[USS Chimera] SD 240912.03 || JL || Barhopping in D.C. ||

[Washington, D.C. - Earth - Sector 001]

"Here it is!" Rojac decreed, pointing by pulling a gloved hand out of his long winter coat. Across the street, on the bottom floor of a quaint little hotel wa the sign for a quaint little pub - it's named
carved and painted in an aged wooden sign, 'the Dubliner'. "It looks just the same as I remember it."

Walters looked out from between the turned up collar of his heavy greatcoat and reindeer fur lined hat.  He looked at the brick built frontage and at the very traditional looking frontage for the pub.

"The same as you remember it?  I take it you've been here before. I know San Francisco is quite a distance from here but was this during your time at Starfleet Academy or before that?"

"Back in my days back at Harvard, I would come down here to meet some friends that went to Georgetown." Rojac said. "I'd leave Union Station, just as we just did, and meet up with them here." The Captain put his hands back in his pockets as the pair crossed the street.

Walters gave a sentimental chuckle.  "Sounds not that far off my youth before joining up."  He took another look at the building before turning back to Rojac.  "So what's the plan?"

Rojac checked his chronometer and sighed. "I told General Sharpe to meet us here." He looked around briefly. "Maybe he's already inside?"

Richard was indeed inside, at the bar, wearing his usual marine uniform with the ribbons and insignia on it. He was nursing a glass of scotch that he'd ordered about fifteen minutes before-hand, just waiting for his colleagues to arrive.

"Well he either meets us inside or not.  It's freezing out here so I say we go in and find a decent table, what say you?"  Walters said placing heavy emphasis on INSIDE.  He waited whilst the Captain made his decision.

The Captain smirked, noticing his XO's discomfort. "Well then, let's go inside."

Walters followed Rojac in and up to the bar.  The barman turned to them and upon seeing the bulky build of Walters decided to take his order first.  Walters couldn't help but smile and say in a slightly Irish accent "Pint o' plain please and whate'er me good man here's havin'."

Rojac brought a hand to his forehead. "Just a whiskey, on ice please."

"Oh god, another Irishman." Richard said, spotting the Starfleet pair. "I swear to god, I'm  surrounded by your irritating kind, with your folksy wisdom and your quaint accent."

"Ah the good General himself, and I see all terted up fer the occasion.  I take it nobody bothered to tell him the meetin' isn't till the morrow mornin."  Walters said.

"Some of us take pride in our uniform, son." Richard said. "Doesn't hurt to set an example."

"Not if yea don't take into account makin yerself a prime target for Rommie assassins, terrorists and yer average run o the mill loony, no...no harm at all."  Walters quipped.

After receiving his drink, Rojac thanked the bartender and walked over to General's table. "Your wife isn't too upset about losing you to duty so soon after the honeymoon is she?"

"Chloe understands that I have a duty to perform." He said. "But she wasn't happy about it, that's for sure."

Rojac smiled. "She'll get over it." He toog a long swig from his glass, reducing it's contents down to a half an inch of liquid. "Well, welcome to D.C. gentlemen." Rojac said. "Our shuttle doesn't
leave for San Francisco until 1100 tomorrow, so we have all night to haunt my old stomping grounds." He took a swig from his glass, "Any requests?"

Neither responded.

"Well then," Rojac said, holding up his glass, "drink and be merry, for tomorrow we may die!"

[End Log]

Major General Richard Sharpe

Commanding Officer

First Marine Expeditionary Force

SSF First Taskforce Command

Captain Cropa Arnold Rojac

Commanding Officer

USS Chimera NCC 96899-C

SSF First Taskforce

Erassian Major Scott Walters

Executive Officer

USS Chimera NCC 96899-C

SSF First Taskforce

[USS Chimera] SD: 240912.01 || Unity || Duty Log || Cmdr. Rangi Summers ||

Darrell Smith <erassianalliance@googlemail.com> wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

