USS Republic - Oct 29 2012

[Capt Rian Kwai 0]

STSF_BluRox -> USS Republic Mission Briefing 51210.29 All three teams have arrived on Risa and are currently trying to determine what to do once they arrive at the Mythical Pleasure Dome. It may be fairly simple for some and rather difficult for others that may have been previously placed upon the planetary watch list. Though the planet does not heavily enforce emigration oversight, security scanners do pick up on know previously troublemakers. So without blowing their cover, can the crew figure out the next task? Or will they be detained by unhappy planetary security officers?

 

Capt Rian Kwai -> Any questions?

Jameson Bardolph -> Was there a tbs? Or are we where we left off?

STSF_BluRox -> Let's say about an hour...you've gotten there, but you have to figure out what you have to do.

STSF_BluRox -> I'm sitting here thinking...what’s missing.....?

STSF_BluRox -> and I think...oh yea...

STSF_BluRox -> BEGIN SIM

STSF_BluRox -> BEGIN SIM

STSF_BluRox -> (doh...that might help)

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::Looking around Risa, still wearing that robe she had from Minos Korva::

STSF_BluRox -> ::having had a headache hearing from Heather, Blu had called for a 1 hour dinner break to allow Heather to change and get cleaned up, then return::

August Jax Robinson -> ::Looks at Will...:::

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::was heading up to their hotel room last he remembers::

Jameson Bardolph -> &::with Tory and Cardboard!Tisa::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> :: Looking all around as well :: Where to now Kasuga?

Jameson Bardolph -> &::waiting in line to get their hotel room::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Scoots off the lift and heads down the Hall:: this is so odd

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::wishing for a strong drink::

Heather Jamieson -> :: Heather was able to wash her hair finally. That color did not change, but her skin remained the same dark green from her ordeal ::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Looks at the papers that they got from the front desk::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ We have to get to the Mystical Pleasure Dome. After that though, I'm not sure. But, I don't know if there are a lot of Orions on Risa either, so we might have to do something about my skin. ::thinks:: I wonder if there's anything that can at least cover it up?

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: As those that arrived to the Mythical Pleasure Dome and Hotel, upon reaching the front desk and presenting the scrap of paper with the number on it, each team was given a corresponding room key, and the code to the in-room safe

STSF_BluRox -> (except Ayumus team, who is still on the way)

 

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ We'll be there shortly. It's not too far away according to this map. ::Shows John::

August Jax Robinson ->!@#$%^&*() ::Punches the code and opens the door to the room::

Heather Jamieson ->:: The meeting with the Admiral and Captain twisted her stomach and as far as she knew was not over. A hot cup of chicken noodle soup helped, albeit slightly ::

Tory Knight -> & ::sliding the chip into the lock, the light goes green, and the door swings open::

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() This is certainly the most interesting way to take a vacation. Till we get busted.

STSF_BluRox -> (Remember the roll we made a few weeks back, you still have 6 weeks until the pigmentation fades)

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> :: Looks the map over :: I've trekked farther.

Heather Jamieson -> (I did not forget)

Ayumu Kasuga -> (Didn't either... just some IC banter lol)

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Although, I think there are more Orions in Risa. It is a vacation world after all... well, a lot more than on Minos Korva anyway.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^*() I think I need a vacation from the vacation

 

Capt Rian Kwai -> +Jamieson+ Please report to the conference room. ::sitting back in her chair::

Jameson Bardolph -> &::peers past Tory into the room:: Nice. ::eyebrows up a little bit::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> Should be all kinds here...well no Borg.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Let's continue on. I think I can see it in the distance there. ::points at a dome shaped object not far off::

Tory Knight -> & ::entering the room and looking around, with approval:: I have cousins who might call this posh.

Heather Jamieson -> $ Let's...

Heather Jamieson -> :: tightens her uniform :: +Kwai+ On my way.

August Jax Robinson ->!@#$%^&*() ::Yawns and walks to the safe Punches the safe code in:::

Tory Knight -> & ::with the slip of paper in hand, moves over toward the wardrobe, and opens it, revealing a safe that shouldn't be locked, but is::

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: Once you retrieve your note, (with the exception of Ayumu and Grey, who are still on the way), You find the following typed out:

 

Heather Jamieson -> :: Inhales deeply then exits her quarters, heading toward the nearest lift ::

Jameson Bardolph -> & And they'd be right. Nicely above our budget. :;dryly:: What's in the box?

