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 <title>Counsellor&#039;s Office - Boarding Eval on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547155</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nikolai Comescu (Chief of Security) in Counsellor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Boarding Eval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As Lt. Comescu approached Counsellor Samoth’s door, he cleared his mind of all emotion and took a steady breath; normally visiting a ships’ Counsellor was a unique and fun experience for Nikolai as he liked to try to play psychological games on the Counsellor and try to get instead their head…but for some reason he was apprehensive about this particular meeting.&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;: Coming face to face with the door Nikolai stopped short and put on his ‘game face’ before pressing the door chime, in the hope that the Counsellor was in his office.&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;: NC - COS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A woman NE answered the door.  She showed the officer in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Good day Sir.  Do you have an appointment or are you here for your psych evaluation?&amp;quot; she asked.&lt;br /&gt;
____&lt;br /&gt;
Samoth&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 09:43:45 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Arrival at Starbase 300 on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547157</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Samoth (Counselor) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&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;lt;SNIP&amp;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-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip had been quiet as the Bridge crew looked over the Starbase. While they had been talking about it&amp;#039;s appearance he was thinking about more concrete issues.&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;Bridge to Engineering. This is the Captain. Lt. DiNaploi, please report to the Bridge.&amp;quot; =^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Science, give me a full sensor sweep of the Base. I want to know if the Starbase is generating her own power, and if there are any life signs aboard...beyond the two we can see.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Another light blinked on on the outpost and then went off again.  NE Droopy caught it &amp;quot;Uhhh Captain, you said this place was abandoned right?&amp;quot;  He asked slightly worried about what he had just seen.  &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;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&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;: : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip spun around to face Droopy. &amp;quot;Yes, it has been abandon for many years. There has not been a Starfleet crew assigned to this base in almost 50 years.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Why do you ask?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, CO&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;: : : : : : : : : : :    Annie flew onto the bridge from the turbo-lift so fast that her ponytail was flying out behind her. And although she was appearing only a few moments after the Captains call she she said ,&amp;quot;Sorry sir I think the turbo-lift is slow .&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant, we have just arrived at an Immense class Starbase. One that hasn&amp;#039;t been powered up for several decades.&amp;quot; Jessip stated as he indicated Annie to look out the forward viewer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know what we will need to conduct our investigation, but I&amp;#039;m sure, at least, that we will need the Starbase computer to give us access to any data logs we don&amp;#039;t already have. If you took over a few engineering teams, could you get at least an auxiliary reactor powered up?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;There is no way we can get the space doors open, so the Thor will have to dock externally. Once that happens I&amp;#039;m sure we can transfer power through the docking umbilical for anything you might need to restore power, but I do not believe we can keep this Starbase running off the ship alone.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Once you get your team over there, how long do you think we will have to get things up and running?&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;: : : : : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, CO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : :    Well he wasn&amp;#039;t asking much was he? Annie thought.  Aloud she merely said ,&amp;quot;Sir for starters I wouldn&amp;#039;t recommend docking with that thing. Something is going on over there . Power fluctuations at the best or something totally unknown at the worst. Whatever is causing all that flashing though could access the Thor through the docking umbilical.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : :     Looking at the base out the forward view screen the said ,&amp;quot;Let me and my team get a shuttle over there with a few portable generators and we should be able to start the stations own power sources .&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Sitting quietly at his post, Samoth cautiously allowed his telepathy to move towards the starbase, hoping that he would be able to sense something and report.&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;: : : : : : : : Samoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : He would sense  a simple mind that seemed to be wandering around the station.  &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;: : : : : : : Jessip rubbed his chin in his hand as he contemplated Annie&amp;#039;s advice. His attention focused on the Starbase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;I agree. Lieutenant take an engineering team over and get some power going.&amp;quot; he then turned to Meara, &amp;quot;Commander, take an Away Team over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : and give us an update on what&amp;#039;s going on over there. Take whomever you feel is necessary.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &amp;quot;Aye Captain,&amp;quot; Maera said. She gulped hoping there wouldn&amp;#039;t be anything jumping out and scaring her. Her brother had always loved scary things but hadn&amp;#039;t.&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;: : : : : : : Just then the officer manning the science station piped up. &amp;quot;Captain, sensor sweep indicate that the only life forms are ours and the two on the structure below. The base is uninhabited.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;&amp;quot;Ok, so we are alone here. That&amp;#039;s one good thing.&amp;quot; he turned to face the officer at the tactical station, &amp;quot;Keep a lock on the Away and Engineering Teams at all times. I want them beamed back if anything odd happens.&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;: : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : : : : Even though sensors were showing that there were no other life signs it would seem like there was something going on.  In the engine room they would find that there were fusion engines that seemed to have not been turned on in over fifty years.  There were other engines that were just as cold.  They wouldn&amp;#039;t know what there was going on until they got over 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;: : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&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;: : : : : Maera clicked her commbadge. =/\= Cmdr. Maera to science and medical staff. Please report to shuttlebay 1. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : As they stood there watching, another series of lights came on on the outpost and went off again.  These were on the upper decks and seemed to be random in nature.  &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;: : : : Mouse of Nevermore&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;Captain,&amp;quot; reported Samoth, &amp;quot;I am detecting a being with a simple mind ... simple in that there are no layering in its thinking.  Everything seems uncomplicated to it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: Hope I am not overstepping my boundaries by adding that definition of simple.&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;: : : Samoth&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;: : Jessip pondered his Counselor&amp;#039;s statement before he answered. It seemed odd to him. &amp;quot;Counselor, where are you detecting this presence? Is it on the Starbase, or from the Construct below it?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Also, I&amp;#039;m a little perplexed. I thought that Vulcan telepathy was based on touch only? Have I been misinformed?&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;: : Jessip Quirst, CO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The life form moved quickly throughout the station.  Nothing made any sense in its movements.  As they watched another light came on in the station.  It could very well be that they weren&amp;#039;t alone.  &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;: Mouse of nevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Captain, I am the product of three species: Vulcan, Betazoid and Napean,&amp;quot; explained Samoth,  &amp;quot;Rather than cancelling each other out, my psychic abilites are enhanced.  I spent most of my younger days on Vulcan learning from one of my grandparents the art of keeping the abilities in check and to discipline myself from peeking into the mind of every person I meet.  To come back to what I can sense ...  something moving in the station.  I cannot say at the moment if its origins are from the construct below.  What I do know is that it is uncomplicated, much like in children ... child-like but not childish.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then noticing another light, Samoth asked, &amp;quot;Is that one of ours?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
____&lt;br /&gt;
Samoth&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 09:51:56 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>kkoh</dc:creator>
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 <title>Engineering On Station on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547227</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering Away Team Shuttle Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Annie stood in the shuttle bay and watched as her team loaded their tools, lights, and generators into the shuttle. Then after everyone had checked each others environmental suits everyone climbed into the shuttle. Although Annie had kept her team small it felt like a crowd once they were on the shuttle . between the equipment and the bulk of the environmental suits Annie had started to feel pressed in from all sides before they even shut the hatch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :   As soon as the shuttle bay was depressurized and they were free of the ship however Annie felt a lot better . She was now focusing on the task at hand. Obviously they couldn&amp;#039;t just go in a docking bay since the place had no power that they knew of. She would have to power up the doors to a docking bay from the exterior. To this end she guided the shuttle to withing about ten meters of a door which would put them on the engineering deck. Now came the bad part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :   Everyone had to put on their helmets as she depressurized the shuttle. It was then that NE Roustabout did his EVA with an umbilical which he would attach between the shuttle and the station . Roustabout for once wasn&amp;#039;t wasting time and the umbilical was soon attached. Annie looked at the readouts across the board on the shuttle and was glad to see no odd stuff coming from the station . I few taps on the touchscreen and she watched as the door to the stations shuttle bay went open. The thing only jerked a little at first . Then moved only a few feet as if it were hesitant. Then finally something seemed to break free and it opened up normally. &amp;quot;Okay everyone.&amp;quot; Annie said. &amp;quot;As soon as we&amp;#039;re inside I want a generator with a remote access placed on that thing that us or someone from the ship can come and go as we please. &amp;quot; Annie then gently moved the shuttle inside the stations shuttle bay and set it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: :   Once everything inside the shuttle bay had been taken care of Annie motioned for her team to team to move out. They could move faster if it weren&amp;#039;t for the cumbersome environmental suits. Or if they didn&amp;#039;t have to stop at every door and power it up to open it with their portable generators. As they neared the engineering room of the station Annie peered around in the darkness and said &amp;quot;Where&amp;#039;s P-Ray?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli&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;:   Annie had one of the NE&amp;#039;s attach a generator to the main control board of the station, and with one press of a button the control board lit up . Getting this much going Annie took her gloved hand and swiped the dust off the thing. Seeing the controls for the reactors she checked the coolant status. The temperature was nothing to write home about. After all this time it was frozen about as solid as it could get. &amp;quot; Get me some power to the coolant temperature controls. &amp;quot; she said to NE Sparkles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;:   Sparkles didn&amp;#039;t like the idea that meant he&amp;#039;d have to trudge down two decks in these cumbersome suits and carrying the generators . The result of his work however would soon be recognized by all. An hour later the coolant for the reactors was once again after all these years in a workable liquid state. &amp;quot;Okay Annie said the excitement apparent in her voice. Let&amp;#039;s bring the reactors up to five percent to start with. And with that she slowly pushed the reactor to five percent.&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;:   Annie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;   It was only a short time later that the reactors were up to 25% power. More that enough for taking care of all the stations power needs. It was then that Annie had her NE&amp;#039;s start turning on systems beginning with atmosphere. She was really tired of this suit. The next was gravity. After that things just seemed to get better by the second.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;  Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 19:22:39 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Arrival at Starbase 300 on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547228</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Samoth (Counselor) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Samoth (Counselor) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&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-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip had been quiet as the Bridge crew looked over the Starbase. While they had been talking about it&amp;#039;s appearance he was thinking about more concrete issues.&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;Bridge to Engineering. This is the Captain. Lt. DiNaploi, please report to the Bridge.&amp;quot; =^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Science, give me a full sensor sweep of the Base. I want to know if the Starbase is generating her own power, and if there are any life signs aboard...beyond the two we can see.