*** Med. Advisors Office. * SB Unity ***

Rangi was staring at a patch of carpet about three inches
left and two inches forward of the leg of a chair. The chair
itself was part of the seating plan at the far end of her
office, a soft and comfortable thing for visitors in
informal discussion. It was vacant at that time and there
was nothing on the carpet that demanded such unbroken
attention.
It was merely that her eyes had settled there as she had
sunk into deep thought.
Open on knee was a padd detailing a medical report and her
fingers, laying lightly across it, had ceased to beat a
rhythm as the thoughts had grown, tapping now only
intermittently.
The report was from the Chief Medical Officer on Aeran III
and from his point of view, the news was interesting but he
would have been surprised to see the effect his report had
had on the Medical Advisor when she had read it.
It told of a hitherto unknown illness which had come to
light only because a doctor had been called to the small
settlement on another matter.
The hamlet, for it was hardly large enough to be called a
settlement, consisted of little more than a dozen homes. It
was situated in a remote part of the Northern Plateau, an
inhospitable place at the best of times, where a mine had
been drilled. An accident there had necessitated the doctors
attendance and whilst there he had noticed that a number of
the miners had what he had supposed at first sight to be
tattoos on their bodies.
Enquiring into the fact, he had learned that the men had
experienced a mild illness a week or so before. They hadnt
called for medical aid because none had been unduly ill and
none had felt the need to involve a medic, experiencing
nothing worse than mild symptoms of headaches, sore
throats, and in a few cases, a certain amount of lethergy
for a day or so.The dark patterns on their skins had emerged
as the illness disappeared.
The doctor had noted that the lines resembled a map of
their circulatory system but he could find no cause for
them.
He had examined all the miners affected with this strange
pattening but had found them all to be in perfect health.His
report had gone to first to Aerans CMO and in time, to
Rangi.

She didnt like it and the unsettled feelings she had
experienced before, returned with a vengance.
It was all too much of a coincidence but try as she might,
she couldnt find a link.
The Breen hostages had been the first and all of them had
died. next had come the three crewmen from the Scavenger and
wayfarer. The worrying thing about them had been that they
had worked at the medical research centre but although they
had been ill, they had all recovered.
Light years away two other instances had occurred, one on
Alpha Leonis and the other on Aurelia Prime.
{A coincidence?} Rangi shook her head slightly. There was
nothing to link them together but the Ferengi ship Me-Vetra
had taken on board wine from one of the planets.
Rangi had seen it on the Inter Galactic News channel
where the reporter had explained the
diplomatic incident whereby the Ferengi had accused the
Federation of selling substandard goods at inflated prices.
The captain had gone so far as to mention attempted poison,
a totally unjustified accusation but her attention had
fixated when the Captian in question had appeared on the
screen covered in dark lines.
The next day she had read the reports on all these cases
which had been waiting on her desk.
Now the same thing was happening very close to home. SB
Unity was a metaphorical 'stones throw' from Aeran III.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden 'trilling' of
her desktop terminal, indicating an incoming call. She stood
from her place and walked quickly to her desk.

The spinning logo of the Aeran III Colony was quickly
replaced with the slightly worried looking face of a grey haired human
aged in about his sixties. "Ah Commander Summers I presume. My name is Nicolas
Sturgeon, the Chief Administrator of the Aeran III Colony.
I am calling you direct due to an unsettling 'potential viral
outbreak' situation in a small hamlet called Greensburgh in the
northern hemisphere. Our main medical staff have been investigating this
incident are unable to identify the pathogen, its means of
transmission or its origin."

"Given your recent willingness help with
our flu epidemic it is a hard thing to bother you with yet
another request for help but this may be more than meets the eye.
My Chief Medical Officer has confirmed that the pathogen whatever it
is, is most definitely alien in origin. Given the proliferation of
Romulan Bio-weapons in this region I request Unity provide a helping
hand with it's medical expertise."

Rangi had taken her seat and listened attentively to all
Nicholas had to say.

"Ofcourse we will help." she replied. " Actually, I've just
been reading the report from the CMO. Tell me...have there
been any other cases?"

"I wouldn't say other cases as in previous but initial
reports are coming in from a town about 15 miles from Greenburgh. The
symptoms seem to be the same. As such we've instigated a quarantine
order but local enforcement are too few in number and ill equipped for
such a task. Though it pains me to ask we may have to rely on
Unity for support in this aspect too." He said solemnly.

