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STSF_BluRox

 USS REPUBLIC MISSION BRIEFING 51708.07 - SEASON 25

 USS REPUBLIC MISSION BRIEFING 51708.07 - SEASON 25

Ayumu's trial is in recess while BluRox has requested time to go confer with her Chief Engineer, who is not present currently in the courtroom, and has just received a note from Nickles, that her 2XO is currently locked up in the station brig, Having sent Heather to also inquire when Nickles never returned, she's seen Heather return, and Rue leave as well......what the heck is going on down there!?

 

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Jas: ::Intently watching the trial proceedings::

STSF_BluRox: :: Stands and watches as Calvert turns and leaves, his assistant handing him several padds that needed his attention now that he as on a break::

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Trying to retain his sanity::

STSF_BluRox: :: turns and finds only Heather, Jas and another officer sitting there, everyone else having left:::

Rue Wydown: Rue>::has made it to the brig, unaware that there's now a recess because she's trying to make sense of what Heather was telling her::

Heather Jamieson: :: Sitting ::

Rue Wydown: Rue>::looking at the guard:: Well, you look like you've had a rough time of it. What's going on?

Jas: ((I clearly skimmed over the briefing...))

STSF_BluRox: :: walks over to Heather now that Ayumu has been drawn aside with Lt Medley, and it not being proper for her to talk to Ayumu anyway at this time.....

Heather Jamieson: Admiral...

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Nods his head towards the cells:: Unruly detainee.

STSF_BluRox: Jamieson.....I hope that you at least have an answer for me....as I didn't get one from Nickles concerning my chief engineer...

Heather Jamieson: I went to visit her in the brig here, but she was not forthcoming. I think she may have said something to Calvert.

STSF_BluRox: :: wonders if she should take this private, not knowing the other sitting there, though, he looks strangely like one of her former helmsmen

Heather Jamieson: I'm guessing Jax put her personal spin on things and got in trouble.

Rue Wydown: Rue>Oh yeah?

 

STSF_BluRox: Calvert? Do you mean, 'the Admiral”?

Heather Jamieson: Yes, tired. Did not want to mean the other Admiral, you...Admiral.

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Narrows eyes:: Yeah.

STSF_BluRox: :: sighs to herself :: Calvert was going to chew her a new one if her crew kept acting like this.

STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::doesn't say much but listens::

Heather Jamieson: This has been a bad day Admiral.

Jas: ::slowly starts to doze off in the courtroom::

Rue Wydown: Rue>::leans against the desk:: Like how unruly?

STSF_BluRox: What I am getting at Lt....is his rank is Admiral Calvert....you just refered to him as 'Calvert', it is not appropriate, and I hope if you are called to the stand, that you do not act with so little respect. If Jax did indeed do something similar, then I'm sure the admiral had good reason for sending her down

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Lets out a sigh:: Like unruly for the sake of being unruly.

Heather Jamieson: It was not intentional Admiral.

Rue Wydown: Rue> So what's brought her down here?

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Leans back against the wall:: In mild terms, she told Admiral Calvert what's what.

Rue Wydown: Rue>::winces:: How long is the Admiral expecting to keep her down here?

STSF_BluRox: ::sighs:: Of course not, everyone is just tired and stressed. Look. why don't you go get some chow for yourself, and take some down to Ayumu and Lt Medley if she's hungry as well. :: turns to the other there...

 

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Shrugs every-so-slightly:: There have been rumours about a possible second hearing for her.

STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::sits next to Heather::

Jas: ::Snoooores::

Heather Jamieson: :: Nods :: Very well Admiral. :: gets up and heads for the door, wondering where the nearest food place was :: Oh...:: looks at Seiben :: Are you hungry?

STSF Seiben: Seiben> Yes, I can eat.

Heather Jamieson: ((almost did "are au hungry?"))

STSF Seiben: (spy!)

STSF_BluRox: Jas..... once you get your transfer in order, be sure to take it to Commander Wydown so she can get you all processed and proper clearances made

Heather Jamieson: ((I am na a spy))

STSF_BluRox: (spy!)

Rue Wydown: Rue> Oi. Have you tried feeding her? Maybe that might calm her down?

Heather Jamieson: (Ever see a Rihan with auburn hair? I think not... )

STSF Seiben: (I've seen a Rihan with blonde hair  )

Heather Jamieson: :: Grabs Seiben's hand :: Help me find some good food for people

Heather Jamieson: (Yar's daughter)

STSF Seiben: Seiben> Ahh, OK

STSF Seiben: (yep)

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Smirks:: I'd rather not break the reprieve of her sleep.

STSF_BluRox: I'll be back, I want to go catch up with Rue

Heather Jamieson: :: Leads him out of the trial room ::

Rue Wydown: Rue> Good point.

STSF Seiben: ::follows Heather and nods to Blu as she leaves::

Rue Wydown: Rue> Perhaps ear plugs then?

Heather Jamieson: :: Sees she's still holding Seiben's hand :: Oh, let me give that back to you. I think it's this way. :: pointing and walking ::

Jas: ::Shakes his head awake, somehow having retained Blu's command, and heads out in search of Rue::

Jas: Brig Guard> You know, I had considered it...

