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  1. M.A.S.H.
  2. There's so much that could be said about that...
  3. nails
  4. After calc, a fouth of the class all gets into THE most scary, wiggly old elevator on campus... and one day the guys were putting distance between themselves and a girl and I. I told the closest him I wouldn't bite... hard, anyways. Now he avoids the elevator. :rolleyes: Hehe... going to try some of those ideas tomorrow after class...
  5. nasty boy
  6. library
  7. Crispin sat down at the table and looked at Elaine. “Well, Elaine, you should try the Hardin. It's a lot like Mince Pie, but do not ask what meat they use. Me, I have not the stomach to ask. Pun intended.” Elaine was sitting across from Crispin wearing a sundress and smiling. “Alright, I think I shall. What do you plan on having?” “The Hardin. To tell you the truth, it is like the only thing I have eaten here that I can find anywhere delightful in taste.” Wanting to keep the conversation light, Juhdia added, “So, you look lovely. How has your day been?" She nodded at the compliment, “My day has been okay, but it is getting better... I'm getting to eat lunch with someone whose company I enjoy.” She smiled sweetly. Crispin smiled back, “Why Doctor, I do think you are flirting with me.” He gave her a sly wink. Elaine tugged on her ear, still smiling, “And how are you today?” "Ah, yeah, well, what can I say? Better too, now that I am with you.” Elaine leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. “And what have they had you off doing here? Taking tours as well, I suppose.” “No, we have been helping them with their Aqua-Gation System. Funny, but for a race that is advanced enough to travel the stars, they have left other more vital areas of their home world sorely in need of repair and advancement." “Well I must say that sounds more interesting than what we've been doing. I think we've seen everywhere inside of their main research facility, including the broom closets. They are quite large, lots of wonderful work being done... but not much to see, really. I am referring to the facilities of course, and not the broom closets.” “Sounds like this whole thing is a dog and pony show. Have you spoken with anyone else about what you have seen and what they have seen?” Elaine shrugged, “My team has sent their reports in like we're supposed to, but we've not had much contact with the other teams, no. Why do you ask?” Crispin mused, “It's just I find it odd, that they only have been showing us the icing, but not the bunt of the cake. You’re seeing everything, except for what really counts as an evaluation of their medical technology, and me and my people only being shown the outer workings of the Aqua-Gation System. I wonder what Brian and the rest have seen. I am going to have a word with him about this and...” Elaine ran a finger along his hand. “Do you really suspect them of something dreadful?” “…well, I had an incident with one of the Surma.” She looked up from his hand, “What kind of incident?” “I was being followed, and I am sure he was not there to make sure I did not get hurt or lost. Does a person that is watching you to protect you hide in the shadows? Well, I kinda grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against a wall.” Elaine squeezed Crispin's hand, “You did what?!” “I was defending myself, I thought he was going to attack me. I have not lived this long without learning a few things about people, no matter what race they are. And these Surma are up to something. Just have one of your people wander off and see what happens.” Crispin rested his other hand on Elaine's hand to ease her. “I really don't know if that's the wisest position to put one of my people. I would rather do it myself than send one of them.” Elaine relaxed her grip and just brushed his hand with her thumb. "I do not want you risking your life. Have EJ do it." Elaine laughed, “Please don't ask me to do that. Understand that I would rather risk my own life than live with the guilt that I put someone in a situation that was anything less than safe for them.” “Okay, then have one of those nameless crewmen you have scuttling about in sick bay. But seriously, I would rather you not be put in danger. But then again, I could be wrong. And again, how could I stop you." Elaine brought his hand up to her face and held it there. “I promise I'll be careful...” She grinned impishly. “I cannot resist that face. Also, you outrank me, Commander.” “Ah yes... and what is it you always tell me?” Elaine spoke in a mock deep voice, “Don't talk work, we're here to relax.” Then in her normal sweet voice again, “So relax for a bit, Old Man. It looks like our food is here.” She kissed his hand before sitting it down. “Yes ma'am.”
  8. ::gives him a special birthday lollypop:: Happy Birthday Goob.
  9. tornado
  10. catfish
  11. Crispin checked on Elaine's location and once he found she was not in her quarters he made his way there. With being on a new ship and still learning all the security clearance codes, he used some old fashioned engineer know how to break in. Once in he made his way to her bedroom and left a large box on her bed, with a note. “Meet me in the Holodeck. P.S.; bring ice skates” Elaine had already had quite a day. As she made her way to her quarters she thought about her patients, poor stir-crazy lads that some of them were. And her new Ensign, Eaglet or something like that, that she still needed to get to know better. And finally, the fact that they were on the Morningstar instead of the Excalibur, which was making paperwork a greater deal more difficult than usual. She let out an overly dramatic sigh and entered her quarters. The first thing she noticed was a box. A box? That had not been there when she had last left this room. She quickly opened it while reading the note, wondering what this mass of black cloth could be… Not too long later Elaine headed towards the Holodeck wearing a black dress and a pair of boots, the skates slung over one shoulder. Crispin stood waiting at the Holodeck, he looked at his pocket watch, “Hmm, where is she?” Elaine came up behind him and gave him a tap on his shoulder. “Hello,” she said with a smile. Crispin turned to Elaine, and in a stern and harsh tone, “You're late.” He then smiled and hugged Elaine, being overjoyed to see her again. Elaine stiffened at first, but then hugged him back. “You had me worried there for a moment. I was sure I had given myself enough time to get here.” She pulled back gently. “Glad to see you again, Old Man.” “Ah, I was so worried about you. Now, I have been working the last two days straight and needed some R&R. And with what happened to you, I thought you could use some as well.” He paused for a moment, then added, “Old man, why... Oh wait, you are right.” Crispin extended his arm to Elaine, “Shall we?” Elaine wrapped her arm around his, “We shall.” Crispin pressed the button and the doors opened, revealing inside not the steely walls of the Holodeck, but a lush wintry field, and in the distance was a fair. “I hope you know how to Ice Skate.” “It has been a while since I skated last... hopefully I won't require a trip to my own sickbay by the end of today.” “I will not let that happen. This is time for you to get over the worries of late.” As the two entered, the door and the outside world disappeared. Now it was only the two and the holographic people and animals. Elaine grinned, “Smell is close enough to snowy. You know, I didn't experience the real thing until I was thirteen-years-old?” “I remember my first snow like it was yesterday. Okay, no I do not, but I remember this. New England 1903, lovely year.” Crispin eyed Elaine, “And might I add you look lovely as well. I hope it fits.” Elaine nodded, “Thank you, it fits perfectly. And you look quite dashing yourself.” She looked down at her dress. “It’s almost as though you asked one of my nurses for the correct measurements.” She smirked then nudged him. “No, I hacked the computer for your personal file.” Elaine laughed, “I wouldn't put it past you.” Crispin thought to himself how much he feared that he would never see that smile again, but was thankful that he could now gaze upon it. And her. “Thank you, but this old thing. I put this on when I do not care what I look like.” Crispin smiled. “And, for your information, no this is not an original. I replicated it from an old photo of myself. Ah, the band is playing shall we go for a listen?” “Yes, lets.” Elaine lifted up a foot slightly as they walked along. “These however are originals. I'm ever so pleased the made it through whatever happened to the ship, for my aunt would have killed me if...” She paused to note the irony of the statement. “Well, she would not have been very pleased if they'd been damaged, it took her a long time to find them.” “Oh, well, then I shall be the perfect gentleman and make sure my lovely escort does not get her attire damaged.” Elaine gave his arm a squeeze, “You'll spoil me.” Crispin lead Elaine to the court yard, then an usher lead them to their seats. “I try.” Elaine took her seat and crossed her legs, “Do you know the song they're playing?” “Yes, Beethoven's third. I helped him write this very piece.” Elaine smirked, rolling her eyes a bit. “Are you the serious type who will want to listen to it in utter silence, or can I ask you how you've been?” “Let's listen, no talking, this is about relaxing. And by the looks of you, you need it.” Elaine nodded, “If I fall asleep though, do forgive me...” She leaned on his shoulder facing towards the band. Crispin took her hand, “Shh.” He smiled as she laid her head on his shoulder The two sat quietly listening to the performance. Crispin listened to the music, waxing about how much of the music they played was actually written by him. After the band finished Crispin lead Elaine to the iced over pond. “How about we give those skates a go?” “Alright, but you may have to help me a bit... these boots were murder trying to get on, and getting them off again could be even more difficult.” “Well, might I add, I am a pro at taking off women's...” Crispin smiled sheepishly. “Yes.” He put his skates on and stepped onto the pond. Elaine found a bench near the ponds edge and sits down. “If you can reach this foot I'll work on my left one while you work on getting the right boot off.” She stuck her right leg straight out. “Try not to accidentally tug me off the bench.” She winked. “Certainly my lady, but I can do them both.” With delicate care Crispin undid the laces of the boots and slides them off Elaine. Elaine stuck her chin out, “I'm not completely helpless... but alright...” She watched him take her boots off, handing him her skates to put on. At first, having him do something for her so simple as to take her shoes off made her feel uncomfortable. She found though that she seemed to be enjoying it, and at thought she blushed. “Oh, you have such dainty feet.” Crispin took the skates and brushed her heel when putting them on, lacing them firmly, but not tightly. “All set?” “Yes my Lady.” Crispin held out his hand to help Elaine up and onto the ice, “If you are uneasy, you can hold my hand.” Elaine took his offered hand, wobbled a bit, and then grabbed him around the waist. “Yes... I think I will hold on to your hand... as long as I don't drag you to the ice...” “Okay, hold on.” Crispin skated behind her but still braced her by the waist; he moved his hand to her side by the waist and took her left hand. “Just follow my lead. It's a lot like dancing.” Elaine watched him closely, “Hmm, then I will be sure to not step on your toes...” “You had better not, especially with those blades on your feet. Let's start slowly.” Crispin stepped forward launching the two. “Take it easy. Right foot, left foot, right foot, left foot.” Elaine started with the foot movement again, getting the hand of propelling herself. “This is a little different than an inside rink. No wall to hang on to...” She gave his hand around her waist a little squeeze. “There you have it. Now, let's try once around the pond. Shall we?” “Alright.” Elaine looked around to figure out the course. “This is fun.” “Yes, but it would not be as much fun if I were doing this without you.” Crispin led Elaine from behind, pushing her slightly, and keeping her balanced. “You are doing just great.” “Thank you.” “Now relax, are you ready to fly solo?” Elaine nodded. “I think so...” She spun around slowly to face him and tilts her head to one side. “Do I get to still hold your hand?” Crispin smiled, then leaned in and whispered in her ear, “As long as you need to Elaine, as long as you need to.” Elaine squeezed Crispin's hand and started to skate off with him, but didn't say anything. Crispin stayed by Elaine's side, making sure she did not fall, and the two skated till the sun set. Elaine scrunched her rosy nose at Crispin, “I'm getting cold.” Once Crispin got Elaine's boots back on he announced, “Okay, I have something to warm you up.” Crispin whistled and a horse drawn sleigh came over. “Shall we?” Elaine grinned, “Do you really have to ask?” Crispin helped Elaine into the carriage, then took the seat next to her and pulls out a wool blanket. “This should keep us warm.” Elaine tucked the blanket around them, “Indeed.” “And I have a surprise.” “I'd ask what it is, but that is both clichéd and silly, as you just told me it was a surprise.” Elaine looked at him expectantly nonetheless. Crispin pulled out a thermos and two mugs, “Hot chocolate. And it's the real deal, not replicated. Real chocolate, real milk.” He poured her a cup, then himself. “A toast. To lovely company and good times.” Elaine raised her glass, and then took a whiff and sip of it. “Delicious.” “Not as delicious as your eyes.” “Funny you should say that... I've always found your eyes to be much more enjoyable to look at then mine.” She took another sip of he hot chocolate, feeling a bit embarrassed and wondering if that sounded silly. Crispin laid his cup down and entangled his fingers with Elaine's. “You know, I am here for you. If you want to talk about what happened.” Crispin leaned close in and kissed her softly on the lips. “I am here for you Elaine.” Elaine kissed him back, enjoying the chocolaty taste. “I really do appreciate that, but I've never been much of a talker, even when I try.” She snuggled closer to Crispin, “Being 'there' for me though is more than enough. It does help,” she told him, hoping he would understand. Crispin leaned his head on hers, “Driver, once around the park.” The two sat quietly, enjoying the ride, but more so enjoying each other's company.
  12. We have nothing to fear but fear itself. - Franklin D. Roosevelt Elaine lay curled in a ball on the floor of the cell in which the team was being held. Not that spreading out was really an option, as the cell was only so big. She was feeling a little better now, even after having a substantial about of blood removed from her body. Her hand went up to where the Romulan had extracted it from her, only to be reminded of the strange collar that had been fitted around her neck. Cringing, she sat up and looked around at the other team members. Had she failed them, she wondered? As the one chosen for evaluation, should she have tried to form an emotional bond with the doctor that could have lead to leniency? That, she felt, was quite laughable. Somehow, she knew she would not be chided for not forming a bond with someone who was happily sticking her with a needle to remove blood in large amounts. But who would chide her? They were being transported to wherever they would be executed. Rubbing her head, she thought about the Romulan justification: because they were on a Rihan world? Was not t'Rogora a t’Rogoran planet? Odd, she almost looked for logic in the Captain’s statement. Gritting her teeth, she looked at the ceiling. Many things had happened so quickly. And now, even more quickly than she had expected, they were to die. She decided she must apologize to Brian for her behavior on the planet before they were captured. And to Zack for her behavior towards him planet-side. And… well, she did not think she had anything to apologize to Mr. Baund about, other than for letting Crispin interrogate him so when they had first found him. And Crispin. What had happened to him, to the Excalibur? Had they met the same doom as the away team? Would Starfleet ever know what had happened here? A peaceful feeling settled over Elaine. This was not the first time she had been in a life or death situation with two of the men in this cell. The other time... times?... had not been so very, very dreadful, right? Sure, they would take an execution like men. She set her jaw and decided to take it the same way. No tears, no pitiful faces... no fear.
  13. Crouched down, next to Lt. Baund. Feeling angry at the moment and confused. Trying to revive him. Looking towards Brian now, about to say something snide perhaps. Something about what an ingenious idea it was to come this close to the base. Then, watching Brian struggle and fall. Blink, pupils dilate. Heart beats so loudly you can hear it in your ear. Quick look towards Zack, only to see him fall to the ground as well. For a moment the fear that you have been bottling deep inside your gut tries to surface and threatens to make you vomit. Time speeds up to normal and it is time for you to make a decision. Finally you decide to slowly stand up with your hands in the air where they can see them. Your head swims and for a moment you wonder if you too have been knocked unconscious. Then you make eye contact with one of the Romulans who seems pleased that you have chosen not to struggle. No, you are conscious. You have the feeling of being totally overwhelmed, of not understanding what is going on, of gripping fear. But how long will you be left conscious? One of the Romulans roughly removes your phaser, as though you might actually try to use it. You are pushed to wherever they plan on holding you and a million thoughts rush through your head. What will happen to the others? What will happen to you? What on earth is going on at this base? At the same time, you feel like you are experiencing it all from outside of your body. As if you are just a quiet observer. Quiet and helpless.
  14. The away team had finally come close enough to the Romulan base to fulfill their mission, and had started climbing up a tree. Brian continued to climb the tree, stopping at about every branch to see if he could view the base clearly yet. Finally deeming one sufficient moved up onto a branch and sat on it. “I think this should be high enough,” he said briskly to Elaine while taking out a pair of binoculars and looking around with them. Climbing onto a branch near him, Elaine paused to look down. “Hmm... yes, high enough indeed.” Then, looking back towards him and his antennae, she asked, “How are the uh...” then motioning towards his head, ”um… doing? He moved his antennae about for a moment. “They're better. I got scared for a minute. If I mess these up I'll probably fall out of this tree.” “That... would not be good.” Elaine said, looking around in front of them. “So, what exactly are we looking for? I would like to help.” “Well, we want to get an idea of the layout of this base,” he explained to her. “See how many Romulans they have here, what their defenses are, and their posture. Plus, anything else we happen to observe.” Elaine slowly removed a hand from its death grip on the tree and lifted her binoculars to get a better view of things. “I don't usually like going on the away missions and this one is no different... but everything seems to be going so smoothly, she said, smiling at him. ”I have a good feeling about this mission.” ”I wish I could say the same, but I'm glad you feel that way,” Brian said noncommittally while looking at the base through his binoculars. He worked on getting a basic overview of the base before zooming in closer. “Hmm, based on the layout, it appears to be set in a Delta 2 configuration,” he mumbled while zooming in even more to look at the smaller structures. “Oh yes, yes of course, mmm-hmm...” Elaine mumbled while looking around. She pointed. “Over to the right there, do you think that's the main office type place? He moved his view to where Elaine indicated, looking over the structure. “Probably. It's lack of outside features would suggest that.” He motioned at other areas. ”If you look around the