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Another light blinked on on the outpost and then went off again.  NE Droopy caught it &amp;quot;Uhhh Captain, you said this place was abandoned right?&amp;quot;  He asked slightly worried about what he had just seen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&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;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip spun around to face Droopy. &amp;quot;Yes, it has been abandon for many years. There has not been a Starfleet crew assigned to this base in almost 50 years.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Why do you ask?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : : : : : : : : : :    Annie flew onto the bridge from the turbo-lift so fast that her ponytail was flying out behind her. And although she was appearing only a few moments after the Captains call she she said ,&amp;quot;Sorry sir I think the turbo-lift is slow .&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant, we have just arrived at an Immense class Starbase. One that hasn&amp;#039;t been powered up for several decades.&amp;quot; Jessip stated as he indicated Annie to look out the forward viewer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know what we will need to conduct our investigation, but I&amp;#039;m sure, at least, that we will need the Starbase computer to give us access to any data logs we don&amp;#039;t already have. If you took over a few engineering teams, could you get at least an auxiliary reactor powered up?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;There is no way we can get the space doors open, so the Thor will have to dock externally. Once that happens I&amp;#039;m sure we can transfer power through the docking umbilical for anything you might need to restore power, but I do not believe we can keep this Starbase running off the ship alone.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Once you get your team over there, how long do you think we will have to get things up and running?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : : : : : : : :    Well he wasn&amp;#039;t asking much was he? Annie thought.  Aloud she merely said ,&amp;quot;Sir for starters I wouldn&amp;#039;t recommend docking with that thing. Something is going on over there . Power fluctuations at the best or something totally unknown at the worst. Whatever is causing all that flashing though could access the Thor through the docking umbilical.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : :     Looking at the base out the forward view screen the said ,&amp;quot;Let me and my team get a shuttle over there with a few portable generators and we should be able to start the stations own power sources .&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-10&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Sitting quietly at his post, Samoth cautiously allowed his telepathy to move towards the starbase, hoping that he would be able to sense something and report.&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;: : : : : : : : : Samoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : He would sense  a simple mind that seemed to be wandering around the station.  &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;: : : : : : : : Jessip rubbed his chin in his hand as he contemplated Annie&amp;#039;s advice. His attention focused on the Starbase.&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 agree. Lieutenant take an engineering team over and get some power going.&amp;quot; he then turned to Meara, &amp;quot;Commander, take an Away Team over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : and give us an update on what&amp;#039;s going on over there. Take whomever you feel is necessary.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye Captain,&amp;quot; Maera said. She gulped hoping there wouldn&amp;#039;t be anything jumping out and scaring her. Her brother had always loved scary things but hadn&amp;#039;t.&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;: : : : : : : : Just then the officer manning the science station piped up. &amp;quot;Captain, sensor sweep indicate that the only life forms are ours and the two on the structure below. The base is uninhabited.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &amp;quot;&amp;quot;Ok, so we are alone here. That&amp;#039;s one good thing.&amp;quot; he turned to face the officer at the tactical station, &amp;quot;Keep a lock on the Away and Engineering Teams at all times. I want them beamed back if anything odd happens.&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;: : : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : : : : : Even though sensors were showing that there were no other life signs it would seem like there was something going on.  In the engine room they would find that there were fusion engines that seemed to have not been turned on in over fifty years.  There were other engines that were just as cold.  They wouldn&amp;#039;t know what there was going on until they got over 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;: : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&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;: : : : : : Maera clicked her commbadge. =/\= Cmdr. Maera to science and medical staff. Please report to shuttlebay 1. =/\=&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;: : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : As they stood there watching, another series of lights came on on the outpost and went off again.  These were on the upper decks and seemed to be random in nature.  &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;: : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&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;Captain,&amp;quot; reported Samoth, &amp;quot;I am detecting a being with a simple mind ... simple in that there are no layering in its thinking.  Everything seems uncomplicated to it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : OOC: Hope I am not overstepping my boundaries by adding that definition of simple.&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;: : : : Samoth&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;: : : Jessip pondered his Counselor&amp;#039;s statement before he answered. It seemed odd to him. &amp;quot;Counselor, where are you detecting this presence? Is it on the Starbase, or from the Construct below it?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Also, I&amp;#039;m a little perplexed. I thought that Vulcan telepathy was based on touch only? Have I been misinformed?&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;: : : Jessip Quirst, CO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The life form moved quickly throughout the station.  Nothing made any sense in its movements.  As they watched another light came on in the station.  It could very well be that they weren&amp;#039;t alone.  &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;: : Mouse of nevermore.&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;Captain, I am the product of three species: Vulcan, Betazoid and Napean,&amp;quot; explained Samoth,  &amp;quot;Rather than cancelling each other out, my psychic abilites are enhanced.  I spent most of my younger days on Vulcan learning from one of my grandparents the art of keeping the abilities in check and to discipline myself from peeking into the mind of every person I meet.  To come back to what I can sense ...  something moving in the station.  I cannot say at the moment if its origins are from the construct below.  What I do know is that it is uncomplicated, much like in children ... child-like but not childish.&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;: Then noticing another light, Samoth asked, &amp;quot;Is that one of ours?&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;: Samoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;   =/\= DiNapoli to bridge.=/\= Annie voice came through the ships comms. =/\= All necessary systems are up and running over here sirs!=/\=&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;   Lt. Annie DiNapoli&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 19:25:27 -0400</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.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering Away Team Shuttle Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Annie stood in the shuttle bay and watched as her team loaded their tools, lights, and generators into the shuttle. Then after everyone had checked each others environmental suits everyone climbed into the shuttle. Although Annie had kept her team small it felt like a crowd once they were on the shuttle . between the equipment and the bulk of the environmental suits Annie had started to feel pressed in from all sides before they even shut the hatch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : :   As soon as the shuttle bay was depressurized and they were free of the ship however Annie felt a lot better . She was now focusing on the task at hand. Obviously they couldn&amp;#039;t just go in a docking bay since the place had no power that they knew of. She would have to power up the doors to a docking bay from the exterior. To this end she guided the shuttle to withing about ten meters of a door which would put them on the engineering deck. Now came the bad part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : :   Everyone had to put on their helmets as she depressurized the shuttle. It was then that NE Roustabout did his EVA with an umbilical which he would attach between the shuttle and the station . Roustabout for once wasn&amp;#039;t wasting time and the umbilical was soon attached. Annie looked at the readouts across the board on the shuttle and was glad to see no odd stuff coming from the station . I few taps on the touchscreen and she watched as the door to the stations shuttle bay went open. The thing only jerked a little at first . Then moved only a few feet as if it were hesitant. Then finally something seemed to break free and it opened up normally. &amp;quot;Okay everyone.&amp;quot; Annie said. &amp;quot;As soon as we&amp;#039;re inside I want a generator with a remote access placed on that thing that us or someone from the ship can come and go as we please. &amp;quot; Annie then gently moved the shuttle inside the stations shuttle bay and set it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :   Once everything inside the shuttle bay had been taken care of Annie motioned for her team to team to move out. They could move faster if it weren&amp;#039;t for the cumbersome environmental suits. Or if they didn&amp;#039;t have to stop at every door and power it up to open it with their portable generators. As they neared the engineering room of the station Annie peered around in the darkness and said &amp;quot;Where&amp;#039;s P-Ray?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli&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;: :   Annie had one of the NE&amp;#039;s attach a generator to the main control board of the station, and with one press of a button the control board lit up . Getting this much going Annie took her gloved hand and swiped the dust off the thing. Seeing the controls for the reactors she checked the coolant status. The temperature was nothing to write home about. After all this time it was frozen about as solid as it could get. &amp;quot; Get me some power to the coolant temperature controls. &amp;quot; she said to NE Sparkles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: :   Sparkles didn&amp;#039;t like the idea that meant he&amp;#039;d have to trudge down two decks in these cumbersome suits and carrying the generators . The result of his work however would soon be recognized by all. An hour later the coolant for the reactors was once again after all these years in a workable liquid state. &amp;quot;Okay Annie said the excitement apparent in her voice. Let&amp;#039;s bring the reactors up to five percent to start with. And with that she slowly pushed the reactor to five percent.&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;: :   Annie&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 only a short time later that the reactors were up to 25% power. More that enough for taking care of all the stations power needs. It was then that Annie had her NE&amp;#039;s start turning on systems beginning with atmosphere. She was really tired of this suit. The next was gravity. After that things just seemed to get better by the second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;:   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just then Anne&amp;#039;s suit communicator chirped. =^= &amp;quot;Status Report, Lieutenant.&amp;quot; Jessip requested from the Bridge, &amp;quot;Any progress on restoring the star base&amp;#039;s power?&amp;quot; =^= &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jessip had been nervous. With the Base&amp;#039;s power down the Thor was their lifeboat.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jessip Quirst, CO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 22:33:11 -0400</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.) Nikolai Comescu (Chief of Security) in Captains Ready Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Captains Ready Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nikolai Comescu (Chief of Security) in Captains Ready Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : As the lift doors closed and the turbolift began to rise Lt. Comescu took a deep breath and ponder intently what his new Captain would be like and whether or not he / she would quiz him on his past or his reasons for not reporting in immediately upon boarding the ship. &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;: : : Suddenly, in a manner that surprised Nikolai, the turbolift doors opened and Lt. Comescu was facing the bridge; Quickly, with his head down, the Lt. moved through the Bridge straight to the Captain’s Ready Room door without looking up. As soon lt. Comescu came within close proximity to the door he quickly checked his uniform to ensure it was neat and tidy before pressing the door chime with a hefty sigh.&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;: : : NC - COS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Jessip had been looking over some of the initial reports from the Away Teams on the station when his chime rung. &amp;quot;Come In&amp;quot; he replied absently not looking up until he finished the sentence he had been reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Seeing it was Comescu, he put his PaDD down. There would be plenty of time for that later. Over to his left in the seating area, sat a Vulcan woman also working on a PaDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Lt. Comescu.&amp;quot; He said rising from his chair and crossing from behind the desk to stand in front of the security officer. He extended his hand with a smile. &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s good to have you aboard. Lets have a seat, shall we?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Cate, this is Lt. Nickolai Comescu, recently transferred from the USS Knights Templar. Lieutenant, I&amp;#039;d like you to meet Cate. She is my assistant and the Thor&amp;#039;s unofficial morale officer.&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;: : Jessip Quirst, 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;: Lt. Comescu took a deep breath before extending his hand to shake Cate&amp;#039;s and saying “Nice to meet you”. Once the initial greeting was over with, Nikolai took a seat, but remained in a semi rigid professional position, and said in a Russian accent “Thank you for the warm welcome Captain…I am glad to meet you…may I apologise for not reporting in sooner”.