Marionette
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Post by Marionette on Mar 3, 2012 0:43:51 GMT
"Yes, Commander Dan" she said dryly as she stepped forward into the tense fray, just in time to receive the face-punch meant for the catian officer.
A resounding ping was heard as bone impacted alloy, and her head jerked to the left, before slowly turning back to face the ferengi, who's beady eyes went wide with pain and he made a pathetic 'uhh uhh uhh uhh' sound like a Cerion horse-pig in heat, and cradling his hand as it turned shades of green and blu-urple.
Marionette then stated the obvious, with a totally deadpan face "You have broken your hand on my face, and will now require medical attention."
The matter of 'who cheated' at dam-jot was swiftly forgotten, as the ferengi was led off to sickbay by his friends/underlings, his purple hand now visibly swelling.....
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2012 1:03:11 GMT
Watching the Caitian offer storm off in annoyance and the Vulcan give a characteristic lack of reaction to the situation, Dan eyed his new acquaintance. "It is commendable how quickly and completely you defused the situation, Ensign. However, as an officer you need to remember that violence and/or injury is rarely the best solution to settle a dispute while on duty."
He looked closely at the impact point. "I trust you are undamaged? A Ferengi punch isn't much up against an android face."
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Marionette
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Dr. Soong's penchant for whimsical names seems to have no end.
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Post by Marionette on Mar 3, 2012 2:14:48 GMT
((ooc; seeing as how there isnt a tactical/cheif of security position aboard the Raven, i guess i shall go with Chief Navigation Officer.))
"Indeed. However, there was no violence on my part, as it was the Ferengi who decided to become uncivil of his own accord." picking up the dam-jot sticks, Marionette examined them, hefting their weights and scanning their surfaces with her mirrored eyes. "This one is heavier, and has the wrong screws in the dam-jot rod, which shows that it has been altered."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2012 20:22:14 GMT
(OOC: There is in fact a Security/Tactical position aboard the Raven, and its even open unless I'm mistaken. The choice however is yours as to what you're interested in)
"There's a fine line Ensign between..." He shook his head, giving up, as his point was not likely to be heard. "No matter. What's past is past."
He looked more closely at the rod. "Yes, I noticed the alterations. Slotted screws instead of triangular heads, which makes them much easier to remove and replace again. I'm an Engineer by training, you see."
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Marionette
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Dr. Soong's penchant for whimsical names seems to have no end.
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Post by Marionette on Mar 4, 2012 3:41:11 GMT
((OOC :: i cant decide.... fly the ship, or get to go on away-missions..... gahh XD. which is considered more important/active ?))
"Yes, I noticed the' alterations. Slotted screws instead of triangular heads, which makes them much easier to remove and replace again. I'm an Engineer by training, you see."
"Ah, i shall have to look up what i can of your file, Commander Dan." she said. It did not occur in her calculations, that such a comment might be considered socially rude to say, never mind actually looking at a superior officers file, or, whatever was there that wasn't classified above her rank.
In a moment of complete disconnect from the social blunder, she glanced at the altered dam-jot rod, and then asked 'What do i do with this?'
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2012 5:17:14 GMT
"Hmm...good question," Dan said, taking the dam-jot rod. "I don't feel it responsible thing to do to give it back to the Ferengi so that he can continue cheating with it. I suppose we could give it to the owner of the establishment and let them decide what should be done with it."
Dan approached the owner, rod in hand, and said, "The Ferengi that just left was found cheating with this altered dam-jot rod. I'll leave it to you to do with it what you will."
The owner inspected it for a moment, then promptly broke it into a few pieces and tossed in the garbage.
Returning to his new acquaintance, Dan said, "Well since I have a number of instances of command experience, my personnel file won't be much of something you can access, at least not the more interesting bits. But I'd be happy to tell you as much as you'd like to hear about my background. But I don't think I've even asked your name yet."
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Marionette
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Dr. Soong's penchant for whimsical names seems to have no end.