Rangi frowned then after a second, nodded too.
" I'll speak to Admiral Guzman about it." she said. It was
obvious she was going to add something yet held back.
Mr Sturgeon.." she began ". I dont want to cause alarm but
I'm concerned about this. I'm going to request a further
quarantine than you one you suggest. It will be for Aeran
itself."

"No" He replied. "I'm willing to expand the parameters of
the quarantine up to a thousand miles but a full scale planetary
quarantine is out of the question. No offence but quite
often it seems that a planetary quarantine is the Federation's cue to
pull back to a safe distance and leave well enough alone. We haven't
forgotten what happened to our trading partners on Charos VI when they
were crying out for aid. We helped relay both official Alliance
and civilian requests for medical aide to the Federation High
Command which fell on deaf ears. I will not allow this colony to
suffer the same fate."

" Mr Sturgeon...with respect....you dont understand." Rangi
said quietly. "There is no cause to think we're pulling back...obviously
not if I'm willing to send help to you." she said in a
reasonable tone. " It's just that there might indeed be more
to this than you think and you must see that with the amount
of through traffic that Unity has, I must do all I can to
limit any cross infection."

"A thousand mile radius is more than sufficient for
containment of the virus. Transport systems are already suspended within the
affected zone and extensive screenings are taking place within the
existing quarantine zone. We're doing more than could or SHOULD be
asked of us. Besides the final decision for enforcement of a
planetary quarantine would lie with Admiral Guzman."

" You're correct of course." she replied. " The Admiral will
have the final say....I can only request it."

"A planetary quarantine would be hugely damaging to the
planetary and regional economy and incite mass hysteria amongst the
populace. The death toll caused by the panic could exceed that of the
virus." Said Chief Administrator Sturgeon.

Rangi knew it was pointless to argue for he had valid points
and there would be a need to weigh each side against the
other. She could only press her side when the time came.

" I think you may be over estimating the possible reaction."
Rangi replied "...but you can of course put your concerns to
the Admiral."

--------------
End Log
--------------

Commander Rangi Summers
1TF Medical Advisor
SB 234: Unity

Chief Administrator Nicolas Sturgeon (NPC Ixus)
Planetary Leader
Aeran III

Re: [USS Chimera] Weekly Sim Report #330 =/\= USS Chimera and SSF 1TF

Darrell Smith <erassianalliance@googlemail.com> wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

XO's Address

Decent week people but as always I want to see more logs...I'm such a
slave driver aint I? Special thanks go to Frankie and Sarasi for
keeping the Honeymoon logs clean so my lunch stayed down.

Quotes

******************

Mentoring advice for Seniors

Rojac nodded to the General and whispered, "Don't lock your knees,
sir. It'll hurt if you faint."

Captain Cropa 'Residential Warden' Rojac

******************

Doctor Frankenstein was a tiny robot?

" The small little robots." he replied. " The little devils
that give life to the damned."

Commander Stephen 'It Lives!' Jacobs

*******************

Now that's a party starter...

but firstly we've got a song by a
guy named Marilyn Manson called 'Fight Song'. So when we get to the
chorus and I pump my fist like this, I want you all to pump your fists
likewise and shout 'FIGHT!'. Okay lets do this!!!