&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;: NC - COS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Not a problem. We had to leave Starbase 202 faster than I would have liked. I dare say we may have even left some folks behind.&amp;quot; He added with a smile. He took a seat in the seating area as did Cate. Once Nickolai did as well, he continued.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I believe it is fair to say that you come to us with some baggage, Lieutenant.&amp;quot; Jessip began, &amp;quot;I am well aware of the events that proceeded your trial. While your intentions were noble and honorable, your actions, and the subsequent aftermath, were not. I welcome an officer with personal integrity such as yours, but it is important to temper that with your duty to the ship.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;My father told me about an incident that happened to him his first day as a new Executive Officer on the USS Brandywine. On his first Bridge shift a junior officer approached him and promptly attacked him landing a right cross on his left cheek knocking him off balance. The man then shouted &amp;#039;That&amp;#039;s what you get for killing my mother!&amp;#039;.  My father had never seen this man before, nor had he any memory of killing his mother. But the entire Bridge staff was watching him to see what he would do next. He straightened himself up, approached the man and replied. &amp;#039;I have never known your mother, nor have I killed her. So unless you&amp;#039;re initiating a Klingon mating ritual, you will not strike me again. I will let this one pass, but if it happens again, you will be cooling off in the Brig.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I am not perfect, and Cate here can attest to that fact, as she has known me for most of my life. But if something were to happen aboard the Thor, similar to what happened aboard the Knights Templar, I would at least ask you to contact me about it first before taking matters into your on hands.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jessip Quirst, CO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 23:10:48 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;As you have already seen, we have a new player aboard the ship. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jason Fruth is playing our new medical doctor, Ens. Lulu Malak. Feel free to say hello and welcome Lulu to the ship.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jason, I hope you feel welcome. Feel fre to contact me any time regarding your character or anything else aboard the ship.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Right now, we are restoring power to an abandoned Starbase rumored to be haunted. The CMO is part of the Away Team, so you may have to hold don medical in case any of use get sick.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jody&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 23:19:20 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Welcome Aboard on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Jody Romero in Welcome Aboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As you have already seen, we have a new player aboard the ship. &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;: Jason Fruth is playing our new medical doctor, Ens. Lulu Malak. Feel free to say hello and welcome Lulu to the ship.&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;: Jason, I hope you feel welcome. Feel fre to contact me any time regarding your character or anything else aboard the ship.&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;: Right now, we are restoring power to an abandoned Starbase rumored to be haunted. The CMO is part of the Away Team, so you may have to hold don medical in case any of use get sick.&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;: Jody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: Thanks for that warm welcome.  I hope to be a valuable addition to the group.  I&amp;#039;m a fairly avid &amp;quot;Trekkie&amp;quot; and I have quite a bit of RP experience, but this is my first time RPing via a BBS.  This is a character that has had a long and fun history in other Star Trek RP.  She was a real hit with my last group, I hope you guys like her!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jason.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 23:40:08 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Counsellor&#039;s Office - Boarding Eval on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Samoth (Counselor) in Counsellor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Boarding Eval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nikolai Comescu (Chief of Security) in Counsellor&amp;amp;#039;s Office - Boarding Eval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : As Lt. Comescu approached Counsellor Samoth’s door, he cleared his mind of all emotion and took a steady breath; normally visiting a ships’ Counsellor was a unique and fun experience for Nikolai as he liked to try to play psychological games on the Counsellor and try to get instead their head…but for some reason he was apprehensive about this particular meeting.&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;: : Coming face to face with the door Nikolai stopped short and put on his ‘game face’ before pressing the door chime, in the hope that the Counsellor was in his office.&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;: : NC - COS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: A woman NE answered the door.  She showed the officer in.&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;Good day Sir.  Do you have an appointment or are you here for your psych evaluation?&amp;quot; she asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: ____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Samoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Nikolai looked at the NE with a tiny bit of content, as he was hoping to speak with the Counsellor directly, but quickly his look dispersed and returned to normal before saying in a perfectly calm but Russian accent “Sadly I don’t have an appointment…I am here for my joining psych eval, I am Lt. Comescu the new Chief of Security”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;NC - COS&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 00:39:03 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ensign Malak stood just shy of the Sickbay doors, staring intently at them.  She took a deep breath in and sharply exhaled as she walked forward.  The doors opened and Ensign Malak strode into sickbay, her first assignment since graduating medical school.  She hoped that her reputation for violating Starfleet uniform codes had not beat her to this posting, but she had little reason to think that the Starfleet Medical Academy&amp;#039;s Commandant would bluff.  Nevertheless, Ensign Malak seemed determined to make her first assignment a positive experience.  A thin woman in her early thirties with short brown hair which she wore pulled back in a pony tail.  Her hair framed the trademark Trill spots on her face and neck.  Ensign Malak was tall for a Trill, and at nearly 6 foot she stood taller than most fellow female officers, and some of her male counterparts as well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Ensign Malak scanned sickbay with her eyes and quickly located the CMO, her new DH, and made walked toward her.  As she walked she took in the sights and smells of the Thor&amp;#039;s sickbay, making mental notes of where the various medical instruments and diagnostic tools were located.  She approached Lt. (Dr.) Gregory and stood smartly at attention as she introduced 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;: &amp;quot;Dr. Gregory, I presume?  I&amp;#039;m Dr. Malak, your new staff physician and the newest Ensign on board.  I&amp;#039;m reporting for duty and also for my boarding physical.  I admit that I&amp;#039;m anxious to jump right in, so we can save the formalities for later if you wish.&amp;quot;  She spoke confidently yet softly.  Confidence was natural to Malak which likely came from 3 lifetimes of memories as a physician.  Her professors at Starfleet Medical tried to breed the soft tone of voice to comfort patients, but in Malak this softer tone of voice often sounded like flirting.&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 Malak (Medical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OOC: I realized I painted myself into a corner earlier, so I&amp;#039;m trying to fix it!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;IC:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Sorry doctor, I&amp;#039;m Petty Officer Smith, one of the nurses here.  I&amp;#039;ll take care of your boarding physical.&amp;quot;  Smith smiled and led Ens. Malak to an empty biobed.  &amp;quot;Dr. Gregory is part of the away team on the station right now, but as you&amp;#039;ve seen we&amp;#039;re a little short handed in sickbay so I&amp;#039;ll go ahead and get you squared away now.&amp;quot;  Smith spoke casually as Ens. Malak swallowed her pride and laid down on the biobed.  In an effort to make a good first impression, Malak had confused a nurse with her DH.  As nurse Smith began the examination, she began briefing the young Ens. Malak on the status of their mission, the wonders of the Thor&amp;#039;s sickbay, and a few of the more regular customers in the crew.  Malak nodded along, but paid little attention.  &amp;quot;That sure backfired.  Next I&amp;#039;ll probably confuse the ship&amp;#039;s cook with the captain&amp;quot; Ensign Malak thought as she patiently waited as Nurse Smith conducted a rather thorough exam.  Malak enjoyed being a physician, but wasn&amp;#039;t to keen on being a patient.  Malak&amp;#039;s mind stopped wandering as Nurse Smith began addressing the contents of her Starfleet Medical file.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Dr. Malak, it says here that you had an acute reaction to the birth control hypo.  Did that happen for every injection?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Sadly yes.  It&amp;#039;s been localized Erythema with inflammation and some general nausea.  Rapid onset, but rapid regression as well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a rare reaction, but not unheard of.  I&amp;#039;ve given a few injections where similar symptoms presented immediately after.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I see this note about Insect allergies and I&amp;#039;ve flagged it in your personnel file.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Thank you nurse, I&amp;#039;m not sure if anyone here has served with a Trill before.  We&amp;#039;re a quirky species, but endearing in our own ways.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The two medical professionals shared a laugh as Nurse Smith motioned that her exam was complete.  Malak rose from the biobed and adjusted her uniform.  &amp;quot;Your welcome to stick around for a bit doctor, but I&amp;#039;m sure Counselor Samoth would like to talk to you at your convenience.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Thank you, but I&amp;#039;d like to get the lay of the land first.  I&amp;#039;d hate to scramble for an auto-suture on my first big emergency!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Good idea Ensign.  I&amp;#039;ve got some work to finish, but I&amp;#039;m around if you have any questions.&amp;quot;  Nurse Smith smiled again and walked away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ensign Malak (Medical)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 00:48:37 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Engineering On Station on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering Away Team Shuttle Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Annie stood in the shuttle bay and watched as her team loaded their tools, lights, and generators into the shuttle. Then after everyone had checked each others environmental suits everyone climbed into the shuttle. Although Annie had kept her team small it felt like a crowd once they were on the shuttle . between the equipment and the bulk of the environmental suits Annie had started to feel pressed in from all sides before they even shut the hatch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : :   As soon as the shuttle bay was depressurized and they were free of the ship however Annie felt a lot better . She was now focusing on the task at hand. Obviously they couldn&amp;#039;t just go in a docking bay since the place had no power that they knew of. She would have to power up the doors to a docking bay from the exterior. To this end she guided the shuttle to withing about ten meters of a door which would put them on the engineering deck. Now came the bad part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : :   Everyone had to put on their helmets as she depressurized the shuttle. It was then that NE Roustabout did his EVA with an umbilical which he would attach between the shuttle and the station . Roustabout for once wasn&amp;#039;t wasting time and the umbilical was soon attached. Annie looked at the readouts across the board on the shuttle and was glad to see no odd stuff coming from the station . I few taps on the touchscreen and she watched as the door to the stations shuttle bay went open. The thing only jerked a little at first . Then moved only a few feet as if it were hesitant. Then finally something seemed to break free and it opened up normally. &amp;quot;Okay everyone.&amp;quot; Annie said. &amp;quot;As soon as we&amp;#039;re inside I want a generator with a remote access placed on that thing that us or someone from the ship can come and go as we please. &amp;quot; Annie then gently moved the shuttle inside the stations shuttle bay and set it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli 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;: : : :   Once everything inside the shuttle bay had been taken care of Annie motioned for her team to team to move out. They could move faster if it weren&amp;#039;t for the cumbersome environmental suits. Or if they didn&amp;#039;t have to stop at every door and power it up to open it with their portable generators. As they neared the engineering room of the station Annie peered around in the darkness and said &amp;quot;Where&amp;#039;s P-Ray?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli&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;: : :   Annie had one of the NE&amp;#039;s attach a generator to the main control board of the station, and with one press of a button the control board lit up . Getting this much going Annie took her gloved hand and swiped the dust off the thing. Seeing the controls for the reactors she checked the coolant status. The temperature was nothing to write home about. After all this time it was frozen about as solid as it could get. &amp;quot; Get me some power to the coolant temperature controls. &amp;quot; she said to NE Sparkles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :   Sparkles didn&amp;#039;t like the idea that meant he&amp;#039;d have to trudge down two decks in these cumbersome suits and carrying the generators . The result of his work however would soon be recognized by all. An hour later the coolant for the reactors was once again after all these years in a workable liquid state. &amp;quot;Okay Annie said the excitement apparent in her voice. Let&amp;#039;s bring the reactors up to five percent to start with. And with that she slowly pushed the reactor to five percent.&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;: : :   Annie&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 only a short time later that the reactors were up to 25% power. More that enough for taking care of all the stations power needs. It was then that Annie had her NE&amp;#039;s start turning on systems beginning with atmosphere. She was really tired of this suit. The next was gravity. After that things just seemed to get better by the second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli 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;: Just then Anne&amp;#039;s suit communicator chirped. =^= &amp;quot;Status Report, Lieutenant.