From griffon at wmis.net Tue Mar 9 21:04:20 2010 From: griffon at wmis.net (Tana Ragsdale) Date: Tue, 9 Mar 2010 21:04:20 -0500 Subject: [Vimyridge] USS Vimy Ridge MR167 (SD 950228-0307) In-Reply-To: References: Message-ID: <647C5C7E404A40458BE2BEFAEAC9AE87@Firebird> USS Vimy Ridge NCC 71704 Galaxy Class MR 167 ___________________________________________________________________ I. =/\= OOC Address =/\= Just what is inside that box that Toby is carrying in Ten Forward.... And that's all I am saying other than we have some new applications in the works waiting on Admin to look over YAY! Perfect time for fresh blood to be joining us. ~~Weekly ramble~~ ***If you need an excusal please email vimyridge-command at 14th.org*** If there's a visible U showing in the current MR eligibility for awards or promotions is suspended. Please make certain your bios are up to date or else we can't promote or give out awards! Same goes for U's. If there's any on the MR I can't hand out an award to you. In addition to your own ineligibility; the CO of the vessel, which would be me, is not eligible for awards with a crew with incomplete bios. So let's keep those bios up to date. Bios requiring action to be considered complete (Personal History, Family info parents/siblings), Transfer History, Promo History)... see anybody in Command if you need help here Vilqa or Blake) HAPPY SIMMING! K`y ~*~*~*~ XO's rant: Now where do y'all think you're runnin' off to? Just sit and wait and see what's in the box... No, we aren't suddenly in the universe of Dune. But stay tuned. Toby/Vanyel ~*~*~*~ 2O's Two Cents Worth: Cait/Robyn ~*~*~*~ _____________________________________________________________________ II =/\= Promotions/Awards and Coming & Going =/\= Promotion/Awards: N/A Coming: Soon Leaving: N/A On Leave: Reed - I received word he is doing well and will try and get in a log while away in Mexico. :) ___________________________________________________________________ III =/\= Mission Summary Report =/\= Status: Yellow Location: Departing the Tzenkethi-Federation All crew show up to Ten Forward or wait for orders -- your call. :) ___________________________________________________________________ IV =/\= Quotes =/\= Quotes: Skipped ------------------ Thank you to Saladin and Nix for searching for quotes for us. For those of you missed we'll catch you next time! ~ K`y & Toby _____________________________________________________________________ V =/\= Log of the Week =/\= Logger(s) of the week: Log of the week: _____________________________________________________________________ VI =/\= Vimy Ridge Crew Structure =/\= CO-> Captain K`ylana Vilqa - kylana.14th at gmail.com XO-> Commander Tobias Blake - griffon at wmis.net Or vasago at gmail.com vimyridge-command at 14th.org -OM-> Lt Commander Marcus Saladin mdinlongview at gmail.com -FCO-> OPEN -CEO-> Lt Commander Justin Lox - janus at magicstar.net -ENG->OPEN -CSEC->aLt Jason DuMont - trekerman5000 at yahoo.com -SEC-> Lt Nicholas Reed - dyerdon_sandren AT yahoo.com -SEC-> OPEN -CMO-> Commander Cait Blake - lathee at charter.net -MO-> Lt Commander Katrina Wilkinson - lambkin04 at yahoo.com -Counsellor-> OPEN -CSci-> Lieutenant Kylee Nix - jlearhea at gmail.com -SciTech-> Crewmand 2nd Class Takis Daephon - corvaad at gmail.com _____________________________________________________________________ VII =/\= Subject Headings =/\= For use on Vimy Ridge Listserv Only: Stardate, Position , rank, name: 2010 = SD95 SD951101.17 - CO's Log - Capt K`ylana Vilqa SD951101.17 - PL - Cmdr Toby Blake - Executive Officer SD951101.17 - JL - Captain Vilqa & Commander T Blake PL - Personal Log DL - Duty Log JL - Joint Log Remember 95 is the current year; 11 is the current month; 01 is the current day 17 Hour (in military time)The listserv automatically adds [USS Vimy Ridge] to the subject heading, so there's no need for you to do it as well. When we are doing a joint plot with another sim or when we are docked at a Starbase our important logs will be forwarded to other side and the other way around. ** Please note as of January 1, 2009 we will be using SD94 ** ~*~LOGS DUE BY~*~ 20:59 SUNDAY PACIFIC 23:59 SUNDAY EASTERN For times in your area if not noted above check out this link: http://www.timeanddate.com/worldclock/ _____________________________________________________________________ =/\= VIII Log Roster =/\= |FEB| | | |MAR| Position |Officer Name |-07|-14|-21|-28|-07| ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Commanding Officer |Captain K`ylana Vilqa | 1 | E | 1 | 2 | 1 | Executive Officer |Cmdr Tobias Blake | 1 | 1 | 1 | 2 | 1 | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Operations Manager |LtCmdr Marcus Saladin | 2 | 1 | 1 | 2 | 1 | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Chief of Security |ALt Jason DuMont | 2 | U | U | 1 | 1 | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Flight Control | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Chief Engineer |LtCmdr Justin Lox | 1 | 1 | 1 | 2 | 1 | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Chief of Medical |Cmdr Cait Blake | 1 | 1 | 1 | 2 | 1 | Medical Officer |LtCmdr Katrina Wilkinson | 1 | 1 | 1 | E | 1 | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Counsellor |OPEN | | | | | | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Chief Science |Lt Kylee Nix | 1 | 1 | 1 | 2 | 1 | Science Tech |C2C Takis Daephon | U | RV| RV| E | E | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Leave of Absence | | | | | | | Security Officer |Lt Nicholas Reed | 1 | L | L | L | L | ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| RESIGNED/Transferred| | | | | | | Security Officer |Ens Marie Lyndosee | E | 1 | E | E | R | Engineer |Ens Sorala Fen | U | U | U | RV| R | ___________________________________________________________________| SUMMARY | ___________________________________________________________________| Total Crew Logs | | 11| 06| 07| 13| 08| Total Guest/NPC Logs| | 00| 00| 00| 00| 01| Total Combined Count| | 11| 06| 07| 13| 09| ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| Total Crew | | 12| 12| 12| 10| 10| Active Crew members | | 09| 06| 07| 08| 08| Unexcused | | 02| 02| 03| 00| 00| Excused(Inc LOA/New)| | 01| 02| 02| 02| 02| Removed/Resigned/Trs| | 00| 00| 00| 02| 00| ____________________|__________________________|___|___|___|___|___| *Crew will be counted in crew numbers after their initial log. **New crew members, unless leave is approved by Command, must log an initial log within 2 weeks or will be removed from the roster.** Legend: Active = # Logs Writen Excused = E Resigned = R Unexcused = U Leave = L Review = RV Transfer = T Non Player Character = NPC^ *At the Captain's discretion a player may get logging credit by playing an NPC if it is beneficial to a plot or if for example a player is in non-responsive in sickbay so they play an NPC character pivotal to the plot. ** Absences ** Excused absences must be cleared through your command staff( vimyridge-command at 14th.org ) ie: Just email us and tell us you can't log :) If we do not hear from you after 3 weeks within 5, your character may be moved to an NPC status and then dropped from the roster. *Remember, a U above removes eligibility for awards or promotion until we no longer see the U on the MR.* _____________________________________________________________________ =/\= IX URLs =/\= USS Vimy Ridge - http://www.ussaudax.org/vr USS Vimy Ridge List Archives - http://14th.org/pipermail/vimyridge_14th.org/ 14th Fleet - http://www.14th.org Star Trek - http://www.startrek.com ==/\== USS Vimy Ridge ==/\== From kylana.14th at gmail.com Wed Mar 10 13:03:50 2010 From: kylana.14th at gmail.com (Kylana ~) Date: Wed, 10 Mar 2010 10:03:50 -0800 Subject: [Vimyridge] SD950310.10 - Ten Forward Pt 2 - Vilqa, Blake, Blake, Saladin, Lox, Nix, DuMont, NPC Rose Message-ID: K`ylana smiled seeing Marcus and nodded as Vilqa's table and the Blake's table were next to each other, "Certainly Marcus. Relax a bit and offer your thoughts on who you believe will win the strategic games at play in the lounge." Music started to play in the corner as one of the officers decided to give an impromptu performance on his guitar. She continued to balance on the back feet of her chair, the ice in her gin and tonic tinkling against the smooth edge of the glass as she shifted the vessel in circles as she took note as to who had all gathered so far. Then turned toward Cait once more, "What's that Doc?" "I was hoping to get a rematch with you at some point this week." Cait gave K`y such an innocent