Major Anya 'FIGHT!' Xerxes

*******************
2009/12/1 James Croft <crizoft@gmail.com>
>
> =/\= Incoming Starfleet Special Forces Transmission =/\=
>
> ==============================================
>                   - Starship Commanding Officer -
>                     - Captain Cropa Rojac  -
>                    - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C -
>                    SD 2408011.22 - SD 240811.28
>                           SIM REPORT #330
>
> ==============================================
> =/\= CONTENTS =/\=
> ==============================================
> 1) OOC Address
> 2) Promotions/Academy/Awards
> 3) Mission Assignments/Mission Summary/Quotes of the Week
> 4) Subject Lines/Website News/IRC Info
> 5) Crew Roster/Log Count/Removals
> ==============================================
> =/\= OOC ADDRESS/ =/\=
> ==============================================
> If having trouble viewing this entire transmission, it can be viewed in its entirety here: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_6hp4zg275
> -------------------------
> - CO's Report
> -------------------------
> This report covers the period SD 240811.22 - SD 240811.28.
>
> 26 logs (14 Active Crew, 1 Excused, 1 Unexcused, 2 On Leave, 0 Guest, 0 New) 14 Total Crewmen.
>
>
> Average logs per Week: 26.75
>
> Chimerans!
>
>
> +rojac
> -------------------------
> - XO's Address
> ----------------------
> [pending]
> -------------------------
> - Officer of the Week
> -------------------------
> And this week's Officer of the Week is...
>
> - The log leader for last week is Rojac with four!
>
> ------------------------
>
> - Log of the Week
> ------------------------
>
> [USS Chimera] SD 24911.22 | Wedding Log | Richard Sharpe & Chloe Merau
>
> -------------------------
>
> - Mailing Lists
> -------------------------
> There are a number of e-mail lists that are available to you as members of the UCIP.
> - The Public list is a forum for chat/discussions. Here you can meet and talk to other members of the UCIP about anything you like.
> - The Universe list if you want to keep up on the IC aspects of our
> Star Trek Universe with logs from all-important aspects of the
> organization.
> If you would like to be on any of these lists then make a
> subscription request through the UCIP Database.
> Important Email lists:
> - chimera-command@ucip.org: Here you can contact the Command Team members
> - chimera-seniorstaff@ucip.org: Here you can contact all
> department heads
> - chimera-ooc@ucip.org: OOC mailing list for the crew of the USS Chimera
> Other Email lists:
> - chimera-1TF@ucip.org: An OOC mailing list for members of the 1TF sub-sim we have going on.
> The Chimera Archive – look in your UCIP Database account [http://database.ucip.org/], then under My Subscriptions to find the chimera@ucip.org mailing list. Click on this list to access the archive.
> Now onto the report!
> -------------------------
> - Plot Information
> -------------------------
> THIS WEEK:
>
> Earth
>
> Walters, Rojac and Sharpe are meeting up on Earth. Shane can join in if he wants. Kick someone an e-mail if so.
>
> Vulcan
>
> Fisher and Carpenter need to get there this week. So Bren and Rang, high-tail it.
>
> Andor
>
> Gutz wanted to kick a log in transit, but it doens't look like he's going to be able to. Everyone should check into the conference this week and get their quarters. You may have to room with somebody...
>
> UNITY
>
> Something wiry this way brews...
>
> LAST WEEK:
>
> Earth
>
> Rojac and Walters should arrive - bar hopping in D.C.
>
> Vulcan
>
> Fisher and Carpenter should arrive.
>
> Andoria
>
> Reese, Levison, Cortez, Castillo, Dior and maybe Kroitzer should arrive.
>
> UNITY
>
> Rangi knows the game plan here.
>
> Need Ideas? ASK!
> chimera-command@ucip.org
>
> Relevant Plot Information:
> The Erassian Alliance - http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_16frd4ntm2 - compiled by Ixus.
> Romulan Datafile: http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Romulan
>
> Andoria: http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Andoria
>
> Vulcan: http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Vulcan_(planet)
>
> Earth: http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Terra
>
> Alpha Centauri: http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Alpha_Centauri
>
> -------------------------
> - Important Documents
> -------------------------
> Chimera Records: http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=pR3cNAi2l3XB3nsvl3oq3fQ
> Chimera Crew Compliment: http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=pR3cNAi2l3XDOx0Onu8UcPw
> Chimera Key Positions: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_0dkj2fv
> Chimera Position Descriptions: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_4132kgh9mh
> Federation VIPs: http://docs.google.com/Doc?id=dgk4mcdg_15fd5cfbcn
> ==============================================
> =/\= PROMOTIONS/ACADEMY/AWARDS =/\=
> ==============================================
