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 <title>Transporter room one on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter made his way to the transporter room,giving a brief nod to the officer present at the console.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Picking up the officer&amp;#039;s Padd he noticed that the team consisted of an Archaeologist and his two aides. Straightening up a bit the counselor simply waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter was led to believe that the team was quite eager to be beamed onboard and yet here he was still waiting... while trying to resist the urge to pace the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Here they come now, Counselor,&amp;quot; the transporter operator Laura Tran said. She was a short woman, Asian, who looked dwarfed by the console that she was behind. It looked more like a bunker than a console unit. &amp;quot;The signal was paused from the source. I&amp;#039;m not sure what the trouble was.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Initiated transport ..&amp;quot; she said, her tones muted by the sound of the confinement beam. Three figures formed on the pad. Even before they finished Laura snorted. &amp;#039;Aides my Auntie Cho&amp;#039; The center figure was Bajoran, tall and straight. He was also aged, perhaps reaching his 80&amp;#039;s. Silver streaked his blondish hair and he had the bearing of the strength of younger days just starting to become bowed. His face was angular with taut laugh lines. To each side of him was an Orion female. They looked to be twins and were dressed in what might be more of a &amp;#039;party&amp;#039; nurse&amp;#039;s dress, or something from a century ago, albeit edited to be quite low cut in the front and hemmed higher - if that were possible. As soon as the confinement beam released the trio, the archaeologist stepped forward and down from the pad, the twins in tow to come to either side of him. He still had a light step, despite his years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Hubert,&amp;quot; he said by way of introduction, his voice salesman smooth, as he held out a hand to the Counselor. &amp;quot;Sorry for the delay. Tori here dropped an ear-ring on the pad.&amp;quot; One of the twins tipped her head and waved fingers at Hunter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hunter could not help but look at the female that had gotten his attention first and was tempting to wave back wondering if she had managed to find the ear-ring,then realized the older man was speaking to him &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Eh..Oh glad to see you made it safely onboard Mr Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; while shaking his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Counselor Hunter&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he introduced himself &amp;#039;&amp;#039;If you care to follow me I will take you to your quarters&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
He helped to carry some of the older man&amp;#039;s luggage,Hunter was sure the younger females could manage by themselves &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I will inform the Captain of your arrival&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter told the archeologist.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 10:44:45 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Announcement #8 on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Please welcome new member Warren Norris, who will play Security Cadet... Warren Norris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ___LLoyd, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Welcome aboard the Disco, Warren!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ~mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Glad to have you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Welcome aboard Warren! Kindly report to the CoS&amp;#039; office, to get yourself started. Look forward to simming with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~Liz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Welcome aboard! Ohhh security :D .. very nice .. /me consults evil plans for the ship ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Gene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Welcome!&lt;br /&gt;
Marthese.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 10:47:50 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sick Bay, Harn Physical on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Halza stepped off the turbolift and approached the nurse&amp;#039;s station located just outside Sick Bay&amp;#039;s examination room. Smiling, he announced, &amp;quot;Captain Halza Harn, reporting for a medical examination.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ___Capt. Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Wendell made his way to the sickbay. He needed to check in for his welcome aboard eval anyway. He just hadn&amp;#039;t planned on it actually being a working physical. He had replicated a small white towel which he&amp;#039;d wrapped around his bleeding left elbow. He made sure not to put too mcuh pressure on it as there was still a few shards of broken glass in his arm. The towell was half soaked in blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : That&amp;#039;s when he saw his commanding officer waiting around the sickbay. &amp;quot;Uhm...&amp;quot; he started, &amp;quot;Sir.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn, CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : There was a few moments of silence while they both waited to do their welcome aboard physicals. Wendell eyed the bloody towelle covering his left elbow. Then he eyed the captain. Then he eyed his towelle again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Finally, he said, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll bet this looks funny, Captain.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Actually, Wendell, it looks painful&amp;quot;, Harn said. &amp;quot;What happened?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ___Capt. Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Ah, Well, Sir, I was moving into my quarters. And I was adjusting this painting in the living area. I sort of fell and landed in the glass table,&amp;quot; Wendell explained. &amp;quot;So, it looks like my welcome aboard physical will be a working physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Just as Wendell had finished speaking, Rayne would have made her appearance to see who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : was waiting. With a brief look, Rayne recognized the Captain but her attention quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : focused on the bleeding crew member. “Oh my,” she said.  She didn&amp;#039;t have to be an empath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : to know this man was in pain. Addressing the captain, Rayne spoke with an easy confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : “I’m sorry Captain, I know you’re here for your physical, but I must see to these wounds. I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : send a nurse for you in a moment. Please wait here.”  She knew her demeanor was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : now then it had been earlier. She was still nervous, but her help was needed. When it came to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : others, she had no time to be bothered by nervousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Turning to the bleeding man, she spoke just as easily, “Please follow me.”  The blond haired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : green eyed human led him deeper in to the sick bay. “How did this happen?” She had led him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : to an empty biobed and indicated he should sit. She pulled out her tricorder and did a quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : scan as she asked a near by nurse to bring more towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Wendell hopped onto the biobed and replied, &amp;quot;Well, I was just assigned to the Disco. And I was moving into my quarters. I was adjusting this painting on the wall, and using a chair to stand on. I fell and landed in the glass table.  Which makes this welcome aboard physical will be a working physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Putting her tricorder away, she picked up a hypo full of pain meds. Looking seriously at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : man before her, she asked, “Would you like something for the pain?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Just a hypospray will do,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;I want to keep awake. i have some work to do later.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Meanwhile, another doctor approached the captain. &amp;quot;Good day, Sir. I will be preforming your physical. Please follow me.&amp;quot; With a cold clinical practice, the doctor led the captain to an empty biobed. &amp;quot;Please have a seat, Sir.&amp;quot; As the captain would undoubtedly make himself comfortable, the doctor took out a tricorder and began. &amp;quot;Have you undergone any surgeries or suffered any major illnesses, Captain? Any broken bones?&amp;quot; The doctor continued his scan waiting for a reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: sorry, i keep forgetting to sign off on my posts. - Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ooc: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: you&amp;#039;re doing fine, Christy. The big hurdle is to get the hang of posting in the past tense, third person, novel style format. Signing off is important, too. esp when you&amp;#039;re dealing with lots of other players. That way we know which character you&amp;#039;re playing as. And remember, paragraphs are your friend. i inserted some text above to show you why; so we can interact in between the paragraphs if needed ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Wendell was a bit nervouse about having a cadet work on the glass shards from the remains of the table that were still embedded in his elbow. However, he wasn&amp;#039;t too seriously injured. It wasn&amp;#039;t like a phaser burn injury or anything like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Tricorder and biobed readings would indicate the standard human physical norms, aside from the injured elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Rayne smiled and nodded at the bleeding man, &amp;quot;I suppose it will be.&amp;quot; The nurse returned then with the towels and a basin and some clean water. Rayne thanked her as she administered the hypospray. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going to try and make this as painless as possible. Hold your elbow up please. I need to have a look at it. I&amp;#039;m Doctor Jones by the way.&amp;quot; She helped him lift his elbow with gentle hands. Carefully, she removed the blood soaked towel and ,placing the basin on the biobed next to him, she poured warm water over his elbow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;she was glad to see it wasn&amp;#039;t as bad as it could have been. Picking up medical tweezers, Rayne glanced at his face. &amp;quot;Are you ready? This part may hurt a little.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc: sorry about the paragraphs. my tablet sometimes eats my spacing. -Christy&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 11:52:06 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546524</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : More than used to such a threat, the nurse looked unperturbed. She was probably quite glad for the warning. She retrieved a waste receptacle and waited patiently to assit the poor cadet. Emalene meanwhile was watching his vitals which automatically popped up on the console the minute her patient laid on the biobed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : She seemed to be waiting on something and when she saw it, she pressed a hypo into his neck giving him a relaxing antidepressant mixed with a mild fever reducer and blood thinner. This would help the fluids move faster through his system while calming him. Soon the cold would be mitigated by the heat reflecting blanket and he would feel better but it would take a few moments for that to kick in. Meanwhile, she softly spoke into his ear with her native Betazoid. Emalene was saying nothing in particular, but her voice was very soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sakka laid on the biobed, listening to the whispers and trying to suppress the aching by a simple home remedy - sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Once he was fully asleep, the staff left him except a nurse who checked in on him occasionally. They all hoped he slept for a full 8 hours. It was always rough the first few days of withdrawals. This of course, was less so than in the years before the federation. Emalene checked in on the cadet several times herself, satisfied that he was doing well. When it was time for her shift to end, she knew she was leaving him in the capable hands of her newest Cadet, Dr. Jones who would be arriving any minute for her shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: Im going to transfer this thread to Dr. Jones for some experience. She and I are going to interact over Primmez and then Emalene will leave. :D --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jones arrived a few short moments later, ready to get started with her shift.  Upon entering the sickbay,she reported to Dr. Epoch to find out what the day would hold for her.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 11:59:40 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546525</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : More than used to such a threat, the nurse looked unperturbed. She was probably quite glad for the warning. She retrieved a waste receptacle and waited patiently to assit the poor cadet. Emalene meanwhile was watching his vitals which automatically popped up on the console the minute her patient laid on the biobed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : She seemed to be waiting on something and when she saw it, she pressed a hypo into his neck giving him a relaxing antidepressant mixed with a mild fever reducer and blood thinner. This would help the fluids move faster through his system while calming him. Soon the cold would be mitigated by the heat reflecting blanket and he would feel better but it would take a few moments for that to kick in. Meanwhile, she softly spoke into his ear with her native Betazoid. Emalene was saying nothing in particular, but her voice was very soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sakka laid on the biobed, listening to the whispers and trying to suppress the aching by a simple home remedy - sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Once he was fully asleep, the staff left him except a nurse who checked in on him occasionally. They all hoped he slept for a full 8 hours. It was always rough the first few days of withdrawals. This of course, was less so than in the years before the federation. Emalene checked in on the cadet several times herself, satisfied that he was doing well. When it was time for her shift to end, she knew she was leaving him in the capable hands of her newest Cadet, Dr. Jones who would be arriving any minute for her shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: Im going to transfer this thread to Dr. Jones for some experience. She and I are going to interact over Primmez and then Emalene will leave. :D --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Jones arrived a few short moments later, ready to get started with her shift.  Upon entering the sickbay,she reported to Dr. Epoch to find out what the day would hold for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 12:01:02 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Counselor&#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546526</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : When Rayne found herself ready, she made her way to the councilor’s office. Strangely enough, she was not as nervous about this meeting as she had been about her physical. Perhaps it was because she already knew the problems she had to overcome?  Or maybe it was just that she was growing accustomed to her new surroundings already. Either way, she expected this to go smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Upon entering the counilor’s office, Jones checked in and waited to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter was passing his fingers through his shoulder length black hair trying to make it more presentable.He noticed the new Cadet and gestured for her to enter and take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Females usually say they have a bad hair day I seem to have it everyday!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The counselor gave up and asked Jones &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Rayne&amp;#039;s smile was bland as she entered and sat down. She wasn&amp;#039;t really sure how to respond to his joke. Instead, she nodded and answered his question, &amp;quot;Yes, sir. Rayne Jones.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He cleared his throat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Any thing specific you wish to talk about doctor?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Rayne sat silent for a moment. She was thinking on if there was something she&amp;#039;d like to bring up to him. She supposed she  could talk about growing up the way she had and how it affected her, but she would have felt like she was complaining. It was in the past and that&amp;#039;s where she wanted it to stay. She had been working very hard to get past the emotional neglect and abuse she had suffered through. She didn&amp;#039;t wish to relive it. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not quite sure, sir. I&amp;#039;m pretty nervous.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;There&amp;#039;s no need to be nervous doctor...would you care to speak about your childhood?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter knew that the past could mold a person, irrelevant if the experience had been a negative or a positive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Some learn from past experience while others...did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rayne swallowed hard and shook her head. Just thinking about the daily taunting she recieved from her older siblings made har feel small. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, sir, but I... I don&amp;#039;t think I can.&amp;quot; In that moment, not only would he see her nervousness, but he would also see  in her the look of a child remembering some harsh unjust punishment for an act they had no control over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 12:11:11 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Counselor&#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546527</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : When Rayne found herself ready, she made her way to the councilor’s office. Strangely enough, she was not as nervous about this meeting as she had been about her physical. Perhaps it was because she already knew the problems she had to overcome?  Or maybe it was just that she was growing accustomed to her new surroundings already. Either way, she expected this to go smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Upon entering the counilor’s office, Jones checked in and waited to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter was passing his fingers through his shoulder length black hair trying to make it more presentable.He noticed the new Cadet and gestured for her to enter and take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Females usually say they have a bad hair day I seem to have it everyday!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The counselor gave up and asked Jones &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Rayne&amp;#039;s smile was bland as she entered and sat down. She wasn&amp;#039;t really sure how to respond to his joke. Instead, she nodded and answered his question, &amp;quot;Yes, sir. Rayne Jones.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He cleared his throat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Any thing specific you wish to talk about doctor?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Rayne sat silent for a moment. She was thinking on if there was something she&amp;#039;d like to bring up to him. She supposed she  could talk about growing up the way she had and how it affected her, but she would have felt like she was complaining. It was in the past and that&amp;#039;s where she wanted it to stay. She had been working very hard to get past the emotional neglect and abuse she had suffered through. She didn&amp;#039;t wish to relive it. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not quite sure, sir. I&amp;#039;m pretty nervous.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;There&amp;#039;s no need to be nervous doctor...would you care to speak about your childhood?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter knew that the past could mold a person, irrelevant if the experience had been a negative or a positive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Some learn from past experience while others...did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rayne swallowed hard and shook her head. Just thinking about the daily taunting she recieved from her older siblings made har feel small. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, sir, but I... I don&amp;#039;t think I can.&amp;quot; In that moment, not only would he see her nervousness, but he would also see  in her the look of a child remembering some harsh unjust punishment for an act they had no control over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 12:11:12 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Rayne_Jones</dc:creator>
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 <title>Mess Hall on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546692</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Marci took a step into the mess hall and stopped.  He had been wandering around the ship without much of an idea of where he was going, just thinking.  With everything going on he was just thinking about where he was in life at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hearing a small cough behind him he stepped to the side to let a crewmen past.  While he hadn&amp;#039;t exactly had a destination in mind, he hadn&amp;#039;t expected to end up in the mess hall, maybe it was a subconscious thing.  As if on cue his stomach rumbled.  Making his way over to the replicator and grabbed a light lunch before settling into a table near the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Wendell had been checking in with the other senior staff officers. He found the CSO sitting in the mess hall. He replciated some lunch for himself. Some chunky chicken noodle souo with a roll and a glass of iced tea.  He took his tray over to where the CSO was sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Pardon me,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Lt. Shin? I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. The new Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Using his fork Marci gestured towards the seat opposite of him, &amp;quot;Please have a seat, I was just having a bite to eat.  You are of course welcome to join me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Setting down his fork Marci took a sip of water before continuing.  &amp;quot;What can I do for you today Mr. Vaughn?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Wendell carefully set his tray down on the table opposite of Lt Shin. Then he seated himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m making it a point to meet individually with all of the other department heads,&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;Manly to introduce myself. Also to coordinate cadet related cross training itineraries, go over power consumption requirements and equipment maintenance reports, check on dry dock work crew refits and related diagnostics, that sort of thing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wendell would feel a hand on his shoulder it was Hunter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you mind guys if I join in?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he asked while balancing a plate full of fish and chips and without waiting for a response took a seat,smiled and started digging into his food.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 03:31:24 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tess</dc:creator>
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 <title>Mess Hall on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546696</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Marci took a step into the mess hall and stopped.  He had been wandering around the ship without much of an idea of where he was going, just thinking.  With everything going on he was just thinking about where he was in life at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hearing a small cough behind him he stepped to the side to let a crewmen past.  While he hadn&amp;#039;t exactly had a destination in mind, he hadn&amp;#039;t expected to end up in the mess hall, maybe it was a subconscious thing.  As if on cue his stomach rumbled.  Making his way over to the replicator and grabbed a light lunch before settling into a table near the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Wendell had been checking in with the other senior staff officers. He found the CSO sitting in the mess hall. He replciated some lunch for himself. Some chunky chicken noodle souo with a roll and a glass of iced tea.  He took his tray over to where the CSO was sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Pardon me,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Lt. Shin? I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. The new Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Using his fork Marci gestured towards the seat opposite of him, &amp;quot;Please have a seat, I was just having a bite to eat.  You are of course welcome to join me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Setting down his fork Marci took a sip of water before continuing.  &amp;quot;What can I do for you today Mr. Vaughn?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Wendell carefully set his tray down on the table opposite of Lt Shin. Then he seated himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m making it a point to meet individually with all of the other department heads,&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;Manly to introduce myself. Also to coordinate cadet related cross training itineraries, go over power consumption requirements and equipment maintenance reports, check on dry dock work crew refits and related diagnostics, that sort of thing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Wendell would feel a hand on his shoulder it was Hunter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you mind guys if I join in?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he asked while balancing a plate full of fish and chips and without waiting for a response took a seat,smiled and started digging into his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Heh, no problem, Counselor,&amp;quot; Wendell said. &amp;quot;Have a seat. I&amp;#039;ve just been introducing myself to the Chief Science Officer, here.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;
CE&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 04:23:54 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>mmontemayor</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546724</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : More than used to such a threat, the nurse looked unperturbed. She was probably quite glad for the warning. She retrieved a waste receptacle and waited patiently to assit the poor cadet. Emalene meanwhile was watching his vitals which automatically popped up on the console the minute her patient laid on the biobed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : She seemed to be waiting on something and when she saw it, she pressed a hypo into his neck giving him a relaxing antidepressant mixed with a mild fever reducer and blood thinner. This would help the fluids move faster through his system while calming him. Soon the cold would be mitigated by the heat reflecting blanket and he would feel better but it would take a few moments for that to kick in. Meanwhile, she softly spoke into his ear with her native Betazoid. Emalene was saying nothing in particular, but her voice was very soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sakka laid on the biobed, listening to the whispers and trying to suppress the aching by a simple home remedy - sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Once he was fully asleep, the staff left him except a nurse who checked in on him occasionally. They all hoped he slept for a full 8 hours. It was always rough the first few days of withdrawals. This of course, was less so than in the years before the federation. Emalene checked in on the cadet several times herself, satisfied that he was doing well. When it was time for her shift to end, she knew she was leaving him in the capable hands of her newest Cadet, Dr. Jones who would be arriving any minute for her shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Im going to transfer this thread to Dr. Jones for some experience. She and I are going to interact over Primmez and then Emalene will leave. :D --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Jones arrived a few short moments later, ready to get started with her shift.  Upon entering the sickbay,she reported to Dr. Epoch to find out what the day would hold for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 09:51:03 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Emalene</dc:creator>