smile. "You have to give a girl a chance to redeem herself...or at least get booboos for a certain husband to kiss and make better." Marcus laughed, "Do you have a death with Cait?" He smirked, eyeing K'ylana, "I'm assuming that the said rematch is of a physical nature?" Vilqa smirked at the request but she did not reply immediately to Cait as she nodded toward Marcus. Justin and Melissa were off to one side at a table. They had ordered dinner and seemed to be enjoying each other's company. They were nearly oblivious to those around them. Kylee sipped quietly on her glass of water as she stared out the window. She tilted her head at the noise coming from the others, looking over at the group. She furrowed her brow slightly, listening to some of the conversation as she set her glass down. Letting out a soft grunt, she shifted, staring down at the water, watching it shift in the glass as she focused on her own thoughts. Her mandatory rest time had been spent in the holosuite, working off aggression, though her thoughts were still dark, wishing she could catch the ones responsible and make them pay. "Hey! I'm Irish, I resemble that remark...usually...but not in this case." Cait retorted. "I do indeed know what I'm doing." Rose watched Marcus shyly from the safety of her daddy's lap. She was long legged for her age with morning gloy blue eyes, a fall of strawberry-blonde curls that that tumbled to her shoulders, and her mother's pointed ears "You want a rematch," K`ylana finally said in a smooth tone, "Are you truly certain of that Doc? I cannot be held responsible for any outcome that could occur." She winked toward Toby, "Plus I have a Number One who as a result can make my life a living place of torment." Said number one chuckled and looked over at K`y, "Now why would I do that when I know we both know that a certain Chief Medical Officer, often needs to be reminded of her mortality?" He looks down at Rose, "What kind of ice cream did you want?" "I wouldn't ask if I wasn't certain. It'll be fun." Maybe Cait did have a death wish, but then, bar fights were her idea of a grand shore leave. "Peent an' bweu, pease, Dada." Rose grinned up at Toby, showing off the teeth she had. The child peered around at K`y. "Eyesceams, Aunna T`y?" Well, she couldn't make all the sounds right yet... Toby looked to Cait for a translation. Sometimes he understood his daughter, and there were times when she just confused him. "Pink and blue." Cait chuckled. "Strawberry and blueberry, Toby." Vilqa brow rose as if Toby could not understand his daughter, she certainly could not and so she looked toward Cait for help as to what the child said beyond the word eyescreams..... Toby chuckled and motioned to the waiter, ordering the ice cream for his daughter before looking at the precious little precocious sweetie in his lap, "No making a mess. Daddy's lap and all of Ten Forward is a no mess zone." As with just about everything he did with her, he reinforced the words with his empathy. Such doings was the likely cause she was so bright, he was making it easier for her to learn and associate. Cait's eyes sparkled with amusement. "She wants to know if her Auntie K`y would like icecream too." Jason chuckled softly as he heard this. He looked upon the family, as he thought about having one of his own. He had no one on Earth but family and friends. No girlfriend, no wife, and certainly no kids. But Jason did think of how badly he wanted those things. A wife to come 'home' to everyday after work, who can cook. And three adorable kids. Two boys and a girl. Jason took another sip of his aldebaran whiskey as he mused this wouldnt happen anytime soon. Maybe, with his long voyages aboard the 'ridge, it could be possible. "Oh, Vilqa smirked, "I don't think the icecream would go well with the gin. But thank you Rose." She winked in every effort to amuse the child in an awkward part klingon way. She finally shifted her chair onto all four legs, "No drink for you Marcus?" Kylee shakes her head, shoving the glass away and climbing to her feet, the chair scraping as it is pushed back. She leaves the table, making her way to the door, her mind whirling with thoughts she could not stop. She was still in need of a way to destress, and decided another trip to the holosuite