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"Kobliad Knights"

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SUMMARY: All is calm in the eye of the storm, so to speak; the reinforcements from the Ninth Fleet, a small horde of Akira, Steamrunner, and smaller Centaur and Saber-class vessels are organizing into a repelling and invasion force. Starfleet is set to take the fight to the Breen/Tzenkethi alliance, with the Hyperion as the tip of the spear.

<GD_CJ>

<<<Resume>>>

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::seated in the Big Chair, trying to get used to the view from there::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::steps out of Engineering, leaving it in her ENG's capable hands::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::flicks some of her hair behind her ear and focusses on a PADD as she trots along the corridor::

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

::hums as she stands up from her desk to go out to check on patients in the main ward, stopping to smell the flower on her desk before heading out the door::

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

::Is running through a number of Tactical diagnostics before they set off again.::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::spins into a Turbolift:: TL: Bridge, pronto.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::looks down at the helm, Ethan still not on duty after the accident::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::hears the TL doors open and suddenly hesitates. Peeks out, checking for Rome::

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::glances over his shoulder:: CEO: Don't worry, he's not here. Some high-level comms came in. He'll be busy for a while.

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

::checks in on the ICU, a couple of the worst cases from the battle are still in recovery.. ::

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

::Notics the TL door open.:: CEO: He's not here commander.

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::breathes audibly:: OPS: Thank god for that.. ::steps onto the bridge carpet::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::smirks at TAC:: TAC: Does everyone on this ship know what's gong on at this stage?

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::chuckles:: CEO: I told you RumorNet is a formidable force in the universe. Faster than warp 12.

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

CEO: Well... I monitor on board communications, and always have my ear to the floor...

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::makes her way past TAC:: TAC: Maybe stay away from any transmissions I send to the Bremen, yea? ::winks and carries on down to OPS::

<CTO_LtCmdr_Feyna>

::Exits out of the turbolift, looking calm and collected, and heads to a quiet Tac station to work::

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

CEO: How's things down in Engineering?

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

::Salutes the Commander with his index and middle finger::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::rests a hand on OPS's shoulder and sits at the conn:: OPS: Engineering is fine. ::waves her hand dismissing his question. Hands him the PADD:: OPS: More importantly, how's Ethan? ::leans in a little::

<MACO_Williams>

::steps into Sickbay, glancing around somewhat nervously::

<CTO_LtCmdr_Feyna>

::Looks up the communication she received from other vessels in the fleet, and starts to organise them in relevence to the Hyperion::

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

Williams: Good morning, what can I do for you?

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

<MACO_Williams>

::stands up a little straighter at being addressed:: CMO: Doctor, ma'am... I have a wound. I've tried to deal with it myself, but, uh... it's interfering with my ability to work.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::takes the PADD:: CEO: He's doing well enough. Should be released back to duty soon. Meanwhile he says he's alright but his ribs bother him a litttle.

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

Williams: I see.. sit down let me have a look. ::grabs a tricorder::

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

Williams: What happened?

<MACO_Williams>

::glances about once more, looking to the MACO guarding the door before moving to take a seat, slipping out of her jacket:: CMO: Well... it's kind of embarrassing. I was fighting that Tzenkethi behemoth outside the cargo bay. Got up on it's back. I managed to take it down, but, I kinda cut myself trying to free my knife.

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::nods with relief:: OPS: Good. I've not had a chance to stop by. I'm glad he's doing better. ::smiles gently:: OPS: And how are you?

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

Williams: Where did you cut yourself?

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

CEO: And he's being pissy about you not visiting, so best you fix that. ::smiles at her:: I'd feel better if you were in that chair, but I'll keep the seat warm in the meantime.

<MACO_Williams>

::lifts her undershirt a bit, untying a bloodied rag from her torso to reveal an ugly-looking and oozing cut from her hip to her ribs:: CMO: It was a stupid mistake. Thing was thrashing around. I kinda... panicked.

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::smiles sideways at OPS:: OPS: I'll bring him grapes when I'm off duty. That'll shut him up.

<CTO_LtCmdr_Feyna>

::Tosses her head slightly, to get some hair from her eyes, before silently tapping on the panels in front of her, sending off suggestions to other CTOs on group tactics::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

OPS: As for the chair... ::grimaces and speaks quietly:: OPS: Let's just say I'm happy to have you there as a buffer right now.

