at the physical he would 
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Stardate: 49902.04
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Rob just got off duty and had decided to go back to his quarters to get some
sleep.  In order to switch from Beta shift to the norm, he had to work a
double.  He was hoping to get some sleep, and probably would have if he hadn't
of noticed his list of things to get done.  One item remained.

REPORT FOR PHYSICAL

It was dated a few days ago.
"Crap!  Doc's gunna have me head for dis!"
He rushed out of his room, felling rather lightheaded from lack of sleep.  He
menuvered thru the ship and walked into Sickbay.
"Ensign Robert Ferrow 'ere"

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=================================================
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"How long Does a meeting take?"
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Walking down the Hallways,Alex felt a bit bored.
He wanted to report and meet the CTO but he/she
was still at the meeting.

"Sheesh!How long does a meeting take?"Alex thought
to himself.

Now entering his quarters Alex remembered Troi
msg.

"Computer,record message"

"Counselor Troi,whenever you would like me to come in for my physc
evaluation would be fine.I`m not
really doing anything so whenever."

"Computer,please send message to Counselor Troi`s quarters."


Now leaving his quarters, Alex bumbed into someone
he didnt know.

=========Anyone please continue so i have something to do untill this
meeting is over==========






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Alexis Dax
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SD: 49902.04
Bumping into...
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Now leaving his quarters, Alex bumbed into someone he didnt know. He bumped
into Alexis Dax. 
"Oh I'm sorry." Alexis said quickly.

"It's all right. I'm Alex...and you're Trill right." Alex said

"Gee how'd ya guess?" Alexis said with a smile. "Yes I'm Trill. I'm Alexis
Dax."

"Well Alex..Alexis. Close names." Alex said

Alexis smiled....

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Dorothy A. Mozart
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Stardate 49902.04
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Captain Mozart rose from her chair and looked at her senior officers. "That
will be all for now. You have a little less than twelve hours to get those
phasers and sensors back into working order. Dismissed."

While the others slowly filed out of the room, she signaled Troi to wait
and then walked over to her chief medical officer. "Dr. Slade, I presume it
is the issue involving Dr. Harvey that you want to talk about."

Her lips pulled into the slightest hint of a grin. "Or is it my physical
you want to talk about?" She sighed. "I know I haven't gotten around to
scheduling one yet. But you do understand that there are more important
things which require my attention right now. Besides, I'm perfectly
healthy... But to set a good example for the crew, I suggest we get this
over with as soon as possible now. And while we're at it, you have as much
time to talk about that Harvey issue as it takes you to complete my
physical. Does that sound like a deal?"

Seeing that this was probably the only opportunity in a couple of weeks to
get the Captain down to sickbay, Slade had no choice but to agree.

"Wonderful. Let's get going then." However, before the captain strode out
of the door, she turned to face her counselor. "Narisha, I suspect it's
nothing of uttermost importance, isn't it? Well, in that case I suggest we
meet for dinner tonight, we might as well have that discussion in a more
relaxing environment. Does 1800 hours suit you?"

Counselor Troi nodded. "Sounds perfect. I appreciate your taking the
time... Captain." She paused a short moment before using the rank. "I know
you're quite busy."

Mozart laughed. "Busy is no word to describe it..." Then she hurried after
Slade, trying to walk through the doors before they closed behind him. 

Slade shook his head. For centuries it had been said that doctors made the
worst patients, but recently he had come do doubt that. Captains made the
worst patients, he was sure of that... if you were able to lure them into
sickbay first.


<<OCC: You have one day to get the sensors/phasers working again. I don't
wanna keep Lerner waiting forever ;)>>


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Alexander Corum
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==================

Alex smiled back.

"Well,Alexis,where are you going?"

"SickBay"

"Is it serious because I wouldn`t wanna delay you."

"No,that`s ok,it`s not serious.Well what do you
do Alex. . . ."

"Corum,Alex Corum,and I`m a tactical officer.
What about you?"




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 =============================
 Ensign Shikara	 
 Chief Science Officer
 Stardate: 49902.4	
 "Still at the meeting"
 =============================

The meeting was actually over! Shikara's mind had been busy with scientific
sensors for a while already. Not that she had not listened to what was said
in the meeting, but for once she was thankful for having learned the
techniques of concentrating on two things at the same time.There was
sensors in basically every science department, and it worried her that they
might have to recalibrate all of them. Most of them were in the Astronomy
department, so it would probably be Ensign Monterro who would feel
aggressive tendencies towards her if she had to tell her to redo a lot of
the work she had been busy with today. Trying to be an optimist, she
decided that her staff had more concentrated on testing the equipment than
on calibrating, and by now was at least done with the EM, biostructural and
gravitational sensors, since those were linked to TAC directly. On second
thought Shikara realized that he rest of the sensors could remain as they
were, they were most likely not the ones causing the problems. So maybe
Monterro wouldn't have all that much reason for aggressive tendencies.
Except those six EM sensors, Shikara thought, uttering a mental sigh.

Walking out of the briefing room, she addressed Ensign Dodge:

"Since this meeting took a little bit longer, I assume it would be best to
start working on the sensor problem at once."

Dodge: "Yes. This ought not take all that long. I will go to the bridge and
check on the TAC calibrations. You should probably go to the lab with most
of the important sensors."

Shikara: "That would be Astronomy. I will contact you once I am there."

<OCC: Sorry Maar & Dodge, I somehow got your names mixed up in my last
post. Dodge- take it over! :)>


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Alexis Dax
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"Astrophysics." Alexis said.

"Really? What exactly is astrophysics?" Alex asked

"To be honest. I haven't figured that out quite yet." Alexis said with a
smile.

Alex laughed. "Well what do you do?"

"Study the physical make up of stars, and anything out in space. Nebulas. You
know all that one stuff." Alexis said

"Sounds interesting." Alex said

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Ens . Neil Dodge
Chief Tactical Officer
Stardate : 49902.4
---------------------
Dodge stood up and streghtened his uniform then picked up a PADD 

"Well ... I dont have that much to run over really , Firstly id like to
update everyone on the status of the concusion pulse emiter system , as off
1800 hours Today it will be fully operational and im glad to report that
sofar all tests are showing peak performance and as for that shake the ship
suffered when the weapon is fired .. that been taken care of thanks to our
wonderful engineering staff " taps on the PADD a bit and smiles  at Seron 

"Secondly ..... the status of the other weapons systems , all weapons
systems are at peak performance ....but we have been having problems
getting the Cloaking device to work properly with the Masking Device ...
this could lead to problems with keeping our cloak intact Id like to borrow
some engineers in the morning to take a look at that , well thats pretty
much it " Dodge smiled sat down in his chair drank some coffee 
"Well that wasent that bad  " thought Dodge as he put his cup down .. First
Meeting down ..

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<<OCC : Sorry for the lateness of this post but early this week my ISP's
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Uss Harbinger

LtCmdr. Neil Dodge 
Executive Officer
Uss Fantasy-B

Lt. Neil Dodge
Chief Medical Officer
Uss Nighthawk 
-----------------------------

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Alexander Corum
Tactical Officer
SD=49902.04
"Greetings"
========================

"It is"said Alexis

"Well,you`re the third person I`ve met."Alex said

"Who are the other two?"Alexis asked.

"Merken,well i dont know if thats his first,last,
or only name.And the Captain."Alex`s faced turned
a bit red but Alexis didnt notice.

"So who`ve you met?"Alex asked





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      "Never let life pass you by"

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Ens . Neil Dodge
Chief Tactical Officer
Stardate : 49902.4
---------------------
Dodge stood up and streghtened his uniform then picked up a PADD 

"Well ... I dont have that much to run over really , Firstly id like to
update everyone on the status of the concusion pulse emiter system , as off
1800 hours Today it will be fully operational and im glad to report that
sofar all tests are showing peak performance and as for that shake the ship
suffered when the weapon is fired .. that been taken care of thanks to our
wonderful engineering staff " taps on the PADD a bit and smiles  at Seron 

"Secondly ..... the status of the other weapons systems , all weapons
systems are at peak performance ....but we have been having problems
getting the Cloaking device to work properly with the Masking Device ...
this could lead to problems with keeping our cloak intact Id like to borrow
some engineers in the morning to take a look at that , well thats pretty
much it " Dodge smiled sat down in his chair drank some coffee 
"Well that wasent that bad  " thought Dodge as he put his cup down .. First
Meeting down ..

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Marine Company Commander 
Uss Harbinger

LtCmdr. Neil Dodge 
Executive Officer
Uss Fantasy-B

Lt. Neil Dodge
Chief Medical Officer
Uss Nighthawk 
-----------------------------

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Alexis Dax
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SD 49902.04
Greetings
--------------------------
"I've met Merken, the Captain..." Alexis regetted remembering that meeting.
"Will Slade, and some others that sort of blended together at the party."
Alexis said with a smile.

"You've met Merken too? At your physical?" Alex asked

"I met him at the party then for my physical. Oh and I met the counselor."
Alexis said.

"Oh counselors...fun." Alex said.

"Yeah tons o' fun." Alexis said

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Merken walked over the biobed Clavel was laying on.  He took a moment to 
look her over, she was attractive but she was looking at him with an 
unusual intesity, at first he was a bit intrigued at her forwardness, 
but then he realized what it was.  He walked closer to her and began 
turning on the sensors over the bed.  She seemed to fidget even more, 
rubbing her legs toghther and moving her arms from side to side, he knew 
what was happening and quickly took a hypo and sedated her so she was a 
bit more clearheaded.  After a second or two, she blinked and the fog 
began to lift behind her eyes, she must have realized hat she had done 
and blushed deeply. Merken gave her a smile.

"Sorry, I should have warned you."   he began passing the instruments 
over her.  She looked up at him, still a little lust in her eyes but 
subdued, "I knew Deltans were supposed to be allruing but.."  He noticed 
the obvious puzzlement in her eyes, he decided to explain, it would make 
them both feel better.  "You see, Deltans have a special genetic...gift, 
we give off pheremones which excite the opposite sex of most races," He 
looked down to her and gave her a sly smile, "escpecially humans."  
"It's not your fault and trust me, your not the first to lose control 
like that, some have even attacked me!"  

Clavel laughed at that and felt a little better, "So, do you seduce 
women to have your way with them with your gift?"  She gave him a sly 
smile as well.  Merken laughed at that, "No...no, I haven't taken abused 
it in that way, but I have heard that some of us make a good living 
using it."  She smiled at that, Merken was continiuing his scans when 
someone else headed in, he was very quick to come to the point, "I'm 
here for my physical."  He looked over to Merken and he noticed that 
there was already a patient there, and she seemed happy to be there.  He 
quickly looke back to Merken, "If I'm interrupting anything I can come 
back later, when your done."  He began to turn when Merken stopped him, 
"No, that's allright, I was just giving Ensign Clavel her physical."  
Ferrow turned back, "Oh, ok."  He walked over to a biobed and hopped on 
it, "I'll just wait here."  Merken smiled and walked over to his bed, 
"That's allright, I can handle multiple patients, that's my job, now 
just lay back and I'll turn on these instruments, they'll record 
preliminary data and I'll be back in a moment to go through more 
thoroughly, Mr...?"  

"Ferrow, Robert Ferrow, Helm, nice to meet you, ...?"  

"Merken, Dr. Merken, AMO, but just call me Merken."  Merken smiled and 
walked back to Clavel, "Well, looks like we have company, no don't you 
feel more safe?"  Merken smiled and Clavel mimicked him.  "Oh, I think I 
can take care of myself." She laughed and Ferrow raised his head and 
looked over, and then laid back with a shake of his head.  

----either one of you want to talk about anything? Get to know each 
other of maybe just schedule to meet later after the physical?----

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USS Darwin
49902.04
Oh No, I'm Late
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I rolled over and looked at the clock, what it's 1200 hours.  "Computer, 
what time is it?"
"The time is 1200, and you are late for work."  Oh no, my first day as a 
waitress and I'm late.  I jumped out of bed and threw on my uniform I 
raced into the bathroom and quickly preformed my morning rituals.  I was 
out the door in a flash and BOOM ran right into Counsalor Tori.
"Hi Counsalor, I was just on the way to work."
"Well, I see you haven't made an appointment yet."  She said as she 
looked down at her padd.
"Yeah, I've been a little busy."  I said as I looked at my watch, "Well, 
I gotta go.  I'll make that appointment for sometime tomorrow, in the 
morning."
I heard her mutter something about people never managing their time as I 
took off down the hallway.  Mom was never like that, she always 
understood why I was so busy, she always seemed to understand me better 
then dad.  I guess that's what you get when your Mom is half Valcan and 
half human and your Dad is all human.  I shook my head as I begain to 
prepare myself for work.  I walk into the bar and two gentlemen were 
sitting there drinking coffee and talking.  I went behind the bar and 
was wipping down the counter tops when Janvier walked in.  I guess I 
wasn't the only one late for work.

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E. Alexander Ventoux
Ensign
Asst. Tatical
SD 49902.5
"Counceling"
 
>I should have come here before<

-Hello  Ensign, may I sit? 
 I come here for your counseling, Ensign Troi...
 er... aren't you a tad young for a full Ship   Councelor? 
 Well anyway, I have trouble sleeping, last night I  spend it almost all of it at the Arboretum on deck 9,
 I think Im having trouble accepting the fact that I m  going back to the front lines...
 (trying not to look directly at the Councelor)
  
 I though that an assigment on a Science vessel would  keep me from combat, but now here I go againg. 
 (after a pause)
 
 Scientist should not go near combat!
 (Silence)
 
 I have been doing my jod at my best, but I have been  trying to avoid any direct contact with any of the  officers at the commands level... hell! I dont even  want to speak to anyone on the ship at a personal   level...  
 (stand up)

 I dont want to Sick Bay for my physical... I dont like  to take drus, of any kind, they are like poison to the  body they dull your senses...


           E. A. Ventoux
           Ast. Tactical 
           U.S.S. Darwin

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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>=================</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>uss darwin</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Ensign Barb Braht</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Botany</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>49902.05</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>=================</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>In the shiney new botanics lab</FONT><FONT 
color=#000000 size=2> acres of bubblewrap piled high as one by one the 
instruments were checked off, checked out and calibrated.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Armfuls of statically charged polysterene balls 
careened around the floor, and sequencers hummed and chattered as they digested 
fresh samples from the arboretum.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&quot; Computer, &quot; commanded the sweating 
ensign</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&quot; Inform Chief Shikara that Botanics are on 
line. The &quot;canary&quot; samples from the arboretum are within tolerable 
limits and the inventory is correct.&quot;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Braht relaxed slightly, he glanced at his PADD 
noting he should report for a physical and a psyche evaluation.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2></FONT><FONT size=2>He'd had all the psyche 
tests anyone would ever care for at the&nbsp; Norek Correctional 
facility,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>&nbsp;they showed he was stable, the Elim brotherhood had 
taught him well how to control his moods,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>&nbsp;it was pathetic, the Vulcans assumed a aire of Logical 
supeiority, but were just souless fools, he knew the true power of control, the 
inescapability of logic, the Huge cost.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Better to get it over with, he would need all the control he 
could muster if he was&nbsp; to revisit Empok Nor.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Braht queried the sickbay appointments system, full check up 
-20:00, easy...</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>&quot;+++taps+++ Ensign Braht to Troi I believe I must see you 
for a psyche evaluation, It may take some time, when would be 
convenient?...&quot;</FONT></DIV>
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Alexander C. Corum
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Excuse Me But I Ah...
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"I`m glad I`ve not been there yet,not that theres
anything wrong with counselors but I just dont
like `em."Alex said.Then he noticed the meeting was over and he wanted
to ask the captain something.He began to say "Excuse me but I ah..."

Alexis cut him of"OH,dear,I must get going.Maybe
we can talk again."

"Yes,I also have to get moving."Alex said.

They both waved and when in different directions.

Alex saw the captain walking and he caught up with her.

"Captain"Alex said trying to keep up with her but
behind her.

"Yes what is it..."Said the Captain still walking.

"Alex,Alex Corum"

The captain stopped and turned around.

<<Take it over captain,I was going to apolagize for what happened at
the party>>




==

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Ensign Alexander Claude Corum=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Christopher Thomas Corum=USS Horizon-A=Human
Ensign William Scott Corum=USS Destiny=Human
Ensign James Daniel Corum=First Contact Office=Human-Vulcan
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 =================
 Ensign Shikara	 
 Chief Science Officer
 Stardate: 49902.5
 "Things to do"
 =================

Shikara decided to quickly walk through the Science office she shared with
Gaeriel before proceding to the Astronomy lab. Her assistant was sitting at
her table, staring at pile of PADDS that probably contained many reports
and equipment evaluations. Lots and lots of stuff to read for herself, too.
But that would have to wait. "Hello. The science department seems to be up
running, judging from what I can see right now", Shikara greeted her
friend, pointing on the PADDS. Gaeriel answered with a slightly forced
smile: "Oh yes, it certainly is. By the way, there have been a few messages
coming in for you." Shikara walked over to her own desk, telling the
computer to display the messages. The first she got to hear was that she
*still* had not taken either her physical or her mental evalutation, but
afterwards a more encouraging message: "Botanics are on line. The "canary"
samples from the arboretum are within tolerable limits and the inventory is
correct." That was something positive after all.

"Where are you going now?", Gaeriel asked her when she was moving towards
the door again. "To the astronomy lab, try to figure out if some problems
in TAC originated there." "Astronomy lab? You won't find anybody in there
at the moment, Ensign Monterro has just left to take her physical. She is
done with most of the tests, though." Shikara's left eyebrow rose a few
millimeters : "There's nobody there? Hmm. All right then, recalibrating
sensors is fun if you do it alone, too... See you later."

After arriving in the astronomy lab, Shikara quickly walked over to a
computer terminal and asked for a few data. Then she was ready to contact
Dodge:
+taps+ " Ensign Dodge, this is Ensign Shikara. I am ready to go."



 

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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>--------------------------------</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2><EM>Adric Outler</EM></FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2><EM>Cook</EM></FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2><EM>49902.5</EM></FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><EM><FONT color=#000000 face=Verdana size=2>&nbsp;</FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT color=#000000 face=Verdana size=2>&nbsp; As these morning went by 
fast and the crew went on to do what it needed to be done.&nbsp; l just finish 
up cleaning up from the breakfast and had the Roast spring chicken speical in 
the oven.&nbsp; l decided to see if the counsler had time to see if see had time 
to see me for my review.</FONT></EM></DIV>
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<DIV><EM><FONT color=#000000 face=Verdana size=2>&nbsp;&lt;Counsler 
Troi&gt;&quot; Yes, what do you need Adric?&quot;</FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT face=Verdana size=2>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &quot;do you have time for 
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<DIV><EM><FONT face=Verdana size=2>&nbsp;========&gt;&nbsp; over to you 
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<DIV><EM><FONT face=Verdana size=2>&nbsp; AMO merken </FONT></EM></DIV>
<DIV><EM><FONT face=Verdana size=2>&nbsp;</FONT></EM></DIV>
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Alexis Dax
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Sickbay
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Alexis walked toward sickbay. She was acting totally on impulse...which wasn't
always a good thing. She walked in hoping it wouldn't be busy. She looked
around. "Hello..." she called fairly softly. "Merk? Doctor? Anyone here?"
Alexis didn't see anyone in the immediate area so she went in further. She sat
on a bio bed and waited to be noticed. She pulled out a PADD and started
rereading it. She was on her stomach, leaning on her elbows when she was
finally noticed by....

OOC: Anyone want to jump in?

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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.05
"Apologies"
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Captain Mozart and Doctor Slade had just rounded the last corner on their
way to sickbay when a voice called out behind them, "Captain." The person,
whoever it was, seemed a little out of breath.

Still in the middle of a conversation with Slade, Mozart didn't turn around
immediately. "Yes, what is it?" she inquired, hoping that this wouldn't
take too long. She wanted to get that physical over with before something
else came up.

Then she found out why the voice had sounded so familiar. "Alex, Alex
Corum," the person identified himself. Amused by the fact that he was using
his first name to introduce himself, she stopped immediately and turned
around. "Yes, Ensign Corum?" A tinge of annoyance sounded through her
voice. Their meeting at the reception had been quite amusing, but right now
she had better things to do than to deal with some young ensign's advances.

"Um... Captain," he began to turn red already and she realized that she had
one less thing to worry about. "I just wanted to... apologize for last night."

She shrugged. "No need to apologize, Mr. Corum. In a crowd like that it's
easy to get confused." She watched him relax and admitted that her reaction
hadn't only been caused by the fact that she had so little time to deal
with things like this. She had had her experiences with relationships for
the moment and didn't want to be reminded of some things that had happened
recently.

Just at that moment, her comm badge began to chirp. Why did these things
always have to chirp in the middle of conversations, she wondered "Mozart
here," she answered.

"This is the bridge, Ensign Ferrow speaking. I just wanted to inform you
that the ETA to Outpost 301 has been reduced by approximately two hours."
The captain nodded, although the gesture could not be seen at the other end
of the comm link. "Acknowledged. Mozart out."

She briefly calculated and decided that she would let someone else deal
with the formalities of Ensign Ronin's arrival, she didn't want to be late
for her meeting with Narisha. Hopefully the science and engineering teams
had completed the calbrations by that time, if not they would just have to
deal with it without help from the Outpost.

<<Corum, Slade... take over>>



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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
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        "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."

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Allrighty... here's the news: Those of you who have only been observing so
far, now it's time to jump in and write your first post. :) And those of
you who've already been posting quite frequently, I want to see more of
those wonderful posts!!! Let's keep the plot moving...

On a second note, I'm still missing a couple of bios from the following
people:

Troi
Quiane
Seron
Gaeriel
Liseeri
Merken
Solo
Ronin
Billings
Xron
Zalphoid
Lockum

You've been simming really well so far, please take the time to tell us
some more about yourself by sending me your bio. Please, I would like you
to complete them before the end of the week. Thanks.

Live long and prosper,
Capt. Dorothy Mozart



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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
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==============
Alexander Corum
Tactical Officer
SD=49902.05
"Phew"
==============

"Thank you captain.I know you have better things to do so I won`t
delay you any longer."Alex said.

"Phew"Alex said after the captain and another man she was with left.

(now in his quarters)

Alex sat down next to his computer.
"Computer,who is the USS Darwin`s current Chief Tactical Officer?"

"Ensign Neil Dodge"

"Computer,where is Ensign Dodge right now?"

"Bridge"

Leaving his quarters, Alex wondered what the CTO would want him to do.

(now in the turbo lift)

"Bridge"Alex said sternly.

"Alex Corum,no,Ensign Corum,no,Alexander Corum,no!  How about Ensign
Alexander C. Corum..."

*bing* 

The turbo lift doors opened.Alex walked over to
where Ensign Dodge was standing.

"Ensign Alexander C. Corum reporting,sir."

====Dodge please take over========





==

Ensign Steven Neil Corum=USS Lexington=Human
Ensign Alexander Claude Corum=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Christopher Thomas Corum=USS Horizon-A=Human
Ensign William Scott Corum=USS Destiny=Human
Ensign James Daniel Corum=First Contact Office=Human-Vulcan
Esnign Jean Louis Bonaparte=USS Darwin=Human
_________________________________________________________
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Narisha Adaina Troi
Ship's Counselor
Stardate: 49902.05
"Counseling Business"
---------------------------------------
Narisha arrived back in her quarters after the meeting to find 6 messages
of people requesting an appointment to get their psych check-up done.  
So, she decided to at least get a few done and then she would go get her
own physical evaluation done.  After that, on to dinner with the Captain.
"Computer...find Alexander Corum....."
"Corum is away from his quarters."
"Computer...record message...Alexander, this is Narisha.  Please come see
me later today before dinner time.  I'm going to see a few other people so
please call ahead.  I'm looking forward to meeting you and getting
acquanted.  Computer, send message."

"Adric, please come in."
"Adric here."
"This is Narisha.  Are you ready for your psych evaluation?"
"Why, yes I am.  I'll be right there."
"Great! I'm looking forward to meeting you.  Troi out."
"Bye.  Adric out."