&amp;quot; Jessip requested from the Bridge, &amp;quot;Any progress on restoring the star base&amp;#039;s power?&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;: Jessip had been nervous. With the Base&amp;#039;s power down the Thor was their lifeboat.&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;: Jessip Quirst, CO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As the generators came to live, gravity generators came on line as did life support.  It was minimal at the moment but it was there.  It would get better as the power built up.  There was now minimal lighting in the engineering bay and they could now see the enormous size.  There were four more of the fusion reactors in this engineering bay as well as two warp cores.  It spanned three decks.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As they worked, a set of eyes watched them.  Hoping that they would be unnoticed at least for the moment.  Had they come back or was this just a dream.  The figure didn&amp;#039;t know...but something was going on.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:25:56 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>XO&#039;s Away Team on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Maera entered the shuttlebay with a quick smile and approached the shuttlecraft. She stood and waited for her away team to report.&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;: : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Kathryn arrived a moment later &amp;quot;So we&amp;#039;re going over t&amp;#039; the starbase and chase up some ghosties and gholies?&amp;quot;  She asked lightly as she slung her medical bag over her shoulder.  &amp;quot;Who all do we have going with us?&amp;quot;  Kathryn asked looking around the shuttle.  &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;: : : 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;: : Just then the Captain chimed the Benzar First Officers communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : =^= &amp;quot;Commander Maera, this is the Captain. I was just thinking, this starbase hasn&amp;#039;t been operational for several decades, so I&amp;#039;m sure life support isn&amp;#039;t running. Even if the air is still breathable I&amp;#039;m sure it&amp;#039;s stale, and the Base is probably as cold as space. I suggest you suit up your teams in environmental suits.&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;: : Jessip Quirst, 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;: =/\= Roger that, Captain. =/\=. She looked at the CMO. &amp;quot;Well you heard the man. Let&amp;#039;s suit up.&amp;quot; She walked over to a compartment which stored a rack of EVA suits. Maera began putting hers on. She never did like these things because they were big and she felt bulky in them. She looked at Kathryn. &amp;quot;I never did like these things, doc.&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;: XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kathryn nodded and grabbed a suit &amp;quot;So why exactly are we going over &amp;#039;ere?&amp;quot;  She asked &amp;quot;This place is deader than a door nail.&amp;quot;  She said as she closed up the suit and grabbed the helmet.  Shaking her head &amp;quot;Once we&amp;#039;re there, I&amp;#039;ll head t&amp;#039; Sickbay and see what I can find out about the place from the medical files.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CMO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:28:41 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay- Boarding Physical on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nikolai Comescu (Chief of Security) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nikolai Comescu (Chief of Security) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : OOC: If someone from Medical wants to jump in here I would be grateful. If not I can play it out with an NE. &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;: : : As Lt. Nikolai Comescu entered the Sickbay - he took a deep breath and attempted to contain his hatred of boarding physicals, he knew that the Medical Department was one of the few departments on the ship that truly understood the physical turmoil that a life in Security took on the body and was the only department, on board, that could relieve him of his duties for this reason.&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;: : : As Nikolai advanced slowly forward within Sickbay, like a deer caught in headlamps, he tried to put on a confident manner as he looked around for the duty Medical Officer.&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;: : Kathryn smiled &amp;quot;How can I be of assistance to ye?&amp;quot;  She asked walking up to the Lt (jg) &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m Dr. Kathryn Gregory.&amp;quot;  She said extending her hand.  &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;: : CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Shaking the Doctors hand, Nikolai said in a Russian accent “My names Nikolai Comescu…the new COS…and I’m reporting in for my board physical”.&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;: NC - COS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kathryn smiled &amp;quot;Welcome aboard.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;&amp;#039;ave a seat and I&amp;#039;ll get ye taken care of.&amp;quot;  She said as she picked up her tricorder &amp;quot;Anything not in yer file?&amp;quot;  She asked &amp;quot;Allergies, illnesses or injuries?&amp;quot;  She asked.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;CMO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:32:47 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547521</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ensign Malak stood just shy of the Sickbay doors, staring intently at them.  She took a deep breath in and sharply exhaled as she walked forward.  The doors opened and Ensign Malak strode into sickbay, her first assignment since graduating medical school.  She hoped that her reputation for violating Starfleet uniform codes had not beat her to this posting, but she had little reason to think that the Starfleet Medical Academy&amp;#039;s Commandant would bluff.  Nevertheless, Ensign Malak seemed determined to make her first assignment a positive experience.  A thin woman in her early thirties with short brown hair which she wore pulled back in a pony tail.  Her hair framed the trademark Trill spots on her face and neck.  Ensign Malak was tall for a Trill, and at nearly 6 foot she stood taller than most fellow female officers, and some of her male counterparts as well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Ensign Malak scanned sickbay with her eyes and quickly located the CMO, her new DH, and made walked toward her.  As she walked she took in the sights and smells of the Thor&amp;#039;s sickbay, making mental notes of where the various medical instruments and diagnostic tools were located.  She approached Lt. (Dr.) Gregory and stood smartly at attention as she introduced 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;: : &amp;quot;Dr. Gregory, I presume?  I&amp;#039;m Dr. Malak, your new staff physician and the newest Ensign on board.  I&amp;#039;m reporting for duty and also for my boarding physical.  I admit that I&amp;#039;m anxious to jump right in, so we can save the formalities for later if you wish.&amp;quot;  She spoke confidently yet softly.  Confidence was natural to Malak which likely came from 3 lifetimes of memories as a physician.  Her professors at Starfleet Medical tried to breed the soft tone of voice to comfort patients, but in Malak this softer tone of voice often sounded like flirting.&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 Malak (Medical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: OOC: I realized I painted myself into a corner earlier, so I&amp;#039;m trying to fix it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Sorry doctor, I&amp;#039;m Petty Officer Smith, one of the nurses here.  I&amp;#039;ll take care of your boarding physical.&amp;quot;  Smith smiled and led Ens. Malak to an empty biobed.  &amp;quot;Dr. Gregory is part of the away team on the station right now, but as you&amp;#039;ve seen we&amp;#039;re a little short handed in sickbay so I&amp;#039;ll go ahead and get you squared away now.&amp;quot;  Smith spoke casually as Ens. Malak swallowed her pride and laid down on the biobed.  In an effort to make a good first impression, Malak had confused a nurse with her DH.  As nurse Smith began the examination, she began briefing the young Ens. Malak on the status of their mission, the wonders of the Thor&amp;#039;s sickbay, and a few of the more regular customers in the crew.  Malak nodded along, but paid little attention.  &amp;quot;That sure backfired.  Next I&amp;#039;ll probably confuse the ship&amp;#039;s cook with the captain&amp;quot; Ensign Malak thought as she patiently waited as Nurse Smith conducted a rather thorough exam.  Malak enjoyed being a physician, but wasn&amp;#039;t to keen on being a patient.  Malak&amp;#039;s mind stopped wandering as Nurse Smith began addressing the contents of her Starfleet Medical file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Dr. Malak, it says here that you had an acute reaction to the birth control hypo.  Did that happen for every injection?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Sadly yes.  It&amp;#039;s been localized Erythema with inflammation and some general nausea.  Rapid onset, but rapid regression as well.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a rare reaction, but not unheard of.  I&amp;#039;ve given a few injections where similar symptoms presented immediately after.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I see this note about Insect allergies and I&amp;#039;ve flagged it in your personnel file.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Thank you nurse, I&amp;#039;m not sure if anyone here has served with a Trill before.  We&amp;#039;re a quirky species, but endearing in our own ways.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The two medical professionals shared a laugh as Nurse Smith motioned that her exam was complete.  Malak rose from the biobed and adjusted her uniform.  &amp;quot;Your welcome to stick around for a bit doctor, but I&amp;#039;m sure Counselor Samoth would like to talk to you at your convenience.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Thank you, but I&amp;#039;d like to get the lay of the land first.  I&amp;#039;d hate to scramble for an auto-suture on my first big emergency!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Good idea Ensign.  I&amp;#039;ve got some work to finish, but I&amp;#039;m around if you have any questions.&amp;quot;  Nurse Smith smiled again and walked away.&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 Malak (Medical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=/\= Commander Maera to Ensign Malak, please report to shuttlebay 1 as soon as possible. =/\=&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;XO&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 18:17:21 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>sorcery</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547543</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Jody Romero in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Jody Romero in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Maera stepped into sickbay after the doors swished open. Unlike some people, she liked the sickbay, especially the smell. It smelled so sterile and sanitized that she knew it was perfectly clean and sterilized. She walked over to a medical officer. &amp;quot;Hi, I&amp;#039;m here for my physical.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Before the medical officer could reply, a young enlisted medtech answered. &amp;quot;Oh, I could give you a real physical Honey.&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;: : : : : If the Benzite Exec. had a personality, this guy wouldn&amp;#039;t have cared. He stared at Meara with lust burning in is eyes and a sneer on his face. All he could see was the physical.&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;: : : : : Jack the medical dude&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: Why am I not surprised? :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;: : : : Maera&amp;#039;s mouth popped open with shock, but then she smiled. &amp;quot;I guess you didn&amp;#039;t get the memo that I&amp;#039;m the new XO. You will not address me in that matter! Got it?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : The color drained from Jack&amp;#039;s face as the realization of just what he had done dawned on him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;Doctor isn&amp;#039;t in right now, maam...er miss...er Commander...er. You know... I&amp;#039;ll just leave you alone.&amp;quot; he said as he attempted to extricate himself from this extremely bad situation he had just caused for himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Jack the medical dude&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;: : Maera grasped his collar. &amp;quot;Since the the doctor isn&amp;#039;t in, you&amp;#039;ll be giving me my physical then.&amp;quot; She let go of him with a smile. &amp;quot;Care to lead me to a biobed?&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;: : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: bump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kathryn heard the exchange and remained in her office.  She&amp;#039;d let Jack fix this little problem.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 19:44:44 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>tschroll</dc:creator>