> -------------------------
> - Promotions and Awards
> -------------------------
>
> none.
> -------------------------
> - Academy
> -------------------------
>
> none.
>
> ==============================================
> =/\= MISSION SUMMARY/QUOTES OF THE WEEK =/\=
> ==============================================
> -------------------------
> - Summaries (Rangi)
> -------------------------
>
> Captain Cropa Rojac had the honour of officiating at Chloe and Richards wedding. Afterward the happy couple made their way to a honeymoon on Risa and enjoyed a game of chess en route.
>
> Back on SB Unity, Stephen Jacobs and Richard Cortez were getting to know each other a little by discussing death and damnation without Cortez suspecting that he was talking to a counselor.
>
> The after mission party was going with a swing and next day Jade and Gustav met in the Mess hall and Jade learned about the recent work.
>
> The Runabout Altair left for the conference on the Andorian moon with Mike levison, Jade Gustav Rayna and an unwilling Castillo on board.
>
> -------------------------
>
> - Quotes of the Week (by Ixus)
>
> -------------------------
>
> [pending]
>
> --------------------------
>
> IRC Quotes (by Rangi)
>
> -------------------------
>
> pending...
>
> ==============================================
> * SUBJECT LINES/LOGGING GUIDELINES/WEBSITE NEWS/IRC INFO *
> ==============================================
> -------------------------
> - Subject Lines
> -------------------------
> Please remember to use the following format for your subject lines:
> SD 24YYMM.DD, Duty/Personal Log, Rank Name
> e.g., SD 240502.01, CO's Log, Capt Rojac
> e.g., SD 240502.01, Personal Log, Cropa Rojac
> The [USS Chimera] part of the subject is placed automatically by the listserv, so you don't need to include it.
> Also remember to include your details at the end of your log
> e.g.,
> Captain Cropa Rojac
> Commanding Officer
> USS Chimera NX 96899-B
> -------------------------
> - Logging Guidelines
> -------------------------
> Logging:
> The weekly logging deadline is at Midnight (12:00AM/00:00) GMT/UTC (19:00 EST); all logs received after the deadline will be counted for the following week. If you are pressed for time and would like a log to count for the previous week, but it is sent after the deadline, please send an email to the command team when you send the log so that we can make the corrections.
> Please remember that all MAJOR plot changes need to be cleared with the command staff before a log goes through! You can do this by sending the command staff (chimera-command@ucip.org ) a log labeled with "Draft" tagged to the subject line. We'll typically let you know if it's approved within 24 to 48 hours, or tell you what might need to be modified before it's sent to the listserv.
> When using other characters in your logs, please keep in mind that person's characteristics. Character information can be found on the UCIP website or the USS Chimera website (under CREW - just click on the Star Trek symbol next to the character's name). If you're still unsure how to interact with a character, then privately mail the person
> involved, and I'm sure they'll be willing to help.
> Conversely, if you feel that your character is being portrayed incorrectly by someone please contact them to try to work out an agreeable solution. Just keep in mind when logging to treat other characters the way you'd like them to treat you - with the respect due to any member of Starfleet who is a specialist in their field.
> If you think your log may be going out of bounds, then please ask! If you are having problems finding things to write about or would just like some help with your log, please contact your department head or the command team. Remember, you don't always have to log about things relating to the main plot - logs that develop your character's
> personality are encouraged! We're eager to help if you're having trouble; just email the command team (chimera-command@ucip.org).
> -------------------------
> - Website News
> -------------------------
> Our website can be found at http://www.ucip.org/chimera/
> -------------------------
> - IRC
> -------------------------
> The Chimera and UCIP have many IRC Channels [ IRC.kdfs.net]:
> #USS-Chimera: Our own channel
> #Backroom: The UCIP's OOC Channel
> #Ten-Forward: The UCIP's IC Channel, where players of different SIMs can mingle IC.
> =======================================================================
> =/\= CREW ROSTER/ON REPORT/REMOVALS/LOGGING HISTORY =/\=
> =======================================================================
> New Cadets are given two (2) weeks upon joining to observe the sim. After the initial observation period, Cadets and other crew are required to post at least one log per week (unless on excused or on LOA).
> Promotion is based upon quality and regularity of logging, among other
> factors All promotions after Lieutenant Commander require review and