would be good. At the very least, she could train until exhaustion took over. Jason looked over to see Kylee leaving. He got up quickly and started a quick walk towards her. "Kylee, wait up!" he said in a rush Kylee blinked, her steps slowing as she looked over her shoulder to the one calling out her name. She arched her brow, seeing Jason and paused, turning slightly. "I dont think weve been formerly introduced. Im Lt. Jason DuMont, the new Security Chief" From kylana.14th at gmail.com Wed Mar 10 13:06:03 2010 From: kylana.14th at gmail.com (Kylana ~) Date: Wed, 10 Mar 2010 10:06:03 -0800 Subject: [Vimyridge] SD950310.10 - Ten Forward Pt 3 - Vilqa, Blake, Blake, Saladin, Wilkinson, Nix, DuMont, NPC Rose, Melissa Message-ID: "I dont think weve been formerly introduced. Im Lt. Jason DuMont, the new Security Chief" "No, we haven't.. Guess you know my name already, since you yelled it out.." she stated, a bit blunt, which was her usual style. "And in case you didn't know, I'm Chief of the Science department.. There something I can do for you?" He raised one eyebrow. "Actually I was wondering if there was something i could do for you? I know I'm no betazoid, or a counsellor, but sometimes its effective just to have someone listen to you" Kylee arched her brow, glancing quickly over to where the Blakes sat, before back to Jason. "Good thing you're not.. don't need people going in to my thoughts when they don't belong.." she stated. "As for talking.. that's not really what I do.." Jason sighed a bit. "Well is there anything i can do to help you?" he said. "Look, i know theres gotta be somethingh i can do" Kylee turned to fully face him. "Unless you want to be my sparring partner.. not really.. Why you so interested in what's going on with me anyway?" she asked. Jason straightened his posture. "Because as Chief of Security, its my job to look towards the well being of the entire crew. I take the mental and emotional health as part of the job" he said, as he paused for breath, "as for sparring partner, id love to" Kylee studied him, her eyes moving slowly up and down, assessing his skills in how he held himself. "My well being is just fine.. All I need is to work out some stress.. and maybe get a few hours of sleep.." she said, shrugging slightly. "Fair warning.. my workouts can be painful.." she said, her clothes showing that she'd already been working out, ripped in a few places. Jason chuckled. "Ill be fine, I promise. When would you like me to meet you, after the awards?" Kylee blinked, her brow quirking. "Not heard about any awards.. Was actually planning to head to the holosuite now.. Run one of my training programs.." Kat continued to sit off in the corner watching the door for a familiar face, though one that has been estranged to her for the past several months. She sighed softly sipping her tea til her attention was drawn to the exchange between Ms Nix and what appeared to be the new security chief. She giggled lightly knowing he might very well be getting in over his head if he went through working out with the pretty partial klingon, that is if he were familiar with the race as a whole. She remembered learning that Nick had been on his way to see her after having been in the holosuite with Nix the day she was attacked in sick bay. 'why is it that everything in motion now reflects on that horrible day' she muttered taking another sip of her tea hoping it'd calm her so she wouldn't be sensed by the Blakes and interrupt the family atmosphere around them . The commander next turned her attention to the goings on around the captain catching sight of little Rose Blake she gave a smile. 