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 <title>Engineering On Station on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547549</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering On Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Engineering Away Team Shuttle Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Annie stood in the shuttle bay and watched as her team loaded their tools, lights, and generators into the shuttle. Then after everyone had checked each others environmental suits everyone climbed into the shuttle. Although Annie had kept her team small it felt like a crowd once they were on the shuttle . between the equipment and the bulk of the environmental suits Annie had started to feel pressed in from all sides before they even shut the hatch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : :   As soon as the shuttle bay was depressurized and they were free of the ship however Annie felt a lot better . She was now focusing on the task at hand. Obviously they couldn&amp;#039;t just go in a docking bay since the place had no power that they knew of. She would have to power up the doors to a docking bay from the exterior. To this end she guided the shuttle to withing about ten meters of a door which would put them on the engineering deck. Now came the bad part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : :   Everyone had to put on their helmets as she depressurized the shuttle. It was then that NE Roustabout did his EVA with an umbilical which he would attach between the shuttle and the station . Roustabout for once wasn&amp;#039;t wasting time and the umbilical was soon attached. Annie looked at the readouts across the board on the shuttle and was glad to see no odd stuff coming from the station . I few taps on the touchscreen and she watched as the door to the stations shuttle bay went open. The thing only jerked a little at first . Then moved only a few feet as if it were hesitant. Then finally something seemed to break free and it opened up normally. &amp;quot;Okay everyone.&amp;quot; Annie said. &amp;quot;As soon as we&amp;#039;re inside I want a generator with a remote access placed on that thing that us or someone from the ship can come and go as we please. &amp;quot; Annie then gently moved the shuttle inside the stations shuttle bay and set it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli 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;: : : : :   Once everything inside the shuttle bay had been taken care of Annie motioned for her team to team to move out. They could move faster if it weren&amp;#039;t for the cumbersome environmental suits. Or if they didn&amp;#039;t have to stop at every door and power it up to open it with their portable generators. As they neared the engineering room of the station Annie peered around in the darkness and said &amp;quot;Where&amp;#039;s P-Ray?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli&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;: : : :   Annie had one of the NE&amp;#039;s attach a generator to the main control board of the station, and with one press of a button the control board lit up . Getting this much going Annie took her gloved hand and swiped the dust off the thing. Seeing the controls for the reactors she checked the coolant status. The temperature was nothing to write home about. After all this time it was frozen about as solid as it could get. &amp;quot; Get me some power to the coolant temperature controls. &amp;quot; she said to NE Sparkles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : :   Sparkles didn&amp;#039;t like the idea that meant he&amp;#039;d have to trudge down two decks in these cumbersome suits and carrying the generators . The result of his work however would soon be recognized by all. An hour later the coolant for the reactors was once again after all these years in a workable liquid state. &amp;quot;Okay Annie said the excitement apparent in her voice. Let&amp;#039;s bring the reactors up to five percent to start with. And with that she slowly pushed the reactor to five percent.&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;: : : :   Annie&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 only a short time later that the reactors were up to 25% power. More that enough for taking care of all the stations power needs. It was then that Annie had her NE&amp;#039;s start turning on systems beginning with atmosphere. She was really tired of this suit. The next was gravity. After that things just seemed to get better by the second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Just then Anne&amp;#039;s suit communicator chirped. =^= &amp;quot;Status Report, Lieutenant.&amp;quot; Jessip requested from the Bridge, &amp;quot;Any progress on restoring the star base&amp;#039;s power?&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;: : Jessip had been nervous. With the Base&amp;#039;s power down the Thor was their lifeboat.&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;: : Jessip Quirst, CO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;  =/\= Yes sir!=/\= Annie responded in a cheery manor . She was in a good mood. Despite the work she was now standing with her helmet off and breathing a thin cold atmosphere. =/\= Sir we have all the basics on. It&amp;#039;s still a bit chilly but we&amp;#039;ll have temperature , normal power to all decks even replicators within the hour.It looks like when they left it was a nice clean shutdown.=/\=&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; Lt. Annie DiNapoli CE&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As the generators came to live, gravity generators came on line as did life support.  It was minimal at the moment but it was there.  It would get better as the power built up.  There was now minimal lighting in the engineering bay and they could now see the enormous size.  There were four more of the fusion reactors in this engineering bay as well as two warp cores.  It spanned three decks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As they worked, a set of eyes watched them.  Hoping that they would be unnoticed at least for the moment.  Had they come back or was this just a dream.  The figure didn&amp;#039;t know...but something was going on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 20:29:12 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in Sickbay - Reporting In and Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ensign Malak stood just shy of the Sickbay doors, staring intently at them.  She took a deep breath in and sharply exhaled as she walked forward.  The doors opened and Ensign Malak strode into sickbay, her first assignment since graduating medical school.  She hoped that her reputation for violating Starfleet uniform codes had not beat her to this posting, but she had little reason to think that the Starfleet Medical Academy&amp;#039;s Commandant would bluff.  Nevertheless, Ensign Malak seemed determined to make her first assignment a positive experience.  A thin woman in her early thirties with short brown hair which she wore pulled back in a pony tail.  Her hair framed the trademark Trill spots on her face and neck.  Ensign Malak was tall for a Trill, and at nearly 6 foot she stood taller than most fellow female officers, and some of her male counterparts as well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ensign Malak scanned sickbay with her eyes and quickly located the CMO, her new DH, and made walked toward her.  As she walked she took in the sights and smells of the Thor&amp;#039;s sickbay, making mental notes of where the various medical instruments and diagnostic tools were located.  She approached Lt. (Dr.) Gregory and stood smartly at attention as she introduced 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;: : : &amp;quot;Dr. Gregory, I presume?  I&amp;#039;m Dr. Malak, your new staff physician and the newest Ensign on board.  I&amp;#039;m reporting for duty and also for my boarding physical.  I admit that I&amp;#039;m anxious to jump right in, so we can save the formalities for later if you wish.&amp;quot;  She spoke confidently yet softly.  Confidence was natural to Malak which likely came from 3 lifetimes of memories as a physician.  Her professors at Starfleet Medical tried to breed the soft tone of voice to comfort patients, but in Malak this softer tone of voice often sounded like flirting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ensign Malak (Medical)&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: I realized I painted myself into a corner earlier, so I&amp;#039;m trying to fix it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : IC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Sorry doctor, I&amp;#039;m Petty Officer Smith, one of the nurses here.  I&amp;#039;ll take care of your boarding physical.&amp;quot;  Smith smiled and led Ens. Malak to an empty biobed.  &amp;quot;Dr. Gregory is part of the away team on the station right now, but as you&amp;#039;ve seen we&amp;#039;re a little short handed in sickbay so I&amp;#039;ll go ahead and get you squared away now.&amp;quot;  Smith spoke casually as Ens. Malak swallowed her pride and laid down on the biobed.  In an effort to make a good first impression, Malak had confused a nurse with her DH.  As nurse Smith began the examination, she began briefing the young Ens. Malak on the status of their mission, the wonders of the Thor&amp;#039;s sickbay, and a few of the more regular customers in the crew.  Malak nodded along, but paid little attention.  &amp;quot;That sure backfired.  Next I&amp;#039;ll probably confuse the ship&amp;#039;s cook with the captain&amp;quot; Ensign Malak thought as she patiently waited as Nurse Smith conducted a rather thorough exam.  Malak enjoyed being a physician, but wasn&amp;#039;t to keen on being a patient.  Malak&amp;#039;s mind stopped wandering as Nurse Smith began addressing the contents of her Starfleet Medical file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Dr. Malak, it says here that you had an acute reaction to the birth control hypo.  Did that happen for every injection?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Sadly yes.  It&amp;#039;s been localized Erythema with inflammation and some general nausea.  Rapid onset, but rapid regression as well.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s a rare reaction, but not unheard of.  I&amp;#039;ve given a few injections where similar symptoms presented immediately after.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I see this note about Insect allergies and I&amp;#039;ve flagged it in your personnel file.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Thank you nurse, I&amp;#039;m not sure if anyone here has served with a Trill before.  We&amp;#039;re a quirky species, but endearing in our own ways.&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;: : The two medical professionals shared a laugh as Nurse Smith motioned that her exam was complete.  Malak rose from the biobed and adjusted her uniform.  &amp;quot;Your welcome to stick around for a bit doctor, but I&amp;#039;m sure Counselor Samoth would like to talk to you at your convenience.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Thank you, but I&amp;#039;d like to get the lay of the land first.  I&amp;#039;d hate to scramble for an auto-suture on my first big emergency!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Good idea Ensign.  I&amp;#039;ve got some work to finish, but I&amp;#039;m around if you have any questions.&amp;quot;  Nurse Smith smiled again and walked away.&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 Malak (Medical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: =/\= Commander Maera to Ensign Malak, please report to shuttlebay 1 as soon as possible. =/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ensign Malak heard her combadge chirp and immediately ran out of sickbay towards the turbolift, her ponytail struggling to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;
==/\== &amp;quot;On my way Commander.&amp;quot; ==/\==&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 04:23:47 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>XO&#039;s Away Team on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Maera entered the shuttlebay with a quick smile and approached the shuttlecraft. She stood and waited for her away team to report.&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;: : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Kathryn arrived a moment later &amp;quot;So we&amp;#039;re going over t&amp;#039; the starbase and chase up some ghosties and gholies?&amp;quot;  She asked lightly as she slung her medical bag over her shoulder.  &amp;quot;Who all do we have going with us?&amp;quot;  Kathryn asked looking around the shuttle.  &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;: : : : 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;: : : Just then the Captain chimed the Benzar First Officers communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : =^= &amp;quot;Commander Maera, this is the Captain. I was just thinking, this starbase hasn&amp;#039;t been operational for several decades, so I&amp;#039;m sure life support isn&amp;#039;t running. Even if the air is still breathable I&amp;#039;m sure it&amp;#039;s stale, and the Base is probably as cold as space. I suggest you suit up your teams in environmental suits.&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;: : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : =/\= Roger that, Captain. =/\=. She looked at the CMO. &amp;quot;Well you heard the man. Let&amp;#039;s suit up.&amp;quot; She walked over to a compartment which stored a rack of EVA suits. Maera began putting hers on. She never did like these things because they were big and she felt bulky in them. She looked at Kathryn. &amp;quot;I never did like these things, doc.&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;: : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Kathryn nodded and grabbed a suit &amp;quot;So why exactly are we going over &amp;#039;ere?&amp;quot;  She asked &amp;quot;This place is deader than a door nail.&amp;quot;  She said as she closed up the suit and grabbed the helmet.  Shaking her head &amp;quot;Once we&amp;#039;re there, I&amp;#039;ll head t&amp;#039; Sickbay and see what I can find out about the place from the medical files.&amp;quot;  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;: CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Moments later the turbolift doors opened and Ensign Malak quickly stepped out.  She was immediately taken with the size of the shuttlebay.  Malak stopped and stared for a moment as she swallowed the butterflies back into her stomach.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ensign Malak (Medical)&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 04:38:44 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>greasemonkey98</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sickbay- Boarding Physical on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547613</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;SNIP&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;: : Shaking the Doctors hand, Nikolai said in a Russian accent “My names Nikolai Comescu…the new COS…and I’m reporting in for my board physical”.&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;: : NC - COS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Kathryn smiled &amp;quot;Welcome aboard.&amp;quot;  She said &amp;quot;&amp;#039;ave a seat and I&amp;#039;ll get ye taken care of.&amp;quot;  She said as she picked up her tricorder &amp;quot;Anything not in yer file?&amp;quot;  She asked &amp;quot;Allergies, illnesses or injuries?&amp;quot;  She asked.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Taking a seat on the bio-bed in a nervous manner, Nikolai smiled and said &amp;quot;nyet&amp;quot; in Russian before quickly saying in English &amp;quot;no, not that I am aware of&amp;quot; before looking at the CMO and hoping that the boarding physical would be over shortly...as he never really enjoyed them,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;NC - COS&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 04:51:58 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Captains Ready Room on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547617</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;SNIP&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;Not a problem. We had to leave Starbase 202 faster than I would have liked. I dare say we may have even left some folks behind.&amp;quot; He added with a smile. He took a seat in the seating area as did Cate. Once Nickolai did as well, he continued.&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 believe it is fair to say that you come to us with some baggage, Lieutenant.&amp;quot; Jessip began, &amp;quot;I am well aware of the events that proceeded your trial. While your intentions were noble and honorable, your actions, and the subsequent aftermath, were not. I welcome an officer with personal integrity such as yours, but it is important to temper that with your duty to the ship.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;My father told me about an incident that happened to him his first day as a new Executive Officer on the USS Brandywine. On his first Bridge shift a junior officer approached him and promptly attacked him landing a right cross on his left cheek knocking him off balance. The man then shouted &amp;#039;That&amp;#039;s what you get for killing my mother!&amp;#039;.  