While Narisha was waiting for Adric to come, she left messages for Braht,
Liseeri, and Clavel that she would meet with them tomorrow and to come by
for a meeting.  She was glad people were beginning to come in for their
evaluations.  She was looking forward to meeting everyone.  She began to
drift off when suddenly she someone was at her door.  "Come in please."
The door opened and Adric was there.
"Please, come in.  And you must be Adric.  I'm glad to meet you.  Now why
don't you tell me about yourself including anything special I need to know."

<Adric, take it away...Braht, Liseeri, and Clavel, come by tomorrow.>
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==================
Alexander C. Corum
Tactical Officer
SD=49902.05
"OFF Duty"
==================

"Ensign Corum,you`re off duty for now,I`ll have someone notify you
before your shift."Dodge said.

"Yes,sir"Alex said the walked over to the turbo lift.
(Back at his quarters)

As Alex entered his quarters,he saw he had a msg.

"Computer,play msg"

"Alexander,this is Narisha.Please come see me later today before
dinner time. I`m going to see a
few other poeple so please call ahead. I`m looking forward to meeting
you and getting acquanted."

"Well might as well get it over with."

++taps++Narisha Troi please acknowledge

<OCC:I will be on for about another half hour.If im well "tapping" at
an inconveanyant time just get mad at me or something i dont care as
long as i apolagize>






==

Ensign Steven Neil Corum=USS Lexington=Human
Ensign Alexander Claude Corum=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Christopher Thomas Corum=USS Horizon-A=Human
Ensign William Scott Corum=USS Destiny=Human
Ensign James Daniel Corum=First Contact Office=Human-Vulcan
Esnign Jean Louis Bonaparte=USS Darwin=Human
_________________________________________________________
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USS Darwin Counselor
Stardate 49902.05
"Meeting Corum"
_________________
Narisha suddenly turned and realized that Corum was trying to get ahold of
her. 
"Corum, please come back at another time.  Thank you!"

While she was at it, she left a message for Merken, Jackson, Zalphoid, and
Lockum to schedule their appointments for the next day.  She was trying to
at least get people started on their psych evaluations.

<All of you can come see me tomorrow.  Just come in a visit.  I'll jump in
when you come in and we can talk>





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LT JG Farrell Maar
Chief Security
49902.06
Security Office
"Meeting the Charges"

Maar rubbed her eyes finally feeling the complete effects of working for
almost 24 hours straight.  The Captain would probably not like such an
unhealthy habit from a Chief officer.  Maar would not expect it of any of
her security officers.  She should not do it herself.  But the day would be
done for her by 19:00 hours.  She could hold out until then.  The Doctors
would most likely notice that she is in fact lacking valuable sleep.

"Yes... yes I know..."  Farrell reminded herself of the inner callings of
Maar who said one thing -sleep.

Farrell filed down her report and left a message for all security officers,
"All Security Personel please meet with me in my office by 15:00 hours
today.  If I do not see you within that time... I will assume your abilities
myself and make my own judgement calls.  Ones of which you probably will end
up not liking.  I look forward to meeting my teams."

Ah, always off to a very friendly start.  Maar smiled... But the Horizon
Security teams ended up loving her.  But it had seemed that their Chief
Security officers were always popular if not dead already.  Such a morbid
thought.

Maar walked over to the private lavatory that was connected to her office.
She looked in the mirror and ran water over her hands.  Maar smoothed down
her fussy hair, "Short is a very new look for me... but one with wavy hair
is cursed with it.  Too bad it was caught in the fire."

She splashed water on her face and opened the comm system to leave a message
for Miller, "Ensign Miller, my security officers must be here before 15:00
today... if you are not on duty, we could go to Sickbay sometime after.
Maar out."

"I hate Sickbay... I would much rather see a dentist."

Maar walked back to her desk and slouched into her chair reading more
schematics on the ship.

<<Any Security officers, please meet with me soon.  I apologize for my lack
of writing for the past few days.  I had three large tests to contend with>>

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E.A. Ventoux
Ensing
Asst. Tactical
USS DARWIN

After waiting sometime at corridor for Ensing Dodge to finish his shift he finally appears...
the turbo lift opens and the Chief Tactical enters, the Asst. Tactical ask to have a word with the Chief...

-Excuse me Sir... may I have word with you?
 (they continue walking tru the corridor)
 
 I have been thinking about the energy consumption for   the weapons sistems, What If we do program so the   computer turns off all none escential funtions of the   ship, like any recreationals, as soon as we power up  the weapons sistems... that should give us some  seconds...

 AS you know some seconds are sometimes crucial in  battle...

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Ensign Neil Dodge
Chief Tactical
Stardate: 49902.06
---------------------

"Well Ventrox thats a pretty good idea and of course those seconds are
crutial ... ill tell you what right now im a bit busy with these Sensors
and these Cloak Problems Why dont you Join me on the bridge and tell me
more and i could use some help with this damn Cloak ... You know what ? ..
we should have a Department meeting soon .... "

The TL came to a stop , Ventorx & Dodge hurried onto the Bridge and steped
up to the Tactical Console 

"Hmm alright lets get started Ventorx take the science console and monitor
the sensors from there " Dodge brought up sensor controls onto his console
and noded to Ventorx .

"+Taps+Dodge here , Alrighty Science Lets get Started ... This may take a
while " Dodge let out a sigh and started Tapping away at his console .

"Well..Ventrox Tell me a bit about yourself ... i cant say weve talked much
" Dodge Smiled and Peered back at his console..

"Geez I hate Doin this ... i feel more like an engineer these days ..hehe"
Said Dodge as he steered into his console ......

-------------------------------------------------------------
<<OCC:Alright Ventrox and Shikara Take over ... and a note to the Tactical
Staff ..... Get Ready for a Dept Meeting and Assignments hehe ....>>

--------------------------
Commander Neil Dodge 
Executive Officer
Uss Fantasy-B

Second Lt. Kason Moor
Marine Commpany Commander
Uss Harbinger

Lt. Neil Dodge
Assistant Engineer
Uss Hawking

--------------------------------

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---------------------------
Ensign Neil Dodge
Chief Tactical Officer 
Stardate : 49902.06
---------------------------

Dodge Peered up from his console as the Bridge Doors opened.. 

"Ahh Corum! Well tonight i guess Tactical Owns the Bridge .. How are you
doing?...Have you meet Ensign Ventrox? ..."

----------------------------------------------------------
<<OCC:Sorry for the latness of this post its just this ISP its mixing up my
messages i got ventrox's before yours Corum sorry ... and as for that
meeting it will take place soon  ;-) >> 
--------------------------
Commander Neil Dodge 
Executive Officer
Uss Fantasy-B

Second Lt. Kason Moor
Marine Commpany Commander
Uss Harbinger

Lt. Neil Dodge
Assistant Engineer
Uss Hawking

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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Ensign Matt Miller</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>&quot;Sickbay...&quot;</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>Matt listenend to Maar's message on the commlink. He looked at 
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E.A. Ventoux
Ass Tatical
USS Darwin
49902.6


After a few minutes of taping at a PADD and watching the readings...

-Nothing unusual on  the sensors, I havent read the  report about the prblems with the cloaking device, what  is the problem?
 
 Besides Shouldnt Engenerring be doing this? 

 I have didnt really enjoy my Engeneering Classes at  the Academy... (laugh)

 Ofcourse there havent been time to talk... There have  been a lot of Work! 
 (more to himself than to the Chief) 
 StarFleet Command most be Crazy!
 
 AW Well this is my second tour, the First one spend it  on the War as a pilot...
 (Science signals)

 They are still working, They tel us to wait 
 (grunts in displease)  

 Turns toward Corunm 

 Hello (bows his head a littler)
 (smile devilish)
 Well it seems that we are the heheh "only" working
  ups! shouldnt have siad that  heheh
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Lt JG Farrell Maar
Chief Security
49902.06
Sickbay
"Pushy"

Maar yawned meeting Miller, "Miller, you're so pushy these days..."

"As opposed to all the other days that you've known me?"  He smiled.

"You know what I mean... Oh well, if any Security officers come to see me
they can wait awhile.  I can't wait for five hours hoping one of them will
show up.  I don't eve know if my Assistant is on the ship or not."

"That could always be a problem."

"Yea, we're in the heat of battle and I'm doing all the security work.  I've
taken down some bad guys before... but not an entire fleet of Jem'Hadar...
So I guess we just wait around for a Medical officer?"

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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.06
"The Physical"
--------------------------- 

Captain Mozart smiled as she watched Ensign Corum walk away. With a little
more experience he would make a fine officer... and it was sure that he
would be able to gather lots of new experiences in the following weeks.

Before she knew, she and Slade had reached sickbay and the doors slid open
when they entered. The room seemed much more crowded than she had expected.
Quite a few people had apparently found the time to get their physical
done. She noticed Ensign Dax sitting on a biobed, waiting for some doctor
to find the time doing the medical scans. She briefly stopped to greet the
Ensign before proceeding to a biobed further back in the room.

On their way they passed Merken tending to another group of patients and
she was grateful that Dr. Slade had decided to do her physical. Not that
she didn't get along with his assistant, it was just that she didn't want
to deal with his pheromones again until she was less stressed.

Finally she sat down on the biobed and looked at Slade. "Go ahead and get
started on your scans, Doctor."

<<Slade, this is your last chance to respond and complete my physical.
Otherwise I'll outta here faster than you think ;) >>


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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 499
"Distractions"
--------------------------- 

Dr. Slade was just about to run the bioscan unit over the Captain when her
comm badge chirped...again. She sat up, this time not really minding the
distraction. "Sorry, doctor." She tapped her badge. "Mozart here."

A voice she didn't recognize spoke up. Probably somebody at tactical. "This
is the bridge. Captain, you have an incoming message from Outpost 301."

Mozart gave her chief medical officer an apologizing shrug. "I'll take it
down here, relay it to sickbay please." She stood up to tap a button on the
console next to the biobed.

Soon the UFP logo appeared, followed by the image of the station commander.
"There are a few things that require you being notified of before your
arrival. First of all, I have been informed that Ensign Ronin has left the
Outpost by shuttle several minutes ago. Apparently he couldn't wait to get
on board.

"Then there are two other officers awaiting transfer to the Darwin. Their
names are Ensign Milon and Weapons Specialist Hunter."

The Captain nodded. Somewhere in the back of her mind those names rang a
bell. They had been assigned to the Darwin, she just hadn't been sure when
they were able to come on board. Now she knew. "I will have them beamed
onto the Darwin at the time of our arrival. So far our systems are
functioning within normal parameters, so there will be no need for us to
dock. Our ETA will be in approximately two hours."

Once the connection had been closed, she tapped her badge again. "Mozart to
Dodge and Shikara. You have less than two hours to complete those
calibrations. You better let me know of any problems *before* we arrive."

She realized that her voice had sounded a bit harsher than intended to, the
exhaustion and lack of sleep appeared to be taking their toll.




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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
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Ensign Xron Magn(Chris Fortin)
USS Darwin
Security Officer

     "The Captian is in sickbay."  the computer chirpped.  "Great,"
thought Xron as he hurried to sickbay to talk with Captian Mozart.  As
he walked through the door of sickbay the Captain gave him a very
agitated look.  "What is it ensign?"
    "Uhmm..., I was just wondering if you wanted anything done to the
security."

   "Let me think a moment......."


" Don't let life pass you by"  

==
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====================
Alexander C. Corum
Tactical Officer
SD=49902.05
"Work"
====================
<OCC=well,this has really gotten messed up,but who 
really cares>
==================================================

++taps++I`m sorry Mr. Corum,you`ll have to come see me tomarrow.
++taps++That`s ok counselor Troi.I`ll see you tomarrow.Corum out.

"Well,"Alex thought,"maybe Mr. Dodge could give me something to do."

(Now at the turbo lift)

"Bridge"

*ping*
(now on the bridge)

"Ahh Corum! Well tonight I guess Tactical owns the bridge..How are you
doing?...Have you met Ensign Ventrox?..."

"Hello"said Mr Ventrox and then he bowed a little.

"Hi" Alex said then bowed his head a little too.

"No I dont think we`ve met before."Alex said

"Sir,is their anything I can do?I heard that you were having trouble
with the cloacking device."

====Take it away Dodge or Ventrox====


==

Ensign Steven Neil Corum=USS Lexington=Human
Ensign Alexander Claude Corum=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Christopher Thomas Corum=USS Horizon-A=Human
Ensign William Scott Corum=USS Destiny=Human
Ensign James Daniel Corum=First Contact Office=Human-Vulcan
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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 499
"Security Update"
--------------------------- 

The Captain willed herself to relax and actually managed a smile when she
shook Xron's hand. "First of all, welcome aboard, Ensign." Even if she was
stressed out, she didn't have to make the crew feel stressed out as well.

"As for the security department, you might want to check in with the chief
security officer, Lieutenant Maar." She pointed to a group of people
standing a couple of feet away. "Right now she is in the process of
updating the duty rosters for her department...as well as organizing other
matters relating to security."

Having dealt with the Ensign, she sat back down on the biobed and gave
Slade a wry smile. It became more and more unlikely that they were able to
complete the physical before dinner time. Maybe this was why she usually
refused to set foot in sickbay unless she absolutely necessarily had to.



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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>l<EM>----------------------</EM></FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2><EM>Adric Outler</EM></FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2><EM>Head Cook</EM></FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2><EM>49902.06</EM></FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2><EM>&nbsp; hello counsler.&nbsp; well where l'm 
come from is a planet called Alzaria.&nbsp; but l'm not sure where the planet is 
from.&nbsp; you see l was found on morbuis in&nbsp; a cyro tube as a child and 
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2><EM>&nbsp; when lwas growing up.&nbsp; l notice 
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abilte to regenated a total body.&nbsp; you see, when l was younger there was a 
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me to the hospital.&nbsp; l went into a deep coma and my body starting changing. 
then after two day. l went from 6'1&quot; 225lbs to 5' 4&quot; and 168 lbs.. my 
hair went from light brown to dark brown. and that relly got me to wonder who l 
was and if there is any other people like me.</EM></FONT></DIV>
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to get on a research vessal and hope that being out here l can find other people 
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Clavel sighed as AMO Merken finished her exam and moved on to the many
other crewmembers who had lined up to have a go at it. Pheremones huh?
Pheremones? She grinned wryly to herself and determined to find some way
to reduce the effect those chemicals had on her. The whole situation had a
possibility of becoming very, very embarassing, especially if she was
sick, or doped up, or something like that. Clavel slid off the biobed and
made a quick exit from Sickbay, after sending a wry smile the AMO's way.
At least he had the aplomb to deal with the whole situation humorously. Of
course, of all of the chemicals to secrete, pheremones were definitely not
the worse ones, by any stretch of the imagination. That thought and it's
connotations made Clavel's smile grow as she stepped into the turbolift
and started back on the way to her Lab.
	The Science Deck, or Decks, it was rather hard to determine, was
busy and boisterous. There were people moving around with determination.
She noticed all sorts of uniforms and species. She loved this side of
science also, this communal excitement. It was like every scientist had a
common goal, the search for truth or some such. Clavel loved the
intensity, the spirit of the hunt. She had been missing this atmosphere
ever since she joined the Academy and here it was, back in full swing.
Scientists never ceased to amaze her, that even with a war in full swing,
people were dying out in the blackness of Space, but scientists would
continue to search for those metaphysical answers to life by examining the
physics of life and the universe.
	Clavel stepped into her Lab. "Computer," she called out "would you
be so ki..." she stopped. There, in the middle of her Lab, her sacrosanct
space on this ship, were a group of interlopers. Not only did they come in
without here permission, that she could forgive, but they were mucking
about with her sensors, the sensors she had spent hours testing and
calibrating only that morning. She could feel a cold rage race through her
body.
	"Excuse me." she said coldly "Excuse me." She said more loudly as
they continued to ignore her. She walked up behind them. "I would like to
know what your doing in here and by whose authorization. I was not
informed of this little work party."
	The people turned around. The woman in the group seemed to stand
up even taller, kind of like she was wrapping a mantle of authority around
herself. 
	"We have the Captain's authorization. I'm Chief Science Officer
Shikara Nilia and I assume your Ensign Montenerro?" The woman's voice was
cold. She was almost daring Clavel to respond in the same way. Clavel was
willing to take her up on it.
	"Oh are you. Well, sir, if I may be so bold." Clavel responded
with more then a hint of sarcasm "This is my Lab you have trespassed in. I
don't care if you are my superior or the Federation President himself,
this is my Lab and I deserve, no demand, the right to determine who mucks
about with my sensors and for what reason."
	CSO Nilia just looked at her coldly. Clavel could easily detect
the Vulcan in the woman, the same brand of arrogance she had learned so
well during her stay on Vulcan. She couldn't remember where she had seen
those nose ridges before, but she was sure it would come back to her.
	"Ensign Montenerro. While this may be your lab, it is my
department and the Captain's ship. She has ordered that we recalibrate the
sensors to accomodate the phaser banks (OOC:I think that's what she wants,
if I'm wrong then I'm sorry;-). If the Captain wants the sensors
recalibrated then that's what will be done, whether you are informed about
it or not. Is that clear?"
	"Crystal, sir." Maybe her family had been right, maybe Starfleet
really wasn't the place for her...
	"We could use your help on this project however. You have more
knowledge of these systems then we do and it seems you've made a few
modifications. Now, if you would be soe kind..." Nilia gestured to the
sensor system that was exposed in the wall. Clavel nodded and walked over
to the wall. You win some and you lose some, and she had definitely lost
this one. She had to remember that Starfleet wasn't academia and that no
matter how much she might hate this infringement, it was the way the
military worked. She had made her choice and there was a war on.
	Clavel nodded to her superior. "Well then, if that's the case.
Just tell me what needs to be done."

OOC: Have fun Shikara. We'll modify what needs modifying.

Ensign Clavel Montenerro Islanda
Chief of Astronomy
USS Darwin

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"Except the stinky man would have to run behind unless he stopped being
stinky enough to make you sneeze."

			-Dean Koontz
		       (Dragon Tears)
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     Xron walked over to Lt. Maar.  "Excuse me."
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wondering if you could tell me what to do."  "Well.............




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Dr. William Slade
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SD:  49902.06
"Captain's Physical"
--------------------

Will passed the bio scanner over the Captain as she sat on the edge of the bio-bed.  Checking his tricorder, he gestured to his office so that she could view the results in private, as was her privalege as a senior officer.

Taking his seat on his side of the desk, he called up the results on a holo-viewer.  

"Your physical condition is excellent, with the exception of a mildly bruised wrist.  Brain activity is normal.  What I asked you in here for is that I noticed that you are suffering from excessive stress.  Now, that's normal for the launch of a vessel, but with the addition of the war factor... its not healthy."

"What do you reccomend?"

"Well, I've installed a program on the holodeck that I think might work.  If you'd care to try it.  Its a club, set in 1942 New York.  A swing club."

"Sounds interesting.  I'll get back to you.  I need to be getting back to work however.  Thank you doctor."

----------------

"Wherever I enter, I will enter only to heal, and I will do no harm..."

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-----------------------------
Ensin Takarri Milon
Medical
Stardate 49902.6
"Outpost 301"
-----------------------------

Arriving at Outpost 301, aboard a Klingon Cruiser Ensin Takarri Milon is

escorted to the Outpost platform by two Klingon security guards.  Her
parents
might be dead but the name of Milon is still very powerful on the
Klingon home
world as her father was a highly respected man in his own right.

Upon beaming on to the outpost she noticed someone rushing the security
guards
and takes a step backward and prepares to defend herself.

"Humph" Cosack says as the person runs straight into him.  The startled
Ensign
couldn't figure out where the brick wall came from that he was sure was
not
there a second ago.

"Oh!  I'm sorry but I'm running late and I didn't see you there.  I hope
I
didn't hurt you?  I've got to run."  He says as he disappears around a
corner.

Takarri says, "It's okay, Cosack.  If there is one thing I've learned
>from my
time on Earth is that some people are always in a hurry.  I thank you
for your
protection."

He merely nodded to her as he scanned the rest of the area for any
possible
attacker to he female in his protection.

They were directed to the transporter room to await the arrival of the
USS
Darwin and noticed another person waiting in the same area.  Turning
back to her
security escort Takarri says, "This is as far as I go for now.  The ship
should
be here soon.  I'll be alright from here on in."
Looking dubiously at the other person waiting, Cosack says, "Just a
minute I'm
not leaving anything to chance here."  With that he walked over to the
other
person and started talking to them.

A short time later Cosack came back and said, "Okay, they are waiting
for the
USS Darwin also.  Name is Hunter and is a Weapons Specialist.  I'm
satisfied
that you should be safe here."

Takarri nodded her goodbye and just as Cosack turned away she said,
"Remember,
any day is a good day to die."  He turned and walked away.

She turned and approached Hunter and said. "I'm Ensign Takarri Milon.
My escort
tells me your are Weapons Specialist Hunter........"



-------------------------------------
Ens. Takarri Milon --- Medical U. S.S. Darwin
Ens. Katelyn McCloud --- Ops U. S. S. Challenger
Dr. Reka Takar --- U. S. S. Athens
-------------------------------------





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Will logged his terminal off of the ship's network.  Looking out his window, he saw Merken still at his desk.

"Merk, its late.  Go home, get some rest.  Let Chastain take this watch alone (new NPC for the roster)."

"All right, just let me pack a few things in."

"All right."

Will took his workout bag from beneath his desk and slung it over his shoulder.  He made his way down the hall toward the gym and opened his locker.  He stowed his uniform and got into his workout clothes.  He took his sword from the bag as well, setting it near the wall.

After a set of lifts, a mile jog, and zero-g weight movement sims, he took the sword into the holosuite.

LATER

Will didn't bother to get back into his uniform after he showered, opting for a casual outfit.  He put his uniform in his bag and headed for the observation lounge.  He ordered his usual cup of earl grey tea and pulled his padd from his bag.  He settled into his usual chair by the window and began reading.

"Call me Ishmael..."

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"Wherever I enter, I will enter only to heal, and I will do no harm..."

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Alexis Dax	
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Escaping
--------------------------
Alexis looked around the very busy sickbay. "Oh god I'm clausterphobic." she
said to herself. She left sickbay in a hurry and stopped to take a breather.
"Back to work." she said. But she changed her mind while en route to the lab.
She instead went back to her quarters where her cat waited. "Oops. I knew I
forgot something. Computer record message to the Captain."
"Recording"
"Captain. This is Ensign Alexis Dax of Astrophysics. I have a few quick things
to say and I didn't want to interrupt you. One, about the party. I'm not
usually that confused. And I don't usually ramble. As I'm sure you know I was
recently joined without any real training for it. Anyway I'm still coping with
that one. Anyway I just wanted to assure you that I'm not crazy. Second. What
is your policy on pets. I have a cat and I need to know if I need to find her
an owner while we're at the Outpost or if I can keep her. Thanks Captain. End
message and send."
"Sent."

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E.A. Ventoux
Ast Tactical
USS Darwin
49902.7

in the bridge after been introduce by the Chief

-Is true we havent meet, nice to meet you
 Is this your firts Tour?

(station beeps)

-Sir, The data is been down loading, Im goind to
 transfer it to your console.

As the data is transfered the Chief Tactical explains
all the tecnical problems the ship is having, the 
cloaking device, the make shift sistems...

after the job is done and and sometime is expended 
getting acquainted, Ventoux asks for leave.

-Well Sir I most be going I'm going to prepare a report
about my Ideas to fix the problem.