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 <title>Counselor&#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546767</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : When Rayne found herself ready, she made her way to the councilor’s office. Strangely enough, she was not as nervous about this meeting as she had been about her physical. Perhaps it was because she already knew the problems she had to overcome?  Or maybe it was just that she was growing accustomed to her new surroundings already. Either way, she expected this to go smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Upon entering the counilor’s office, Jones checked in and waited to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter was passing his fingers through his shoulder length black hair trying to make it more presentable.He noticed the new Cadet and gestured for her to enter and take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Females usually say they have a bad hair day I seem to have it everyday!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : The counselor gave up and asked Jones &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Rayne&amp;#039;s smile was bland as she entered and sat down. She wasn&amp;#039;t really sure how to respond to his joke. Instead, she nodded and answered his question, &amp;quot;Yes, sir. Rayne Jones.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He cleared his throat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Any thing specific you wish to talk about doctor?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Rayne sat silent for a moment. She was thinking on if there was something she&amp;#039;d like to bring up to him. She supposed she  could talk about growing up the way she had and how it affected her, but she would have felt like she was complaining. It was in the past and that&amp;#039;s where she wanted it to stay. She had been working very hard to get past the emotional neglect and abuse she had suffered through. She didn&amp;#039;t wish to relive it. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not quite sure, sir. I&amp;#039;m pretty nervous.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;There&amp;#039;s no need to be nervous doctor...would you care to speak about your childhood?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter knew that the past could mold a person, irrelevant if the experience had been a negative or a positive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Some learn from past experience while others...did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Rayne swallowed hard and shook her head. Just thinking about the daily taunting she recieved from her older siblings made har feel small. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, sir, but I... I don&amp;#039;t think I can.&amp;quot; In that moment, not only would he see her nervousness, but he would also see  in her the look of a child remembering some harsh unjust punishment for an act they had no control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Very well doctor I shall not force you but it some times help to talk.. it might bring closure to the past.Tell me what made you go into medical?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter asked softly.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 13:12:07 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : More than used to such a threat, the nurse looked unperturbed. She was probably quite glad for the warning. She retrieved a waste receptacle and waited patiently to assit the poor cadet. Emalene meanwhile was watching his vitals which automatically popped up on the console the minute her patient laid on the biobed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : She seemed to be waiting on something and when she saw it, she pressed a hypo into his neck giving him a relaxing antidepressant mixed with a mild fever reducer and blood thinner. This would help the fluids move faster through his system while calming him. Soon the cold would be mitigated by the heat reflecting blanket and he would feel better but it would take a few moments for that to kick in. Meanwhile, she softly spoke into his ear with her native Betazoid. Emalene was saying nothing in particular, but her voice was very soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sakka laid on the biobed, listening to the whispers and trying to suppress the aching by a simple home remedy - sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Once he was fully asleep, the staff left him except a nurse who checked in on him occasionally. They all hoped he slept for a full 8 hours. It was always rough the first few days of withdrawals. This of course, was less so than in the years before the federation. Emalene checked in on the cadet several times herself, satisfied that he was doing well. When it was time for her shift to end, she knew she was leaving him in the capable hands of her newest Cadet, Dr. Jones who would be arriving any minute for her shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Im going to transfer this thread to Dr. Jones for some experience. She and I are going to interact over Primmez and then Emalene will leave. :D --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Jones arrived a few short moments later, ready to get started with her shift.  Upon entering the sickbay,she reported to Dr. Epoch to find out what the day would hold for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 13:43:32 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Astrometics on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ** snip **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : After a bit Amanda came back over to check on Sakka.  &amp;quot;How&amp;#039;s it going?  Fallen asleep yet?&amp;quot; she asked with a grin.  &amp;quot;Comeon, let&amp;#039;s grab a coffee, and you can tell me a bit about your aspirations for your time in Starfleet.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Sakka wiped the sleep off his eyes and sprung out of his chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sure!&amp;quot; he exclaimed. He was ready to do anything to get out of Astrometrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Where do you want me to start?&amp;quot; he asked Amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The beginning is a good start,&amp;quot; Amanda said laughing as they walked out of Astrometrics and headed for the mess hall.  &amp;quot;How about why you ended up joining?  Are you from a military family?  My parents were never in Starfleet but my older sis joined and after seeing what she got to do I wanted to as well.  And here I am!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Sakka scratched his head and gave out an awkward chuckle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Um, yeah I don&amp;#039;t have a military background at all. My dad was only the drill sergeant of the living room easy chair, and most of the time my mom was working her tail off to put food on the table.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He smiled at this, reminiscing at his mother&amp;#039;s diligence and hard work. &amp;quot;I joined Starfleet because I wanted to get away and explore.&amp;quot; He was filled with confidence, something he wasn&amp;#039;t too familiar with, but he liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a scientist, Ms. Jones. I want to know why the universe is what it is.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I understand that,&amp;quot; Amanda said laughing.  &amp;quot;My sister is an engineer, she can&amp;#039;t stop herself from constantly taking things apart and trying to make them better.  I was the one looking up at the stars wondering what was out there, hence why I&amp;#039;m in the astrometrics lab.  I get to spend everyday just looking at the stars and and finding new hidden mysteries.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Mysteries are fun,&amp;quot; the cadet said, excited that he shared interests with a colleague. &amp;quot;I like to read detective novels in my spare time. Especially Sherlock Holmes.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He went on to talk about some of the things he wanted to explore, like planets and star systems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC - I hope that you don&amp;#039;t take that Sherlock part as a crossover attempt. I&amp;#039;m just being honest about my character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Oh trust me that is no where near some crossover attempts that I&amp;#039;ve seen in my time. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve never been too big into the detective novels, or novels in general.  For some reason I tend to jump ahead and read the endings before I get too far into the book.  It&amp;#039;s probably the suspense, I don&amp;#039;t like waiting more then I have to to get to the ending.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I love suspense,&amp;quot; Sakka said with enthusiasm. &amp;quot;I always want to read the details so I understand the context of the mystery.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He looked around for a few seconds, noticing that they had gotten side-tracked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;So, where&amp;#039;s this coffee you promised me?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I guess I&amp;#039;m just a bit to impatient to want to understand the details, I just want the solution.  As for the coffee the mess hall is just around the next corner.  Come on,&amp;quot; Amanda said picking up her pace as they turned the corner and walked into the mess hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;You take your coffee any special way? Or just black?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Oh,&amp;quot; he laughed, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a bit of a wimp with coffee. I usually take two creamers and a synthetic sugar.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sakka was feeling a little bit more confident with his interpersonal relations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Can do,&amp;quot; Amanda said placing the orders.  Taking her own cup she passed the other to Sakka and headed for a table.  Sliding into her seat she took a sip of her coffee.  &amp;quot;So tell me, what did you really think about the task that the good Lt gave you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Honestly,&amp;quot; he laughed, &amp;quot;I didn&amp;#039;t mind it until about thirty minutes ago. Things just seemed to drag on, you know?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sakka took a sip of his coffee, and then promptly spit it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Ugh,&amp;quot; he said as he wiped up the mess with his sleeve, &amp;quot;This is what passes for coffee here?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He looked into his cup and mumbled &amp;quot;Guess this is what happens when you stop growing it yourself.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Amanda raised an eyebrow and took a sip, &amp;quot;It tastes about the same to me.  I guess I&amp;#039;ve just gotten used to the replicated stuff.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Taking another sip she sat her cup down on the table.  &amp;quot;Yeah he does like to test the new cadets when they come aboard, I wouldn&amp;#039;t take it to personally.  You actually had it easy, there was this one time there was an explosion...  But you don&amp;#039;t wanna know about that.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 20:49:51 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Mess Hall on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Marci took a step into the mess hall and stopped.  He had been wandering around the ship without much of an idea of where he was going, just thinking.  With everything going on he was just thinking about where he was in life at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hearing a small cough behind him he stepped to the side to let a crewmen past.  While he hadn&amp;#039;t exactly had a destination in mind, he hadn&amp;#039;t expected to end up in the mess hall, maybe it was a subconscious thing.  As if on cue his stomach rumbled.  Making his way over to the replicator and grabbed a light lunch before settling into a table near the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Wendell had been checking in with the other senior staff officers. He found the CSO sitting in the mess hall. He replciated some lunch for himself. Some chunky chicken noodle souo with a roll and a glass of iced tea.  He took his tray over to where the CSO was sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Pardon me,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Lt. Shin? I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. The new Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Using his fork Marci gestured towards the seat opposite of him, &amp;quot;Please have a seat, I was just having a bite to eat.  You are of course welcome to join me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Setting down his fork Marci took a sip of water before continuing.  &amp;quot;What can I do for you today Mr. Vaughn?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Wendell carefully set his tray down on the table opposite of Lt Shin. Then he seated himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m making it a point to meet individually with all of the other department heads,&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;Manly to introduce myself. Also to coordinate cadet related cross training itineraries, go over power consumption requirements and equipment maintenance reports, check on dry dock work crew refits and related diagnostics, that sort of thing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Wendell would feel a hand on his shoulder it was Hunter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you mind guys if I join in?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he asked while balancing a plate full of fish and chips and without waiting for a response took a seat,smiled and started digging into his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Heh, no problem, Counselor,&amp;quot; Wendell said. &amp;quot;Have a seat. I&amp;#039;ve just been introducing myself to the Chief Science Officer, here.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Marci took another look at his meal and pushed it slightly to the side.  He had a feeling that he wasn&amp;#039;t going to get a chance to finish it before it went cold.  &amp;quot;As I was about to tell Mr. Vaughn, everything repair wise seems to be shaping up pretty well, though I think the port sensor array is slightly off in alignment.  As for cross training is it because you are tired of having us science types digging into your systems only to end up causing them to explode in the end?&amp;quot; he said grinning.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 21:00:06 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546900</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;Travis  walked up to the counselors office door and chimed. He heard a voice say enter and he did as requested, as he walked in he suddenly realized...he was on a starship and kind of well lost his voice. &amp;quot;ummm...UHHH   UMM ..Cadet Kender reporting sir&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 03:42:42 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>marklynn</dc:creator>
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 <title>CMO&#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty  on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546901</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;As Travis walked into sick bay it was all so very clear that his dreams were finally coming true,but he was not quite sure of himself. He spotted the CMO&amp;#039;s office and headed that direction stoppeed in front of the door way and snapped to attention &amp;quot; Cadet Kender reporting for duty sir&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 03:45:52 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Astrometics on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546914</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : ** snip **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : After a bit Amanda came back over to check on Sakka.  &amp;quot;How&amp;#039;s it going?  Fallen asleep yet?&amp;quot; she asked with a grin.  &amp;quot;Comeon, let&amp;#039;s grab a coffee, and you can tell me a bit about your aspirations for your time in Starfleet.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Sakka wiped the sleep off his eyes and sprung out of his chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sure!&amp;quot; he exclaimed. He was ready to do anything to get out of Astrometrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Where do you want me to start?&amp;quot; he asked Amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The beginning is a good start,&amp;quot; Amanda said laughing as they walked out of Astrometrics and headed for the mess hall.  &amp;quot;How about why you ended up joining?  Are you from a military family?  My parents were never in Starfleet but my older sis joined and after seeing what she got to do I wanted to as well.  And here I am!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Sakka scratched his head and gave out an awkward chuckle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Um, yeah I don&amp;#039;t have a military background at all. My dad was only the drill sergeant of the living room easy chair, and most of the time my mom was working her tail off to put food on the table.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : He smiled at this, reminiscing at his mother&amp;#039;s diligence and hard work. &amp;quot;I joined Starfleet because I wanted to get away and explore.&amp;quot; He was filled with confidence, something he wasn&amp;#039;t too familiar with, but he liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a scientist, Ms. Jones. I want to know why the universe is what it is.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I understand that,&amp;quot; Amanda said laughing.  &amp;quot;My sister is an engineer, she can&amp;#039;t stop herself from constantly taking things apart and trying to make them better.  I was the one looking up at the stars wondering what was out there, hence why I&amp;#039;m in the astrometrics lab.  I get to spend everyday just looking at the stars and and finding new hidden mysteries.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Mysteries are fun,&amp;quot; the cadet said, excited that he shared interests with a colleague. &amp;quot;I like to read detective novels in my spare time. Especially Sherlock Holmes.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He went on to talk about some of the things he wanted to explore, like planets and star systems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC - I hope that you don&amp;#039;t take that Sherlock part as a crossover attempt. I&amp;#039;m just being honest about my character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Oh trust me that is no where near some crossover attempts that I&amp;#039;ve seen in my time. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve never been too big into the detective novels, or novels in general.  For some reason I tend to jump ahead and read the endings before I get too far into the book.  It&amp;#039;s probably the suspense, I don&amp;#039;t like waiting more then I have to to get to the ending.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;I love suspense,&amp;quot; Sakka said with enthusiasm. &amp;quot;I always want to read the details so I understand the context of the mystery.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He looked around for a few seconds, noticing that they had gotten side-tracked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;So, where&amp;#039;s this coffee you promised me?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I guess I&amp;#039;m just a bit to impatient to want to understand the details, I just want the solution.  As for the coffee the mess hall is just around the next corner.  Come on,&amp;quot; Amanda said picking up her pace as they turned the corner and walked into the mess hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;You take your coffee any special way? Or just black?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Oh,&amp;quot; he laughed, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a bit of a wimp with coffee. I usually take two creamers and a synthetic sugar.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sakka was feeling a little bit more confident with his interpersonal relations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Can do,&amp;quot; Amanda said placing the orders.  Taking her own cup she passed the other to Sakka and headed for a table.  Sliding into her seat she took a sip of her coffee.  &amp;quot;So tell me, what did you really think about the task that the good Lt gave you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Honestly,&amp;quot; he laughed, &amp;quot;I didn&amp;#039;t mind it until about thirty minutes ago. Things just seemed to drag on, you know?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sakka took a sip of his coffee, and then promptly spit it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Ugh,&amp;quot; he said as he wiped up the mess with his sleeve, &amp;quot;This is what passes for coffee here?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He looked into his cup and mumbled &amp;quot;Guess this is what happens when you stop growing it yourself.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Amanda raised an eyebrow and took a sip, &amp;quot;It tastes about the same to me.  I guess I&amp;#039;ve just gotten used to the replicated stuff.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Taking another sip she sat her cup down on the table.  &amp;quot;Yeah he does like to test the new cadets when they come aboard, I wouldn&amp;#039;t take it to personally.  You actually had it easy, there was this one time there was an explosion...  But you don&amp;#039;t wanna know about that.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sakka raised an eyebrow. &amp;quot;Are you talking about a big explosion?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He pushed the cup away, hoping not to offend the Ensign. &amp;quot;I find science interesting. Dangerous or not, it&amp;#039;s still science.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>Counselor&#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : When Rayne found herself ready, she made her way to the councilor’s office. Strangely enough, she was not as nervous about this meeting as she had been about her physical. Perhaps it was because she already knew the problems she had to overcome?  Or maybe it was just that she was growing accustomed to her new surroundings already. Either way, she expected this to go smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Upon entering the counilor’s office, Jones checked in and waited to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter was passing his fingers through his shoulder length black hair trying to make it more presentable.He noticed the new Cadet and gestured for her to enter and take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Females usually say they have a bad hair day I seem to have it everyday!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : The counselor gave up and asked Jones &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Rayne&amp;#039;s smile was bland as she entered and sat down. She wasn&amp;#039;t really sure how to respond to his joke. Instead, she nodded and answered his question, &amp;quot;Yes, sir. Rayne Jones.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He cleared his throat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Any thing specific you wish to talk about doctor?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Rayne sat silent for a moment. She was thinking on if there was something she&amp;#039;d like to bring up to him. She supposed she  could talk about growing up the way she had and how it affected her, but she would have felt like she was complaining. It was in the past and that&amp;#039;s where she wanted it to stay. She had been working very hard to get past the emotional neglect and abuse she had suffered through. She didn&amp;#039;t wish to relive it. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not quite sure, sir. I&amp;#039;m pretty nervous.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;There&amp;#039;s no need to be nervous doctor...would you care to speak about your childhood?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter knew that the past could mold a person, irrelevant if the experience had been a negative or a positive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Some learn from past experience while others...did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Rayne swallowed hard and shook her head. Just thinking about the daily taunting she recieved from her older siblings made har feel small. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, sir, but I... I don&amp;#039;t think I can.&amp;quot; In that moment, not only would he see her nervousness, but he would also see  in her the look of a child remembering some harsh unjust punishment for an act they had no control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Very well doctor I shall not force you but it some times help to talk.. it might bring closure to the past.Tell me what made you go into medical?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter asked softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Instead of answering his question, Rayne looked away and spoke softly, &amp;quot;I was there... when they died... my parents i mean. I was with them. It was my fault.&amp;quot; She knew it really wasn&amp;#039;t her fault. She couldn&amp;#039;t have done anything to prevent it. But she had accepted the blame as her own after years and years of hearing it from others.  &amp;quot;I begged to go with them and they said yes. It&amp;#039;s my fault...&amp;quot; Her voice trailed off softly feeling the familiar sting of grief. &amp;quot;When I woke up in the hospital, my brother and sister were there. They told me mom and dad were... &amp;quot; Swallowing hard, she looked back at the councilor but didn&amp;#039;t really see him there. &amp;quot;They said it was my fault and I should have died instead.&amp;quot; Closing her eyes, Rayne fought to regain control of the emotins that threatened to overwhelm her. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry.&amp;quot; She spoke so softly it was hardly a sound. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m so so sorry.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 09:19:29 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546922</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Marci took a step into the mess hall and stopped.  He had been wandering around the ship without much of an idea of where he was going, just thinking.  With everything going on he was just thinking about where he was in life at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hearing a small cough behind him he stepped to the side to let a crewmen past.  While he hadn&amp;#039;t exactly had a destination in mind, he hadn&amp;#039;t expected to end up in the mess hall, maybe it was a subconscious thing.  As if on cue his stomach rumbled.  Making his way over to the replicator and grabbed a light lunch before settling into a table near the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Wendell had been checking in with the other senior staff officers. He found the CSO sitting in the mess hall. He replciated some lunch for himself. Some chunky chicken noodle souo with a roll and a glass of iced tea.  He took his tray over to where the CSO was sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Pardon me,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Lt. Shin? I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. The new Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Using his fork Marci gestured towards the seat opposite of him, &amp;quot;Please have a seat, I was just having a bite to eat.  You are of course welcome to join me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Setting down his fork Marci took a sip of water before continuing.  &amp;quot;What can I do for you today Mr. Vaughn?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Wendell carefully set his tray down on the table opposite of Lt Shin. Then he seated himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m making it a point to meet individually with all of the other department heads,&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;Manly to introduce myself. Also to coordinate cadet related cross training itineraries, go over power consumption requirements and equipment maintenance reports, check on dry dock work crew refits and related diagnostics, that sort of thing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Wendell would feel a hand on his shoulder it was Hunter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you mind guys if I join in?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he asked while balancing a plate full of fish and chips and without waiting for a response took a seat,smiled and started digging into his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Heh, no problem, Counselor,&amp;quot; Wendell said. &amp;quot;Have a seat. I&amp;#039;ve just been introducing myself to the Chief Science Officer, here.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Glad to meet you Lt&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he replied.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Marci took another look at his meal and pushed it slightly to the side.  He had a feeling that he wasn&amp;#039;t going to get a chance to finish it before it went cold.  &amp;quot;As I was about to tell Mr. Vaughn, everything repair wise seems to be shaping up pretty well, though I think the port sensor array is slightly off in alignment.  As for cross training is it because you are tired of having us science types digging into your systems only to end up causing them to explode in the end?&amp;quot; he said grinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hunter wasted no time and started digging into his food,he looked up with his mouth full wondering what they were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 09:22:13 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tess</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546926</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;,,: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : More than used to such a threat, the nurse looked unperturbed. She was probably quite glad for the warning. She retrieved a waste receptacle and waited patiently to assit the poor cadet. Emalene meanwhile was watching his vitals which automatically popped up on the console the minute her patient laid on the biobed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : She seemed to be waiting on something and when she saw it, she pressed a hypo into his neck giving him a relaxing antidepressant mixed with a mild fever reducer and blood thinner. This would help the fluids move faster through his system while calming him. Soon the cold would be mitigated by the heat reflecting blanket and he would feel better but it would take a few moments for that to kick in. Meanwhile, she softly spoke into his ear with her native Betazoid. Emalene was saying nothing in particular, but her voice was very soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sakka laid on the biobed, listening to the whispers and trying to suppress the aching by a simple home remedy - sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Once he was fully asleep, the staff left him except a nurse who checked in on him occasionally. They all hoped he slept for a full 8 hours. It was always rough the first few days of withdrawals. This of course, was less so than in the years before the federation. Emalene checked in on the cadet several times herself, satisfied that he was doing well. When it was time for her shift to end, she knew she was leaving him in the capable hands of her newest Cadet, Dr. Jones who would be arriving any minute for her shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Im going to transfer this thread to Dr. Jones for some experience. She and I are going to interact over Primmez and then Emalene will leave. :D --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Jones arrived a few short moments later, ready to get started with her shift.  Upon entering the sickbay,she reported to Dr. Epoch to find out what the day would hold for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rayne looked over the PaDD as she recieved her instructions. It looked like it would be a pretty easy day.  She nodded and made a note to start on the files after making her rounds. First she would check in on Mr. Primmez, then she would tend to the twins. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe i have any questions.&amp;quot; She smiled at Dr. Epoch &amp;quot;I believe everything is in order.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc: lol Amber. i didn&amp;#039;t even think about it when i picked the name&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 09:34:23 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Rayne_Jones</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546925</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;,,: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : More than used to such a threat, the nurse looked unperturbed. She was probably quite glad for the warning. She retrieved a waste receptacle and waited patiently to assit the poor cadet. Emalene meanwhile was watching his vitals which automatically popped up on the console the minute her patient laid on the biobed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : She seemed to be waiting on something and when she saw it, she pressed a hypo into his neck giving him a relaxing antidepressant mixed with a mild fever reducer and blood thinner. This would help the fluids move faster through his system while calming him. Soon the cold would be mitigated by the heat reflecting blanket and he would feel better but it would take a few moments for that to kick in. Meanwhile, she softly spoke into his ear with her native Betazoid. Emalene was saying nothing in particular, but her voice was very soothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sakka laid on the biobed, listening to the whispers and trying to suppress the aching by a simple home remedy - sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Once he was fully asleep, the staff left him except a nurse who checked in on him occasionally. They all hoped he slept for a full 8 hours. It was always rough the first few days of withdrawals. This of course, was less so than in the years before the federation. Emalene checked in on the cadet several times herself, satisfied that he was doing well. When it was time for her shift to end, she knew she was leaving him in the capable hands of her newest Cadet, Dr. Jones who would be arriving any minute for her shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Im going to transfer this thread to Dr. Jones for some experience. She and I are going to interact over Primmez and then Emalene will leave. :D --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Jones arrived a few short moments later, ready to get started with her shift.  Upon entering the sickbay,she reported to Dr. Epoch to find out what the day would hold for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rayne looked over the PaDD as she recieved her instructions. It looked like it would be a pretty easy day.  She nodded and made a note to start on the files after making her rounds. First she would check in on Mr. Primmez, then she would tend to the twins. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe i have any questions.&amp;quot; She smiled at Dr. Epoch &amp;quot;I believe everything is in order.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc: lol Amber. i didn&amp;#039;t even think about it when i picked the name&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546927</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Travis  walked up to the counselors office door and chimed. He heard a voice say enter and he did as requested, as he walked in he suddenly realized...he was on a starship and kind of well lost his voice. &amp;quot;ummm...UHHH   UMM ..Cadet Kender reporting sir&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hunter sat up from behind his desk to shake the new Cadet&amp;#039;s hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ah doctor Kender&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and gestured with his hand for the doctor to take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I assume you&amp;#039;re here for your psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; the counselor asked while trying to put the scattered Padds on his desk in a more orderly manner.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: it would be great if you can find time to write some thing about yourself for the BIO.It does not have to be long or complicated :)&lt;br /&gt;