My father had never seen this man before, nor had he any memory of killing his mother. But the entire Bridge staff was watching him to see what he would do next. He straightened himself up, approached the man and replied. &amp;#039;I have never known your mother, nor have I killed her. So unless you&amp;#039;re initiating a Klingon mating ritual, you will not strike me again. I will let this one pass, but if it happens again, you will be cooling off in the Brig.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;I am not perfect, and Cate here can attest to that fact, as she has known me for most of my life. But if something were to happen aboard the Thor, similar to what happened aboard the Knights Templar, I would at least ask you to contact me about it first before taking matters into your on hands.&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;: Jessip Quirst, CO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Listening to the Captain, Nikolai’s sense of self regret and disappointment at his handling of the Knights Templar incident flared up again and he looked physically annoyed / upset. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As the Captain finished speaking Nikolai took a deep breath and attempted to control his annoyance, at himself, before proceeding; after a few short breaths Nikolai looked at the Captain and said in a heavily Russian accent “It is my intention Captain to make the Thor my new home and to make up for past mistakes…as such I’ll try not to let my temper get the better of me. However…” before slipping into fluent Russian and saying “Бережёного Бог бережёт, а небережёного конвой стережёт“.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before looking at the Captain and apologising by saying “Sorry Captain, when I am annoyed I have a tenancy to slip back into my mother tongue….” before adding “I have learnt my lesson and will try not repeat it again”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;NC - COS&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 04:59:29 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>XO&#039;s Away Team on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547695</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Maera entered the shuttlebay with a quick smile and approached the shuttlecraft. She stood and waited for her away team to report.&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;: : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Kathryn arrived a moment later &amp;quot;So we&amp;#039;re going over t&amp;#039; the starbase and chase up some ghosties and gholies?&amp;quot;  She asked lightly as she slung her medical bag over her shoulder.  &amp;quot;Who all do we have going with us?&amp;quot;  Kathryn asked looking around the shuttle.  &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;: : : : : CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Just then the Captain chimed the Benzar First Officers communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : =^= &amp;quot;Commander Maera, this is the Captain. I was just thinking, this starbase hasn&amp;#039;t been operational for several decades, so I&amp;#039;m sure life support isn&amp;#039;t running. Even if the air is still breathable I&amp;#039;m sure it&amp;#039;s stale, and the Base is probably as cold as space. I suggest you suit up your teams in environmental suits.&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;: : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : =/\= Roger that, Captain. =/\=. She looked at the CMO. &amp;quot;Well you heard the man. Let&amp;#039;s suit up.&amp;quot; She walked over to a compartment which stored a rack of EVA suits. Maera began putting hers on. She never did like these things because they were big and she felt bulky in them. She looked at Kathryn. &amp;quot;I never did like these things, doc.&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;: : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Kathryn nodded and grabbed a suit &amp;quot;So why exactly are we going over &amp;#039;ere?&amp;quot;  She asked &amp;quot;This place is deader than a door nail.&amp;quot;  She said as she closed up the suit and grabbed the helmet.  Shaking her head &amp;quot;Once we&amp;#039;re there, I&amp;#039;ll head t&amp;#039; Sickbay and see what I can find out about the place from the medical files.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;To my knowledge doctor, we&amp;#039;re just seeing if this place is still operational. And that sounds like a good idea.&amp;quot;&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;: : CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Moments later the turbolift doors opened and Ensign Malak quickly stepped out.  She was immediately taken with the size of the shuttlebay.  Malak stopped and stared for a moment as she swallowed the butterflies back into her stomach.&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 Malak (Medical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When the new ensign came in she smiled. &amp;quot;Welcome to the Thor. You&amp;#039;re new right? I&amp;#039;m Commander Maera, the XO. This is Doctor Gregory, the CMO. We&amp;#039;re glad you could accompany us on the away mission.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;XO&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 18:08:37 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>sorcery</dc:creator>
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 <title>XO&#039;s Away Team on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547748</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Maera entered the shuttlebay with a quick smile and approached the shuttlecraft. She stood and waited for her away team to report.&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;: : : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Kathryn arrived a moment later &amp;quot;So we&amp;#039;re going over t&amp;#039; the starbase and chase up some ghosties and gholies?&amp;quot;  She asked lightly as she slung her medical bag over her shoulder.  &amp;quot;Who all do we have going with us?&amp;quot;  Kathryn asked looking around the shuttle.  &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;: : : : : : CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Just then the Captain chimed the Benzar First Officers communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : =^= &amp;quot;Commander Maera, this is the Captain. I was just thinking, this starbase hasn&amp;#039;t been operational for several decades, so I&amp;#039;m sure life support isn&amp;#039;t running. Even if the air is still breathable I&amp;#039;m sure it&amp;#039;s stale, and the Base is probably as cold as space. I suggest you suit up your teams in environmental suits.&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;: : : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : : =/\= Roger that, Captain. =/\=. She looked at the CMO. &amp;quot;Well you heard the man. Let&amp;#039;s suit up.&amp;quot; She walked over to a compartment which stored a rack of EVA suits. Maera began putting hers on. She never did like these things because they were big and she felt bulky in them. She looked at Kathryn. &amp;quot;I never did like these things, doc.&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;: : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Kathryn nodded and grabbed a suit &amp;quot;So why exactly are we going over &amp;#039;ere?&amp;quot;  She asked &amp;quot;This place is deader than a door nail.&amp;quot;  She said as she closed up the suit and grabbed the helmet.  Shaking her head &amp;quot;Once we&amp;#039;re there, I&amp;#039;ll head t&amp;#039; Sickbay and see what I can find out about the place from the medical files.&amp;quot;  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;: &amp;quot;To my knowledge doctor, we&amp;#039;re just seeing if this place is still operational. And that sounds like a good idea.&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;: : : 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;: : Moments later the turbolift doors opened and Ensign Malak quickly stepped out.  She was immediately taken with the size of the shuttlebay.  Malak stopped and stared for a moment as she swallowed the butterflies back into her stomach.&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 Malak (Medical)&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;: When the new ensign came in she smiled. &amp;quot;Welcome to the Thor. You&amp;#039;re new right? I&amp;#039;m Commander Maera, the XO. This is Doctor Gregory, the CMO. We&amp;#039;re glad you could accompany us on the away mission.&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;: XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The friendly greeting eased Malak&amp;#039;s tension some.  Malak stood sharply rigid in front of the XO and the CMO and summoned all of the composure she had left.  &amp;quot;Yes sir, I&amp;#039;m Doctor, Ensign Malak.  It&amp;#039;s a pleasure to meet both of you&amp;quot; Ensign Malak said confidently, nodding respectfully to Cmdr. Maera first, then Dr. Gregory.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ens. Malak (Medical)&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 00:18:10 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>greasemonkey98</dc:creator>
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 <title>Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/547911</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Jody Romero in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Jody Romero in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Maera stepped into sickbay after the doors swished open. Unlike some people, she liked the sickbay, especially the smell. It smelled so sterile and sanitized that she knew it was perfectly clean and sterilized. She walked over to a medical officer. &amp;quot;Hi, I&amp;#039;m here for my physical.&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;: : : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Before the medical officer could reply, a young enlisted medtech answered. &amp;quot;Oh, I could give you a real physical Honey.&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;: : : : : : If the Benzite Exec. had a personality, this guy wouldn&amp;#039;t have cared. He stared at Meara with lust burning in is eyes and a sneer on his face. All he could see was the physical.&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;: : : : : : Jack the medical dude&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: Why am I not surprised? :p&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;: : : : : Maera&amp;#039;s mouth popped open with shock, but then she smiled. &amp;quot;I guess you didn&amp;#039;t get the memo that I&amp;#039;m the new XO. You will not address me in that matter! Got it?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : The color drained from Jack&amp;#039;s face as the realization of just what he had done dawned on him. &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;Doctor isn&amp;#039;t in right now, maam...er miss...er Commander...er. You know... I&amp;#039;ll just leave you alone.&amp;quot; he said as he attempted to extricate himself from this extremely bad situation he had just caused for himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Jack the medical dude&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;: : : Maera grasped his collar. &amp;quot;Since the the doctor isn&amp;#039;t in, you&amp;#039;ll be giving me my physical then.&amp;quot; She let go of him with a smile. &amp;quot;Care to lead me to a biobed?&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;: : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Kathryn heard the exchange and remained in her office.  She&amp;#039;d let Jack fix this little problem.  &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;: CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jack looked desperately for any help from any of the medical staff, but the fact that they all seemed to turn their backs to him made him kinda mad. Well...he did deserve it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;OK, Commander.&amp;quot; He stated pointing to the nearest bed. &amp;quot;Hop on up and we will get this over with.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#039;As soon as humanly possible.&amp;#039; he added to himself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Taking a scanner from a drawer just under the bed frame, Jack activated a PaDD and brought up the XO&amp;#039;s medical file. &amp;#039;Maybe there&amp;#039;s something her I could use later...&amp;#039; he wondered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So, uh, Miss, er Commander.&amp;quot; he stuttered trying to find the right words to address her, &amp;quot;Is everything in your file complete? Anything you can think of that isn&amp;#039;t in your file?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jack, scared medtech&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 01:02:09 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>jromero</dc:creator>
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 <title>XO&#039;s Away Team on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548226</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Maera entered the shuttlebay with a quick smile and approached the shuttlecraft. She stood and waited for her away team to report.&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;: : : : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Kathryn arrived a moment later &amp;quot;So we&amp;#039;re going over t&amp;#039; the starbase and chase up some ghosties and gholies?&amp;quot;  She asked lightly as she slung her medical bag over her shoulder.  &amp;quot;Who all do we have going with us?&amp;quot;  Kathryn asked looking around the shuttle.  &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;: : : : : : : 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;: : : : : : Just then the Captain chimed the Benzar First Officers communicator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : =^= &amp;quot;Commander Maera, this is the Captain. I was just thinking, this starbase hasn&amp;#039;t been operational for several decades, so I&amp;#039;m sure life support isn&amp;#039;t running. Even if the air is still breathable I&amp;#039;m sure it&amp;#039;s stale, and the Base is probably as cold as space. I suggest you suit up your teams in environmental suits.&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;: : : : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : : : =/\= Roger that, Captain. =/\=. She looked at the CMO. &amp;quot;Well you heard the man. Let&amp;#039;s suit up.&amp;quot; She walked over to a compartment which stored a rack of EVA suits. Maera began putting hers on. She never did like these things because they were big and she felt bulky in them. She looked at Kathryn. &amp;quot;I never did like these things, doc.&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;: : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Kathryn nodded and grabbed a suit &amp;quot;So why exactly are we going over &amp;#039;ere?&amp;quot;  She asked &amp;quot;This place is deader than a door nail.&amp;quot;  She said as she closed up the suit and grabbed the helmet.  Shaking her head &amp;quot;Once we&amp;#039;re there, I&amp;#039;ll head t&amp;#039; Sickbay and see what I can find out about the place from the medical files.&amp;quot;  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;: : &amp;quot;To my knowledge doctor, we&amp;#039;re just seeing if this place is still operational. And that sounds like a good idea.&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;: : : : 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;: : : Moments later the turbolift doors opened and Ensign Malak quickly stepped out.  She was immediately taken with the size of the shuttlebay.  Malak stopped and stared for a moment as she swallowed the butterflies back into her stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Ensign Malak (Medical)&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;: : When the new ensign came in she smiled. &amp;quot;Welcome to the Thor. You&amp;#039;re new right? I&amp;#039;m Commander Maera, the XO. This is Doctor Gregory, the CMO. We&amp;#039;re glad you could accompany us on the away mission.&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;: : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: The friendly greeting eased Malak&amp;#039;s tension some.  Malak stood sharply rigid in front of the XO and the CMO and summoned all of the composure she had left.  &amp;quot;Yes sir, I&amp;#039;m Doctor, Ensign Malak.  It&amp;#039;s a pleasure to meet both of you&amp;quot; Ensign Malak said confidently, nodding respectfully to Cmdr. Maera first, then Dr. Gregory.&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;: Ens. Malak (Medical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Good,&amp;quot; the XO said. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re going to go and explore this supposedly haunted base. You&amp;#039;ll need to wear an EVA suit.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;XO&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 20:32:17 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>sorcery</dc:creator>
