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 <title>Kor/Fisher Quarters on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/447846</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&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;: : : She looked up at him. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know why you put up with it. You must be a glutton for punishment Nick…&amp;quot; Eyeing him almost coyly from beneath her lashes, Tohala fought to keep from smirking. Her attraction to him was one thing that certainly hadn&amp;#039;t changed. &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;: : : Kor, Security&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;Being with you has never been a punishment, I may have my share of shocks and scares but it&amp;#039;s been worth it.&amp;quot; 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;: : CIO/2O&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;Oh, so very smooth Mr. Fisher,&amp;quot; Tohala said with a grin. &amp;quot;I suppose I have to keep you on your toes somehow, don&amp;#039;t I. What would you say Sam if I went blond for a bit?&amp;quot; she asked, reminding him of her appearance when they first met by using his alias from back then.&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;: Kor, Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He smiled at her thinking a bit, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want you blonde, I want you, the real you.  The one that never has to hide who she is around me.  I feel in love with this person, the blonde was just a pretty shell.&amp;quot; he answered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CIO/2O&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 16:54:54 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>ssigle</dc:creator>
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 <title>Kor/Fisher Quarters on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448023</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&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;: : : : She looked up at him. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know why you put up with it. You must be a glutton for punishment Nick…&amp;quot; Eyeing him almost coyly from beneath her lashes, Tohala fought to keep from smirking. Her attraction to him was one thing that certainly hadn&amp;#039;t changed. &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;: : : : Kor, Security&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;Being with you has never been a punishment, I may have my share of shocks and scares but it&amp;#039;s been worth it.&amp;quot; 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;: : : CIO/2O&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;Oh, so very smooth Mr. Fisher,&amp;quot; Tohala said with a grin. &amp;quot;I suppose I have to keep you on your toes somehow, don&amp;#039;t I. What would you say Sam if I went blond for a bit?&amp;quot; she asked, reminding him of her appearance when they first met by using his alias from back then.&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;: : Kor, Security&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 smiled at her thinking a bit, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want you blonde, I want you, the real you.  The one that never has to hide who she is around me.  I feel in love with this person, the blonde was just a pretty shell.&amp;quot; he answered.&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;: CIO/2O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How was it that he could see right through her, past all the thick walls she had erected over the years. There was a look of surprise on her face as she knew he had caught her trying to hide herself away because of the circumstances. Tohala looked down and picked at her salad. &amp;quot;What is there is no real me? What if it&amp;#039;s all just a fabrication created over the years and one of it is real?&amp;quot; That was is right? That she felt like a fake? And how could  such a person truly live a full life? Deep down, Tohala had lived and breathed the idea that she would die nobly in the line of duty. There had been no plans made for the future and there had been nothing in particular she had wanted for herself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kor, Security&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 17:00:40 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>lindsayb</dc:creator>
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 <title>Quick update on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448024</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Michael Alexander (Chief Tactical Officer, LOA) in Quick update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: for the most part i am still loa... but is it possible to get a quick update or recap of things? maybe i can input now and then or something. thanks!&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;: -kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The CO and XO are &amp;quot;elsewhere&amp;quot; and the mechanical tendril things are repairing the ship (and people too). Since the COS is LOA as well, we still need someone in charge on the bridge. I think. At least that was last I understood.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Linds&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 17:08:26 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>lindsayb</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sickbay- Kor&#039;s Physical on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448030</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Benjamin Grey (Doctor) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Ensign Benjamin Grey (Doctor) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Ensign Benjamin Grey (Doctor) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&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-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Grimp turned and stared at Benjamin in the face, he was getting tired of his insubordination, especially in this instance when it was unfounded and the weariness of it was beginning to show in his eyes.&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;: : : : : : : : : Grimp spoke quietly and firmly.&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;Mister Grey, your attitude towards me just now was completely unacceptable and completely without truth. It must not happen again and I am just going to leave it there. I would like you however to inform the Captain of Kor&amp;#039;s pregnancy as the Captain must be informed not only because she is a Security officer, but duty shifts will need to be lessened etc as the pregnancy develops.&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;: : : : : : : : : Grimp&amp;#039;s voice dropped to nearly a whisper, &amp;quot;you are dismissed.&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;: : : : : : : : : Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (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;: : : : : : : : Benjamin frowned &amp;quot;Sir, I cannot do that&amp;quot; he said simply, he disliked fighting his boss &amp;quot;it would break the Doctor/patient confidentiality, not even the captain can break that&amp;quot; he said standing in a very military manner, unlike what he usually did.&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 Grey 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;: : : : : : : Grimp half smiled. &amp;quot;I think you&amp;#039;ll find Mr Grey that this is one of those rare occasions when the Captain MUST be involved as there are two lives at risk. Are you telling me you would send Kor into a hostile situation where there is a chance her baby could be killed? I would like to think not.&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;: : : : : : : OOC: Correct me if I&amp;#039;m wrong but I&amp;#039;m sure this is &amp;quot;standard procedure&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;: : : : : : : Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (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: Hmm, I&amp;#039;m not sure exactly. Definitely her immediate supervisor, so the COS. It would be reasonable though, given she&amp;#039;s in security. Up to you if you decide to tell the CO or not. But expect her to be pissed off. :P&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;: : : : : : Kor, Security&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: I think it would only come into play if she confirmed she planed to keep the child, I think in that situation knowing she was hesitant most doctors would wait for her decision.  In reality if she aborted it then that is a personal matter that doesn&amp;#039;t need to be explicitly stated I would assume.  Just my spit balling here.&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;: : : : : ~Steven Sigle&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: they ar right on both matters, but turning to the only cases of Doctor/patient confidentiality on star trek bing broken was when capt, Janeway did to find out that Wildman was pregnant by ordering the doctor, he hesitantily did so I assumed it was customary to honour it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : IC:&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;sir, this is one of our most sacred terms we have, besides we shall not kill, and I will not break it&amp;quot; he relaxed a moment &amp;quot;however, I can ask her permission to inform her DH, but we do not wan&amp;#039;t to loose her trust&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 Grey 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: Ohhhh! I want Kor to be pissed!!! :D&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;: : : Grimp thought for a moment. &amp;quot;Perhaps we&amp;#039;ll lay off telling the Captain for now however I do feel quite strongly that the Chief of Security must be informed, after all, he&amp;#039;s a Klingon and he&amp;#039;d eat us both alive for withholding it, especially if he sent her somewhere and the baby died as a result.&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;: : : OOC: Grimp is a wimp :P He will piss off Kor another day :P&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;: : : Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (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: Probably safer. She was an undercover agent for Intel for much of her career. :P But because the COS is LOA for now, you will have to decide whether that means you tell the XO instead…&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;: : Linds&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;and I am the the one who is to inform him of this, am I correct sir&amp;quot; he asked sarcasticly&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 Grey doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yes Ensign, please do it straightaway. Dismissed.