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 =============================
 Ensign Shikara	 
 Chief Science Officer
 Stardate: 49902.7
 "Solving the problem"
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	Nilia looked at Monterro who had turned away from her with the words "Just
tell me what needs to be done". She was just about to make another sharp
comment, when she realized that there was no need to carry out a battle at
the moment. She also realized that her anger and stress had taken control
of her for a moment, and that there would have been at least ten more
logical ways of starting out a conversation that was supposed to lead to a
positive work climate.
	Anyways, she had already been mad at the absent Monterro. When she had
started to work on the sensors, it had turned out that the problem was
bigger than it had looked like at first. Most of the systems had been
'personalized', which had had the effect that they worked together a lot
better than before- at least within the limits of the astronomy lab.
However, they did no longer work together all that perfectly with systems
of the rest of the ship.
	At that point in time, Nilia had to ask for an engineer to come up to the
lab to help her, and Seron had told her in very polite way that in future,
the science department better create no more problems that were too big for
the very same science department to solve alone. When the Captain then told
her in a less polite way that they had less than two hours to finish, she
decided that it was the right moment to give Gaeriel a chance to get away
>from her PADDs and to join 'this little work party' in the astronomy lab. 
	So while by then they were three people, running from one end of the lab
to the other, because Starfleet had of course managed to place the devices
with the most similar functions with as much space as possible in between,
Ensign Monterro came in, demanding to be informed about whatever was
happening in her lab. Nilia had been very close to yelling at her that if
she wanted to be informed she should be in her lab when she was supposed to
be there, and not get her damn physical which was definitely not her
biggest problem right now.
	With the intention to calm herself down, Nilia tried to fully concentrate
on her work again. She wasn't being fair to Monterro. Nobody had had the
time to get accustomed to the ship yet, and there had been no way the Chief
Astronomy Officer could have expected its reaction to the seemingly
harmless changes she had made. Changes that probably would have been an
improvement in any other lab. Additionally, the problem phaser problem
<OCC: I think it's the phasers, yes> had existed before, even though to a
lesser extent. Pushing off her frusttration and with it the acidity in her
voice, she said:
"Very well. Right now, the science calibrations differ from the TAC
calibrations by 12.41 percent. The maximal difference that is still in
acceptable limits is 3.5 percent. We turned off both the biostructural and
the gravitational sensors," - Nilia could see a short glow of protest in
Monterro's eyes that quickly disappeared again- "they will hopefully be no
more than an internal problem later. We have adjusted the calibrations of
five of the six EM sensors, but whenever we try to change the calibrations
of the photovisual sensor, we get test results that are not even close to
sufficient. We have already remodulated several possible phase variations.
Are you aware of anything else we might try?"
	Monterro seemed to be running through lists of possible problems in her
mind before she answered: "Have you looked for an optronical malfunction in
the photoelectrical comparator yet?" Nilia was stunned. They actually
hadn't. "That's a very good idea. Let's get started". After hitting her cam
badge, she said : "Dodge? Someone came in down here with a new idea ...".
	Half an hour of work later, the science and TAC calibrations almost
matched, and all test results were very good. Nilia heard Dodge's voice
through her com badge: " Alrighty Science, looks like we did it! Now we can
finally quit playing engineers...". A slight smile crept through Nilia's
face, and when she looked over to Monterro, she saw her smiling, too.
Working together was obviously a good cure against mutual aggressions. The
expression of her face was neutral again when she addressed Monterro, and
her voice was not exactly overhelmingly friendly and warm. But still, it
sounded differently, probably because now Nilia had come to respect
Monterro and her way of working. "Thank you for your help, Ensign Monterro.
It has been good to work together with you, and I am glad to have you in
the science department."

<OCC: I am sorry, this is a little bit long, but I was bored today
afternoon... and I finally wanted to finish up this sensor episode :-)>

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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Ensign Miller</FONT></DIV>
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-------------
Ens Matthew Ronin
Microbiology
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"Wow..." Ronin peered thru the window as the Darwin's shuttlebay doors 
opened.

The pilot looked back at Ronin. "Wait a second...you've never been 
aboard a starship before?" he asked.

"No, Sir...I spent my entire life studying the zeltza virus that has 
plagued my colony for 31 years...and a few weeks ago a Federation 
representative came to me and stated that i qualified to work on a 
starship...next thing I knew i was warping to Outpost 301..." Ronin 
replyed.

"Interesting.." the pilot replyed. "Well, anyways, you're free to watch" 
he said as the shuttle began it's descent into the shuttlebay.

The floor under Ronin's legs clutched and jumped a little and at that 
point he concluded he had landed aboard the Darwin..

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Ensign Neil Dodge Jr.
Chief Tactical Officer
Stardate:49902.07
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Dodge peered up from his console as Ventrox exited the Bridge 

"Alright Ventrox , great idea work on it a bit and then present it at the
next department meeting " Said Dodge to Ventrox as he turned to face the
panel behind him 

Ventrox Simply Replied "Aye Sir " as he Steped into the Turbo Lift 

A Couple of Hours later it looked like the sensor problems were over ,
Shikira and her staff had a new idea which worked well , all tests have had
positive results so its safe to say the sensors are back and fully
operational "One Down One to go" said dodge scilently to himself as he
steped down from his console .

Dodge was gona take a break for some well deserved R&R he arrived in his
quarters that night for a nice sonic shower before he used some of those
holodeck hours as he walked past his bed he noticed he had a message on his
Smal Comm Panel on the wall next to his bed , he walked over to the panel
and tapped a few bottons and a Starfleet Logo came up then a man appeared ..

"Good Evening Ensign Dodge , This is Leiutenant John Forester of Outpost
301 , I have some very valuable information for you , Starfleet has
assigned Chief Petty Officer Rick Hunter to the Uss Darwin , he is skilled
in the operations of the New Systems on Darwin , he has been assigned to
your tactical Dept his Data File is attached to this message , That is All
.."  

At this Point Dodge just wanted to get some sleep he saved the message to a
PADD and walked into his sonic shower. Dodge got dressed after his shower
and headed over to the mess hall for some dinner and some rest .

-----------------------------------------------------------
OCC:If your Wondering Im gona Double in this sim .. Ill be both Chief
Hunter and Ensign Dodge , and Sorry for the Mix up Corum .... my ISP is
really fouling up but i think they fixed it thx for putting up with this
;-) >>

--------------------------
Commander Neil Dodge 
Executive Officer
Uss Fantasy-B

Second Lt. Kason Moor
Marine Commpany Commander
Uss Harbinger

Lt. Neil Dodge
Assistant Engineer
Uss Hawking

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E.A. Ventoux
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   after leaving the bridge Ensign Ventoux walked thru 
the decks of the Darwin taping on the PADD. He didt have a real destination. He just went from deck to deck
putting information on his PADD, he room seamed too
unhospitable

    Suddenly an NCO in blue uniform steps thru the door
they almost fell on top of each other. this has been 
happening a lot lately...

Almost simultaneusly
NCO- er... Sorry Sir!
Ventoux- Sorry!

after a sight of realive

Ventoux- Is ok it was my Fault

the NCO gave a smile and left.

It was then that Ventoux looked around to see where he
was, his concentrtion shatered, he was in front of Sick
Bay.  He was meaning to come by "Oh swell, I might 
come in, besides we were orderd a physical" he thouhg

Ensign Ventoux enters Sick Bay 
It was now that it hit him the NCO was a quite beautiful
Woman, he didnt even mind it!

Fortunaly for him there wasnt none waiting, he hates to
death waiting!
Besides he was think on leaving to trail the NCO

Asking a nurse politely
-Im here for my physical, is there someone that could do
 it NOW...
(smiling broadly)

 Please...

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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>Ensign Barb 
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>Chief 
Botanics&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>uss darwin</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>49902.07</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" 
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>Braht checked his chrono, 
20:00.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>He waited 
impatiently,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>he hated 
waiting.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>He'd spent much of the 
last ten years waiting for medical exams, psyche exams, waiting for a stranger 
to poke cold metal probes into various unwanted places, and tell him he wouldn't 
be paroled this time.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>A nurse breezed 
past.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot; Are you waiting 
for a medical?&quot;, she queried politely.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot;Yes&quot;, mumbled 
Braht, &quot;Scheduled for 20:00,you seem to be understaffed.&quot;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot; Were picking up 
some more medical personnel from outpost 301.. a Klingon too!</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>&nbsp;I think she's 
called Takarri Milon.&quot;</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>The Milon Clan would not 
approve of his posting on the same ship as Takarri, even before his imprisonment 
they were from different circles.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>The nurse breezed off 
leaving him alone,</FONT></DIV>
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&quot;Cosmo&quot; and began reading an article entitled</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot;101ways to spice up 
your sex life&quot; maybe waiting wasn't so bad.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>&lt;&lt;&lt;ooc anyone 
want to give me a physical Today or Tommorrow, if not I'll give myself a clean 
bill of health and try and find counsellor Troi.</FONT></DIV>
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Clavel collapsed into her office chair. She was too tired to even complain
to herself, and it really wasn't worth it anymore. It had felt like a
breach of privacy to come back and find a bunch of strangers arrayed in
her Lab, mucking around with her stuff, but they had had their reasons,
very good reasons truth be told. Clavel knew she had overreacted and
caused quite a scene in front of her new superior. It was strange though,
by the end of the marathon work session it had no longer felt as if CSO
Shikara was her enemy. She had grown to respect the woman and it seemed
that Shikara was going to allow Clavel the opportunity to overcome that
bad impression. Clavel settled more firmly down in her seat with that
thought, allowing her stiff body to relax. She could feel her eyes begin
to close.
	BEEP! Clavel moaned and opened her eyes. The office had dimmed
itself automatically as her breathing had begun to slow. She rubbed her
eyes and looked sleepily around the office. She couldn't figure out what
had made that noise, so she let herself slowly close her eyes once
again...
	BEEP! The noise came again. Clavel roused herself and sat up in
her chair. "Lights." she said softly. She looked around again and then her
sleep fogged brain realized what must have been beeping. She grinned
self-depatingly. "Come." She called to whomever was outside her office
door.
	The door slid open to reveal a young woman in science blue. Clavel
stared in surprise at the woman and then stood up with a laugh. She
impatiently beckoned for the woman to come inside because she couldn't
find her voice, or the words. The woman just stood there patiently with a
slight smile on her lips.
	"Amy, is it really you? I didn't know you would be on the Darwin.
I didn't even know you had joined Starfleet."
	The woman, Amy Deyonke just laughed. "You always were a bit slow.
I told you myself that I was going into the Academy."
	"No, you told me you were thinking about going into the Academy,
there's a big difference." Suddenly a thought struck Clavel "That means we
must have been in the Academy at the same time, why didn't you call me,
you must have known I was there!"
	"Why didn't you call me. A couple of recorded holiday messages and
you assume all of your old friends are fine and dandy. You didn't even
tell me you were at the Academy, I thought you were still on Vulcan, or
off on some other far flung world." Amy grinned humorously "Actually, it
was your excitement with Vulcan that convinced me to give up acting and go
into the Academy."
	"That's really weird because it was your Starfleet idea that
convinced me to go to the Academy." Clavel and Amy glanced at each other
and then started laughing. Clavel stepped out from behind her desk and
hugged her friend. They hadn't seen each other for years.
	They sat down together after the laughing, hugging, and
sureptitious crying had ended. There was so much to catch up on, but this
really wasn't the time.
	"So why are you outside my door? Did you figure out I was here and
come calling?" Clavel asked, knowing full well they could have gone for
months on the same ship without bumping into each other.
	"No." Amy grinned at her mischeviously "I'm actually a member of
your department, effective immediately. I took enought Astronomy to
qualify plus I'm proficient in quite a few other departments. You could
call me a jill of all trades. I signed up for the Darwin on a whim, and
look where it's taken me already."
	"Indeed." Clavel grinned at her. "Well, let's get out of this
stuffy little office. Let's go grab a bite to eat. There are so many
things I'm just dying to ask you." They nodded in tandem and left the
office.

Ensign Clavel Montenerro Islanda
Chief Astronomy Officer
USS Darwin


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"It must often be so, ... that when things are in danger, some one has to
give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them."

				-J.R.R. Tolkien
			    (The Return of the King)
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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.07
"Short Stop at Outpost 301"
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Captain Mozart listened up while she read over the test results. A club set
in the mid 1900's? She had never been interested in that period of time,
always looking into the future, she mused. So maybe it was time for her to
learn something about it now. Besides, she had definitely enjoyed the music
at the reception.

She smiled at the doctor as she turned to leave. "I will get back to you on
that once I actually have time to think about relaxing."

Checking the chronometer she realized that she had less than half an hour
until the Darwin's arrival at the Outpost. Just enough time to go to the
bridge, make sure the ship was operating smoothly, spend some minutes in
the ready room and then meet with Narisha for dinner.

Arriving on the bridge, she noticed that it was clear of engineering teams,
neither could she spot Dodge or any other tactical officer. Apparently they
had finished the recalibrations just in time. On her way to the ready room
she nodded at Stevens who was sitting in the 'big chair' and soon she was
sifting through the loads of messages waiting for her on her comm terminal.

The one from Dax made her smile. "I consider my policy on pets pretty
liberal, so don't worry about your cat. As a matter of fact, I'm sharing my
quarters with one as well... although I'm pretty sure she thinks it's the
other way round." Dorothy winked and continued, "We should meet up for some
'cat-talk' once everything has settled down a bit... "

The next message was a detailed report of all the sensor re calibrations
and phaser alignments. She decided to read through it once she had a little
more time. For now all that mattered was that everything was working within
normal parameters and there was no need for a prolonged stop at the
Outpost. She smiled wryly, at no one in particular. After all, they
couldn't really afford to lose any more time, the Jem'Hadar were waiting
for them...

She let out a long sigh... how long would it take her to finish reading all
of those messages?

Finally her comm badge chirped and Ensign Wells from Operations spoke up.
"Captain, we've just received notification from Outpost 301 that our new
crewmembers will arrive via shuttle since the Outpost is running a level
one diagnostic of their transporter systems. The shuttle is already on its
way and will arrive in approximately five minutes."

"Very well, have the shuttle bay standing by to take them in." She tapped
her comm badge again. "Mozart to Lieutenant Maar, our new crew members will
arrive in shuttle bay one in approximately five minutes. Please welcome
them aboard and show them their quarters. Thank you."

Then it was time talk to Dodge yet again. He would probably have to pull
triple or quadruple shifts to finish his assignments in time. "Sorry to
bother you again, Mr. Dodge, but I want you to conduct a level 2 diagnosis
and several test runs on the cloaking device as soon as our weapons
specialist is on board. There are some problems with the masking device and
I want them solved before we're even close to the Gana Omicron system."

Several minutes later she sat across the table from Narisha, who had
already been waiting for her. "What a day..." she exclaimed. Her friend
nodded knowingly, after all she was an empath. "So what's on the menu
tonight?" Dorothy inquired, seeing that it was quite crowded in the mess
hall. Apparently quite a few people were enjoying the good food.


<<OCC: I don't know about Brits, but you're definitely not the only
European on this ship... I live in Germany, if anyone cared to know :) 

Maar, I'm delegating the duties of the ship's second officer to you.
Stevens won't return until next week, just so you know... >>


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Capt. Dorothy A. Mozart --- CO U.S.S. Darwin
Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
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        "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."

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Ensign Matthew Ronin
"Lost on the Darwin"
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"Ehh?" Ronin stepped off the shuttle, he looked around to see one in the
hangar. "Funny..." He said to himself, he grabbed his belongings and walked
into a hallway, looking for this place they called the "bridge". "Hello
Sir...would you mind telling me where the bridge is?" Ronin greeted the
crewmember.

"Yes, Hello, I haven't seen you before, who are you?" <Anyone that wishes to
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Merken
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"Really Tired"
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As he was scanning Clavel, it seemed the Captain had made it in, with 
Dr. Slade in tow.  Merken smiled and nodded, and noticed the expression 
on her face, he instantly understood, his pheremones were probably a 
little to much to deal with at the moment.  He turned back to his work.  
After a few minutes it was if everyone decided to have thier physicals 
at once.  It was very busy, and he noticed Alexis was waiting for 
attention, he noted to himself to take care of her but after about three 
physicals he turned around and she was gone. 

After almost everyone had left, the CMO told him to go ahead and go, let 
the new guy handle it a while.  Merken nodded, too tired to argue, he 
had been working pretty hard.  He went to his quarters and laid on the 
bed a while.  After an hour he began to focus his pheremones and 
internal systems on relaxing himself and releiving pressure and stress 
he had accumulated that day.  After he was fully regenerated he decided 
to have a bit of a work out.  Taking his sword he went to the holodeck 
and called up a forest setting with multiple enemies.

He swung his katana with grace and fluid movement, parrying arcing 
swipes and thrusting at the proper times, slicing through his opponent 
with practiced ease.  He began to work up a battle haze, losing himself 
in the drill, letting his body take over and shutting down his mind, 
after a while all he knew was the flashing blade, slicing through the 
air, the poetry of it as it defended blow after blow and dealt out the 
damage as good as it took.  It was well made and did it's owner proud.  
After a while, he didn't know how long, he noticed there were no more 
enemies.   He settled back and sat crossed legged with his sword in his 
lap, calling upon sooting meditation to ease the battle frenzy.  After a 
few moments he got up and left the program and headed for his room, 
being a Deltan he didn't sweat much, but he still felt he needed to 
shower.  After he was done he went to his bed and began to slip into the 
polem'da, the state of calm of Deltan, their vital signs sank to nothing 
almost, their breathing was very controlled and only took place every 
five minutes or so.  The special biology of the Deltans allowed them to 
slip into this state to totally rest themselves so they would be 
prepared for the next day.  

Unusual as it is, the Deltan mind remains conscoious of it's 
surrondings, and can slip out of the polem'da at a moment's notice, 
totally refreshed and ready for action.  This was a skill Merken had 
perfected over the years.  But one thing was the same, dreams, they were 
always still there, and all his life, he had dreamed of his sister's 
death, no matter how hard he focused, she always played through his 
mind.   He imagined her silent scream as the shuttle began to buckle, 
and then her blood beginning to boil, her eyes would...  He quickly 
awoke from the trancelike state, he looked around his quarters and 
finally rested his head in his hands, trying to banish the images from 
his mind.


---Sorry everyone, my net conncetion went down, it may be a while 
between mail now,  and anyone who came for their physical and was not 
answered, I took care of it, ok-----


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Lt JG Farrell Maar
Chief Security
49902.08
Sickbay
"Given Options"

"Well, Miller, It all depends on if this certain Trill has any Security or
weaponry training at all... But I am willing to teach."  Maar weighed the
otions of having more Security.

The conversation was breifly interupted by another new Security officer, "I
am the new security officer onboard.  I was wondering if you could tell me
what to do."

"Well, Ensign, what is your name?" Maar smiled.

"Ensign Xron," He seemed very sure of himself and somehow not.

"Nice to meet you Xron.  I'm Lt. JG Farrell Maar.  Right now I'm just trying
to get tabs on who my Security officers are... But what you could do for me
right now since nobody has is take a brief inventory of the weapons lockers
in the Security office."

"I will get you the information soon as possible," Xron left Sickbay.

"Inventory, Maar?" Miller found humor in that.

"Somebody has to do it.  And I don't have the time right now," Maar answered
and looked around Sickbay, "Excuse me, how do we get service here."

"You make it sound like a bar..."

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<<I guess I should read all of the posts before I go and write one>>

Lt JG Farrell Maar
Chief Security
49902.08
"Orders"

"Ach..." Maar mumbled receiving orders from the Captain, "I guess my
services are needed.  Well Sickbay will have to see me another time."

"Great so I get left to the poking and prodding."

"You can come with me if you'd like.  I have no problem with it."

Miller thought about it for a moment, "Sure why not."

They both left Sickbay for the Transporter rooms to great the new Darwin
crew.

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Ens. Wells walked into the bar on the Darwin, as he looked around he saw
a man, sitting at the bar drinking a Vodka

"Evening, Mr. Bond" Wells said

"What ??" said the man

"I'm William Wells, Operations Officer, and you are??" said Williams

<<REmiklos, it your turn>>

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<DIV><FONT size=2>&quot;My name is jackson. Remiklos Jackson </FONT><FONT 
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He is Duncan Macleod, he is immortal.born in 1590 in the highlands of scotland and he is still alive. For centuries he has been a warrior, a wanderer,...and ...a lover...
constantly fighting other immortals in a combat, the winner takes the opponents head and its power, In the end there can only be one, let it be Duncan Macleod the Highlander....

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Duncan Macleod has arrive aboard the Darwin..and he looks awfully confused. With his briefcase on his rigth arm, and a samurai hidden inside his robe he walks to the medical deck, "hmmm....I think they told me to chek up there.....to meet that..." stop for a second and think,"gmaar, i think??"
then he walks again searching for the medical room....

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E.A. Ventoux
Asst. Tactical
USS Darwin

    
   After his brief visit to Sick Bay for his physical
Edward A. Ventoux continued to drift thru the Darwin
working on his report for his superior, Ens Dodge. After
Afew hours and inthe middle of the night he finish it.
Tapping his commlink he hailed Chief Tac. Dodge

Taps commlink, Dodge respond, semminly sleepy
-Dodge, here...
 
-Is Ventoux Sir...

-Dont you sleep?!?!

-Well sir... not really... um... sir?,I just finished
 my report for the plan to get more energy to the 
 weapons and shield... I think you should have someone
 from engineering to evaluate the viability of the
 plan...

-ok, Ventoux, on the next Department meeting...

Ventoux wes going to leave the Chief sleep now, but he
wanted to ask one more question...

-er... Sir is it true that we are going to Empok Nor?

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Merken finally sat up and moved to his computer.  Having come out of the 
prom'fa he was fully rested and not at all bleary, allthough at times he 
wished he was.  He sat before the screen and began recording a message.  
"Counselor Troi, I would like to come in now for my psych 
evaluation,...also, I would like to discuss...a matter that has troubled 
me for some time. As soon as you get this message, please contact me in 
my quarters, I will be waiting. Merken out."  

After he sent the message he sat back and waited for the reponse, 
sipping ice cold tea to pass the time.

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I have lapsed into terrible depression..thus i need to cut down on
activities..
so it is with a heavy heart that I resign my post from Darwin...


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Stardate: 49902.09
Counselor Duties
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Narisha talked with the captain at length about everything that had
happened since they had last seen each other.  It had been so long and
there was so much to catch up on.  Finally, the Captain was called away to
duty.  Narisha got up and wandered to the observation lounge.  Hopefully
she would meet some more crew members there.

She arrived in the lounge, got a cup of tea, and sat down to begin her
reading.  Suddenly, a figure appeared next to her. She looked up and saw
William Slade standing there.  She looked up and said, "Well, hello
Doctor."  Suddenly she got very worried that he was coming after her for
not having completed her physical.  Well, she would just have to play cool
and see what happened.

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Ens. Willliam Wells
Ops officer
USS Darwin
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Thanks I'll do that.
William sits down and askes for a Old Earth Drink called "Fanta Orange"
"ohhh...please do it in the replicator" Wells adds.
As he turns to Jackson, and askes
"Where are ya from??"

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Dr. William Slade
Chief Medical Officer
SD: 49902.09
"Relaxation"
---------------------

Will smiled at Troi and shook his head.

"Don't worry.  I'm off duty.  No hounding people about physicals unless I'm in a bad mood.  May I join you?"

She nodded.

Will pulled a chair out from the table. He sat his cup in front of him.  Troi leaned over.

"What are you drinking?"

"Tea.  Earl Grey.  I find it a soothing habit."

"Tea does that I suppose."

"This is going to sound really sappy, but do you come up here often?"

She smiled.

"Not yet.  You?"

"Every night. I work out and do a kata or two, then come here to read and relax."  He held up his padd. 

"And he piled upon the whale's white hump all the sum of his rage and fury."

"Moby Dick."

"Yes indeed.  And you?  Why did you come up here?"

<<OOC: take it away Narisha>>

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Alexander C. Corum
Tactical Officer
49902.09
Meeting New People
=====================================

Since Alex was horribly bored,he decided to get something to drink.

(entering the bar)

Entering the bar Alex noticed 3 men talking.Alex walked up to the bar

"Greyhound please (vodka+grapefruit juice)"\

Taking a sim of his drink he remembered how much he hated
grapefruit,but it was refreshing.

Alex walked up to the men and said

"Hello"
<<<OCC pass it along>>>
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Ensign William Anthony Corum=USS Destiny=Human
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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.09
"Preparations"
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Dorothy Mozart sat down behind the desk in her ready room and did not dare
look at the chronometer. The bridge had already been manned by the night
shift when she had crossed it on her way to the ready room, and her eyes
were beginning to feel like sandpaper.

She chided herself for already exhausting her energies on the very first
day. Sure, commissioning a new ship was always connected with a lot of work
but she knew that this was nothing compared to what lay before them.

