Ellie O'Leary

Dollar Store Owner > I hope they make a sequel , such good clients ...

Before the beginning of an academy one of the GMs running the game is going to ask for you to send them a private message (PM) with either one or two choice of position you would like to play. And Voila! you'll be posted to the academy roaster. Cheers

Tee Hee...

Good for Spain! ( and for Pulpo Paul too! )

Science officers were usually portrayed as a “know-it-all” bunch, and it was generally a good assessment, but for the moment Ellie felt like a poor example of it. Dimensional weapons, aliens that could make themselves, and crewmembers, phase in and out, damage to the fabric of the universe and now the closes thing she had to a friend aboard had simply vanished. Samantha had been shifted to another dimension best-case scenario, and Ellie preferred to simply ignore the worst case one. The young scientist was lost. This mission was not the kind of thing the Academy had prepared her for. The answers she had for the Captain were noting but at best educated guesses; yes, the weapon’s discharges were causing damages to this region of space. Yes, it could very well turn out to be irreversible and permanent if the weapon was not put out of order soon. The other answers were pure conjectures; maybe the weapon was causing dimensional rifts. Maybe the transporter overloaded and transported Sam in one of those rifts. Maybe.Maybe.Maybe. Ellie ‘s fingers were flying furiously across the console, running by the computer different scenarios and analysis of the external sensors data. She knew Arcadia needed her crewmember back, or at the very least determine with all certainty what happened to their science officer.

Welcome Aboard!! :)

Welcome Aboard!

I must admit that I laughed a little this week when my 65 yrs old coworker told me he just purchased a Black Eyed Peas CD though :blink:

Ellie looked around the darkened alley feeling her heartbeat slowing down to its usual rhythm. The not-so-welcoming committee leader and his two henchmen were laying against the cold pavement, still out from being heavily stunned. Her eyes stopped for a moment on the large man who had been holding her minutes before, before she turned her attention to the commander. "Going through their pockets, searching them..." Ellie's skin crawled just thinking of going anywhere near one of these men again , even if they were unconscious, but he took a deep breath and walked over to the nearest thug, the big dark haired man that had been holding Katherine. After poking him with her foot, making sure he would not wake up, Ellie started going through the multiple pockets on the vest and pants the man was wearing. "No ID on this one," she said to Daena and Alces without looking at them. "Actually, the only thing he seems to be carrying is this," she added, holding up a small square of hard plastic-like material. Turning to show her superiors her find , she noticed that they were both holding a similar dark red square in their hands, having retrieved them from the two other men's garments. "Oh!" Ellie approached the chief science officer. "Any idea what it might be?" she asked, holding the square up to her eyes , trying to look through it. As she held it, the square suddenly started glowing, a dozen cryptic symbols appearing on it one by one. Puzzled, she looked at the similar piece of plastic being held by Daena; the same symbols were being inscribed onto it. " {ü╔ ↕ ▬ ╗ ╧ ╟ " From the corner of her eyes, Ellie could see the Alces's own square glowing a faint red, presumably being marked with the same obscure symbols. She observed the plastic shape and its markings for a moment. "It must be a communication device, a receiver of some sort. The symbols on it are not consistent with anything I observed on this moon since we transported. It could be anything..." The ensign ran her fingers over the shape , trying in vain to find if there was any button or mechanism she missed at first glance. She looked up to see Daena holding a tricorder over the small shape; Ellie waited for the results, her own tricorder having been smashed in one of her pathetic attempts to free herself from the big man's grip. Once again, her thoughts were brought back on the quasi-kidnapping as she asked her chief, "Anything...?" She stopped mid-sentence, a strange look on her face. Without a word, she ran back to the unconscious form that had been her captor, she lifted his sleeve to expose the skin where she had bit him while he had been distracted by the XO's sudden reappearance in the alley. The young science officer started motioning towards the two other officers, urging them to join her. As they arrived, she turned the man's limp wrist towards them, showing them the small tattoo on his skin, two very similar symbols to the ones still glowing on the three squares. Before any of them could say anything, the science tricorder in Daena's hand started chirping. Alces and Ellie turned their eyes on the Mithraen. She looked back at them "It's..." "...an address..." Ellie finished.

Name: Eleanor Aaden O'Leary (Ellie) Physical description : Specie: Human Gender: Female Age: 24 Height : 157 cm Weight : 53 kg Hair : Dark auburn, shoulder length . Eyes : 1 Brown , 1 Hazel Distinctive marks : freckles Family : Mother : Abigail– Starfleet scientist, PhD in biochemistry ( assigned to Starbase 117) Father : Aaron – Federation scientist, PhD in Molecular biology (living on Starbase 117) Brothers : Michael – Starfleet pilot ( assigned to the USS Nelligan ) Victor – civil engineer ( living in Johannesburg , South Africa ) Frederick – Pub/ hotel owner ( living in Dún Laoghaire, Ireland ) Background and psychological traits : Born on a space station by the Klingon border where her mother was stationed at the time, she grew up moving constantly between space stations, ships and her paternal grandparents home in Dún Laoghaire, Ireland. Ellie followed in her parents steps and studied applied sciences after completion of her basic training at Star Fleet academy . She holds a PhD in environmental science. She served for 2 years on the science vessel Nunavut before being assigned to the USS Arcadia. Ellie is a calm, soft spoken person , who can keep a cold head in stressful situations. She possesses a curious and methodical mind, always trying to learn more. Ellie is an easy going, hard working woman, who was taught to respect diversity and cherish heritage. Despite her usual quiet demeanor, she has been know to get very passionate about subjects close to her heart. Note : She despises her given name and insists on being called Ellie

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