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Grimp said it as sternly as he could and returned to his office where there was a single PADD on his desk. He sat down and stared at it for some time, thinking, thinking, thinking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (CMO)&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 17:29:23 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Announcements - Message from the Fleet Commander on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448068</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;Hey All,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#039;m speaking to you as your Fleet Commander, so please pardon the interruption. I&amp;#039;m presently attempting to get a general feeling about the fleet from well, everyone!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448056&quot; title=&quot;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448056&quot;&gt;http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448056&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#039;s a really simple discussion, I promise, but your opinion matters to me, so please do at the very least look at it. If you&amp;#039;re too shy about actually making a public post about it, but still want to have your say, I am more than happy to take your comments via email!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I now return you to your regularly scheduled sim. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-Kat, FComm-2-&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 21:52:16 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Announcement and Apologies on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448071</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;I would like to extend an apology to everyone on the Polaris. I have been AWOL several times this past month and am AWOL now. This is unacceptable to you as my crew and my friends. Trust me when I say that this hasn&amp;#039;t been intentional, RL has just been kicking me in the butt with 2 jobs and senior year of college (apparently, professors think that means more homework) but that is no excuse.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Starting tomorrow, when I get off work, I will be catching up posts, figuring out what&amp;#039;s up with our GM and hopefully doing some side simming that will get the ship going again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Again, my deepest apologies and I hope that everyone can forgive me. Please stand by for better Captaining soon.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Michelle&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 22:33:59 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Kor/Fisher Quarters on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448117</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&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;: : : : : She looked up at him. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know why you put up with it. You must be a glutton for punishment Nick…&amp;quot; Eyeing him almost coyly from beneath her lashes, Tohala fought to keep from smirking. Her attraction to him was one thing that certainly hadn&amp;#039;t changed. &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;: : : : : Kor, Security&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;Being with you has never been a punishment, I may have my share of shocks and scares but it&amp;#039;s been worth it.&amp;quot; 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;: : : : CIO/2O&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, so very smooth Mr. Fisher,&amp;quot; Tohala said with a grin. &amp;quot;I suppose I have to keep you on your toes somehow, don&amp;#039;t I. What would you say Sam if I went blond for a bit?&amp;quot; she asked, reminding him of her appearance when they first met by using his alias from back then.&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;: : : Kor, Security&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 smiled at her thinking a bit, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t want you blonde, I want you, the real you.  The one that never has to hide who she is around me.  I feel in love with this person, the blonde was just a pretty shell.&amp;quot; he answered.&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;: : CIO/2O&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;: How was it that he could see right through her, past all the thick walls she had erected over the years. There was a look of surprise on her face as she knew he had caught her trying to hide herself away because of the circumstances. Tohala looked down and picked at her salad. &amp;quot;What is there is no real me? What if it&amp;#039;s all just a fabrication created over the years and one of it is real?&amp;quot; That was is right? That she felt like a fake? And how could  such a person truly live a full life? Deep down, Tohala had lived and breathed the idea that she would die nobly in the line of duty. There had been no plans made for the future and there had been nothing in particular she had wanted for herself.&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;: Kor, Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I think the fact that your worried about that tells me this is you.  You&amp;#039;ve had a hard time, as an agent I seldom had to go as deep as you, my specialty has always been sabotage and infiltration, not deep cover.  Not to say I haven&amp;#039;t gone under cover for assignments, but babe you have had it hard.  For once I think you should let yourself be yourself, at least with me.  No more Sam&amp;#039;s, or Blonde, or anything.  I&amp;#039;ve never lied to you since we got together, one of the few relationships I&amp;#039;ve had the privileage to say that about.&amp;quot; he replied, trying to make her feel better in his sincerity of it all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CIO/2O&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 10:27:24 -0500</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448155</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : How was it that he could see right through her, past all the thick walls she had erected over the years. There was a look of surprise on her face as she knew he had caught her trying to hide herself away because of the circumstances. Tohala looked down and picked at her salad. &amp;quot;What is there is no real me? What if it&amp;#039;s all just a fabrication created over the years and one of it is real?&amp;quot; That was is right? That she felt like a fake? And how could  such a person truly live a full life? Deep down, Tohala had lived and breathed the idea that she would die nobly in the line of duty. There had been no plans made for the future and there had been nothing in particular she had wanted for herself.&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;: : Kor, Security&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 think the fact that your worried about that tells me this is you.  You&amp;#039;ve had a hard time, as an agent I seldom had to go as deep as you, my specialty has always been sabotage and infiltration, not deep cover.  Not to say I haven&amp;#039;t gone under cover for assignments, but babe you have had it hard.  For once I think you should let yourself be yourself, at least with me.  No more Sam&amp;#039;s, or Blonde, or anything.  I&amp;#039;ve never lied to you since we got together, one of the few relationships I&amp;#039;ve had the privileage to say that about.&amp;quot; he replied, trying to make her feel better in his sincerity of it all.&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;: CIO/2O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was so simple she realized, or at least it could be. It was people who made life complicated. But sitting here with the enormity of the future before them, she understood what he was offering her and it made Tohala want to cry. Oh, she could blame the hormones if she wanted, but really, it was as simple as the promise between them. He would never lie to her and she would never hide herself from him. That was what he was offering and asking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a deal she could accept.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Reaching a hand across the table, Tohala grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. &amp;quot;I promise…&amp;quot; she told him, utterly serious. She couldn&amp;#039;t offer anyone else that promise, but for Nick? She would do anything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kor, Security&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 13:59:38 -0500</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448175</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&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;: : : How was it that he could see right through her, past all the thick walls she had erected over the years. There was a look of surprise on her face as she knew he had caught her trying to hide herself away because of the circumstances. Tohala looked down and picked at her salad. &amp;quot;What is there is no real me? What if it&amp;#039;s all just a fabrication created over the years and one of it is real?&amp;quot; That was is right? That she felt like a fake? And how could  such a person truly live a full life? Deep down, Tohala had lived and breathed the idea that she would die nobly in the line of duty. There had been no plans made for the future and there had been nothing in particular she had wanted for herself.&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;: : : Kor, Security&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 think the fact that your worried about that tells me this is you.  You&amp;#039;ve had a hard time, as an agent I seldom had to go as deep as you, my specialty has always been sabotage and infiltration, not deep cover.  Not to say I haven&amp;#039;t gone under cover for assignments, but babe you have had it hard.  For once I think you should let yourself be yourself, at least with me.  No more Sam&amp;#039;s, or Blonde, or anything.  I&amp;#039;ve never lied to you since we got together, one of the few relationships I&amp;#039;ve had the privileage to say that about.&amp;quot; he replied, trying to make her feel better in his sincerity of it all.&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;: : CIO/2O&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 was so simple she realized, or at least it could be. It was people who made life complicated. But sitting here with the enormity of the future before them, she understood what he was offering her and it made Tohala want to cry. Oh, she could blame the hormones if she wanted, but really, it was as simple as the promise between them. He would never lie to her and she would never hide herself from him. That was what he was offering and asking.