marthese.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 09:34:38 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Counselor&#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546931</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : When Rayne found herself ready, she made her way to the councilor’s office. Strangely enough, she was not as nervous about this meeting as she had been about her physical. Perhaps it was because she already knew the problems she had to overcome?  Or maybe it was just that she was growing accustomed to her new surroundings already. Either way, she expected this to go smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Upon entering the counilor’s office, Jones checked in and waited to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Hunter was passing his fingers through his shoulder length black hair trying to make it more presentable.He noticed the new Cadet and gestured for her to enter and take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Females usually say they have a bad hair day I seem to have it everyday!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : The counselor gave up and asked Jones &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Rayne&amp;#039;s smile was bland as she entered and sat down. She wasn&amp;#039;t really sure how to respond to his joke. Instead, she nodded and answered his question, &amp;quot;Yes, sir. Rayne Jones.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He cleared his throat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Any thing specific you wish to talk about doctor?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Rayne sat silent for a moment. She was thinking on if there was something she&amp;#039;d like to bring up to him. She supposed she  could talk about growing up the way she had and how it affected her, but she would have felt like she was complaining. It was in the past and that&amp;#039;s where she wanted it to stay. She had been working very hard to get past the emotional neglect and abuse she had suffered through. She didn&amp;#039;t wish to relive it. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not quite sure, sir. I&amp;#039;m pretty nervous.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;There&amp;#039;s no need to be nervous doctor...would you care to speak about your childhood?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter knew that the past could mold a person, irrelevant if the experience had been a negative or a positive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Some learn from past experience while others...did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Rayne swallowed hard and shook her head. Just thinking about the daily taunting she recieved from her older siblings made har feel small. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, sir, but I... I don&amp;#039;t think I can.&amp;quot; In that moment, not only would he see her nervousness, but he would also see  in her the look of a child remembering some harsh unjust punishment for an act they had no control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Very well doctor I shall not force you but it some times help to talk.. it might bring closure to the past.Tell me what made you go into medical?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter asked softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Instead of answering his question, Rayne looked away and spoke softly, &amp;quot;I was there... when they died... my parents i mean. I was with them. It was my fault.&amp;quot; She knew it really wasn&amp;#039;t her fault. She couldn&amp;#039;t have done anything to prevent it. But she had accepted the blame as her own after years and years of hearing it from others.  &amp;quot;I begged to go with them and they said yes. It&amp;#039;s my fault...&amp;quot; Her voice trailed off softly feeling the familiar sting of grief. &amp;quot;When I woke up in the hospital, my brother and sister were there. They told me mom and dad were... &amp;quot; Swallowing hard, she looked back at the councilor but didn&amp;#039;t really see him there. &amp;quot;They said it was my fault and I should have died instead.&amp;quot; Closing her eyes, Rayne fought to regain control of the emotins that threatened to overwhelm her. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry.&amp;quot; She spoke so softly it was hardly a sound. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m so so sorry.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If he could wrap his arms around her and take away the pain the counselor would have done so.There were a lot of questions he wanted to ask and Hunter started with the one most important of all&amp;#039;&amp;#039;How old were you back then?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 09:40:40 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Mess Hall on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546993</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Marci took a step into the mess hall and stopped.  He had been wandering around the ship without much of an idea of where he was going, just thinking.  With everything going on he was just thinking about where he was in life at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Hearing a small cough behind him he stepped to the side to let a crewmen past.  While he hadn&amp;#039;t exactly had a destination in mind, he hadn&amp;#039;t expected to end up in the mess hall, maybe it was a subconscious thing.  As if on cue his stomach rumbled.  Making his way over to the replicator and grabbed a light lunch before settling into a table near the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Wendell had been checking in with the other senior staff officers. He found the CSO sitting in the mess hall. He replciated some lunch for himself. Some chunky chicken noodle souo with a roll and a glass of iced tea.  He took his tray over to where the CSO was sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Pardon me,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Lt. Shin? I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. The new Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Using his fork Marci gestured towards the seat opposite of him, &amp;quot;Please have a seat, I was just having a bite to eat.  You are of course welcome to join me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Setting down his fork Marci took a sip of water before continuing.  &amp;quot;What can I do for you today Mr. Vaughn?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Wendell carefully set his tray down on the table opposite of Lt Shin. Then he seated himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m making it a point to meet individually with all of the other department heads,&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;Manly to introduce myself. Also to coordinate cadet related cross training itineraries, go over power consumption requirements and equipment maintenance reports, check on dry dock work crew refits and related diagnostics, that sort of thing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Wendell would feel a hand on his shoulder it was Hunter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you mind guys if I join in?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he asked while balancing a plate full of fish and chips and without waiting for a response took a seat,smiled and started digging into his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Heh, no problem, Counselor,&amp;quot; Wendell said. &amp;quot;Have a seat. I&amp;#039;ve just been introducing myself to the Chief Science Officer, here.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Glad to meet you Lt&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Marci took another look at his meal and pushed it slightly to the side.  He had a feeling that he wasn&amp;#039;t going to get a chance to finish it before it went cold.  &amp;quot;As I was about to tell Mr. Vaughn, everything repair wise seems to be shaping up pretty well, though I think the port sensor array is slightly off in alignment.  As for cross training is it because you are tired of having us science types digging into your systems only to end up causing them to explode in the end?&amp;quot; he said grinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter wasted no time and started digging into his food,he looked up with his mouth full wondering what they were talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;heh,&amp;quot; Wendell replied. &amp;quot;It occurs to me that scientists and engineers are very much alike. And the cross training of cadets would be more useful on away missions where there&amp;#039;s one department represented but not the other. Or in emergency situations.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He took another drink of his iced tea while he worked on his chunky chicken noodle soup. This meeting was actually going quite well. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;
CE&lt;/p&gt;
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 <title>Sick Bay, Harn Physical on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/546995</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Halza stepped off the turbolift and approached the nurse&amp;#039;s station located just outside Sick Bay&amp;#039;s examination room. Smiling, he announced, &amp;quot;Captain Halza Harn, reporting for a medical examination.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ___Capt. Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Wendell made his way to the sickbay. He needed to check in for his welcome aboard eval anyway. He just hadn&amp;#039;t planned on it actually being a working physical. He had replicated a small white towel which he&amp;#039;d wrapped around his bleeding left elbow. He made sure not to put too mcuh pressure on it as there was still a few shards of broken glass in his arm. The towell was half soaked in blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : That&amp;#039;s when he saw his commanding officer waiting around the sickbay. &amp;quot;Uhm...&amp;quot; he started, &amp;quot;Sir.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn, CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : There was a few moments of silence while they both waited to do their welcome aboard physicals. Wendell eyed the bloody towelle covering his left elbow. Then he eyed the captain. Then he eyed his towelle again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Finally, he said, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll bet this looks funny, Captain.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Actually, Wendell, it looks painful&amp;quot;, Harn said. &amp;quot;What happened?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ___Capt. Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Ah, Well, Sir, I was moving into my quarters. And I was adjusting this painting in the living area. I sort of fell and landed in the glass table,&amp;quot; Wendell explained. &amp;quot;So, it looks like my welcome aboard physical will be a working physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Just as Wendell had finished speaking, Rayne would have made her appearance to see who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : was waiting. With a brief look, Rayne recognized the Captain but her attention quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : focused on the bleeding crew member. “Oh my,” she said.  She didn&amp;#039;t have to be an empath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : to know this man was in pain. Addressing the captain, Rayne spoke with an easy confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : “I’m sorry Captain, I know you’re here for your physical, but I must see to these wounds. I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : send a nurse for you in a moment. Please wait here.”  She knew her demeanor was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : now then it had been earlier. She was still nervous, but her help was needed. When it came to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : others, she had no time to be bothered by nervousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Turning to the bleeding man, she spoke just as easily, “Please follow me.”  The blond haired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : green eyed human led him deeper in to the sick bay. “How did this happen?” She had led him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : to an empty biobed and indicated he should sit. She pulled out her tricorder and did a quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : scan as she asked a near by nurse to bring more towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Wendell hopped onto the biobed and replied, &amp;quot;Well, I was just assigned to the Disco. And I was moving into my quarters. I was adjusting this painting on the wall, and using a chair to stand on. I fell and landed in the glass table.  Which makes this welcome aboard physical will be a working physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Putting her tricorder away, she picked up a hypo full of pain meds. Looking seriously at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : man before her, she asked, “Would you like something for the pain?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Just a hypospray will do,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;I want to keep awake. i have some work to do later.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Meanwhile, another doctor approached the captain. &amp;quot;Good day, Sir. I will be preforming your physical. Please follow me.&amp;quot; With a cold clinical practice, the doctor led the captain to an empty biobed. &amp;quot;Please have a seat, Sir.&amp;quot; As the captain would undoubtedly make himself comfortable, the doctor took out a tricorder and began. &amp;quot;Have you undergone any surgeries or suffered any major illnesses, Captain? Any broken bones?&amp;quot; The doctor continued his scan waiting for a reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: sorry, i keep forgetting to sign off on my posts. - Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ooc: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : you&amp;#039;re doing fine, Christy. The big hurdle is to get the hang of posting in the past tense, third person, novel style format. Signing off is important, too. esp when you&amp;#039;re dealing with lots of other players. That way we know which character you&amp;#039;re playing as. And remember, paragraphs are your friend. i inserted some text above to show you why; so we can interact in between the paragraphs if needed ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ~mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Wendell was a bit nervouse about having a cadet work on the glass shards from the remains of the table that were still embedded in his elbow. However, he wasn&amp;#039;t too seriously injured. It wasn&amp;#039;t like a phaser burn injury or anything like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Tricorder and biobed readings would indicate the standard human physical norms, aside from the injured elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Rayne smiled and nodded at the bleeding man, &amp;quot;I suppose it will be.&amp;quot; The nurse returned then with the towels and a basin and some clean water. Rayne thanked her as she administered the hypospray. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going to try and make this as painless as possible. Hold your elbow up please. I need to have a look at it. I&amp;#039;m Doctor Jones by the way.&amp;quot; She helped him lift his elbow with gentle hands. Carefully, she removed the blood soaked towel and ,placing the basin on the biobed next to him, she poured warm water over his elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wendell gulped a bit as he held up his elbow. Some of the blood had started to clot around where the wound met the towel.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. Lt. Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: she was glad to see it wasn&amp;#039;t as bad as it could have been. Picking up medical tweezers, Rayne glanced at his face. &amp;quot;Are you ready? This part may hurt a little.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ooc: sorry about the paragraphs. my tablet sometimes eats my spacing. -Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc:&lt;br /&gt;
No problem. btw if you get these pesky multiple posts at the same time? It&amp;#039;s caused by usually hitting enter or submit a few times instead of just once. If that happens in the future, thread duplication or split, just reply to the last one unless someone else has said anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;
~mike ~&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ic:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Okay I&amp;#039;m ready when you are, Doctor,&amp;quot; Wendell said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;
CE&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 13:58:27 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>mmontemayor</dc:creator>
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 <title>Transporter room one on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547020</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter made his way to the transporter room,giving a brief nod to the officer present at the console.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Picking up the officer&amp;#039;s Padd he noticed that the team consisted of an Archaeologist and his two aides. Straightening up a bit the counselor simply waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter was led to believe that the team was quite eager to be beamed onboard and yet here he was still waiting... while trying to resist the urge to pace the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Here they come now, Counselor,&amp;quot; the transporter operator Laura Tran said. She was a short woman, Asian, who looked dwarfed by the console that she was behind. It looked more like a bunker than a console unit. &amp;quot;The signal was paused from the source. I&amp;#039;m not sure what the trouble was.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Initiated transport ..&amp;quot; she said, her tones muted by the sound of the confinement beam. Three figures formed on the pad. Even before they finished Laura snorted. &amp;#039;Aides my Auntie Cho&amp;#039; The center figure was Bajoran, tall and straight. He was also aged, perhaps reaching his 80&amp;#039;s. Silver streaked his blondish hair and he had the bearing of the strength of younger days just starting to become bowed. His face was angular with taut laugh lines. To each side of him was an Orion female. They looked to be twins and were dressed in what might be more of a &amp;#039;party&amp;#039; nurse&amp;#039;s dress, or something from a century ago, albeit edited to be quite low cut in the front and hemmed higher - if that were possible. As soon as the confinement beam released the trio, the archaeologist stepped forward and down from the pad, the twins in tow to come to either side of him. He still had a light step, despite his years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Hubert,&amp;quot; he said by way of introduction, his voice salesman smooth, as he held out a hand to the Counselor. &amp;quot;Sorry for the delay. Tori here dropped an ear-ring on the pad.&amp;quot; One of the twins tipped her head and waved fingers at Hunter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter could not help but look at the female that had gotten his attention first and was tempting to wave back wondering if she had managed to find the ear-ring,then realized the older man was speaking to him &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Eh..Oh glad to see you made it safely onboard Mr Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; while shaking his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Counselor Hunter&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he introduced himself &amp;#039;&amp;#039;If you care to follow me I will take you to your quarters&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He helped to carry some of the older man&amp;#039;s luggage,Hunter was sure the younger females could manage by themselves &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I will inform the Captain of your arrival&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter told the archeologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Capital idea,&amp;quot; Hubert replied; his hand shake was firm and he pumped Hunter&amp;#039;s hand with some zeal. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s good to be aboard a ship to get out again. Labs are fun and teaching is a challenge but the field, well, there&amp;#039;s just nothing that compares.&amp;quot; The twins looked to have limited luggage; a suitcase each that looked not unlike a briefcase. Hubert had a larger duffle bag and what looked to be a kind of backpack. It was adorned with many a sewed on patch from this or that world he was on, or &amp;#039;dig&amp;#039; that he had been on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One twin could be heard whispering to the other, &amp;quot;Quarters, good. I can&amp;#039;t wait to get out of these things. Clothes are so scratchy ..&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hubert&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 15:56:36 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>ggibbs</dc:creator>
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 <title>Counselor&#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547049</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : When Rayne found herself ready, she made her way to the councilor’s office. Strangely enough, she was not as nervous about this meeting as she had been about her physical. Perhaps it was because she already knew the problems she had to overcome?  Or maybe it was just that she was growing accustomed to her new surroundings already. Either way, she expected this to go smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Upon entering the counilor’s office, Jones checked in and waited to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Hunter was passing his fingers through his shoulder length black hair trying to make it more presentable.He noticed the new Cadet and gestured for her to enter and take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Females usually say they have a bad hair day I seem to have it everyday!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : The counselor gave up and asked Jones &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Rayne&amp;#039;s smile was bland as she entered and sat down. She wasn&amp;#039;t really sure how to respond to his joke. Instead, she nodded and answered his question, &amp;quot;Yes, sir. Rayne Jones.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He cleared his throat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Any thing specific you wish to talk about doctor?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Rayne sat silent for a moment. She was thinking on if there was something she&amp;#039;d like to bring up to him. She supposed she  could talk about growing up the way she had and how it affected her, but she would have felt like she was complaining. It was in the past and that&amp;#039;s where she wanted it to stay. She had been working very hard to get past the emotional neglect and abuse she had suffered through. She didn&amp;#039;t wish to relive it. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not quite sure, sir. I&amp;#039;m pretty nervous.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;There&amp;#039;s no need to be nervous doctor...would you care to speak about your childhood?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter knew that the past could mold a person, irrelevant if the experience had been a negative or a positive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Some learn from past experience while others...did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Rayne swallowed hard and shook her head. Just thinking about the daily taunting she recieved from her older siblings made har feel small. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, sir, but I... I don&amp;#039;t think I can.&amp;quot; In that moment, not only would he see her nervousness, but he would also see  in her the look of a child remembering some harsh unjust punishment for an act they had no control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Very well doctor I shall not force you but it some times help to talk.. it might bring closure to the past.Tell me what made you go into medical?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter asked softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Instead of answering his question, Rayne looked away and spoke softly, &amp;quot;I was there... when they died... my parents i mean. I was with them. It was my fault.&amp;quot; She knew it really wasn&amp;#039;t her fault. She couldn&amp;#039;t have done anything to prevent it. But she had accepted the blame as her own after years and years of hearing it from others.  &amp;quot;I begged to go with them and they said yes. It&amp;#039;s my fault...&amp;quot; Her voice trailed off softly feeling the familiar sting of grief. &amp;quot;When I woke up in the hospital, my brother and sister were there. They told me mom and dad were... &amp;quot; Swallowing hard, she looked back at the councilor but didn&amp;#039;t really see him there. &amp;quot;They said it was my fault and I should have died instead.&amp;quot; Closing her eyes, Rayne fought to regain control of the emotins that threatened to overwhelm her. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry.&amp;quot; She spoke so softly it was hardly a sound. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m so so sorry.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: If he could wrap his arms around her and take away the pain the counselor would have done so.There were a lot of questions he wanted to ask and Hunter started with the one most important of all&amp;#039;&amp;#039;How old were you back then?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rayne blinked and looked at the councilor as if for the first time. Trying to rid her voice of emotion, she cleared her throat. When she spoke, however, her voice was still very very soft. &amp;quot;I was six.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 17:56:53 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Rayne_Jones</dc:creator>
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 <title>Bridge on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547088</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Commander Hollenbeck arrived on the Bridge, having finished his working breakfast with the CO, and moved to his seat in the centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He opened his hands and shrugged &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Can&amp;#039;t win them all&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he said to Daria with a small smile.About to hit his comm badge Hunter stopped when he saw Hollenback enter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;On my way to transporter room one Commander&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and with that he turned around to exit the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant Ellery, are all Cadets accounted for? Its nearly showtime.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Captain. All cadets onboard and accounted for,&amp;quot; replied Lucas, double checking his readouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ralph was a little uneasy. Admittedly, this was his first stint back on the Bridge after his administrative assignment. Nonetheless, he had completed scenarios to ensure he was still able to maintain leadership of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Thank you Lieutenant&amp;quot;, he said before standing by for the report from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He stood up from his seat and began moving around the Bridge. He always found the command chaira to be awkwardly immobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : =/\= Bridge to Engineering, Ship readiness status please. Are we ready for showtime? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Looking around, he tried to work out whether the CSO was present on the Bridge and also to see who else was on Bridge duty. Seeing the CNS, he nodded towards in acknowledgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Darlene stood to face Hollenbeck. &amp;quot;Sir, shift reporting a clean transport from Earthside. Three have arrived. Overnight medical reported a minor incident from Science Lab 2. A spore experiment unleashed a noxious vapor that sent two to sickbay for eye irritation. Engineering shows green, though one crewman on gamma shift reports an odd occurrence. He said that someone had made a .. tower out of equipment from a engineering cabinet. Nothing damaged. He only said it as a curiosity as he&amp;#039;d never seen that before. Final supplies have been beamed onboard into Storage Bay 2. Apparently they are on board but not logged. Security reported a small incident in the lounge. Two crewmen fighting over a girl.&amp;quot; She muttered, &amp;#039;I should be so lucky.&amp;#039; &amp;quot;Ah, no injuries but both are cooling their heels in the brig awaiting sentencing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Darl, OD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He was surprised to see the Engineer on the Bridge. By all accounts, he had missed his arrival and tried to ignore his use of the comm badge to just across the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Acknowledged, keep me posted on that incident and if you could ensure supplies are logged with the report filed asap. Its a bane I know, but an unfortunately necessary one.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Darl made a note in her PaDD that sat on the console. &amp;quot;Check on the two in the brig. See that the materials are inventoried,&amp;quot; she said as she tapped that in. With her other hand she took a pull from her rakdajino, making a face. &amp;quot;Ugh, cold rak.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Darl took up her PaDD and cold Rak and turned to the Commander, &amp;quot;Sir, if there is nothing else I stand relieved and will go and attend to these details.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;Assuming it is given&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Darl headed for the turbolift and was gone, the faint scent of rakdajino following her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Rolling his shoulders back, he stood up and moved to the centre of the Bridge and would have been to move such that all Bridge officer could see him. &amp;quot;Admiral Krueger has directed us to report to the Azzi System to witness an astronomical event that is of interest to the Federation. In due course, a briefing will take place. In fact, my belief is the Captain will want this in short order. At that Briefing further details will be disclosed. We need to move pretty sharpish. If all hands still report green, Helmsman please set a course for the Azzi System. The timings of this Astronomical event are in the ship&amp;#039;s database and should be overlaid to calculate the appropriate warp for arrival.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Aye, Commander,&amp;quot; said Ellery, prepping his station for the trip. He wondered what this &amp;quot;astronomical event&amp;quot; was that has the interest of the Federation. He would soon find out, during the briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;All green here, Commander,&amp;quot; the helm replied, tapping in the coordinates of the system. He shook his head, though. &amp;quot;Commander, I have the system here, but I have no knowledge of this event. Or rather, the computer doesn&amp;#039;t. He brought up a side window and scrolled. After a minute he turned back. &amp;quot;Commander, I&amp;#039;ve got nothing. I have the system here, but there is nothing else. I could fill a napkin with what I see here on the system.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Darl and heretofore unnamed helmsman ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There was a beep on the helm console. With a tap the helmsman activated the comms. =^= Earth command to Discovery. You are cleared to exit system on mission. Take some good pictures for us, eh? Command out. =^= &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wolfgang Steurer, the helmsman replied, his large bushy mustache meeting his dark blonde hair =^= Postcard perfect =^= he responded. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Commander, heading and course are set. Best guess on speed.&amp;quot; The viewscreen showed the blue planet of Earth growing smaller as they departed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Steurer, the now named Helmsman&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As Travis walked into sick bay it was all so very clear that his dreams were finally coming true,but he was not quite sure of himself. He spotted the CMO&amp;#039;s office and headed that direction stoppeed in front of the door way and snapped to attention &amp;quot; Cadet Kender reporting for duty sir&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kender would see, out of the corner of his eye, a strange thing, especially in a sickbay (at least those he was likely familiar with). Upon a biobed, made from medical things .. legs out of PaDDs, arms of splints, and body of dressings and a head of tricorders, a kind of Inukshuk.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His Furrynes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: You can google Inukshuk for the image.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Travis noticed an odd sort of thing similar to that of A human on A bio-bed near by and of course his curiosity was on overcrive but he knew he must stay focused he was after all reporting for duty and wanted to make A good first impression.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Travis to the seat offered to him and replied&amp;quot; Yes Commander I am reporting for my evaluation, I am sorry for my....nervousness its  just that.....well I guess Im just A bit overwhelmed is all&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Travis saw his CMO and walked over to her and with respect said &amp;quot; Cadet Travis Kender reporting for duty sir&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547204</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Rayne looked over the PaDD as she recieved her instructions. It looked like it would be a pretty easy day.  She nodded and made a note to start on the files after making her rounds. First she would check in on Mr. Primmez, then she would tend to the twins. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe i have any questions.&amp;quot; She smiled at Dr. Epoch &amp;quot;I believe everything is in order.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ooc: lol Amber. i didn&amp;#039;t even think about it when i picked the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Excellent. Then I&amp;#039;m sure you will do just fine.&amp;quot; She smiled warmly and left with utter confidence in her new doctor. Now, she could get some food. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: Tag to Mr. Primmez. Perhaps you could have your character wake soon so you can get some side sim Rp interaction with someone other than the DH&amp;#039;s :D--Amber&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 15:35:36 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547206</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As Travis walked into sick bay it was all so very clear that his dreams were finally coming true,but he was not quite sure of himself. He spotted the CMO&amp;#039;s office and headed that direction stoppeed in front of the door way and snapped to attention &amp;quot; Cadet Kender reporting for duty sir&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Kender would see, out of the corner of his eye, a strange thing, especially in a sickbay (at least those he was likely familiar with). Upon a biobed, made from medical things .. legs out of PaDDs, arms of splints, and body of dressings and a head of tricorders, a kind of Inukshuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: His Furrynes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: You can google Inukshuk for the image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The sharp snap to attention startled Emalene. She jumped at least a foot and then her face turned a soft pink with embarrassment as she sighed heavily in relief. &amp;quot;Oh! Dr. Kender, you startled me.&amp;quot; Obviously her attention had been on the console before her. It was filled with a file of living tissue being slowly destroyed by an unknown virus. She was a pale and pretty Betazoid woman, with dark auburn hair and deep black eyes. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Her hand came to her chest as she stood, breathing slightly heavy due to the pounding in her heart at having been so unexpectedly startled. She smiled reassuringly and stepped out of her office, moving toward the biobed. &amp;quot;So we shall need to start with your boarding physical before I can approve you for duty. You will also need to check in with the Ship&amp;#039;s Counselor for your mental evaluation as well. Why don&amp;#039;t we go over...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Emalene stopped in her tracks, looking at the inukshuk with a look of confusion on her face. For several moments, she just blinked at it. Who on earth would have done that? Shaking her head ruefully, she moved to a different biobed. &amp;quot;How about here? Have a seat.