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> You would not believe the weather here without the modification net..

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: You now must set your cover into place and maintain it, until you are contacted again. It could be a matter of hours, it could be a matter of days. However, you are supposedly here on vacation, and a tourist is what you must appear to be. Do not draw attention to yourselves, maintain a low profile, be observant.

 

Tory Knight -> & ::keying in the code, the door springs open, revealing a note::

Heather Jamieson ->:: The lift moves toward the conference room deck ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ I've read about it. Heavy rain and high winds didn't exactly make Risa the paradise it is today

Tory Knight -> & ::reading it aloud, but passing the "hard copy" to "Han"::

Capt Rian Kwai -> ((Action> A funeral dirge plays as the elevator music for Jamieson))

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() So it's a working vacation?

Jameson Bardolph -> &::takes it, reads it, gives her a sideways look:: Well. That's interesting.

Ayumu Kasuga -> (Dead man walking)

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: Your contact will bring your next set of orders to you sometime within the next 10 days. Do not get caught, remember.....your ship will disavow you if captured.

 

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() I guess? ::Shruggles::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> Right...and I don't know about covering your skin up, but I'd get a different robe if possible/

Tory Knight -> & Hm. That shouldn't take much encouragement. At this point, I feel I could sleep for a week.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ That shouldn't be too hard with all these venders here. Do you still have your piece of Latium left over?

 

STSF_BluRox -> (BASICALLY......YOU MUST MAKE PEOPLE BELIEVE YOU ARE ON VACATION, WITHOUT DRAWING ATTENTION TO YOURSELF... IE ... NO ORANGE THONGS)

 

Heather Jamieson -> :: Heather exits the lift and walks to the conference room door. She hits the chime. Beep beep boop ::

Jameson Bardolph -> &::gestures towards the bed:: All yours. ::wryly::

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Maybe we better just stay in our room and keep up our cover as tourists in love...and you know.....do 'stuff'.

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> :: Reaches into his deep pocket :: About the only thing I have left. I don't even know what a slip buys to tell the truth.

STSF_BluRox -> ::Looks up:: Enter....

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() we can do "stuff"

Tory Knight -> & ::nods toward the secondary room:: And yours...

STSF_BluRox -> ((Facepalms:: Will))

Capt Rian Kwai -> (q)Hopefully the story will get better, not worse.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Yeah, really. But, I'm sure we can replicate some new clothes once we're at the hotel.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() first you need to shower... you smell

Heather Jamieson -> :: Enters the conference room :: Lt. Jamieson reporting as ordered. :: at attention ::

Tory Knight -> & ::looking increasingly like Cardboard!Tisa gets the sofa::

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Maybe you better help me.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() I can do that!

STSF_BluRox -> Good....you at least you were able to follow that order.....

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Slips the Do not Disturb sigh on the door::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> Do you have yours?

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::heads for the shower::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Really putting on appearances as a married couple aren't we? ::smirks and heads towards the other room to drop his bag::

STSF_BluRox -> (wow, I wish I could get an all expense paid vacation, but no.....I have to sit here and listen to Heather explain why she's green!)

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Follows him::

 

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::getting closer to the Dome, walking slowly and quietly though the crowd drawing as little attention to herself as possible:: Not quite. I have a few slivers left over from buying the orange bolt I needed to get to the mining own on Minos Korva

Heather Jamieson -> :: Remains standing ::

Tory Knight -> & ::smirks::

STSF_BluRox -> (Sadly, I'm not)

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ The vender gave me a discount, if I gave him a kiss. It was a good deal considering...

STSF_BluRox -> Now, now now........where should we begin......This list:: holding up the ISD:: is quite extensive....

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> Really? I don't think that would work for me.

STSF_BluRox -> ::turns to Kwai:: Captain, would you like to start?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Well, being a female still has its perks. ::smiles:: We're approaching the dome now.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::enters the Dome::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> Where are those female vendors when you need them. Not like I have the charm of Mr. Robinson.