&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 was a deal she could accept.&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;: Reaching a hand across the table, Tohala grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. &amp;quot;I promise…&amp;quot; she told him, utterly serious. She couldn&amp;#039;t offer anyone else that promise, but for Nick? She would do anything.&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;: Kor, Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nick smiled, &amp;quot;Good.&amp;quot; he said, taking her hand gently kissing the back of it. &amp;quot;Our lives are too complicated for us to try and mess it up more.  I love you hon, more than anything.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CIO/2O&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 15:16:09 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay- Kor&#039;s Physical on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448271</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign Benjamin Grey (Doctor) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Ensign Benjamin Grey (Doctor) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Ensign Benjamin Grey (Doctor) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Kor&amp;amp;#039;s Physical&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-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Grimp turned and stared at Benjamin in the face, he was getting tired of his insubordination, especially in this instance when it was unfounded and the weariness of it was beginning to show in his eyes.&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;: : : : : : : : : : Grimp spoke quietly and firmly.&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;Mister Grey, your attitude towards me just now was completely unacceptable and completely without truth. It must not happen again and I am just going to leave it there. I would like you however to inform the Captain of Kor&amp;#039;s pregnancy as the Captain must be informed not only because she is a Security officer, but duty shifts will need to be lessened etc as the pregnancy develops.&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;: : : : : : : : : : Grimp&amp;#039;s voice dropped to nearly a whisper, &amp;quot;you are dismissed.&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;: : : : : : : : : : Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (CMO)&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;: : : : : : : : : Benjamin frowned &amp;quot;Sir, I cannot do that&amp;quot; he said simply, he disliked fighting his boss &amp;quot;it would break the Doctor/patient confidentiality, not even the captain can break that&amp;quot; he said standing in a very military manner, unlike what he usually did.&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 Grey 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;: : : : : : : : Grimp half smiled. &amp;quot;I think you&amp;#039;ll find Mr Grey that this is one of those rare occasions when the Captain MUST be involved as there are two lives at risk. Are you telling me you would send Kor into a hostile situation where there is a chance her baby could be killed? I would like to think not.&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;: : : : : : : : OOC: Correct me if I&amp;#039;m wrong but I&amp;#039;m sure this is &amp;quot;standard procedure&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;: : : : : : : : Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (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: Hmm, I&amp;#039;m not sure exactly. Definitely her immediate supervisor, so the COS. It would be reasonable though, given she&amp;#039;s in security. Up to you if you decide to tell the CO or not. But expect her to be pissed off. :P&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;: : : : : : : Kor, Security&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: I think it would only come into play if she confirmed she planed to keep the child, I think in that situation knowing she was hesitant most doctors would wait for her decision.  In reality if she aborted it then that is a personal matter that doesn&amp;#039;t need to be explicitly stated I would assume.  Just my spit balling here.&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;: : : : : : ~Steven Sigle&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: they ar right on both matters, but turning to the only cases of Doctor/patient confidentiality on star trek bing broken was when capt, Janeway did to find out that Wildman was pregnant by ordering the doctor, he hesitantily did so I assumed it was customary to honour it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : IC:&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;sir, this is one of our most sacred terms we have, besides we shall not kill, and I will not break it&amp;quot; he relaxed a moment &amp;quot;however, I can ask her permission to inform her DH, but we do not wan&amp;#039;t to loose her trust&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 Grey 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: Ohhhh! I want Kor to be pissed!!! :D&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;: : : : Grimp thought for a moment. &amp;quot;Perhaps we&amp;#039;ll lay off telling the Captain for now however I do feel quite strongly that the Chief of Security must be informed, after all, he&amp;#039;s a Klingon and he&amp;#039;d eat us both alive for withholding it, especially if he sent her somewhere and the baby died as a result.&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;: : : : OOC: Grimp is a wimp :P He will piss off Kor another day :P&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;: : : : Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (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: Probably safer. She was an undercover agent for Intel for much of her career. :P But because the COS is LOA for now, you will have to decide whether that means you tell the XO instead…&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;: : : Linds&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;and I am the the one who is to inform him of this, am I correct sir&amp;quot; he asked sarcastically&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 Grey 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;Yes Ensign, please do it straightaway. Dismissed.&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;: Grimp said it as sternly as he could and returned to his office where there was a single PADD on his desk. He sat down and stared at it for some time, thinking, thinking, thinking.&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;: Lieut (j.g.) Grimp Omag (CMO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ben gave the Ferengi a lousy salute before turning around *I wonder what would happen if Kor &amp;#039;found out&amp;#039; that Grimp wants to tell the XO* he thought as he devised a plan against his boss.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ensign Grey doctor&lt;/p&gt;
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;Benjamin arrived infront of the XO&amp;#039;s quarters, since the COS was no longer on teh ship he was forced to inform the XO, but he had no intention to break his promise to Kor, but his first obligation as a doctor was to keep her and the baby healthy and safe, he pressed the chime and waited.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ensign Grey doctor&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 08:39:23 -0500</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;(snip)&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;: : : : : : : : : : : After getting up on his horse he turned to clubs &amp;quot;what does that even mean, a picture do it for me?&amp;quot; he asked.&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;: : : : : : : : : : : Doctor Grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Dorian gray, A character in an old Oscar wilde novel would not age, He had a portrait that would age for him and if he ever saw it he would die&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Clubs&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;: : : : : : : : : Matty walked in &amp;quot;Captain how are you?&amp;quot;  She asked and nodded to Clubs and the others that were gathered.  &amp;quot;So a competition?  What kind?&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;: : : : : : : : : 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;quot;Landon. And I&amp;#039;m good, Matty. How&amp;#039;ve you been?&amp;quot; Landon gestured towards the horses and addressed both the engineer and his XO, who had just come in. &amp;quot;Pick a horse. The race starts in five.&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-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Rhynia stepped into the holodeck shortly after the CE, curious as to what this competition was. She was always up for a little challenge.&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;: : : : : : : : ~Asani Rhynia~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Now we got ourselves a competition!&amp;quot; Clubs said with glee&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;: : : : : : After a few moments of mumbling he remembered &amp;quot;Gray with an &amp;#039;A&amp;#039;, not an &amp;#039;E&amp;#039;, besides&amp;quot; he smiled briefly &amp;quot;Spades&amp;quot; his smile faded &amp;quot;this was always a competition&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 Grey doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;When was the last time you rode a horse, Grey?&amp;quot; Clubs said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Clubs&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;about the time I graduated, and that was entertaining&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;: : : : Landon pulled his big, black stallion from the herd and swung aboard. His hand rested lightly on the horse&amp;#039;s neck as he faced his crew, some of which had not yet chosen horses. &amp;quot;Everyone, pick a mount and get ready. This will be a race to the death.&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;: : : : Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m confused Landon, I presume only i have experience working a horse, This is not a fair race&amp;quot; Clubs said disheartendly&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;: : : Clubs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Landon grinned. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t worry. The horse knows what to do as far as the fighting goes. You&amp;#039;ve just got to guide him or her. Trust me. It&amp;#039;s a lot easier than it looks.