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: So there is plenty to respond to. Try to be full with your descriptions and observations. Work on using all five major senses in your posts. (It&amp;#039;s not always appropriate to use all five, but its a good basis for thinking). Try especially in beginning posts with someone new, to describe how your character looks and his disposition. Always sign off your posts as I did here with your name and department. For you, it would be Cadet Kender, Doctor. This way in long posts, you will have a point of reference on who is posting. --Amber&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 15:49:44 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547207</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As Travis walked into sick bay it was all so very clear that his dreams were finally coming true,but he was not quite sure of himself. He spotted the CMO&amp;#039;s office and headed that direction stoppeed in front of the door way and snapped to attention &amp;quot; Cadet Kender reporting for duty sir&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Kender would see, out of the corner of his eye, a strange thing, especially in a sickbay (at least those he was likely familiar with). Upon a biobed, made from medical things .. legs out of PaDDs, arms of splints, and body of dressings and a head of tricorders, a kind of Inukshuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : His Furrynes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: You can google Inukshuk for the image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The sharp snap to attention startled Emalene. She jumped at least a foot and then her face turned a soft pink with embarrassment as she sighed heavily in relief. &amp;quot;Oh! Dr. Kender, you startled me.&amp;quot; Obviously her attention had been on the console before her. It was filled with a file of living tissue being slowly destroyed by an unknown virus. She was a pale and pretty Betazoid woman, with dark auburn hair and deep black eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Her hand came to her chest as she stood, breathing slightly heavy due to the pounding in her heart at having been so unexpectedly startled. She smiled reassuringly and stepped out of her office, moving toward the biobed. &amp;quot;So we shall need to start with your boarding physical before I can approve you for duty. You will also need to check in with the Ship&amp;#039;s Counselor for your mental evaluation as well. Why don&amp;#039;t we go over...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Emalene stopped in her tracks, looking at the inukshuk with a look of confusion on her face. For several moments, she just blinked at it. Who on earth would have done that? Shaking her head ruefully, she moved to a different biobed. &amp;quot;How about here? Have a seat.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: So there is plenty to respond to. Try to be full with your descriptions and observations. Work on using all five major senses in your posts. (It&amp;#039;s not always appropriate to use all five, but its a good basis for thinking). Try especially in beginning posts with someone new, to describe how your character looks and his disposition. Always sign off your posts as I did here with your name and department. For you, it would be Cadet Kender, Doctor. This way in long posts, you will have a point of reference on who is posting. --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC Note: Click the Reply at the bottom of the last post in the thread to reply to it. How can you tell its the last one? When you see: » Previous note | Parent | Reply | Post new note | Next chronologically | Next in Location at the bottom of the post you are reading and there is not a &amp;quot;Next in Location&amp;quot; to click, you are at the last post. --Amber&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As Travis walked into sick bay it was all so very clear that his dreams were finally coming true,but he was not quite sure of himself. He spotted the CMO&amp;#039;s office and headed that direction stoppeed in front of the door way and snapped to attention &amp;quot; Cadet Kender reporting for duty sir&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Kender would see, out of the corner of his eye, a strange thing, especially in a sickbay (at least those he was likely familiar with). Upon a biobed, made from medical things .. legs out of PaDDs, arms of splints, and body of dressings and a head of tricorders, a kind of Inukshuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : His Furrynes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: You can google Inukshuk for the image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The sharp snap to attention startled Emalene. She jumped at least a foot and then her face turned a soft pink with embarrassment as she sighed heavily in relief. &amp;quot;Oh! Dr. Kender, you startled me.&amp;quot; Obviously her attention had been on the console before her. It was filled with a file of living tissue being slowly destroyed by an unknown virus. She was a pale and pretty Betazoid woman, with dark auburn hair and deep black eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Her hand came to her chest as she stood, breathing slightly heavy due to the pounding in her heart at having been so unexpectedly startled. She smiled reassuringly and stepped out of her office, moving toward the biobed. &amp;quot;So we shall need to start with your boarding physical before I can approve you for duty. You will also need to check in with the Ship&amp;#039;s Counselor for your mental evaluation as well. Why don&amp;#039;t we go over...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Emalene stopped in her tracks, looking at the inukshuk with a look of confusion on her face. For several moments, she just blinked at it. Who on earth would have done that? Shaking her head ruefully, she moved to a different biobed. &amp;quot;How about here? Have a seat.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: So there is plenty to respond to. Try to be full with your descriptions and observations. Work on using all five major senses in your posts. (It&amp;#039;s not always appropriate to use all five, but its a good basis for thinking). Try especially in beginning posts with someone new, to describe how your character looks and his disposition. Always sign off your posts as I did here with your name and department. For you, it would be Cadet Kender, Doctor. This way in long posts, you will have a point of reference on who is posting. --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Travis felt slightly embarassed for startling his CMO but he knew that protocol called for it and he wasnt about to go against that. He fell into step with her and could not help but notice just how beautiful she was,he had met a few betazoids in his day but......well enough of that ...he thought to himself. He looked around the sick bay and his nerves began to wash away,he knew he belonged here and he also knew his parents would be proud. Travis still felt though at times he was still that blonde haired hazel eyed kid on the farm,but that was part of him he would never lose. He went to the bio-bed as instructed and turned to face his CMO and smiled just enough to see his dimples &amp;quot;Maam I am sorry I startled you,I guess maybe I am A bit nervous and very eager&amp;quot; Travis sat and noticed the thing on the bio bed near him.&amp;quot; I look forward to learning all I can and hopefully moving up quickly, may I be so bold as to ask.....what is that thing there? &amp;quot; He pointed to the nearby Bio-bed.***********Cadet Travis R. Kender..Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 05:15:32 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Rayne looked over the PaDD as she recieved her instructions. It looked like it would be a pretty easy day.  She nodded and made a note to start on the files after making her rounds. First she would check in on Mr. Primmez, then she would tend to the twins. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe i have any questions.&amp;quot; She smiled at Dr. Epoch &amp;quot;I believe everything is in order.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ooc: lol Amber. i didn&amp;#039;t even think about it when i picked the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Excellent. Then I&amp;#039;m sure you will do just fine.&amp;quot; She smiled warmly and left with utter confidence in her new doctor. Now, she could get some food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: Tag to Mr. Primmez. Perhaps you could have your character wake soon so you can get some side sim Rp interaction with someone other than the DH&amp;#039;s :D--Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After about thirty minutes, the cadet&amp;#039;s eyes started to open. Sakka felt a burning sensation in his retinas, but overall felt somewhat better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Space is not the place to feel sick,&amp;quot; he said to the doctor. He noticed another young cadet standing beside her, and mustered up enough courage to ask for her name.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 08:38:44 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;,: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Rayne looked over the PaDD as she recieved her instructions. It looked like it would be a pretty easy day.  She nodded and made a note to start on the files after making her rounds. First she would check in on Mr. Primmez, then she would tend to the twins. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe i have any questions.&amp;quot; She smiled at Dr. Epoch &amp;quot;I believe everything is in order.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ooc: lol Amber. i didn&amp;#039;t even think about it when i picked the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Excellent. Then I&amp;#039;m sure you will do just fine.&amp;quot; She smiled warmly and left with utter confidence in her new doctor. Now, she could get some food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: Tag to Mr. Primmez. Perhaps you could have your character wake soon so you can get some side sim Rp interaction with someone other than the DH&amp;#039;s :D--Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: After about thirty minutes, the cadet&amp;#039;s eyes started to open. Sakka felt a burning sensation in his retinas, but overall felt somewhat better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Space is not the place to feel sick,&amp;quot; he said to the doctor. He noticed another young cadet standing beside her, and mustered up enough courage to ask for her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Doctor Jones,&amp;quot; Rayne said as she moved closer to his bedside. She smiled at him. &amp;quot; Doctor Epoch has filled me in. I&amp;#039;ll be tending to you for the next few hours. How are you feeling?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 09:05:48 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Rayne_Jones</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sick Bay, Harn Physical on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547301</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Sick Bay, Harn Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Halza stepped off the turbolift and approached the nurse&amp;#039;s station located just outside Sick Bay&amp;#039;s examination room. Smiling, he announced, &amp;quot;Captain Halza Harn, reporting for a medical examination.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : ___Capt. Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Wendell made his way to the sickbay. He needed to check in for his welcome aboard eval anyway. He just hadn&amp;#039;t planned on it actually being a working physical. He had replicated a small white towel which he&amp;#039;d wrapped around his bleeding left elbow. He made sure not to put too mcuh pressure on it as there was still a few shards of broken glass in his arm. The towell was half soaked in blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : That&amp;#039;s when he saw his commanding officer waiting around the sickbay. &amp;quot;Uhm...&amp;quot; he started, &amp;quot;Sir.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn, CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : There was a few moments of silence while they both waited to do their welcome aboard physicals. Wendell eyed the bloody towelle covering his left elbow. Then he eyed the captain. Then he eyed his towelle again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Finally, he said, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll bet this looks funny, Captain.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Actually, Wendell, it looks painful&amp;quot;, Harn said. &amp;quot;What happened?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : ___Capt. Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Ah, Well, Sir, I was moving into my quarters. And I was adjusting this painting in the living area. I sort of fell and landed in the glass table,&amp;quot; Wendell explained. &amp;quot;So, it looks like my welcome aboard physical will be a working physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Just as Wendell had finished speaking, Rayne would have made her appearance to see who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : was waiting. With a brief look, Rayne recognized the Captain but her attention quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : focused on the bleeding crew member. “Oh my,” she said.  She didn&amp;#039;t have to be an empath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : to know this man was in pain. Addressing the captain, Rayne spoke with an easy confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : “I’m sorry Captain, I know you’re here for your physical, but I must see to these wounds. I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : send a nurse for you in a moment. Please wait here.”  She knew her demeanor was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : now then it had been earlier. She was still nervous, but her help was needed. When it came to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : others, she had no time to be bothered by nervousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Turning to the bleeding man, she spoke just as easily, “Please follow me.”  The blond haired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : green eyed human led him deeper in to the sick bay. “How did this happen?” She had led him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : to an empty biobed and indicated he should sit. She pulled out her tricorder and did a quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : scan as she asked a near by nurse to bring more towels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Wendell hopped onto the biobed and replied, &amp;quot;Well, I was just assigned to the Disco. And I was moving into my quarters. I was adjusting this painting on the wall, and using a chair to stand on. I fell and landed in the glass table.  Which makes this welcome aboard physical will be a working physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Putting her tricorder away, she picked up a hypo full of pain meds. Looking seriously at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : man before her, she asked, “Would you like something for the pain?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Just a hypospray will do,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;I want to keep awake. i have some work to do later.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Meanwhile, another doctor approached the captain. &amp;quot;Good day, Sir. I will be preforming your physical. Please follow me.&amp;quot; With a cold clinical practice, the doctor led the captain to an empty biobed. &amp;quot;Please have a seat, Sir.&amp;quot; As the captain would undoubtedly make himself comfortable, the doctor took out a tricorder and began. &amp;quot;Have you undergone any surgeries or suffered any major illnesses, Captain? Any broken bones?&amp;quot; The doctor continued his scan waiting for a reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: sorry, i keep forgetting to sign off on my posts. - Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ooc: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : you&amp;#039;re doing fine, Christy. The big hurdle is to get the hang of posting in the past tense, third person, novel style format. Signing off is important, too. esp when you&amp;#039;re dealing with lots of other players. That way we know which character you&amp;#039;re playing as. And remember, paragraphs are your friend. i inserted some text above to show you why; so we can interact in between the paragraphs if needed ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ~mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Wendell was a bit nervouse about having a cadet work on the glass shards from the remains of the table that were still embedded in his elbow. However, he wasn&amp;#039;t too seriously injured. It wasn&amp;#039;t like a phaser burn injury or anything like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Tricorder and biobed readings would indicate the standard human physical norms, aside from the injured elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Rayne smiled and nodded at the bleeding man, &amp;quot;I suppose it will be.&amp;quot; The nurse returned then with the towels and a basin and some clean water. Rayne thanked her as she administered the hypospray. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going to try and make this as painless as possible. Hold your elbow up please. I need to have a look at it. I&amp;#039;m Doctor Jones by the way.&amp;quot; She helped him lift his elbow with gentle hands. Carefully, she removed the blood soaked towel and ,placing the basin on the biobed next to him, she poured warm water over his elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Wendell gulped a bit as he held up his elbow. Some of the blood had started to clot around where the wound met the towel.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. Lt. Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : she was glad to see it wasn&amp;#039;t as bad as it could have been. Picking up medical tweezers, Rayne glanced at his face. &amp;quot;Are you ready? This part may hurt a little.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ooc: sorry about the paragraphs. my tablet sometimes eats my spacing. -Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ooc: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: No problem. btw if you get these pesky multiple posts at the same time? It&amp;#039;s caused by usually hitting enter or submit a few times instead of just once. If that happens in the future, thread duplication or split, just reply to the last one unless someone else has said anything about it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ~mike ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Okay I&amp;#039;m ready when you are, Doctor,&amp;quot; Wendell said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Carefully, and as gently she could, Rayne began the almost tedious task of removing the glass. It would most likely hurt quite a bit, but she was doing her best to keep it as painless as she could. After a few moments, She spoke, &amp;quot;We are almost done. How are we doing?&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As the other doctor finished up his scan on the captain, he made the nessicary notes in the captian&amp;#039;s file. &amp;quot;Do you have any concerns you&amp;#039;d like to address, sir? How are you and your symbiant getting along?&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 09:16:01 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Captain&#039;s Ready Room on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547322</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Captain&amp;amp;#039;s Ready Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Captain&amp;amp;#039;s Ready Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : She smiled again and stepped aside so that the Counselor could easily pass by. Then she entered into the Captain&amp;#039;s very empty ready room. Looking around for a moment, she had to admit that the stripping of the decor had been extreme and that made her more pleased with her gift. She turned back to him with her natural gentle and settled demeanor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;I am Lt. Emalene Epoch, your Chief Medical Officer. And I have come baring a gift for your rather spartan ready room.&amp;quot; She grinned. Holding out the statue, she continued. &amp;quot;Its actually inspired by a poem celebrating the union of a Trill with its counterpart, the zhian&amp;#039;tara ceremony. I found it ages ago and loved it, but I thought you might like it more. It seems to belong to you and I have just been holding onto it.&amp;quot; She blushed not having any idea if the Captain would understand what that meant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Halza took the statuette from her hands. He said, &amp;quot;Thank you, Emalene. This is very thoughtful.&amp;quot; Turning the piece carefully, he studied its details. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not familiar with the artist. What can you tell me of him?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ___Capt. Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Aret Gren. As far as I can tell, this is one of his older pieces from several years after his own joining. I guess he wanted to capture the feelings he had about it. His later pieces include sculptures with many different materials, but I like his ironwood pieces best. I find them soothing. I do not think his new host likes art much. He has not released anything in many years.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Well, the host, Aret would have been the artist&amp;quot;, Harn suggested. &amp;quot;The symbiont, Gren, would have the artist&amp;#039;s memories, but not neccessarily the talent, or the desire. For example, one of Harn&amp;#039;s previous hosts was a musicisn, but I have no musical talents at all.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Looking around the room she raised a brow. &amp;quot;Have you requisitioned new furnishings?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;No, not yet&amp;quot;, he answered, &amp;quot;I think some Cadets have conspired to play a prank on the new Captain. I will leave my Ready Room as it is until he, she, it or they confess and return everything.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Harn held up the statuette again, and said, &amp;quot;Until then, I&amp;#039;ll find a place for your gift in my quarters. Thank you again, Emalene.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ___Captain Halza Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The young doctor smiled, transforming her face from more serious doctor to kind Betazoid. And as always, a look in her eye that gave away she knew something more about you than you think.  She know that all too often Cadets, especially those close to graduation, found themselves restless and willing to play pranks. She couldn&amp;#039;t help but wonder who might have done it and when they were going to return the furnishings. It pleased her that the Captain liked her gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;You are very welcome sir. Make your appointment soon for your physical. I have several new doctors I want to break in. What better way than to make them do your physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harn said, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll wander into Sick Bay in a day or so, but my physical won&amp;#039;t be much of a challenge. I very rarely get sick, and have no recent injuries.&amp;quot; The Trill absentmindedly rubbed his hand over his abdomen.&lt;br /&gt;
___Captain Halza Harn, co&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 12:18:22 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547323</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Wendell hopped onto the biobed and replied, &amp;quot;Well, I was just assigned to the Disco. And I was moving into my quarters. I was adjusting this painting on the wall, and using a chair to stand on. I fell and landed in the glass table.  Which makes this welcome aboard physical will be a working physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Putting her tricorder away, she picked up a hypo full of pain meds. Looking seriously at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : man before her, she asked, “Would you like something for the pain?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Just a hypospray will do,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;I want to keep awake. i have some work to do later.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Meanwhile, another doctor approached the captain. &amp;quot;Good day, Sir. I will be preforming your physical. Please follow me.&amp;quot; With a cold clinical practice, the doctor led the captain to an empty biobed. &amp;quot;Please have a seat, Sir.&amp;quot; As the captain would undoubtedly make himself comfortable, the doctor took out a tricorder and began. &amp;quot;Have you undergone any surgeries or suffered any major illnesses, Captain? Any broken bones?&amp;quot; The doctor continued his scan waiting for a reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Wendell was a bit nervouse about having a cadet work on the glass shards from the remains of the table that were still embedded in his elbow. However, he wasn&amp;#039;t too seriously injured. It wasn&amp;#039;t like a phaser burn injury or anything like that. Tricorder and biobed readings would indicate the standard human physical norms, aside from the injured elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Rayne smiled and nodded at the bleeding man, &amp;quot;I suppose it will be.&amp;quot; The nurse returned then with the towels and a basin and some clean water. Rayne thanked her as she administered the hypospray. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going to try and make this as painless as possible. Hold your elbow up please. I need to have a look at it. I&amp;#039;m Doctor Jones by the way.&amp;quot; She helped him lift his elbow with gentle hands. Carefully, she removed the blood soaked towel and ,placing the basin on the biobed next to him, she poured warm water over his elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Wendell gulped a bit as he held up his elbow. Some of the blood had started to clot around where the wound met the towel.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. Lt. Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : she was glad to see it wasn&amp;#039;t as bad as it could have been. Picking up medical tweezers, Rayne glanced at his face. &amp;quot;Are you ready? This part may hurt a little.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Okay I&amp;#039;m ready when you are, Doctor,&amp;quot; Wendell said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Carefully, and as gently she could, Rayne began the almost tedious task of removing the glass. It would most likely hurt quite a bit, but she was doing her best to keep it as painless as she could. After a few moments, She spoke, &amp;quot;We are almost done. How are we doing?&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As the other doctor finished up his scan on the captain, he made the nessicary notes in the captian&amp;#039;s file. &amp;quot;Do you have any concerns you&amp;#039;d like to address, sir? How are you and your symbiant getting along?&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Harn and I are getting along splendidly&amp;quot;, the captain said. He seemed distracted, because he was trying to watch and eavesdrop on Wendell and Dr. Jones.&lt;br /&gt;
___Capt. Halza Harn, co&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc: Comparison of Harn&amp;#039;s records to biobed sensor readings will reveal an unexplained weight gain. He has a tendency to gain between assignments/missions.&lt;br /&gt;
___LLoyd&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 12:31:13 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Lloyd H</dc:creator>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547324</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Travis to the seat offered to him and replied&amp;quot; Yes Commander I am reporting for my evaluation, I am sorry for my....nervousness its  just that.....well I guess Im just A bit overwhelmed is all&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc: Mark, you don&amp;#039;t need to create a new thread here. Just add your next post to the priginal thread.&lt;br /&gt;
___LLoyd&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 12:40:53 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547325</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Travis  walked up to the counselors office door and chimed. He heard a voice say enter and he did as requested, as he walked in he suddenly realized...he was on a starship and kind of well lost his voice. &amp;quot;ummm...UHHH   UMM ..Cadet Kender reporting sir&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter sat up from behind his desk to shake the new Cadet&amp;#039;s hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ah doctor Kender&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and gestured with his hand for the doctor to take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I assume you&amp;#039;re here for your psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; the counselor asked while trying to put the scattered Padds on his desk in a more orderly manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: it would be great if you can find time to write some thing about yourself for the BIO.It does not have to be long or complicated :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: marthese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Travis moved to the seat offered to him and replied, &amp;quot;Yes, Commander, I am reporting for my evaluation, I am sorry for my... nervousness... it&amp;#039;s just that... well I guess I&amp;#039;m just a bit overwhelmed is all&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
___Cadet Travis Kender, doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 12:45:50 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Lloyd H</dc:creator>
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 <title>Announcement #8 on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547326</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;Here we go again! Mark Pratt will be playing Cadet Doctor Wendell Ray Kender. Welcome aboard, Mark!&lt;br /&gt;
