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Post by paulfranklin on Feb 10, 2006 0:43:45 GMT
The corridor lighting was dimmed when a tall man, middle-aged, stepped through the airlock. Wearing wide, comfortable clothing, Paul Franklin had finally arrived at his destination. Standard guest quarters, they called it. While bigger than most quarters he had encountered in Starfleet, Franklin still had trouble cramming all containers, suitcases and other package material into the bedroom, even while all biological materials he brought along were away in quarantine. Appearently, all these years of research had provided him with slightly too much luggage for him to take along.
Franklin grinned, his staff back at the Daystrom Institute had declared him rather crazy for leaving the prestigeous post. Prestigeous, prestigeous, Franklin was sure that just about any post at the Institute were regarded as prestigeous. And it wasn't much more than a desk job either. Even his prior tenure as Instructor at the Academy was more interesting, despite getting caught up in a hostile situation (with one of his cadets joining the Maquis remnant). Not much research there either, but at least he saw some action.
And now the Tiger Shark. Word had it that the Tiger Shark was not due to return in quite a while, and any mission details were carefully avoided (or blatantly, when asking Admiral Wang). But Franklin couldn't care less, as long as he was away from Earth, where tediousness was a constant threat. And after hearing that the Tiger Shark was the ship most in need of a physician like himself, signing up was an easy step to take.
About the only accessible files regarding the Tiger Shark were the recent transfers. Except for a promising Assistant Security Chief transferring to Mars and a few Ensigns on their way up the career ladder, noone was really leaving. The transfers to the ship were much more interesting. A new Senior Marine, a new Chief Engineer, several assistants and a new cargo bay supervisor. And himself of course.
Checking to see when they would arrive, Franklin sat back and had no idea what the Tiger Shark really was doing.
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Post by methos on Feb 10, 2006 14:35:30 GMT
Methos and Crystal were both awake now, seeing as how they were minutes away from the Assailant.
=/\=Assailant, this is the shuttle New Castle. Requesting, clearance to dock=/\=
=/\=Shuttle New Castle, Clearance granted. Welcome to Star Base Assailant=/\=
The shuttle pilot began to go through pre-docking procedures. Minutes later they were docked and allowed to leave the shuttle.
As they grabbed their bags and left the shuttle bay, they found that a Lt. was waiting for them. He came up to them and introduced himself.
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"I am Lt. Methos and this," Methos said as he gestured to Crystal, "is Lt. Crystal Shinsei. My Marines will be showing up in the Next two days or so. Have you by chance explored the Star Base yet? We are hungry and need to find our quarters."
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Post by paulfranklin on Feb 15, 2006 0:27:11 GMT
Franklin noticed that the two officers looked rather much like the pictures of the transferring officers, from which he concluded he was at the right airlock. With a friendly smile, he extended his hand, which the marine Lieutenant (called Methos, if Franklin remembered correctly), took. "Paul Franklin, the new CMO."
Aha! I did remember correctly, Franklin thought.
With the same friendly smile still on his face, Franklin greeted Lt. Shinsei as well. "Hungry eh? I haven't had a chance to visit yet, but I read there is a wide variety of restaurants somewhere. As usual, my map reading skills are terrible, so I have no idea where it is, but we'll find eventually." Franklin's laugh was short and slighly timid, which one wouldn't expect at a person as blabbering as the doctor. "Anyway, your quarters are right along this way, I believe."
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Post by methos on Feb 15, 2006 10:35:34 GMT
"Lead the way, Doc." Methos said. After they got to his quarters and Methos dropped his gear down, They left to go to the prominade to get something to eat.
Once there, they stopped at a relativly quiet resturaunt. "THis looks like a good spot," Methos suggested.
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As the two officers ordered something to eat, a Lt wearing Engineer's colors came in. Methos motioned him over. "Hello, I am Methos the new SMO on the TIger Shark, this is Dr. Franklin the CMO of the Tiger Shark, and you would be?"