> approval by Starfleet Command. For a complete breakdown of the promotion policy, please visit the Chimera's website.
> -------------------------
> - Crew Roster
> -------------------------
> Calendar Month: Sep 2009
>
> ---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+
> Nick                 |
>
> ---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+
>
> NICK
>
> 327
> 328
> 329
> 330
>
> Rojac
>
> 2 414
>
> Ixus111 3
>
> BrenL LLL
>
> Aza233 5
>
> Gutz E1E3
>
> JessLE2 1
>
> Jass LLLL
>
> Mumacik11 EE
>
> Rangi 4242
>
> Butch42 30
>
> Frankie 2173
>
> Cortez
> 21 11
>
> Aurora
> BBB B
>
> RikD DD D
>
> JerD DD D
>
> MikeE 101
>
> SarasiNB 73
>
>
>
> ---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+
> TOTALS               |
> ---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+
> Total Logs1817 2926
>
> Total Crew Logs141525 22
>
> Total NPC Logs4024 4
>
> Total Guest Logs0000
>
> Weekly Log Count98158
>
> Total Alpha Shift12131416
>
> Total Beta Shift202116
>
> Total Crew Members14141414
>
>
> ---------------------+---------------------+------+---+---+---+
> Excused2121
>
> Unexcused 0011
>
> On Leave3 222
>
> Resigned00 00
>
> Dropped200 0
>
> New Crew0000
>
> Guests0000
>
>
> ---------------------+---------------------+----+---+---+---+---+
> Legend
> Excused    = E
> Unexcused  = 0
> On Leave   = L
> Resigned   = R
> New Crew   = N
> Beta shift = B
> N/A        = -
> For realtime updates on the weekly log count and crew records visit http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=pR3cNAi2l3XB3nsvl3oq3fQ.
> -------------------------
> - On Report
> -------------------------
> Any officer who is Absent Without Leave (0) for two or more consecutive
> weeks is considered "On Report." Crewmen on report should email the command staff immediately to explain their absence (too much to do in RL is a fine excuse) and say when they anticipate being able to log again in the future.
> The following crewmen are on report:
>
>
>
> none.
> -------------------------
> - Removals/Resignations
> -------------------------
> The following crew have either resigned or have been dropped due to lack of activity. If they would like a position on the USS Chimera, they will need to reapply.
>
>
> Rik
>
> Jer
>
> Sarasi
>
> Terek
>
> ==============================================
> LOGGING HISTORY (Total Logs)
> Monthly (*=10 logs )
> Jan_09 *******************
> Feb_09 ****************
> Mar_09 *********
>
> Apr_09 *************
>
> May_09 *******
> Jun_09 *******
> Jul_09 *******
> Aug_09 **********************
> Sep_09 ***********
> Oct_09 *************
> Nov_09 *********
>
>
>
>
> Weekly (* = 2 logs)
> Calendar Year: 2409
> Jan[03] *********
> Jan[10] ***************************
> Jan[17] **********************
> Jan[24] ****************
> Jan[31] *************************
> Feb[07] *******************
> Feb[14] ********************
>
> Feb[21] *****************
> Feb[28] ******************
> Mar[07] ****************
> Mar[14] ***************
>
> Mar[21] *********
>
> Mar[28] ***************
>
> Apr[04] *********
>
> Apr[11] **********************
>
> Apr[19] *************
>
> Apr[25] *************
>
> May[02] *************
>
> May[09] ************
>
> May[17] *******
>
> May[23] **********
> May[30] ***********
> Jun[06] ********
> Jun[13] **********
> Jun[20] *********
> Jun[27] *********
> Jul[04] *******
> Jul[11] ********
> Jul[25] ***********
> Aug[01] ***************************
> Aug[08] ****************************
> Aug[15] ****************************
> Aug[22] ****************
> Aug[30] *******************
> Sep[05] ************
> Sep[12] ***************
> Sep[19] *************
> Sep[26] ***************
> Oct[03] ****************
> Oct[10] **************
> Oct[17] **********************
> Oct[24] *******
> Oct[31] *********
> Nov[07] *********
> Nov[14] ********
> Nov[21] **************
> Nov[28] *************
> -----------------------------------------------------------------------
> ==============================================
> =/\= Report Terminates =/\=
> ==============================================
> Captain Cropa Rojac
> Commanding Officer USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
> (OOC: Game Master)
> E-mail: crizoft@gmail.com
>
> Erassian Major Scott Walters
>
> Executive Officer USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
>
> (OOC: Deputy Game Master)
>
> E-mail: erassianalliance@googlemail.com
>
> Captain Bren Ohmsford
> Engineering/Science Advisor SSF 1TF
>
> (OOC: Voting Member)
>
> E-mail : ohmsford83@gmail.com
>
> Commander Rangi Summers
> 1st Taskforce Medical Advisor
> SSF First Taskforce Command
>
> (OOC: Voting Member)
>
> E-mail : rangi.summers@mojwap.sk
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> Rear Admiral Shane Guzman
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> Commanding Officer SB 234:UNITY and SSF 1TF
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> (OOC: Voting Member)
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> E-mail: shane.guzman@mojwap.sk

