USS Excalibur Sim Log - 12.06.15

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: The crew has been, unofficially, on leave at DS9 for several days awaiting orders. More Federation and Klingon ships have arrived, bolstering the defenses, while a steady stream of colonists from the Gamma Quadrant, as well as Starfleet personnel who have been deemed "non-essential," continue to flow through the station.

 

Cptn Swain -> BEGIN SIM

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Hunter Matheson -> ::wandering around, looking for something new to do since he has seen most of the station and it's getting old:::

Cptn Swain -> @::Making his way back to the Excalibur, a mild frown on his face. The station was busy, and it took several minutes longer than usual to get a lift from the Promenade to the pylon the Excalibur had been parked at since arriving.::

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> ::Taking advantage of the breather to visit some of the shops on the Promenade.::

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: in full civilian regalia, looking over some jewelry at a shop on the Promenade ::

Tandaris Admiran -> @::in Quark's, sitting at a table with several Klingons:: And that's when I turned to him and said, “Yes, but you try jumping out an airlock and see how you like it!"

Hunter Matheson -> ::slaps on a @:::

Cptn Swain -> ACTION> The Klingon's laugh, loudly and slap Tandaris on the back hard enough to make him cough.

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::On the upper Promenade, sitting at the view port facing the wormhole.::

Tandaris Admiran -> @::slaps his hand on the table:: Ow.

Tandaris Admiran -> @::raises his empty cup:: Next round's on me!

William Chocox -> @::is sitting at the bar at Quark's nursing a drink::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::With Ithene, she pointed out an outfit in a nearby clothing store.:: There's so little fabric to that one that it's probably made for a Dabo girl. ::Sips at her fruity beverage.::

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> I think it would look perfect on you.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::She snorted.:: Funny, I was thinking the same about you. You're the one that's the risk taker.

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: finds a nice earring that, put in sideways, accommodates his felinoid ear; pays the nice shop owner and immediately starts fitting it in, with some difficulty as he's been on duty so long the hole has shrunk ::

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> ::Also sipping a fruity, bubbly drink, she smirked.:: I don't know it's more your colors than mine.

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::feeling pretty lost and really tired of avoiding ladies (using the term loosely), he weaves through the crowd, checks out the lift, then decides it's better to take the stairs, though they're pretty packed too::

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> ::Feels a soft fabric in bright colors with her free hand.:: So where has the Captain been hiding himself?

Tandaris Admiran -> @::spots Will all by his lonesome:: Chocox! Come join us!

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: heads off to another store, spies the commanders looking over what could loosely be classified as clothing but has less fabric than a handkerchief ::

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::plastered against the railing by a few passing Klingons, then pushed into a heavyweight fighter - or maybe someone who should be one - he almost crawls up the stairs the rest of the way. His uniform took a beating, but it wouldn't be the first time:::

William Chocox -> @Alright. ::makes his way to the table::

William Chocox -> @You ok sir?

Tandaris Admiran -> @Klingons> ::part in such a way that Chocox has to squeeze himself in between two very bulky warriors::

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: shakes head, trying to remove the image of Cdr Hawthorne wearing it, and then moves on ::

Tandaris Admiran -> @ I am drunk.

Tandaris Admiran -> @ I have not been this drunk in … ::blinks:: What year is it?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::She tilted her head to view some of the other styles and shrugged.:: Mostly he's been meeting with the station command and other captains. They're keeping it all a bit hush hush at the moment.

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::uniforms to the right of him, uniforms to the left of him, this language, that language, he's about to go crazy until he finds a mostly empty spot where he can straighten his tunic and brush the dirt from his uniform:::

William Chocox -> @::looks up nervously at the warriors::

Cptn Swain -> ACTION> Corizon feels a disturbance in the force, as if a lie was being told by a spotted engineer. He shakes it off.

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> ::She frowned, well it was really more of pout as she put down the very /revealing/ top.:: I don't like secrets.

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::jostled again, he is pushed against a table near the wormhole viewport and slams into the Starfleet lieutenant who happens to be sitting there::: Oh.. .hey... ::he pushes off and turns to face..:: Sorry, I....

William Chocox -> @Last week sir?

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: acrobatically avoids the crowded stairwell by jumping on top a sled of crates and then up to the top level railing and pulls himself over, spots the Doc nearby and makes his way over ::

Hunter Matheson -> @ Uh... ::complete embarrassment:: sorry, doc. It's.. uh... a little crowded in here.

Cptn Swain -> ::Asher arrived at the airlock, which after handing over his identicard to the officer on watch, he headed through to the Excalibur.::

Hunter Matheson -> @ I'll.. uh... be more careful. Sorry..::and he starts to move off::

Tandaris Admiran -> @ Oh no, much drunker than that. ::counts on his fingers::Um … at least sixty-five years.

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Watches Hunter crash into a poor lieutenant. Smirks.:: You normally wear your uniform while on leave?

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> And what were you doing talking to those... I hesitate to use the word... traders from Ulthera?

Tandaris Admiran -> @ But sorry, I'm being rude!