&amp;quot;&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;: : &amp;quot;Oh, I&amp;#039;ve never ridden an Earth horse, but we have a similar animal on my homeworld,&amp;quot; Rhynia remarked, &amp;quot;Hiratu we call them and the ones I learned to ride were the ones bred for war historically. Surely this will not be too different,&amp;quot; she selected a grey coloured mare and mounted gracefully.&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;: : ~Asani Rhynia~&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;ll have you know that I have ridden a horse before, although it has been a while, but these are creations, a game, and every game has controls&amp;quot; he Ben mounted the horse slowly &amp;quot;and a steady hand is good for new controls&amp;quot; he smiled as he got the horse to move.&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 Grey doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Landon looked around. &amp;quot;All right then, it seems like no one else is coming. Time to get this race going.&amp;quot; He trotted his stallion over to a line drawn in the sand. &amp;quot;Here&amp;#039;s the deal. We&amp;#039;re racing to the far end of the beach. And it&amp;#039;s a long beach. But that way, you&amp;#039;ll know where to go as long as you keep the water on your right. But these aren&amp;#039;t ordinary horses. As long as they&amp;#039;re not racing, they&amp;#039;re docile. When the race starts, that&amp;#039;s when the madness begins. These horses will be trying to rip and tear and kill the rest of the pack and it&amp;#039;s your job to make sure your horse makes it through. Trust me. It&amp;#039;s fun and not as hard as it seems.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;And I have the holodeck safeties on. So no one will actually get hurt.&amp;quot; He laughed. &amp;quot;Anyone wanna back out now?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Landon&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 09:53:46 -0500</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Landon Chaud (CO) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Landon Chaud (CO) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Landon Chaud (CO) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Captain Landon Chaud (CO) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Landon Chaud (CO) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Somewhere - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : One moment the captain would find himself on the bridge of the ship and the next...&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;: : : : : : : : : : The room was black, save for white points of light that circled the area. It would be difficult to ascertain the size of the room in the near darkness. The lights were bright, but seemed far away. The floor was hard and reflective giving the room an odd illusion of depth. It would feel unnerving, like looking over the edge of a cliff.&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;: : : : : : : : : : Suddenly, a voice boomed out, &amp;quot;What is your rank and position?&amp;quot; Although the voice did not sound artificial, it was definitely being piped in through a comm system of some sort.&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;: : : : : : : : : : -OZ&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;: : : : : : : : : Landon didn&amp;#039;t let the blackness of the room faze him. He&amp;#039;d been trained for things like this. Sure, not exactly like this but close enough.&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;: : : : : : : : : When the voice came through, he responded in a calm fashion. &amp;quot;Landon Chaud. Captain of the Federation starship Polaris. You know, things never end well for the kidnappers...ever.&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;: : : : : : : : : Chaud, 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;: : : : : : : : The voice did not respond to the captain&amp;#039;s threats. &amp;quot;Remain motionless for medical scan.&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;: : : : : : : : -OZ&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;Where&amp;#039;s my crew?&amp;quot; Landon demanded. &amp;quot;What have you done with my ship?&amp;quot; A medical scan? What was up with that? &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;: : : : : : : Chaud, 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;: : : : : : The voice ignored her questions. &amp;quot;Medical scan complete. No abnormalities found. Remain still for decontamination.&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;: : : : : : A snake-like mechanical tendril weaved it&amp;#039;s wave toward chaud and began to emit a bright blue light. The light moved over the CO from the head down to his feet. &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;Decomtamination complete. Remove your clothing,&amp;quot; the voice demanded.&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;: : : : : : -OZ&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;Remove my-?&amp;quot; Landon shook his head. &amp;quot;Not a chance. I&amp;#039;m getting out of 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;: : : : : He hit his combadge. =^=Chaud to Polaris, can you hear me?=^= Not really expecting a response but hoping nonetheless.&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;: : : : : Chaud, 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;: : : : Whether or not the Polaris her him, Chaud would never know. A nearby tendril emitted yet another ray at him. This particular beam disintegrated Chaud&amp;#039;s clothing and commbadge leaving him standing naked in the room.&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;You&amp;#039;re not at least going to buy me dinner first?&amp;quot; Landon asked. He didn&amp;#039;t move, feeling slightly awkward naked but knowing there was nothing he could do about it.&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;: : : : A suit of dark fabric materialized nearby. It was a black one piece, with protective armour in various places. &amp;quot;Put on the suit and then exit the chamber through the door on your right,&amp;quot; the voice from nowhere called.&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;: : : : -OZ&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;: : : Landon sighed. &amp;quot;Fine. And then I expect some answers.&amp;quot; Quickly, he pulled on the suit and noticed that it conformed to his body. And was comfortable. Which was not at all what he was expecting. Gathering himself, he walked through the door, head held high. Whatever was going to happen, he was going to face it and go down fighting.&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;: : : Chaud, 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;: : OOC: Bump&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 corridor was long with chambers up and down both sides. Various Hob and Erman men and women, dressed similarly to Captain Chaud seemed to reside in the &amp;#039;pods.&amp;#039; Some were standing around, others were lounging on cots. There were several empty pods.&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;: -OZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Crossing to the first chamber, Landon peered inside. &amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot; he called. Maybe whoever was inside could help him. &amp;quot;Do you know how to get out of here?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As he waited for a response, he looked down the corridor and saw all the pods on either side. With a sinking feeling, he thought he knew where he was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a prison.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Chaud, CO&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 09:58:07 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>XO&#039;s office on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448353</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Benjamin Grey (Doctor) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Benjamin arrived infront of the XO&amp;#039;s quarters, since the COS was no longer on teh ship he was forced to inform the XO, but he had no intention to break his promise to Kor, but his first obligation as a doctor was to keep her and the baby healthy and safe, he pressed the chime and waited.&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 Grey doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Come,&amp;quot; Rhynia called as she glanced up from her dinner, Neribi did too, likely curious on who was coming to visit this evening.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Asani Rhynia~&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 14:50:50 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Holodeck - Join in ANYONE!! on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448368</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Landon Chaud (CO) in Holodeck - Join in ANYONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: (snip)&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 getting up on his horse he turned to clubs &amp;quot;what does that even mean, a picture do it for me?&amp;quot; he asked.&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;: : : : : : : : : : : : Doctor Grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Dorian gray, A character in an old Oscar wilde novel would not age, He had a portrait that would age for him and if he ever saw it he would die&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Clubs&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;: : : : : : : : : : Matty walked in &amp;quot;Captain how are you?&amp;quot;  She asked and nodded to Clubs and the others that were gathered.  &amp;quot;So a competition?  What kind?&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;: : : : : : : : : : 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;Landon. And I&amp;#039;m good, Matty. How&amp;#039;ve you been?&amp;quot; Landon gestured towards the horses and addressed both the engineer and his XO, who had just come in. &amp;quot;Pick a horse. The race starts in five.&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-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Rhynia stepped into the holodeck shortly after the CE, curious as to what this competition was. She was always up for a little challenge.&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;: : : : : : : : : ~Asani Rhynia~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Now we got ourselves a competition!&amp;quot; Clubs said with glee&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;: : : : : : : After a few moments of mumbling he remembered &amp;quot;Gray with an &amp;#039;A&amp;#039;, not an &amp;#039;E&amp;#039;, besides&amp;quot; he smiled briefly &amp;quot;Spades&amp;quot; his smile faded &amp;quot;this was always a competition&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 Grey doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;When was the last time you rode a horse, Grey?