[USS Chimera] SD 240901.31 Duty Log: Commander Rangi Summers CMO

*** CMOs Office * USS Chimera -C ***

Rangi returned to her office after the meeting with Athena, determined to raise the subject of discipline with the Captain.
It didn't take long to compose the message:

"Sir.
Following your orders at the Senior Staff Meeting regarding discipline on board and also at a private meeting with the XO in which we discussed the same subject, I reviewed the working situation in my department.

I understand your concerns and agree that, particularly in our current situation, rules and regulations are of the utmost importance.

However, I consider morale to have a high priority too and have to conclude that the level has fallen in all areas of Sickbay.
My senior AMO, Doctor Fisher, had also noticed this as has the Senior Counsellor Commander Wellington, with whom I discussed the subject today.

After some thought I have concluded that the medical teams need to have the easy interaction with each other that softening of Regulations provides.

 I feel that due to their often stressful duties, the camaraderie that existed between my teams is not only beneficial but also essential to their work and should be encouraged and not the reverse.

I realize that being on first name terms might infringe accepted rules in some cases but I feel that friendships formed over time aid the cooperation between all of my teams be they technician, nursing or medical staff  and is essential to aid their highest perfomance level.

I am, ofcourse, fully prepared to accept the failing of any of my teams actions as my own responsibility.

I ask that my department be allowed to resume the former levels of interaction between the ranks."

She read over the message and had signed her name and position at the end when Red Alert suddenly sounded. She glanced quickly towards the door where the red lights were flashing and the medteams were hurrying to their emergency positions.
Rangi returned her attention to the message, added 'Low Priority' to the heading and sent it for attention of the Captain, knowing that it would now indeed be low on his list of concerns.

She hastily got to her feet and leaving her office, hurried towards the main sickbay.



*** End Log ***


Commander Rangi Summers
CMO
USS Chimera-C
Med Adv 1st Task Force.

[USS Chimera] SD: 240901.31 Joint Log Cmdr. Summers & Cmdr. Wellington

*** Chief Counselor's Office * USS Chimera-C ***


Rangi had received Athena's message earlier in the afternoon
and decided to pay the Counselor a visit on the off chance
that she would have time free to talk. Scott's words of the
previous evening had touched a sore point and, it seemed,
others had noticed too. She arrived at the door, paused a
second, then sounded the
chime.

Athena looked up like she could see through the door and
then shrugged, "Come in."

"I hope I'm not disturbing you...." Rangi said ".... I
should have made an appointment." The door slid shut quietly
behind her. " I received your message and wouldn't mind
hearing your thoughts." She had walked
forward as she spoke and now stood near to the counselor.

Athena motioned to a seat in the more comfortable setting of
the chairs instead of  those by her desk.  "I have plenty of
time at the moment... although you aren't the first one from
medical to just stop in.  Would
you like some water or juice," Athena offered.

"Juice please...pineapple would be nice."  She looked at the
chairs and chose the nearest to herself, taking a seat and
setting her bag down beside her feet.  She waited until
Athena returned with the drinks, not asking who else had
visited, knowing that it wasn't her business.  "I was
talking to Scott last night.." she said as Athena
approached.  "He mentioned a change in sickbay...you noticed
it too it seems."

Setting the glasses down and taking a seat herself she said,
"I felt it... it just feels different.  I would only be able
to  detect it like that if it were ... a shift in morale."

Rangi's expression became resigned. "Exactly...that's what
Scott said suggested." She looked across at Athena. " I'm
not surprised because I'm aware of it as well. There is a
reason but I think I've taken things
too far." She took a tentative sip from her glass, expecting
the juice to be sour but it was, in fact sweet.

"Please don't take this the wrong way... but is it anything
that would have a simple med tech comparing you to a baby
Hitler?"  Athena looked sympathetic as she took a drink of
water.

Rangi couldn't hide her surprise then she gave a weak smile
and shook her head.  "No, not really..it wouldn't." she
replied.

Athena gave a smile, "I don't think that was the exact
phrasing and I assumed there was some exaggeration... "

"I've been tightening up on rules and regulations." Rangi
explained.  "Its worked in so much as everything is running
perfectly...except..." she paused "..well..it was before
really.  The captain and XO have made it clear they want
less familiarity between crew members..more professionalism.
I see their point, but 'my'
department has lost something that it needs. Is that what
you felt?" Rangi asked her question looking directly at
Athena and expecting an honest reply.

Athena closed her eyes thought for a couple of moments and
then meeting Rangi's eyes replied, "Yes... but are you sure
that's what they meant?   I mean with you sick and I'm Sure
Shane put plenty of pressure on Scott that .... well .. I'm
sure a couple of things just weren't delegated as they
normally would .. and so much of the crew seems to be new...
and Young."

"Perhaps that has something to do with it." Rangi said
considering it.  "..But it hit home when the captain
criticized the medical department. It's true it was left
without a CMO for a while and my own arrival was very near
the time of departure...but that can't be used as an excuse.
Scott said that the 'fun' is missing. I know what he means.
Its not as though things were taken lightly but we 'did'
have easy going and friendly familiar feel to the place.
Tightening up has lost a lot of that."

