Lounge - dinner

Posted July 18, 2019, 5 a.m. by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) (Philip S Schreiber)

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Ensign Penji Fil (Scientist) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Jack A. Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Wendell Vaughn (Chief Science Officer) in Lounge - dinner
Wendell looked at his chronometer. It was about 20:00 hours. He’d been at it in the main science labs for the last twelve hours. And he was famished.

So it was that he headed to the ship’s lounge for dinner. He looked for a table that had a view of the stars.

CSO

Once he found his table, he waited on the, err, waiter.

“One bacon mushroom double cheeseburger, please,” he ordered. “No condiments. With steak fries and for them, lots of ketchup. Medium rare.”

“And a tall glass of iced root beer.”

CSO

“Ye’ll go to an early grave eating like that Commander” The soft accented voice of the ships Chief Doctor came from behind the Scientist. The Thin Blond man was eating his own dinner, a Ceaser salad, and a clear drink. “Although I do admit it does sound quite nice” He added with a smile “Busy day?”

Jack Grey

“But at least he’d die happy, Doctor.” came a voice from near the entrance. The heavy-framed figure and perpetually smiling blue face of the Bolian Chief Engineer nodded in the direction of the two officers. “Sorry, couldn’t help but overhear.” he said with a widening of the smile.

Tor, CE

Wendell had just gotten his meal and he hadn’t yet started to eat. “Hey, Doctor,” he said. He waved the Bolian over as well. “It looks like I wasn’t the only one ready for late dinner. Why don’t you guys join in?”

CSO

“Why thank you,” Jack said with a pleasant smile “A meal is best eaten in company my nan always said.” The physician said standing up with his food and moving over.

Fil walked into the lounge for something to eat. As he passed his CO , Fil said “Hello sir.” Then he went to his table.
Ens. Fil
Science

“Ensign Fil, if you want, you can join in, and sit at this table,” Wendell offered. “Altho’, you don’t have to. I mean, it’s not an order.”

“But dinner is starting to look a bit like a staff briefing.”

CSO
“Yes sir, I would like to sit with you, if you don’t mind. Thank you for inviting me.” Fil said as he took a seat at the table.
Ens. Fil
Science

“OH nothing wrong with some officers sitting together eating, helps boost morale. Also gives me insight into what the crew is eating” He pointed to the Scientists meal “Remind me to take a look at your cholesterol levels next time you run by my way” Although he spoke in a lighthearted tone he didn’t seem to be joking at all.

Dr. Grey - CMO

“Don’t worry doctor, I watch my cholesterol. Anyway, I do excercise a lot.” Fil said, as he sat down. “Dr., if you want, I can see you for a thorough medical exam.”
Ens.Fil
Science

The Bolian Engineer, now seated at the table, shook his head and said “I do not envy humans and their delicate digestive systems.” and then he chuckled. Looking at the CMO, he said “But if the CSO or the Ensign have need of a dietary shift, let me know. I make a mean kale and watercress soup.” with a big grin on his face.

Tor, CE

“It’s funny how replicators work,” Wendell said between bites of his burger. “I can eat a gallon of ice cream for three times a day for a solid month. My dietary and nutritional requirements will be the same and figured into the meal. The replicator does this to any meal ordered.”

CSO

“Well yes and no, although replicators are set to fulfill dietary requirements eating too much of a single thing lacks diversity, it’s a fundamental issue with the idea of replicators. I’ve always been a strong supporter of ships having their own hydroponics bays for dietary use to be standard” The Doctor explained.

“Dr., What’s it like being a doctor on a ship like this?” Fil wondered. “How are you able to diagnose any health problems of alien species?”
Ens. Fil
Science

“Well beyond my general medical degree and all the technological marvels I have at my disposal I am an expert on xenobiology. Beyond that, it’s simply a matter of understanding that most humanoids have fairly simple inner workings. Most likely due to some sort of ancient common ancestry between most humanoids, similiar to the Vulcans and Romulans but on a larger more ancient scale.”

Dr. Grey - CMO

“I became a scientist because I was interested in alien beings and wanted to become a Xeno-biologist.” Fil said.

Ens. Fil
Science

“An admirable goal indeed” Jack added between bites “Has it been as rewarding of a profession as you imagined” He asked with polite curiosity.

Dr. Grey - CMO

“Oh yes, I have a ship full of aliens I can talk with, I meet aliens from all over the galaxy.” Fil said as he talked to Dr. Grey, a superior officer, like it was nothing special. “So yes, I think it has been rewarding for me.”

Ens. Fil
Science

“It’s a good idea for the science department xenobiologists to work with the medical department,” Wendell said as he worked on his glorious hamburger.

CSO

“Who knows, maybe I could be a ‘Dr. of xeno-biology’ in the medical department.” Fil laughed as he drank the strange liquid that was in front of him.
Ens. Fil
Science

“Sir, what is it that we actually do on this ship?” Fil asked, keeping the conversation going.

Ens. Fil
Science

Jack chuckled drily “You know the motto, to explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly go where no blah blah blah and all that” Jack mused “But I’m asuming this question was meant for your boss” He said with his usual dry humour.

Dr. Grey - CMO

“Well, yes sir kind of…I meant what actually is our mission, what are we supposed to do?” Fil asked thinking about what we are supposed to explore.

Ens. Fil
Science

“We’re on a Memorial class long range tactical battle cruiser,” Wendell explained. “We do have the option of carrying mission specific modules. I’m not sure if we currently have one. But we encounter threats head on.”

CSO

“So it’s important to have scientists and others, on this ship.” Fil wondered. “How are scientists useful on a ship like this that explores new civilizations?”

Ens. Fil
Science

Jack chuckled “We’re all scientists here, just different fields. The whole of Starfleet is built on science and Commander Vaughn’s department, your department is a most valuable one. You need a group of able-minded individuals to pick apart the secrets of the universe, skilled engineers to keep our journey going, doctors to heal us and brave people to keep us safe. We are all useful in our own right.” He interjected again before returning to his meal.

Dr. Grey - CMO

“Thank you Dr., I’m starting to understand why scientists are needed on this ship.” Fil interjected. “It’s not enough to just meet new civilizations, we need to find out if we are related in some way. Even though you’re Human, Dr. Grey, and I’m Catullan, we could be related from a common ancestor in the distant past.”

Ens. Fil
Science

Fil. took a bite of his dinner and said, “I guess that’s why I became a Xeno-Biologist, but I didn’t expect to be related to the aliens we meet.”

Ens. Fil
Science

“The general idea is that long ago, there was an alien race who spread genetic markers across this quadrant of space,” Wendell said. “I find it interesting how the races developed so different from one another. Yet still carry some similar attributes.”

CSO

“How was that possible, that the one alien race spread those markers and it developed into very different races?” Fil asked to his CO. “You mean that a Klingon is related to me and a Human. We look nothing alike!”

Ens. Fil
Science

“Yes we do” Jack said after swallowing another bite “We’re all bipedal humanoids. We don’t look like Tholians sure but Klingons, I mean we can have interspecies children without much difficulty. saying that Humanoids share some genetic ancestor is a probable reason. Have you ever read of the Iconians of old?” He asked rhetorically “2oo something thousand years ago they ruled a vast intergalactic empire using their gateway technology to traverse immense distances. Who’s to say that some species Billions of years ago didn’t splice life on potentian worlds to generally favour humanoid life forms.” He said in his general academic tone.

Jack Grey

“I think I understand. I better study my Xeno-biology some more. It’s interesting to believe that. Other species traveled throughout the galaxy and populated different planets. I guess that’s why I joined Star Fleet, to find out about the simularities of different species and trace the genetic codes of our ancestors.” Fil said as he actually wanted to find out more about this theory of Dr. Grey.

Ens.Fil
Science

“But if one species populated the entire universe, why are there so many different species on different planets.” Fil asked. “Shouldn’t there be simularities between alien species with the same genetic codes? Besides being humanoid? I mean Klingons have the cranium ridges, Vulcans have the pointy ears, but Humans and Catullans look nothing like them but genetically we are the same somehow? That’s the part I don’t understand.”
Ens. Fil
Science

“They seeded it,” Wendell explained. “Each species then developed differently due to the conditions of their environments and other mitigating factors.”