Capt Rian Kwai -> I'm at a loss at the poor judgment used by yourself and your fellow team members, who will be of course will be addressed when they return as well.

 

STSF_BluRox -> (basically think of the place as a big Vegas like hotel complex)

 

Tory Knight -> & We'll just make sure your slippers end up under my bed.

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> This is very large. :: Looking overhead ::

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() I really don’t think we'll have very long before someone catches on to us. You and I have to be near the top of the banned list.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() I think we can do it, just don't ware orange

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Oh it is.

STSF_BluRox -> I guess we can start with this...::points to Heather:: Explain the green?

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> There's a similar structure on Bolaris if I remember correctly.

STSF_BluRox -> Which part of 'don’t' draw attention to yourself, does this fall under?

Jameson Bardolph -> &::chuckles:: Makes a great story if that's the most fun I have on Risa.

Jameson Bardolph -> &::reemerges into the main room:: Wonder who this contact is.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() we should go sight seeing, we have *never* done that here!

Heather Jamieson -> We did not know we would be turned green before being knocked out. We only found that out after waking up in what was probably their medical bay.

Heather Jamieson -> Then the deal of dancing for transport was offered.

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Don’t think we can just yet, not until we meet our next contact here.

Tory Knight -> & Somehow I suspect I may not be your choice for... fun... on Risa. ::grins::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> They must have trams going from on end to the other. I think you could fix a galaxy class ship in here...

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() Umm hello... it says act like we are on vacation! we are going sight seeing!

STSF_BluRox -> Wait...I hadn’t' even gotten to that. Prostitution to pay for transit?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::refers to her clues again and finds the safe, enters in the code and opens the safe door::

Tory Knight -> & ::shrugs, tossing her bag onto the bed in the other room:: I suspect, also, that they will find us...

 

STSF_BluRox -> Seriously....??? Oomox to pay for your way?

Heather Jamieson -> Dancing, not prostitution.

Tory Knight -> &...when we least expect it.

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::facepalm::

STSF_BluRox -> Oomox...is 'not' dancing......

Heather Jamieson -> The original deal was for dancing.

Heather Jamieson -> No it's not.

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() But how will they find us if we are miles away from here? Hmmm? ::hops in the shower::

Heather Jamieson -> I was speaking of the original deal sirs.

STSF_BluRox -> And then....how did that get into giving........Oomox? Was this all three of you?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::Grabs the contents and heads up to her room::

STSF_BluRox -> ::facepalms as well:::

Jameson Bardolph -> &No doubt. ::beat, gives her a sideways look:: And don't sell yourself short.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() new clothes... and a hike or boat tour

STSF_BluRox -> (double command facepalms = not a good day for Heather_

 

Jameson Bardolph -> &::faint grin::

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::glances at Blu with her eyebrows raised.....they are after all talking to one of their science people who should know the 'birds and bees' talks, yes?::

Tory Knight -> & (( Pardon me while I beat Android into submission... ))

STSF_BluRox -> Oh...yea, she's a good one to ask:: shakes head::

Heather Jamieson -> It was not all three of us. I was the only one asked. I did not find out why.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::opens the door and enters::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> Do I have a different room? I'm not part of your original group... :: following Kasuga the entire time ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ I guess you are. I'm the only one of my group still remaining.

STSF_BluRox -> Oh....so it was just 'you'? And who made this "original deal"?

Tory Knight -> & ::leaving the comment alone, heads into her bedroom and begins unpacking:: I think I'll freshen up a bit before we slink down to dinner.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Exits the bathroom wrapped in a towel.. reps clothes for them::

STSF_BluRox -> No...no....let's just move on....the Captain can deal with this with you later....or better yet, maybe we'll have your Dept Head have this discussion with you.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::reads her clue again:: So we're to sit back incognito before we get our new orders.

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> :: shrugs :: I've never been to Risa before…passed by once while doing a cargo run.

Jameson Bardolph -> &::feeling suddenly as if he may have pushed his luck, just nods and goes to the window, looking out::

 

STSF_BluRox -> :::watching Heather::

August Jax Robinson -> stenographer} ::Looks up from her PADD and shakes head at Heather:::

STSF_BluRox -> Not volunteering anything eh?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $Well, that makes two of us. I haven't really been here either. But, looking like this, I don't think it'll be good if I walked around like this, sticking out like a sore thumb

Heather Jamieson -> You wanted to move on and I was waiting for the question.