"How effective will everyone continue to be if they feel
that a mistake can't be made and if made can't be talked
about..?"

"Less so." Rangi replied. "I need to redress the
situation...and soon." She smiled weakly and changed the
subject. " How are you Athena?" she asked.

I'm good and I'm glad I thought right in sending you a
personal message first," Athena smiled at the other woman.

"Has your memory become much clearer?" Rangi asked wondering
if clues or prompts of outright information would help.

Athena thought about earlier the flash of a memory when she
looked at the beach picture and replied, "I seem to remember
knew things when I least expect it.... but I think almost
everything is back..," she paused.  Her gaze went to the
beach scene picture above the sofa as her brow furrowed and
asked, "Have I forgotten something that I was supposed to
do?"

"Not as far as I know..." Rangi replied, looking towards the
picture too. "That's very nice...is it somewhere in
particular?" she asked.

"No .. it just reminds me of some place I've been...with
someone..." Athena answered picking up her glass of water
and taking a drink.  {Someone important...} 


Rangi sipped from her glass, watching Athena as she did
so.It was difficult 'not' to tell her everything, so after a
few moments she said: " How's Viktor?"


Athena seemed to think before she said anything but finally
replied, "Fine."  Her heart beat a bit faster but she was
glad that her manner remained calm and cool despite her
seemingly conflicting thoughts.

"Athena..I don't know exactly what you remember..either from
the recent past or from times further away. I don't know,
for example, what you recall about the friendship between
us. "
She paused, wondering how to phrase it all. 
"If you want..." she said slowly "...I might be able to
answer questions or to explain things more clearly. I know
it's best if your memory returns naturally but it must be
extremely difficult for you living like this. If you want me
to help you then you have only to ask."  She placed her half
empty glass onto the table and waited to see what reaction,
if any, her words might provoke.

"AS far as you and I go we had a very good relationship
until you became jealous of me even though Shane is and was
then totally besotted with you and I don't think my choice
in men has help although we've managed to over come as the
jealous was intensified by a mission with some plant as the
culprit," Athena retold quickly in her unusual flair in
stating things.  She took another sip of water and set her
glass on the stand as well.  "The only thing that is a bit
troubling is ... never mind... I think I should just figure
it out." 

Rangi gave a short nod. "As you wish." she said "..but the
offer is always there."
She stood up. "Thanks for your input. I'll act on it."

"I will ... I hope what I said helps... I am always
available for input as well if you find you need help,"
Athena countered and walked Rangi to the door.

****** End Log ****(?)


Commander Athena Wellington
Chief Counselor
USS Chimera-C

&
Commander Rangi Summers
CMO
USS Chimera-C
Med Adv 1st TF

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[USS Chimera] SD: 240901.31 Duty Log, MCapt. Anya Xerxes, Flight Ops CO

 
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Start Log
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The fighters cleared the launch bays quickly with the Lancerss leading the
charge towards the Romulan Fighters.  From the information flowing through
the datalink Anya could see that this was a new class of Romulan fighter
loaded with heavy weaponry like a heavy disruptor and plasma micro-torpedoes. 
A Heavy Assault Fighter more useful against capital ships than fighters, still a
direct blast from one of them could prove to be dangerous for the Lancers. 


Anya formed a plan of action quickly and transmitted on the unit frequency.
"Ok folks here's the plan Ghost Flight cloak and start tailing that starboard
Warbird but do not engage until ordered.  Sun God keep up the datalink but
avoid combat.  Lancers I want a full missile barrage once we enter effective
range to thin out the opposition we're facing two squadrons of a previously
unseen fighter.  Once that's done break by flights and head to your assigned
combat zones.  Remember your speed and agility is your best weapon in this
fight."


A tone indicated that the Lancers had entered firing range for missile launch
and a counter was displayed indicating a countdown to launch.  The counter
ticked down to zero and 192 Quantum Warhead tipped missiles streaked out
towards the 24 Romulan Heavy Assault Fighters with terrifying speed.  The
Romulan fighters began evasive manoeuvres and managed to shake off a
few of the missiles but they couldn't stop them all.   


The missiles clustered in on the Romulan Heavy Assault Fighters and detonated
spectacularly destroying 17 of the enemy in an instant only leaving 7 damaged
survivors "Break by flights!" Anya called over the comms.  Simultaneously her
flight hammered on the afterburners accelerating the fighters up to close to
light speed.  Suddenly it had gone from a long-range duel to close range dogfight. 
After the initial barrage the Romulans were left disoriented and the Lancers fell upon
them like a pack of wolves upon a flock of sheep carving them up with pulse phasers
and Quantum Gattling Cannons sending out streams of Quantum Tipped Rounds.


Anya rolled her fighter into a corkscrew manoeuvre coming in to unleash a barrage
of her four Gattling Cannons upon the last remaining Romulan Heavy Assault Fighter
shredding it into a burning ball of fire and metal shards.  "Alright Lancers, form up. 
Next target is the big one, the Warbird."