William Chocox -> @ Hm.

Tandaris Admiran -> @ Allow me to introduce you to Gorkoth, son of k'Teth! We go way back. ::gestures to the Klingon next to Chocox.

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::blink:: Yes, ma'am. Protocol where I'm from. Plus, I don't have any civies.

William Chocox -> @ Like, lifetimes back or just this lifetime?

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: lithely avoids the crush and joins Hunter and Mayrse :: I'd say let your hair down Gunny, but I don't think if you lined them all up end to end they'd be long enough to manage it ::

Hunter Matheson -> @ :;he winces, working his left arm::

Tandaris Admiran -> @ Gorkoth, this is Lieutenant William Chocox, one of Starfleet's best engineers. ::leans in closer, mock whispers:: For a human.

William Chocox -> @ I try not to let it get in the way.

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Motions down to the lower Promenade.:: There's a couple clothing shops and a tailor down there. You should pick up some before we leave. Never know when you will get another chance.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ I don't like secrets, either, but it is a part of command. Information trickles downhill, just like the punishment. ::Picking up a pair of shoes in a garish shade of green, she held them up with a smirk to Ithene.:: Your color? Those traders, loosely termed, have access to and knowledge of certain transport routes.

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::tentative smile, more like a grimace, as he glances down at the crowd:: Yes, ma'am. I'll check it out.

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> ::Brightens:: Love them!

Tandaris Admiran -> @ I met Gorkoth about ten years ago, just prior to joining Excalibur.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Swain asked me to see what information I could get out of them and find out how shrewd their negotiation skills were. We need transports, the more the better.

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Smirks:: Don't like crowds much?

Tandaris Admiran -> @Gorkoth> You were very green back then.

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> I see. ::Putting down her drink to try on the shoes:: That still doesn't tell me *why* you were talking to them. ::Pauses, almost a worried look on her face as the shoes slipped on.:: You're not in any trouble are you?

William Chocox -> @ And now he's just spotted.

Hunter Matheson -> @ Not exactly a fan of 'em, ma'am. No.

Tandaris Admiran -> @Gorkoth> Yes, though he still has a taste for green in his mates.

Tandaris Admiran -> @Other Klingons> ::laugh raucously::

Hunter Matheson -> @ It's pretty hard to get away from 'em here, though. But I'm tryin.

Maryse Dubois -> @ Then you should avoid Quark's. Which is a shame, cause that is where the drinks are. ::Stands and stretches a little.::

Tandaris Admiran -> @Waiter> ::arrives and pours another round of blood wine into everyone's cups, including Chocox's::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::She gave Ithene a wry look.:: Of the two of us, who is more likely to get themselves into a bit of trouble with shady traders? Hmm?

Hunter Matheson -> @ Drinks. Right. I'll... keep that in mind.

Hunter Matheson -> @ I.. uh.. don't suppose there's a place that has good burgers here?

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene>

Maryse Dubois -> @ You have the Replimat and the Klingon cafe. You can probably get burgers at the Replimat.

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> ::Bats her eyes, walking around in sultry manner in the pumps:: I have no idea what you mean. I would never get into any kind of trouble.

Rhan K'hal -> ((afk))

Maryse Dubois -> @ Unless you like your burgers crawling...literally.

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Her BS meter starts going off.::

William Chocox -> @ ::tries not to grimace at the blood wine in his cup::

Hunter Matheson -> @ Real ones, I mean. And no, not... crawling.... ::serious disappointment:: I'll just head back to quarters. Thanks for the tips, ma'am.

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> What do you think?

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Nods.:: Sure.

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::moves on out:::

Tandaris Admiran -> @Gorkoth> So, Chocox. Tell us a story of your prowess on the battlefield!

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::working his arm a little more, rubbing his shoulder, he disappears in the crowd:::

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Turns and crosses the bridge into Quark's upper level.::

Cptn Swain -> @Quintus> ::Is meanwhile picking upa nice basket of goodies for Asher, since he'd been too busy with other things. He wondered if he should get a gift for Arden, the captain's paramour, and decided that it needed to be something extra special.::

Cptn Swain -> @Quintus> ::Practically bouncing as he headed towards the clothing shop where the Commanders were looking at pumps::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::Eyes the shoes.:: I can't think of a single time when you'd actually be able to wear those on the ship, but they do wonders for your legs.

William Chocox -> @ There was that time I nearly blew up the Excalibur.

William Chocox -> @ Took care of the pirate problem.

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Once inside, she leans on a railing, spotting Tandy and Will below.::

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> I know, right? Maybe at some after hours thing in the lounge?

Tandaris Admiran -> @Gorkoth> Ah, pirates! I often crave a run-in with some Orion pirate scum. They might be cowards, but they are better than the patrol duty we often draw.

William Chocox -> @ My commanding officers weren't too fond of the methods.

Tandaris Admiran -> @Gorkoth> I envy you two. The Gamma Quardant is one of the last frontiers. One of the few places a warrior can be guaranteed a fight worth his bloodlust.