Tory Knight -> & ::moving to her own ensuite, closes the door and leans against it for a beat::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::gets some food:: move Will

STSF_BluRox -> ::looks at the Yeoman:: Can you get me an Advil? Better yet, get me the whole bottle::

Tory Knight -> & ::...before turning on the shower and letting the steam fill the small room::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Gets dressed::

STSF_BluRox -> ::looks back over to Heather:: Ok, now how about explaining the ruckus in the market area?

August Jax Robinson -> {Yeoman} Aye Ma'am, shall I bring some for everyone?

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Hey I am on a half vacation, so I am going at half speed.

STSF_BluRox -> ::turns back to the Yeoman:: yes......

Capt Rian Kwai -> (m)I'm going need more than that at this point.

Tory Knight -> Cardboard!Tisa> ::still feeling the after-effects of dehydration and the long trek, and having gotten the last available shower aboard the shuttle -- thus leaving her compatriots with no shower till now -- curls up on the sofa and is asleep in a blink::

STSF_BluRox -> ::mumbles to self:: It's a good thing I don’t' drink

August Jax Robinson -> {Yeoman} ::Hurries for Advil and rum::

Heather Jamieson -> We were attacked by a group of men, probably for the color we were or who thought we were. After we tried to get away...

Heather Jamieson -> one of them grabbed Kasuga. She kneed him in the groin and we all ran through the market.

STSF_BluRox -> Oh...you think? Why would you even 'think' to walk down through the docks looking the way you did?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Has a Black two piece swim suit on::

STSF_BluRox -> What part again....of "do not draw attention to yourself " did you all forget?

Heather Jamieson -> You mean green?

 

Jameson Bardolph -> &::searching the Risa skyline with something of a tactical eye, not sure if they'll have to make a quick getaway::

STSF_BluRox -> Rian.....

August Jax Robinson -> {Yeoman} ::Comes back with Warm Milk, Advil and Rum if needed::

STSF_BluRox -> Is there anything in the handbook about using a phaser to put one out of their misery? Cause I'm either going to have to shoot myself....or her....

August Jax Robinson -> stenographer} should I look that up?

Capt Rian Kwai -> You shoot her, we have to fill out a stack of paperwork about as tall as the nacelle.

Heather Jamieson -> I suppose we could have kept quiet and have them do what they wanted with us.

Tory Knight -> & ::contemplating her impromptu team as she showers, what she's learned and what she still doesn't know about them::

 

STSF_BluRox -> NO!! That is "not" where I was going......Rian...you take over before I saw something I don’t want to

Tory Knight -> & ::...about him... :: ::frowning, correcting herself:: About *them*...

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Pulls some shorts on, having ice cream and cake.. talks with Mouth full:: OK

Jameson Bardolph -> &::also notes what look like restaurants along a strip of thoroughfare to the east a little bit::

Heather Jamieson -> If she or any one of us were attacked in the manner or intention of those men I would not hesitate to do what we did.

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::gets ready:: Ok boss, what are we doing?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() either a hike in the rain forest, or a boat tour and snorkeling

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Boats and Snorkeling it is

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() Woohoo!

STSF_BluRox -> What if I shoot myself?

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> How long since your last vacation Kasuga?

 

Tory Knight -> & ::scrubbed and tubbed... and finally feeling a bit more human...dresses appropriately for a vacationer::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::think:: About, ohh... a few years?

STSF_BluRox -> You're just not getting any of this, are you Heather.

Capt Rian Kwai -> Ms Jamieson, you and your team have done about every action contrary to your orders. You've put yourself and your other team members in jeopardy. And yet you can not explain the logic of your actions.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Slips Sunglasses on and hat:: lets go have fun fun!!

Tory Knight -> & ::braiding the long extensions, and piling them on her head, a few wiry curls framing her face.... forcing herself to concentrate on her hair::

STSF_BluRox -> Your orders were to keep a low profile. Your first color yourselves as something 'exotic', perform questionable actions aboard a Ferengi ship of all things, you'll be lucky there aren't holovids of you all over the spacenets....