Treating herself to a steaming mug of raktajino from the replicator, she
activated her computer terminal and began recording.

"Captain's log, stardate 49902.09. This being the second part of our
journey, the Darwin is well under way to her first mission. The first
official mission at least. Though not explicitly ordered by Starfleet, I
consider it very important for the crew to get to know each other 'before'
our first mission, which - in our case - will most likely be our first
combat situation as well.

"I can only say that our reception yesterday night was a huge success. It
is most valuable for a captain to meet her crew in a less formal
environment as well as in work situations. In addition, I believe the
reception served as an opportunity to relieve the tension caused by our
current situation.

"It is not at all customary to send a ship into a potentially dangerous
situation on her very first mission, but in our case, Starfleet was out of
options. Add to that the fact that about half of our crew are scientists
with little to no battle experience and the additional make-shift weaponry
added to our systems, I can only say that I am very proud of my crew, proud
of how efficiently they worked together on bringing the ship's systems up
to 100 percent workload, regardless of some of the differences that have
arisen throughout the day.

"I hope that this efficiency will remain or even increase once we reach the
Gana Omicron system to verify Starfleet Intelligence reports on a hidden
Jem'Hadar base in the system. We have a little less than a day to conduct
the final tests on our cloaking and masking device. Our phaser banks,
photon torpedos and pulse emitters are running at full capacity already and
although I hope it won't come to any hostilities, we will be prepared...
for anything."

<<take it away guys... we're ready to engage the Jem'Hadar. Tac, Ops... you
better start scanning for that base... it's up to one of you to determine
which planet it is on.>>


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Capt. Dorothy A. Mozart --- CO U.S.S. Darwin
Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
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        "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."

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Ensign Takkari Milon
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Stardate 49902.09
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"Lt. Maar?  Ensign Takkari Milon requesting permission to come abord,
sir!"

<<OCC:  thought this was the best way to introduce myself and this way I
can be given any instructions needed.  grin.>>

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Paul Brehmer
Boot Ensign
49902.09
Reporting Aboard

 As the transporter dazzle cleared, Paul stepped off the pad. He put his
bag down and addressed the Transporter Chief..

"Request permission to come aboard, Chief. Ensign Paul Brehmer reporting
for duty."
"Welcome aboard sir, if you'll give me your service record, we'll get you
started."

 Paul handed over the small disk and the Chief slipped it into the
reader.

"Ok sir, you're logged in the Deck Log, your orders are "stamped," and
you're to report to the Tactical Officer for assignment, you're in his
Department. If you don't mind me saying so, though,  you look a little
old to be an Ensign."
"Well, I got started late, did some service in Planetary Defense Forces."

"Oh local militia, huh, well that would explain it, I guess. You should
fit in well here. "
"Uh, ok, thanks,  where do I go from here ?"

"Well, I think Ensign Corum is in the bar, why don't you check there? Go
out to the left and take the turbolift to deck eight. Then go forward.
Mr. Corum's probably drinking one of his grapefriut concoctions. Leave
your gear in back over here, you can come back and grab it later when you
get your quarters assigned."

 Paul thanked the Chief again, left the room and headed up to the bar.
With a whoosh, the door  opened and he stepped into the bar. Looking
around, he saw an Ensign approaching him.

 "Hello," the new ensign said. Paul caught a whiff of grapefruit and
something alcoholic on the Ensign's breath. This must be my Department
Head, he thought. He saluted quickly.
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"Errr...at ease Ensign.So,your the new guy eh?"

"Yes sir"

"Call me Alex,we`re both off duty"

"Yes sir,I mean Alex"


"Let me be the first to welcome you aboard the Darwin,but I think
Ensign Dodge is the one you should be reporting to"(OCC he is right?)

"Oh. .do you know where I can find him?"

"Sorry,I dont"

"But Paul"

"Yes?"

"Ill buy you a drink."

"Thanks Alex"

"What`ll ya have?"

======your turn Paul=======
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Ensign William Anthony Corum=USS Destiny=Human
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stardate 49902.10
Duncan Macleod
assistant chief security

Duncan enters his quarter and put his things near is bed, then he goes to the replicator " Tea, " and so Duncan take his tea, and walk to the window and watch........the stars....

<< some where in the past, >>

the sound of a German patrol jeep "where is it? we cannot let him go outside this country..!!" the jeep then went away leaving behind the jeep is several hiding shadows. "we are safe for now professor" said Duncan."yes, " said the professor .then Duncan carefully watch the area, its quite dark couse it was midnight."lets go, Einstein, we have to cross the border.." said Duncan. "wait Duncan, look up there" Einstein look at the stars in the sky.Duncan look up to the sky..."one day Duncan somewhere in the future, mankind will go there, mankind will reach the stars and gain peace on the face of the earth....."

<<present time>>

after finishing his tea, "hmm i should go to the chief security""
then he walks out his quarter, and go to the chief security.....

<take it from here chief>

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EA Ventoux
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USS Darwin

After his brief conversation with the Chief Tactical
Aliester ( thats how he likes to be called) spend
most of his time on Deck 9, after some hours he 
dicided to go to Eight Forward to get something to eat

As he enters he see a lot of his fellow crew members
he Sees Alex drinking something purple and talking with
some guy he has never seen...
He is starving he havent eat i at 12 hours! 
"I'll go to talk to them after I have ordered my food"

He goes directly to the Waitress and ask her,

"Escuse me, Would you please bring some food, Anything
 That doesnt have any meat, please, I'll be Talking
 with the Tacticak officers"

The witress leave to fill the order as he walks toward
 Corum, he see the NCO he saw earlier at sickbay leaving
 Eight Forward...

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Counselor
Stardate: 49902.10
"Meeting the Doctor"
--------------------------------

"I just decided to get away for a cup of tea before I head back to my
quarters.  Just relaxing a bit but you are more than welcome to join me.
Actually, I was thinking about coming by and getting my physical done
tonight but I suppose that can wait until tomorrow.  I just got done dinner
with the captain."

Narisha smiled and looked into William's eyes.  She knew there was
something he was going to tell her.  She'd have to wait until he decided to
talk though........

<Slade...it's over to you...sorry this is so short>





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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Adric Outler</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Head Cook</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>49902.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&nbsp;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&nbsp; as it seem that most of the crew to eight 
forward. l wonder if there is any thing wrong with my food.&nbsp; </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&nbsp;so as l walk around.&nbsp; l went to the 
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 Ensign Shikara	 
 Chief Science Officer
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Test reports must be the most exciting literature in the universe, Nilia
thought when she started to feel a very slight notion of sleepiness.
However, the comm message from the chef quickly diffused this notion and
replaced it by a more acute urge to get something to eat. 20th century
earth food sounded quite compelling, especially because she had not had any
non-replicated earth food since she had left Starfleet Academy. For a
moment Nilia pondered about whether to take one of the PADDs to mess hall
or not, but then decided that she really needed a break now if she wanted
to be able to continue to work efficiently later.
	Coming down to mess hall, Nilia was surprised to find an almost empty
room. Only the chef was there, wandering through the hall and looking a
little lonely. He did not seem to notice her at first, but then greeted her
very friendly:

Adric: "Oh, hello, I am Adric Outler, the head cook." 
Nilia: "Hi. I am Shikara Nilia, chief science. Um -"she tried to remember
the weekly specials, hmm, Wednesday... - "wasn't today's special Stockyard
Inn Beef Vegetable Soup? Could I have some of that?"
Adric:  "Of course. Just wait a second."

Off he went, and soon came back with the dish. It was steaming hot, and the
smell convinced her that she was really hungry. She smiled at him
gratefully, and wondered why nobody else had come in here yet to get some
real food....

<OCC: Take it away, Adric-- or anybody else who wants to come in and talk
with me :) >

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Takkari Milon
Medical
Stardate:  49902.10
Sick bay
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Seeing how her post is medical, Ensign Milon takes it upon herself to
find her way to sick bay to report to Dr. Slade.  She is very suprised
to find a great many of the crew in sick bay. Finding at least a
somewhat familiar face she walks up to the the other Klingon as says,
"Excuse me could you point me in the direction of Dr. Slade?"

<<OOC:  take it away barb>>

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Takarri Milon -Medical- USS Darwin
Katelyn McCloud-Ops- USS Challenger
Reka Takar- Pulmanology- USS Athens
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 ================
 Alexander Corum
 Tactical Officer
 49902.10
 "Mmm...food"
 ================
 
 "I think I`m gonna go down to the mess hall"Alex said"anyone else?"
 
 "I will"said Paul
 
 Alex and Paul left Eight Forward wondering what to have.
 
 Now entering the mess hall the two men saw that the place was empty
 except for the cook and another person eating.
 
 "What can I get you gentelmen?"Adric said
 
 Alex sniffed the air noticing something smelling extremly good.
 
 "Ahh what is she having?"
 
 "Vegetable beef soup"
 
 "Mmm that sound good,two of those please"
 Alex looked at Paul
 "Ok,two of those please"
 
 "Sure,coming right up"
 
 As Adric was getting the soup,Alex lended over toward the other
person eating.

 "Hello"
 
 <<take it away Shikara>>
 
 
==
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Ensign Alexander Claude Corum=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Christopher Thomas Corum=USS Horizon-A=Human
Ensign William Anthony Corum=USS Destiny=Human
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Ensign Jean Louis Bonaparte=USS Darwin=Human
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Dr. William Slade
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SD: 49902.10
"Friendly Conversation"
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Will sipped his tea and looked across the table at the lovely lady sitting there.  

"I find that this place is very relaxing.  Its nice though to talk to someone.  I havn't had much time since the party the first night."

She nodded her head, and Will noticed the way her hair shook around her shoulders.

"Me either.  It's just been so crazy trying to get all the psyche evaluations done."

He leaned across the table, smiling.  Someone he could relate to finally.

"I know what you mean.  You notice that they always want to see you when you're doing something else?"

She leaned in as well, almost laughing as they talked.

"Oh I know.  And they always page you at the worst times."

"Tell me about it.  Its so odd though.  I mean, being put in charge of a section as your first assignment.  I guess the war makes some things necessary.  Still, some of the other senior staff look at me funny since I only have one pip on my collar."

"You sound insecure."

"Oh now don't start analyzing me now."

They laughed.

Will leaned in a little closer.

"Let me get right down to it.  You probably already know what I'm going to say, but I'm going to get it out anyway since I'm a straightforward kind of guy.  Are you busy Friday night?"

Narisha simply smiled.

"Why?"

"Well, I have this great holo-program that is just so much better when someone goes with you.  So?"

<<OOC: take it away>>
"Wherever I enter, I will enter only to heal, and I will do no harm..."

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<<OCC: Time to get this show on the road... sorry this comes a little late,
but real life got in the way ;)>>

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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.11
"Before the Storm"
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The Captain stepped onto the bridge just in time to watch the alpha shift
take over. Funny how she always woke up early even though she had every
intention to sleep in. In any case, the raktajino and the good food in the
mess hall had replenished her energy reserves and she was ready for another
eventful day.

She watched as Ferrow and Wells took their respective places in front of
the viewscreen and sat down on her chair. Leaning back, she called up the
latest reports and news on the pop-up computer console next to her chair.

She was quite pleased to read that Dodge and Hunter had already begun
working on the cloaking and masking device and so far all the preliminary
tests results and diagnostics had been satisfying. Seeing that they had
less than half a day before arriving at their destination, she tapped her
comm badge. Even for the danger of waking him, she had to inform her chief
tactical officer that they needed to do a test run of the
cloaking/decloaking operations right away.

She then proceeded to inform science that upon the time of their arrival
all sensor capacities would be rerouted to the tactical sensors. Although
she had declared this a standard procedure whenever they were on a military
missions, she still wanted to make sure that the scientists were prepared
and didn't loose any data because of the operation. Being a scientist
herself, she knew they had probably forgotten about this already, being
completely caught up in their work and the likes.

The other reports indicated that all other ship operations were running
smoothly and she decided to stay on the bridge for a little while and enjoy
the calm, even though it might well be the calm before the storm. However,
the peace and quiet didn't last for very long. After only a few minutes of
listening to the humming and chirping noises of silent bridge operations,
her computer terminal beeped, indicating there was a message waiting for
her. She tapped a few buttons to listen to it. "Captain, I believe there is
something you need to be informed about immediately."

<<anyone, please jump in an inform me... whatever the news might be>>


<<OCC: Macleod, since you've met Einstein, I'm sure a lot of our scientists
would be very interested in hearing some stories about him...


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        "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."

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---------------------
Ensign Takkari Milon
medical officer
stardate 49902.11
Uss darwin Sickbay
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"Thank you, I'd like that.  I am Takarri Milon.  And you are?"
"Braht."  He growled.
"Thank you Braht.  If it's not too much trouble, that is, I wouldn't
want to be a bother...."
"Oh it's no bother, in fact, you'd be doing me a favor and getting me
out of here for a little while." he said.
We walked out of sickbay and entered the trubo lift
"Deck 1"  Braht said
"I have to ask, there were so many people in sick bay, is something
wrong?"
"No!  Just routine physicals."  Braht snarled, his anger showing a bit,
but then realizing that is was not this young girl's fault, he softened.

"Ah here we are."  He said, "and it looks like Dr. Slade is right over
there with counceler Troi.  Let me introduce you and get you that
drink."
We walked over the couple in question and Braht says, "Counceler Troi,
Dr. Slade this is Ensign Takarri Milon, she's just arrived and was
looking for Dr. Slade."

<<ooc:  I'm your new medical officer Dr. Slade.  Reporting for duty.>>




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Dr. William Slade
Chief Medical Officer
SD: 49902.11
"The best laid plans..."
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Will sighed as Milon walked over to the table.

"Its very nice to meet you Ensign.  I hope that you find the Darwin to your liking.  I'm.. off duty at the moment as so is AMO Merken, but I believe... your duty schedule has your slated for the 1600 to 0000 hours shift for this month.  That's right.  You'll start that tomorrow of course.  I'll run things through with you tomorrow morning.  Be in my office at 0800 hours and we'll go over everything okay?"

The ensign nodded.

"Oh, one more thing.  I'd appreciate if, for tonight, you'd help lighten the load in sickbay.  We have a lot of people who waited until the last moment to do their physicals."

He looked pointedly at Braht.

"Yes sir."

"It was nice meeting you ensign."

He turned back to Troi.

"Now, where were we?"

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"Wherever I enter, I will enter only to heal, and I will do no harm..."

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Ensign Xron
USS Darwin
Security Officer


     As Xron walked down the deserted hall he thought to himself how
much he missed his foster parents back on Earth.  When he walked into
the weapons locker he quickly took the inventory and headed out to the
mess hall.  When he arrived there waa only the cook.  He went up to
the cook and asked for a bowl of mushroom soup.  As he sat down and
waited for his meal he thought to himself how much he wanted to get in
well with this crew.  At the academy he didn't get along with anybody.
 He almost got kicked out of the academy a couple of times for
starting fights in various bars and restaurants.  He was briefly
interupted by the cook who brought his meal.  He said thank you and
continued on thinking about various things.  Then he remembered the
report he had to give tto Leutenant Maar.  He qiuckly finished his
soup gave his complements to the cook and headed out on his way tto
find the Leutenant.

   "Computer where is Leutenat Maar?"
    "Leutenat Maar is in her quarters."

Xron quickly head off to the Leutenants quarters.

==
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Narisha Adaina Troi
Counselor
49902.11
"Obs Lounge"
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"That's be great.  Friday night is just fine.  What is the program like?"
Narisha asked

"Well, let's just say it'll be lots of fun.  I'll pick you up at your
quarters, ok?" Slade responded.

"Ok, I'm looking forward to it."  Narisha replied.

"Hey, do you want to go see who is in the bar?"  Slade asked.

"Sure.  Let's go see who is there."

Narisha and Slade headed towards the bar.  They walked in the bar and.......



<feel free to jump in anyone who is in the bar....... we need some
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<DIV><FONT size=2> astronomy</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>49902.12</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>The Bar</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>-------------------------------</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Remiklos looked as someone entered the bar.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>He turned and walked towards them. </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>&quot;Hello there i am Ens Remiklos Jackson&quot;</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>Ens Morten Naritius on Uss Maverick</FONT></DIV>
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"Yes Sir., Thank you Sir."  she said and turned away from the table.
Walking away she asked, "Mr. Braht can I have a raincheck on that
drink?  I don't want the people in sick bay to think I'm a lush."
"Sure, Hey, I'll get us a couple of cups of coffee and walk you back
down."
"If you do that,"  she grinned, "I'll make sure you're my first physical
onboard."

<<ooc okay Braht back to you>>

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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>Ensign Barb 
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>Botanics 
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>uss darwin</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>The return to sick bay 
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ease for the first timesince he arrived on the Darwin.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>He'd only spoken to a 
couple of officers since his arrival and got the feeling that Klingon came way 
down on the list of popular species to meet and greet. Personally he had to 
agree, all that shouting and macho posturing just reminded him why he joined the 
brotherhood.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>The medical began,</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&lt;&lt;&lt; over to you. I'm off for 
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 =============================
 Ensign Shikara	 
 Chief Science Officer
 Stardate: 49902.12
 "Conversations in the mess hall / on the bridge for the first time"
 =============================


Nilia turned around to the person addressing her: "Hello also. I am Ensign
Shikara Nilia, chief science. "
Alex: "I am Alex Corum, I work in Tactical."
Nilia: "Nice meeting you." She took another spoon full of the soup. Almost
unconsciously she began to analyze the content of the dish in her thoughts:
'Approximately 15 g proteins, 70 g of carbohydrates... oh, stop it, Nilia,
you should finally get over this old habit. You are no longer living in a
place where you have to make sure to get enough nutrients'. Concentrating
on
Corum again, she said:
"So, how come you are here on the Darwin?"

<OCC: Alex: up to here, this should have been in yesterday already, but
somehow it got lost on the way... so just feel free to write whatever you
want about our conversation. Sorry that I am not waiting for your answer,
but I wanted to answer Adric's question.... and go try to get my physical
:) >

After Corum and Nilia had been talking for a moment, the chef came over to
their table again, asking Nilia what Subquark physics was. 

Nilia: "That is not at all a stupid question. Supposedly, subquark physics
is the study of the interaction of components of quarks. The interesting
part about it is that you are working at a very small scale, and thus have
to consider more than the regular three space and one time dimensions. Most
of the locational and temporal paradoxa originate at the subquark level,
and so you get to do research on rather exotic phenomenons... like
singularities or wormholes."

Adric: "Wormholes? Have you ever been to DS 9 ?"

Nilia: "Yes, I was a member of a research team there for a while... We were
trying to figure out how the wormhole worked. It was very exciting in the
beginning, and we did have some theoretical success. Eventually, we came
very close to actually understanding the whole thing, maybe with a few more
months of research ..." 
	Nilia abruptly stopped to talk, when she felt the anger, the frustration
and the despair coming back on her. Her face became mask-like. Forcing
herself to continue, she said: "The war was faster than we were. Starfleet
did not withdraw us at once when the area started to become dangerous,
because they wanted us to find out a way of closing the wormhole from one
side without permanently damaging it. We were sure we could do it... but
one day, we were making a few measurements, we got attacked. One of us was
killed, and most of our equipment and data was destroyed. The team, I had
joined only a few months before the incident, was set back by more than a
year! All the work I had been doing was lost. The conflict with the
dominion escalated, and we had no chance to solve the problem on time
anymore. So Starfleet ordered us to leave, and now I am here."
	Nilia could not help the feeling that she should have told this story to
the ship's counselor rather than to the head cook, but for some reason the
chef appeared like someone who had heard more than one story before. He was
silent for a few moments, but then his face brightened and he disappeared
quickly. When he came back, he held a cup filled with chocolate ice cream
in his hand and gave it to her with the words: "This ice-cream is
self-made. And- it is famous for cheering up people!"
	The ice-cream really did help, and they continued to talk for a little
while. Slowly, Nilia's sleepiness returned, so she excused herself and
left. She wanted to quickly get her physical, but when she came to sickbay,
no doctor was in. Oh well, no physical today. She went back to her
quarters, tried to finish up on her work and then fell asleep.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------
------------------

After a few hours of refreshing sleep Nilia woke up again in the morning
and soon found herself back in the mess hall for breakfast. A quick look on
the chronometer told her to hurry to be on time for her shift. 
	She soon stepped out of the turbolift and onto the bridge. The bridge was
busy due to the shift change. She quickly exchanged a few words with a
tired beta-shift officer and then took over the science console. The
captain was on the bridge, and, when the bridge was calm again, informed
her that upon their arrival all science sensors would be rerouted to TAC.
Nilia had expected this to happen eventually, but was surprised that it
came so soon. The different science departments had started some research
already, and so she sent a  note to them: "Everybody- you soon won't be
seeing anything except what's interesting to Tactical; the sensors will be
rerouted. This means: Physics, Astronomy and Astrophysics should
concentrate on collecting data on the SS-Cygni type dwarf nova and delay
all other projects until we get the sensors back, try to get done within
the next two hours. Xenobiology, Exopaleontology, Biomedical research:
Finish up scanning biostructure in the Lambda Scorpii system and get
started on the evaluations." 
	Just about when she wanted to send off the message, she heard how someone
said that there was something the captain needed to be informed about at
once. She sighed silently and added to the message: "Actually, be ready to
work without the sensors every moment. They might be rerouted sooner than
expected." After transmitting it, she waited for what would happen.

  
	




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Ensign William Wells
Operations Officer
USS Darwin
Stardate 49902.12
------------------------------
<<OOC:Captain Motzart I am sorry for not beaing very active on my post,
but some RL came into it, school matter, so I didn't have the time to
read all your posts>>

Wells looked at Remiklos and said
"NO WAY" I'm enjoying beaing drunk, I can see the world in a new vision,
something else than I can see everyday, I'll pass that coffee" Wells
says as he takes a sip of his Vodka.

<<Your turn Remiklos>>





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============================
Alexander C. Corum
tactical officer
49902.12
"This is good!"
============================
After talking with the CSO,Adric brought back two bowls of soup and
then started talking with the CSO.Alex then turned to Paul

"You`ve sure been quiet"

Paul smiled

Alex tried some of the soup.

"Mmmm....this is good! My compliments to the cook"

Alex turned back toward Paul

"So paul,tell me a little about yourself"

<<<<<its up to you know Paul>>>>>>

==
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Ensign Matt Miller</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Chief Paleontologist </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Location:Sick bay</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Date: Feb 12th 1999</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 
size=2>===========================================================</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Ensign Matthew A. Miller, commonly known as Matt or Alex, a 
young scientist who had had so many dreams for the future of his science... 
Until... this war... </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>The acursed Dominion that had taken away so much >from the 
Federation... So much from everyone actually... Now, archeologists, 
paleontologists... botanists... Those weren't the preferred jobs... Weapons 
experts, Marines... now... those were the good jobs!</FONT></DIV>
<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Matt stepped into sickbay and looked around for a medical 
officer. He put his finger in his mouth to stop the bleeding of his left ring 
finger. At this point, he wondered why lazers cutted this much. He looked up and 
saw a doctor who was apparantly talking with the Chief Counsellor of the Darwin, 
a certain Narisha Troi he had heard of her vaguely in between conversations in 
the corridors and wondered if she could work miracles as the rumors said. Yet, 
at the same time, he hoped he wouldn't have to find out...</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>He stepped up to the 2 speakers &quot;Hello, do you know where 
I can find a dermal regenerator, I cut myself with a lazer cleaner...&quot; 
</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2><BR>Doctor Will Slade withheld his conversation and looked at 
Miller &quot;Hello, I don't believe we've met? I'm Will Slade,&quot; He extended 
his hand and Miller was about to shake it when he realized it was this hand that 
was bleeding... </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>&quot;Oh, that's a nasty cut, let me get you 
something...&quot;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Miller nodded as Slade headed for a small medkit 
left on a table. Troi remained.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&quot;Hello ensign, I don't believe we've met 
either, I'm Narisha Troi... and you are?&quot; </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&quot;Matthew Alex Miller... my friends call me 
Matt...&quot; </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Troi nodded instead of shaking the Ensign's hand &quot;Your 
name doesn't sound very Trill... Oh, you must be that adopted Officer I've heard 
about... nice to meet you!&quot;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>&lt;&lt;Anyone that wants to carry on the conversation, please 
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Merken
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"Back to Work"
-----------------

Merken sat back up after he had sent the message and stretched.  He 
decided he had rested enough, but first he had one more message.  
"Computer record message,"  "Dr.Slade, I'm sorry to say that recent 
activities have caused me to forget when you wanted to meet at the 
Quantas club, please send me a reminder or say so yourself, thanks, 
Merken out."  As he sent the message he reached for his clothes.  He 
quickly dressed and headed for Sickbay, once there he meet a new medic.  
"Well hello, you must be Ensign Milon, I'm AMO Merken, glad to meet 
you."  