___LLoyd&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 12:48:44 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Lloyd H</dc:creator>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Commander Hollenbeck arrived on the Bridge, having finished his working breakfast with the CO, and moved to his seat in the centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He opened his hands and shrugged &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Can&amp;#039;t win them all&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he said to Daria with a small smile.About to hit his comm badge Hunter stopped when he saw Hollenback enter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;On my way to transporter room one Commander&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and with that he turned around to exit the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant Ellery, are all Cadets accounted for? Its nearly showtime.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Captain. All cadets onboard and accounted for,&amp;quot; replied Lucas, double checking his readouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ralph was a little uneasy. Admittedly, this was his first stint back on the Bridge after his administrative assignment. Nonetheless, he had completed scenarios to ensure he was still able to maintain leadership of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Lieutenant&amp;quot;, he said before standing by for the report from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He stood up from his seat and began moving around the Bridge. He always found the command chaira to be awkwardly immobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : =/\= Bridge to Engineering, Ship readiness status please. Are we ready for showtime? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Looking around, he tried to work out whether the CSO was present on the Bridge and also to see who else was on Bridge duty. Seeing the CNS, he nodded towards in acknowledgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Darlene stood to face Hollenbeck. &amp;quot;Sir, shift reporting a clean transport from Earthside. Three have arrived. Overnight medical reported a minor incident from Science Lab 2. A spore experiment unleashed a noxious vapor that sent two to sickbay for eye irritation. Engineering shows green, though one crewman on gamma shift reports an odd occurrence. He said that someone had made a .. tower out of equipment from a engineering cabinet. Nothing damaged. He only said it as a curiosity as he&amp;#039;d never seen that before. Final supplies have been beamed onboard into Storage Bay 2. Apparently they are on board but not logged. Security reported a small incident in the lounge. Two crewmen fighting over a girl.&amp;quot; She muttered, &amp;#039;I should be so lucky.&amp;#039; &amp;quot;Ah, no injuries but both are cooling their heels in the brig awaiting sentencing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Darl, OD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He was surprised to see the Engineer on the Bridge. By all accounts, he had missed his arrival and tried to ignore his use of the comm badge to just across the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Acknowledged, keep me posted on that incident and if you could ensure supplies are logged with the report filed asap. Its a bane I know, but an unfortunately necessary one.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Darl made a note in her PaDD that sat on the console. &amp;quot;Check on the two in the brig. See that the materials are inventoried,&amp;quot; she said as she tapped that in. With her other hand she took a pull from her rakdajino, making a face. &amp;quot;Ugh, cold rak.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Darl took up her PaDD and cold Rak and turned to the Commander, &amp;quot;Sir, if there is nothing else I stand relieved and will go and attend to these details.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Turning to Darl, he nodded his head, &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s fine, Dismissed&amp;quot;, he said before returning his gaze to another area of the Bridge.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Darl headed for the turbolift and was gone, the faint scent of rakdajino following her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Rolling his shoulders back, he stood up and moved to the centre of the Bridge and would have been to move such that all Bridge officer could see him. &amp;quot;Admiral Krueger has directed us to report to the Azzi System to witness an astronomical event that is of interest to the Federation. In due course, a briefing will take place. In fact, my belief is the Captain will want this in short order. At that Briefing further details will be disclosed. We need to move pretty sharpish. If all hands still report green, Helmsman please set a course for the Azzi System. The timings of this Astronomical event are in the ship&amp;#039;s database and should be overlaid to calculate the appropriate warp for arrival.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Aye, Commander,&amp;quot; said Ellery, prepping his station for the trip. He wondered what this &amp;quot;astronomical event&amp;quot; was that has the interest of the Federation. He would soon find out, during the briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;All green here, Commander,&amp;quot; the helm replied, tapping in the coordinates of the system. He shook his head, though. &amp;quot;Commander, I have the system here, but I have no knowledge of this event. Or rather, the computer doesn&amp;#039;t. He brought up a side window and scrolled. After a minute he turned back. &amp;quot;Commander, I&amp;#039;ve got nothing. I have the system here, but there is nothing else. I could fill a napkin with what I see here on the system.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Darl and heretofore unnamed helmsman ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There was a little surprise on his face at that. The astronomical event should be in some log of some sort and that raised worry in his head. &amp;quot;Continue to prepare, take us out at a cruising warp for now whilst I confirm details.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tapping his comm badge, he spoke directly to the Counselor in Transporter Room 1.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: There was a beep on the helm console. With a tap the helmsman activated the comms. =^= Earth command to Discovery. You are cleared to exit system on mission. Take some good pictures for us, eh? Command out. =^= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Wolfgang Steurer, the helmsman replied, his large bushy mustache meeting his dark blonde hair =^= Postcard perfect =^= he responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Commander, heading and course are set. Best guess on speed.&amp;quot; The viewscreen showed the blue planet of Earth growing smaller as they departed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Steurer, the now named Helmsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ralph moved into the Command chair and sat down, pausing for moment taking a final look around the Bridge and the familiar phrase he had not used for some time, &amp;quot;Engage&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=/\= Bridge to Captain Harn, Confirming that we about to leave Earth System. Hollenbeck out =/\=&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter made his way to the transporter room,giving a brief nod to the officer present at the console.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Picking up the officer&amp;#039;s Padd he noticed that the team consisted of an Archaeologist and his two aides. Straightening up a bit the counselor simply waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter was led to believe that the team was quite eager to be beamed onboard and yet here he was still waiting... while trying to resist the urge to pace the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Here they come now, Counselor,&amp;quot; the transporter operator Laura Tran said. She was a short woman, Asian, who looked dwarfed by the console that she was behind. It looked more like a bunker than a console unit. &amp;quot;The signal was paused from the source. I&amp;#039;m not sure what the trouble was.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Initiated transport ..&amp;quot; she said, her tones muted by the sound of the confinement beam. Three figures formed on the pad. Even before they finished Laura snorted. &amp;#039;Aides my Auntie Cho&amp;#039; The center figure was Bajoran, tall and straight. He was also aged, perhaps reaching his 80&amp;#039;s. Silver streaked his blondish hair and he had the bearing of the strength of younger days just starting to become bowed. His face was angular with taut laugh lines. To each side of him was an Orion female. They looked to be twins and were dressed in what might be more of a &amp;#039;party&amp;#039; nurse&amp;#039;s dress, or something from a century ago, albeit edited to be quite low cut in the front and hemmed higher - if that were possible. As soon as the confinement beam released the trio, the archaeologist stepped forward and down from the pad, the twins in tow to come to either side of him. He still had a light step, despite his years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Hubert,&amp;quot; he said by way of introduction, his voice salesman smooth, as he held out a hand to the Counselor. &amp;quot;Sorry for the delay. Tori here dropped an ear-ring on the pad.&amp;quot; One of the twins tipped her head and waved fingers at Hunter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter could not help but look at the female that had gotten his attention first and was tempting to wave back wondering if she had managed to find the ear-ring,then realized the older man was speaking to him &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Eh..Oh glad to see you made it safely onboard Mr Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; while shaking his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Counselor Hunter&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he introduced himself &amp;#039;&amp;#039;If you care to follow me I will take you to your quarters&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He helped to carry some of the older man&amp;#039;s luggage,Hunter was sure the younger females could manage by themselves &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I will inform the Captain of your arrival&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter told the archeologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Capital idea,&amp;quot; Hubert replied; his hand shake was firm and he pumped Hunter&amp;#039;s hand with some zeal. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s good to be aboard a ship to get out again. Labs are fun and teaching is a challenge but the field, well, there&amp;#039;s just nothing that compares.&amp;quot; The twins looked to have limited luggage; a suitcase each that looked not unlike a briefcase. Hubert had a larger duffle bag and what looked to be a kind of backpack. It was adorned with many a sewed on patch from this or that world he was on, or &amp;#039;dig&amp;#039; that he had been on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: One twin could be heard whispering to the other, &amp;quot;Quarters, good. I can&amp;#039;t wait to get out of these things. Clothes are so scratchy ..&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The comm channel was opened with =/\= Bridge to Commander Hunter =/\=, which was followed by the chirp of the channel closing at Commander Hollenbeck decided to alter the method of communication to a more private method.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A message would appear on Commander Hunters PADD.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;FROM: COMMANDER HOLLENBECK, R.&lt;br /&gt;
TO: LT. COMMANDER HUNTER, J&lt;br /&gt;
MEMO: Confirm details of timings of astronomical event with Federation Anthropologist team. Pass to the Bridge and to Science Chief for assessment of authenticity.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ralph had some concern that there was no timings of the event in their database.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Sick Bay, Harn and Vaughn Physicals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Wendell hopped onto the biobed and replied, &amp;quot;Well, I was just assigned to the Disco. And I was moving into my quarters. I was adjusting this painting on the wall, and using a chair to stand on. I fell and landed in the glass table.  Which makes this welcome aboard physical will be a working physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Putting her tricorder away, she picked up a hypo full of pain meds. Looking seriously at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : man before her, she asked, “Would you like something for the pain?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Just a hypospray will do,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;I want to keep awake. i have some work to do later.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Meanwhile, another doctor approached the captain. &amp;quot;Good day, Sir. I will be preforming your physical. Please follow me.&amp;quot; With a cold clinical practice, the doctor led the captain to an empty biobed. &amp;quot;Please have a seat, Sir.&amp;quot; As the captain would undoubtedly make himself comfortable, the doctor took out a tricorder and began. &amp;quot;Have you undergone any surgeries or suffered any major illnesses, Captain? Any broken bones?&amp;quot; The doctor continued his scan waiting for a reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Wendell was a bit nervouse about having a cadet work on the glass shards from the remains of the table that were still embedded in his elbow. However, he wasn&amp;#039;t too seriously injured. It wasn&amp;#039;t like a phaser burn injury or anything like that. Tricorder and biobed readings would indicate the standard human physical norms, aside from the injured elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Rayne smiled and nodded at the bleeding man, &amp;quot;I suppose it will be.&amp;quot; The nurse returned then with the towels and a basin and some clean water. Rayne thanked her as she administered the hypospray. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m going to try and make this as painless as possible. Hold your elbow up please. I need to have a look at it. I&amp;#039;m Doctor Jones by the way.&amp;quot; She helped him lift his elbow with gentle hands. Carefully, she removed the blood soaked towel and ,placing the basin on the biobed next to him, she poured warm water over his elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Wendell gulped a bit as he held up his elbow. Some of the blood had started to clot around where the wound met the towel.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. Lt. Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : she was glad to see it wasn&amp;#039;t as bad as it could have been. Picking up medical tweezers, Rayne glanced at his face. &amp;quot;Are you ready? This part may hurt a little.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Okay I&amp;#039;m ready when you are, Doctor,&amp;quot; Wendell said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Carefully, and as gently she could, Rayne began the almost tedious task of removing the glass. It would most likely hurt quite a bit, but she was doing her best to keep it as painless as she could. After a few moments, She spoke, &amp;quot;We are almost done. How are we doing?&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Just fine, Doctor,&amp;quot; Wendell said.  The hypospray of the time wouldn&amp;#039;t hurt and it could actually work thru clothes. The scanners would indicate a history of broken bones and other related injuries that had been healed, coordinating with his medical records.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As the other doctor finished up his scan on the captain, he made the nessicary notes in the captian&amp;#039;s file. &amp;quot;Do you have any concerns you&amp;#039;d like to address, sir? How are you and your symbiant getting along?&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Harn and I are getting along splendidly&amp;quot;, the captain said. He seemed distracted, because he was trying to watch and eavesdrop on Wendell and Dr. Jones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ___Capt. Halza Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ooc: Comparison of Harn&amp;#039;s records to biobed sensor readings will reveal an unexplained weight gain. He has a tendency to gain between assignments/missions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ___LLoyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 14:05:00 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>mmontemayor</dc:creator>
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 <title>Bridge on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547344</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Commander Hollenbeck arrived on the Bridge, having finished his working breakfast with the CO, and moved to his seat in the centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He opened his hands and shrugged &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Can&amp;#039;t win them all&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he said to Daria with a small smile.About to hit his comm badge Hunter stopped when he saw Hollenback enter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;On my way to transporter room one Commander&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and with that he turned around to exit the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant Ellery, are all Cadets accounted for? Its nearly showtime.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Captain. All cadets onboard and accounted for,&amp;quot; replied Lucas, double checking his readouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ralph was a little uneasy. Admittedly, this was his first stint back on the Bridge after his administrative assignment. Nonetheless, he had completed scenarios to ensure he was still able to maintain leadership of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Lieutenant&amp;quot;, he said before standing by for the report from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He stood up from his seat and began moving around the Bridge. He always found the command chaira to be awkwardly immobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : =/\= Bridge to Engineering, Ship readiness status please. Are we ready for showtime? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Looking around, he tried to work out whether the CSO was present on the Bridge and also to see who else was on Bridge duty. Seeing the CNS, he nodded towards in acknowledgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Darlene stood to face Hollenbeck. &amp;quot;Sir, shift reporting a clean transport from Earthside. Three have arrived. Overnight medical reported a minor incident from Science Lab 2. A spore experiment unleashed a noxious vapor that sent two to sickbay for eye irritation. Engineering shows green, though one crewman on gamma shift reports an odd occurrence. He said that someone had made a .. tower out of equipment from a engineering cabinet. Nothing damaged. He only said it as a curiosity as he&amp;#039;d never seen that before. Final supplies have been beamed onboard into Storage Bay 2. Apparently they are on board but not logged. Security reported a small incident in the lounge. Two crewmen fighting over a girl.&amp;quot; She muttered, &amp;#039;I should be so lucky.&amp;#039; &amp;quot;Ah, no injuries but both are cooling their heels in the brig awaiting sentencing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Darl, OD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He was surprised to see the Engineer on the Bridge. By all accounts, he had missed his arrival and tried to ignore his use of the comm badge to just across the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Acknowledged, keep me posted on that incident and if you could ensure supplies are logged with the report filed asap. Its a bane I know, but an unfortunately necessary one.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Darl made a note in her PaDD that sat on the console. &amp;quot;Check on the two in the brig. See that the materials are inventoried,&amp;quot; she said as she tapped that in. With her other hand she took a pull from her rakdajino, making a face. &amp;quot;Ugh, cold rak.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Darl took up her PaDD and cold Rak and turned to the Commander, &amp;quot;Sir, if there is nothing else I stand relieved and will go and attend to these details.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Turning to Darl, he nodded his head, &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s fine, Dismissed&amp;quot;, he said before returning his gaze to another area of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Darl headed for the turbolift and was gone, the faint scent of rakdajino following her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Rolling his shoulders back, he stood up and moved to the centre of the Bridge and would have been to move such that all Bridge officer could see him. &amp;quot;Admiral Krueger has directed us to report to the Azzi System to witness an astronomical event that is of interest to the Federation. In due course, a briefing will take place. In fact, my belief is the Captain will want this in short order. At that Briefing further details will be disclosed. We need to move pretty sharpish. If all hands still report green, Helmsman please set a course for the Azzi System. The timings of this Astronomical event are in the ship&amp;#039;s database and should be overlaid to calculate the appropriate warp for arrival.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Commander,&amp;quot; said Ellery, prepping his station for the trip. He wondered what this &amp;quot;astronomical event&amp;quot; was that has the interest of the Federation. He would soon find out, during the briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;All green here, Commander,&amp;quot; the helm replied, tapping in the coordinates of the system. He shook his head, though. &amp;quot;Commander, I have the system here, but I have no knowledge of this event. Or rather, the computer doesn&amp;#039;t. He brought up a side window and scrolled. After a minute he turned back. &amp;quot;Commander, I&amp;#039;ve got nothing. I have the system here, but there is nothing else. I could fill a napkin with what I see here on the system.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Darl and heretofore unnamed helmsman ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: There was a little surprise on his face at that. The astronomical event should be in some log of some sort and that raised worry in his head. &amp;quot;Continue to prepare, take us out at a cruising warp for now whilst I confirm details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;What I have here, Commander, is the Stellar addressing, and that there are three planets in the system along with a navigational amber mark defining a large number of asteroids. It&amp;#039;s flagged as having warp capability and there has been a first contact. Nothing more on the subject. That entry is .. is over 25 years old, sir.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wolfgang, Helm&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Tapping his comm badge, he spoke directly to the Counselor in Transporter Room 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : There was a beep on the helm console. With a tap the helmsman activated the comms. =^= Earth command to Discovery. You are cleared to exit system on mission. Take some good pictures for us, eh? Command out. =^= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Wolfgang Steurer, the helmsman replied, his large bushy mustache meeting his dark blonde hair =^= Postcard perfect =^= he responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Commander, heading and course are set. Best guess on speed.&amp;quot; The viewscreen showed the blue planet of Earth growing smaller as they departed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Steurer, the now named Helmsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ralph moved into the Command chair and sat down, pausing for moment taking a final look around the Bridge and the familiar phrase he had not used for some time, &amp;quot;Engage&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: =/\= Bridge to Captain Harn, Confirming that we about to leave Earth System. Hollenbeck out =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The ship broke into warp at the command. &amp;quot;Cruising speed engaged, sir. All lights green,&amp;quot; Wolfgang replied. Darl, however, was gone at this point, heading for the brig.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His Furryness&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 14:08:55 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>ggibbs</dc:creator>
 <guid isPermaLink="false">547344 at http://www.star-fleet.com/webb</guid>
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 <title>Bridge on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547350</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Commander Hollenbeck arrived on the Bridge, having finished his working breakfast with the CO, and moved to his seat in the centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He opened his hands and shrugged &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Can&amp;#039;t win them all&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he said to Daria with a small smile.About to hit his comm badge Hunter stopped when he saw Hollenback enter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;On my way to transporter room one Commander&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and with that he turned around to exit the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant Ellery, are all Cadets accounted for? Its nearly showtime.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Captain. All cadets onboard and accounted for,&amp;quot; replied Lucas, double checking his readouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ralph was a little uneasy. Admittedly, this was his first stint back on the Bridge after his administrative assignment. Nonetheless, he had completed scenarios to ensure he was still able to maintain leadership of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Lieutenant&amp;quot;, he said before standing by for the report from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : He stood up from his seat and began moving around the Bridge. He always found the command chaira to be awkwardly immobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : =/\= Bridge to Engineering, Ship readiness status please. Are we ready for showtime? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Looking around, he tried to work out whether the CSO was present on the Bridge and also to see who else was on Bridge duty. Seeing the CNS, he nodded towards in acknowledgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Darlene stood to face Hollenbeck. &amp;quot;Sir, shift reporting a clean transport from Earthside. Three have arrived. Overnight medical reported a minor incident from Science Lab 2. A spore experiment unleashed a noxious vapor that sent two to sickbay for eye irritation. Engineering shows green, though one crewman on gamma shift reports an odd occurrence. He said that someone had made a .. tower out of equipment from a engineering cabinet. Nothing damaged. He only said it as a curiosity as he&amp;#039;d never seen that before. Final supplies have been beamed onboard into Storage Bay 2. Apparently they are on board but not logged. Security reported a small incident in the lounge. Two crewmen fighting over a girl.&amp;quot; She muttered, &amp;#039;I should be so lucky.&amp;#039; &amp;quot;Ah, no injuries but both are cooling their heels in the brig awaiting sentencing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Darl, OD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He was surprised to see the Engineer on the Bridge. By all accounts, he had missed his arrival and tried to ignore his use of the comm badge to just across the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Acknowledged, keep me posted on that incident and if you could ensure supplies are logged with the report filed asap. Its a bane I know, but an unfortunately necessary one.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Darl made a note in her PaDD that sat on the console. &amp;quot;Check on the two in the brig. See that the materials are inventoried,&amp;quot; she said as she tapped that in. With her other hand she took a pull from her rakdajino, making a face. &amp;quot;Ugh, cold rak.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Darl took up her PaDD and cold Rak and turned to the Commander, &amp;quot;Sir, if there is nothing else I stand relieved and will go and attend to these details.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Turning to Darl, he nodded his head, &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s fine, Dismissed&amp;quot;, he said before returning his gaze to another area of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Darl headed for the turbolift and was gone, the faint scent of rakdajino following her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Rolling his shoulders back, he stood up and moved to the centre of the Bridge and would have been to move such that all Bridge officer could see him. &amp;quot;Admiral Krueger has directed us to report to the Azzi System to witness an astronomical event that is of interest to the Federation. In due course, a briefing will take place. In fact, my belief is the Captain will want this in short order. At that Briefing further details will be disclosed. We need to move pretty sharpish. If all hands still report green, Helmsman please set a course for the Azzi System. The timings of this Astronomical event are in the ship&amp;#039;s database and should be overlaid to calculate the appropriate warp for arrival.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Commander,&amp;quot; said Ellery, prepping his station for the trip. He wondered what this &amp;quot;astronomical event&amp;quot; was that has the interest of the Federation. He would soon find out, during the briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;All green here, Commander,&amp;quot; the helm replied, tapping in the coordinates of the system. He shook his head, though. &amp;quot;Commander, I have the system here, but I have no knowledge of this event. Or rather, the computer doesn&amp;#039;t. He brought up a side window and scrolled. After a minute he turned back. &amp;quot;Commander, I&amp;#039;ve got nothing. I have the system here, but there is nothing else. I could fill a napkin with what I see here on the system.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Darl and heretofore unnamed helmsman ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : There was a little surprise on his face at that. The astronomical event should be in some log of some sort and that raised worry in his head. &amp;quot;Continue to prepare, take us out at a cruising warp for now whilst I confirm details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;What I have here, Commander, is the Stellar addressing, and that there are three planets in the system along with a navigational amber mark defining a large number of asteroids. It&amp;#039;s flagged as having warp capability and there has been a first contact. Nothing more on the subject. That entry is .. is over 25 years old, sir.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Wolfgang, Helm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Tapping his comm badge, he spoke directly to the Counselor in Transporter Room 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : There was a beep on the helm console. With a tap the helmsman activated the comms. =^= Earth command to Discovery. You are cleared to exit system on mission. Take some good pictures for us, eh? Command out. =^= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Wolfgang Steurer, the helmsman replied, his large bushy mustache meeting his dark blonde hair =^= Postcard perfect =^= he responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Commander, heading and course are set. Best guess on speed.&amp;quot; The viewscreen showed the blue planet of Earth growing smaller as they departed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Steurer, the now named Helmsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ralph moved into the Command chair and sat down, pausing for moment taking a final look around the Bridge and the familiar phrase he had not used for some time, &amp;quot;Engage&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : =/\= Bridge to Captain Harn, Confirming that we about to leave Earth System. Hollenbeck out =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The ship broke into warp at the command. &amp;quot;Cruising speed engaged, sir. All lights green,&amp;quot; Wolfgang replied. Darl, however, was gone at this point, heading for the brig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: His Furryness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Seeing no security cadet present, Lucas assumed the tactical station, as the ship departed. He wondered where they all were, as this was part of their training.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 14:19:21 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>erahuba</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547363</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ,: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Rayne looked over the PaDD as she recieved her instructions. It looked like it would be a pretty easy day.  She nodded and made a note to start on the files after making her rounds. First she would check in on Mr. Primmez, then she would tend to the twins. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe i have any questions.&amp;quot; She smiled at Dr. Epoch &amp;quot;I believe everything is in order.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : ooc: lol Amber. i didn&amp;#039;t even think about it when i picked the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Excellent. Then I&amp;#039;m sure you will do just fine.&amp;quot; She smiled warmly and left with utter confidence in her new doctor. Now, she could get some food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Tag to Mr. Primmez. Perhaps you could have your character wake soon so you can get some side sim Rp interaction with someone other than the DH&amp;#039;s :D--Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : After about thirty minutes, the cadet&amp;#039;s eyes started to open. Sakka felt a burning sensation in his retinas, but overall felt somewhat better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Space is not the place to feel sick,&amp;quot; he said to the doctor. He noticed another young cadet standing beside her, and mustered up enough courage to ask for her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Doctor Jones,&amp;quot; Rayne said as she moved closer to his bedside. She smiled at him. &amp;quot; Doctor Epoch has filled me in. I&amp;#039;ll be tending to you for the next few hours. How are you feeling?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sakka looked at her with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well, if you were getting over the most horrible withdrawl symptoms you&amp;#039;ve ever had/seen, how would you be feeling?&amp;quot; His eyes were aching horribly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 15:18:38 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>NCC-19386</dc:creator>