 <guid isPermaLink="false">548226 at http://www.star-fleet.com/webb</guid>
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 <title>Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548227</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- XO Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Jody Romero in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Jody Romero in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Sickbay- Boarding Physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Maera stepped into sickbay after the doors swished open. Unlike some people, she liked the sickbay, especially the smell. It smelled so sterile and sanitized that she knew it was perfectly clean and sterilized. She walked over to a medical officer. &amp;quot;Hi, I&amp;#039;m here for my physical.&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;: : : : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Before the medical officer could reply, a young enlisted medtech answered. &amp;quot;Oh, I could give you a real physical Honey.&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;: : : : : : : If the Benzite Exec. had a personality, this guy wouldn&amp;#039;t have cared. He stared at Meara with lust burning in is eyes and a sneer on his face. All he could see was the physical.&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;: : : : : : : Jack the medical dude&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: Why am I not surprised? :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;: : : : : : Maera&amp;#039;s mouth popped open with shock, but then she smiled. &amp;quot;I guess you didn&amp;#039;t get the memo that I&amp;#039;m the new XO. You will not address me in that matter! Got it?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : The color drained from Jack&amp;#039;s face as the realization of just what he had done dawned on him. &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;Doctor isn&amp;#039;t in right now, maam...er miss...er Commander...er. You know... I&amp;#039;ll just leave you alone.&amp;quot; he said as he attempted to extricate himself from this extremely bad situation he had just caused for himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Jack the medical dude&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;: : : : Maera grasped his collar. &amp;quot;Since the the doctor isn&amp;#039;t in, you&amp;#039;ll be giving me my physical then.&amp;quot; She let go of him with a smile. &amp;quot;Care to lead me to a biobed?&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;: : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Kathryn heard the exchange and remained in her office.  She&amp;#039;d let Jack fix this little problem.  &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;: : CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Jack looked desperately for any help from any of the medical staff, but the fact that they all seemed to turn their backs to him made him kinda mad. Well...he did deserve it.&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;OK, Commander.&amp;quot; He stated pointing to the nearest bed. &amp;quot;Hop on up and we will get this over with.&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;#039;As soon as humanly possible.&amp;#039; he added to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Taking a scanner from a drawer just under the bed frame, Jack activated a PaDD and brought up the XO&amp;#039;s medical file. &amp;#039;Maybe there&amp;#039;s something her I could use later...&amp;#039; he wondered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &amp;quot;So, uh, Miss, er Commander.&amp;quot; he stuttered trying to find the right words to address her, &amp;quot;Is everything in your file complete? Anything you can think of that isn&amp;#039;t in your file?&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;: Jack, scared medtech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well now that I think about it,&amp;quot; Maera said softly and seriously, &amp;quot;I haven&amp;#039;t been able to get pregnant.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;XO&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 20:32:57 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>sorcery</dc:creator>
 <guid isPermaLink="false">548227 at http://www.star-fleet.com/webb</guid>
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 <title>Arrival at Starbase 300 on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548257</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Annie Di Napoli  (Chief Engineer) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Captain Samoth (Counselor) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Captain Samoth (Counselor) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in Arrival at Starbase 300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in Arrival at Starbase 300&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-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip had been quiet as the Bridge crew looked over the Starbase. While they had been talking about it&amp;#039;s appearance he was thinking about more concrete issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : =^= &amp;quot;Bridge to Engineering. This is the Captain. Lt. DiNaploi, please report to the Bridge.&amp;quot; =^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Science, give me a full sensor sweep of the Base. I want to know if the Starbase is generating her own power, and if there are any life signs aboard...beyond the two we can see.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Another light blinked on on the outpost and then went off again.  NE Droopy caught it &amp;quot;Uhhh Captain, you said this place was abandoned right?&amp;quot;  He asked slightly worried about what he had just seen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-15&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip spun around to face Droopy. &amp;quot;Yes, it has been abandon for many years. There has not been a Starfleet crew assigned to this base in almost 50 years.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Why do you ask?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-14&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, CO&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;: : : : : : : : : : : : :    Annie flew onto the bridge from the turbo-lift so fast that her ponytail was flying out behind her. And although she was appearing only a few moments after the Captains call she she said ,&amp;quot;Sorry sir I think the turbo-lift is slow .&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-13&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Lieutenant, we have just arrived at an Immense class Starbase. One that hasn&amp;#039;t been powered up for several decades.&amp;quot; Jessip stated as he indicated Annie to look out the forward viewer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know what we will need to conduct our investigation, but I&amp;#039;m sure, at least, that we will need the Starbase computer to give us access to any data logs we don&amp;#039;t already have. If you took over a few engineering teams, could you get at least an auxiliary reactor powered up?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;There is no way we can get the space doors open, so the Thor will have to dock externally. Once that happens I&amp;#039;m sure we can transfer power through the docking umbilical for anything you might need to restore power, but I do not believe we can keep this Starbase running off the ship alone.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;Once you get your team over there, how long do you think we will have to get things up and running?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-12&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, CO&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;: : : : : : : : : : :    Well he wasn&amp;#039;t asking much was he? Annie thought.  Aloud she merely said ,&amp;quot;Sir for starters I wouldn&amp;#039;t recommend docking with that thing. Something is going on over there . Power fluctuations at the best or something totally unknown at the worst. Whatever is causing all that flashing though could access the Thor through the docking umbilical.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : :     Looking at the base out the forward view screen the said ,&amp;quot;Let me and my team get a shuttle over there with a few portable generators and we should be able to start the stations own power sources .&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-11&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : : :   Lt. Annie Di Napoli CE&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;: : : : : : : : : : Sitting quietly at his post, Samoth cautiously allowed his telepathy to move towards the starbase, hoping that he would be able to sense something and report.&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;: : : : : : : : : : Samoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : He would sense  a simple mind that seemed to be wandering around the station.  &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;: : : : : : : : : Jessip rubbed his chin in his hand as he contemplated Annie&amp;#039;s advice. His attention focused on the Starbase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;I agree. Lieutenant take an engineering team over and get some power going.&amp;quot; he then turned to Meara, &amp;quot;Commander, take an Away Team over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : and give us an update on what&amp;#039;s going on over there. Take whomever you feel is necessary.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : &amp;quot;Aye Captain,&amp;quot; Maera said. She gulped hoping there wouldn&amp;#039;t be anything jumping out and scaring her. Her brother had always loved scary things but hadn&amp;#039;t.&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;: : : : : : : : : Just then the officer manning the science station piped up. &amp;quot;Captain, sensor sweep indicate that the only life forms are ours and the two on the structure below. The base is uninhabited.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : &amp;quot;&amp;quot;Ok, so we are alone here. That&amp;#039;s one good thing.&amp;quot; he turned to face the officer at the tactical station, &amp;quot;Keep a lock on the Away and Engineering Teams at all times. I want them beamed back if anything odd happens.&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;: : : : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : : : : : : Even though sensors were showing that there were no other life signs it would seem like there was something going on.  In the engine room they would find that there were fusion engines that seemed to have not been turned on in over fifty years.  There were other engines that were just as cold.  They wouldn&amp;#039;t know what there was going on until they got over 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;: : : : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&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;: : : : : : : Maera clicked her commbadge. =/\= Cmdr. Maera to science and medical staff. Please report to shuttlebay 1. =/\=&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;: : : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : As they stood there watching, another series of lights came on on the outpost and went off again.  These were on the upper decks and seemed to be random in nature.  &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;: : : : : : Mouse of Nevermore&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;Captain,&amp;quot; reported Samoth, &amp;quot;I am detecting a being with a simple mind ... simple in that there are no layering in its thinking.  Everything seems uncomplicated to it.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : OOC: Hope I am not overstepping my boundaries by adding that definition of simple.&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;: : : : : Samoth&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;: : : : Jessip pondered his Counselor&amp;#039;s statement before he answered. It seemed odd to him. &amp;quot;Counselor, where are you detecting this presence? Is it on the Starbase, or from the Construct below it?&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &amp;quot;Also, I&amp;#039;m a little perplexed. I thought that Vulcan telepathy was based on touch only? Have I been misinformed?&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;: : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : The life form moved quickly throughout the station.  Nothing made any sense in its movements.  As they watched another light came on in the station.  It could very well be that they weren&amp;#039;t alone.  &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;: : : Mouse of nevermore.&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;Captain, I am the product of three species: Vulcan, Betazoid and Napean,&amp;quot; explained Samoth,  &amp;quot;Rather than cancelling each other out, my psychic abilites are enhanced.  I spent most of my younger days on Vulcan learning from one of my grandparents the art of keeping the abilities in check and to discipline myself from peeking into the mind of every person I meet.  To come back to what I can sense ...  something moving in the station.  I cannot say at the moment if its origins are from the construct below.  What I do know is that it is uncomplicated, much like in children ... child-like but not childish.&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;: : Then noticing another light, Samoth asked, &amp;quot;Is that one of ours?&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;: : Samoth&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;:    =/\= DiNapoli to bridge.=/\= Annie voice came through the ships comms. =/\= All necessary systems are up and running over here sirs!=/\=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;:    Lt. Annie DiNapoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=^= &amp;quot;Good to hear it.&amp;quot; Jessip replied with an air of relief, &amp;quot;Lieutenant, do you have any teams on duty outside of the Engineering sections? We are seeing flashing lights and the appearance of movement here on the main viewer. Mr. Samoth is detecting a lifeform but we haven&amp;#039;t been able to confirm.&amp;quot; =^=&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jessip Quirst, CO.