'my how you've grown little one.' she whispered to herself. Keeping one eye on his daughter as she ate her ice cream, Toby also kept an eye on the rest of the goings on, and didn't miss Jason and Kylee. He chuckled and shook his head. No matter how viscious they got, the lure of the exotic would still over rule good sense when it came to men trying to befriend and grow close to the demi-klingons on the ship. Watching Jason and Kylee, left Toby wondering how he managed to become friends with K`y, when she wasn't even as friendly as Kylee, at least on first, second and third appearances. Marcus has been watching the room for a minute as was his habit, and just like Toby, had noticed Kylee and Jason's interaction. He slowly realised that Vilqa had asked him a question. He smiled, "Oh, not at the moment," He looked back to her, now fully intent on their conversation, "However I may help myself to an old fashioned Irish scone." Melissa noted that her Chief was in the lounge but she and Justin were enjoying their meal while discussing non-work related things, like old books, Trill history, and whatever came to mind. More than anything they were enjoying each other's company. Kylee glanced about, her brow arching as she noted others watching the two of them. She just shook her head, turning her attention back to Jason, though wanting to head out to the holosuite soon. "Beer... scone.. you know why the heck not Marcus," Vilqa taunted then glanced to the box on the surface of Toby's table. Vilqa nodded toward him in a knowing fashion after looking back up so that their eyes caught. Jason could see everyones attention turning towards them, but he really didnt care. "Well I can meet you there shortly, after our 'get together' here?" Catching the look Toby nodded, and shifted his grip on Rose, before he stood and cleared his throat, "Could I have everyone's attention please?" He glanced towards Jason and Kylee, "I do mean everyone." Vilqa stood up, hands on her hips as she watched the conversations wind down, "I need the following officers to take a line. Doctor Blake, Lox, Saladin, Nix and Wilkinson." From airock2010 at gmail.com Sat Mar 13 15:24:58 2010 From: airock2010 at gmail.com (Eric Cook) Date: Sat, 13 Mar 2010 12:24:58 -0800 Subject: [Vimyridge] SD 950313.12 - PL - FCO Ens Logan Jackson Message-ID: <5eebef5b1003131224l46ab6b6ege8d25fb26db9cb00@mail.gmail.com> [Runabout Skeena] "Thank you Ops, Skeena out." Logan said, closing the channel to Deep Space Nines command center. He manoeuvred the runabout into a docking position, and slowed to approach the airlock. He brought the craft down gently and landed. "Powering down flight systems." Logan announced to the other passengers on the runabout. "And we're here!" The runabout lowered into the docking port on DS9. He switched the systems from internal to synchronize with the station's own systems. "It is currently 12 hundred hours here at DS9." He informed the others. *That's gonna be a slight bit of a change *Logan thought to himself, prepping to adjust his mind for a new sleep cycle. "Well done ensign." A voice behind him said. Logan turned to the familiar voice. "Thank you sir." Logan said with a smile. He had enjoyed the opportunity to pilot most of the way to the large former Cardassian space station. He got up and followed the older Trill out of the Runabout. "So what are your plans now?" He asked the Lt Cmdr. "Probably stay here for a day or two, rest a bit... Then head back to Earth and the academy." [Promenade - DS9] "You know ensign, I'm glad you've landed the Vimy Ridge. She's a good ship, I served briefly with Captain Vilqa." "Thank you Commander." Logan said to his former pilot instructor. "I would be lying however if I said I wasn't nervous. This being my first assignment out of the academy and all... Plus, she's such a large ship. I've never flown anything that big outside of the simulators." Seth Zahevan looked at his former student and smiled. "You'll do fine Logan... You're one of the better pilots I've seen come out of the academy in a while, perhaps since myself." The Trill grinned. Logan chuckled. "I hope so sir... Do, do you ever miss it sir?" Logan asked. Seth thought for a moment. "Being at the helm of a starship?" Seth asked. Logan nodded. "Yes, I miss being out here, exploring and being on the fringe of known space. But where I am now, is where I'm needed the most." Seth said. "I suppose." He added as an after thought. "We've done so much in our lives, that teaching seems like a good point for us now." Logan nodded, he always found it odd when Lt Cmdr Zahevan went into referring to himself as 'we' or 'us', but that was the way of joined Trill. The two approached a turbolift. "Well ensign, I'm going to head to my temporary quarters. Catch up on some stuff." Seth said, as he called for a lift. "Aye sir. I'll try to find somewhere to eat... Been at least 4 hours since I had something." Logan