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End Log
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Marine Captain Anya Xerxes
Flight Ops CO
USS Chimera - C

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[USS Chimera] SD 240901.31 || Bridge Log || USS Chimera-C ||

[Bridge - Deck 1 - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C]

Rojac checked his chronometer for his seat. The time had come. He
leaned over toward his executive officer and addressed her loud enough
for the rest of the bridge to hear. "Commander Trzetrzelewska, what is
our status?"

"We are at our point of destination," Natalia replied from her seat.
"All systems are functioning within expected parameters; medical and
security teams are standing by."

"Very well then." Rojac stated. "What are we waiting for? Lieutenant
Howard, take us to Red Alert. Lieutenant Reese, all hands to battle
stations. Away team to designated transporter rooms and damage control
teams on stand-by."

"Aye Sir," Michael said as he punched a few buttons on his tactical
console. The klaxons sounded and the lighting took on the distinctive
red tint that meant danger was imminent.


Reese made the call for all hands to battle stations and checked with
the security teams to make sure they were ready, "Captain everyone is
ready." Jade said typing a few buttons to increase sensor range output
so they wouldn't be surprised by anything.

"Lieutenant Howard, what is the status of our cloak?" Rojac asked.

Michael pulled up the status and gave it a quick look over. "The cloak
is fully operational captain," he said.

"Lieutenant Reese, what is the status of the integrated transporter
program?" Natalia asked the Chief Ops.

"The program is up and running." Jade said waiting for the signal to
activate it and have the transporter room chief transport the security
teams.

"Helm." Rojac called to the blond female bajoran at the controls.

"Set course for wave one."

"Course already set, Captain." She replied over her shoulder. "Waiting
for your command."

Rojac looked over to Natalia for a confirming nod before he turned

back to the view screen to reply. "Take us in."

The Lieutenant slid her slender hands along the impulse controls,

bring the ship into full impulse along it's trajectory. Immediately,

Rojac's armrest display calculated ETAs and different ranges for the
preprogrammed and preplanned aspects of wave one.

"Approaching transporter range." The Lieutenant at helm reported.
Tension was thick on the bridge, as if everyone was holding their
breath. "Within range."

Rojac saw Natalia getting ready to issue the order for the
transportation of the away team, but he held out a hand to halt her
progress. "No. Wait a moment." He said quietly, keeping her eyes glued

to the view screen. "There's a chance our guests will pick up our
transporter signal. I want to keep the element of surprise."

"Let's hope they don't know we're here already," Natalia replied somberly. 

"Fifteen seconds to Outpost 0071." The Lieutenant reported. "Now or never, sir."

Rojac gave a nod to Natalia.

"Energize," Natalia ordered and waited with baited breath to hear whether or not they'd been transported successfully.

Jade had the transporter Chief re-route transporter control of the
three transporter rooms to her station so she could load the program
and make sure everything worked. It took her to get all three
transporters synced up before she ran one last quick diagnostic.
Seconds later she had confirmation that all three teams made it over
safely.

"All teams made it Captain." Jade said after double checking everything.

Rojac let out a sigh of relief, and the tension lightened for a few
moments. But this was only part one. It did not matter however, the
brief repose was quickly ended with a sudden announcement from
tactical.

"Sir, we've got two warbirds decloaking starboard!"

"Phase two." Rojac said calmly from his chair.

"Helm, evasive maneuver Epsilon Bravo," Natalia said order and in the 
same action tapped her commbadge. "Trzetrzelewska to Xerxes; you are 
cleared for take off." Standing up from her seat she moved to Auxiliary 
Tactical control station. "Mr Howard, prepare all weapons. Disabling 
cloaking device in 3... 2... 1."

"Target the port vessel." Rojac ordered, taking to his feet. "Fire at will."

[To be continued...]

Captain Cropa Rojac

Commanding Officer

Commander Natalia Trzetrzelewska

Executive Officer

First Lieutenant Jade Reese

Chief Operations Officer

Lieutenant Junior Grade Michael Howard

Tactical Officer

USS Chimera NCC 96899-C

[USS Chimera] SD 240901.31 | SB Unity | Joint Log; Cmdr Harbright (Intel), Amb Ayanami (EA), Maj Varis (JAG) & 2Lt Nyx (JrCns) Part II

= Starbase Unity - Docking Ring =

Liev stopped in front of a door and opened it, ushering the delegation into the private, luxurious waiting room that was reserved on the docking ring for VIPs and diplomats.

"So I hear the Empire's warriors are too busy squabbling amongst each other to have fun with a good fight.  Any comment Envoy Kaj?  Can't have the part time soldiers in the Federation getting all the glory now."  Alecto said stepping through the door.

"I prefer not to discuss politics on an empty stomach, Ambassador," Kaj said firmly to the Erassian Ambassador. "What say you about some gagh?"

"Depends on how lively it is."  Alecto answered with a grin.

Just before Lernen entered the room, Adjur stepped forward to him and said "I believe you helped our strategist for the Klingon beachhead invasion to retake Betazed during the Dominion Occupation.  That was my grandfather Cho'zac.  I believe human tradition is that a handshake is a show of honour, may I?" Adjur held out her hand to Lernen.

Lernen reached up "I remember Cho'zac.  He was a fine warrior and a brilliant strategist.  I was sorry to hear he died in the raid on Horunus."

Adjur replied "Don't be it was a glorious death with much honour.  Unfortunately the same cannot be said for yours."

Lernen's eyes widened and he began to convulse violently, so violently in fact that he was jolted out of his chair and onto the floor.

Alecto didn't hesitate for a millisecond as she turned unsheathed her jet black katana and dropped into a crouching position.  Using most of her enhanced strength she launched herself upwards and back out through the door into Adjur lifting her off the ground.  In midair Alecto drove the katana through Adjur's torso and into the bulkhead behind leaving Adjur nailed to the wall over a foot off the ground.  She caught a sharp look of distaste off Major Liev but all she said was "Non-vital area. She still lives." Before casting a warning glance at the other Klingon Envoys.

Mnemosyme grabbed her phaser from the holster at her side.  Bringing up the rear her view of what was happening was no the best but the crowd parted as a Klingon and the Ambassador traveled into the corridor.

Quickly Rushing forward as Nym holstered her phaser, she dropped to her knees by Harbright and began checking his pulse.  She could tell by the feel of him that things were not right and she couldn't help the glowing tingling that started at her finger tips.   

 

Alecto was cautiously examining the hand of Adjur that Lernen had shook.  "Transdermal poison patch, haven't seen one of those in a while.  Atypical method for a Klingon really.  Major Varis would you take the other security escorts and the Envoys into the lounge so Lieutenant Nyx has some room to work and call for the medics if you would be so kind."  The words may have been polite but the tone and body posture of the Hybrid Assassin left no room for argument.

 

Nym could hear the others around her and even knew that someone had asked her a question, but she couldn't discern what it was.  {There so much damage already.... }  She shut her thoughts down and quickly pulled her arm away.

After the door shut behind Major Varis and the others, Alecto turned to Mnemosyme and said "If you're going to use it then nows the time. And before you say it I won't believe you that glowing fingers are there to make it easier to read at night.  Don't worry I don't care about revealing your little gift so don't hesitate because of me."

"I'm trusting your word that you will say nothing."  Nym didn't say anything else as she didn't feel there was time.   She placed both hands on Lernen's chest and looked at Alecto, "You mustn't let any one else know or see."  The look in her eyes became distant and a small glow started that made her fingers look like they had been dipped in glitter.

"vam 'oH qab!" Kaj was shouting in outrage as Liev quickly led them and the marine guards away from the scene and into the lounge.

The door had barely slid shut behind them when Ch'tarig grabbed Liev by the throat and fumed, "ja' jIH qatlh!"

Liev had barely time to register what had happened when two of the marines grabbed and sedated Ch'tarig while the two other each placed a firm grip on the Envoy's shoulders. Kaj didn't resist, but he was clearly boiling with anger. Though whether it was at what his aide had done or what the Erassian Ambassador had done was uncertain.

"Call a medic!" Liev croaked as he rubbed his bruised larynx.

With her eyes glistening like some kind of violet jewel, Nym looked down into the man's face and suddenly pulled her hands away and sagged against the wall.

 

Lernen's breathing was ragged "No....save it....for someone who...needs it.  You must....you must tell...Lady Tanavia.  They...are moving...quicker than we expected.  The...Spearhead...must be sharpened."

 

Alecto crouched next to him and benignly said "Any last regrets to confess old man?"

 

Lernen gave a sort of laugh which came out more as a cough "I'm sorry....I never...told my son how...how very proud...I was that.....he was...his own man."  With that a single tear rolled down the withered face of Lernen Harbright. He gasped in pain and convulsed as little black lines looking almost like the growing of tree branches crawled up from beneath the collar of his uniform and onto his face.  The tension suddenly released from his body and he slumped to the deck.

 

Alecto rose and said to Mnemosyme "Times up.  Have the medics move the body to the morgue full quarantine procedures.  Do not under any circumstances let them transport it."  Alecto turned and started to walk off in the direction of the promenade.

 

Nym, sat propped up by the wall behind her, she nodded indicating she had heard the ambassadors orders.  She closed her eyes as she heard the thunder of feet growing closer and meditated for a minute or two.  {Pull it together now; rest later} she told herself as she opened her eyes and pressed her body against the wall and used it as the needed leverage to get back on her feet. 

 

Without turning back Alecto answered simply. "I'm going for a drink."

= End Log =

Commander Lernen Harbright
Intelligence Advisor
-
Ambassador Alecto Ayanami
Erassian Alliance Ambassador

-
Major Varis Liev
JAG Attorney
-
2nd Lieutenant Mnemosyme Nyx

Junior Counselor
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Starbase Unity (SB 234)

Envoy Kaj of Qua'lon
Klingon Empire Envoy
[NPC by Bren]
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Aide Adjur of K'tar
Diplomatic Aide
[NPC by Ixus]

[USS Chimera] SD 240901.31 | SB Unity | Joint Log; Cmdr Harbright (Intel), Amb Ayanami (EA), Maj Varis (JAG) & 2Lt Nyx (JrCns) Part I

= Starbase Unity - Docking Ring =

 Alecto stood looking bored for all intents and purposes not paying attention to what was going on around her.  It wasn't true though assassins never really switched off to what was going on around them and of Hybrid assassins that was especially true.  Every slightest movement and gesture was noticed and analysed making reading people into an art form.  The Task Force's Intelligence Advisor Commander Lernen Harbright looked unhappy about being dragged away from his work to preside over the meet and greet for the advance party of envoys from the Klingon Empire before the Ambassador himself would arrive.  The counselor who had offered to help her a few weeks ago was there as well as was a number of other personnel from the Task Force.
 
Lernen sat in his chair waiting impatiently as the Klingon Envoys disembarked their ship and made their way towards the waiting welcome party.  The pain in his legs was coursing through his body and the painkillers he was on did little to hold back the tide of pain.  Lernen understood well that this initial meeting was important but was unlikely to determine if the Klingons would enter the war on their side.  There had been disturbing rumours of cooperation with the Romulans and internal conflict within the Klingon Empire was rising to the dangerous point of innevitable civil war and this time Starfleet was not in a position to help.
 
 Mnemosyme watched the disembarking as well as those around her.  As she looked at the posture of the Erassion ambassador all that came to mind was {Stiff, calm politician ... or trained killer?}.  She flicked her attention to the Klingons before continuing with her train of thought.  {If I had to bet it would be the latter.}  Another quick check toward the party approaching and then back to those around her.  {His scowl always seems to indicate pain... I wonder if he ever finds relief.... I wonder if I should help?}

Major Varis Liev looked around at the gathered people in the reception area of the docking bay, waiting for the Klingon delegates to arrive. The Klingons had only sent an Envoy and not a full-bar ambassador, which Liev found rather strange, and their arrival was somewhat unannounced... but that wasn't necessarily a strange thing for Klingons; they tended to do things in their own time, whether it be sooner or later. He watched carefully as three large, imposing Klingons proceeded down the corridor towards them, escorted by four marines. They looked more irritable than usual, no doubt from having to wait before they could as their ship hadn't received the proper clearance as well as the personal security check to make sure they weren't carrying anything untoward.

The three Klingons came to a stop before the assembled group and the tall man in front slammed his fist against his chest. "nuqneH!" he said loudly in greeting.

"nuqneH!" the gathered Starfleet Officers said in return.  The thought occurred to Lernen that perhaps the group chosen to meet the Klingon Envoys may not have been ideal...an old cripple, a lawyer and a counselor.  It would probably turn out that the person who would be on the best terms with the Envoys would be that murderous psychopath from the Alliance. 

"I am Kaj of the House of Qua'lon," the envoy introduced himself in a strong voice. "These are my aides; Adjur, daughter of the House of K'tar and Ch'tarig, son of the House of Badich."

Lernen led the introductions "I am Commander Lernen Harbright the First Task Force Intelligence Advisor, this is Major Varis Liev from the Judge Advocate Generals Office, this is Second Lieutenant Mnemosyme Nyx who will be guiding you to your quarters and this..."
 
"I am Ambassador Alecto Ayanami of the Erassian Alliance and Royal Assassin of the Hybrid Royal Court."  Alecto interrupted Lernen well aware of what his opinion was of her and how he would introduce her as if she was a bit part.
 
{Well, that's an introduction to make anyone feel welcomed.}  Mnemosyme met each Klingons gaze during the introductions that almost seemed to be more of a sizing up of each other instead.

 

"Commander," Kaj inclined his head stiffly towards the Starfleet officers. "Ambassador," he said, eyeing Alecto somewhat suspiciously. His aides just remained quiet and imposing, not moving.

"Please follow us this way," Liev said after the greetings. "I'll show you to the waiting rooms; Starfleet personnel will be helping showing you to your quarters shortly." He started down the corridor, followed by the rest of the delegation.

"Why the need for so much security," Kaj asked Harbright.

"Just a precaution really in case the Romulan Star Empire decides to send another fleet to pop in for tea and crumpets again."  Lernen answered in a deadpan fashion.

In the quiet that followed, Nym felt edgy it made her want to put her hand protectively on the phaser that almost always hung at her side.  With a little mental coaching though her arm stayed comfortable hang at her side.

 

"You could always proclaiming pacifism again.  It's what the Federation is good at and it's worked out well so far." Alecto said with an obvious trace of sarcasm in her voice.

There was a second of uncomfortable silence before Kaj burst out in hearty laughter and for a moment everyone was confused as to why. It continued for a few seconds and then died down; everyone was quiet waiting to see what would happen next.

Lernen shook his head almost immeasurably typical of the Hybrid really and really of any Erassian Diplomat.  Hell the Alliance split from the Federation in the first place because they weren't overly fond of pursuing peace in the face of ongoing aggression from the Romulans and Klingons.

Liev stopped in front of a door and opened it, ushering the delegation into the private, luxurious waiting room that was reserved on the docking ring for VIPs and diplomats.

= End Log =

Commander Lernen Harbright
Intelligence Advisor
-
Ambassador Alecto Ayanami
Erassian Alliance Ambassador

-
Major Varis Liev
JAG Attorney
-
2nd Lieutenant Mnemosyme Nyx

Junior Counselor
-

Starbase Unity (SB 234)

Envoy Kaj of Qua'lon
Klingon Empire Envoy
[NPC by Bren]
-
Aide Adjur of K'tar
Diplomatic Aide
[NPC by Ixus]

[USS Chimera] 240901.30 duty Log Cmdr. Wellington

=/\=  Chief Counselor's Office =/\=

Athena sat at her desk thinking about the walk she had just taken through sickbay.  {It felt odd... seemed wrong in some way.}  She looked at the picture on the wall as thoughts flitted through her head.  {Understaffed.... maybe.... but not it.  Over worked.... no not busy enough for that ... at least not yet.}  She drummed her fingers on the desk as she continued to stare at the picture.  {Unorganized... no.... things seemed to be running smoothly.  Inefficient.... no not with Rangi in charge.}

 

Something in her next thought rang true and She decided to send a note to Rangi and hoped it would end there.  It also explained why she had a couple of med technicians come in early for evaluations, or so  they tried. 

 

Rangi,

 

As I was walking through the main sickbay, after visiting with a patient there, I noticed that the morale in your department felt off.  Let me know if there is anything I can do.

 

Athena

 

She sent the quick note off and hoped that everything was fine.  If it didn't seem to correct itself she would have to take more drastic measures.  As she looked back up to the beach scene in the picture; a flash of a memory flitted through her mind.  She shrugged it off and continued to work her way through the messages that had been left for her earlier that day.

 

=/\= End Log =/\=

 

Commander Athena Wellington

Chief Counselor

USS Chimera-C

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[USS Chimera] SD 240901.30. Personal Log: Lucy Fleming / Scott Fisher

rangi.summers@mojwap.sk wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

*** Sickbay * USS Chimera-C ***

After the unusual conversation with Vlimar PontBrillant,
Lucy set to work immediately to discover why the last three
reports had not arrived at their destination. She was very
aware that Rangi would not be at all pleased to learn about
it and wanted an answer, so that by the time the Captain was
informed, the solution would already be underway.

She soon tracked down the missing reports and read through
them. None were very long, for sickbay had been very quiet,
almost, she thought, like the lull before the storm.
All the reports had all been completed and signed off at the
appropriate time on each shift so it seemed that the problem
didnt lie in sickbay but rather somewhere else.

She contacted Ops and explained the problem to the very
helpful Ensign who answered her. He would look into it, he
assured her, and let her know as soon as he had a result.
She thanked him.

Sickbay remained very quiet.
It was not an unknown scenario and although in one way it
was good, for a quiet sickbay equalled a healthy crew, it
could on the other hand become a little boring.
Lucy preferred to be busy so spent the next half an hour
checking everything that needed to be checked, scrolled
through the next few rotas and contacted Judy Sismey, the
nurse whose shift she was covering.
Judy had had a tummy upset but was already feeling alot
better and told Lucy she would be fit for her next shift.

Someone came in complaining of toothache. Lucy referred her
to Dr Mitchelson.
The hour ticked by.

Lucy reviewed the stock list ..again... then spent some time
reading about the prosthetic arm recently provided for
Gustav Kroitzer. It was interesting but Lucys thoughts
began to stray.

{....Please ensure that I receive daily reports of your
status... }
Lucy smiled to herself remembering again the mans expression
and his obvious embarrassment as he'd tried to cover his
slip of the tongue.
{ I mean your Sickbay's status} he'd added hastily.
Her smile widened. It wasn't often a Colonel was confused
and she felt a bit sorry for him because he must be annoyed
with himself to have appeared so foolish in front of a crew
member.
She propped her elbow on the desk and rested her chin onto
her upraised palm.

{ ...Who are you, anyway?...}
She heard his voice ask the question and idly thought what a
pleasant voice it had been...soft.. yet strong.

She sat up suddenly and shook her head, telling herself not
to be so silly but the thoughts remained not far away.
The crewman with the toothache checked out. Lucy read the
notes from Dr Mitchelson. { UR6..mmm...} She closed the
notes and sighed as the logo returned to the screen.Before
long her chin was resting in her palm as before.

{...I'm.... Lieutenant Fleming Sir..Lucy Fleming...I'm the
head nurse....}
Lucy frowned, hearing her own words echo in her mind.
{Why did I say that!?} she asked herself { Why didnt I just
say ' I'm the head nurse here. Fleming.}
The logo turned slowly on its axis
{ He almost said 'Lucy 'afterwards but changed it to
'Lieutenant'.......ohdon't be so ridiculous!!...you're
thinking like a lovestruck teenager...pull yourself
together!}

She sat up again, eased her collar, smoothed a crinkle away
from her tunic and ran a hand over her hair.