----Go on Takkara----

---special note:Duncan, when you come in for your physical, we should 
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===========================
Ensign Gaeriel
Assistant Science Officer
Stardate: 49902.12
"Excitement in the Air"
Science Labs
===========================

    The Comm system chipped and then Shikara's voice filled the air, 
"Everybody- you soon won't be seeing anything except what's interesting 
to Tactical; the sensors will be rerouted."  

    "Oh how nice..." Gaeri thought to herself.  Actually she had been 
expecting this sometime, just seemed a little early.  They'd barely even 
picked up all the crew...  Something was up, she could feel it.  There 
was a vibration, apprehension, running through the crew.  The entire 
ship felt alive with it.  Their first mission, and such an exciting one 
too.  She couldn't wait to see what would happen next.  

    She felt silly, she needed something to distract her and the data 
PADDs covering her desk just weren't doing the job.  She needed work, 
real work.  Maybe some of the other scientists could use her help now 
that they knew how little time they had to finish up whatever they were 
working on.  She looked around the office and made sure there was 
nothing urgent in her pile of PADDs before walking out the door...


    <<OOC:  Anyone in the science department, just have me walk through 
your door and offer help if you want to continue this.>>

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---------------------------
Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.12
"Surprise Visit"
--------------------------- 

<<OCC: Time warp... this in response to Ronin's post last night>>

The Captain looked up when she heard the door swoosh open without any prior
announcement by the door chime. Probably a bug in the system she wanted to
fix rather soon.

The look on her face told the ensign that she wasn't pleased at all by this
'surprise visit' late at night. So this was her new microbiologist. From
the reports about him she had concluded that he was a very capable
scientist, but now she realized that he still needed to get used to the
fact that there was protocol to be followed on starships.

When he had finished his introduction, she retrieved a PADD from one of the
drawers in her desk. "This contains the location of your quarters, the
microbiology lab and a general overview of your orders and duties aboard
this ship. Please review it and report to Chief Science Officer Shikara
tomorrow morning. Dismissed."

<<Time warp back to our current timeline... ;) >>






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Paul Brehmer
boot ensign
49902.12
"Soup and Story"

Paul sipped his soup slowly. With all the traveling he'd been doing to
get to Darwin, this was the
first chance he'd had to get something to eat. He sat and savoured the
feeling of the soup in his
mouth and the warmth as it slid into his stomach. Slowly he started to
relax. Alex was talking to
a female in a science uniform. She obviously wasn't human, and he
couldn't quite place the
Homeworld. She appeared to be Vulcan, but Vulcan's don't have nose
ridges. At least he didn't
think so, he had never really seen an actual Vulcan. They didn't get out
to Wanderlust often.
With a start, he realized Alex was talking to him.

"So paul,tell me a little about yourself"
"Not much to tell actually, I'm from a small farming world out in the
boonies. The official
Starfleet name is Princo Four, but we call it Wanderlust. We have no
idea who or what a Princo is, and Wanderlust has a nicer ring."

"I got called up when all that business with the Borg started, spent the
whole time with the militia. Before that, I pretty much just worked on
the farm. After all that Borg stuff cleared up, I went to school,
applied to Starfleet and got here."

"In between, I spent a lot of time messing around insystem. In fact, I
worked my way through school hauling asteroid fragments and ramscooping
nebulae. Pretty dull actually. What about you ?"

<<<<<<<<<<<<<over to you Alex>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>


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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.12
"First Time"
--------------------------- 

"Captain, Gana Omicron will come into visual range in 20 minutes." Mozart
felt a slight tinge of nervousness at the announcement of her Ops officer.
It wasn't herself she was nervous about, she had been in situations like
this many times before, it was the fact that this would be the Darwin's
first encounter with 'reality'. So far all tests and diagnostics and
simulations had been successful but there was nothing that could prepare a
ship for the first time she had to power up her weapons and fight.

"Acknowledged." She tapped her badge. "Bridge to Hunter and Engineering.
Please stand by to power up the cloaking device."

* * *

Twenty minutes later, the Darwin had reached the Gana Omicron system
unnoticed. The Captain stood up to give her orders this time. "Helm, come
to a full stop at a distance of 10,000 kilometers from the system.
Tactical, get ready for scanning and maintain complete communications
silence. Go to yellow alert." She tapped her badge. "All hands, please
report to your duty stations immediately. We have arrived..." Turning back
toward Tactical, she added, "Put the visual on the screen."

Only a few seconds later, the main view screen blinked before showing the
Ganaarian Sun, and if she looked real closely she could make out all eight
planets in its orbit. Silently she wondered which of them had been used by
the Jem'Hadar to build and conceal their base. Strictly speaking they
didn't even know the exact nature and purpose of the base they were
searching for....

<<OCC: Well, you know what to do... Report to your stations and start
scanning for that base.>>


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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
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Here is something I noticed while reading the Darwin posts and I think it
needs to be mentioned. Post your messages as plain text. No styles or HTML
mail please. Some people's email programs cannot read that and your posts
will turn into gibberish... therefore some people won't be able to read
them. (surely you don't want that to happen ;) It also makes archiving much
more difficult.

Also, please welcome our new crew members,

Mike Jacobs, Security
Jennifer Montova, Medical
Mark Pauls, Medical 
Serok, Antimatter Specialist (Science, Engineering)


Department chiefs, please give them an especially warm welcome and their
instructions :)

Keep up the great simming!!!
Capt. Dorothy Mozart





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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
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================
Alexander Corum
tactical officer
49902.12
More chit chat
================

"Well I`m from ol` Earth I was born in a rather large town called
Brooklyn Park,MN.As for my parents. . ."

Alex stopped,he felt sick with the bad memories.Maybe he should see
the Councilor ASAP,but for now he decided to continue.

"Is something wrong Alex?"

"No,I`m fine.As for my parents,I never meet them.They were going on a
vacation and they left me and my brothers,Chris and Will,at our
cousins house in North Dakota."

"I`m sorry Alex,I didnt know I. . ."

"Its alright Paul,I really should see the councilor about this but she
always seems too busy."

"Well me,my brothers,and my cousin,Steven,all when to the Academy at
the same time.Well all wanted to be aboard the same ship but that
didnt happen.Starfleet assigned us by our positions.For example:Im
wanted to be a Tactical Officer,and the Darwin needed a Tactical
Officer so here I am."

"Do you have any family members in Starfleet?"

<<<<Glad you`re back Paul,I was getting bored telling you what to do>>>>
==
Ensign Steven Neil Corum=USS Lexington=Human
Ensign Alexander Claude Corum=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Christopher Thomas Corum=USS Horizon-A=Human
Ensign William Anthony Corum=USS Destiny=Human
Ensign James Daniel Corum=First Contact Office=Human-Vulcan
Ensign Jean Louis Bonaparte=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Gul`dan=Section 31=Romulan
_________________________________________________________
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---------------------
Takarri Milon
Medical
Stardate 49902.12
Getting right down to it.
---------------------
"Mr. Braht, I promise not to hurt you.  Just stay perfectly still while
I take these scans."  Takkari said.  "There really is quite a few people
down here now, isn't there?"
"Hmmm" was all that Braht said trying to cooperate.
"We're almost through, not too much longer.... Opps!  I"m sorry, I
didn't mean to bump into you." She said focusing on her patient and not
on where she was going, and definitaly bumping into  AMO Merken himself.

"That's okay no damage done,  hello,  you must be Ensign Milon, I'm AMO
Merken, glad to meet you.  Carry on."
"Oh! Hello.  Again I do appologise."  She said.
"Mr. Braht, you are all done with your physical."  Leaning closer she
whispers, "You can escape now."
Turning back to AMO Merken she says "Ensign Takarri Milon Reporting for
duty, Sir!"
"I see, well thank you for helping out down here."  AMO Merken says.
"Sir can you point me towards a dermal regenerator, I think that ensign
over there is going to need one."  Takarri says, at the same time she
gently turns the AMO around to see the Ensign come into sick bay.
"Let me get it for you."  He said smiling.  Looking down beside the
biobed he notices a strange looking bag.
Milon in the mean time has taken a tricorder over to the young ensign
and started a scan for him.  "Hello there.  I'm Ensign Takarri Milon.
What did you do to your hand?"  As she talks to him she walks him over
to the bio bed and sits him down.
"Thank you Ensign, let me take a look at that."  AMO Merken said.  "I
haven't seen you before, you are?"
"Ensign Matt Miller, I cut myself with a laser cleaner."
"Yes well this will fix you right up.  There you go."
"Here, let me help you get cleaned up a bit."  Ensign Milon said as he
brought a warm towel to wash away the blood.  The finger was as good as
new with out even a scar.
"Hey Thanks doc." Ensign Miller said.
"Be more careful next time."  AMO Merken said.
Facing Ensign Milon, Amo Merken asked, "Ahh Ensign..... can you tell me
what that is?"
"Yes sir, that's my bag.  You see I just arrived and Mr. Braht showed me
to Dr. Slade and he told me what duty I had and asked if I would help
out down here..... I don't know where my quarters are yet, and not
knowing where else to put it out of the way I just set it there for the
time being......."

<<Occ:  The ball is now in your court AMO Merken>>

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Alexander Corum
tactical officer
49902.12
Yellow Alert
================
Just as Paul was about to speak the yellow alert sign came on.

"Sorry Paul,we`ll have to continue this conversation at a later date."

"May I come with you Alex?"

"Im going to the Bridge"

"Yes,I know"

"Well,I dont care"

Alex and Paul walked to the nearest turbo lift

"Bridge"

*ping*

The two men stepped out on the bridge.

"Ensign Corum and Ensign Brehmar reporting,sir"

<<<<<<Whats next Capt?>>>>>>







---"Capt. Dorothy A. Mozart"  wrote:
>
> Here is something I noticed while reading the Darwin posts and I
think it
> needs to be mentioned. Post your messages as plain text. No styles
or HTML
> mail please. Some people's email programs cannot read that and your
posts
> will turn into gibberish... therefore some people won't be able to
read
> them. (surely you don't want that to happen ;) It also makes
archiving much
> more difficult.
> 
> Also, please welcome our new crew members,
> 
> Mike Jacobs, Security
> Jennifer Montova, Medical
> Mark Pauls, Medical 
> Serok, Antimatter Specialist (Science, Engineering)
> 
> 
> Department chiefs, please give them an especially warm welcome and
their
> instructions :)
> 
> Keep up the great simming!!!
> Capt. Dorothy Mozart
> 
> 
> 
> 
> 
> -------------------------
> Capt. Dorothy A. Mozart --- CO U.S.S. Darwin
> Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
> k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
> -------------------------
> allegretto@gmx.net --- leah@startrekmail.com
> -------------------------
> 
> http://members.xoom.com/ussdarwin
> -------------------------
> 
>         "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the
stars."
> 
> 

==
Ensign Steven Neil Corum=USS Lexington=Human
Ensign Alexander Claude Corum=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Christopher Thomas Corum=USS Horizon-A=Human
Ensign William Anthony Corum=USS Destiny=Human
Ensign James Daniel Corum=First Contact Office=Human-Vulcan
Ensign Jean Louis Bonaparte=USS Darwin=Human
Ensign Gul`dan=Section 31=Romulan
_________________________________________________________
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>--------------------</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>Adric outler</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>head Cook</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>49902.12</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>----------------</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&nbsp;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&nbsp;well it been a slow day and l guest it 
mite be a little slow tell everybody get into a routine. so, l decided to make a 
speical for breakfast and put it over the comm system .</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV align=center><FONT color=#000000 size=2>&nbsp;<STRONG>BREAKFAST SPEICAL FOR 
49902.13</STRONG></FONT></DIV>
<DIV align=center><FONT color=#000000 size=2><STRONG></STRONG><STRONG>HAM AND 
EGG BREAKFAST</STRONG></FONT></DIV>
<DIV align=center><FONT color=#000000 size=2><STRONG></STRONG><STRONG>WITH 
COFFEE/JUICE</STRONG></FONT></DIV>
<DIV align=center><FONT color=#000000 
size=2><STRONG></STRONG><STRONG>OR</STRONG></FONT></DIV>
<DIV align=center><FONT color=#000000 size=2><STRONG>Buttermilk Biscuits with 
gravy</STRONG></FONT></DIV>
<DIV align=center><FONT color=#000000 size=2><STRONG></STRONG><STRONG><FONT 
size=1>(coffee is made in a real coffee</FONT></STRONG></FONT></DIV>
<DIV align=center><FONT color=#000000 size=2><STRONG><FONT 
size=1></FONT></STRONG><STRONG><FONT size=1>maker and columbia 
beans)</FONT></STRONG></FONT></DIV>
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size=1></FONT></STRONG></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 size=2>well after that l had to send a message to the 
Captain and ask if she would like me to make anything for here staff 
meeting.&nbsp; l suggest that l could make donuts,coffee and juices for pick up 
or have them ready inthe staffing room before the meetings start.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>&nbsp;&nbsp; so, after l finish l went on to bed and hope that 
tomorrow will be better.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>&lt;OCC: if&nbsp; anyone what to talk to me. meet me in the 
mess hall for breakfast. l'll serve you plus we can talk alittle.&nbsp; also 
have a&nbsp; phatom daugher. her name is Sara Jones, age 19. half human / half 
valcun.&nbsp; she also helps me out in the mess hall. you can help build on this 
person if you what to. </FONT></DIV>
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Alexis Darwin
Astrophysics
SD: 49902.12
"Yellow Alert"
-----------------------------
OOC: I know I've been quiet lately. So here goes.
ON:
Alexis was reading at in the astrophsics lab when the Alert sounded. "I hate
that incessent noise." she mumbled as she put down her PADD and went to work.
She started making various scans and gathering all the data to analyze. As the
scans continued she looked over the results. "Nothing. Nothing." She continued
scans because maybe something would come up that she would notice...
OOC: Short...yes. I know.

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Merken
AMO
"Med Alert"
----------------

Just as Milon was about to shake his hand he saw her face take on a 
shocked expression, and he immediately knew her body had got a whiff of 
his pheremones and it was playing havoc in her...loins.  

Just as Merken was about to explain, the Yellow alert sounded.  
Immediately he was all business, "No time for hellos Ensign, start 
prepping the lab for emergency medical call."  She quickly nodded, 
seeming relieved at having something to do that talk to him.  He 
understood and begin checking the Sickbay himself, making sure all beds 
were ready and all equipment warmed for anything. Whenever the ship when 
on alert, Sickbay had to be ready for casualties, as a general rule.  He 
began laying out plastisking and dermal bandages as well as other fast 
acting wound covers, in an attack, you had to be ready to act fast and 
move on to other patients in a hurry.  

After the bay had been prepped to his satisfaction he went over to 
Milon, helping her.


----anything can happen now, either Milon, Slade, or Captain--------


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E.A. Ventoux
Asst. Tactical
USS Darwin
49902.13


   I just finished eating, I guess I should never return
to Eight Forward for food. I ask for something without
meat and what the gave me was some sort of nuts jello 
and spoil letuce, It reminded me of some Klingon food.
Next time I'll try the Mess Hall.
   I most do a inventory for all the spare part and
equip that is on the storage room, just to see if everything I need is there...

   As I was leaving Eight Forward the Yellow Alert was 
sounded, We most be getting to the Sistem, I better get
myself to the Bridge 

   After some struggle to get to the Bridge, I sometimes still get lost, I got there. The Captian was in her Chair overseeing the scaning of the of the Sistem. 
Paul and Alex were already at the Bridge working on the Tactical trying to find the base

   I immidiatly took a chair and also began to work,
I ask Alex and Paul to fill me in in their progress
=====================================================
Tell me how are things going
=====================================================

After that I ask the Computer at my station to do 2
diferent task
1- to keep me informed of the progress of my fellow
 Tacticals Off.
2- to link my PADD to my stations where I will be
 working on a program.  

 Now lets see when we will find that Base, 'cos if it
here we will find it.

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--------------------
Ens Neil Dodge
Chief Tactical Officer
Stardate : 49902.12
--------------------

Dodge arrived on the bridge and sprang into action he took the second TAC
console and turned to Ventrox

"Alright Ventrox take care of the weapons , ill take sensors "  
said dodge as he peered up at the Ventrox for a respounce' 

"Aye Sir .. " Responded Ventrox as he brought up the weapons status on his
console 

Neil tapped rapidly at his console running varous scans all turned up
negitive ... he knew if the dominion had a base this close to federation
space they would go to great lengths to hide it .. it wasent gona be easy
but they were gona do it .. he began to think back to his academy days ...
"Such a base would produce many by products .. waste , emitions .. warp
trails .." he thought as he ran over a hundred possiblities ... but wait !
he turned to to the sciecne officer 
"Science can you patch science sensores through to my console for a second
... i have an idea .. " He turn to the captain "Ma'am I have an idea ... if
they were to keep a base here .. they have to produce a by product .. waste
, Emitions , and warp trails ... wouldent they go to great lengths to hide
these ? ... Warp Trails can be hidden through an easy proces but what about
waste and emitions ? you cant burn waste without creating emitions .. of
any kind ... but it would be easy to bury them and then surrund it with
some kind of jamming feild to destort scans ... My idea is to begin scaning
for those destortion feilds shall i try ? "


-------------------------
Commander Neil Dodge 
Executive Officer
Uss Fantasy-B

Second Lt. Kason Moor
Marine Commpany Commander
Uss Harbinger

Lt. Neil Dodge
Assistant Engineer
Uss Hawking

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 Jennifer Montova
 Medical Officer
 49902.13
 On the shuttle Orion

  Jennifer awoke suddenly, the pictures all to clear in her mind.  She shook
off the distress, and stood up, yawned and stretched.  "Hey!  How long until
we reach the Darwin?" she asked at she made her way to the front of the
shuttle and took the seat next to the lieutenant.  
  The lieutenant gave her an exasperated look.  "You can see the Darwin on the
map in front of you Dr."
  "I am a Dr. not an astrologist, I don't even know where we are."  Jennifer
said as she looked at the grid in front of her.
  "we are about five minutes from transport."  The lieutenant informed her
  "What do you mean by transport?"  Jennifer asked
  " Just what I said Dr., you're about five minutes from transporting over
their.  So I suggest you get your gear together and be ready."
  " Whoa! Hang on a sec. Why aren't we docking?"
  " Because the Darwin is on yellow alert, they will not want to take any
unnecessary risk."
  " So you are planning on transporting me over there?"  Jennifer asked, with
a hint of alarm in her voice.  "Why is the Darwin on yellow alert?  It is a
science vessel."
  " That is confidential information Dr., you have to ask your Captain."  The
lieutenant said.
  "I am not going anywhere until I know what's going on."  Jennifer was firm
  " Whatever you say Dr. but I do need you to step to the aft of the shuttle."
The lieutenant informed her.
  Jennifer did not even think about it, at she took a few steps backwards.
  " Computer activate level 5 force field to the aft of vessel."  The
lieutenant said
  Jennifer could only watch as force field came up.  " That wasn't nice the
lieutenant."
  "you are going on board the Darwin rather you like it or not Dr., those are
my orders."
  "I sure hope you never come under my scalpel Lt."
  "God forbid.  USS Darwin this is the shuttle Orion, one to transport
aboard."  The lieutenant said.
  "This is the USS Darwin standing by."
  " Good-bye Dr." the lieutenant said as she hit the transporter controls.  
  " I won't forget you Lt., you can bet on that."  Jennifer said as she
started to dematerialize.

  Jennifer was still swearing at the lieutenant when she rematerialized on the
bridge of the Darwin.  "And not only that Lt, that but you can kiss.........."
she stopped mid sentence as she realized she was standing on the bridge of the
Darwin, facing directly in front of the Captain.  "Ma'am".  She almost gagged
on the last word.  "Dr. Montova reporting for duty."


"This Too Shall Pass"






  







  





  
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Mekren smiled at Milon for a moment when his communicator went 
off.Merken tapped it, "Merken here."  An ensign was speaking, "Sir, we 
just received Dr. Montova from the shuttle Orion."  Merken nodded and 
responed.

+taps+"Very good, send her down here right away, we may need her if 
things get hairy, Merken out."  Merken turned back to Milon.  "Looks 
like we'll have some more help soon, and I'll see what I can do about 
finding your quarters."  Milon smiled, "Thanks I appreciate it."  Then 
she stopped, that feeling was affecting her again, that feeling to just 
jump on him all the sudden.  She blushed from the thought and was 
confused by why she would feel this way, She then noticed Merken had 
seen her confusion and blushed deeper, "I..I"  Merken smiled and 
interrupted her.

"It's all right,"  He held up a hand and took a few steps back.
Milon suddenly felt a little better.  Merken smiled and started to 
explain.

"Sorry, I'm a Deltan, and we have an....unusual condition, our 
pheremones, escpecially the ones pertaining to sex, are quite powerful 
to the opposite sex, I should have mixed up a depressant for them 
earlier but I've been busy."  He stopped and moved to a medicine shelf 
and begin pulling out diffrent chemicals and looked at them, dismmising 
some and replacing them with others, he looked back to Milon,"I'll just 
make one now, it'll be easier for all of us,"  he stopped and started 
again,

"What I meant was it'll be easier for me..and the female staff, well uh 
I mean..."  Milon chuckled  and held up a hand,"It's all right I see 
what you mean, and yes, it would be easier."  

Merken smiled and began programming the replicator, "So, tell me a 
little about yourself."  

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Ensign Takarri Milon
Medical
Stardate 4990213
Getting down to business
-----------------------

She smiled as he made his dampening agent.  "I've of course heard of
your race, and of your.....problem.  But this is the first I've
experienced it and to be quite honest it's a little shocking."

"I am the only child of Ambassador Kareek and Tara Milon.  I was raised
and educated on Earth but came back to Qo'nos when word that my parents
had never reached the outpost they had been temporarily assigned to.  It
was there that my first studies in medicine began.  When I was of age I
joined Starfleet, and here I am."  She said.

"I'm sorry to hear about your parents, has any word came as to what
happened?"

"No, it seem the ship they were on just dissapearred and everyone abord
is now presumed dead."  She said, and though standing in front of Dr.
Merken, he could see that she was several light years away.


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---------------------------
Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.13
"Greetings..."
--------------------------- 

<<um...we'll have to make a slight modification to the story line, since
the Darwin had already been cloaked for twenty minutes before it went to
yellow alert. sorry 'bout the confusion, but you can't beam onto a ship
when you don't know where it is ;)>>

Captain Mozart jerked out of her seat when she suddenly saw the first
distortions of a transporter operation in the center of the bridge. Two
things happened almost immediately after that. First, her transporter
chief's voice sounded through the bridge. "Transporter room to bridge,
um... the transport you are probably seeing right now has been
authorized... there's just been a slight mix up with the coordinates...
apparently."

Then the familiar ringing of the transporter effect had ceased and a young
woman in medical blue stood on the bridge. "And not only that Lt, that but
you can kiss.........."

Anger welled up in the Captain and she glared at the woman who had
introduced herself as their new medical officer. "Then what the hell are
you doing on the bridge?!" She shook her head. "You are already late and
your arrival has almost interrupted a cloaking procedure. And now get off
my bridge! We'll talk about this later."