said with a grin. The two officers shook hands, and parted ways. Logan, walking around until he found himself outside a rather interesting looking establishment. The smells coming from it were enough to make his stomach roar and mouth water enough to give Niagara Falls back on Earth a run for their money. He entered, hoping that the food was as good as it smelled. =/\= Ensign Logan Jackson FCO USS Vimy Ridge -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: From lambkin04 at yahoo.com Sat Mar 13 15:41:09 2010 From: lambkin04 at yahoo.com (Cheryl Etchison) Date: Sat, 13 Mar 2010 12:41:09 -0800 (PST) Subject: [Vimyridge] SD:950313.14 JL/PL "a chance meeting" LtCmdr. Marcus Saladin Ops. & LtCmdr. Katerina Wilkinson M.O. Message-ID: <125750.8078.qm@web30607.mail.mud.yahoo.com> The Holosuite was alive with Orchestra music. Marcus found himself with is eyes closed, perched on a seat towards the back of theRoyal?Albert Hall?circa 1950. The orchestra below was playing well and it was successfully working at relaxing him. He wasn't paying full attention to the rhythms and musical interlude; in fact he was running through a list of Vulcan 'verbs' and 'pronouns', the music just helped him remember them and continued to embed them in his memory. Unknown to him he had forgotten to set the Holodeck to 'in use' and might be interrupted at any moment. < corridor outside the holosuite> ? Kat was looking forward to some much needed down time though she'd have preferred that it be spent making amends with a certain?Lieutenant. Sighing softly she hadn't seen that the holosuite was occupied when she stepped inside and looked about. She was quite startled at the sight.? As Kat stepped inside Marcus was disrupted from his thinking by the holographic door appearing mid stage. His body gave a slight start as he all but jumped from his seat and then burst into rich laughter at the look ON Kat's face. "Ah....Lieutenant Wilkinson" A grin despite the thoughtful revelry that had only just dispersed. "Computer freeze?program." A look back to the doctor, his eyes sheepish, "What brings you here?" An arm gesturing expansively to the frozen auditorium. ? Kat jumped at the sound of the laughter. "Pardon me Commander, I didn't know? the holosuite was in use." she said. "And actually I was hoping I'd find another member of the crew here." she explained. "forgive me for disturbing you." she said politely. She hadn't really had much of a chance to interact with him other than on a couple of occasions. "so.....any more trouble with that eye?" she asked remembering when she'd first met him.? Marcus looked taken aback for a moment then remembered his ocular implant, a hand faintly moving up to touch his?eye lid, "Ah, no, which is a good thing, though I should get it checked up due to all the radiation we encountered. Just in case." He smiled, "So, do you listen much to orchestra? Are you from Earth?" He too now realized how little he knew this doctor. ?? "well feel free to stop by sick bay anytime and have either myself or doctor Blake check it out for you" she told him smiling back at him. She looked around the room curiously "orchestra? you mean like classical music?" she asked as she turned her emerald gaze back to him. "I was born on a starship but yes I'm more or less from Earth.?? Saladin?gave a nod, "As much as I loath my medical visits I will come by later this week. Scouts honor!" A slight tilt of the head before he added, ?"Yes, classical music, modern, but this is still my favorite setting. This and Michael Angelo's chapel. Have you ever seen the art work there? And it was created hundreds of years before its time. A true masterpiece." He stood and walked towards her, "Have you ever been a fan of art Lieutenant Wilkinson?" ? Kat giggled? a bit when he mentioned loathing medical visits."wasn't your last medical visit at least a little more pleasant?" she teased she'd done what she could to set his mind at ease when she made the adjustments to his implant."you know we doctors make the worst patients of all, if you doubt that just ask Cait how I was under her care." she added with a slight wink. She thought for a moment of the few places on earth that she'd been.Thomas had always promised her that someday they'd go back to earth and do