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OCC: BTW Crystal is no longer going to be simming on the TS and I am going to be going on LOA from around the 24th of Feb, to an unknown date. SHould be back on around the 7th Mar...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2006 16:49:54 GMT
Max stared at the Padd. "You want me to what?" He asked, stunned. "These are the crewmembers that are to join if... I mean when she returns." Commander FC Kyle said. "And I am the one to... do what exactly?" He asked. "Well I see no reason why you should all be getting extre shoreleave, at least this way you will be doing something useful." "So you want me to hunt down Commander Dowding? Surely KezTrek and the Sekhmet, as well as the other two Starships dispatched to find him, is enough?" Kyle paused. "How would you know about that?" He asked sternly. "I'm kept informed." He replied coyly. Kyle glared at him and then continued. "I will contact the new crew and inform that they are to meet you in Research Lab 24 tomorrow morning, 0900. You have until tomorrow to do what you wish." Max grinned. "Why thank you Sir." He said. "I may just take you up on that." And with that he rose to his feet and left the small, cramped Office, heading towards his quarters to pick up his security clearance and fresh uniform. Since he had arrived on Assailant three days ago, he had been closely watched. Command probably believed he was in contact with Luke... He wished he was in contact with Luke, in fact he still wasn't entirely over the fact that Luke had gone off without him. "Leaving your best mate behind... I mean seriously..." He muttered to himself, getting a few strange looks from the passers by. He had spent his last day and a half on Bellicose being questionned, in the least forceful way possible. The Intel Officer had been warned not to use force but could use any other methods possible. That included sensory deprivation... something that Max had not enjoyed one bit, and something that he would be raising... in the right time. He arrived at his quarters and was surprised to see the lack of Security Guards. He guessed they had finally clued on that he had nothing to hide, that's probably why he was given his Security pass back. A foolish choice in his opinion, of course he was going to do everything he could to find Luke and the Tiger Shark... but he most certainly was not going to report back to Starfleet, or Kyle. That man annoyed him intensely. With a fresh unifrom and pass in hand he exited his quarters and headed to Research Lab 24, he wanted to get in some work done before the eager beavers arrived... Off:
Welcome new crew! I am Lieutenant Commander Max Bower, One of the best pilots on the Tiger Shark and the most talented Astrometrics Technician you will ever meet! Lets get you guys involved in the current mission a bit shall we? Feel free to post from the next day, I hear Commander Dowding wants to see what you can do!!
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Post by methos on Feb 21, 2006 17:57:10 GMT
Methos had gotten the word from Commander Kyle last night. He was to meet a Commander Bower in the Research Lab 24 at 0900 this morning. It was now just past 0730 and Methos wanted to get something to eat before he went to the Lab.
Methos left his quarters at 0745 and made his way to the main mess hall. He sat there reading a PADD with a personal letter from home and eating his breakfast. At about 0830 he had finshed both of them. He got up and left the mess hall. He walked with a purpose, becasue he didn't want to be late. He was rounding the courner to the Lab at 0845 when he was joined by Dr Franklin.
"Good Morning, Dr. How was your night?" Methos said as they kept walking.
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Methos wasn't really listen to the Doctor, he was too focused on the Lab doors ahead of them. As they reached the door, Methos asked, "Before we go in, what do you think this is about?"
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Satisfied with his answer, Methos lead the way into the Lab. There was only one person in the room at the moment. He was wearing a red uniform, Methos guess he was either Command or Navigation.
"Commander Bower?" Methos asked. When he nodded, Methos continued, "Sir, I am 1st Lt Methos, and this is Dr. Franklin. Am I to assume that we are going to help find the Tiger Shark?"
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OFF: Are we going to continue posting here, or do you want to jump to the TS threads?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2006 15:30:23 GMT
Off: Continue to post here on the TS thread, it makes no odds! ;D
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2006 10:18:11 GMT
Max was on his fourth consecutive cup of Coffee. He had been in the Research Lab since about 2300 the night before, it was now 0856. He wasn't feeling particularly tired, the Coffee was more of a comfort thing, the smell reminded him of being back at the Academy and sitting in the Old Costa Coffee House with his friends, just watching the world go buy while listening to 21st Century Earth music. There was only one word to describe that. Perfection.
Max looked up when the Lab doors hissed open and was glad to see two youngish looking Officers walk through them.
"Commander Bower?" Methos asked. When he nodded, Methos continued, "Sir, I am 1st Lt Methos, and this is Dr. Franklin. Am I to assume that we are going to help find the Tiger Shark?"
Max nodded. "Yes indeedy, we need to bring that gal home coz Im missing her." He said, a grin plastered across his face. "I am Lieutenant Commander Bower, one of the best Pilots you will ever meet." He said winking. "And now to business." He paused and stared at the new CMO. "I'm glad we've finally got a new Organic doctor, the EMH was starting to get on my nerves. You can start by accessing the Senior Staffs medical files and bringing up the scans they received when they arrived at Bellicose, look for any irregularities the Doctors over there may have missed."
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"Excellent, well get to it then." Max replied. He didn't think the CMO would find anything, Luke knew they were all in perfect health, but he wanted to make this investigation draw on as long as possible. He figure Luke and the others would need all the time they could get.
"Lt. Methos, I would like you to analyse the sensor data the Sekhmet sent back. It's incomplete but I am sure you will be able to tell me something of use, like where the Tiger Shark was last heading."
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"Very well, use Console 12. I am going to go and get some Brekkie. Anyone want anything?"
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Max left with the orders and smiled to himself. He loved being the Boss...
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Post by methos on Feb 23, 2006 18:12:35 GMT
"Yes, sir. I am not overly familiar with sensor readings, never had much to do with them. But I will do my best," Methos replied.
"Just something to munch on, I am not vety hungery," Methos said to Max.
After Max left, Methos went to Console 12. The latest scans told Methos that the Tiger Shark was headed towards a Planet called Sinti. Methos had never heard of that planet, but he continued to search the scans for any sign of the Intentions of whoever was on the Tiger Shark.
Half an hour later, Max returned with some food.
Methos took what Max Offered and said, "Sir, according to the latest scans from the Sekhmet show the Tiger Shark headed towards a couple M Class Planets, but the only one that was in a direct line of it's last course is a Planet called Sinti. Do you know anything about that planet?"
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Post by paulfranklin on Mar 1, 2006 0:09:49 GMT
OFF: Finally, a major back-post. I'm sorry for the delay, I was ill, and had some unforseen circumstances afterwards. This is a tag-answering post, I'll be posting more rather soon IC: With a slightly tired smile, Franklin greeted Methos, who bumped into him near the lab. He had been reading up on several medical journals, something which he wasn't able to do for too long a time. And since he couldn't sleep anyway, he thought it would be a good way to relax (though this method was always greeted with some surprise from friends and colleagues, who couldn't imagine). While walking towards the lab, Franklin explained to Methos how he had read that researchers were about to make astounishing break-throughs in positronic network development. Though the subject was technical in nature, the way a positronic network mimics humanoid brains makes it a suitable article for medical journals as well. Especially in Franklin's field, the neurosciences. Up until then, Methos hadn't interrupted and hadn't really answered as well. However, this did not prevent Franklin from keeping up the enthusiasm, as well as the conversation, until they were near the lab entrance. "It's possible that someone has read that I was on board, and has some interesting views in my field." Franklin said with an uncharacteristic display of self-importance. Then he noticed that Methos was obviously summoned as well, and Franklin returned to his own two feet quickly. "Presumably, since both of us are here, it may have something to do with the Tiger Shark, perhaps a briefing on the upcoming mission?" Methos nodded, and preceded Franklin into the lab, where there was a man in a red uniform. Appearently, they weren't here for scientific business at all. The man, sporting Commander pips looked up, while Methos started speaking. "The pleasure is most certainly all mine, how Starfleet could decide not to put a physician made out of flesh and blood on a starship, but a hologram instead, is beyond me. And seeing as going through the medical records is something any doctor should do, I'll be studying them in great detail." Franklin walked over to a console to download the files onto a PADD, while Bower and Methos spoke. "A grilled Iridian cheese sandwich please, with a piece of Tarkalean ham, and a raktajino?" The water was already collecting in Franklin's mouth while thinking of devouring his order, even while reading up on this medically quite interesting crew.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2006 10:53:54 GMT
Max sat munching on what remained of his breakfast. He was staring at a PADD but not really taking any of it in. He sighed and put the rest of the cold piece of toast down, brushing the crumbs off of his uniform.
"We're hitting dead ends." He said. "And I'm bored and to be perfectly honest I don't even want to find Luke. He had his reasons to up and leave and now we just have to wait and allow him to see this one through."
"Well it's good to know you think that Commander." Said a voice from the doorway.
"Ah Commander Kyle, how nice of you to join us..." Max said turning round. "Toast?" He asked pointing to the half eating slice on the plate. Kyle chose to ignore him.
"You will be happy to know that the Tiger Shark has been found. The Sekhmet is in the process of securing her and the criminals..." Max coughed loudly, making a point as always. "Anyway..." Kyle continued. "You are free to enjoy a temporary shoreleave until the Tiger Shark gets into Dock, do with it as you will. Dismissed."
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