Cptn Swain -> @Quintus> ::Nearly runs into Miranda and Ithene, he was busy texting someone on his PADD::

Rhan K'hal -> ((bak))

Hunter Matheson -> @ ::wanders back toward the ship::

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: wandering around, people watching; a considerably more ragged assemblage than what he was used to growing up in San Francisco, but still enjoyable ::

William Chocox -> @ Sometimes it's a bit much.

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Walks down to the lower area and heads to the bar. She orders a drinks, listening to Tandy, Will, and a Klingon talk.::

Tandaris Admiran -> @::nods:: There is a lot of pressure out there.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::Takes hold of Quintus by the shoulder.:: Busy day, Yeoman?

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> :smirks:

Cptn Swain -> (( ack one second ))

Cptn Swain -> (( sorry chat was bugged ))

Cptn Swain -> @Quintus> ::Blushes:: Yes, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am. I was just uh... ::considers:: Just uh picking up some things for the Captain, since he's been so busy and all. Oooo those are lovely shoes Commander Vallorn.

Tandaris Admiran -> ((Darn NSA. Even our Java apps aren't safe!))

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: meanders back onto the main level of the Promenade, heads back to that clothing shop, curious to see if Ithene picked up that colorful little nothing ::

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: sees Augustus with them, figures it's safe to barge in ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::Lifts an eyebrow.:: Oh? What sort of things? Is he making you run errands? Clean his laundry? Get him that silky underwear he enjoys wearing?

William Chocox -> @ And some...interesting happenings.

Tandaris Admiran -> @Gorkoth> I am disappointed we did not have the pleasure of facing the Jem'Hadar this time. Now they are a formidable species!

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: snorts, hearing Miranda's inquiry :: There's a mental image it'll take me weeks to clear.

William Chocox -> @ Before my time.

Tandaris Admiran -> @::sips his wine:: Yes. Pity they didn't follow the Klingons in confronting their gods a little sooner.

Cptn Swain -> @Quintus> ::Smirks, proudly:: I got him a little care package. Now i am looking for something for him to give to Commander Cormoran. What do you think we should get for him? I thought about something... you know... ::completely unaware the cat was there:: sexy for bed?

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: quirks an ear :: I've heard of airing people's dirty laundry, Augustus. This is the first time I've heard of airing people's yet to be purchased laundry.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::Eyes dancing, she couldn't help but laugh. It was too good an opportunity to pass up.:: Oh yes, Yeoman, that'd be just the thing. You should be able to find something really nice in here. ::Jerking her thumb back at the store with all the scantily clad display models in the window.:: The less fabric, the better.

Hunter Matheson -> ::enters the ship and wanders toward the lift to his quarters::

Tandaris Admiran -> @Gorkoth> Second! ::raises his cup:: To dead gods—the best kind! ::drinks::

Cptn Swain -> @Quintus> ::Nods happily and heads off::

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> He's certainly... eager to please.

Tandaris Admiran -> @Other warriors> Q'pla!

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> ::Looks at the cat:: What do you think about these heels?

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: Ithene :: Shoes instead of lingerie, hmm? Still in stage one of man shopping, I take it?

Hunter Matheson -> Cory> ::as Kal enters:: Didn't last long.

William Chocox -> @ Q'Pla?

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> ::Smiles sweetly:: Oh, I have plenty of lingerie.

Hunter Matheson -> Huh? Oh.. yeah. Referring to the uniform or time on?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Yeoman are usually like that. ::Once Quintus was out of hearing.:: I think he has a crush on Swain. ::Turning back, she eyed K'hal.:: What have you purchased? Hmm?

Hunter Matheson -> Cory> Both. ::he shrugs:: Look like you've been through the wringer.

Tandaris Admiran -> @::grins:: Q'pla! ::downs his wine::

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: chuckles, smiles at Miranda and gives his new earring a flick :: Not much in my style here, or compatible with a tail, so I stuck with accessories.

William Chocox -> @::takes a sip of his blood wine and gags::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ ::She put a hand over Ithene's eyes and hissed at Rhan.:: Don't let her see jewelry! I've been able to keep her out of those stores so far.

Tandaris Admiran -> @Klingons> ::get a kick out of Chocox's predictable reaction::

Hunter Matheson -> Yeah, a time or two. ::Kal plunks onto his bunk, then begins to work his boots off, checking them for spots, nicks, smudges, and groans:::

William Chocox -> @ How can you drink this stuff?

Rhan K'hal -> @ :: laughs :: Good luck with that, she'll run you over to get there eventually Commander.

Tandaris Admiran -> @ Don't worry. Everyone gags the first time they drink blood wine. I threw up, actually. And I've had to drink it for the first time several times now!

Cptn Swain -> @Ithene> You know I can still hear you.

Maryse Dubois -> @ ::Chuckles as she watches Will try to drink bloodwine. Takes her drink from the bartender and sips.::

Hunter Matheson -> ::then he strips into his skivvies and collapses on his bunk::

William Chocox -> @ Anyone want to finish mine?

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne -> @ Crap. ::Smirking, she released Ithene and sighed dramatically.::

 

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