[USS Chimera] SD: 240912.01 Joint Personal Log Cpt.Trent Rodgers & Lt.MaiKai Rodgers

 

=Main Sickbay=
=Starbase UNITY=
 
After helping MaiKai into sickbay, Trent took a seat in the waiting room. As Trent wondered how Mai was doing, he found himself a bit nervous and was surprised by this. He rarely talked to her whenever he visited Rick, which were rare occasions. He just didn't have much to say to his sister-in-law to have a conversation with her.
 
Now, though, he was concerned about her well-being and pissed that Rick wasn't here. During the past couple of hours, no one had bothered to tell him anything.
 
'Damn it, I'm the XO around here. I can order someone to talk,' he thought to himself as he nervously waited.
 
A few minutes later, a nurse came up to Trent and told him that he could go in and see MaiKai. He followed the nurse to where she was laying.
 
"How are you feeling?" he asked, taking a seat next to her.
 
"Okay.." she tried to muster.  In all actuality she was feeling too many things at once to answer this question respectively.
 
"What did they say?" he asked.
 
"The baby is definately coming soon. They're probably running around getting everything prepped," she was sweating profusely and felt a little dizzy.  She didn't want to worry, Trent.  She would just let a nurse or doctor know depending on who came in first.
 
"The Chimera arrived a few days ago. Ricky told me that your cousin was stationed there. Do you want me to get her?"
 
"No. I'll be fine," MaiKai really didn't want to trouble her cousin.  They had enough of a past she didn't want to trouble her on her rest and relaxation. Though she probably wouldn't mind..
 
"You sure?" Trent responded. "I mean, I'll be here as long as you need me, but she is a doctor and could be more helpful."
 
"Yeah.." she let her words linger. {{ Where is that nurse?!?! }}  Mai was starting to lose self-control which she had prized all her life.

Trent had a bad feeling that he was going to have to play the role of Rick here. The good thing is, Trent had more experience in this situation than Rick. Everything Trent had learned through Sarah's two pregnancies rose from his innermost thoughts. The breathing and coaching and the screaming. He was more prepared than Rick could ever be.

 

Just then a nurse approached. Trent intercepted her out of earshot from Mai.

 

"How soon?" Trent asked.

 

"Hours, perhaps. Maybe sooner," the nurse responded.

 

"Where is Doctor Summers?" Trent wanted the chief medical officer to be involved.

 

"She is unavailable at the moment."

 

"How 'unavailable'?"

 

"I can't say," the nurse answered.

 

"Has she at least been informed?" Trent asked.

 

"Yes."

 

"And?"

 

"She's busy at the moment, but she will do her best to be here. Now, please sir, I need to take a couple of readings before we can prep Doctor Rodgers."

 

Trent shook his head, allowing the nurse to do her job. He watched from a distance before seeking out the nearest comm link to somehow get word to his brother.

 

"Excuse me," Mai said through gritted teeth. She didn't mean to. Just the wave of pain she felt when she went to speak almost automatically shut her jaw tight for her.

 

The nurse whipped around, "Yes, Doctor".

 

"Ah, I thought for a moment YOU FORGOT I WAS HERE," Mai demanded an explanation.  She hated it when she got the talk-around.

 

"Dr. Rodgers, we are doing the best we can here," the nurse respectively replied with out batting an eye lash.

 

"Well, do you want to ummm ... I don't know ... TRY HARDER," Mai really was not in the mood for some curt, automatic replies  

 

The nurse just smiled politely and walked in the other direction.  They really were trying to do all things to prep for Mai since they weren't sure when she would be delivering.

 

= End Log =

 

Captain Trent Rodgers (npc by Rick)
XO, 1st TF, SSF Command
XO, SB 234: UNITY

 

&

 

Lieutenant MaiKai Rodgers

Doctor of Pediatrics

SB 234: UNITY