Heather Jamieson -> In hindsight it would have been better to remain on that station.

August Jax Robinson -> stenographer} ::Had her money on the Robinson's getting this talk::

STSF_BluRox -> You then go down by the spaceport docks looking the way you do, and cause a commotion? Again, explain to me how this is keeping a low profile?

Tory Knight -> & ::dressed, hair done, steps out of her room a bit later, shoes in hand::

Heather Jamieson -> I was colored not by my own choosing and I frankly did not know what they would do to us if we refused.

 

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::headdesks::

STSF_BluRox -> And then....the coup de gras...........

Heather Jamieson -> We were not able to keep a low profile no.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::exits their room, heads to the lift::

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::following along with the wife, finally relaxing a bit::

STSF_BluRox -> ::flattens ears:: I was not finished......

August Jax Robinson -> Yeoman} ::Hands Kwai a glass O' Rum::

STSF_BluRox -> As I was saying......then...when you were in the local constable's office...............You outright tell them you are from this ship, and that you were ordered to do this by the Captain and I? There were not even any 'interrogation techniques?!!' used......

Heather Jamieson -> That was a mistake.

STSF_BluRox -> Oh.....Oh!!!! ::stands up and paces around behind her.....

STSF_BluRox -> You seriously think that was a "MISTAKE"?

STSF_BluRox -> Oh...Captain....would you please.....please explain to our green friend Heather here....why this was a mistake

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ I haven't been on vacation in a while. I'd say a few years.

August Jax Robinson -> stenographer} (m) that is an understatement of the year

Jameson Bardolph -> &::turns around as she comes out of the shower:: There seems to be a good bit in the way of food...that-a-way. ::points out the window::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> It's been a long time for me as well. :: sits on couch ::

Jameson Bardolph -> &You hungry?

STSF_BluRox -> ::grabs the Advil and takes 2::

Tory Knight -> & Starving. You?

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> Room service or some restaurant?

August Jax Robinson -> Yeoman} ::Hands Blu the Glass of warm Milk::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Very.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Yeah... want something to eat? I am feeling kinda hungry. ::walks over to the replicator:: We should probably lie low until we get our orders. We have a replicator here.

STSF_BluRox -> Serious!!? What if there was a life or death situation? You could have cost the lives of so many of our crew, or given away the position of our ship!

Jameson Bardolph -> &::glances to Tisa:: Should we wake her up?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $Otherwise, you could go and get our food for us. Since you're not green and all.

STSF_BluRox -> (and Ayumu....basic hint...don’t' kill any religious birds this vacation)

Heather Jamieson -> I said it was a mistake. :: shaking ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> (So noted lol)

Tory Knight -> & ::looks to the sleeping Tisa:: We can bring her the leftovers. ::smirks::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Dances/walks to the docks:::

Capt Rian Kwai -> Joined gods. ::scrubs her face:: Do you not have the sense your creator gave you? ::sighs softly:: Or any other member of your team. Someone in that group...*someone* should have put a stop to this farce. Instead, you all carry on your own merry way...one bloody mistake after another.

 

 

Jameson Bardolph -> &::chuckles:: All right, then.

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> :: thinks :: I can go out and get something. I need to get this slip changed out anyhow... wonder how many credits?

Jameson Bardolph -> &::gestures towards the door:: After you.

Heather Jamieson -> :: Heather just looked forward, somewhere in-between the Admiral and Captain ::

Capt Rian Kwai -> I should go get you a shovel so you can finish digging your own grave. You've done a great job of it so far.

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> I could try to get you something for the... green.. I don't know if makeup could cover it.

Tory Knight -> & ::nods her head, and heads out the door...pauses in the corridor, waiting for Bardolph::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::hands him her slips as well:: Probably not that much, I imagine. But, eh. It's something. I'll see if I can replicate some new clothes more suited for Risian climates that doesn't look awkward.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ It's worth a try, I guess. I do't know how well it'll work though. ::Sighs::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Get on the boat:: I hope you don't get sea sick land lover :P

Heather Jamieson -> I will write a letter of resignation so as to not endanger this ship or its crew, but that did not sit well with you on the surface Captain.