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 <title>Bridge on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547408</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Commander Hollenbeck arrived on the Bridge, having finished his working breakfast with the CO, and moved to his seat in the centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He opened his hands and shrugged &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Can&amp;#039;t win them all&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he said to Daria with a small smile.About to hit his comm badge Hunter stopped when he saw Hollenback enter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;On my way to transporter room one Commander&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and with that he turned around to exit the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant Ellery, are all Cadets accounted for? Its nearly showtime.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Captain. All cadets onboard and accounted for,&amp;quot; replied Lucas, double checking his readouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ralph was a little uneasy. Admittedly, this was his first stint back on the Bridge after his administrative assignment. Nonetheless, he had completed scenarios to ensure he was still able to maintain leadership of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Lieutenant&amp;quot;, he said before standing by for the report from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : He stood up from his seat and began moving around the Bridge. He always found the command chaira to be awkwardly immobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Bridge to Engineering, Ship readiness status please. Are we ready for showtime? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Looking around, he tried to work out whether the CSO was present on the Bridge and also to see who else was on Bridge duty. Seeing the CNS, he nodded towards in acknowledgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=^=This is Chief Engineer Wendell Vaughn. All systems report ready for departure, Commander. Maneuvering thrusters, impulse engines, and warp speed on your command.=^= came the response from Engineering.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Darlene stood to face Hollenbeck. &amp;quot;Sir, shift reporting a clean transport from Earthside. Three have arrived. Overnight medical reported a minor incident from Science Lab 2. A spore experiment unleashed a noxious vapor that sent two to sickbay for eye irritation. Engineering shows green, though one crewman on gamma shift reports an odd occurrence. He said that someone had made a .. tower out of equipment from a engineering cabinet. Nothing damaged. He only said it as a curiosity as he&amp;#039;d never seen that before. Final supplies have been beamed onboard into Storage Bay 2. Apparently they are on board but not logged. Security reported a small incident in the lounge. Two crewmen fighting over a girl.&amp;quot; She muttered, &amp;#039;I should be so lucky.&amp;#039; &amp;quot;Ah, no injuries but both are cooling their heels in the brig awaiting sentencing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Darl, OD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He was surprised to see the Engineer on the Bridge. By all accounts, he had missed his arrival and tried to ignore his use of the comm badge to just across the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Acknowledged, keep me posted on that incident and if you could ensure supplies are logged with the report filed asap. Its a bane I know, but an unfortunately necessary one.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Darl made a note in her PaDD that sat on the console. &amp;quot;Check on the two in the brig. See that the materials are inventoried,&amp;quot; she said as she tapped that in. With her other hand she took a pull from her rakdajino, making a face. &amp;quot;Ugh, cold rak.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Darl took up her PaDD and cold Rak and turned to the Commander, &amp;quot;Sir, if there is nothing else I stand relieved and will go and attend to these details.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Turning to Darl, he nodded his head, &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s fine, Dismissed&amp;quot;, he said before returning his gaze to another area of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Darl headed for the turbolift and was gone, the faint scent of rakdajino following her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The turbolift doors opened and Wendell came out onto the bridge. He took the main engineering station.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Rolling his shoulders back, he stood up and moved to the centre of the Bridge and would have been to move such that all Bridge officer could see him. &amp;quot;Admiral Krueger has directed us to report to the Azzi System to witness an astronomical event that is of interest to the Federation. In due course, a briefing will take place. In fact, my belief is the Captain will want this in short order. At that Briefing further details will be disclosed. We need to move pretty sharpish. If all hands still report green, Helmsman please set a course for the Azzi System. The timings of this Astronomical event are in the ship&amp;#039;s database and should be overlaid to calculate the appropriate warp for arrival.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Commander,&amp;quot; said Ellery, prepping his station for the trip. He wondered what this &amp;quot;astronomical event&amp;quot; was that has the interest of the Federation. He would soon find out, during the briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;All green here, Commander,&amp;quot; the helm replied, tapping in the coordinates of the system. He shook his head, though. &amp;quot;Commander, I have the system here, but I have no knowledge of this event. Or rather, the computer doesn&amp;#039;t. He brought up a side window and scrolled. After a minute he turned back. &amp;quot;Commander, I&amp;#039;ve got nothing. I have the system here, but there is nothing else. I could fill a napkin with what I see here on the system.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Darl and heretofore unnamed helmsman ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : There was a little surprise on his face at that. The astronomical event should be in some log of some sort and that raised worry in his head. &amp;quot;Continue to prepare, take us out at a cruising warp for now whilst I confirm details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;What I have here, Commander, is the Stellar addressing, and that there are three planets in the system along with a navigational amber mark defining a large number of asteroids. It&amp;#039;s flagged as having warp capability and there has been a first contact. Nothing more on the subject. That entry is .. is over 25 years old, sir.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Wolfgang, Helm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Tapping his comm badge, he spoke directly to the Counselor in Transporter Room 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : There was a beep on the helm console. With a tap the helmsman activated the comms. =^= Earth command to Discovery. You are cleared to exit system on mission. Take some good pictures for us, eh? Command out. =^= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Wolfgang Steurer, the helmsman replied, his large bushy mustache meeting his dark blonde hair =^= Postcard perfect =^= he responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Commander, heading and course are set. Best guess on speed.&amp;quot; The viewscreen showed the blue planet of Earth growing smaller as they departed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Steurer, the now named Helmsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ralph moved into the Command chair and sat down, pausing for moment taking a final look around the Bridge and the familiar phrase he had not used for some time, &amp;quot;Engage&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : =/\= Bridge to Captain Harn, Confirming that we about to leave Earth System. Hollenbeck out =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The ship broke into warp at the command. &amp;quot;Cruising speed engaged, sir. All lights green,&amp;quot; Wolfgang replied. Darl, however, was gone at this point, heading for the brig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : His Furryness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Seeing no security cadet present, Lucas assumed the tactical station, as the ship departed. He wondered where they all were, as this was part of their training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wendell nodded to Lucas. He was still new and he hadn&amp;#039;t had a chance to meet with the Disco&amp;#039;s Chief Security Officer yet.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;
CE&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 19:49:27 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Bridge on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547415</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Commander Hollenbeck arrived on the Bridge, having finished his working breakfast with the CO, and moved to his seat in the centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : He opened his hands and shrugged &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Can&amp;#039;t win them all&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he said to Daria with a small smile.About to hit his comm badge Hunter stopped when he saw Hollenback enter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;On my way to transporter room one Commander&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and with that he turned around to exit the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant Ellery, are all Cadets accounted for? Its nearly showtime.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Captain. All cadets onboard and accounted for,&amp;quot; replied Lucas, double checking his readouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Ralph was a little uneasy. Admittedly, this was his first stint back on the Bridge after his administrative assignment. Nonetheless, he had completed scenarios to ensure he was still able to maintain leadership of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Lieutenant&amp;quot;, he said before standing by for the report from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : He stood up from his seat and began moving around the Bridge. He always found the command chaira to be awkwardly immobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Bridge to Engineering, Ship readiness status please. Are we ready for showtime? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Looking around, he tried to work out whether the CSO was present on the Bridge and also to see who else was on Bridge duty. Seeing the CNS, he nodded towards in acknowledgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: =^=This is Chief Engineer Wendell Vaughn. All systems report ready for departure, Commander. Maneuvering thrusters, impulse engines, and warp speed on your command.=^= came the response from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Darlene stood to face Hollenbeck. &amp;quot;Sir, shift reporting a clean transport from Earthside. Three have arrived. Overnight medical reported a minor incident from Science Lab 2. A spore experiment unleashed a noxious vapor that sent two to sickbay for eye irritation. Engineering shows green, though one crewman on gamma shift reports an odd occurrence. He said that someone had made a .. tower out of equipment from a engineering cabinet. Nothing damaged. He only said it as a curiosity as he&amp;#039;d never seen that before. Final supplies have been beamed onboard into Storage Bay 2. Apparently they are on board but not logged. Security reported a small incident in the lounge. Two crewmen fighting over a girl.&amp;quot; She muttered, &amp;#039;I should be so lucky.&amp;#039; &amp;quot;Ah, no injuries but both are cooling their heels in the brig awaiting sentencing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Darl, OD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He was surprised to see the Engineer on the Bridge. By all accounts, he had missed his arrival and tried to ignore his use of the comm badge to just across the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Acknowledged, keep me posted on that incident and if you could ensure supplies are logged with the report filed asap. Its a bane I know, but an unfortunately necessary one.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Darl made a note in her PaDD that sat on the console. &amp;quot;Check on the two in the brig. See that the materials are inventoried,&amp;quot; she said as she tapped that in. With her other hand she took a pull from her rakdajino, making a face. &amp;quot;Ugh, cold rak.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Darl took up her PaDD and cold Rak and turned to the Commander, &amp;quot;Sir, if there is nothing else I stand relieved and will go and attend to these details.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Turning to Darl, he nodded his head, &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s fine, Dismissed&amp;quot;, he said before returning his gaze to another area of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Darl headed for the turbolift and was gone, the faint scent of rakdajino following her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The turbolift doors opened and Wendell came out onto the bridge. He took the main engineering station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Rolling his shoulders back, he stood up and moved to the centre of the Bridge and would have been to move such that all Bridge officer could see him. &amp;quot;Admiral Krueger has directed us to report to the Azzi System to witness an astronomical event that is of interest to the Federation. In due course, a briefing will take place. In fact, my belief is the Captain will want this in short order. At that Briefing further details will be disclosed. We need to move pretty sharpish. If all hands still report green, Helmsman please set a course for the Azzi System. The timings of this Astronomical event are in the ship&amp;#039;s database and should be overlaid to calculate the appropriate warp for arrival.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Commander,&amp;quot; said Ellery, prepping his station for the trip. He wondered what this &amp;quot;astronomical event&amp;quot; was that has the interest of the Federation. He would soon find out, during the briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;All green here, Commander,&amp;quot; the helm replied, tapping in the coordinates of the system. He shook his head, though. &amp;quot;Commander, I have the system here, but I have no knowledge of this event. Or rather, the computer doesn&amp;#039;t. He brought up a side window and scrolled. After a minute he turned back. &amp;quot;Commander, I&amp;#039;ve got nothing. I have the system here, but there is nothing else. I could fill a napkin with what I see here on the system.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Darl and heretofore unnamed helmsman ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : There was a little surprise on his face at that. The astronomical event should be in some log of some sort and that raised worry in his head. &amp;quot;Continue to prepare, take us out at a cruising warp for now whilst I confirm details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;What I have here, Commander, is the Stellar addressing, and that there are three planets in the system along with a navigational amber mark defining a large number of asteroids. It&amp;#039;s flagged as having warp capability and there has been a first contact. Nothing more on the subject. That entry is .. is over 25 years old, sir.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Wolfgang, Helm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Tapping his comm badge, he spoke directly to the Counselor in Transporter Room 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : There was a beep on the helm console. With a tap the helmsman activated the comms. =^= Earth command to Discovery. You are cleared to exit system on mission. Take some good pictures for us, eh? Command out. =^= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Wolfgang Steurer, the helmsman replied, his large bushy mustache meeting his dark blonde hair =^= Postcard perfect =^= he responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Commander, heading and course are set. Best guess on speed.&amp;quot; The viewscreen showed the blue planet of Earth growing smaller as they departed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Steurer, the now named Helmsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ralph moved into the Command chair and sat down, pausing for moment taking a final look around the Bridge and the familiar phrase he had not used for some time, &amp;quot;Engage&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : =/\= Bridge to Captain Harn, Confirming that we about to leave Earth System. Hollenbeck out =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The ship broke into warp at the command. &amp;quot;Cruising speed engaged, sir. All lights green,&amp;quot; Wolfgang replied. Darl, however, was gone at this point, heading for the brig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : His Furryness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Seeing no security cadet present, Lucas assumed the tactical station, as the ship departed. He wondered where they all were, as this was part of their training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Wendell nodded to Lucas. He was still new and he hadn&amp;#039;t had a chance to meet with the Disco&amp;#039;s Chief Security Officer yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ooc: Assuming that everything is, of course, fine with the engineering department? Sorry, Gene. ;p ~Mike&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 20:33:08 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Bridge on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547420</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Lucas Ellery (Chief of Security) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Commander Hollenbeck arrived on the Bridge, having finished his working breakfast with the CO, and moved to his seat in the centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : He opened his hands and shrugged &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Can&amp;#039;t win them all&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he said to Daria with a small smile.About to hit his comm badge Hunter stopped when he saw Hollenback enter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;On my way to transporter room one Commander&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and with that he turned around to exit the bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant Ellery, are all Cadets accounted for? Its nearly showtime.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Captain. All cadets onboard and accounted for,&amp;quot; replied Lucas, double checking his readouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Ralph was a little uneasy. Admittedly, this was his first stint back on the Bridge after his administrative assignment. Nonetheless, he had completed scenarios to ensure he was still able to maintain leadership of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Thank you Lieutenant&amp;quot;, he said before standing by for the report from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : He stood up from his seat and began moving around the Bridge. He always found the command chaira to be awkwardly immobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : =/\= Bridge to Engineering, Ship readiness status please. Are we ready for showtime? =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Looking around, he tried to work out whether the CSO was present on the Bridge and also to see who else was on Bridge duty. Seeing the CNS, he nodded towards in acknowledgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : =^=This is Chief Engineer Wendell Vaughn. All systems report ready for departure, Commander. Maneuvering thrusters, impulse engines, and warp speed on your command.=^= came the response from Engineering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Darlene stood to face Hollenbeck. &amp;quot;Sir, shift reporting a clean transport from Earthside. Three have arrived. Overnight medical reported a minor incident from Science Lab 2. A spore experiment unleashed a noxious vapor that sent two to sickbay for eye irritation. Engineering shows green, though one crewman on gamma shift reports an odd occurrence. He said that someone had made a .. tower out of equipment from a engineering cabinet. Nothing damaged. He only said it as a curiosity as he&amp;#039;d never seen that before. Final supplies have been beamed onboard into Storage Bay 2. Apparently they are on board but not logged. Security reported a small incident in the lounge. Two crewmen fighting over a girl.&amp;quot; She muttered, &amp;#039;I should be so lucky.&amp;#039; &amp;quot;Ah, no injuries but both are cooling their heels in the brig awaiting sentencing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Darl, OD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He was surprised to see the Engineer on the Bridge. By all accounts, he had missed his arrival and tried to ignore his use of the comm badge to just across the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Acknowledged, keep me posted on that incident and if you could ensure supplies are logged with the report filed asap. Its a bane I know, but an unfortunately necessary one.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Darl made a note in her PaDD that sat on the console. &amp;quot;Check on the two in the brig. See that the materials are inventoried,&amp;quot; she said as she tapped that in. With her other hand she took a pull from her rakdajino, making a face. &amp;quot;Ugh, cold rak.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Darl took up her PaDD and cold Rak and turned to the Commander, &amp;quot;Sir, if there is nothing else I stand relieved and will go and attend to these details.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Turning to Darl, he nodded his head, &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s fine, Dismissed&amp;quot;, he said before returning his gaze to another area of the Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Darl headed for the turbolift and was gone, the faint scent of rakdajino following her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The turbolift doors opened and Wendell came out onto the bridge. He took the main engineering station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Rolling his shoulders back, he stood up and moved to the centre of the Bridge and would have been to move such that all Bridge officer could see him. &amp;quot;Admiral Krueger has directed us to report to the Azzi System to witness an astronomical event that is of interest to the Federation. In due course, a briefing will take place. In fact, my belief is the Captain will want this in short order. At that Briefing further details will be disclosed. We need to move pretty sharpish. If all hands still report green, Helmsman please set a course for the Azzi System. The timings of this Astronomical event are in the ship&amp;#039;s database and should be overlaid to calculate the appropriate warp for arrival.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye, Commander,&amp;quot; said Ellery, prepping his station for the trip. He wondered what this &amp;quot;astronomical event&amp;quot; was that has the interest of the Federation. He would soon find out, during the briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;All green here, Commander,&amp;quot; the helm replied, tapping in the coordinates of the system. He shook his head, though. &amp;quot;Commander, I have the system here, but I have no knowledge of this event. Or rather, the computer doesn&amp;#039;t. He brought up a side window and scrolled. After a minute he turned back. &amp;quot;Commander, I&amp;#039;ve got nothing. I have the system here, but there is nothing else. I could fill a napkin with what I see here on the system.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Darl and heretofore unnamed helmsman ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : There was a little surprise on his face at that. The astronomical event should be in some log of some sort and that raised worry in his head. &amp;quot;Continue to prepare, take us out at a cruising warp for now whilst I confirm details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;What I have here, Commander, is the Stellar addressing, and that there are three planets in the system along with a navigational amber mark defining a large number of asteroids. It&amp;#039;s flagged as having warp capability and there has been a first contact. Nothing more on the subject. That entry is .. is over 25 years old, sir.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Wolfgang, Helm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Tapping his comm badge, he spoke directly to the Counselor in Transporter Room 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : There was a beep on the helm console. With a tap the helmsman activated the comms. =^= Earth command to Discovery. You are cleared to exit system on mission. Take some good pictures for us, eh? Command out. =^= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Wolfgang Steurer, the helmsman replied, his large bushy mustache meeting his dark blonde hair =^= Postcard perfect =^= he responded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Commander, heading and course are set. Best guess on speed.&amp;quot; The viewscreen showed the blue planet of Earth growing smaller as they departed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Steurer, the now named Helmsman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ralph moved into the Command chair and sat down, pausing for moment taking a final look around the Bridge and the familiar phrase he had not used for some time, &amp;quot;Engage&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : =/\= Bridge to Captain Harn, Confirming that we about to leave Earth System. Hollenbeck out =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The ship broke into warp at the command. &amp;quot;Cruising speed engaged, sir. All lights green,&amp;quot; Wolfgang replied. Darl, however, was gone at this point, heading for the brig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : His Furryness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Seeing no security cadet present, Lucas assumed the tactical station, as the ship departed. He wondered where they all were, as this was part of their training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Ellery (CoS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Wendell nodded to Lucas. He was still new and he hadn&amp;#039;t had a chance to meet with the Disco&amp;#039;s Chief Security Officer yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ooc: Assuming that everything is, of course, fine with the engineering department? Sorry, Gene. ;p ~Mike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All systems, as far as checks went, were working fine. There was, on the boards, a scheduled shuttle maintenance to perform. There was an oddity of a engineering report of a Inukshuk made just off the warp core made from repair equipment. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His Furryness&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Here we go again! Mark Pratt will be playing Cadet Doctor Wendell Ray Kender. Welcome aboard, Mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ___LLoyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Welcome aboard Mark! .. Gene&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : ** snip **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : After a bit Amanda came back over to check on Sakka.  &amp;quot;How&amp;#039;s it going?  Fallen asleep yet?&amp;quot; she asked with a grin.  &amp;quot;Comeon, let&amp;#039;s grab a coffee, and you can tell me a bit about your aspirations for your time in Starfleet.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Sakka wiped the sleep off his eyes and sprung out of his chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sure!&amp;quot; he exclaimed. He was ready to do anything to get out of Astrometrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Where do you want me to start?&amp;quot; he asked Amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The beginning is a good start,&amp;quot; Amanda said laughing as they walked out of Astrometrics and headed for the mess hall.  &amp;quot;How about why you ended up joining?  Are you from a military family?  My parents were never in Starfleet but my older sis joined and after seeing what she got to do I wanted to as well.  And here I am!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Sakka scratched his head and gave out an awkward chuckle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Um, yeah I don&amp;#039;t have a military background at all. My dad was only the drill sergeant of the living room easy chair, and most of the time my mom was working her tail off to put food on the table.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : He smiled at this, reminiscing at his mother&amp;#039;s diligence and hard work. &amp;quot;I joined Starfleet because I wanted to get away and explore.&amp;quot; He was filled with confidence, something he wasn&amp;#039;t too familiar with, but he liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a scientist, Ms. Jones. I want to know why the universe is what it is.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I understand that,&amp;quot; Amanda said laughing.  &amp;quot;My sister is an engineer, she can&amp;#039;t stop herself from constantly taking things apart and trying to make them better.  I was the one looking up at the stars wondering what was out there, hence why I&amp;#039;m in the astrometrics lab.  I get to spend everyday just looking at the stars and and finding new hidden mysteries.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Mysteries are fun,&amp;quot; the cadet said, excited that he shared interests with a colleague. &amp;quot;I like to read detective novels in my spare time. Especially Sherlock Holmes.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : He went on to talk about some of the things he wanted to explore, like planets and star systems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC - I hope that you don&amp;#039;t take that Sherlock part as a crossover attempt. I&amp;#039;m just being honest about my character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Oh trust me that is no where near some crossover attempts that I&amp;#039;ve seen in my time. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve never been too big into the detective novels, or novels in general.  For some reason I tend to jump ahead and read the endings before I get too far into the book.  It&amp;#039;s probably the suspense, I don&amp;#039;t like waiting more then I have to to get to the ending.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;I love suspense,&amp;quot; Sakka said with enthusiasm. &amp;quot;I always want to read the details so I understand the context of the mystery.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He looked around for a few seconds, noticing that they had gotten side-tracked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;So, where&amp;#039;s this coffee you promised me?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;I guess I&amp;#039;m just a bit to impatient to want to understand the details, I just want the solution.  As for the coffee the mess hall is just around the next corner.  Come on,&amp;quot; Amanda said picking up her pace as they turned the corner and walked into the mess hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;You take your coffee any special way? Or just black?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Oh,&amp;quot; he laughed, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a bit of a wimp with coffee. I usually take two creamers and a synthetic sugar.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Sakka was feeling a little bit more confident with his interpersonal relations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Can do,&amp;quot; Amanda said placing the orders.  Taking her own cup she passed the other to Sakka and headed for a table.  Sliding into her seat she took a sip of her coffee.  &amp;quot;So tell me, what did you really think about the task that the good Lt gave you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Honestly,&amp;quot; he laughed, &amp;quot;I didn&amp;#039;t mind it until about thirty minutes ago. Things just seemed to drag on, you know?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Sakka took a sip of his coffee, and then promptly spit it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Ugh,&amp;quot; he said as he wiped up the mess with his sleeve, &amp;quot;This is what passes for coffee here?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He looked into his cup and mumbled &amp;quot;Guess this is what happens when you stop growing it yourself.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Amanda raised an eyebrow and took a sip, &amp;quot;It tastes about the same to me.  I guess I&amp;#039;ve just gotten used to the replicated stuff.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Taking another sip she sat her cup down on the table.  &amp;quot;Yeah he does like to test the new cadets when they come aboard, I wouldn&amp;#039;t take it to personally.  You actually had it easy, there was this one time there was an explosion...  But you don&amp;#039;t wanna know about that.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sakka raised an eyebrow. &amp;quot;Are you talking about a big explosion?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He pushed the cup away, hoping not to offend the Ensign. &amp;quot;I find science interesting. Dangerous or not, it&amp;#039;s still science.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well no one was hurt, but the cadet did loose his eyebrows.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Finishing her coffee Amanda set it down on the table.  &amp;quot;And there is nothing wrong with dangerous, as long as it&amp;#039;s a controlled dangerous.  I don&amp;#039;t know about you, but I&amp;#039;m a fan of having my hair, let alone other body parts,&amp;quot; she said shivering at the thought.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So if you could pick one thing to do right now, what would it be?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:11:51 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Mess Hall on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547448</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Marci took a step into the mess hall and stopped.  He had been wandering around the ship without much of an idea of where he was going, just thinking.  With everything going on he was just thinking about where he was in life at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Hearing a small cough behind him he stepped to the side to let a crewmen past.  While he hadn&amp;#039;t exactly had a destination in mind, he hadn&amp;#039;t expected to end up in the mess hall, maybe it was a subconscious thing.  As if on cue his stomach rumbled.  Making his way over to the replicator and grabbed a light lunch before settling into a table near the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Wendell had been checking in with the other senior staff officers. He found the CSO sitting in the mess hall. He replciated some lunch for himself. Some chunky chicken noodle souo with a roll and a glass of iced tea.  He took his tray over to where the CSO was sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Pardon me,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Lt. Shin? I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. The new Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Using his fork Marci gestured towards the seat opposite of him, &amp;quot;Please have a seat, I was just having a bite to eat.  You are of course welcome to join me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Setting down his fork Marci took a sip of water before continuing.  &amp;quot;What can I do for you today Mr. Vaughn?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Wendell carefully set his tray down on the table opposite of Lt Shin. Then he seated himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m making it a point to meet individually with all of the other department heads,&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;Manly to introduce myself. Also to coordinate cadet related cross training itineraries, go over power consumption requirements and equipment maintenance reports, check on dry dock work crew refits and related diagnostics, that sort of thing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Wendell would feel a hand on his shoulder it was Hunter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you mind guys if I join in?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he asked while balancing a plate full of fish and chips and without waiting for a response took a seat,smiled and started digging into his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Heh, no problem, Counselor,&amp;quot; Wendell said. &amp;quot;Have a seat. I&amp;#039;ve just been introducing myself to the Chief Science Officer, here.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Glad to meet you Lt&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Marci took another look at his meal and pushed it slightly to the side.  He had a feeling that he wasn&amp;#039;t going to get a chance to finish it before it went cold.  &amp;quot;As I was about to tell Mr. Vaughn, everything repair wise seems to be shaping up pretty well, though I think the port sensor array is slightly off in alignment.  As for cross training is it because you are tired of having us science types digging into your systems only to end up causing them to explode in the end?&amp;quot; he said grinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter wasted no time and started digging into his food,he looked up with his mouth full wondering what they were talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;heh,&amp;quot; Wendell replied. &amp;quot;It occurs to me that scientists and engineers are very much alike. And the cross training of cadets would be more useful on away missions where there&amp;#039;s one department represented but not the other. Or in emergency situations.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He took another drink of his iced tea while he worked on his chunky chicken noodle soup. This meeting was actually going quite well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure we can work something out, I&amp;#039;ve got cadets sorting through piles of reports while we wait to break dock.  I think they might mutiny soon if they don&amp;#039;t have anything else to do.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:16:32 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547454</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ,: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Rayne looked over the PaDD as she recieved her instructions. It looked like it would be a pretty easy day.  She nodded and made a note to start on the files after making her rounds. First she would check in on Mr. Primmez, then she would tend to the twins. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe i have any questions.&amp;quot; She smiled at Dr. Epoch &amp;quot;I believe everything is in order.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : ooc: lol Amber. i didn&amp;#039;t even think about it when i picked the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Excellent. Then I&amp;#039;m sure you will do just fine.&amp;quot; She smiled warmly and left with utter confidence in her new doctor. Now, she could get some food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Tag to Mr. Primmez. Perhaps you could have your character wake soon so you can get some side sim Rp interaction with someone other than the DH&amp;#039;s :D--Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : After about thirty minutes, the cadet&amp;#039;s eyes started to open. Sakka felt a burning sensation in his retinas, but overall felt somewhat better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Space is not the place to feel sick,&amp;quot; he said to the doctor. He noticed another young cadet standing beside her, and mustered up enough courage to ask for her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Doctor Jones,&amp;quot; Rayne said as she moved closer to his bedside. She smiled at him. &amp;quot; Doctor Epoch has filled me in. I&amp;#039;ll be tending to you for the next few hours. How are you feeling?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Sakka looked at her with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Well, if you were getting over the most horrible withdrawl symptoms you&amp;#039;ve ever had/seen, how would you be feeling?&amp;quot; His eyes were aching horribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Picking up on the sarcasim, Rayne&amp;#039;s smile broadened. &amp;quot;I would say the withdrawl is better then slowly killing your liver, Mr. Primmez.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 00:07:19 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>Rayne_Jones</dc:creator>