Heather Jamieson: There it is... could be a bunch of replicators though.

STSF Seiben: I believe it is. ::follows Heather to the food court:: There's a great place that sells some good steak and burgers, if people are into that.

Rue Wydown: Rue> I've served with her for the past year, I highly recommend it.

STSF Seiben: ^ Seiben

 

Heather Jamieson: Replicated I hope.

STSF Seiben: I think so. I doubt they keep cows in here.

Heather Jamieson: I wonder what Kasuga would like... chicken? :: starts to laugh :: Oh I should not laugh. :: giggle ::

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Quirks an eyebrow:: Is that right?

STSF Seiben: ::shrugs:: Not sure. It seems pretty bad though.

Heather Jamieson: :: Starts looking at the menu :: Oh my... so many choices.. that's the trouble with replicated meals.. you can choose anything and they offer everything.

Jas: ::Heads to administrative area of station to take care of his transfer::

STSF Seiben: Seiben> Yeah, and they never seem to taste... right sometimes. But still I don't complain.

Heather Jamieson: I'm getting to go meals...

Heather Jamieson: They are simulated.. just like if I dye my hair.. it's never quite right.

STSF Seiben: What to people like? ::orders some chicken chow mein from a Chinese restaurant::

Rue Wydown: Rue> Yep. I've got three sets, two back ups just in case. ::tight smile:: I'm going to go try to find the other Admiral and give her a heads up that one of her witnesses is rather indisposed. Please comm me if she wakes and tries to revolt.

Heather Jamieson: I think for her I will get chicken marsala...

STSF Seiben: ::nods:: Sounds good to me. ::gets some drinks as well::

Jas: Brig Guard> ::Nods tiredly:: It's the first thing I'll do.

Heather Jamieson: For her representation.... chicken cacciatore...

STSF Seiben: Do you know what the admiral likes to eat?

STSF_BluRox: ::exits the conference room and went to find Rue::

Heather Jamieson: Me... chicken soup.

Heather Jamieson: I don't know, but I don't think she wanted me to get anything for her. I've never been invited to eat with her.

STSF Seiben: Seiben> That's alot of chicken

Rue Wydown: Rue>::scatches the back of her head as she heads towards the lift::

Heather Jamieson: :: gets three bags... :: What are you having. Chinese?

STSF Seiben: Seiben> Hm, my cousin Hans didn't tell me either.. though I never thought to ask.

STSF_BluRox: (hey!! I bought you waffles!))

Heather Jamieson: (Oh, the mind forgets, who are you people?)

STSF_BluRox: (I

STSF Seiben: Seiben> Some General Tao chicken and some chow mein

STSF_BluRox: (I"ve only had waffles with you and Admiral Calvert....irl) lol

Jas: ::Explains for about the third time why he needs the transfer and how he ended up on the ship to the clearly-uninterested secretary in the administrative department::

STSF Seiben: (mmm.. waffles)

Heather Jamieson: (That's true, forgot my wig though)

Heather Jamieson: (Those four cups of coffee were not a good idea, in hindsight)

 

STSF_BluRox: +Rue+ Where can I meet with you?

Rue Wydown: Admin> ::yawns:: yeah, yeah, yeah, they all say that. ::takes a look at Jas' PADD::

Heather Jamieson: :: Goes to see Kasuga and company ::

STSF Seiben: Ayumu> ::going over the evidence with Lt. Medley::

Jas: ::Exasperated, with hand gestures:: I'm telling you, I had a tail!!

Heather Jamieson: :: Knocks on the door where Kasuga was last seen ::

STSF Seiben: Ayumu> ::Sees Medley is busy:: Enter.

Rue Wydown: +BluRox+ I'm heading back up to the conference room. Let me know where you want to meet.

Heather Jamieson: :: Enters :: I brought food. :: holds up bags of food ::

Rue Wydown: Admin>::checks out his rear:: I don't see no tail.

STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::brings in some food as well::

Jas: ::Rolls his eyes and takes a deep breath before continuing:: I said, "had," that's past-tense.

STSF_BluRox: +Rue+ There a small meeting room down the hall from the main conference room. Meet me there and I'll send out for something fresh to eat. We have some things we need to discuss, the sooner the bettter

STSF Seiben: Ayumu> Thanks - I was getting a bit hungry. They don't really feed us too well in the brig.

Heather Jamieson: I could not fit a micro-transporter in the food either.

STSF Seiben: Ayumu> They still need to work on that.

Rue Wydown: +BluRox+ Be there in a few moments.

Rue Wydown: Admin> So, why is that our problem?

Rue Wydown: Rue>::takes a few minutes, but eventually she's made it to said conference room to await the Admiral::

 

Heather Jamieson: Have you met...err, Seiben... right?

STSF_BluRox: +Rue+ Thank you Rue.... :: Stops by the pub and orders a few items and asks that it be sent up when ready

STSF Seiben: Yes.

STSF_BluRox: :: heads to the small conference room and finds Rue already there:: Thank you for coming ....

STSF Seiben: Ayumu> Seiben? Another one?

Heather Jamieson: There are more?

Jas: ::Leans down on desk and stares the administrator dead on:: I was part of a research team, we got attacked, *I* was turned into a lizard, rescued by the crew of the Republic and now all I need -- what I *really* need -- is a transfer to the ship so I can go about the rest of my day.

STSF_BluRox: They will be bringing something to eat shortly

Jas: ((I feel like the George Costanza of Star Trek))

STSF Seiben: Seiben> Yeah, there's alot of us in Starfleet.

Rue Wydown: Admin> You want to be posted to Republic? ::glances at his paperwork:: Medical, Science or Waste Management?

Rue Wydown: ((grrr))

STSF_BluRox: (Jas Costanza...has a nice ring)

Rue Wydown: Rue> I've got some bad news. You'd better sit down.

Jas: ((Might need a last name retcon))

Heather Jamieson: :: Eats her meal ::

Jas: ::Through gritted teeth:: Medical.

STSF_BluRox: That bad? Worse than my helmsman being on trial for negligence?

STSF Seiben: Seiben & Ayumu> ::Eats their meals too::

STSF_BluRox: Just as long as Jax didn't kill anyone.....or insult the Admiral...anything else we should be able to fix

STSF Seiben: Yeoman> ::comes in and brings Blu and Rue some food and waffles::

Rue Wydown: Admin> ::starts typing:: Waste Management could be a lucrative career path, you know.

Rue Wydown: Rue> Yeah, about that.... ::makes sure she has something between herself and Blu's claws:: Jax sort of met with the Admiral and somehow, but the end of that meeting ended up in the brig. I can draw a conclusion on why...

 

STSF_BluRox: Ah!! They did have waffles! Excellent

Jas: ::Mutters:: Better than administrative...

STSF_BluRox: Funny Rue....seriously.....what did she do?

STSF_BluRox: :: watching Rue's face::

STSF_BluRox: Oh.....bloody blue blazes......

Heather Jamieson: Kas... any news?

STSF Seiben: Seiben> ::eats his chow mein with his chopsticks::

Rue Wydown: Rue> She gave the Admiral the "what for" according the brig guard. Apparentlly there's plans for a second hearing after this one.

STSF Seiben: Ayumu> We're looking over the evidence and Jax's engineering logs, as well as repair logs. Hopefully we can be able to back up our defense case.

Rue Wydown: Admin>I heard that. ::purposely makes a typo to make the new assignment much more painful, like assigning his quarters in the most obnixious part of the ship::

Jas: ::Looks up towards ceiling:: No clue what you're talking about.

Heather Jamieson: Many pieces...

STSF Seiben: Many many.

STSF_BluRox: What the...??! Is she insane? And this....will absolutely not put him in an altruistic mood. He had been willing to overlook some procedural deficiencies, due to the mission we had just been on, it's success and the high stress level....but this...... we may end up losing two officers if we don't nip this in the bud.

Rue Wydown: Admin>::hands the PADD over:: Report to Admiral BluRox and Cmdr Wydown after the Ayumu hearing tomorrow afternoon. They'll get you settled.

STSF_BluRox: : sighs:: What exactly did Jax have to say for herself when you went to see her

Jas: ::Takes PADD, relieved it's finally over:: Thank you! You have a, uh...good day. ::Takes off::

Rue Wydown: Rue> I didn't get a chance to see her. She'd finally fallen asleep therefore the guard was disinclined to waking her up for all the racket she's been making down there. This looks pretty bad Blu. Not only does this impune the credibility of her report, but if she can't get it together, she's going to tank us all.

STSF_BluRox: two minute warning

Heather Jamieson: Let me know how I can help...

Heather Jamieson: But you have my data

Rue Wydown: Admin>::smirks, having just assigned the young man to PO duty as well as Medical::

STSF Seiben: Ayumu> You've already been quite helpful, but I have the feeling I could use all the help I can get.

STSF_BluRox: I'm on pretty good terms with Admiral Calvert....or I had been before this mess. I'll take the brunt of this. I was supposed to meet him for dinner later anyway. I'll report to him and take the heat for the crew as best I can.

Jas: ::Smirks, having finally been rid of the terrible administrator forever...::

 

STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM

STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM

STSF_BluRox: PAUSE SIM

 

STSF Seiben: ::Paused::

Jas: ::paused::

STSF_BluRox: Nice sim everyone. Did a great job filling in holes while we had some folks out tonight.

STSF_BluRox: I'll try to see if I can do something with the Admiral if he's got a few,, if not, we'll get back to it in sim next week

STSF_BluRox: Rue, do you have anything for the crew?

Rue Wydown: Nope. good job guys

STSF_BluRox: Seiben, it might be next year before you actually get you abord

STSF_BluRox: LOL..I almost wrote Beiber

STSF_BluRox: (both canadian....lol)

STSF Seiben: lol

Heather Jamieson: I'm off... back to new work

STSF Seiben: Both also have nice hair too

Heather Jamieson: Night all

STSF Seiben: Goodnight everyone

Rue Wydown: Night guys

Jas: G'night folks!

STSF_BluRox: Crew Dismissed

 

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