Capt Rian Kwai -> Well, I now know who *not* to send on any other stealth missions.

Tory Knight -> & Was there anything in particular that caught your eye? or perhaps your stomach?

Capt Rian Kwai -> Oh no, you're not getting out of this that easy.

Capt Rian Kwai -> Not one freaking bit.

ltcmdrrobinson -> !@#$%^&*() I'll be fine.

STSF_BluRox -> Until you have some retraining on away missions, especially.......anything covert of having to deal with the safety of the ship, I think she needs to study the manuals....

STSF_BluRox -> and....whatever you have for her

STSF_BluRox -> and retraining with Will...

Jameson Bardolph -> &::steps out behind her, shutting the door carefully:: Honestly, I'm not that picky. If it ain't nailed down or moving, I'll probably eat it.

Capt Rian Kwai -> The brig hasn't been painted lately.

Capt Rian Kwai -> I've got a toothbrush with your name on it.

Tory Knight -> & Well, then let's see what Risa has to offer. ::falling into step with Bardolph::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Sounds like a plan. ::smiles::

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> Any clothes I can get you?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Huggles him::

Jameson Bardolph -> &::glances over his shoulder, making a mental note to keep his eyes open and not get too sucked into the vacation premise::

STSF_BluRox -> You're dismissed.....

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Hmm , something light but covers me up as much as possible. I know there are races out there that have covering like that. Heck, some human cultures still have it too.

STSF_BluRox -> ::waves her out of the room::

Tory Knight -> & ::thinking the waiting won't be bad but... will have to be sure not to get too lost in the "cover"::

Heather Jamieson -> :: Gets up, stands at attention for a moment, then leaves ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ I wonder if I rock a niqab

Heather Jamieson -> $ John Grey> :: nods :: That could work.

STSF_BluRox -> ::looks at Kwai, with a loss for words::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::nods:: It could, yes.

STSF_BluRox -> Please, please please........tell me the others aren't going to blow this opportunity we gave them?

Heather Jamieson -> :: Exits the conference room. Starting to cry as she enters the lift ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ I'm sure the replicator has the specs in the databanks if you can't find one.

August Jax Robinson -> stenographer} wow.... just..... WOW

Capt Rian Kwai -> I couldn't count on it. I'm going to have to talk to the other two greenies when they return as well.

Capt Rian Kwai -> All three of them can paint the brig........green

STSF_BluRox -> Good, it's your job anyway.....

Jameson Bardolph -> &::steps out into the fresh air and relaxes a little bit:: Nice day for it, anyway.

STSF_BluRox -> I'm thinking maybe I should go on my "own' vacation.....far far away...

STSF_BluRox -> before we get a little stupid

Capt Rian Kwai -> You are not leaving me in charge of the asylum.

STSF_BluRox -> PAUSE SIM

STSF_BluRox -> PAUSE SIM

Ayumu Kasuga -> ::Paused::

August Jax Robinson -> ::paused::

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::paused::

Heather Jamieson -> :: Paused :: Heather would like to announce Dancing and oo-mox lessons upon everyones return. Something for the ladies and men.

August Jax Robinson -> I only oo-Mox with Will

Heather Jamieson -> He has the lobes...

ltcmdrrobinson -> Hey now

STSF_BluRox -> You best not touch those, Jax will hurt you

Capt Rian Kwai -> So any questions??

STSF_BluRox -> and...how do you know Heather?

August Jax Robinson -> YEAH!?

Heather Jamieson -> Well... :: runs ::

August Jax Robinson -> you better hide!!

STSF_BluRox -> Ok...you all be safe out there....and now, this isn't Hill Street Blues...

STSF_BluRox -> Well....maybe something with Blu

Heather Jamieson -> Heather has already proven her hiding would not work.

Heather Jamieson -> You mean Hill Street Blu...

Jameson Bardolph -> hah

Capt Rian Kwai -> G'night all :D

Capt Rian Kwai -> And be safe folks :D

Ayumu Kasuga -> Goodnight folks!\

August Jax Robinson -> NIte everyone, stay safe and not in the dark

August Jax Robinson -> ;)

STSF_BluRox -> Night all