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 22:58:01 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Captains Ready Room on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548258</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Lieut (j.g.) Nikolai Comescu (Chief of Security) in Captains Ready Room&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-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;Not a problem. We had to leave Starbase 202 faster than I would have liked. I dare say we may have even left some folks behind.&amp;quot; He added with a smile. He took a seat in the seating area as did Cate. Once Nickolai did as well, he continued.&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 believe it is fair to say that you come to us with some baggage, Lieutenant.&amp;quot; Jessip began, &amp;quot;I am well aware of the events that proceeded your trial. While your intentions were noble and honorable, your actions, and the subsequent aftermath, were not. I welcome an officer with personal integrity such as yours, but it is important to temper that with your duty to the ship.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;My father told me about an incident that happened to him his first day as a new Executive Officer on the USS Brandywine. On his first Bridge shift a junior officer approached him and promptly attacked him landing a right cross on his left cheek knocking him off balance. The man then shouted &amp;#039;That&amp;#039;s what you get for killing my mother!&amp;#039;.  My father had never seen this man before, nor had he any memory of killing his mother. But the entire Bridge staff was watching him to see what he would do next. He straightened himself up, approached the man and replied. &amp;#039;I have never known your mother, nor have I killed her. So unless you&amp;#039;re initiating a Klingon mating ritual, you will not strike me again. I will let this one pass, but if it happens again, you will be cooling off in the Brig.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &amp;quot;I am not perfect, and Cate here can attest to that fact, as she has known me for most of my life. But if something were to happen aboard the Thor, similar to what happened aboard the Knights Templar, I would at least ask you to contact me about it first before taking matters into your on hands.&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;: : Jessip Quirst, 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;: Listening to the Captain, Nikolai’s sense of self regret and disappointment at his handling of the Knights Templar incident flared up again and he looked physically annoyed / upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: As the Captain finished speaking Nikolai took a deep breath and attempted to control his annoyance, at himself, before proceeding; after a few short breaths Nikolai looked at the Captain and said in a heavily Russian accent “It is my intention Captain to make the Thor my new home and to make up for past mistakes…as such I’ll try not to let my temper get the better of me. However…” before slipping into fluent Russian and saying “Бережёного Бог бережёт, а небережёного конвой стережёт“.&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;: Before looking at the Captain and apologising by saying “Sorry Captain, when I am annoyed I have a tenancy to slip back into my mother tongue….” before adding “I have learnt my lesson and will try not repeat it again”.&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;: NC - COS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s perfectly understandable to slip into something comfortable when you are stressed.&amp;quot; Jessip answered. He was happy to see that the new security officer had said the things he needed to hear. He would watch him to make sure, but he felt things would be fine.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;When you are done here, Cate here can see to it that you get settled in properly. Until then, Welcome to the Thor Lieutenant Comescu.&amp;quot;  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jessip Quirst, 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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 23:03:04 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>The RL Monster on USS Thor</title>
 <link>http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/node/548261</link>
 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in The RL Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Robert Spicer in The RL Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in The RL Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Thor crew,&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;: : : Sorry for my apparent lack of posting recently. My youngest daughter has been experiencing what can best be described as tremors. Shakes of her entire body that last for varying periods of time. These are not seizures, but something different. It&amp;#039;s baffling our family doctor, who is also chief of staff at out local hospital. We have an appointment with a specialist in two weeks. We&amp;#039;re hoping that they can shed some light as to what she is going through. &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;: : : So, my mind has been elsewhere this last week or so. I will still do my best to read or post daily, but please bear with me if I miss a post during the next week or 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;: : : Jody&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;: :    Good luck with that Jody. And I&amp;#039;m sure your little one will get straightened out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: :     Bob&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;: Good luck Jody...let me know if you need anything.  I hope that everything works out.  Sorry that I&amp;#039;ve been lacking in posting.  I&amp;#039;ve had a flare up of my own issues and have been struggling to keep up.  I&amp;quot;m back now and will get things going again. &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;: Tyra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just an update...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My daughter has finally seen the specialist, and we are now awaiting the results of the various tests and procedures they conducted on her. We now know what it is not, but nothing of what it could be yet. But the attacks still are occurring....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jody&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 23:08:10 -0400</pubDate>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Ensign Lulu Malak (Doctor) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-6&#039;&gt;: : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-7&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Kathryn Sara Gregory (Chief Medical Officer) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Posted by Commander Maera (XO) in XO&amp;amp;#039;s Away Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-9&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : : Maera entered the shuttlebay with a quick smile and approached the shuttlecraft. She stood and waited for her away team to report.&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;: : : : : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-8&#039;&gt;: : : : : : : : Kathryn arrived a moment later &amp;quot;So we&amp;#039;re going over t&amp;#039; the starbase and chase up some ghosties and gholies?&amp;quot;  She asked lightly as she slung her medical bag over her shoulder.  &amp;quot;Who all do we have going with us?&amp;quot;  Kathryn asked looking around the shuttle.  &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;: : : : : : : : 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;: : : : : : : Just then the Captain chimed the Benzar First Officers communicator.&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;Commander Maera, this is the Captain. I was just thinking, this starbase hasn&amp;#039;t been operational for several decades, so I&amp;#039;m sure life support isn&amp;#039;t running. Even if the air is still breathable I&amp;#039;m sure it&amp;#039;s stale, and the Base is probably as cold as space. I suggest you suit up your teams in environmental suits.&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;: : : : : : : Jessip Quirst, 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;: : : : : : =/\= Roger that, Captain. =/\=. She looked at the CMO. &amp;quot;Well you heard the man. Let&amp;#039;s suit up.&amp;quot; She walked over to a compartment which stored a rack of EVA suits. Maera began putting hers on. She never did like these things because they were big and she felt bulky in them. She looked at Kathryn. &amp;quot;I never did like these things, doc.&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;: : : : : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-5&#039;&gt;: : : : : Kathryn nodded and grabbed a suit &amp;quot;So why exactly are we going over &amp;#039;ere?&amp;quot;  She asked &amp;quot;This place is deader than a door nail.&amp;quot;  She said as she closed up the suit and grabbed the helmet.  Shaking her head &amp;quot;Once we&amp;#039;re there, I&amp;#039;ll head t&amp;#039; Sickbay and see what I can find out about the place from the medical files.&amp;quot;  She said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &amp;quot;To my knowledge doctor, we&amp;#039;re just seeing if this place is still operational. And that sounds like a good idea.&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;: : : : : CMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Moments later the turbolift doors opened and Ensign Malak quickly stepped out.  She was immediately taken with the size of the shuttlebay.  Malak stopped and stared for a moment as she swallowed the butterflies back into her stomach.&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 Malak (Medical)&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;: : : When the new ensign came in she smiled. &amp;quot;Welcome to the Thor. You&amp;#039;re new right? I&amp;#039;m Commander Maera, the XO. This is Doctor Gregory, the CMO. We&amp;#039;re glad you could accompany us on the away mission.&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;: : : XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : The friendly greeting eased Malak&amp;#039;s tension some.  Malak stood sharply rigid in front of the XO and the CMO and summoned all of the composure she had left.  &amp;quot;Yes sir, I&amp;#039;m Doctor, Ensign Malak.  It&amp;#039;s a pleasure to meet both of you&amp;quot; Ensign Malak said confidently, nodding respectfully to Cmdr. Maera first, then Dr. Gregory.&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;: : Ens. Malak (Medical)&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;Good,&amp;quot; the XO said. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re going to go and explore this supposedly haunted base. You&amp;#039;ll need to wear an EVA suit.&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;: XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Haunted?!&amp;quot; Lulu exclaimed.  She walked over to a rack of EVA suits along the wall, and started suiting up.  &amp;quot;Surely we can find a better explanation sir&amp;quot; Lulu chuckled as she started suiting up.  The more of the EVA suit that Lulu fastened, the more her smile faded.  Lulu hated EVA suits.  She hated the bulky feeling, the difficulty in moving, and they way they dulled her beautiful curvaceous body into something so mediocre and conventional.  Lulu knew they were a necessary evil though, because without the right mixture of gasses at the right pressure hundreds of years of memories across more than 5 lifetimes would be lost in an instant.  &amp;quot;I feel so fat&amp;quot; Lulu began &amp;quot;these things really are not flattering are they?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ens. Malak (Medical)&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/stf4/thor&quot; class=&quot;og_links&quot;&gt;USS Thor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 01:42:30 -0400</pubDate>
 <dc:creator>greasemonkey98</dc:creator>
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 <title>The RL Monster on USS Thor</title>
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 <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-1&#039;&gt;: Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in The RL Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-2&#039;&gt;: : Posted by Mouse of Nevermore  (Gamemaster) in The RL Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : Posted by Robert Spicer in The RL Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Posted by Captain Jessip R. Quirst (CO) in The RL Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-4&#039;&gt;: : : : Thor crew,&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;: : : : Sorry for my apparent lack of posting recently. My youngest daughter has been experiencing what can best be described as tremors. Shakes of her entire body that last for varying periods of time. These are not seizures, but something different. It&amp;#039;s baffling our family doctor, who is also chief of staff at out local hospital. We have an appointment with a specialist in two weeks. We&amp;#039;re hoping that they can shed some light as to what she is going through. &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;: : : : So, my mind has been elsewhere this last week or so. I will still do my best to read or post daily, but please bear with me if I miss a post during the next week or so.&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;: : : : Jody&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;: : :    Good luck with that Jody. And I&amp;#039;m sure your little one will get straightened out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&#039;webb-quoted webb-quoted-3&#039;&gt;: : :     Bob&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;: : Good luck Jody...let me know if you need anything.  I hope that everything works out.  Sorry that I&amp;#039;ve been lacking in posting.  I&amp;#039;ve had a flare up of my own issues and have been struggling to keep up.  I&amp;quot;m back now and will get things going again. &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;: : Tyra&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;: Just an update...&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;: My daughter has finally seen the specialist, and we are now awaiting the results of the various tests and procedures they conducted on her. We now know what it is not, but nothing of what it could be yet. But the attacks still are occurring....&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;: Jody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My oldest son had seizures when he got sick and his fever spiked quickly.  The first time it happened was terrifying to say the least.  The Doctors assured his mother and I that it was a rare condition, but benign and that it would go away on it&amp;#039;s own as he got older.  For years we all lived with that condition of his (Fibrile Seizures), until it subsided just as the Doctors said it would albeit a few years later.  I hope you see that I know where you are coming from.  I extend my deepest sympathy because you are experiencing what no parent should ever have to.  Rest assured that people who have been educated for the bulk of their adult lives are on the case.  I sincerely hope that you will get good news, and soon.  If you need someone to talk to in the mean time, email me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jason.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <group domain="http://www.star-fleet.com/webb/stf4/thor">USS Thor</group>
 <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 01:59:46 -0400</pubDate>
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