perimeter of the base you can see some small structures. Those are probably defensive fortifications. I'd say they look like they are prepared for an infantry attack.” ”Infantry...” Elaine thought quickly, then asked, “would that be like the Jem'Hadar?” Surprised at her quick assessment, he replied, “Well, yeah, exactly like that. No offense Doctor, but I wouldn't have expected you to make that connection.” Elaine smirked. “I'll take that as a compliment and move on... from the building count here, can we make an assessment of how many people are stationed here?” Brian inhaled deeply through his teeth, trying to come up with the calculation. “Only about 350. It's not a very large base, probably because this is such a sparsely populated environment.” Nodding, she pressed on. “Alright, so what other information about this base do we need to gather? Normal movements of troops, power generator locations, when they like to take a break and do folk dances...?” She shot him a sideways glance. “Just... a little joke there.” “If that were true I'd be sure to get a picture. That would destroy the Romulan military reputation,” he told her with a smile before going back to his binoculars. “Umm, power generation… power generation... maybe that, the domed thing with the two smaller cubes beside it, mostly because I don't know what else it could be.” Elaine looked in that direction. “Hmm… yeah, I'd go with power generator.” She leaned to grab a hold of a nearby branch, still feeling as though she were about to fall out of the tree. Brian scanned the area more, saying, “Now that flatter building is probably the barracks, since...” he let his sentence trail off, noting a shadow coming from his left. “What is that?” Just then a Romulan shuttle skimmed over the trees and headed for the base. Elaine blinked and admitted quietly, “I don’t like things that big that close to me…” “Nor do I,” Brian agreed, holding as still as he could so as not to attract any attention. “I don't remember seeing any landing facilities...” he looked furtively through his binoculars to confirm. ”Maybe they're hiding them behind some of the trees.” Elaine was starting too look very weary about being in this tree. Having confirmed there were no landing facilities, he told her, “Your probably right. there must be another clearing close by.” He stopped talking so he could watch the shuttlecraft more closely. Elaine looked a bit confused. “How do we know this is the only base they have here?” “Oh, there are more around the planet. But from what Chen found, this is the only one in the area. They may just have a clearing with some lights, nothing too technical. It wouldn't show up that way.” She nodded and asked, “And sir... how much longer do we have to stay up in this tree?” “Right after we see where that shuttle lands, we can leave. I think we have seen everything,” he assured her. Taking a moment to look around the base one last time, he noticed some activity near the office building. “Hey, there’s some Romulans coming out of that building you pointed out.” Elaine had had quite enough of this perching business. “Sir, parts of me are going numb. I'm worried about falling out of the tree.” “One more second Doctor, I think me way see someone important. Important enough to be guarded at least… Do you want to start heading down? I’ll follow you in a moment.” He did not want to seem unsympathetic, but he wondered what was happening down there. Four Romulans took up flanking positions at the doorway. Two figures emerged from the building and with an electronic sound he widened the view a bit to see who they were… the first a Romulan, possibly the commander of the base. The second… “Elaine, are you seeing this?” Brian had been greeted by the craggy face of a Jem’Hadar. “What? What are you seeing?” Elaine scrambled to catch hold of the tree, startled by Brian’s outburst. “I’m seeing a meeting that I wish I wasn’t. It looks like the Romulans are having talks with the Dominion.” Engrossed in the movements below, he added, “Well, maybe not Dominion. That's not the traditional Jem'Hadar uniform. He could possibly be loyal to the Hundred...” Elaine leaned her head despondently against a tree branch. “And things were going so well… what do we do now?” He put his binoculars away and looked down at Elaine. “We get the heck out of here and get this information back to Starfleet.” And with that, he headed down the tree with her.
  15. Elaine looked around the cave while Brian and Zack sat talking about their destination. She kept quiet, watching them intently when they said something of interest and then once again she was looking around nervously. Everything about this mission felt a bit rushed to her. One moment she was in Engineering helping that Trill… Admiran wasn’t it? Then Crispin had walked in, given her a wink, and alerted them to the fact that the shuttle was about to be launched. She had gone to the shuttle bay as instructed by Corizon and had been quickly pulled into the shuttle by Zack. Before she knew it, the shuttle had launched, they had been beamed down to the surface of the planet, and they were… here. Not the most enjoyable thing, covert missions. Chewing on her lip, she hoped nothing would go wrong. For a moment she gave in to the sick feeling in her stomach, into the fear, in to the fact that her hands were shaking. Then she quickly clasped her hands together on her lap, and watched Zack draw a map in the dirt. Making a resolution to not be so fearful can sound like a jolly good resolution at first. Then you hide behind bushes and in caves and what not. Not so jolly then. She had been sure to stay as close to Brian as possible. He was, after all, the one most likely to respond to a situation with heroics and get himself hurt. That, and he knew how to use a phaser a lot better than Elaine…