&amp;quot; Clubs said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Clubs&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;about the time I graduated, and that was entertaining&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;: : : : : Landon pulled his big, black stallion from the herd and swung aboard. His hand rested lightly on the horse&amp;#039;s neck as he faced his crew, some of which had not yet chosen horses. &amp;quot;Everyone, pick a mount and get ready. This will be a race to the death.&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;: : : : : Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m confused Landon, I presume only i have experience working a horse, This is not a fair race&amp;quot; Clubs said disheartendly&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;: : : : Clubs&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;: Landon grinned. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t worry. The horse knows what to do as far as the fighting goes. You&amp;#039;ve just got to guide him or her. Trust me. It&amp;#039;s a lot easier than it looks.&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;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Oh, I&amp;#039;ve never ridden an Earth horse, but we have a similar animal on my homeworld,&amp;quot; Rhynia remarked, &amp;quot;Hiratu we call them and the ones I learned to ride were the ones bred for war historically. Surely this will not be too different,&amp;quot; she selected a grey coloured mare and mounted gracefully.&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;: : : ~Asani Rhynia~&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;ll have you know that I have ridden a horse before, although it has been a while, but these are creations, a game, and every game has controls&amp;quot; he Ben mounted the horse slowly &amp;quot;and a steady hand is good for new controls&amp;quot; he smiled as he got the horse to move.&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 Grey 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;: Landon looked around. &amp;quot;All right then, it seems like no one else is coming. Time to get this race going.&amp;quot; He trotted his stallion over to a line drawn in the sand. &amp;quot;Here&amp;#039;s the deal. We&amp;#039;re racing to the far end of the beach. And it&amp;#039;s a long beach. But that way, you&amp;#039;ll know where to go as long as you keep the water on your right. But these aren&amp;#039;t ordinary horses. As long as they&amp;#039;re not racing, they&amp;#039;re docile. When the race starts, that&amp;#039;s when the madness begins. These horses will be trying to rip and tear and kill the rest of the pack and it&amp;#039;s your job to make sure your horse makes it through. Trust me. It&amp;#039;s fun and not as hard as it seems.&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;And I have the holodeck safeties on. So no one will actually get hurt.&amp;quot; He laughed. &amp;quot;Anyone wanna back out now?&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;: Landon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;What can we use in the terms of defense? For example say a Doctor comes at me, Cant i just phazer his horse? What are the rules for combat?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Clubs&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 15:23:35 -0500</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448382</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Madison &amp;amp;quot;Matty&amp;amp;quot; Sullivan (Chief Engineer) in Port Plasma Injector Access Corridor - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Madison &amp;amp;quot;Matty&amp;amp;quot; Sullivan (Chief Engineer) in Port Plasma Injector Access Corridor - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Ensign Charles Clubs (Engineer) in Port Plasma Injector Access Corridor - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Port Plasma Injector Access Corridor - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Port Plasma Injector Access Corridor - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The tricorder would show the tendril was made of an unknown metallic substance that moved with the fluidity of mercury, but was solid. It used a series of forcefields as it moved through various access ports.&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;: : : : : It reappeared in the chamber. Moving swiftly it lifted clubs up out of the floor space and replaced the panel of flooring to it&amp;#039;s proper place. Several more smaller tendrils appeared and began scanning and then repairing the plasma burns suffered by the crew. Soon, all the tendrils retracted from the area.&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;: : : : : -OZ&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;: : : : Kor had her phaser raised but didn&amp;#039;t shoot. Unless the tendril made an aggressive move, it would be silly and could possible get people hurt. &amp;quot;Huh.. interesting…&amp;quot; she said quietly, more to herself than anything. &amp;quot;How do you both feel?&amp;quot; she asked, referring to their healed injuries.&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;: : : : Kor, Security&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;Shh&amp;quot; Clubs hushed. He checked his tricorder to see if he could somehow send it a message or singal of some kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Did he? Did he really? Did he just SHUSH her? *Breaths Kor, breath nice and slow and maybe he&amp;#039;ll live another day…*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Matty was stunned &amp;quot;Okay...it doesn&amp;#039;t seem to want us to follow it.&amp;quot;  She said as the burns were healed.  &amp;quot;Okay can we track it using the ship&amp;#039;s computer?&amp;quot;  She walked over to the computer terminal and began initiating scans looking for the tendrils.  &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;: : =^=Captain we&amp;#039;ve got an unknown entity on board that seems hell bent on helping us.=^=  She said =^=We&amp;#039;re attempting to track it now.=^=  She 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;: : 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;: Matty attempted to track the creature as best she could.  &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;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kor had her phaser in her hand and felt useless unless the creature decided to do something aggressive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kor, Security&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 16:24:10 -0500</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Michael Alexander (Chief Tactical Officer, LOA) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Michael Alexander (Chief Tactical Officer, LOA) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Bridge - Main SIM&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-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Touching her comm badge =^=CE to the Bridge.  Can you get a visual on the outside of the Port Nacelle.  Check and see if there is anything out there.=^= &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;: : : : : : 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;: : : : : =^= We are having issues up here, but stand by =^= Alexander put the display up on his console to see what the CE had been talking about.&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;: : : : : -LCDR Michael Alexander (CTO)&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 view screen blinked to life and showed several of the snake-like appendages from the sphere appeared to be repairing the port nacelle.&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;: : : : -OZ&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;: : : Without wasting time or asking questions he put that image to the main veiwscreen. He spoke loud enough so that the others on the bridge could hear. =^= CTO to Engineering... I am seeing something... Seems like tentacles have attached themselves to our nacelles... I am sending the image to 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;: : : -LCDR Michael Alexander (CTO)&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;: : One by one, the ship&amp;#039;s systems began to come online. The tendrils were repairing the ship much faster than any crew could. Hundreds of them now snaked to the Polaris from the sphere.&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;: : -OZ&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;: =/\=Kor to the Bridge. I&amp;#039;m with the engineers in the port plasma injector access area. We just had a mechanical limb appear, do repairs very quickly and then leave. Anyone have any info that might shed some light on this?=/\= she asked lightly.&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;: Kor, Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=^=Captain we&amp;#039;ve got an unknown entity on board that seems hell bent on helping us.=^= She said =^=We&amp;#039;re attempting to track it now.=^= She said. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 16:28:44 -0500</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&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;: : : : How was it that he could see right through her, past all the thick walls she had erected over the years. There was a look of surprise on her face as she knew he had caught her trying to hide herself away because of the circumstances. Tohala looked down and picked at her salad. &amp;quot;What is there is no real me? What if it&amp;#039;s all just a fabrication created over the years and one of it is real?&amp;quot; That was is right? That she felt like a fake? And how could  such a person truly live a full life? Deep down, Tohala had lived and breathed the idea that she would die nobly in the line of duty. There had been no plans made for the future and there had been nothing in particular she had wanted for herself.&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;: : : : Kor, Security&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;I think the fact that your worried about that tells me this is you.  You&amp;#039;ve had a hard time, as an agent I seldom had to go as deep as you, my specialty has always been sabotage and infiltration, not deep cover.  Not to say I haven&amp;#039;t gone under cover for assignments, but babe you have had it hard.  For once I think you should let yourself be yourself, at least with me.  No more Sam&amp;#039;s, or Blonde, or anything.  I&amp;#039;ve never lied to you since we got together, one of the few relationships I&amp;#039;ve had the privileage to say that about.&amp;quot; he replied, trying to make her feel better in his sincerity of it all.