CSO

“Mitigating factors....” Fil asked. “What do you mean. How can the genetic code be changed?”
Ens. Fil
Science

“Evolution my good boy, evolution is the source of all your woes” Jack said with a smile “They could seed a planet with their DNA to push the natural evolution towards a humanoid bipedal species. DNA is only a stepping stone, species that have this genetic potential grow to fit a similar mold but the history of its home dictates what is important and thus what evolves. We know that there are bipedal species in all parts of the galaxy, even places as far as the deep Delta Quadrant and of course the Gamma Quadrant. That’s a rathr large coincidence don’t you think?”

Jack Grey

“It sure is quite a coincidence, I think. So an ancestor of mine could have lived in the delta quadrant, a long time ago.” Fil wondered. “Being a Xeno-Biologist just got more interesting. Thanks for the update on the evolution of the species.”

Ens. Fil
Science

“I remember a report about a Starfleet ship which was stranded way out in the Delta Quadrant,” Wendell said. “They came across a planet of technologically advanced lizard people.”

“It turned out that they were decended from Earth’s dinosaurs, who had left Earth millions of years ago.”

CSO

Jack nodded “Right. If I remember correctly that despite the lack of forensic and archeological evidence the genetic factors were apparent. I remember when they returned, it was during my second year on Earth. There was a big celebration in San Fransisco. It was surreal because it’s not often that ships disappear without a trace then return. Even though they had been communicating with Earth for years it was a really big day. There was a special class when I was at the Academy that went specifically through those years.” Jack reminisced.

Jack Grey

“I read abut that when I was a young kid, Voy....Voyager. Yea… They were lost in the Delta Quadrant, but somehow made their way back home.” Fil said. “That was amazing! Talk about determination.”
Ens. Fil
Science

“I never doubted for a minute that they’d make it back,” Wendell said. “It was a then state of the art ship. As a galactic phenomenologist, there were several avenues that they might have explored to expedite their return.”

CSO

“I like to know how did they get back?, Fil asked, “I mean the Delta Quadrant is thousands of light years away, how did they get back in a few years? I bet they had some exciting adventures, meeting aliens we never knew excisted. I read about the captain....Janeway, I think, when I was at the academy. How could they survive in such a hostile environment like that? I wonder if they made friends or worse, enemies. What do you think, sir?”

Ens. Fil
Science

Jack chuckled “You should simply read the historic archives, there’s plenty of information, logs, and records from that time. I remember when they returned because there was a big panic around a Borg Transwarp conduit opening not far from Earth, people were worried it was another battle for Earth type thing which then turned into a big celebration. I think it was simply the right ship, fast and tough with the best computer capabilities. You know I really wanted to serve on an Intrepid Class when I graduated, despite the design being almost fifteen years old, perfect science vessel.”

Jack Grey

“Yes sir, I’ll read the archives. It sounds interesting. But…what’s a Borg Transwarp, I never heard of them. “Fil said, wanting to learn more of this ‘Borg’ thing that was mentioned.

Ens. Fil
Science

The Scottish doctor shrugged “You’d have to ask a Warp specialist, someone in Engineering should know. As I understand it, the Borg have the technology to open Transwarp tunnels that allow them to travel great distances in short amounts of time. My interest in Warp Field mechanics faded quickly, I never bothered learning beyond the basics.” He said non-chalantly.

Jack Grey

” Maybe one of these days I will.” The Catullan said. “But in the mean time, I like to know why don’t we use Transwarp? Wouldn’t we get to places faster than ever?”

Ens. Fil
Science

“I’m sure that it’s being researched,” Wendell said. “We’ve encountered other alien races that have had higher tech then us.”

CSO

“Couldn’t we come up with a trade of technology or something?” Fil wondered. “I mean if it helps both of us?”

Ens. Fil
Science

“What can we do to promote a trade agreement between both of our worlds?” Fil continued.

Ens. Fil
Science


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