some traveling other than in space. "I enjoy works of art yes especially if you're talking the works of Monet or Da Vinci." she said. "I've heard of Michelangelo's work and seen only faded photographs of it." she told him. "wasn't it called the Sistine chapel?"she asked proving she knew a little about art.? Marcus smiled, "Yes, the Sistine Chapel...I've visited it personally only on one occasion, but I have constructed a holographic program for it. Monet and?Da Vinci, incredible, though I must confess that I know more about Da Vinci's thoughts that are of a scientific nature." Kat gave Marcus a smile. "Wow impressive....I've always wanted to see that, maybe you could perhaps show me some time?" she asked. "Yes Da Vinci did lean more towards the scientific in nature but? his best known works are the?Last Supper?and the?Mona Lisa." she added.? "So, was there a particular program you were hoping to participate in? My learning here is done, and the suite is yours." "Well not particularly as I'd said I was hoping to catch up with another member of the crew I'd grown quite close to.....that is up until Cug...." she paused at the name taking a breath to remain calm. "til the incident in sickbay with Cugino." she told him. "he and I would meet here and? adventure into the world of?Robin Hood?as it were." she explained. "Oh and you may call me Kat, save the formality for when it's really needed." She said with a smile.? - Hide quoted text - Marcus smiled slightly, "Kat it is then." He quirked a brow in an incredibly Vulcan manner at the mention of Robin Hood. "I often adventure in Medieval era holo programs. Robin Hood would fit that theme I'm sure. I usually ask the Captain to join me and though I don't have the time right now to enthusiastically throw myself into it, you're welcome to join me the next time I venture into one of them." Kat raised a brow briefly scanning Marcus' frame getting a mental image perhaps. "Oh? and just what do your adventures entail?" she asked curiously. "who knows one of these days I might just take you up on that offer." she said grinning wryly. "My adventures" he coughed "Entail stacked odds, little chance of success, and many many foe." He walked towards her now, preparing to exit the Holo Suite, "And you should join us one time, it's a great work out." Kat chewed her lower lip pondering for a moment? "well like I said I'll give it some thought." she told him as she watched him prepare to exit. Having not achieved catching a certain lieutenant she prepared to leave herself. "don't let me interrupt you, stay and enjoy your music I'll see if I can catch up with who I was looking for some other time." she said as she turned on her heels. "was nice seeing you again commander." she added and then exited the holodeck. ---Respectfully submitted----- LtCmdr. Marcus Saladin Operations Manager USS VimyRidge & LtCmdr, Katerina Wilkinson Medical Officer USS VimyRidge -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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A voice behind him said. Logan turned to the familiar voice. "Thank you sir." Logan said with a smile. He had enjoyed the opportunity to pilot most of the way to the large former Cardassian space station. He got up and followed the older Trill out of the Runabout. "So what are your plans now?" He asked the Lt Cmdr. "Probably stay here for a day or two, rest a bit... Then head back to Earth and the academy." [Promenade - DS9] "You know ensign, I'm glad you've landed the Vimy Ridge. She's a good ship, I served briefly with Captain Vilqa." "Thank you Commander." Logan said to his former pilot instructor. "I would be lying however if I said I wasn't nervous. This being my first assignment out of the academy and all... Plus, she's such a large ship. I've never flown anything that big outside of the simulators." Seth Zahevan looked at his former student and smiled. "You'll do fine Logan... You're one of the better pilots I've seen come out of the academy in a while, perhaps since myself." The Trill grinned. Logan chuckled. "I hope so sir... Do, do you ever miss it sir?" Logan asked. Seth thought for a moment. "Being at the helm of a starship?" Seth asked. Logan nodded. "Yes, I miss being out here, exploring and being on the fringe of known space. But