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Post by Marionette on Mar 5, 2012 21:30:51 GMT
"....But I don't think I've even asked your name yet." Indeed, she had failed to give her name in the moment of ending an impending fight. "Indeed you have not." she said, once again stating the obvious.
Correcting that, Marionette held out her hand and introduced herself "Greetings, I am Ensign Marionette. My most recent assignment was aboard the USS Phadrus." That sort of ghost-smile playing across her face again.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2012 3:39:26 GMT
"Pleasure to meet you," Dan said, shaking her hand. "I already know my name, of course. From what I remember of your personnel file, you just arrived on the Starbase and are awaiting assignment?"
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Marionette
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Post by Marionette on Mar 6, 2012 4:06:30 GMT
"Yes, i am. I have been aboard this station for 13 days, 6 hours, and 44 minutes. I calculate a 78.3 percent chance that i will be assigned to either the Raven or the Enzio, with an 82.6 chance that i will be a Tactical and/or Security officer." Marionette said very matter of factually.... also, she was still shaking his hand. Another social error, as handshakes weren't supposed to last more than a moment. "That is, of course, anticipating all possible vectors for margin of error."
Some officers at a nearby table were giggling at the accidental comedy skit playing out before their eyes.
((OOC; btw, yes i am a commander Data fan, and am hamming it up every so often. hee hee ^.^ ))
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2012 5:27:46 GMT
Dan shot the giggling officers a glare that quickly silenced them and suddenly made them very interested in their own fingernails.
"From what I know of the current needs among the Fleet, you're probably right," Dan said, smiling. "But, I just train them. I don't choose where they go. So what makes you interested in being a Security/Tactical Officer?"
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Marionette
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Post by Marionette on Mar 6, 2012 6:42:42 GMT
"It is the task to which thusfar i am most suited for, as well as unofficially experienced in." Marionette looked down and seemed to notice the over-continued handshake, and awkwardly let go of his hand.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2012 7:47:55 GMT
"Seems you are, in regards to being able to stand up to anything that might come your way, which will make you excellent for Security," Dan said, as he settled himself into a chair at a nearby table. "And the android brain will be a considerable asset when calculating the best course of action in a tactical situation."
His eyes half closed for a moment, and his left hand and forearm disappeared, his uniform sleeve collapsing onto itself in their sudden absence. He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a holographic emitter on the stub of his arm. "Forgive me, my hand and forearm are actually a hologram. It takes mental effort and I prefer to take a break from it when I don't need it."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2012 12:18:26 GMT
She dropped the medical kit on the table as she eyed Commander Trek over for a moment. “Every time there is a brawl in here you’re never too far away Dan.” She paused as she raised her eyebrows slightly. “I’m beginning to think you’re somewhat of a bad luck charm.”
She let out a deep sigh as she sat down. “Whichever of you broke the Ferengi’s hand owes me a drink, he whinged for about twenty minutes.” She looked to the Ensign and added. “Dan here takes a punch like a school girl so I am going to bet it was you.”
She bowed her head for a moment. “I am Doctor Kerry-Anne Kennedy, and I drink Vodka straight.” She pointed for the bar. “And don’t let them give you the watered down stuff either.”
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She looked to Dan and said. “Got your hands full I see.” She noticed his holographic hand was no longer there. “Hand as it were.” She furrowed her brow. “Your cadets always seem to find a way to keep me busy, Admiral Jackson’s cadets not a peep.”
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Marionette
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Dr. Soong's penchant for whimsical names seems to have no end.
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Post by Marionette on Mar 6, 2012 17:41:18 GMT
.... “Whichever of you broke the Ferengi’s hand owes me a drink, he whinged for about twenty minutes.” She looked to the Ensign and added. “Dan here takes a punch like a school girl so I am going to bet it was you.”
"That is correct. It is unfortunate that the Ferengi was excessively difficult about his injury." Marionette said.
the doctor bowed her head for a moment. “I am Doctor Kerry-Anne Kennedy, and I drink Vodka straight.” She pointed for the bar. “And don’t let them give you the watered down stuff either.”
Marionette then looked at Commander Dan "....and what will you be having, Commander Dan ?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 7, 2012 1:01:36 GMT
"Nothing for me, Ensign, thank you," Dan said to Marionette. Turning his attention to Kerry-Anne, he said, "And with a hide that's like sandpaper, I can take a punch pretty well, thank you very much. I practical have an exoskeleton. In fact, my evolutionary ancestors did have an exoskeleton! Mind you, I still can't take a punch as well as someone with a duranium face." He gestured over to Marionette.
"And as for my Cadets causing more trouble than the Section Admiral's Cadets did back when she was Commandant...well, just consider me job security, Doctor." Dan smiled.
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Marionette
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Post by Marionette on Mar 7, 2012 1:23:01 GMT
"Nothing for me, Ensign, thank you," Dan said.
Getting up from the table, Marionette went to the bar and ordered a chilled Vodka. Shortly after, she returned to the table, carrying a faceted glass of 120 proof vodka, a single ice cube in it, and a lemon wedge seated in the glass' edge.
Setting it in front of the doctor, Marionette spoke "One straight Vodka, 120 proof, as requested. Enjoy." and sat back down in her seat.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2012 21:31:58 GMT
"Indeed," Dan said, agreeing with Marionette. "Since apparently the good Doctor is not on duty. I am, so it'll have to wait. And I wouldn't want our new friend here to be feel bad, not being able to join us, lacking a digestive system."
"So Marionette, what was your assignment aboard the Phadrus? You said you're suited for Security/Tactical, but only unofficially experienced in it, so that would mean, I assume, that it wasn't your previous assignment?. What department were you in?"
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Marionette
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Post by Marionette on Mar 9, 2012 2:11:50 GMT
"My assignment aboard the Phadrus was originally at Astrometrics, in the Communications and Sensors Foyer. My department at the time was Operations, however, having demonstrated some ability to command, i was re-evaluated, and placed in charge of the Foyer later on. Also, as an android, i do not have emotions to feel bad about not having a digestive apparatus." Marionette said, in her matter-of-factually way.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2012 7:01:56 GMT
"I stand corrected," Dan said smiling, regarding her lack of emotion regarding her lack of digestive tract. "So you were a Science Officer, then? So why the change to Security/Tactical? Seeking additional experiences, perhaps?"
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Marionette
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Post by Marionette on Mar 11, 2012 4:29:32 GMT
"So you were a Science Officer, then? So why the change to Security/Tactical? Seeking additional experiences, perhaps?"
"Correct. I endeavor to eventually experience all things. For lack of a more apt phrase, i para-phrase the fictional Pinocchio in that, 'i wish to be a real girl'. " Marionette said, that ghost-smile flashing across her face again.
She might not have 'emotions' per se', but the concept of her various aspirations did warm her circuitry abit more than usual, ensuring better electron flow.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2012 5:56:23 GMT
"Well then, Starfleet will certainly help give you a wide variety of experiences. And many of them you be something you would never have anticipated. Take me, for instance. I joined Starfleet to be a simple engineer on a starship. By that point I'd already had my fill of war and Command serving among my own people."
He paused to tug his sleeve back over his emitter after it had slid down over it. "But in the time I've served so far, I've been a Chief Engineer, a First Officer on two starships, temporary Commanding Officer on one of them, Director of a Shipyard, a Chief Science Officer, and now I'm Commandant of the Academy. I never know what to expect next. I've even lost my arm and had it replaced by a hologram, as I've already mentioned."
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Marionette
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Dr. Soong's penchant for whimsical names seems to have no end.
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Post by Marionette on Mar 18, 2012 9:34:03 GMT
Just then, a waiter came by and set a drink in front of Marionette. The waiter spoke, his scott-irish accent giving his words a sort of sing-song effect. " This is from the Klingon at the end of thae bar... I think she fancies yah." The drink inside was blue-green with red swirls, and a sprinkle of white ontop, and it smelled like some sort of medicine. Error. Marionette asked the waiter " She ?" as an eyebrow quirked up ever so slightly. " Yep, her right there." images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20051008060430/memoryalpha/en/images/2/20/BukaH.jpg and pointed out Ulkah, Daughter of Kotol, lieutenant of the trading vessel Ulkmpol. Seeing Marionette look at her, Ulka raised her glass in salute to Marionette. " Please inform the klingon woman, that although her gesture of interest is commendable, i am an android, and therefore do not have a digestive apparatus, thus i cannot eat or drink." " Ah See..... Well, its rather unfortunate, Korsican Twisters aren't tah be missed." The waiter walked off to deliver the message. Right then, her communicator chirped. =/\= Ensign Marionette, your transfer orders have arrived. Please come by the Ops Station to pick them up. =/\= Gracefully tapping her comm-badge, she replied =/\= On my way, sir =/\= She then looked at Commander Dan " It was nice to talk with you, Commander Dan.", slid the drink to him, and then left.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2012 20:38:04 GMT
As Zach walked off his transport he was amazed at how busy this base was, he expected it to have some activity as it was the centre of an entire area’s fleet but still the hustle and bustle of the base made Zach feel like he was just arriving at the Academy again. Having left Earth only a few days ago on orders to report to Star Base 47 he wondered what his first assignment would be, the instructor that had given him his orders had been unable to say what he was being assigned to let alone what he would be doing.
Walking off towards what he took to be the main section of the base Zach looked around at the many people that called this base home, Zach enjoyed watching people and especially more so now than before. Zach found one of the bars near to the Academy level, even the fact they had an entire level devoted to the academy made Zach wonder why he had never been to this base before, ordering a random clean drink he walked over to one of the tables with a view out into space. Zach enjoyed looking at people but right now, after such a long trip and after a rough day he felt the need to just look out at the stars.
Zach gazed out without any thought about time or who was around him, Zach still felt his hands were wet and while he knew they were clean the image of blood always remained. Zach was brought out of his thoughts by someone tapping his shoulder.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2012 23:27:24 GMT
(OOC: Welcome, Mr. McCluskey! If you would take a few moments to post on our Reporting thread, indicating what position you'd be interested in, that would be appreciated.) Quietly enjoying a glass of fruit juice, Dan sat at a table over against the wall, tapping away at a PADD in front of him as he handled some paperwork for the Academy. Periodically he would glance up from his work to watch the other occupants. He got frequent complaints from his Adjutant regarding his infrequent presence in his office, who sarcastically referred to the bar as Dan's unofficial office. He looked up to see one particular new face who had made his way over to a window seat and was staring out of it. Dan walked over and tapped the young man on the shoulder. "974,391," Dan said, then took a seat across from the young man. "It's the number of stars visible to the naked eye from this Starbase. Trying to spot your home among them?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2012 12:05:44 GMT
Zack looked around and as he listened to the strange man that had broken his train of thought he responded to the question “No, I do not believe my home is even visible from this far. I just find looking out into the stars calming, it is always reassuring to see something both capable of giving life and taking it, something that kills you not because it wants to but simply because it does†Zack realised not only has he just voiced his musing but had now noted the ranks on the man’s collar. “Sorry Commander, I guess I let my mind wander a little too freely†<Tag Dan> “I am just waiting here for my assignment to come through, I was ordered here but now I am at a lose until I get new orders†No sooner had Zack said this, when his communicator came to life =/\= Ensign McCluskey, Please report to docking port 3 and report to the USS Enzio for your new orders =/\= Zack looked at the Commander before responding “I can confirm receipt of your message, I will be on route momentarilyâ€. Zack stood up before offering his hand, “My name is Zack McCluskey, it was good to meet you Commander but I guess I should get going if you wouldn’t mind pointing me in the right direction†<Tag Dan> “Thank you sir, hopefully I will get to meet you with a little more time†Zack then went running towards Docking port 3 and to his first true assignment. (OOC: Sorry for the quick posting and leaving, the PO is very efficient )
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