&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;: : : CIO/2O&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;: : It was so simple she realized, or at least it could be. It was people who made life complicated. But sitting here with the enormity of the future before them, she understood what he was offering her and it made Tohala want to cry. Oh, she could blame the hormones if she wanted, but really, it was as simple as the promise between them. He would never lie to her and she would never hide herself from him. That was what he was offering and asking.&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;: : It was a deal she could accept.&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;: : Reaching a hand across the table, Tohala grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. &amp;quot;I promise…&amp;quot; she told him, utterly serious. She couldn&amp;#039;t offer anyone else that promise, but for Nick? She would do anything.&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;: : Kor, Security&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;: Nick smiled, &amp;quot;Good.&amp;quot; he said, taking her hand gently kissing the back of it. &amp;quot;Our lives are too complicated for us to try and mess it up more.  I love you hon, more than anything.&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;: CIO/2O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pale hazel eyes gaze back at him and her features were soft. &amp;quot;I know, and I love you too Nick.&amp;quot; She gently pulled her hand back and got to her feet. &amp;quot;Well, I should go see the Counsellor so I can officially work around here.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kor, Security&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 16:34:31 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>lindsayb</dc:creator>
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 <title>Kor/Fisher Quarters on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448441</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&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;: : : : : How was it that he could see right through her, past all the thick walls she had erected over the years. There was a look of surprise on her face as she knew he had caught her trying to hide herself away because of the circumstances. Tohala looked down and picked at her salad. &amp;quot;What is there is no real me? What if it&amp;#039;s all just a fabrication created over the years and one of it is real?&amp;quot; That was is right? That she felt like a fake? And how could  such a person truly live a full life? Deep down, Tohala had lived and breathed the idea that she would die nobly in the line of duty. There had been no plans made for the future and there had been nothing in particular she had wanted for herself.&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;: : : : : Kor, Security&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 think the fact that your worried about that tells me this is you.  You&amp;#039;ve had a hard time, as an agent I seldom had to go as deep as you, my specialty has always been sabotage and infiltration, not deep cover.  Not to say I haven&amp;#039;t gone under cover for assignments, but babe you have had it hard.  For once I think you should let yourself be yourself, at least with me.  No more Sam&amp;#039;s, or Blonde, or anything.  I&amp;#039;ve never lied to you since we got together, one of the few relationships I&amp;#039;ve had the privileage to say that about.&amp;quot; he replied, trying to make her feel better in his sincerity of it all.&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;: : : : CIO/2O&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;: : : It was so simple she realized, or at least it could be. It was people who made life complicated. But sitting here with the enormity of the future before them, she understood what he was offering her and it made Tohala want to cry. Oh, she could blame the hormones if she wanted, but really, it was as simple as the promise between them. He would never lie to her and she would never hide herself from him. That was what he was offering and asking.&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;: : : It was a deal she could accept.&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;: : : Reaching a hand across the table, Tohala grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. &amp;quot;I promise…&amp;quot; she told him, utterly serious. She couldn&amp;#039;t offer anyone else that promise, but for Nick? She would do anything.&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;: : : Kor, Security&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;: : Nick smiled, &amp;quot;Good.&amp;quot; he said, taking her hand gently kissing the back of it. &amp;quot;Our lives are too complicated for us to try and mess it up more.  I love you hon, more than anything.&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;: : CIO/2O&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;: Pale hazel eyes gaze back at him and her features were soft. &amp;quot;I know, and I love you too Nick.&amp;quot; She gently pulled her hand back and got to her feet. &amp;quot;Well, I should go see the Counsellor so I can officially work around 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;: Kor, Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Try not to give them too many reasons to not let you get to your duties.&amp;quot; he said teasingly to her, humor, while not something Nick didn&amp;#039;t enjoy, was not usually his forte&amp;#039; to crack jokes often, but his desire to soothe Tohala&amp;#039;s heart and mind he was going out of his way more than normal to do so.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CIO/2O&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 01:43:14 -0500</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;snip&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Pale hazel eyes gaze back at him and her features were soft. &amp;quot;I know, and I love you too Nick.&amp;quot; She gently pulled her hand back and got to her feet. &amp;quot;Well, I should go see the Counsellor so I can officially work around 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;: : Kor, Security&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;Try not to give them too many reasons to not let you get to your duties.&amp;quot; he said teasingly to her, humor, while not something Nick didn&amp;#039;t enjoy, was not usually his forte&amp;#039; to crack jokes often, but his desire to soothe Tohala&amp;#039;s heart and mind he was going out of his way more than normal to do so.&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;: CIO/2O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tohala raised her eyebrows, which always had the effect of drawing more attention to her forehead ridge. It had been genius work on the part of the doctors who did all her cosmetic alterations that they were able to hide the ridge so easily. Not that it had been easy to wear all the time. &amp;quot;Already have an issue with that, don&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; she replied, trying not to sound bitter. After all, being a pregnant security officer wasn&amp;#039;t exactly awe inspiring for her career.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kor, Security&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 10:45:05 -0500</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&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;: : : Pale hazel eyes gaze back at him and her features were soft. &amp;quot;I know, and I love you too Nick.&amp;quot; She gently pulled her hand back and got to her feet. &amp;quot;Well, I should go see the Counsellor so I can officially work around 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;: : : Kor, Security&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;Try not to give them too many reasons to not let you get to your duties.&amp;quot; he said teasingly to her, humor, while not something Nick didn&amp;#039;t enjoy, was not usually his forte&amp;#039; to crack jokes often, but his desire to soothe Tohala&amp;#039;s heart and mind he was going out of his way more than normal to do so.&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;: : CIO/2O&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;: Tohala raised her eyebrows, which always had the effect of drawing more attention to her forehead ridge. It had been genius work on the part of the doctors who did all her cosmetic alterations that they were able to hide the ridge so easily. Not that it had been easy to wear all the time. &amp;quot;Already have an issue with that, don&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; she replied, trying not to sound bitter. After all, being a pregnant security officer wasn&amp;#039;t exactly awe inspiring for her career.&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;: Kor, Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t think too much on it, your good at your job that&amp;#039;s all that matters love.&amp;quot; he replied reassuringly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CIO/2O&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 17:08:52 -0500</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448616</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Civilian Asani Neribi (XO&amp;amp;#039;s Niece) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Civilian Asani Neribi (XO&amp;amp;#039;s Niece) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Civilian Asani Neribi (XO&amp;amp;#039;s Niece) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Commander Asani Rhynia (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Asani Neribi (XO&amp;amp;#039;s Niece) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : Posted by Civilian Asani Neribi (XO&amp;amp;#039;s Niece) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Quarters - After the Systems&amp;amp;#039; Failures&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;lt;snip&amp;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-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;You with me sweetie.&amp;quot; he said with a kind tone, looking back to her wanting to make sure she was able to handle the stress, he knew this all could be terrifying for a young teenager.&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;: : : : : : : : : : : : : 343rd Det CO&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;Yes, let&amp;#039;s try and find another way around,&amp;quot; Neribi said with a nod. &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;: : : : : : : : : : : : ~Asani Neribi~&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;: : : : : : : : : : : OOC: Very very late, my bad.&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;: : : : : : : : : : : IC: Bishop helped her to get around, finding the easiest way around the fire.&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;: : : : : : : : : : : 343rd Det CO&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;: : : : : : : : : : Neribi followed the Marine CO, still very curious as to where her aunt was. Rhynia could hide a lot from her, simply because her telepathy was better developed, but they shared blood and Neribi was able to sometimes glimpse things that came to her when her aunt&amp;#039;s guard was down.&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;: : : : : : : : : : A particularly strong thought occurred to her Aunt, that she picked up on all of a sudden. Intruders....she was sure Rhynia hadn&amp;#039;t seen them yet, but that her aunt was concerned about the possibility of them.&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;Are we in worse enough shape to have the enemy board the ship?&amp;quot; Neribi asked out loud, &amp;quot;Auntie Rhynia is worried about that.&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;: : : : : : : : : : ~Asani Neribi~&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;: : : : : : : : : Bishop wasn&amp;#039;t sure how much he should say to her, she was a civilian but she had a unique position being so close to the XO she would know more than most and he knew it.  &amp;quot;I am not certain, but I am not taking any chances.&amp;quot; he said, his teams were helping secure the ship, he was hoping to hear from a few of them if there was a problem.&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;: : : : : : : : : CIO/2O&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;: : : : : : : : Neribi sensed something then, she got the feeling that Rhynia was in a lot of trouble. Rhynia hadn&amp;#039;t been able to clamp down on her emotions quickly enough for Neribi not to sense anything, the feeling was gone now. Her aunt was capable of blocking her from images, but it was imperfect....if Rhynia were tired or stressed, her shield would be imperfect, right now though she was wide awake and it was strong. Neribi could try to chip away at the shield, her other aunt Anraelin had told her that sometimes a blood relative was able to break through a shield, but quite frankly the girl was afraid to know. Rhynia typically didn&amp;#039;t hide anything from her, so her in opinion whatever Rhynia kept from her had to be terrible. Too terrible that the Commander felt it necessary to keep her niece sheltered.&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 think my aunt is in trouble,&amp;quot; she whispered, &amp;quot;I saw a flash and now she&amp;#039;s in the dark,&amp;quot; she paused, not sure if it was too wild a leap, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t think she&amp;#039;s on the Polaris anymore.&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;: : : : : : : : ~Asani Neribi~&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;: : : : : : : *bump*&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;: : : : : : Bishop focused his mind as he did, he didn&amp;#039;t want to be worried but he knew he had to find her, &amp;quot;Do you think you can track me to where you felt her last?&amp;quot; he asked Neribi.&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;: : : : : : 343rd Det 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;She was on the turbolift, then she crawled out,&amp;quot; Neribi paused, frowning, &amp;quot;I want to say deck nine, but I could be wrong, she was on her way to the bridge from sickbay when the lift got stuck. I remember that clearly in her mind because she didn&amp;#039;t feel the need to keep that from me, as I reached out when the ship shook from the weapons fire.&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;: : : : : ~Asani Neribi~&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;Do you think you could lead me to her?&amp;quot;. He asked, curious if it was even a good idea but knowing he needed to get to 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;: : : &amp;quot;Maybe,&amp;quot; Neribi concentrated, &amp;quot;If she doesn&amp;#039;t block me, I don&amp;#039;t know if I could break through her barriers, she&amp;#039;s stronger than I am.&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;: : : ~Asani Neribi~&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 have a few tricks of my own to find her, how does your connection work?  Can you at all tell her I am on my way?&amp;quot; said Bishop as he brought up a device on his belt, it was a small digital map he kept to track in case ship failure, handy for when this happened he thought.&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;: : 343rd Det 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;: &amp;quot;I can try,&amp;quot; Neribi replied, &amp;quot;I can send her a message, but if she&amp;#039;s focused elsewhere she might not respond to me. Aunt Rhynia told me there might be things that can block our telepathy too, but she didn&amp;#039;t elaborate on specifics.&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;: *Help is on the way Aunt Rhynia,* she focused and sent, *Bishop has a device he&amp;#039;ll try to find you.*&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;: ~Asani Neribi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: Let&amp;#039;s skip ahead if it&amp;#039;s okay with the GM :-D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;IC: After awhile with Neribi&amp;#039;s help Bishop though he had navigated closer but wasn&amp;#039;t sure how much he had to cut through.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;343rd Det 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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 20:52:10 -0500</pubDate>
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 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448619</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Asani Rhynia (XO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Asani Rhynia (XO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Commander Asani Rhynia (XO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&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;lt;snip&amp;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-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure I could teach you a few new things,&amp;quot; Rhynia winked with a giggle.&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;: : : : : : : : ~Asani Rhynia~&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;Oh my dear naughty already, we haven&amp;#039;t even had desert my dear.&amp;quot; he said teasingly.&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;: : : : : : : 343rd Det 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;Sorry, I couldn&amp;#039;t resist the comment,&amp;quot; she remarked with a laugh.&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;: : : : : : ~Asani Rhynia~&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;: : : : : *bump*&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 I would be disappointed if you had resisted the comment, so would you care for desert then?&amp;quot; he asked with a coy smile on his face.&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;: : : : 343rd Det 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;I&amp;#039;d love dessert,&amp;quot; Rhynia replied, &amp;quot;I have a bit of a sweet tooth, the crew will often bring me something sweet if they want a favor, I hadn&amp;#039;t realized how obvious my addiction was until I noticed the pattern,&amp;quot; she joked.&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;: : : ~Asani Rhynia~&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;So the crew comes by often to give you goodies?  That sounds adorable, what happened to the tough intel officer persona?&amp;quot; he said, teasing her a little&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;Oh I have one of those,&amp;quot; Rhynia remarked, &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s hidden in the recesses of my brain, cross me and you&amp;#039;ll learn about it,&amp;quot; she joked...a bit, &amp;quot;Intelligence isn&amp;#039;t just about being a hard nosed officer either. Sometimes you have to be able to play different roles in a mission in order to stay alive.&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;: ~Asani Rhynia~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I respect that.  So do you want to have the dessert her or say your quarters?&amp;quot; he asked, the question was defiantly weighted but he wanted to see where this was heading, he was a direct sort and was begining to grow more fond of her as they spoke.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;343rd Det 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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 21:02:12 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>ssigle</dc:creator>
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 <title>Bridge - Main SIM on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448654</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Michael Alexander (Chief Tactical Officer, LOA) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Michael Alexander (Chief Tactical Officer, LOA) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Bridge - Main SIM&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-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Touching her comm badge =^=CE to the Bridge.  Can you get a visual on the outside of the Port Nacelle.  Check and see if there is anything out there.=^= &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;: : : : : : : 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;: : : : : : =^= We are having issues up here, but stand by =^= Alexander put the display up on his console to see what the CE had been talking about.&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;: : : : : : -LCDR Michael Alexander (CTO)&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;: : : : : The view screen blinked to life and showed several of the snake-like appendages from the sphere appeared to be repairing the port nacelle.&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;: : : : : -OZ&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;: : : : Without wasting time or asking questions he put that image to the main veiwscreen. He spoke loud enough so that the others on the bridge could hear. =^= CTO to Engineering... I am seeing something... Seems like tentacles have attached themselves to our nacelles... I am sending the image to you. =^=&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;: : : : -LCDR Michael Alexander (CTO)&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 by one, the ship&amp;#039;s systems began to come online. The tendrils were repairing the ship much faster than any crew could. Hundreds of them now snaked to the Polaris from the sphere.&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;: : : -OZ&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;: : =/\=Kor to the Bridge. I&amp;#039;m with the engineers in the port plasma injector access area. We just had a mechanical limb appear, do repairs very quickly and then leave. Anyone have any info that might shed some light on this?=/\= she asked lightly.&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;: : Kor, Security&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;: =^=Captain we&amp;#039;ve got an unknown entity on board that seems hell bent on helping us.=^= She said =^=We&amp;#039;re attempting to track it now.=^= She 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;: CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nick had been trying to get to the bridge for awhile, not having power hurt but with ship coming on he made it there to see what he could aid them with.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CIO/2O&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 23:36:52 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>ssigle</dc:creator>