where I am now, is where I'm needed the most." Seth said. "I suppose." He added as an after thought. "We've done so much in our lives, that teaching seems like a good point for us now." Logan nodded, he always found it odd when Lt Cmdr Zahevan went into referring to himself as 'we' or 'us', but that was the way of joined Trill. The two approached a turbolift. "Well ensign, I'm going to head to my temporary quarters. Catch up on some stuff." Seth said, as he called for a lift. "Aye sir. I'll try to find somewhere to eat... Been at least 4 hours since I had something." Logan said with a grin. The two officers shook hands, and parted ways. Logan, walking around until he found himself outside a rather interesting looking establishment. The smells coming from it were enough to make his stomach roar and mouth water enough to give Niagara Falls back on Earth a run for their money. He entered, hoping that the food was as good as it smelled. =/\= Ensign Logan Jackson FCO USS Vimy Ridge -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: From corvaad at gmail.com Sun Mar 14 18:41:53 2010 From: corvaad at gmail.com (Jason) Date: Sun, 14 Mar 2010 17:41:53 -0500 Subject: [Vimyridge] SD950314.16 - Duty Log - C2C Takis Daephon - Science Technician - USS Vimyridge Message-ID: <4c61ef851003141541v41f5b3a5pb85537b536117471@mail.gmail.com> Takis tried not to let himself hurry; he was supposed to be taking r&r time like everyone else. Still, a problem had come up several days ago that he hadn't been able to overcome, and he knew he wouldn't be able to relax until he'd knocked it out. He'd been compiling reports for The Chief without any problem. When reviewing them before submission, however, he noticed that one of the variables had been given an improper value, and almost kicked himself (which he already did several times a day anyway, on accident). This was the kind of mistake, he told himself, that gets people injured. Or, worse, would get him chewed out by The Chief, and anyone who told him that was a very self-serving attitude to take had obviously never gotten on Nix's bad side. Takis had hurried to find the error, only to realize with great relief that he hadn't entered any data incorrectly. There was, in the parlance of the VR Science techs, a wobble-- a sensor panel somewhere on the ship that was periodically either gaining or losing 0.00001 units every ten seconds. The responsible thing would have been to report this to Engineering and let the wrench monkeys handle it, but Takis saw a challenge that he dared not let slip away. He had logged the anomaly, programmed the computers to compensate for it, and had set out to find the problem. So now he found himself in one of the larger jeffries tubes-- still a tight fit-- trying to track down power fluctuations with a hand-held scanner that was obviously made for those little guys in the old Human movie...what were they...Munchies? Munchausens? Oh, Munchlings! He laughed, delighted that he'd remembered. Those old stories had been and remained an obsession for his parents, and he had spent so much of his early years hating the cheesy songs and awkward one-liners that their remaining presence in his memory surprised him. He began to whistle the tune the Munchlings sang, something about a wizard who wore ruby slippers-- he couldn't remember the lyrics, nor was he sure he wanted to. Sounded like a don't-ask-don't-tell situation for that wizard. Finally, the scanner picked something up; a power fluctuation in one of the feeds. He wriggled toward the access panel and opened it, spotting a snapped relay that kept disconnecting and reconnecting. Easy fix, Takis thought, opening his equipment box and preparing a spare. He powered down the relay and removed it, then replaced it. As he was doing so, he realized that he didn't bring the proper wrench or brace to do the work, so he simply seized the connector, bent it toward him, replaced the relay, then bent it all back into place. He checked the power levels and saw that they were stable. "Checkmate, Vimyridge," he cackled, taking a couple of minutes to turn his bulk around in the tube before heading for the exit. Crewman Second Class Takis Daephon Science Technician USS Vimyridge -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: