Random Perfect

I will be going as welll

I will be there :P

I just need to find a way from the airport to the Hotel, I thought the silly Hotels had service <_<

I am not sure if I am going to be able to make it I have spent more then normal amount of money on my sick cat.

Plus the plane ticket price has doubled! Unless anyone needs a roomie, I donno if I will have the funds.. unless OT comes my way.

-T

Presley's contemplations

Presley wasn't completely sure what was going on, he did know that everyone was very excited and that the last station they were at was different then all the others they had visited in the past. For one thing the people there were dressed in a similar uniform as his mother’s and the other Non-Klingon crewmen on the ship. At first everyone was very excited, then that grew to frustration, which turned into drinking… which was some what how things went on the ship, everything ended up with a good drink. Presley had had the luck of getting a few drinks in when his mom wasn't looking.

For some reason the mood on the ship had changed again once they left the station, all the Klingons were singing and in a very very good mood. All the others were very angry; he also noticed that his mom was acting a little crazier then normal. She had been staying up late at night and sending out numerous communications, which was odd in it self. She had never sent out any messages for as long as he could remember. Who was there to talk too really?! Everyone they knew was already on the ship.

Presley decided to ignore it, nothing ever changes on the ship. He knew that everything was going to go back to normal in a few days. That this was nothing to get worried about.

Random walked the decks of the Qob and felt the tears pour down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe they were being tossed out with no explanation at all. Why on Trill would they send *everyone* away, She should at least able to go back home to Trill. She was no citizen of Qo'noS, in fact the occasions her past hosts had been there they didn’t care for it, so she was pretty sure she was going to hate it too! Random entered her quarters, glances at Presley and then sat down at her desk. She needed to get help for Presley and herself, she decided to try speaking with people on Trill now since she hadn’t gotten any word back from the Federation or Starfleet.

To: Ambassador Odan

From: Random Perfect

Subject: Citizen Request

Star date: 1403.08

Director Odan, I am in desperate need of your help. I am an officer in Starfleet; I was originally posted to the U.S.S. Phantom Horizon. Due to circumstances during the battle above the planet Risa with a species I am not sure of, I was temporally placed on a near by Klingon vessel the IKC Qob, which coincidently holds the crew of the missing Federation ship the U.S.S. Lakota. From my understanding the Lakota was destroyed when both ships were transported to the Gamma Quadrant. It has taken a number of years to return to Federation space, but we have finally made it home.

Once we reached a Federation space station we were informed we were declared dead a few years ago. This didn’t seem like a problem until the Federation has refused to grant us access to our basic rights, we are still classified as dead last I was told and were told to head for Qo'noS. This doesn’t bother the Klingon Crewmen, but Starfleet officers would like to return home. This brings to me why I have written you.

I am in need of your help, as Ambassador of Trill I am begging you to help me return home, I am not only worried about myself, I have a son who has never stepped a foot on Trill. He needs to learn our culture and flush out any influence the Klingon’s have had on him. I also believe Trill would not want to abandon the symbiont Perfect on Qo’noS; the security of Perfect is at risk.

I will be waiting to hear back from you as soon as possible, We have yet to reach Qo'noS and I hope to not have to stay long.

Respectfully yours,

Random Perfect

it Looks like I will be going this year as well, I am Guessing that we are staying at the Embassy again? Also is their an Email listing out there yet or am I getting ahead of myself again ;)

Here is the Meatloaf Recipe I have been telling people I would post.

it's my Moms and makes 2 loaves, I freeze one for later

I also use ground chicken, but it's just as good with beef :o

Easy Pleasing Meatloaves

2lb Ground beef

1 Pkg (6oz) Stove top stuffing, any variety

1 cup water

2 Eggs, beaten

1/2 cup Kraft Original Barbecue Sauce, divided

MIX all ingredients except 1/4 cup of the barbecue sauce

SHAPE meat mixture into 2 oval loaves, side by side in a 13X9 inch baking dish. top with 1/4 cup of barbecue sauce.

BAKE at 375 for 35 minutes or until center is no longer pink

Random laid on her bed in the guest quarters of the space station and looked out the window and smiled… Home. The stars looked breath taking; it was as if she was seeing them for the first time. Knowing they were some what familiar stars made them that much better. Random glanced over at the communications console and hoped there was an answer to her message she had sent to the Stations Captain. She wasn’t sure if internal transmissions were being blocked as well but she figured it couldn’t hurt to try. She had sent another formal request to speak to the Captain in hopes of being able to send outside message sooner.

Random couldn’t stop smiling, she wanted to run around the station and scream out for all to hear her “home, home! I am home!” she also couldn’t wait to return to Trill. It had been years since she had been there and Presley had never been there. It was way over due for him to go there and learn who he really was, to cleanse him of that Klingon ship and the people on it.

The thought of being on Trill again made her tummy flutter with excitement. Her plan was to go home and not leave it for a very long time. To sit under the sun and get a very bad sunburn that will make her mother scowl at her. It was odd that she would want to return there; once she was joined she wanted nothing more then to be in space, to leave Trill and know what was out in the universe. She had taken the short cut to get out there taking a non-commission post as a Yeoman, it was meaningful work and it got her out there and taught her the finer points of what it took to for someone to command others. It also showed her that she never wanted to be that high in rank, it stunk. . It had been a life time since she had been here and the thought of this station stopping her from making outside calls was starting to get her pissed off. She had never heard of a lock down for people who were on leave… how was it leave if you were locked down?

Random glanced out her bedroom door at Presley’s; this whole mess was more unfair to him. He had never met his father and the male figures on the Qob were not her first choice in influencing him. He had spent way too much time with the Sons of Bch, either running from them, being picked on or what ever… He needed to be around Patrick and learn to be normal... Well as normal as he could be after everything that has happened.

After take a few deep breaths, she calmed down and tried to focus on the good. She needed to think of the joy of being home and being free. She leaned over and grabbed a PADD and wrote up her resignation. Not planning on returning to the Qob or the Lakota... If they made a new one or not. She wasn’t even if there was new one now floating around in space to replace the old one. She tossed the PADD on the floor when she finished and closed her eyes; if she slept then the time would pass quicker…

If that doesn't work, try uninstalling every version of Java that you have and then go to the Java site and download only the most recent version. Sometimes older versions of Java interfere with newer ones.

I seem to be having this problem to, I have uninstalled Java and reinstalled it. I seem to be having the problem only loging on through AOL. I have also updated AOL just incase... I can get in through IE but I still can't get in through AOL :P

Court room side bar

By Katie OClaire

& Random Perfect

Random sat in the court room and listened to Commander Quint cannibalize all the actions that had happened on the Hood during the last two missions. Nervously, she bounced her knee up and down as she listened. She could see out of the corner of her eye that Hans was just as worried. Random stilled her bouncing knee when she felt someone place their hand on it: "Relax" was whispered to her. Random looked to her left and saw Katie sitting next to her, "I can't... this is a mess. They are twisting everything that happened. I am also terrified that they are going to bring up that thing Hans and me did when this whole thing started." Random whispered back.

Katie took her hand in hers and, half trying to calm Random and half trying

to convince herself whispered, "We have nothing to worry about. I am sure this is all just a big show to make a point to the other Captains to keep in line. You know how the Brass can be. It's all razzle-dazzle. Gotta put on a show to make a point. Everything will be just fine." Random squeezed her hand and sighed, "I'm sorry I know freaking out isn't going to help anything."

Katie shook her head, "This will blow over. People have done far worse." She paused for a moment, looking around the court room in tense silence. She was nervous too, there was no denying it. “Look. I think those are the families of Ensigns Spears and Jolie here... they look really upset." She pointed across the room at the cluster of people crying and sniffling. "Maybe we should keep silent for now." She said thinking she wasn't helping Random's nerves by pointing that out. Katie patted Random’s hand and sat back, her mind wringing with agonizing questions. What would happen to them after all? They sat there in silence as Quint continued on with his damning oration.

Gossip from the Mess Hall

By Random Perfect &

Katie O’Claire

Random stood on line in the Mess Hall and listened to a group of people talk

about their theories on whose baby the Captain was having. Half of them

thought it was Commander Nak’s and the other thought it was a spawn from the

planet and had no real parents. That once the baby was born it would take

over the ship and everyone on it, like it did on the planet. Then there was

the weird guy from science night shift who thought that the baby was Admiral

Bethany’s and it was her clone placed here to get us all. His thoughts shut

everyone in line up for a while. Random tried to not comment on any of it,

she had no clue what happened and didn’t want to think about it until it was

too late. Out of sight out of mind, all she had to do is not go to the

Bridge.

When she finally got to her dinner and turned and looked for a place to sit,

not wanting to get stuck sitting with the gossip mongers or the weirdo’s.

She scooted passed their table as quickly as she could to the other side of

the room and noticed O’Claire sitting alone. She knew she was fairly

normally. She walked over to her table and smiled, “Mind if I join you?”

Katie had been reading through medical reports, trying to catch up from her

sabbatical. She liked knowing what was going on health-wise with as many

people as she could remember on the ship. From the files she had read thus

far there wasn’t anything that she needed be immediately on top of; just

the normal sniffles, bumps and cuts one would expect to find on any

starship. She glanced up when she heard someone talking her way. “What? Oh!”

She noticed the tray in Random’s hands, “Of course, please.” She quickly

began moving tablets and other medical paraphernalia that wasn’t really in

the way, off the table and onto the seat next to her.

Random sat down and smiled, “Thanks, unlike everyone else in the Mess

hall I know you’re not going to be whispering about the Captains’…

condition. I am not in the mood to hear their theories.”

Katie smiled, “Ha! Lucky you, you chose to dine with the one person on this

ship who is obligated NOT to talk about the captains condition! Wow. They

are not letting that drop are they? I have heard a ridiculous array of

stories... and frankly, they are getting down right silly now.”

“I think I started us talking about what I was trying to get away

from.” She giggled and then poked at her salad with a fork. “Let’s fix that,

SO how has sickbay been. Nothing exciting I hope?”

“Well, I've been away, so I am trying especially hard to catch up on all of

these exhilarating patient reports, but other then that Sickbay has been

blissfully boring the past few days. Engineering?” The Doctor asked back,

spearing a carrot from her own salad.

“Well, Kresh always has us busy, which isn’t a bad thing. It breaks

up the day and as long as I am far away from any wiring work I am at peace.”

Random smiled “Long story.”

Katie sipped her coffee slowly and thought for a moment, “I was thinking

about hitting the Rec room after dinner, care to join me? It’s really no fun

going alone.”

Random nodded, “Alright, but you know in the back of my head I am

thinking this is your way of making me work off those donuts.” She smiled.

Katie took another long sip from her mug before grinning over the rim. "

Wow. That would be hypocritical of me! It could be that I just need someone

to burn MY donuts off with!" She winked and settled back into her chair, the

reports forgotten for the moment.

Random laid on the floor of the cave in slight pain from what ever that thing had done to her, she kept her eyes closed and cursed Root in her head. She couldn’t help but blame him, this was his fault! He wanted to go in the cave, he didn’t bring security down with them, he left the better part of the crew behind on the other planet, and he... had a secret. Random decided that she was going to do everything in the universe to find out what that secret was and then watch him cry. She couldn’t wait for Kresh to get out of his funk and put everyone in their place… Now she had to get moving and figure a way out of this mess.

Happy Birthday Dac :P

R