{ Actuallyyyyyyyy.....} she thought eyeing the screen in
front of her then glancing around to check if anyone was
nearby, {..I dont know 'definately' who he is do I?....and
if Rangi wants to know who queried the fault then she'll
expect a name, not just a rank..'some lieutenant
colonel'..well...how can I say that? Best look him up!}

She justified herself speedily enough and it wasnt difficult
to locate the Executive Officer of SB 234

{Vlimar PontBrillant... }
Lucy tilted her head to one side but despite learning his
name, she scrolled on down the biography.
{Age...45...oh!!}

She blinked at the number
{ Well...he doesnt look it.} she thought, remembering the
dark hair with a tinge of grey here and there. {...anyway,
grey is distinguished} she told herself already moving on to
the next line.
{ Birth place ..Earth...ok....marital
status............married....}

She stared at the screen and felt a split second of
disappointment, then scrolled on.
{ Service Record...classified.....what all of
it?....ohh..yes.. all of it.....Medical records
then........classified...}
It was not usual for an entire medical record to be locked
if the person in question held a high rank, particularly in
SSF.
Lucy scrolled on to Commendations. There were a few
standard ribbons but then...
{Classified?....}
She frowned.

"So what have you found that's making you frown?"
She looked up startled by the sudden voice.

" Oh..nothing.." she said smiling at Scott as her finger
pressed the button to close the data.
He peered over the top to look at it but saw only the
swivelling logo.
"Apparantly the reports haven't been getting through to
Unity." she said " I've notified Ops and they will look into
it."
Now it was Scott who frowned.
" That's not good." he said " Rangi wont like the department
to appear lax with reports if the Captain mentions them."

"That's exactly what I thought too." Lucy said "..thats why
it's all in hand already." She gave Scott a smug grin and he
laughed.

" My dear aunt Lucy.." he said "..I wouldnt expect anything
less from you...."

*** End Log ***

Ltjg Lucy Fleming
Head nurse
USS Chimera-C
(npc) Rangi
&
Lt Scott Fisher
AMO
USS Chimera-C

[USS Chimera] SD240901.30 Joint Duty Log - XO/COps Cmdr/1Lt Natalia Trzetrzelewska and Jade Reese

kevin coupe <fallenang3l4@gmail.com> wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

=/\= Bridge, USS Chimera C =/\=

Walking onto the bridge Jade looked around to see if the XO or CO was
on the bridge she didn't see the CO, but she did see the XO walking
down onto the lower part of the bridge where the helm, CO and XO
chairs were. "Commander." Jade said stepping closer to the XO.

"Lieutenant," Natalia greeted the Chief Ops as she looked up from the
padd she was reading. "What can I do for you?"

"I just wanted to show you the program we're going to be using to get
the security teams onto the outpost." Jade said handing the XO the
PADD with the program on it.

"Thank you," she said as she took the padd from Jade and looked
through it. "This looks very promising, Lieutenant Reese. How were the
results in the simulations?"

"Everything went smoothly, but there could be a problem if we've to an
emergency beam out. Mainly because if there is an operative on the
outpost that person can change the timing on the shielding and it'll
take to long to figure out what timing it switched to." Jade said with
a worried look.

"Do you have any suggestions for getting around that?" Natalia asked.
She had an idea of her own in mind, but it could only be used as a
last resort.

"But there might be a way around that." Jade said just thinking of it
on the spot. "We could put in a coding sequence which would force the
shields on the outpost to stay at the same timing for certain amount
of time the problem is the security team would have to input it and we
may only be able to do that for about half and hour max." Jade said.

"Good," Natalia nodded. "I have the external command shut down codes
for the outpost, but I can only use them as a last resort since it
would deactivate the entire outpost - shields, cloak, life support -
and corrupt the main computer banks to keep them from falling into the
wrong hands. So let's go with your suggestions as Plan A and leave the
external shut down for Plan B."

"I'll run this program by the security teams and show them how to
install it once they get on the outpost." Jade said as she turned and
headed back to the turbolift, so she could go write the program that
would lock anyone out of the program that allows the shielding
frequency to be changed.

Commander Natalia Trzetrzelewska
Executive Officer
USS Chimera C

&

First Lieutenant Jade Reese
Chief Operations Officer
USS Chimera C

[USS Chimera] Sd 240901.30 : Duty log: Lt.Col.PontBrillant / Lucy Fleming

rangi.summers@mojwap.sk wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

== Strategic Operations Deck, Office of the Advisor=

Vlimar was in his Strategic Operation office, getting
casuality reports. He was scanning through them, seeing not
too many, in terms of a war. "One Starfleet death is always
tragic. We are living a tragedy that only Shakespeare could
write about...", he said to his attaché. The Attaché
looked at Vlimar with puzzled eyes, as he had no idea what
that was coming from, as Vlimar was silent for the last 20
minutes.

Scanning through the reports, something came to mind. There
was no Chimera reports. Vlimar, knowing that Shane's spouse
was in that ship, couldn't bare not knowing what was going
on there.