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 <title>Announcement #8 on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547456</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Here we go again! Mark Pratt will be playing Cadet Doctor Wendell Ray Kender. Welcome aboard, Mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ___LLoyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SIR!!!!   Its   Travis Ray Kender.....SIR!!!      MARK&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 00:29:31 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>marklynn</dc:creator>
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 <title>Announcement #8 on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547457</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in Announcement #8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Here we go again! Mark Pratt will be playing Cadet Doctor Wendell Ray Kender. Welcome aboard, Mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : ___LLoyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Welcome aboard Mark! .. Gene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;THANK YOU SIR!!!&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 00:30:08 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>marklynn</dc:creator>
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 <title>Archaeologist and his two female aids on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547480</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter made his way to the transporter room,giving a brief nod to the officer present at the console.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Picking up the officer&amp;#039;s Padd he noticed that the team consisted of an Archaeologist and his two aides. Straightening up a bit the counselor simply waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter was led to believe that the team was quite eager to be beamed onboard and yet here he was still waiting... while trying to resist the urge to pace the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Here they come now, Counselor,&amp;quot; the transporter operator Laura Tran said. She was a short woman, Asian, who looked dwarfed by the console that she was behind. It looked more like a bunker than a console unit. &amp;quot;The signal was paused from the source. I&amp;#039;m not sure what the trouble was.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Initiated transport ..&amp;quot; she said, her tones muted by the sound of the confinement beam. Three figures formed on the pad. Even before they finished Laura snorted. &amp;#039;Aides my Auntie Cho&amp;#039; The center figure was Bajoran, tall and straight. He was also aged, perhaps reaching his 80&amp;#039;s. Silver streaked his blondish hair and he had the bearing of the strength of younger days just starting to become bowed. His face was angular with taut laugh lines. To each side of him was an Orion female. They looked to be twins and were dressed in what might be more of a &amp;#039;party&amp;#039; nurse&amp;#039;s dress, or something from a century ago, albeit edited to be quite low cut in the front and hemmed higher - if that were possible. As soon as the confinement beam released the trio, the archaeologist stepped forward and down from the pad, the twins in tow to come to either side of him. He still had a light step, despite his years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Hubert,&amp;quot; he said by way of introduction, his voice salesman smooth, as he held out a hand to the Counselor. &amp;quot;Sorry for the delay. Tori here dropped an ear-ring on the pad.&amp;quot; One of the twins tipped her head and waved fingers at Hunter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter could not help but look at the female that had gotten his attention first and was tempting to wave back wondering if she had managed to find the ear-ring,then realized the older man was speaking to him &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Eh..Oh glad to see you made it safely onboard Mr Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; while shaking his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Counselor Hunter&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he introduced himself &amp;#039;&amp;#039;If you care to follow me I will take you to your quarters&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He helped to carry some of the older man&amp;#039;s luggage,Hunter was sure the younger females could manage by themselves &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I will inform the Captain of your arrival&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter told the archeologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Capital idea,&amp;quot; Hubert replied; his hand shake was firm and he pumped Hunter&amp;#039;s hand with some zeal. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s good to be aboard a ship to get out again. Labs are fun and teaching is a challenge but the field, well, there&amp;#039;s just nothing that compares.&amp;quot; The twins looked to have limited luggage; a suitcase each that looked not unlike a briefcase. Hubert had a larger duffle bag and what looked to be a kind of backpack. It was adorned with many a sewed on patch from this or that world he was on, or &amp;#039;dig&amp;#039; that he had been on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hunter shook his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Glad to have you onboard Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; but his eyes seem to take on a mind of their own and were firmly set on the females,he guessed old habits die hard.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : One twin could be heard whispering to the other, &amp;quot;Quarters, good. I can&amp;#039;t wait to get out of these things. Clothes are so scratchy ..&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The comm channel was opened with =/\= Bridge to Commander Hunter =/\=, which was followed by the chirp of the channel closing at Commander Hollenbeck decided to alter the method of communication to a more private method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: A message would appear on Commander Hunters PADD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: FROM: COMMANDER HOLLENBECK, R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: TO: LT. COMMANDER HUNTER, J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: MEMO: Confirm details of timings of astronomical event with Federation Anthropologist team. Pass to the Bridge and to Science Chief for assessment of authenticity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ralph had some concern that there was no timings of the event in their database.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Realizing a message had just popped on his Padd from the Commander himself the counselor read it while keeping his face neutral as much as possibly.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;So Mr Hubert you have come on the ship to witness the astronomical event that is about to take place....when is the exact timing for this event?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter paused for a moment &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I sure do not want to be stuck in my office on a counseling session when it happens!&amp;#039;&amp;#039; that had been of course a white lie for he did not want the raise any suspicion feelings at this point.&lt;br /&gt;
It was then that he noticed the lack of luggage the twins were carrying...a strange thing indeed especially for a female.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: just pointing out the G.M has called him an archeologist..while the Commander wrote Anthropologist,I&amp;#039;m a bit confused as they are two different professions, so to clarify things as the sim moves on...what is Hubert? - marthese.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 08:50:08 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547481</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Travis  walked up to the counselors office door and chimed. He heard a voice say enter and he did as requested, as he walked in he suddenly realized...he was on a starship and kind of well lost his voice. &amp;quot;ummm...UHHH   UMM ..Cadet Kender reporting sir&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter sat up from behind his desk to shake the new Cadet&amp;#039;s hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ah doctor Kender&amp;#039;&amp;#039; and gestured with his hand for the doctor to take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I assume you&amp;#039;re here for your psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; the counselor asked while trying to put the scattered Padds on his desk in a more orderly manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: it would be great if you can find time to write some thing about yourself for the BIO.It does not have to be long or complicated :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : marthese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Travis moved to the seat offered to him and replied, &amp;quot;Yes, Commander, I am reporting for my evaluation, I am sorry for my... nervousness... it&amp;#039;s just that... well I guess I&amp;#039;m just a bit overwhelmed is all&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ___Cadet Travis Kender, doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Most are doctor, it can be overwhelming to say the least but don&amp;#039;t worry you&amp;#039;ll soon settle in&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter remembered when he had been beamed as a cadet on his first ship.The counselor nearly jumped on the transporter pad again to beam back to Earth and forget the whole thing &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Have you already met the CMO and perhaps got a bit familiar with sickbay?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 09:14:04 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Marci took a step into the mess hall and stopped.  He had been wandering around the ship without much of an idea of where he was going, just thinking.  With everything going on he was just thinking about where he was in life at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Hearing a small cough behind him he stepped to the side to let a crewmen past.  While he hadn&amp;#039;t exactly had a destination in mind, he hadn&amp;#039;t expected to end up in the mess hall, maybe it was a subconscious thing.  As if on cue his stomach rumbled.  Making his way over to the replicator and grabbed a light lunch before settling into a table near the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Wendell had been checking in with the other senior staff officers. He found the CSO sitting in the mess hall. He replciated some lunch for himself. Some chunky chicken noodle souo with a roll and a glass of iced tea.  He took his tray over to where the CSO was sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Pardon me,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Lt. Shin? I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. The new Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Using his fork Marci gestured towards the seat opposite of him, &amp;quot;Please have a seat, I was just having a bite to eat.  You are of course welcome to join me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Setting down his fork Marci took a sip of water before continuing.  &amp;quot;What can I do for you today Mr. Vaughn?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Wendell carefully set his tray down on the table opposite of Lt Shin. Then he seated himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m making it a point to meet individually with all of the other department heads,&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;Manly to introduce myself. Also to coordinate cadet related cross training itineraries, go over power consumption requirements and equipment maintenance reports, check on dry dock work crew refits and related diagnostics, that sort of thing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Wendell would feel a hand on his shoulder it was Hunter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you mind guys if I join in?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he asked while balancing a plate full of fish and chips and without waiting for a response took a seat,smiled and started digging into his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Heh, no problem, Counselor,&amp;quot; Wendell said. &amp;quot;Have a seat. I&amp;#039;ve just been introducing myself to the Chief Science Officer, here.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Glad to meet you Lt&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Marci took another look at his meal and pushed it slightly to the side.  He had a feeling that he wasn&amp;#039;t going to get a chance to finish it before it went cold.  &amp;quot;As I was about to tell Mr. Vaughn, everything repair wise seems to be shaping up pretty well, though I think the port sensor array is slightly off in alignment.  As for cross training is it because you are tired of having us science types digging into your systems only to end up causing them to explode in the end?&amp;quot; he said grinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter wasted no time and started digging into his food,he looked up with his mouth full wondering what they were talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;heh,&amp;quot; Wendell replied. &amp;quot;It occurs to me that scientists and engineers are very much alike. And the cross training of cadets would be more useful on away missions where there&amp;#039;s one department represented but not the other. Or in emergency situations.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He took another drink of his iced tea while he worked on his chunky chicken noodle soup. This meeting was actually going quite well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure we can work something out, I&amp;#039;ve got cadets sorting through piles of reports while we wait to break dock.  I think they might mutiny soon if they don&amp;#039;t have anything else to do.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hunter had by now cleared his plate clean &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Gee..that was good&amp;#039;&amp;#039; then looked at the others &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Different departments working together especially were cadets are involved is always a good learning experience....but say have you foreseen any problems?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; the counselor simply asked because he had not been around and it was the first time Hunter was speaking to the Lt&amp;#039;s.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;og_rss_groups&quot;&gt;&lt;ul class=&quot;links&quot;&gt;&lt;li  class=&quot;first last og_links&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;/webb/acad/discovery&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Discovery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 09:33:18 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tess</dc:creator>
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 <title>Counselor&#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547485</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Counselor&amp;amp;#039;s office- Cadet Jones reporting in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : When Rayne found herself ready, she made her way to the councilor’s office. Strangely enough, she was not as nervous about this meeting as she had been about her physical. Perhaps it was because she already knew the problems she had to overcome?  Or maybe it was just that she was growing accustomed to her new surroundings already. Either way, she expected this to go smoothly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Upon entering the counilor’s office, Jones checked in and waited to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Hunter was passing his fingers through his shoulder length black hair trying to make it more presentable.He noticed the new Cadet and gestured for her to enter and take a seat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Females usually say they have a bad hair day I seem to have it everyday!&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : The counselor gave up and asked Jones &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Psychological evaluation?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Rayne&amp;#039;s smile was bland as she entered and sat down. She wasn&amp;#039;t really sure how to respond to his joke. Instead, she nodded and answered his question, &amp;quot;Yes, sir. Rayne Jones.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : - Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He cleared his throat &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Any thing specific you wish to talk about doctor?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Rayne sat silent for a moment. She was thinking on if there was something she&amp;#039;d like to bring up to him. She supposed she  could talk about growing up the way she had and how it affected her, but she would have felt like she was complaining. It was in the past and that&amp;#039;s where she wanted it to stay. She had been working very hard to get past the emotional neglect and abuse she had suffered through. She didn&amp;#039;t wish to relive it. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not quite sure, sir. I&amp;#039;m pretty nervous.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;There&amp;#039;s no need to be nervous doctor...would you care to speak about your childhood?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter knew that the past could mold a person, irrelevant if the experience had been a negative or a positive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Some learn from past experience while others...did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Rayne swallowed hard and shook her head. Just thinking about the daily taunting she recieved from her older siblings made har feel small. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, sir, but I... I don&amp;#039;t think I can.&amp;quot; In that moment, not only would he see her nervousness, but he would also see  in her the look of a child remembering some harsh unjust punishment for an act they had no control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Very well doctor I shall not force you but it some times help to talk.. it might bring closure to the past.Tell me what made you go into medical?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter asked softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Instead of answering his question, Rayne looked away and spoke softly, &amp;quot;I was there... when they died... my parents i mean. I was with them. It was my fault.&amp;quot; She knew it really wasn&amp;#039;t her fault. She couldn&amp;#039;t have done anything to prevent it. But she had accepted the blame as her own after years and years of hearing it from others.  &amp;quot;I begged to go with them and they said yes. It&amp;#039;s my fault...&amp;quot; Her voice trailed off softly feeling the familiar sting of grief. &amp;quot;When I woke up in the hospital, my brother and sister were there. They told me mom and dad were... &amp;quot; Swallowing hard, she looked back at the councilor but didn&amp;#039;t really see him there. &amp;quot;They said it was my fault and I should have died instead.&amp;quot; Closing her eyes, Rayne fought to regain control of the emotins that threatened to overwhelm her. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry.&amp;quot; She spoke so softly it was hardly a sound. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m so so sorry.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : If he could wrap his arms around her and take away the pain the counselor would have done so.There were a lot of questions he wanted to ask and Hunter started with the one most important of all&amp;#039;&amp;#039;How old were you back then?&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Rayne blinked and looked at the councilor as if for the first time. Trying to rid her voice of emotion, she cleared her throat. When she spoke, however, her voice was still very very soft. &amp;quot;I was six.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;You were six...come doctor.. now as a grown woman what does that tell you about a six year old child?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; that&amp;#039;s how Hunter usually worked.If it was possible he would let the person to start reasoning for him/herself only guiding if and when necessary  .&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 09:42:23 -0400</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547487</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Halza Harn (Commanding Officer) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in counselors office- cadet Kender reporting for duty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Travis to the seat offered to him and replied&amp;quot; Yes Commander I am reporting for my evaluation, I am sorry for my....nervousness its  just that.....well I guess Im just A bit overwhelmed is all&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ooc: Mark, you don&amp;#039;t need to create a new thread here. Just add your next post to the priginal thread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ___LLoyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: I have answered on the above sim as you seem to have created two,it does not matter mistakes happen.When you want to post just hit on reply :)&lt;br /&gt;
We might as well put this sim as void to prevent further confusion since you have an already existing one&lt;br /&gt;
Marthese&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 09:56:13 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tess</dc:creator>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547492</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Astrometics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : ** snip **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : After a bit Amanda came back over to check on Sakka.  &amp;quot;How&amp;#039;s it going?  Fallen asleep yet?&amp;quot; she asked with a grin.  &amp;quot;Comeon, let&amp;#039;s grab a coffee, and you can tell me a bit about your aspirations for your time in Starfleet.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Sakka wiped the sleep off his eyes and sprung out of his chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sure!&amp;quot; he exclaimed. He was ready to do anything to get out of Astrometrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Where do you want me to start?&amp;quot; he asked Amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The beginning is a good start,&amp;quot; Amanda said laughing as they walked out of Astrometrics and headed for the mess hall.  &amp;quot;How about why you ended up joining?  Are you from a military family?  My parents were never in Starfleet but my older sis joined and after seeing what she got to do I wanted to as well.  And here I am!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Sakka scratched his head and gave out an awkward chuckle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Um, yeah I don&amp;#039;t have a military background at all. My dad was only the drill sergeant of the living room easy chair, and most of the time my mom was working her tail off to put food on the table.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : He smiled at this, reminiscing at his mother&amp;#039;s diligence and hard work. &amp;quot;I joined Starfleet because I wanted to get away and explore.&amp;quot; He was filled with confidence, something he wasn&amp;#039;t too familiar with, but he liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a scientist, Ms. Jones. I want to know why the universe is what it is.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I understand that,&amp;quot; Amanda said laughing.  &amp;quot;My sister is an engineer, she can&amp;#039;t stop herself from constantly taking things apart and trying to make them better.  I was the one looking up at the stars wondering what was out there, hence why I&amp;#039;m in the astrometrics lab.  I get to spend everyday just looking at the stars and and finding new hidden mysteries.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Mysteries are fun,&amp;quot; the cadet said, excited that he shared interests with a colleague. &amp;quot;I like to read detective novels in my spare time. Especially Sherlock Holmes.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : He went on to talk about some of the things he wanted to explore, like planets and star systems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : OOC - I hope that you don&amp;#039;t take that Sherlock part as a crossover attempt. I&amp;#039;m just being honest about my character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : OOC: Oh trust me that is no where near some crossover attempts that I&amp;#039;ve seen in my time. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve never been too big into the detective novels, or novels in general.  For some reason I tend to jump ahead and read the endings before I get too far into the book.  It&amp;#039;s probably the suspense, I don&amp;#039;t like waiting more then I have to to get to the ending.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I love suspense,&amp;quot; Sakka said with enthusiasm. &amp;quot;I always want to read the details so I understand the context of the mystery.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He looked around for a few seconds, noticing that they had gotten side-tracked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;So, where&amp;#039;s this coffee you promised me?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;I guess I&amp;#039;m just a bit to impatient to want to understand the details, I just want the solution.  As for the coffee the mess hall is just around the next corner.  Come on,&amp;quot; Amanda said picking up her pace as they turned the corner and walked into the mess hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;You take your coffee any special way? Or just black?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Oh,&amp;quot; he laughed, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m a bit of a wimp with coffee. I usually take two creamers and a synthetic sugar.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Sakka was feeling a little bit more confident with his interpersonal relations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Can do,&amp;quot; Amanda said placing the orders.  Taking her own cup she passed the other to Sakka and headed for a table.  Sliding into her seat she took a sip of her coffee.  &amp;quot;So tell me, what did you really think about the task that the good Lt gave you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Honestly,&amp;quot; he laughed, &amp;quot;I didn&amp;#039;t mind it until about thirty minutes ago. Things just seemed to drag on, you know?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Sakka took a sip of his coffee, and then promptly spit it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Ugh,&amp;quot; he said as he wiped up the mess with his sleeve, &amp;quot;This is what passes for coffee here?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He looked into his cup and mumbled &amp;quot;Guess this is what happens when you stop growing it yourself.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Amanda raised an eyebrow and took a sip, &amp;quot;It tastes about the same to me.  I guess I&amp;#039;ve just gotten used to the replicated stuff.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Taking another sip she sat her cup down on the table.  &amp;quot;Yeah he does like to test the new cadets when they come aboard, I wouldn&amp;#039;t take it to personally.  You actually had it easy, there was this one time there was an explosion...  But you don&amp;#039;t wanna know about that.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sakka raised an eyebrow. &amp;quot;Are you talking about a big explosion?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : He pushed the cup away, hoping not to offend the Ensign. &amp;quot;I find science interesting. Dangerous or not, it&amp;#039;s still science.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Well no one was hurt, but the cadet did loose his eyebrows.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Finishing her coffee Amanda set it down on the table.  &amp;quot;And there is nothing wrong with dangerous, as long as it&amp;#039;s a controlled dangerous.  I don&amp;#039;t know about you, but I&amp;#039;m a fan of having my hair, let alone other body parts,&amp;quot; she said shivering at the thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;So if you could pick one thing to do right now, what would it be?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ensign Amanda Jones - Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I think if I could do anything, I&amp;#039;d conduct planetary surveys to learn more about cultures and customs.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sakka thought about his hair and how much he&amp;#039;d hate to lose it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;No, not yet&amp;quot;, he answered, &amp;quot;I think some Cadets have conspired to play a prank on the new Captain. I will leave my Ready Room as it is until he, she, it or they confess and return everything.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Harn held up the statuette again, and said, &amp;quot;Until then, I&amp;#039;ll find a place for your gift in my quarters. Thank you again, Emalene.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ___Captain Halza Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The young doctor smiled, transforming her face from more serious doctor to kind Betazoid. And as always, a look in her eye that gave away she knew something more about you than you think.  She know that all too often Cadets, especially those close to graduation, found themselves restless and willing to play pranks. She couldn&amp;#039;t help but wonder who might have done it and when they were going to return the furnishings. It pleased her that the Captain liked her gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;You are very welcome sir. Make your appointment soon for your physical. I have several new doctors I want to break in. What better way than to make them do your physical?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Harn said, &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll wander into Sick Bay in a day or so, but my physical won&amp;#039;t be much of a challenge. I very rarely get sick, and have no recent injuries.&amp;quot; The Trill absentmindedly rubbed his hand over his abdomen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ___Captain Halza Harn, co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She grinned wider. &amp;quot;OH, the challenge is not your physical health and the routine physical they have to do. It&amp;#039;s who they are doing it on that is the challenge. Having to do one on your first ever captain... That is nerve wracking.&amp;quot; With that she left his ready room to continue her work. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:01:22 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Cadet Rayne Jones (Doctor) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : ,: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Primmez Check-In - Tag Dr. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Dr. Epoch smiled at the Doctor and handed her a PaDD filled with the day&amp;#039;s orders. There were not many, as there were not many patients. They had really, only Cadet Primmez and then some routine check ups on a set of Twin children who fought each other the day before and earned some scratches out of the deal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. Jones will wake. He is going through withdrawals and the sleep should help him immensely. He might be back a few times over the next few days for nausea, headaches, and uncontrollable shaking. This is pretty standard stuff and I have the upmost confidence you will be able to see to him today. A very mild muscle relaxant would be good if he starts shaking when he wakes, but he might not need it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;The twins are good kids but they are at that stage where they want to be nothing alike and are fighting with each other constantly. Just make sure the dermal regeneration took well to their scratches and send them on their way. The rest of the day, I would like you to brush up on medical files of all of those on board. I do not expect you to finish today, but knowing your crew and their files can be vital if we get into an emergency situation.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Emalene nodded happily. &amp;quot;I think that about covers it. Do you have any questions Dr. Jones?