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 <title>Kor/Fisher Quarters on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448775</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Kor/Fisher Quarters&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;: : : : Pale hazel eyes gaze back at him and her features were soft. &amp;quot;I know, and I love you too Nick.&amp;quot; She gently pulled her hand back and got to her feet. &amp;quot;Well, I should go see the Counsellor so I can officially work around 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;: : : : Kor, Security&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;Try not to give them too many reasons to not let you get to your duties.&amp;quot; he said teasingly to her, humor, while not something Nick didn&amp;#039;t enjoy, was not usually his forte&amp;#039; to crack jokes often, but his desire to soothe Tohala&amp;#039;s heart and mind he was going out of his way more than normal to do so.&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;: : : CIO/2O&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;: : Tohala raised her eyebrows, which always had the effect of drawing more attention to her forehead ridge. It had been genius work on the part of the doctors who did all her cosmetic alterations that they were able to hide the ridge so easily. Not that it had been easy to wear all the time. &amp;quot;Already have an issue with that, don&amp;#039;t I?&amp;quot; she replied, trying not to sound bitter. After all, being a pregnant security officer wasn&amp;#039;t exactly awe inspiring for her career.&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;: : Kor, Security&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;Don&amp;#039;t think too much on it, your good at your job that&amp;#039;s all that matters love.&amp;quot; he replied reassuringly.&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;: CIO/2O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m one of the best,&amp;quot; she said pointedly, not egotistically, but with a confidence that years of covert work had given her. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With a tiny smirk and a wonk, she turned and left their quarters, wondering how this conversation would go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kor, Security&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf2/polaris">USS Polaris</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 16:27:14 -0500</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>lindsayb</dc:creator>
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 <title>Bishop and Asani - Hallway on USS Polaris</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/448830</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Asani Rhynia (XO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Asani Rhynia (XO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Major Bishop Walker (343rd Det CO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Commander Asani Rhynia (XO) in Bishop and Asani - Hallway&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;lt;snip&amp;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-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sure I could teach you a few new things,&amp;quot; Rhynia winked with a giggle.&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;: : : : : : : : : ~Asani Rhynia~&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;Oh my dear naughty already, we haven&amp;#039;t even had desert my dear.&amp;quot; he said teasingly.&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;: : : : : : : : 343rd Det 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;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Sorry, I couldn&amp;#039;t resist the comment,&amp;quot; she remarked with a laugh.&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;: : : : : : : ~Asani Rhynia~&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;: : : : : : *bump*&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 I would be disappointed if you had resisted the comment, so would you care for desert then?&amp;quot; he asked with a coy smile on his face.&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;: : : : : 343rd Det 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;I&amp;#039;d love dessert,&amp;quot; Rhynia replied, &amp;quot;I have a bit of a sweet tooth, the crew will often bring me something sweet if they want a favor, I hadn&amp;#039;t realized how obvious my addiction was until I noticed the pattern,&amp;quot; she joked.&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;: : : : ~Asani Rhynia~&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;So the crew comes by often to give you goodies?  That sounds adorable, what happened to the tough intel officer persona?&amp;quot; he said, teasing her a little&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;Oh I have one of those,&amp;quot; Rhynia remarked, &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s hidden in the recesses of my brain, cross me and you&amp;#039;ll learn about it,&amp;quot; she joked...a bit, &amp;quot;Intelligence isn&amp;#039;t just about being a hard nosed officer either. Sometimes you have to be able to play different roles in a mission in order to stay alive.&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;: : ~Asani Rhynia~&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 respect that.  So do you want to have the dessert her or say your quarters?&amp;quot; he asked, the question was defiantly weighted but he wanted to see where this was heading, he was a direct sort and was begining to grow more fond of her as they spoke.&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;: 343rd Det CO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;What about your quarters?&amp;quot; Rhynia asked somewhat cheekily, truthfully her quarters opened a few questions....she was the legal Guardian for her niece now and it was probably best to see if this was going somewhere first before introducing Bishop to Neribi, &amp;quot;I share my quarters with an impressionable eleven year old, I don&amp;#039;t want her to read into something that may not be there. Plus she&amp;#039;s feverishly studying for some test, I think she was somewhat thankful that I was leaving for dinner so she would have quiet.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Asani Rhynia~&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 21:19:35 -0500</pubDate>
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 <title>Bridge - Main SIM on USS Polaris</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Nick Fisher (CIO -2O) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Michael Alexander (Chief Tactical Officer, LOA) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Gamemaster The Great &amp;amp;amp; Powerful Oz (Gamemaster) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Michael Alexander (Chief Tactical Officer, LOA) in Bridge - Main SIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Tohala Kor (Security officer) in Bridge - Main SIM&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-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Touching her comm badge =^=CE to the Bridge.  Can you get a visual on the outside of the Port Nacelle.  Check and see if there is anything out there.=^= &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;: : : : : : : : 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;: : : : : : : =^= We are having issues up here, but stand by =^= Alexander put the display up on his console to see what the CE had been talking about.&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;: : : : : : : -LCDR Michael Alexander (CTO)&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;: : : : : : The view screen blinked to life and showed several of the snake-like appendages from the sphere appeared to be repairing the port nacelle.&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;: : : : : : -OZ&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;: : : : : Without wasting time or asking questions he put that image to the main veiwscreen. He spoke loud enough so that the others on the bridge could hear. =^= CTO to Engineering... I am seeing something... Seems like tentacles have attached themselves to our nacelles... I am sending the image to you. =^=&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;: : : : : -LCDR Michael Alexander (CTO)&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 by one, the ship&amp;#039;s systems began to come online. The tendrils were repairing the ship much faster than any crew could. Hundreds of them now snaked to the Polaris from the sphere.&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;: : : : -OZ&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;: : : =/\=Kor to the Bridge. I&amp;#039;m with the engineers in the port plasma injector access area. We just had a mechanical limb appear, do repairs very quickly and then leave. Anyone have any info that might shed some light on this?=/\= she asked lightly.&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;: : : Kor, Security&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;: : =^=Captain we&amp;#039;ve got an unknown entity on board that seems hell bent on helping us.=^= She said =^=We&amp;#039;re attempting to track it now.=^= She 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;: : CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: remember, Landon&amp;#039;s in some kind of prison or somewhere...so he&amp;#039;s not on the Bridge so someone else might wanna take the CE&amp;#039;s call...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Chaud&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;: Nick had been trying to get to the bridge for awhile, not having power hurt but with ship coming on he made it there to see what he could aid them with.&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;: CIO/2O&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/stf2/polaris&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Polaris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 07:34:56 -0500</pubDate>
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