<<OOC: I'm not really mad at you, I just think this situation is quite
funny... ;)>>



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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
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 =============================
 Ensign Shikara	 
 Chief Science Officer
 Stardate: 49902.14
 "Scans"
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	Only a few minutes after Nilia had sent off her message to the science
department, Ensign Dodge requested the sensors: "Science can you patch
science sensores through to my console for a second... i have an idea .. "
While she complied with his wish, she listened to how he explained his idea
to the captain. Scanning for a distortion field? That certainly was a good
idea. When she was done entrusting her "eyes" to Dodge, she said: "Here you
go. The sensors are all yours."
	Rather than being altogether "blind", Nilia still got to see the data
Dodge was collecting- just that she did not have any influence on WHERE he
was gazing. Studying the flickering digital readouts her console was
showing her, she watched the progress he made. Nothing unusual concerning
the inner four planets of the Gana Omicron system was visible, but Dodge
seemed to be particularly interested in the fifth planet. It obviously was
the source of an abundance of both low- and high-band emissions, and
additionally provided an environment that would support life. Dodge
continued to search for a center of the emissions with the EM-sensors,
ignoring the readouts of some other sensors he had left online. Nilia
decided that she could as well concentrate on those. 
	Hitting a few controls, she viewed the readouts of the atmospherical
sensors. Mostly oxygen and helium, some nitrogene. Not unusual at all.
Looking at the details more closely, she suddenly noticed a trace of
Einsteinium, and also of some other very heavy elements. A bit of
Mendelevium, a touch of Californium and Nobelium. They definitely were not
supposed to be there! Unless...
"Captain? There is something interesting about the atmosphere of the fifth
planet. I found traces of many instable elements. It should be almost
impossible to find them on a planet that has had a natural evolution;
somehow the entire planet must have been exposed to high levels of energy
recently. I cannot say this for certain, but I think that there have been
Terra- Formers working on this planet."

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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.13
"Ideas"
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Captain Mozart was still standing when the doors to the turbo lift opened
and Ensigns Corum and Brehmer stepped out. "Take tactical and start
scanning for any signs of a hidden Dominion base in this system. You've got
full sensor capacity," she ordered.

Soon Ventoux and Dodge appeared and they now had enough manpower on the
bridge to monitor both sensors and weapons continuously. She forced herself
to relax, it would probably take some time until they found the base,
unless they got lucky.

Then all over sudden, Dodge spoke up. "Ma'am I have an idea..." The Captain
stood up and walked over to the tactical consoles. For some reason she
needed to be actively participating in the search, although it would have
been easier to just remain seated. It probably came from being a scientist
herself, she mused, always wanting to be in the center of action and
discovery. "Excellent idea, Ensign. Start scanning for those distortion
fields immediately."

She paused for a while, thinking. "Also, you might want to be working
together with our Exopaleontologist and our Botanics officer. I know Miller
has some knowledge of Archeology as well and you can use the biostructural
and geological sensors to look for any unusual formations on the planet's
surfaces... as well as those of their moons." Looking at the image on the
viewscreen, she continued. "You can leave out the first two planets for
now, after all it is not very likely that they set up their base on a gas
giant. If our other scans fail to turn up anything, we can always come back
to doing that later."

She took a couple of steps back and tapped her comm badge. "Mozart to
Miller and Braht, please report to the bridge immediately."


<<OOC: Scientists, you may go ahead and go to the mess hall if you like...
unless you're called to help, you have nothing to do right now. Go ahead
and complain about that in the mess hall ;)>>



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Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
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  Dr. Jennifer Montova
  Medical Officer
  49902.13
  Sickbay

  Jennifer had thought about arguing with the Captain, stating that was the
lieutenants fault that she was late; and had arrived on the bridge.  But
according to the Captain she would get your chance to explain at a later time.
She had heard the Captain referring to cloaking, and she wondered what the
hell she had got herself into.  She was still cursing the Lt. from the shuttle
when she stepped into the turbolift.  "Sickbay".
  Jennifer entered sickbay.  "Hey guys!  I heard you needed a class A
physician around here.  And can someone tell me what the hell is going on
around here?  I heard you are on yellow alert, and what is with this cloaking
thing?  I thought this was a science vessel, not a combat vessel." she saw the
two other doctors just staring at her, their mouths just hanging open. "what's
the matter, cat got your tongues?"  She just shook her head.  "Can you at
least tell me where my quarters are?"
  

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Ensign Takarri Milon
Medical
Stardate 49902.14
Not at all
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"Not at all Dr. Merken."  Ensing Milon said.  "I'm not at all familiar
with the Jem-Hadar so until you explained it to us you were a little
above my head.  But, if it could be done,  just think of the lives it
could save."
"Besides who knows what this war will come up with, we might get a bio
scan on an Jem-Hadar.  Then you would have at least something to go
by."  Milon added with confidence.
She was rewarded with his smile.  "You know, I like you.  Your good for
my ego."
Turning to Dr. Montova, "Oh and as far as I've seen for the last few
hours, there hasn't been a cat anywhere neer sick bay."

<<OCC:  Sorry I just couldn't help myself.>>

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Merken
AMO
"New Arrival"
==================

As Merken was about to explain his past a little to Milon, someone 
stepped into the lab, and appeared quite flustered. 

"Hey all! Heard you need an A physcian around here..." As she continued, 
Merken heard her name and rembered a Montova on the duty roster.  From 
the first few seconds of meeting her, he new immediately she just might 
be quite a handful.  After she had asked them about cats getting their 
toungues he decided to break in.

"Uh, Montova, not to be rude, but your a little late."  she immediately 
began to rant, "Oh that, that's because of some jerk Lt. that was 
screwing around.." Merken innterupted her, "Well that's allright, your 
here now, I'm AMO Merken,"  he gestured to Milon, "This is Ensign Milon, 
CMO Slade is off duty at the moment Ensign Montova, were at yellow 
alert, so ..."  Montova spoke up at that second, "Well ok, but I need to 
know where my quarters are so I can stow my stuff."  She lifted her back 
as if to demonstrate her need.  Milon spoke up then. "You and me both." 
She smiled at Montova, Montova grinned back,  Merken smiled as well, but 
then quickly put on a business face.

"Allright, I 'll see what I can do for both of you as for getting some 
quarters."  Merken turned back to his work, "As for now Montova, just 
leave your stuff by the beds and start preeping equipment, we're still 
on yellow alert."  Montova nodded and started to work, as she did Merken 
turned back to his depressant for his pheremones, he injected himself 
witht the appropriate dose with a hypospray.  After a few moments he 
could feel the effects as well could Milon and Montova, who both seemed 
more relaxed.  Merken smiled at that and turned to Milon.

"So, about your parents, never give up hope for them, I've lost a family 
member once too, and if you let their loss sit in your mind long enough, 
you'll be lost to all help."  Merken turned back to his work,  "As for 
me, well, my parents are still alive, but not at all happy with my 
career choices, and my sister.."  He paused at this and Milon saw the 
pain in his face for a moment, then it was gone, as if never there, 
"well, she encouraged me a great deal to join, after her death, I..I 
decided I should try to save all lives, no matter how evil or 
undeserving, all things should live."  He smiled at that, "So, here I 
am, serving on a ship heading for the Dominon war."  Montova walked over 
at that, "Yeah, that's another thing, how come this ship has a cloaking 
device and is on alert, this is a science vessel for crying out loud, 
why are we covorting around, weapons armed."  Merken frowned a little at 
that, "Well, this was a science vessel, but it has been rearmed and 
given a cloaking device for the war, it was recommsioned as a war vessel 
because the Federation needs more ships, ever since the Borg decimated 
half the Fleet, almost all vessels have been refitted for battle for the 
Dominon war, including science vessels."  Montova seemed to accept that 
and returned to work.

Merken looked thoughtful for a moment, "You know, aloung those lines, I 
have been working on the files of Dr. Julian Bashir and his 
documentation of the need for Jem'Hadar soldiers need of Ketracel 
White."  Milon looked puzzled at him, so Merken elaborated, "Well, 
according to what I have learned, the Founders of the Dominon breed the 
Jem'Hadar soldiers but omit an isogenic enzyme from thier DNA, in this 
respect, they keep the Jem'Hadar loyal by thier addictions, they need 
Ketracel White to survive."  Merken paused for a moment while he worked 
on prepping some equipment, after he was done he continued, "I've been 
working on an nucleogenic substitute, that with proper dosage over a 
period of time..."  Merken got excited at this point, voicing his 
theory, "I beleive that the Jem'Hadar systems will be able to naturally 
reproduce the isogenic enzyme so that they will no longer depend on the 
Founders for their supply of Ketracel White."  He quickly continued 
obviously excited by the thought of his possible triumph, "This might 
entice the Jem'Hadar to break their ties with the Dominon and ally 
themselves with us for helping them."  Merken practically beamed at his 
observation, but suddenly dimmed and frowned, he dismissed the idea with 
a wave of his hand, "of course this is all theory, I have'nt even made 
up a computer simulation for it yet, besides, I don't have any subjects 
or samples to test it on, no hard data of Jem'Hadar biology, it was a 
nice idea, but clearly impossible."  Merken shook his head, then smiled 
at Milon.

"You must think I'm pretty naive to think such things, hmmm?"


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Merken
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"CMO request"
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Merken chuckled at Milon's joke, while Montova just smirked, then 
laughed herself.  Merken turned back to Milon, "Well, after the alert is 
over, perhaps we could go for a drink?"   Milon smiled, "As long as your 
pheremones are under control, just a drink will be fine."  

Merken smiled at that, "I would never use my natural gifts to take 
advantage of a lady, escpecially a fellow doctor."  Milon looked out of 
the corner of her eye at him and gave a sly smile, "Well, who said you 
need any gifts?"  Merken's face took on a mock shock look, "My dear, I 
believe that is just very unlady like."  He smiled and returned to work, 
then he stopped and moved to a computer and requested the quarters of 
Montova and Milon, after he recieved them he gave them to both of them.  
"Milon, your quarters are on Deck 15, Montova, yours are on Deck 11, to 
find them just ask the computer when you get there, that should take 
care of you."  Both women smiled and thanked him.  He merely waved a 
hand and dismissed it.  He then decided to check in with the CMO.

+taps+Dr. Slade, this is Merken, we prepped the Sickbay for any 
eventuality under Yellow alert, request your presence in Sickbay for 
emergencies.

Merken paused a moment and continued. +taps+Also we have two new 
arrivals, Ensign Takarra Milon and Ensign Jennifer Montova, they will be 
waiting any breifing you would like to give for emergency situations, as 
will I.

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  Jennifer Montova
  Medical Officer
  49902.13
  Sickbay

   Jennifer made herself busy by checking the equipment and going over the
biobeds, making sure everything worked and everything was stocked.  She
continued to listen to the other two doctors talk, she can fill the anger
building inside her the more they talked.~what the hell do they know about
death and dying, it's one thing to lose someone close to you; it's another
thing to actually see them killed in front of you.  She tried to block out
their conversation, but she found it impossible to do.  The more they talked
about war that angryer she got, until she could not take any more.
  "What the hell is all this talk about war damn it! We are doctors for gods
sake!  We're supposed to save lives not take them. What the hell are we doing
here?  I don't know about you guys but I didn't sign up for any damn war
vessel!"  She stormed up to them, eyes wide and furious."And if your're
talking Dominion then your talking Cardassian's, and the last thing I want to
do is run into another damn Cardassian." Jennifer could see the confused looks
she was getting from the other two doctors, but she did not care what they
thought.  "I guess I better go talk to the Captain and see about getting off
this damn ship."
  Merken just looked at her.  "Are you crazy, you can't just go to the Captain
and ask to get off the ship."
  Milon looked at her closely, it was not fear she saw in Jennifer's eyes; it
was hate.  "Maybe you should talk to us about what the problem is, before you
try go storming into see the Captain."  She kept her voice low and calm.
  Jennifer took in a deep breath, she exhaled slowly trying to calm her
temper.  "I don't want to talk to anyone about this, I just want off this
ship."
  "if you are worried about having to get involved in a actual fight, let me
reassure you that the ship is more then capable of taking on almost any other
vessel."  Merken said with confidence.
  Jennifer just shook her head.  "You don't get it, it's not the fight I'm
afraid of; actually I'm not afraid of anything.  I just did not sign up for
this."
  "surely when anyone signs up for Starfleet they realize there is always a
risk of going to war, it comes with the job.  If you are not afraid, then tell
us what it is."  Milon said.
  Jennifer rolled her eyes and shook her head.  "Just forget it, I'll talk to
the Captain later.  And Hey, Merken you need a stronger dose of that stuff
you're using to control your......  Whatever you guys call it, scent....it's
aggravating the hell out of me."  She turned and walked away, and tried to
busy herself.


 <anyone want to say anything...speak your mind.>

(OOC: This is really not like me at all, just thought I'd throw in someone a
little spicey...she is really a nice a person..just has a few skeletons in the
closet thay need to be cleared out.:)




  


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"Dr. Montova, none of us signed up for this war.  But we're here, and
frankly if we can do some good and help people then, lets do it."  Milon
said.  "I can understand your feelings in this, but I for one took a
Hippocratic oath when I graduated medical school.  It would be less than
honorable to do anything that would break that oath.  At the same time
if there is an enemy that we can do nothing to help, what is the harm in
furthering our understanding of that enemy?"  Milon said again in a low
and even tone.

Looking at Milon somewhat skeptically.  "What do you know of War?"

Raising a hand to stop Dr. Merken's interruption that she could feel
coming on, she said,  "I am Klingon, we are trained as warriors first.
For all I know the cardassions have destroyed a ship that my parents
were traveling on."  Then adding with a low growl, "My loss is no less
signficant than I suspect your's is.  But that is no reason to give up
on everything that you have worked and trained toward.  You are a
doctor, assigned to this ship.  If we're in peaceful times or wartimes,
what difference does it make?  Our people will still need our help."

"Ladies, I don't think this is the time...."

"Besides if you take away people's dreams, then life would be very dull
indeed."  Milon broke in.  She then added, "Besides, even a science
vessel would be a yello alert at some point in time."

<<OCC:  I'm not trying to start a fight here, I'm trying to diffuse the
situation as in this current agitated state I am not sure if the good
doctor understands the impact of what her actions would do. >>

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Jennifer Montova
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49902.14
sickbay


  Jennifer was still listening as Milon went on, she wished she had never said
anything.  All the lectures and discussions in the world could not help her,
she had tried in the past.  " Your loss might not be any less than mine, but
your pain can not compare.  So please Milon, enough of the " I understand how
you feel" routine..because you don't." Her last statement was harsh and
sarcastic, she could see Milon fumming.  Again she did not hesitate to walk up
to her.
  " I took the same the same oath Milon, but when it comes to
cardassians....it doesn't apply.  And don't preach to me about helping people,
that is all I've done my whole life.  And I'm sorry about your parents...but
at least you have hope." she had already said more then she had wanted to, and
she was angry with the woman for having the ability to pull this from her.  "
i said before to drop it, it might be better for both of us if we do...it's
not as if you can do a damn thing about my situation."
  Jennifer had fought for years to control her temper, she had learned well
how to bury things.  But this confrontation had erased all that as she
clenched her fist at her side, and fought back the all to clear memory of her
parents.  She became overwhelmed with nausea as she often did whenever the
flashbacks came, she could feel herself becoming light headed.  She saw both
doctors looking at her.  " Just drop it Milon, please."  she walked away
unsteadily.  She walked over to the replicator and ordered water, she reached
into her pocket and pulled out a container of pills.  She took one out and
popped it in her mouth, followed it with water.  She stood by the biobed, one
hand on top to steady herself until the dizziness passed.  She hated it when
this happened, she hated to be out of control.  Her only hope was that this
whole day would end quickly, so she could forget it.  There had to be some way
for to get off the ship, one way or another.  She only hoped it would be
before she had the chance to ruin her life, because she knew if that chance
came, she was going to take it.  If she came anywhere near a cardassian...it
was over.

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Merken
AMO
"Intervening"
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Merken could sensed the tension in the air so thick he could cut it with 
a knife.  He quickly sent out a calming pheremone from his body 
throughout the room, they say Deltans make excellent counselors because 
of this, so that soon both women became a bit more controlled.
At least Montova looke a bit better.

Merken decided to change the subject, "Allright, we have all experinced 
some loss to a greater or lesser degree here, we're not gonna play who's 
got the worst story here today."  Merken moved so that he was between 
both women, making sure no pent up anger would unleash, "We must all 
remeber that we're here for one reason, to save lives, no matter the 
conditons."  Merken moved to one of the biobeds, "I would just as soon 
save your lives as I would the Grand High Founder or what have you."   
Merken smiled a bit to lighten the mood, "Besides, I doubt we'll meet a 
lot of Dominion forced down here in Sickbay, as for now,"  He shrugged, 
"we should get you two to your quarters so you can stow your stuff."   
Both women were about to protest but he quickly intervened, "I know, but 
there are no patients here now so you can both go and stow your gear, 
get broken in to your quarters, and come back with plenty of time to 
spare, if we have an emergency, I'll let you know."  Merken then moved 
behind his desk and looke at the two women with a questioning gaze.

"Are there any questions before I send you off?"

------you can say something before you leave to put your stuff away, but 
this is a chance to move around the ship some and meet people, I suggest 
you do so-------

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Jennifer Montova
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49902.14
sicbay

  Jennifer wasen't sure yet if she liked Merken, but she welcomed his
abilities.  She felt a little calmer, she did not fight it.  Her temper had
gotten the best of her before, she didn't need it to happen again...not on a
new ship and not on her first day...she  could just see herself being thrown
in the brig...boy, then they'd really have trouble on their hands.  She would
go berserk if they ever locked her up again.  " That sounds like a good idea
to me..I need to cool down." she looked at Milon, then she picked up her bag
and turned to leave.  " If you need me..." she tapped her comm badge. " I've
got this."

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Dr. William Slade
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SD: 49902.14
"Surprise, Surprise"
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Will listened to Merken's signal over his commbadge and turned to Narisha.

"Counselor, if you'll excuse me, I believe I'm needed in sickbay.  I'll call you later."

Will walked quickly down the corridor and stopped dead as he approached sickbay.  The voices coming from inside were audible nearly halfway down the hall, as several passing crewmen had obviously noticed.  Will walked to the door and stood there, listening to the battle inside.  Montova turned to leave, only to see him standing there, his arms crossed, a scowl on his face.

"What.. is.. going.. on.. here?"

Merken started to explain, but Will held up his hand to stop him.

"No, don't.  Its obvious what's happening here.  Everyone sit."

Will sat in a chair and waited.  No one sat.

"Sit now."

The group around him sat.

"We are all doctors and we all swore the same oath.  We all have our problems, and we will all have our trials before this tour of duty is over.  One thing that we all have to realize.  We also took an oath to Starfleet and the Federation.  We are doctors, but more than that, we are Starfleet officer. A time will come when we will have done all that we can as doctors.  When that time comes, we must go on... as soldiers."

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E.A. Ventoux
Tactical
USS Darwin


 After bieng ordered to man weapons by the Chief I kept
 track of the situation on on the scanning on my linked
 PADD. 
 (toward Chief Dodge)

-Chief, the weapons are funtional, shields at 100%

 in that moment CCO Shikara gave her report on the
 posible findings on the fifth planet...

 Toward the Captian

-Captian, wont it be adviseble to bring some of the
 scientist, "experts on the subjet" to help us on the
 scaning of the planet?

(ensign Ventoux has never really liked scientist, maybe
 his disdain of them is carring over)
   
 After the answer of the Capt he continue to monitor the
 shield and weapons. plus he kept on working on his
 program in his PADD...

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I will post a new duty roster each month, or whenever a new crewmember joins my section.  

Josh Epstein
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William Slade

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Medical Org Chart: 49902.14

	     Dr. William Slade(CMO)
			|
			|
		Merken (AMO)
			|	
			|
Jennifer Montova --- Mark Pauls---Takkiri Milon


SHIFT ASSIGNMENTS:  Sickbay: On-Duty Physicians

Alpha Shift: (0000-0800)  Takkiri Milon

Beta Shift:  (0800-1600)  Jennifer Montova

Gamma Shift: (1600-2400)  Mark Pauls

SHIFT ASSIGNMENTS:  Sickbay:  Commanding Physician

Alpha Shift: (0000-0800)  On-Duty Physician

Beta Shift:  (0800-1600)  Dr. William Slade

Gamma Shift: (1600-2400)  On-Duty Physician

Doctor Slade and Mr. Merken will be available on emergency
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Merken
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"First Shift"
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After listening to Dr. Slade, Merken spoke up, "Yes sir, we understand 
our duties, it's just that Milon, Montova and myself had a diffrence of 
opinion on what we are here for, that is all, but thank you for 
clarifying it for us sir."  He then smiled and stood. 

"Sir, if it's all right, I would like to send Montova and Milon to thier 
quarters so they may stow their gear and then Milon would return to take 
over her shift, I'll stay here for the remainder of the Yellow alert."

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==================================================
Alexander Corum
Tactical Officer
SD=(im not sure what date I should use)
Scanning. . . . . . .
=================================================
Alex stood on the bridge continuing scanning.

"Noting,nothing,nothing"He thought to himself,"if I cant find out
where it is,I should find out where it isn`t."

Alex started on the first planet.

"Cant be there,that planet cannot support life.
Cant be the second,third,fourth. . . ."

"The fifth,maybe.The sixth,maybe.The seventh,no."
The rest of the planets could not support.<OCC I have no idea how many
planets there are so that will have`ta do>

"Mr. Dodge"

Neil looked up

"Yes"

"My scans show that the base can only be on the fifth or sixth planet."

"Thank you Mr. Corum"

<<<OCC I really dont know what to do at this part of the sim.If i
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Ens. Christopher Thomas Corum=USS Horizon-A=Human
Ens.James Daniel Corum=First Contact Office=Human-Vulcan
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Ens. Gul`dan=Section 31=Romulan
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" 
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<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>Ensign Barb 
Braht</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT color=#000000 face="Times New Roman" size=2>uss Darwin Botanics 
officer</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Arboretum</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>49902.14</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>====================</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Braht returned from his medical pleased 
to finally be back in &quot;his&quot; Arboretum, </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>He let out a huge sigh of relief, and 
checked his PADD, </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Interesting; a request for herbs and 
spices from the cook, there were plenty of both he'd have to invite the guy down 
to find out in detail how much of what he neded</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>, he reached up to tap his comm 
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<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>=====Yellow Alert======</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Maybe it could wait.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2></FONT>&nbsp;&quot;Mozart to<BR>Miller 
and Braht, please report to the bridge immediately.&quot;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>It would definately have to wait.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>Making a mental note to contact the chef as soon as he could 
Braht made his way to the Turbolifts</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>============</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2>The bridge doors opened and Braht stepped onto the bridge for 
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<DIV><FONT size=2>They all looked so damn young, a sea of Ensigns.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2>&lt;&lt;&lt;ooc happy valentines day to you all,&nbsp; I'm not 
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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.14
"Exciting News"
--------------------------- 

Dorothy Mozart looked up when Shikara reported her findings. "Einsteinium?
Nobelium? My god, these elements are not only extremely instable, they also
require a radioactive source." She walked over to the science console, and
skimmed over the data Shikara had extracted from the scan results.

"Focus all sensor capacity on the fifth planet, Dodge. I think it is safe
to say that we're on to something here. Terra-formers or primitive power
source, we found something that definitely doesn't belong here."

Turning back toward Shikara, she could feel the excitement of discovery
flood through her body. "Can you tell us anything about the concentration
gradient?" she inquired. "Or any other distributions or energy emissions
that could help us pinpoint the source?"

Her chief science officer simply shrugged. "Unfortunately not. The trace
amount of those elements is the same throughout the entire atmosphere,
which is quite unusual actually. Maybe we will pick up something by
broadening the EM sensor bandwidth."

Captain Mozart nodded. "Make it so." At the same moment the turbolift doors
swooshed open and Braht and Miller stepped onto the bridge. She smiled.
"Well, Ensign Ventoux, here are your experts..."

She motioned to Dodge to give a brief summary of the current situation and
then continued to assign tasks to the two scientists. "Ensign Braht, please
scan for any inconsistencies in the planet's vegetation." She pointed to a
science console in the back of the bridge. "There might be an increase in
temperature in the station's vicinity, as well as a change in the
environmental conditions due to waste disposal or low residual radiation. I
want you to look for anything that might give away the stations location."

