USS Challenger - August 24, 2018

[STSF Jami 0]

Cptn Ja'Lale: USS Challenger Mission Brief - 24 Aug 2018: The away team is returning back to the Challenger after meeting and dining with the Arcadian representatives. They are now going to assist the Arcadians in scouting out new trade routes and travel areas to other points of the Federation within their system. The meetings with them were good, and will note that to Starfleet in consideration of their membership in the Federation.
Cptn Ja'Lale: TBS was 15 minutes. Any questions?

Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM
Cptn Ja'Lale: BEGIN SIM

John Randall: ::waiting to be transported with the rest of the AT::
Hunter Matheson: ::ditto::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Wondering if there would be any after effects from the food ::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::depends on your constitution::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::Stands with the rest of the team:: Are we all here?
John Randall: ::makes note to self to lay off seafood for a while::
Hunter Matheson: ::burp::
Hunter Matheson: ::cough::
John Randall: ::Ja'Lale:: Looks like it, sir.
Cptn Ja'Lale: +Challenger+ Five to beam up.
Cptn Ja'Lale: ACTION: The away team has been beamed back to the ship
Hunter Matheson: ::materializes about 10 lbs heavier than when they left and not feeling good about it::
John Randall: ::descends from the pad, goes through the door and approaches the TL::
Dvokr chim Hok: That was sure some interesting food, wouldn't you say?
Cptn Ja'Lale: I liked it.
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Seems sad.:: I wanted to do more swimming.
John Randall: ::a car arrives and he steps in:: Deck 3.
Hunter Matheson: ::steps down:: Interesting, yeah.
Hunter Matheson: ::syl:: Would have been nice.
Cptn Ja'Lale: Maybe we'll come back
John Randall: ::the lift takes him to deck 3 and he steps out of the car; goes down the corridor to his cabin and enters, nodding greetings to crewpersons along the way::
Hunter Matheson: ::thinking he should keep his mouth shut::
Hunter Matheson: So, Captain?
Cptn Ja'Lale: Yes?
John Randall: ::heads for the bedroom and strips off his uniform, which, frankly, smells of fish::
Hunter Matheson: Is there a meeting or something with these people, or are we gonna chill?
John Randall: ::after peeling off his uniform, goes into the head to take a much anticipated shower::
Hunter Matheson: ::shuffles toward the lift and holds the door open for the others:::
Cptn Ja'Lale: We'll help them chart out the area and send them our finding. But, I don't think we'll meet with them for some time.
Hunter Matheson: ::relaxes::
Hunter Matheson: ::leaning against the lift as it moves:::
Hunter Matheson: ::syl:: Remind me next time to not eat so much.
Dyan Sylvanis: :;Grins.:: I already told you not to go back for seconds, but you wouldn't listen to me.
Hunter Matheson: ::and another sigh:: Yes, ma'am. Next time hit me, please?
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::heads to his quarters to change uniforms::
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Smiles.:: I'll take you up on that.
Hunter Matheson: ::steps out of the lift before the doors close:: Thanks. ::wave to Syl and Hok::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Heads to his quarters ::
Hunter Matheson: ::enters quarters and zones out on the bunk:::
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Heads to her own bunk.::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::heads back up to the bridge::
Hunter Matheson: ::hoping that the skipper doesn't need him at helm::: 
John Randall: ::finishes his shower and steps out; towels himself dry and goes back to the bedroom to don a new uniform::
Hunter Matheson: :::and he's enjoying the peace and quiet until his bunkmate comes in with a bucket of ice water, and::: Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Taking her own relaxing shower before she has to get ready to go back on duty.::
John Randall: ::puts on uniform and goes to the computer terminal; pulls up the engineering report from Michaels and reads::
Hunter Matheson: ::::spitting expletives you don't want to hear while he attacks his bunkmate with a few other things, like after shave and shaving cream:::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Gets a drink of something...something warm ::
Hunter Matheson: :::and when it's all done they live in a disaster area:::
Cptn Ja'Lale: ::looking at a PADD with the Arcadian system mapped out::
Hunter Matheson: ::sitting on the floor, leaning against the bottom bunk, arms draped over what used to be a bunk::: So. Dale.
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Finishes and heads out ::
Hunter Matheson: Dale> Yeah?
Hunter Matheson: We gotta clean up this mess, bro.
Hunter Matheson: Dale> Pffftttt...
Hunter Matheson: So, you'd rather have Captain's Mast?
Hunter Matheson: Dale> ::snort:::
Hunter Matheson: Gees... Louise...
Hunter Matheson: ::head leaning against the bottom bunk, he prays *please no GQ, please no GQ, please no GQ*:::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Enters engineering for no reason ::
Hunter Matheson: ::hits his badge hoping its not ruined::: Matheson to engineering.
Dyan Sylvanis: ::Finishes up her shower and sets on getting changed into a new suit.::
Dvokr chim Hok: :: Seeing no one is answering :: +Matheson+ Hok here.
Hunter Matheson: +com+ I don't suppose you have a magic bunk room cleaner upper down there?
Dvokr chim Hok: +Matheson+ I don't...know?
Dvokr chim Hok: +Matheson+ Why...?
Hunter Matheson: +com+ Well, sir, someone came in and trashed our quarters. Need to get it cleaned up before the major takes inspection to a higher level.
Hunter Matheson: +com+ You got anything down there, sir?
Cptn Ja'Lale: (2 minutes)
Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM
Cptn Ja'Lale: PAUSE SIM
Cptn Ja'Lale: We'll pick up about an hour later, when we'll be ready to depart.