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : OOC: Doing great and every time I type Dr. Jones, I think about Indiana Jones. HAHA --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : OOC: &amp;quot;Alright. I am sure that eventually Mr. PRIMMEZ will wake...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Rayne looked over the PaDD as she recieved her instructions. It looked like it would be a pretty easy day.  She nodded and made a note to start on the files after making her rounds. First she would check in on Mr. Primmez, then she would tend to the twins. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t believe i have any questions.&amp;quot; She smiled at Dr. Epoch &amp;quot;I believe everything is in order.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : ooc: lol Amber. i didn&amp;#039;t even think about it when i picked the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Excellent. Then I&amp;#039;m sure you will do just fine.&amp;quot; She smiled warmly and left with utter confidence in her new doctor. Now, she could get some food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Tag to Mr. Primmez. Perhaps you could have your character wake soon so you can get some side sim Rp interaction with someone other than the DH&amp;#039;s :D--Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : After about thirty minutes, the cadet&amp;#039;s eyes started to open. Sakka felt a burning sensation in his retinas, but overall felt somewhat better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Space is not the place to feel sick,&amp;quot; he said to the doctor. He noticed another young cadet standing beside her, and mustered up enough courage to ask for her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Doctor Jones,&amp;quot; Rayne said as she moved closer to his bedside. She smiled at him. &amp;quot; Doctor Epoch has filled me in. I&amp;#039;ll be tending to you for the next few hours. How are you feeling?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Sakka looked at her with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Well, if you were getting over the most horrible withdrawl symptoms you&amp;#039;ve ever had/seen, how would you be feeling?&amp;quot; His eyes were aching horribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Picking up on the sarcasim, Rayne&amp;#039;s smile broadened. &amp;quot;I would say the withdrawl is better then slowly killing your liver, Mr. Primmez.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: -Cadet Jones, Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sakka shuttered at that word, as liver was his least favorite food.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;How are my vitals,&amp;quot; he asked. His head felt dizzy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cadet Primmez, Sci&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:03:25 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Emalene Epoch (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Cadet Travis Ray Kender (contacted 05/10) (Doctor) in CMO&amp;amp;#039;s office - Cadet Kender reporting for duty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As Travis walked into sick bay it was all so very clear that his dreams were finally coming true,but he was not quite sure of himself. He spotted the CMO&amp;#039;s office and headed that direction stoppeed in front of the door way and snapped to attention &amp;quot; Cadet Kender reporting for duty sir&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Kender would see, out of the corner of his eye, a strange thing, especially in a sickbay (at least those he was likely familiar with). Upon a biobed, made from medical things .. legs out of PaDDs, arms of splints, and body of dressings and a head of tricorders, a kind of Inukshuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : His Furrynes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: You can google Inukshuk for the image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The sharp snap to attention startled Emalene. She jumped at least a foot and then her face turned a soft pink with embarrassment as she sighed heavily in relief. &amp;quot;Oh! Dr. Kender, you startled me.&amp;quot; Obviously her attention had been on the console before her. It was filled with a file of living tissue being slowly destroyed by an unknown virus. She was a pale and pretty Betazoid woman, with dark auburn hair and deep black eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Her hand came to her chest as she stood, breathing slightly heavy due to the pounding in her heart at having been so unexpectedly startled. She smiled reassuringly and stepped out of her office, moving toward the biobed. &amp;quot;So we shall need to start with your boarding physical before I can approve you for duty. You will also need to check in with the Ship&amp;#039;s Counselor for your mental evaluation as well. Why don&amp;#039;t we go over...&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Emalene stopped in her tracks, looking at the inukshuk with a look of confusion on her face. For several moments, she just blinked at it. Who on earth would have done that? Shaking her head ruefully, she moved to a different biobed. &amp;quot;How about here? Have a seat.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: So there is plenty to respond to. Try to be full with your descriptions and observations. Work on using all five major senses in your posts. (It&amp;#039;s not always appropriate to use all five, but its a good basis for thinking). Try especially in beginning posts with someone new, to describe how your character looks and his disposition. Always sign off your posts as I did here with your name and department. For you, it would be Cadet Kender, Doctor. This way in long posts, you will have a point of reference on who is posting. --Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Travis felt slightly embarassed for startling his CMO but he knew that protocol called for it and he wasnt about to go against that. He fell into step with her and could not help but notice just how beautiful she was,he had met a few betazoids in his day but......well enough of that ...he thought to himself. He looked around the sick bay and his nerves began to wash away,he knew he belonged here and he also knew his parents would be proud. Travis still felt though at times he was still that blonde haired hazel eyed kid on the farm,but that was part of him he would never lose. He went to the bio-bed as instructed and turned to face his CMO and smiled just enough to see his dimples &amp;quot;Maam I am sorry I startled you,I guess maybe I am A bit nervous and very eager&amp;quot; Travis sat and noticed the thing on the bio bed near him.&amp;quot; I look forward to learning all I can and hopefully moving up quickly, may I be so bold as to ask.....what is that thing there? &amp;quot; He pointed to the nearby Bio-bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cadet Travis R. Kender, Doctor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She gave Travis another reassuring smile as she brought up his medical file on the console behind the biobed. &amp;quot;All of us are nervous and eager when we first get on a real ship. Its completely understandable.&amp;quot; She reviewed his file for any anomalies and then brought out a tricorder. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before she could scan him however, the turned to look at where he was pointing. The statue, as it were, stood where it had before, a monument to Cadets boredom. &amp;quot;That Dr. Kender, is a distraction. One I will very shortly remedy. Someone had too much time on their hands.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Epoch, CMO&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: Looks like you are getting the hang of posting. Excellent! I knew you would pick it up fast. Now is a good time to describe what Emalene would find in your medical file and what she would find if she scanned you with the tricorder. That way I can properly continue. If he is healthy and had no serious problems, then it would reflect that. If he had breaks or sicknesses, it would reflect that. --Amber&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:08:24 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Hey guys, high school ends today, and I&amp;#039;m going to celebrate by going and watching &amp;quot;Into Darkness&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The one problem is that I won&amp;#039;t be able to keep the laptop the school gave me, so I won&amp;#039;t be on here as freuqently as I have been.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The whole month of June I&amp;#039;ll be busy, so it will be pretty rough, but I&amp;#039;ll try to sign in as much as possible.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#039;s great playing with you guys, and I promise I&amp;#039;ll keep in touch with anyone who emails me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Bradley Hensley (Sakka Primmez, Sci)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 14:42:51 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Archaeologist and his two female aids on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Archaeologist and his two female aids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter made his way to the transporter room,giving a brief nod to the officer present at the console.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Picking up the officer&amp;#039;s Padd he noticed that the team consisted of an Archaeologist and his two aides. Straightening up a bit the counselor simply waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter was led to believe that the team was quite eager to be beamed onboard and yet here he was still waiting... while trying to resist the urge to pace the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Here they come now, Counselor,&amp;quot; the transporter operator Laura Tran said. She was a short woman, Asian, who looked dwarfed by the console that she was behind. It looked more like a bunker than a console unit. &amp;quot;The signal was paused from the source. I&amp;#039;m not sure what the trouble was.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Initiated transport ..&amp;quot; she said, her tones muted by the sound of the confinement beam. Three figures formed on the pad. Even before they finished Laura snorted. &amp;#039;Aides my Auntie Cho&amp;#039; The center figure was Bajoran, tall and straight. He was also aged, perhaps reaching his 80&amp;#039;s. Silver streaked his blondish hair and he had the bearing of the strength of younger days just starting to become bowed. His face was angular with taut laugh lines. To each side of him was an Orion female. They looked to be twins and were dressed in what might be more of a &amp;#039;party&amp;#039; nurse&amp;#039;s dress, or something from a century ago, albeit edited to be quite low cut in the front and hemmed higher - if that were possible. As soon as the confinement beam released the trio, the archaeologist stepped forward and down from the pad, the twins in tow to come to either side of him. He still had a light step, despite his years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Hubert,&amp;quot; he said by way of introduction, his voice salesman smooth, as he held out a hand to the Counselor. &amp;quot;Sorry for the delay. Tori here dropped an ear-ring on the pad.&amp;quot; One of the twins tipped her head and waved fingers at Hunter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter could not help but look at the female that had gotten his attention first and was tempting to wave back wondering if she had managed to find the ear-ring,then realized the older man was speaking to him &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Eh..Oh glad to see you made it safely onboard Mr Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; while shaking his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Counselor Hunter&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he introduced himself &amp;#039;&amp;#039;If you care to follow me I will take you to your quarters&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : He helped to carry some of the older man&amp;#039;s luggage,Hunter was sure the younger females could manage by themselves &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I will inform the Captain of your arrival&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter told the archeologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Capital idea,&amp;quot; Hubert replied; his hand shake was firm and he pumped Hunter&amp;#039;s hand with some zeal. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s good to be aboard a ship to get out again. Labs are fun and teaching is a challenge but the field, well, there&amp;#039;s just nothing that compares.&amp;quot; The twins looked to have limited luggage; a suitcase each that looked not unlike a briefcase. Hubert had a larger duffle bag and what looked to be a kind of backpack. It was adorned with many a sewed on patch from this or that world he was on, or &amp;#039;dig&amp;#039; that he had been on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter shook his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Glad to have you onboard Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; but his eyes seem to take on a mind of their own and were firmly set on the females,he guessed old habits die hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : One twin could be heard whispering to the other, &amp;quot;Quarters, good. I can&amp;#039;t wait to get out of these things. Clothes are so scratchy ..&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The comm channel was opened with =/\= Bridge to Commander Hunter =/\=, which was followed by the chirp of the channel closing at Commander Hollenbeck decided to alter the method of communication to a more private method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : A message would appear on Commander Hunters PADD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : FROM: COMMANDER HOLLENBECK, R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : TO: LT. COMMANDER HUNTER, J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : MEMO: Confirm details of timings of astronomical event with Federation Anthropologist team. Pass to the Bridge and to Science Chief for assessment of authenticity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ralph had some concern that there was no timings of the event in their database.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Realizing a message had just popped on his Padd from the Commander himself the counselor read it while keeping his face neutral as much as possibly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;&amp;#039;So Mr Hubert you have come on the ship to witness the astronomical event that is about to take place....when is the exact timing for this event?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter paused for a moment &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I sure do not want to be stuck in my office on a counseling session when it happens!&amp;#039;&amp;#039; that had been of course a white lie for he did not want the raise any suspicion feelings at this point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: It was then that he noticed the lack of luggage the twins were carrying...a strange thing indeed especially for a female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: just pointing out the G.M has called him an archeologist..while the Commander wrote Anthropologist,I&amp;#039;m a bit confused as they are two different professions, so to clarify things as the sim moves on...what is Hubert? - marthese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: My mistake. I subscribe to an archaeology periodical so my mind automatically went there. Meant anthropologist.&lt;br /&gt;
IC:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He waved his hand. &amp;quot;Call me Hugh. Hubert is formal. I save that for my papers.&amp;quot; Hugh seemed to be making some mental calculations. &amp;quot;The invitation I received suggested it would be taking place starting this month. You won&amp;#039;t have to worry about sleeping through any of it. There are four separate events taking place over the next year. I&amp;#039;d say that if we get there within the week we will be in time. When we get there the Direktor will clarify.&amp;quot; He strode on beside Hunter; he could see that Hubert sported a short pony tail that tightly drew his hair back where otherwise it might be more wavy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hugh.&amp;quot; One of the girls made a face. &amp;quot;I prefer Heffie.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Me too,&amp;quot; said the other. Then she leaned in and whispered to the other while looking at the Counselor with a sparkle in her eye.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hugh&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 21:43:30 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Cadet Sakka Primmez (Scientist) in OOC: Temporary Leave of Absense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hey guys, high school ends today, and I&amp;#039;m going to celebrate by going and watching &amp;quot;Into Darkness&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The one problem is that I won&amp;#039;t be able to keep the laptop the school gave me, so I won&amp;#039;t be on here as freuqently as I have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The whole month of June I&amp;#039;ll be busy, so it will be pretty rough, but I&amp;#039;ll try to sign in as much as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: It&amp;#039;s great playing with you guys, and I promise I&amp;#039;ll keep in touch with anyone who emails me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Bradley Hensley (Sakka Primmez, Sci)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Enjoy the movie! I&amp;#039;ve heard it is very good. My plan is to see it next week sometime.&lt;br /&gt;
- Gene&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 21:47:18 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Darl had refilled her rakdajino. She would need it. She was nearly off shift and had things to do before hitting the sack. It was a nice condition just yet that she didn&amp;#039;t have &amp;#039;issue&amp;#039; with too much coffee or rakdajino before bed like many did. Entering through the brig doors with a florish she stopped just inside the doors. They swished shut behind her. She could feel the air against her back and smiled; it had always been a game to her to enter these doors and see how close she could measure her halt and still have the doors close behind her. She hadn&amp;#039;t lost it. Saluting herself with a swig of the &amp;#039;rak&amp;#039; she gazed at the brig cells. Darl had spent a large number of shifts here in the brig - er, as a guard rather than a prisoner. She recalled one argument she had with one arrogant Bolian about his boasts of being an escape artist. Fed up with him she had said he could try to burrow through the rear bulkhead but would then find himself inside one of the aft torpedo tubes. His &amp;#039;escape&amp;#039; would then be most swift.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now there were two occupants with a third attendant. Normally it would be Barney who, at this time, would be blearily trying to complete a crossword puzzle. &amp;quot;How&amp;#039;s our lovebirds?&amp;quot; she asked to the Cadet on duty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Darl&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: Warren, setting this up for you to reply on. Basically these two were put in the night before on charges of brawling in the lounge over a girl. A bit too much synthehol and testosterone mixed there. You can reply how you imagine here. Just add in that they were complaining of pains from the brawl and pleads that they got carried away.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 22:11:40 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Anthropologist and his two female aids on USS Discovery</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547638</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Archaeologist and his two female aids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Archaeologist and his two female aids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Ralph Hollenbeck (Executive Officer) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by His Royal Furryness (Gamemaster) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Transporter room one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Hunter made his way to the transporter room,giving a brief nod to the officer present at the console.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Picking up the officer&amp;#039;s Padd he noticed that the team consisted of an Archaeologist and his two aides. Straightening up a bit the counselor simply waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter was led to believe that the team was quite eager to be beamed onboard and yet here he was still waiting... while trying to resist the urge to pace the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Here they come now, Counselor,&amp;quot; the transporter operator Laura Tran said. She was a short woman, Asian, who looked dwarfed by the console that she was behind. It looked more like a bunker than a console unit. &amp;quot;The signal was paused from the source. I&amp;#039;m not sure what the trouble was.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Initiated transport ..&amp;quot; she said, her tones muted by the sound of the confinement beam. Three figures formed on the pad. Even before they finished Laura snorted. &amp;#039;Aides my Auntie Cho&amp;#039; The center figure was Bajoran, tall and straight. He was also aged, perhaps reaching his 80&amp;#039;s. Silver streaked his blondish hair and he had the bearing of the strength of younger days just starting to become bowed. His face was angular with taut laugh lines. To each side of him was an Orion female. They looked to be twins and were dressed in what might be more of a &amp;#039;party&amp;#039; nurse&amp;#039;s dress, or something from a century ago, albeit edited to be quite low cut in the front and hemmed higher - if that were possible. As soon as the confinement beam released the trio, the archaeologist stepped forward and down from the pad, the twins in tow to come to either side of him. He still had a light step, despite his years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Hubert,&amp;quot; he said by way of introduction, his voice salesman smooth, as he held out a hand to the Counselor. &amp;quot;Sorry for the delay. Tori here dropped an ear-ring on the pad.&amp;quot; One of the twins tipped her head and waved fingers at Hunter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter could not help but look at the female that had gotten his attention first and was tempting to wave back wondering if she had managed to find the ear-ring,then realized the older man was speaking to him &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Eh..Oh glad to see you made it safely onboard Mr Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; while shaking his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Counselor Hunter&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he introduced himself &amp;#039;&amp;#039;If you care to follow me I will take you to your quarters&amp;#039;&amp;#039;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : He helped to carry some of the older man&amp;#039;s luggage,Hunter was sure the younger females could manage by themselves &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I will inform the Captain of your arrival&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter told the archeologist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Capital idea,&amp;quot; Hubert replied; his hand shake was firm and he pumped Hunter&amp;#039;s hand with some zeal. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s good to be aboard a ship to get out again. Labs are fun and teaching is a challenge but the field, well, there&amp;#039;s just nothing that compares.&amp;quot; The twins looked to have limited luggage; a suitcase each that looked not unlike a briefcase. Hubert had a larger duffle bag and what looked to be a kind of backpack. It was adorned with many a sewed on patch from this or that world he was on, or &amp;#039;dig&amp;#039; that he had been on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter shook his hand &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Glad to have you onboard Hubert&amp;#039;&amp;#039; but his eyes seem to take on a mind of their own and were firmly set on the females,he guessed old habits die hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : One twin could be heard whispering to the other, &amp;quot;Quarters, good. I can&amp;#039;t wait to get out of these things. Clothes are so scratchy ..&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hubert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The comm channel was opened with =/\= Bridge to Commander Hunter =/\=, which was followed by the chirp of the channel closing at Commander Hollenbeck decided to alter the method of communication to a more private method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : A message would appear on Commander Hunters PADD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : FROM: COMMANDER HOLLENBECK, R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : TO: LT. COMMANDER HUNTER, J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : MEMO: Confirm details of timings of astronomical event with Federation Anthropologist team. Pass to the Bridge and to Science Chief for assessment of authenticity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ralph had some concern that there was no timings of the event in their database.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : - Commander Ralph Hollenbeck, XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Realizing a message had just popped on his Padd from the Commander himself the counselor read it while keeping his face neutral as much as possibly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;So Mr Hubert you have come on the ship to witness the astronomical event that is about to take place....when is the exact timing for this event?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; Hunter paused for a moment &amp;#039;&amp;#039;I sure do not want to be stuck in my office on a counseling session when it happens!&amp;#039;&amp;#039; that had been of course a white lie for he did not want the raise any suspicion feelings at this point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : It was then that he noticed the lack of luggage the twins were carrying...a strange thing indeed especially for a female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : OOC: just pointing out the G.M has called him an archeologist..while the Commander wrote Anthropologist,I&amp;#039;m a bit confused as they are two different professions, so to clarify things as the sim moves on...what is Hubert? - marthese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: My mistake. I subscribe to an archaeology periodical so my mind automatically went there. Meant anthropologist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: He waved his hand. &amp;quot;Call me Hugh. Hubert is formal. I save that for my papers.&amp;quot; Hugh seemed to be making some mental calculations. &amp;quot;The invitation I received suggested it would be taking place starting this month. You won&amp;#039;t have to worry about sleeping through any of it. There are four separate events taking place over the next year. I&amp;#039;d say that if we get there within the week we will be in time. When we get there the Direktor will clarify.&amp;quot; He strode on beside Hunter; he could see that Hubert sported a short pony tail that tightly drew his hair back where otherwise it might be more wavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Ah an invitation Mr Hubert...I mean Hugh,the Federation must truly hold you in high esteem&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he was fishing for any kind of information as with regards to the message he had received.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Hugh.&amp;quot; One of the girls made a face. &amp;quot;I prefer Heffie.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Me too,&amp;quot; said the other. Then she leaned in and whispered to the other while looking at the Counselor with a sparkle in her eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hunter gazed back at the girls but decided they were too much of a distraction for him at this point....maybe in the near future,although he could not help wondering if they belonged to &amp;#039;Heffie&amp;#039; already.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you want to meet Commander Hollenbeck? He&amp;#039;s on the bridge at the moment,I&amp;#039;ll gladly escort you there myself&amp;#039;&amp;#039; hoping the girls would not decide to take up the offer too.&lt;br /&gt;
Hunter CNS.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/acad/discovery">USS Discovery</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 09:14:16 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Mess Hall on USS Discovery</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Jake Hunter (Counselor) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Wendell Vaughn (Chief Engineer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Marci Shin (Chief Science Officer) in Mess Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Marci took a step into the mess hall and stopped.  He had been wandering around the ship without much of an idea of where he was going, just thinking.  With everything going on he was just thinking about where he was in life at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Hearing a small cough behind him he stepped to the side to let a crewmen past.  While he hadn&amp;#039;t exactly had a destination in mind, he hadn&amp;#039;t expected to end up in the mess hall, maybe it was a subconscious thing.  As if on cue his stomach rumbled.  Making his way over to the replicator and grabbed a light lunch before settling into a table near the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Wendell had been checking in with the other senior staff officers. He found the CSO sitting in the mess hall. He replciated some lunch for himself. Some chunky chicken noodle souo with a roll and a glass of iced tea.  He took his tray over to where the CSO was sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Pardon me,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Lt. Shin? I&amp;#039;m Wendell Vaughn. The new Chief Engineer.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Using his fork Marci gestured towards the seat opposite of him, &amp;quot;Please have a seat, I was just having a bite to eat.  You are of course welcome to join me.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Setting down his fork Marci took a sip of water before continuing.  &amp;quot;What can I do for you today Mr. Vaughn?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Wendell carefully set his tray down on the table opposite of Lt Shin. Then he seated himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Well, I&amp;#039;m making it a point to meet individually with all of the other department heads,&amp;quot; he explained. &amp;quot;Manly to introduce myself. Also to coordinate cadet related cross training itineraries, go over power consumption requirements and equipment maintenance reports, check on dry dock work crew refits and related diagnostics, that sort of thing.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Wendell would feel a hand on his shoulder it was Hunter &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Do you mind guys if I join in?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he asked while balancing a plate full of fish and chips and without waiting for a response took a seat,smiled and started digging into his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Heh, no problem, Counselor,&amp;quot; Wendell said. &amp;quot;Have a seat. I&amp;#039;ve just been introducing myself to the Chief Science Officer, here.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Glad to meet you Lt&amp;#039;&amp;#039; he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Marci took another look at his meal and pushed it slightly to the side.  He had a feeling that he wasn&amp;#039;t going to get a chance to finish it before it went cold.  &amp;quot;As I was about to tell Mr. Vaughn, everything repair wise seems to be shaping up pretty well, though I think the port sensor array is slightly off in alignment.  As for cross training is it because you are tired of having us science types digging into your systems only to end up causing them to explode in the end?&amp;quot; he said grinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter wasted no time and started digging into his food,he looked up with his mouth full wondering what they were talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;heh,&amp;quot; Wendell replied. &amp;quot;It occurs to me that scientists and engineers are very much alike. And the cross training of cadets would be more useful on away missions where there&amp;#039;s one department represented but not the other. Or in emergency situations.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : He took another drink of his iced tea while he worked on his chunky chicken noodle soup. This meeting was actually going quite well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure we can work something out, I&amp;#039;ve got cadets sorting through piles of reports while we wait to break dock.  I think they might mutiny soon if they don&amp;#039;t have anything else to do.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Lt Shin - CSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter had by now cleared his plate clean &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Gee..that was good&amp;#039;&amp;#039; then looked at the others &amp;#039;&amp;#039;Different departments working together especially were cadets are involved is always a good learning experience....but say have you foreseen any problems?&amp;#039;&amp;#039; the counselor simply asked because he had not been around and it was the first time Hunter was speaking to the Lt&amp;#039;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Hunter CNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well, there will naturally be some cadets that just don&amp;#039;t have the aptitude to do some work,&amp;quot; Wendell said as he ate. &amp;quot;And we&amp;#039;d have to submit the plan thru the chain of command starting with the executive officer for coordinating the duties.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;But I got the notion from the requirements that 75% of the crew has to be trained in basic first aid, specifically, security officers who want to get assigned to away team missions. And most officers have to maintain the systems that they use anyway. Security has to run diagnostic on shields and weapons. Science on their sensors. Medical on their own biobeds and scanners.... Uhm, engineering on pretty much everything else.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lt Wendell Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;
CE&lt;/p&gt;
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