Turning to Miller, she continued. "Although you are not a geologist, I
presume you have knowledge of basic Archeology, which will be extremely
helpful in our current situation. I would like you to scan for any unusual
structures on the planet's surface. Please report anything you might find,
even if it only appears to be very minor. Combined with our other scan
results it might be of great importance."

For a while, the bridge became silent with anticipation and the frantic
beeping of the science and tactical consoles was the only thing to be
heard. The captain had to fight down the urge to ask for reports several
times. After all, her officers would announce their results immediately and
there was no use in worsening the pressure and tension by asking for
results that weren't available yet.

Then, finally, the silence was broken and excitement was clearly audible in
the voice announcing the latest findings.

<<anyone, jump in and continue... yay, technobabble, don't you love it? ;)>>

<<Also, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY  to all of you!!!>


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Everybody, please welcome Ensign Webb, our new Physics Officer. Depending
on his area of expertise, he might want to work together with either our
Astronomy department or our Antimatter specialist.

Also, this is just to remind you that the Darwin only has 12 decks... so
Milon and Montova, you might want to reconsider the location of your
quarters ;)

And another thing... PLEASE, no forwards, chainletters or anything else
that is not related to the sim. Thanx.

Live long and prosper,
Capt. Dorothy Mozart



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        "Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars."

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This is not a sim part, this is to Montova, Milon, and the Captain.

The quarter arrangements were my fault, it was a rough guess after 
skimming through the ship structure on the site, sorry.  Montova, your 
quarters are on Deck 5, Milon yours are on 6, I hope these will do, if 
not, ask the Captain for help.  Again, sorry for the mixup Captain.



Merken AMO, U.S.S. Darwin

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Paul Brehmer
Ensign
49902.14

Paul watched as everyone on the Bridge jumped to stations. Alex started
scanning. Paul tried his best to remain out of the way. Nervously, Paul
stepped up to the other display. It was pretty similar to the ones in the
trainers and after a few minutes he was using the ship's sensors to search
for the base.

 "My scans show that the base can only be on the fifth or sixth planet.",
said Alex

Then the Captain's interlink went off:

"Captain? There is something interesting about the atmosphere of the fifth
planet. I found traces of many instable elements. It should be almost
impossible to find them on a planet that has had a natural evolution;
somehow the entire planet must have been exposed to high levels of energy
recently. I cannot say this for certain, but I think that there have been
Terra- Formers working on this planet."

Paul concentrated his scans on the fifth planet. There was nothing there,
just the trace elements in the atmosphere. Suddenly, there was a flicker.

"Sir, I have a faint trace of something on the fifth planet !"

The flicker faded, Paul adjusted the the controls, the crossconnect with
the Science sensors, helped a lot. Suddenly he had a firm display.

"Sir, there's a faint power source on the fifth palnet. Can't pin it down
just yet. It's somewhere on that planet though."

"Hold on just a sec, I got it too." said Alex. "Paul, try adjusting the
hyperkinetic tacyon gain."

"Thanks, got it now. It's in the northern hemisphere, I think. The source
is hidden under a modified nutrino shield."

Alex worked his display, "Yep, there it is. Can't read anything about the
base though. The shield cuts everything out. We'd never have even detected
it without the science crosslink. We
need to get closer to the base to get anymore detail, but if we move Darwin
there, we're almost certain to be caught."

Ensign Dodge stepped forward.

"Captain, recommend we send out a Class III Planetary probe. It should get
close enough to read under the shield and tell us about the base. It's
also  small enough where it won't be detected."

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Jennifer Montova
MO
49902.14
Quarters

  Jennifer carried her bags out of Sickbay and headed for the turbolift, which
she took to deck five.  She exited the turbolift and walked through the
corridor until she found her quarters, the doors opened on her command.  She
stepped inside and looked around, she could tell that her quarters were for a
single.  "Thank God no roommate."  She dropped her bags in the center of the
room, she opened the one  that contained her clothing.  She pulled out the
down jumpsuit, she quickly changed into it.  She was actually surprised that
no one had asked her about the other bag considering its awkward shape and
size, she had just guessed that no one had seen a ski equipment bag before.
She unzipped the smaller bag and pulled out a small disk, she held her hand
like it was gold.  It had cost her a week's pay, and now all she had to do was
try it out.
  She left her quarters with the ski bag in one hand and the disk in the
other.  "Computer state the location of the Holodeck."
  "deck 8" the computer responded.
  Jennifer Rode the turbolift to deck 8, she was thankful that no one else
appeared on the turbolift; she had no desire to explain the bag and equipment.
She got out on Deck 8, and walked down to the Holodeck.  "Computer open
Holodeck, authorization 2499, Montova, Jennifer, Ensign."  The doors to the
Holodeck opened, and Jennifer stepped inside.  She waited for the doors to
close behind her, before inserting the disk into the program.  She pulled her
skis, polls and boots out of the bag and sat down and put her boots on. Once
she was ready she gave the command.  "Computer install program Squaw Valley
2499, delete safety protocols per command 4825, Mozart, Dorothy, Captain."  A
smile came across her face as the disk that she paid so much for had worked,
she had the codes.  She watched as the Holodeck was transformed into a mammoth
size mountain of snow, one ski lift going up.  "That's more like it."  She
said as she got on the ski lift and took it to the top, as she rode up she
could feel the stress drain from her.
  She got off at the top and took the steepest, fastest way down; straight
through the trees.  This was going to be one of her fastest runs yet, the more
the stress the faster she went.  She diverted off the trail and took the other
trail that was marked for experts, she was not expert skier but that did not
matter.  It was the danger that she was after,the thrill of surviving one more
time.  Once at the bottom she realized it was not enough, she had go again.
As she got on the ski lift again, time as she knew it had stopped.



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Ghras Dark'Blooded, a new TAC officer looked up from his console. He
remembered talking to his old friend, Drizzt, on the USS Amazon. They
experimented on a new ground scan technology. The away team set up the
scanners on the surface of the planet, and they located an enemy base through
a very unstable atmosphere, similar to the one on the fifth planet of this
system... He wasn't sure of the technology used, but thought that the idea was
worth telling to the captain. 


<OOC: This is my first email sim.. so bear with me people. If I screw up too
bad just give me a quick slap, that usually works> 

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OOC: Sorry about the time it's taken me. You know, people get busy, etc.
etc.;-)

Clavel was putting a picture up on her office wall. It was the middle of
the day and she was posting a picture because the Tactical goons had
commandeered her sensors. She was effectively blind and she was bored out
of her skull. The office walls were closing in on her and she didn't know
what was happening out there, and she didn't know if Jem'Hadar soldiers
were ready to start massacring the lot of them. She was nervous, jumpy,
and all she had to do was post pictures on her wall.
	Clavel screamed and aimed a punch at the bulkhead. She pulled it
just before it hit, changed her balance and hit it instead. She pivoted
again and kicked the wall even harder. She crouched down into a fighters
position punching out at one of the filled boxes by her door. It spilled,
littering the floor with odds and ends and half blocking the door. She
wasn't worn out yet so she started punching her chair (doesn't hurt as
much as the bulkhead). She punched, picturing in her mind the holos of
Jem'Hadar soldiers she had seen on news broadcasts for what felt like her
entire lifetime. She hit, and decked, and cutted, and...
	"Ensign!!!" a shout came from her now open door. Clavel pivoted
and noticed Remiklos Jackson standing in the doorway. She straightened her
back and looked at him imperiously.
	"Yes Mr. Jackson?"
	"I would like to ask what you were doing sir." he replied grimly.
	"I was punching my chair Ensign."
	"I could see that sir. Why?"
	"Because I was frustrated Ensign. Really, it is my chair and if I
want to punch it I should be able to, don't you think?"
	"Really I don't think that's the kind of behaviour a Starfleet
officer should indulge in. At least, not if one is proper."
	Clavel winced inwardly. So he still remembered that little lecture
she had given him. She knew she should have been more easygoing about
that. "You're right Mr. Jackson, but done is done." she swiped a hand up
in a vain attempt to straighten her hair. Her hands froze as a thought
came to mind. "Did you ever study the old spectroscopy techniques Mr.
Jackson?"
	"Why? What do you have in mind?" he asked cautiously
	"Even thought we don't have the sensors at our full disposal we do
have those magnificent antiques just waiting to be used. We could still do
a little cataloguing and fill in the missing pieces when we get out
sensors back." She smiled at him slyly and he smiled back "Sound good to
you?"
	"Sounds great." he replied, turned and moved towards the
observation side of the Lab. Clavel grinned and followed him. Perhaps this
day wouldn't be a total waste after all.

Ensign Clavel Montenerro Islanda
Chief Astronomy Officer
USS Darwin


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"It must often be so, ... that when things are in danger, some one has to
give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them."

				-J.R.R. Tolkien
			    (The Return of the King)
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==========================
Ensign Gaeriel
Assistant Science Officer
Stardate 49902.15
"Fidgitting"  (sp?)
Science Labs
==========================

    Gaeriel had done what she could in the labs but after sensors were 
turned over there wasn't much she could do.  Some of the scientists were 
busying themselves with work, that is, what work they could do without 
their sensors.  But Gaeriel didn't have any work she wanted to do right 
now.  She returned to her office in a vain attempt to find something to 
do.  She finished up going over the PADDs that had covered her desk 
earlier in no time flat.  

    She paced a bit.  

    If only she knew what was going on on the bridge.  She hated not 
being in control like this.  In the twentieth century she had hated 
flying, it was the only way to get around then and she'd grin and bare 
it when necessary, but the lack of control had always been a problem.  
That's why she preferred her little starship, exploring the galaxy her 
way.  Why did she ever join StarFleet in the first place?  

    She realized she was pacing very hard now, almost stomping with 
every step.  If not for the titanium in the bulkheads everyone would 
have heard her by now.  She began feeling a little claustrophobic.  
Trying to calm herself she stopped and leaned against her desk.  She 
needed a walk.  She strode out of the office and straight to the 
turbolift with a purposeful gait.  Truely, if anyone had observed her at 
that moment they might have thought she was on very important business 
and avoided distracting her accordingly.  It was a reflex she had built 
up over the years.  Whenever she was upset and wanted to be alone she 
just walked as if the fate of the universe rested solely on her getting 
where ever she was going with as little incident as possible.  

    Sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn't.  



    <<OOC:  Does it work this time?  If someone doesn't interupt me I'll 
just go on to the turbo lift and whatever...  Some one? Anyone?>>

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Ensign Edward Webb
Chief Physics Officer
Stardate: 499902.15
"To the Labs"

	Webb stepped onto the turbolift.  Now that he had gotten all his stuff into his room on deck six, and looked quickly over the Darwin crew Starfleet records, he was going to go down to the science labs on deck 7.  "Deck seven." he said, looking at the ship layout on a PADD in his hand.  The turbolift quickly arrived on the science lab deck, and he got out.  He then saw someone that he remembered from the Starfleet records.
	"Ensign... Gaeriel?  Hello, I'm the new physics officer on the Darwin, Ensign Edward Webb." he noticed that she had a determined look before he spoke to her, but it was too late to do anything about it now. 
	"Hello, Mr. Webb.  Welcome to the Darwin."
	"Thanks.  This is my first posting, as it is for many people on this ship.  Say, were we in the same graduating class?" he said.  Gaeriel shook her head.
	"I'm sorry, I don't quite remember that.  I must be going now, you see."  she said to him.
	"I understand." he said with a nod.  As Ensign Gaeriel continued towards the turbolift, he looked at the PADD he held again.  There was a small lab, he wasn't sure if it was a physics lab or not, near his position.  As he walked toward it, he saw it was empty. He walked into it, and sat down in a nearby chair.  "Computer, is this the physics lab?"  He asked.  The computer said it was.  Well, it was pretty small, on the downside.  It did look new enough, like it was another room recently, but transformed into a physics lab.  It seemed like he would be seeing a lot of this room.  There was a table in the middle with various compartments, two database computers on the walls left and right of the entrance, and a large viewscreen on the direct opposite side of the entrance.  There were numerous other things, but he didn't look over them too closely.  He started looking through the current location and situation of the Darwin.

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Ensign Takarri Milon
Medical
Stardate 049902.15
Sick bay
"Quarters"
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"Thank you doctors, "  She said with all the dignity of her race, " I'll
be back for my shift."  She assured them.

Picking up her bag, she headed out of the sick bay and into the nearest
turbo lift.  "Deck 6"  she said and it speedily delivered her to her
deck and asking the computer for her room number, she quickly found her
room.  She showered quickly and changed into a uniform and headed back
down to sick bay to begin her shift.  There would be time to unpack
later.

Feeling much better, she went back down to sick bay to begin her shift.
The doors open at her command and she finds Dr. Merken and Dr. Slade
still in conversation.  Dr. Merken looks up at her entrance and she
gives him an assuring smile and continues to make sure that all is in
readiness for whatever may be coming our way.

<<Any special orders or those who are not doing anything that still
possibly need physicals I could do them here or can I?>>

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<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Ensign Barb Braht</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Uss Darwin Botanics 
officer</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>The Bridge</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>49902.15</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>====================</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>While the bridge crew continued to 
discuss the use of a small recconaissance probe, Braht recalibrated his sensors 
to try another tack.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>If they were using a&nbsp; neutrino 
shield, he'd get no radioactive resonance reports, </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>he toggled the diapragm on the main 
dish receptor, Macro, let's look for particulates.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Nothing specific, but...</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot;Captain there is an extremely 
high density of atomised alkaloids in the atmosphere surrounding the peninsula 
on the Northern Hemisphere.&quot;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot;Meaning... what Mr Braht &quot;, 
the Captain looked concerned,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&nbsp;her Scientific heart leaping 
ahead of her starfleet mind.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot; Meaning, The narcotic effect on 
any carbon based life forms entering the area would render them useless, any 
skin contact.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Meaning full atmosphere suits on any 
raiding parties we choose to send,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>meaning clumsiness&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 
and failur......&quot;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot; Enough,&quot; Cut in Capatin 
Mozart</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot; I don't require a military 
analysis,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>Mr Braht Complete your data aquisition 
and confer with tactical.&quot;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&quot;Mr Miller were looking for 
alkaloid processing plants...&quot;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2></FONT>&nbsp;</DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>&lt;&lt;&lt;ooc do we have any crew 
members not susceptible to alkaloid poisoning?</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face="Times New Roman" size=2>also are there any data sources that 
can bring me up to speed on jem 'Hadar, were only just rescreening DS9 here in 
England and I missed most of the last series on terrestrial, 
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Ensign Matthew Ronin
SD  49902.15 (I think)
Microbiologist
"Reporting for duty"
=================

<<Sorry for not posting sooner.....my parent's finally recieved my report
card...GULP!... :oP>>

Ronin walked down the hallway, looking for his quarters. He had wandered
around for a long time now, to no avail. "Finally..." He said. "He looked up
and read the PADD the Captain gave him. "Hmm...Computer...Ensign Ronin..."
he muttered, not knowing the command for the door to open. But...to his
surprise the door swooshed open. Ronin stood there and pondered for a
second, before realizing the door was voice activated. "Keul..." he said in
a boyish voice.

The room was small, but fairly adequate to his needs. He had grown up in a
small colony, where his room was even half the size. He was used to it.

In the corner stood a small desk, with a small computer console and a lamp.
A bed stood at the end of the room, with a small closet, and shelf next to
it.

Ronin approached the closet. Inside were 3 Starfleet standard issue
uniforms, a phaser, a PADD, and a comlink (forget what they call those small
things).

Then...a klaxon went off...it yelled down the halls of the ship...Ronin had
never heard such a thing before...he immediatly dressed and rushed out the
room and into a turbo-lift.

"Hmmph..." He looked at his PADD. "Report to the Science labs...eh?". Ronin
stood there pondering for a moment. He already oriented himself with  the
turbo-lift before, so this shouldn't be such a challenge. "Computer..." he
stumbled. "De-c-kk 7..."

"Acknowledged" the computer responded, and the lift began to move. After a
few seconds, they re-opened and Ronin left the lift and entered the Main
Science Lab.

Data flashed everywhere...lights blinked non-stop...Officers running around,
preforming assigned duties...

"H-h-h-ello?" Ronin said quietly. "I-i'm suppo-s-ed to be reporting for
d-d-uty" he stuttered a little. "I'm looking for the Chief Science-- is
Shikara here?" he asked....

<<Some science dude better jump in and get me oriented with the ship and my
duties...or i'll be wandering around screwing with computers and trying to
figure out where the rest rooms are located...>>




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After Montova and Milon left, Merken turned to Slade and smiled.  "Well, 
you certainly know how to handle your staff."  Merken noticed the 
tension in Slade's face. Puzzled he hazarded a question, "Um...I guess 
you don't think that went over too well." Slade turned to Merken with a 
frown, "No, that was not good at all, I expect my medical staff to 
compliment each other like a well oiled machine, I need them to work 
well together under pressure and not bite each other's head off at the 
first sign of tension."


Merken nodded, he could certainly see how that could prove a problem, 
but ever the optimist he tried to play it off, "Well I'm sure after a 
while they'll grow to work together and maybe even rely and trust one 
another, after all, they both are doctors and want the same thing, to 
help people."  Slade nodded as well, "Maybe so, but I would like to see 
that a lot sooner than later."  Merken smiled and moved to one of the 
biobeds, he then rembered something and spoke back up, "Oh, you said 
something about a gentlemen's club on the holodeck you wanted me to try 
out with you?"

----go ahead doc----


Message to Captain, Deltans are immune to Alkaloid posioning as well as 
a majority of poisions and chemicals, as well as diseases.  If you need 
me, just +tap+

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Ensign Robert Ferrow
Helm
Statdate 49902.15
"Still Here"
------------
Ferrow punched in a few more commands.  Check engines, check navigation
systems, refine course, scan for anything in the ships way....Then do it all
over again.  How long had they been at Yellow alert?  At least a couple hours.
 Rob wished he was more important so maybe he could walk around and talk in
Science gibberish.  The intelligent are always more important.  Oh well, he
had his place in the cycle of things, and no matter what, he would always be,
still here...

<<I haven't posted for a while, because I really haven't had anything to say:)
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  =============================
 Ensign Shikara	 
 Chief Science Officer
 =============================

Just a short note, because are complete by now...
First of all, as it concerns the duty shifts: there seems to have been some
confusion about who was on duty when in the science department. Since most
of us appear to be working at the moment, why don't you all consider
yourself alpha shift (if that's ok with you, Captain), and leave the beta
and gamma shift to some nameless crew members... So we will maybe be able
to get some interaction between the different sub-departments going. If
anyone of you prefers to work at night or wants to be beta/gamma shift for
some other reason, just tell me-- then I will work out some "real" duty
schedules.

Also: If you have been thinking of something you always wanted to do with
your sub-department- go ahead and try to talk Shikara and/or Gaeriel into
it. If you don't have any ideas whatsoever concerning what you want to do-
that's fine, too, because as soon as we get out of that Gana Omicron
system, we will have a department meeting, and then I myself will think of
something ... nice  :)

And, last but not least: Welcome to the science department, Ronin and Webb!

Shikara

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==========================
Ensign Gaeriel
Assistant Science Officer
Stardate 49902.15
"Ensign Ronin"
==========================


"<<Some science dude better jump in and get me oriented with the ship 
and my duties...or i'll be wandering around screwing with computers and 
trying to figure out where the rest rooms are located...>>"
<<OOC: LOL, Ronin, I almost wanted to let you do that...;) >>


    As Gaeriel walked away from Ensign Webb she felt a slight pang of 
guilt.  She should have been more friendly.  She needed to get over her 
antisocial tendencies.  Just as she was considering turning back and 
showing the Physics Officer to his lab, she turned a corner and saw a 
slightly flustered looking officer in Science blue step out the 
turbolift doors.  

    "H-h-h-ello?" Ronin said quietly. "I-i'm suppo-s-ed to be reporting 
for d-d-uty" he stuttered a little. "I'm looking for the Chief Science-- 
is Shikara here?" he seemed to ask the bulkheads.  Gaeriel thought that 
the bulkheads were probably the ones most likely to have the answer.  
With a slight smile, she pushed that thought out of her mind.  She was 
being selfish, running from the science labs like that.  Where did she 
think she was going anyways?  

    She approached the Ensign.  "Hello, perhaps I can help you.  Cheif 
Shikara is on the bridge at the moment, I'm Gaeriel, the Assistant 
Science Officer."  She held out her hand.  

    Ronin accepted it and smiled.  "Matthew Ronin, Microbiology."  They 
continued to talk as Gaeriel guided him down the corridors towards the 
Microbiology lab...



    <<OOC:  Ronin, feel free to orchestrate the conversation if you 
wish, my bio isn't up yet- I don't think- so it'll be a little difficult 
for Gaeri to say much about herself, but she doesn't really like to talk 
about her past much anyhow... >>

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Clavel carefully adjusted the antique CCD that was attached to the antique
telescope, the big one that was actually embedded into the ship's hull.
She wouldn't have much time to take these observations as the Darwin was
orbiting the planet rather quickly and soon the system's sun would be
invisible. This spectrum would set her on the way of uncovering some f the
mysteries of another star.
	Clavel looked over at the chronometer and readied the computer to
begin taking the data. She looked over at Remiklos Jackson. He was sitting
by the holo-projector, fiddling with some piece of equipment, probably
finishing up the diagnostic. An idea hit Clavel, two people in this lab at
one time was one person too many. They had a full 24 hour increment to
cover, not just the 8 or 12 hours of ship's 'day'. Perhaps... 
	"Computer, start spectroscopy data catch now." she instructed and
walked over to where Ensign Remiklos sat.
	"You know Mr. Jackson. It isn't really necessary for both of us to
be here at once. How about I take the day shift and you take the night
shift and everything will just flow swimmingly." she smiled at him "Go on,
get outta here. You're just sitting here bored, especially with the
sensors down. You can take a short shift tonight and then a full one
tomorrow night, after you've started to get into the groove."
	He grinned back at her "Yes sir." he replied "I've got to get my
physical done with anyway."
	"Then scoot." she said and he promptly obeyed orders, walking from
the Lab. Clavel grinned at herself, maybe she was getting the hang of this
whole command thing after all. She moved over to the computer console and
checked the influx of data. At least she was going to have something. Now,
to see about those holographs...

OOC: I'll just be puttering around ye ol Lab so if anyone wants to stick
his/her head in feel free;-).

Ensign Clavel Montenerro Islanda
Chief of Astronomy
USS Darwin


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"<<I haven't posted for a while, because I really haven't had anything 
to say:)  But I just wanted everyone to know I'm still here>"

LOL, Nice to know someone's still flying this ship :)

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Ensign Ronin
SD 49902.15
Microbiologist
"Hallway chatter"
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"So...Gaeriel...how long have you been on this ship...I'd really like to
know what it's like here...it's my first visit to a Starfleet vessel you
know..." Ronin said

"Really...never been on a starship before...eh?" Gaeriel asked.

"Nope, closest thing to it that I've been on was a shuttlecraft...It was a
really interesting expierence though....I expect to see more with
theDarwin...seems like a great ship..." he said. "Haven't met the crew
though, only the Captain and you"

<<Gaeri...feel free to continue...or just play dull and bored and lead me to
my laboratory... =o) >>



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Dorothy A. Mozart
Commanding Officer
Stardate 49902.15
"Eureka"
--------------------------- 

"So the base is on the Northern hemisphere... concentrate all our scans on
that peninsula." She pointed at the magnified visual on the viewscreen.

So they had finally found it. Still, something about those alkaloids was
nagging in the back of her mind and she turned to look at Braht. "Can you
tell if these alkaloids are native to the planet or deliberately brought to
the planet, presumably by the Jem'Hadar?" She shook her head. "Because if
they're artificially introduced into the atmosphere, we might have a bigger
problem than we originally thought. I've never heard of the Jem'Hadar using
heterocyclic compounds as a defense mechanism, maybe we've stumbled across
a new type of chemical warfare here."

Her voice sounded much more urgent now than it had only a few minutes ago.
"Dodge, get started on sending out that probe immediately. I want the
energy emissions reduced as much as we can without affecting the sensor
capacity and I want the data transmission stream concealed as much as
possible. It is very unlikely that the probe will be spotted, but I still
don't want it to give away our position if it doesn't remain undetected.

"Helm, please take us as close to the planet as we can without being
detected. I want to find out what's underneath that neutrino shield."

She smiled at Braht's eagerness to give a full military analysis, however,
she preferred to leave that to the experts. If he could learn to channel
that energy into his own area of expertise, he would make a great scientist
and Starfleet officer one day. "So far our orders have been to gather as
much information as we can while still remaining hidden. So I wouldn't
worry about sending down any away teams now," she commented.

The captain hoped that Starfleet left it that way. Sending down officers
into a Jem'Hadar base would clearly be a suicide mission, not the best
thing to happen to a ship on her first mission. And if they managed to get
close enough to the planet, they could even take a couple of samples from
the alkaloids in the atmosphere. If they were artificial - and there was
always that possibility - she wanted to have them analyzed by their
biomedical specialist right away.


<<Just so you know... you should all consider yourselves Alpha shift, you
can make up crewmembers for beta and gamma shift, but we're not going to
bother with that. In situations like this you'll be pulling double shifts
anyways ;)>>

<<Dark'Blooded, just go ahead and make your suggestion...>>

<<Those of you who don't have anything to do, go ahead and get your
physicals done...>>


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Capt. Dorothy A. Mozart --- CO U.S.S. Darwin
Cmdr. Deis Leah, M.D. --- AMO U.S.S. Lexington
k'Taris, Liaison to Romulus --- Empok Nor
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===========================
Ensign Gaeriel
Assistant Science Officer
Stardate 49902.15
"Ensign Ronin"
===========================


    "Well, I hope I've given a favorable first impression of the Science 
Department."  Ronin politely assured her that she had.  "As to how long 
I've been on the ship, I'm not sure to tell you the truth.  I believe 
it's been close to two days, but with all the excitement and what not 
that comes with a ship first leaving space dock, I've completely lost 
track of time."  She smiled.  She hadn't even thought about how long it 
had been since she first boarded the Darwin.  

    As they walked down the corridors she pointed out all the different 
labs they passed.  As they approached the Astonomy lab Ensign Jackson 
stepped out of the door.  Gaeriel nodded to him and he nodded back as he 
continued toward the turbolift.  Gaeri whispered to Ronin after the 
astronomer had passed out of hearing range, "That's Remiklos Jackson, 
the Assistant Astronomy Officer."  She told him that Clavel Montenerro 
is Cheif of Astronomy.  "Just in case you were wondering, might as well 
get the names familiar before the next social event."  Gaeri smiled 
again.  

    She looked up and noticed that they had arrived at the Microbiology 
lab.  "Well, here we are."  She was a little sad that her task was 
completed.  Then she remembered Ronin's PADD.  Yes, it was still sitting 
on her desk.  "Oh!  Your orders!  They're still on my desk.  Um... If 
you want to get settled in I'll go get them and bring it back here for 
you.  Or you could always come with me and get a brief tour of Deck 7.  
We've seen nearly half of it already."

<<OOC:  Back to you Ronin.  >>

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Narisha Adaina Troi
Counselor
Stardate: 49902.16
More Duties
----------------------------------

Narisha suddenly awoke from her deep sleep.  She had no idea why or what
had happened.  But, now that she was awake, she figured she may as well go
ahead and get her physical done.  
Narisha got up, dressed in her uniform, and proceeded to freshen up.  When
she was done, she walked out the door and headed straight for Sick Bay
before anyone could find her.  She walked in the door, looked at Dr. Slade,
and said, "I've come in for my physical."

<take it away Slade>
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Ensign Edward Webb
Chief Physics Officer
Stardate: 49902.15
"Hello, Ms. Montenerro"

	Edward headed down the hall.  Now that he had seen all the equipment  in his lab, and looked at the ship sensor array, which was incredibly large, he was going to the astronomy lab, to aquaint himself with the chief astronomer.  He looked at the PADD of the deck layout, and reached the astronomy lab.  He entered the lab, and there was a woman with hazel eyes and dark brown hair standing looking through an old telescope.
	She heard him enter, turned, and said "Hello, can I help you?" in a clear trained voice.
	"Hello, I'm Ensign Edward Webb, the new physics officer on the Darwin." He went over to her and shook her hand. "Looks like we might be working together alot.  This is my first posting, and I'm very new here.  In fact I just got back from first going to my physics lab, and I want to get aquainted with the crew."
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	"Hello, Ms. Montenerro" he said.  He looked at the telescope.  "So, what are you working on?"

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Ensign Ronin
SD 49902.15
Microbiologist
"Brief Tour of Deck 7"
================

"Hmmph..." Ronin walked into his lab. "This is really something...back on
Janigra II, All i was given was a microscope, the Church's library, and a
small wooden desk...I don't even know what some of this equipment does..."
Ronin picked up a medical tricorder

"Heh" Gaeriel laughed to herself. "That's quite alright...our science team
is always willing to help get new crew oriented"

"Oh, well...anyways....Sure, I'd love a tour of Deck 7..." Ronin said

"Alright, let's go" Gaeri exited the room, being followed by Ronin...

"Boy, this people sure are nice..." Ronin said to himself as the small tour
began...


<<Take it away...!>>



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Merken
AMO
"Counselor Physical"
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Just as Dr. Slade was about to speak, Narisha Troi walked in the room. 

She looke at Dr. Slade, "I'm here for my physical." 

Merken looked up at her, she wasn't bad looking, not for a half Betazoid 
anyway, he had always been partial to their race, maybe because they 
were almost as free with their sexuality as his race was.

Slade looked up to the good Counselor, "Well Counsleor Troi, glad you 
could stop in, I think my assistant here would like to take that honor, 
he has something he would like to discuss with you."  Slade looked to 
Merken with a knowing glance.  Merken nodded and lead the counselor to 
one of the biobeds, he asked her to lay down while he snapped on the med 
sensors.  He looked down to the counselor while he played a medical 
tricorder over her, and hoping his pheremone depressant was functioning 
to proper levels.  At that thought the counselor smiled,"Yes, I think 
the depressant is working just fine, Dr. Merken."  If Merken had 
capilliraes in his face, he would be blushing quite red now, 
fortunately, he had none, unfortunately the person he was hoping 
couldn't read his emotions was Betazoid.  He quickly composed himself 
and allowed himself a wide grin and continued scans.

Then the counselor spoke up, "You know, I beleive this is the first time 
I have encountered a Deltan before."  She smiled in a very comforting 
way, Merken gave her one of his patented winning smiles.

"Well, not many of us enlist to Starfleet, most Deltans prefer to stay 
on planet and...pursue more carnal forms of self fullfilment."  Troi 
seemed to smile at that thought.  Merken pushed on to ask what he had 
been wanting to ask, "Counselor, I've...been a bit intrested in the case 
of Alexis Dax, and I've been working on possible reasons for her 
spontaneous phases of confusion and flashbacks."  He paused for a moment 
to collect his thoughts and then continued, "I was just wondering what 
your proffesional psychological view of her problem might be that could 
help aloung my medical reason for her...condition"

He noticed the look on Troi's face and then faltered as he tried to 
explain himself and his reason's for asking, "I'm..not trying...to 
intrude upon her personal life...what I mean is...uh..well, it's just 
that.."  Troi sat up and gestured for him to stop, she smiled then, "I 
feel that your intentions mean well, and you don't sound at all callous 
to me."  Merken smiled at that and gestured for her to continue while he 
finished his scans.



----go ahead counselor----

----Dr. Slade, remind me later about the holodeck thing----


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> I must say I was very surprised to see all the email I have received daily 
> as a result of joining the ship.  Unfortunately, it's too much for me to go 
> through each week.  You see I am a technical recruiter and get about 80-100 
> emails per day at work and I simply cannot handle the volume at home.  Thank
> you for the opportunity to meet a fine group of people and good luck with 
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I must say I was very surprised to see all the email I have received daily as
a result of joining the ship.  Unfortunatly, it's too much for me to go
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emails per day at work and I simply cannot handle the volume at home.  Thank
you for the opportunity to meet a fine group of people and good luck with your
storyline.
Liseeri
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Narisha Troi
Counselor
49902.15
Counselor Physical
--------------------------------

"Merken, that is confidental information.  You should know that I can not
disclose any information shared with me unless absolutely necessary....and
this is NOT necessary.   Now, if you'd please excuse me, I'd like Dr. Slade
to complete the rest of my physical."

With that, Merken left and motioned Dr. Slade over to Narisha.

<Slade, take it away>












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Jennifer Montova
Medical Officer
49902.15
Holodeck


  Jennifer fought to catch her breath, after the 7th run she was tired and no
longer had the stress of the day clinging to her.  She snapped off her ski's
and sat down to slip her boats off, she rubbed her tired cold feet.  "
Computer..end program."  She stated as she put her other shoes on and put her
equipment away.  She slipped the disk out of the player. " Thank you very much
Nimitz, this was worth a whole week of pay."  She put the disk in her bag and
left the holodeck.
  Once in her quarters she quickly unpacked, it didn't take long.  Next a warm
shower was in order, she stayed in longer then she probably should have but it
felt to good to leave.  Once she had a fresh uniform on she was ready to
return to sickbay, she looked at the comm badge attached to the other uniform.
A smile came across her face, she glanced at the clock.  " What the hell..it's
almost the end of shift anyway...I'll just tell them I left my badge here. "
She said out loud as she left her room and head for eight forward, the bar she
had seen when she left the holodeck.
  She walked into the bar, it was almost empty.  " Where is everyone? And give
me a whiskey with a beer back."  She said to the bartender as she pulled out
some money. 

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Merken
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"Quality Time"
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Merken was a bit taken aback at the counselor's bursque attitude, but 
quickly undertood her position.  As he stepped away from the biobed so 
that Slade could take over he mentally kicked himself for being so 
presumptous.  He mumbled something for an excuse so that he may leave 
and headed out the Sickbay doors to the nearest TL. 

In the TL he decided that if there was a problem with Alexis, he would 
have to try to research it himself, well, not totally by himself, the 
EMH and Dr. Slade may be able to help.  He didn't mean to appear rude or 
ashamed by what the counselor had told him, he just sensed that he 
should distance himself from her for the time being and also felt that 
she wanted to talk to Slade.  "Besides," he said to no one in 
particular, "there are medical staff on duty in the Sickbay right now, 
and Slade is in, so I'm not needed, might as well get a drink."

As he stepped out of the TL, he decided to head to eight forward.  Upon 
reaching it he was suprised to find Montova there, she looked a bit 
tired but satisfied.  As he neared her she looked up at him, Merken 
spoke first, "I'll have a Rigellian Ale," after he had ordered he turned 
to Montova and smiled, "So, what brings you here?"

----go ahead Montova----

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Jennifer Montova
MO
49902.13
8 forward

  Jennifer did not expect to see anyone here that she had meet, and certainly
not him.  She almost gagged on her beer, at first she thought she had been
caught.  She quickly realized he wasn't there to nail her, he was there to
drink himself.  " After a day like I had today...what wouldn't bring me here."
She finished her beer in one final gulp. " Bartender...another."  She said as
she turned to look at Merken.  " You think you could back off a little...you
are annoying me.  I came here to drink Merken...nothing else...and don't think
for a minute I'm going to fall for that stuff you guy's call....charm."  She
downed the whiskey and started on the beer.  She noticed the hurt look on his
face, she new he was just trying to be friendly, but the last thing Jennifer
wanted was to make any friends.  Friends always left you, or they died on you.
With thought she finished the second beer, and felt the rush of alcohol as it
filled her veins.  " One more bartender."  
  She carried the whiskey and beer to an empty table, she never even gave
Merken another glance.  She could feel his eyes drilling a whole in her back,
but she didn't care...she would not get hurt again.  She sat there a minute
before the nausea came again, like a wave it crashed into her.  She refused to
give into it or into the dizziness. ~ Twice in one day...what the hell is
going on~ She reached into her pocket for her pills and took one.
   

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Merken
AMO
"Feeling Down"
----------------

Merken felt like an ameboa.

All he had come here to do was get a drink, instead he got the second 
cold brush off of the day, man, was he feeling like a loser or what.

Even Deltans knew when to quit, he left eight forward and headed for his 
quarters,  he took out his sword and headed for the gym.  On the way he 
couldn't help thinking, it might be because of the pheremone depressant 
that this was happening, he had wondered if the depressant would act in 
reverse as an anti-attractant instead of just sedating the pheremones.  
With a shrug he stepped throught he gym doors and headed to a secluded 
corner of the gym and stretched.  "No need to start cramping just cause 
I'm down."  he chided himself.  After he felt loose he picked up the 
ancient katana and begin using some practice moves, just warming up a 
little, this also acted as a valve to let of a little steam for him, 
soon his swings became more powerful and determined.  After a minute or 
two he exploded into a blur of flesh and steel.  Slashing, parrying, 
over cutting, undercutting, basically just showing off, but not to 
anyone, just to releive himself of some tension.  He really needed it 
now.  All the while, thoughts raced throught his head, till finally they 
were drowned out by the moving of the blade.


----anyone, do whatever------


"Cry Havoc! And let slip the dogs of war!"



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Jennifer Montova
MO
49902.16
Quarters


  Jennifer finished her last drink, it was 3 or 5 she didn't remember or care.
She said goodnight to the bartender as she made her way out the bar and to the
turbo lift.  She hoped she wouldn't run into anyone in her present state, she
knew her feet were not responding as they should, as she swayed through the
corridor.  She entered the turbo lift..it took her a minute to remember her
floor.  " Deck 5".
  She stood at her door. " Computer open door, Montova..Jennifer."  She said,
but the doors didn't open.
  " Voice recognition unconfirmed." The computer sounded.
  " Damn it...Montova, Jennifer."  She tried to speak clearer, but the liquor
prevented it.
  " Voice recognition unclear."
  She kicked the door. " It's my voice damn it! Now open the door....M-o-n-t-
o-v-a...J-e-n-n-i-f-e-r."
  The door opened.
  Jennifer went directly to her bed, she was exhausted.  She took off her
tunic, slipped off her shoes and slacks and slipped under the covers.  She
drifted off into the liquor induced sleep, the kind where you didn't dream and
didn't think.
  She was young,  maybe five...this day seemed as any other in the camp.  She
helped her mother collect the food that they would eat that night, her father
was working in the mine.  She saw the men coming towards them, this always
caused her to retreat behind her mother.  Their appearance was frightening,
but what they did was worse.  They had brought her father along, he was
struggling with the men.  She could have swore she saw him crying, but maybe
it was dust in his eyes.  She heard the men speak to her mother and
father...but she really didn't understand.
  " The federation have killed ours..now we kill theirs." One of the men was
saying.
  She watched as the man took out his weapon, she knew what it could do...she
had seen it used before.  
  " We take the child..or we take your wife, your choice." The man spoke to
her father.
  She stepped back as her mother stood in front of her.
  " Very well."  The man said
  Her mothers body was heavy as it slammed into her after the weapon was
fired, they both had gone to the ground.  She looked up in time to see her
father attack the man...then the weapon fired again...the bright flash that
hit her father in the chest...the horrible smell...her mother's bloody body
still a top her......The sound was deafing....the repeating weapons fire...the
screaming...She screamed herself as a man dressed in dark clothes scooped her
up in his arms.....
  " You'll be all right honey...I've got you."  The man had said.
  She looked back at the lifeless bodies of her parents and screamed......
  Jennifer woke up to her own scream,  it took a moment for her to get back to
the here and now.  She was soaked from perspiration, she was nauseated and
dizzy.  She tried to sit up, but that only made it worse.  She waited for
several minutes for it to pass, then she got up and got a glass of water and
carried it over to the window.  She looked out at the stars...and waited...it
was like this almost every night for her...she had grown accustomed to it...

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Clavel smiled at the new Ensign. He did look young, but competent. She had
a feeling that she was going to like him. After all, they would be working
together quite a bit. 
	"I'm just collecting as much data about this system as I can." she
replied affably. "Since my sensors have been rerouted to Ops and Tactical
I have to work with the classics for a bit." she moved back over to the
telescope "Come on, take a look. It's really quite a view."
	"Really." Webb replied, arching an eyebrow "Then I should take a
look." he bent down and looked through the eyepiece of the telescope.
Clavel could picture what he was seeing. She had trained the telescope on
to an interesting nebula that was a few parsecs out, as near as she could
tell. It also doubled as a star factory and there were literally thousands
of hot young stars and proto-stars scattered throughout the iridescent
gases. She didn't have the equipment at her disposal to catalogue some of
the more unique formation techniques of the nebula, but she had pinpointed
it. Perhaps after this accursed war was over she would be able to come
back and study it.
	"Incredible." was Webb's only reply as he straightened himself
away from the telescope. "It's amazing that these antiques sare still in
such good condition."
	"I was amazed myself." she agreed, gesturing him towards a work
station with a few chairs. They sat down and Clavel sighed, she had been
on her feet for a while "I do have some spectrum data to go over, but
that'll keep in the computer for the moment." she looked him over once
again, trying to decide the next best line of conversation. "So this is
your first assingment huh? Well then, tell me a little about yourself."

OOC: Webb, I sure do appreciate it when people take the opportunity to
read my bio before talking to me. Thanks;-). Carry on the conversation if
you so choose;-).

Ensign Clavel Montenerro Islanda
Chief Astronomer
USS Darwin


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"It must often be so, ... that when things are in danger, some one has to
give them up, lose them, so that others may keep them."

				-J.R.R. Tolkien
			    (The Return of the King)
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Dr. William Slade
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"Evening Off"
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Will saw Narisha motion to him and simultaneously saw Merken slink away.  He walked over to the bio bed where Narisha was sitting.

"What was that all about?"

The frown on her face told it all.

"He was trying to get information on Alexis Dax from me.  I told him that I couldn't do that.  Plus I would have preferred you to do my physical."

"All right then, lets get on with it."

Will took his tricorder from his lab coat and did a quick scan of Troi. Finding nothing out of the ordinary, he snapped it shut and returned it to his coat pocket.

"Well madam, you're fit as a fiddle.  All of your bio-functions read normal.  Your brainwave activity is within norm for a Betazoid.  Now, what am I going to say next?"

"You're about to ask me to dinner."

"My goodness, this really makes things easier."

"I would be delighted."

"Great.  I'll send you the dress code."

"Where are we going?"

"I have a few great holo-programs that I use.  This one is set in about 2093 on the Hope Space Station above Earth.  We'll be eating as they launch one of the first deep space explorers."

"Well, how creative.  Is 1900 tonight okay with you?"

"Sure is.  See you then."

Will watched as Narisha left sickbay, then left a message on Merken's desk.

"Merk, Quantus club:  2000 hours tomorrow night."

Checking his chrono, Will saw that gamma shift was due to start, so he logged out and headed for his quarters.

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"Wherever I enter, I will enter only to heal, and I will do no harm..."

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E.A. Ventoux
Tactical
USS Darwin


   Aliester was at his tactical station when the
 scientist entered the bridge they went directly at
 their respective stations.
The Captians remark felt just a littler uneasy, it felt
like "oh boy! now I have done it" 
=======================================================
occ: just in character
=======================================================

 He kept himself informed of the progress of the
 scanning via his PADD. is too easy. The weapons were
 funtional the shields were at 100%. is too easy. 
Shikara and Dodge and the others were great at their
jobs. still he contunied to said to himself is too 
easy.
With a few more taps at his PADD Ventoux finished his
program.

Toward the chief Dodge

-Sir, is too easy, The Dominion is quite clever, they would have placed listening devices the would have not left the traits of terra-forming. this is too easy
we found the base too easily!

 the entire bridge heard his remark...

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Merken 
AMO
"Looking for a friend"
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Merken sat in the gym, his chest heaving slightly and his body beaded in 
moisture.   He headed to one of the gym showers and the transporter 
there beamed his clothes away and water began to pour from the nozzle.  
He kept telling the computer hotter till he could barely stand it.  
After a few minutes of this to relax himself, he turned off the water 
and replicated a new uniform.  He then headed out of the gym doors to 
his quarters with his sword neatly wrapped up.

After he placed his sword in it's pedestal, he went to his desk and 
typed out an apology for his inquiry to the counselor.  After he sent 
it, he sat back and looke at the ceiling.  "Well, I'm off till morning I 
suppose, as much fun as a holodeck sounds,"  Merken frowned at this, he 
really wanted company tonight. After a moment of thought he smiled and 
headed out the door, "Just hope she's in."  

As he neared Milon's door he began to focus his pheremones to their 
lowest possibel level, the depressant had worn off.  He stood before the 
doors of Milon's quarters and cleared his throat, he heard the chime 
>from inside announcing someone was there, he spoke up then.  "Milon? Are 
you there?"

-----yes or no?-----:)


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LtCmdr Emaltha Talvis Stevens
Executive Officer
Stardate 49902.16
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Stevens had bolted from her quarters as soon as she heard the yellow 
alert.  Unfortunately she had developed a terrible habit of bumping into 
people.  The first ensign (a Bolian) spent five minutes appologizing 
profusely for "causing unneccessary delays in the Commander's duties" 
and the second person, a Lieutenant, saw fit to complain at that exact 
moment about her duty schedule.  Stevens had begun to wonder if she 
would ever make it to the Bridge.

She stepped off the turbolift just in time to avoid yet more complaints 
>from an annoying young ensign, no older than 19, and in time to hear 
Ventoux's comment, "It's too easy."

Flashing Ventoux a glance she smirked.  "Is that your optimistic 
perspective on our first mission or are you holding out until something 
bad happens?"

Without bothering to waste time explaining to the captain why she was 
late she quickly strode to her chair, checking on ship's status, 
catching herself up on the latest.  Satisfied, she looked to the 
Captain.  "Perhaps the Jem'Hadar are getting sloppy."

<<OOC: Sorry 'bout the delay but I've been off visiting and it took 
forever to catch up on all the posts.>>


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<<Here it is folks, Ensign Webb's bio.>>

Name: Edward Webb
Species: Human
Homeworld: Earth
Sex: Male
Birthdate: Stardate 29253.46 or Wed, 2 Apr 2352 18:23 UTC
Height: 1.7 Meters
Weight: 165 pounds
Eyes: Grey
Hair: Black

Father: Thomas Webb
Mother: Margaret Sterry
Siblings: None
Marital Status: Single

Serial Number: AJC-61608

Academy: Joining Starfleet Academy in 2372, Edward Webb went into an advanced physics and Chemical Science classes, graduating with a 97%.

Special Talents: Music, excellent tuba player.
Languages: English, Latin, Vulcan

History: 
Edward was born in Seattle, Washington in an early April afternoon. His father and mother worked together for the federation in a Seattle outpost, the Seattle Federation Laboratories. They worked at the molecular level, in Chemical Sciences. When he was young he spent time there, and learned about all the different sciences. Although he did like Chemical Science, he took a special interest in physics. He learned from the people there, and read books about physics and to a lesser degree Chemical Science. He always loved to wonder what could be out in space, beyond what was already known. He talked to his parents and friends about what he learned, and that's how he acquired his talkative trait. He kept up to date on all the latest physics news, and wished to go on a starship greatly. He signed up for a pre-Starfleet training coarse, and learned how to operate on a starship. When he was in high school, his physics teacher, Barbara Chapman, inspired and encouraged him. He did very!
 well in her class, and he decided to go into the University of California when he was seventeen. He had a very nice time there, he made many friends and a girlfriend named Sarah Thompson. Even though he loved her, and he was having a good time at the university, there was something he felt missing, he felt like he needed to be out in space. He left the university after a year and enrolled in Starfleet Academy. Although he was impatient for the four years he was in the academy, once he signed up for the USS Darwin and actually got into space, the missing something he was searching for was gone. He was assigned as Chief Physics Officer on the Darwin, and assumed the rank of Ensign.

Psychological Profile:
He is friendly and optimistic, and nice to be around. He also is very talkative, and is open to other peoples views, but does not usually change his own. He uses music as a way to relieve stress, and often can be heard playing his tuba.

Physical Profile:
He is average height and weight, with glasses and short hair.