Vlimar looked at his attaché. "Get me the Chimera's
Sickbay.".

It was Lucy Fleming who took the call. She had literally
only just sat down to begin the shift, having agreed to fill
in for the nurse rotared to work but had not taken care of
where her shoulder bag was resting and as it crashed down to
the floor.
She had responded " Sickbay" automatically but had bent to
the side
so that, for a moment or two, there was noone apparant to be
seen.

Vlimar looked at the screen for a moment. For a second, he
though someone was playing a bad joke on him. He stood
there, impartial, close to unhappy. "Chimera, respond", he
replied coldly.

Frowning, Lucy pulled the bag free from its tangle with the
leg of the stool and looking rather flustered, straightened
up to continue the conversation.
" I'm sorry....." she paused, taking in the rank and thing
{oh great!} as she did so. "...Lieutenant Colonel. How may I
help you?"

Vlimar saw Lucy's face appearing much like a relief. He was
*not* in the mood to freak out about a prank. Also, Lucy's
"adventure" made him grin.

"Lieutenant, I have yet to receive a report from your
sickbay, since 240901.27.", he said. The sentence came out
softly that he initially planned it would, thank for Lucy's
presence.

This was news indeed and Lucy paused, trying to think of the
reason.
" Ummmm...I'm sorry Sir." she replied, feeling vaguely
foolish to have been caught in such a situation and then not
being able to provide a plausible reason.
" Is there anything in particular you wished to see?" she
asked, trying to sound as efficient as possible given the
circumstances..

Vlimar paused. He looked at Lucy, knowing that she had no
idea what he was looking for.
"Let's start with casualities.", he said. "Then, you can
tell me anything else you want...", he replied, softly.

Vlimar saw, from the background, that there was not much
commotion. It was a good sign, at least, for Vlimar.

Lucy settled herself on her stool. Later she would wonder at
herself for feeling so self concious and so aware of the
gentle tone of Vlimars voice.

"We have three casualties currently in sickbay." she said
meeting the blue eyes looking at her. " The Chief of
Security was released for minimal duty earlier today. The
others have minor wounds from accidents sustained whilst on
duty...Sir." she added for good measure.

Vlimar smiled at the civility. He was impressed with such a
swift report. "Who are you, anyway?", Vlimar let go.

Vlimar's eyes opened widely as it was not as professional as
his usual conversations. He knew he could have get that
information from any crew roster. But he asked, and he had
to stay by his question.

" I'm.... Lieutenant Fleming Sir..Lucy Fleming...I'm the
head nurse." she added hurriedly,mentally kicking herself
for stating her first name, for why would he want or need to
know it.
" If you wish to talk to Commander Summers, then I can
either transfer your call or get her to contact you Sir."

Vlimar smiled. "Lucy... Thank you.", he replied. "I do not
need to contact personally Commander Summers.", he added.

Vlimar's eyes rolled. He realized that newly acquired
celibacy was causing him to have "brain farts". Lucy was
pretty, especially for Vlimar's taste. Which made mad about
himself. After all, he's a freaking 45 years old man,
flirting with a 20 some.
It was painful for him as he realized that, still having
Lucy's image in front of him.

"Well, Lucy... Lieutenant, please insure that I receive
daily reports of your status... I mean, your Sickbay's
status...", he said, softly, trying not to make the mistake
he still made. {End this, already!}

Lucy caught back the smile that came too quickly, for it
wouldnt do to laugh at a Lieutenant Colonels muddled speech.
She couldnt though, hide all the amusement but nodded and
replied demurely:
" Ofcourse Colonel. I'm sorry about the lack of
report...I'll look into the cause immediately and ensure it
wont happen again."
{Stop apologising!} she told herself .

Vlimar took a deep breath. He nodded as Lucy finished her
sentence.
"Then, you owe me one...", he said.
Vlimar head hung back in dispair. "Alright, thank you Lu...
Lieutenant.", he said, obviously wanting to end the
conversation.

" My pleasure Colonel" she said wondering now if he was
feeling alright.
" Is there anything else?" she asked when the conversation
was not terminated. She had expected it to end but he still
sat there staring at her.

Vlimar got awaken by her question. "Oh, no no...", he
replied. {Silly man, stop this... now!} "Thank you. Unity
out..."

Vlimar stood there, in front of the screen, feeling ashamed.
He hoped that no one will be aware of this conversation ever
happend. He also hoped, foolishly, that Lucy didn't realize
his... lack of professionalism. Vlimar stood, turned and
looked through the viewport.

{This is just great, made a fool of yourself in front of
Lucy. Get it togueter, V.}

The screen changed to the usual logo and Lucy asked herself
what had just happened, then, with a smile at her own
thoughts, she bent again to retrieve one or two items from
her bag that still lay on the floor but when she
straightened up again, she was blushing a little and it
wasnt solely from the exercise.

*** End Log ***

Lieutenant Colonel Vlimar PontBrillant
Deputy Commander
1st TaskForce SSF Command,
Executive Officer SB234: Unity

&
Lt Lucy Fleming
Head Nurse
USS Chimera-C