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

::continues scanning Williams:: Williams: Well, it appears to be infected.. lay down for me please. ::motions to a nurse:: Nurse: Get me a dose of antibiotic gel, and a dermal regenerator

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::sighs:: CEO: I understand. I really do but I still feel it's not really happening. I don't like the decisions I'm pushed into. I thought I wouldn't have that again.

<MACO_Williams>

::Sighs softly in frustration, but does as she's told:: CMO: I didn't know what to do, I... I don't really like going to doctors. No offense...

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

::Is listening in on Lyon and Danann's conversation.:: CEO: ... We're just glad you're back ma'am.

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::nods grimly:: OPS: I'l try and get it straightened out as fast as I can. ::looks at him seriously, her expression softening:: OPS: Is he doing OK? I worry...

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

Williams: There's nothing to be afraid of, I'll have this taken care of in a few minutes ::smiles reassuringly::

<MACO_Williams>

::sighs and tries to relax::

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

Williams: How is the pain? ::finishes applying the ointment, then works on the cut with the dermal regenerator::

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

CEO: I will manage for the time being. ::leans back in his chair:: He's stressed as much as he doesn't want to show it. I know the signs. This is a big assignment and it will take it's toll, I know it. I just hope we can pick up the pieces.

<MACO_Williams>

::winces slightly:: CMO: Manageable... but annoying. Making it hard to do PT.

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::nods:: OPS: You have this. Just.. don't ::stops:: OPS: Forget it. I'm not gonna tell you how to manage your Captain. ::leans back, logs into the conn, slaving Engineering through it to check in::

<CTO_LtCmdr_Feyna>

::Looks over at the centre of the bridge, and the conversation happening, listening and absorbing, but not getting involved::

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

CEO: I know what you're not saying. I won't.

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

CEO: So did you miss ^us^, commander?

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::opens her mouth to elaborate but cuts off the conversation on hearing TAC speak. Turns around at the conn and looks back at him over her shoulder:: TAC: Every second, Blondie.

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

::has closed up the subdermal layers, now repairing the top layers of skin:: Williams: I can give you an analgesic for the pain; this might still hurt for a day or two, don't hesitate to come back if you need anything else

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::looks around the bridge, realising everything they said was heard:: CEO: Oops.

<CTO_LtCmdr_Feyna>

::Rolls her eyes at Lyon, but ending it with a small smile::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::widens her eyes at OPS::

<MACO_Williams>

::manages a brief, mirthless smile:: CMO: I'm sure I'll be fine, ma'am. Thank you.

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

CEO: Ohh goood. ::puts his hand on in his.:: Because I haven't been grilled in months... and things are way too quiet around here.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::laughs:: CEO: Seems sound carries on this bridge.

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

Williams: You're welcome. You're free to go now..::smiles back politely::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

TAC: Not my job anymore, hotshot. Besides, you were starting to enjoy them way too much. It's time Commander Lyon took over.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::grins:: TAC: You haven't given me enough reason to yell yet, Ensign. It takes a while, ask LtCmdr Feyna over there.

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

CEO: But he's really cool, and surprisingly nice. He even gets on with the new Holographic Security Program i made.

<MACO_Williams>

::sits up and replaces her shirt, not hesitating to get off the biobed and retrieve her jacket:: CMO: Thank you again, doctor. ::nods to Rousseau before moving to the MACO by the door, giving him a warning look before disappearing out into the corridor::

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

<CTO_LtCmdr_Feyna>

::Raises an eyebrow:: TAC: Yelling's not his thing. it's the ::Stops for a moment for dramatic effect:: other stuff you have to look out for

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

TAC: The Commander could get along with a Nausicaan with a tooth ache, Ensign.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

CEO: Tell that to the Nausican I shot when Ethan proposed to me.

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::smirks at OPS:: OPS: Hell of a strange reaction, there, gorgeous.

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

::Looks at Lyon and chuckles, remembering an earlier conversation:: CEO: And I appear to be that Nausicaan in this metaphor.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::laughs again:: CEO: Granted the Nausican was trying to kill us at the time.

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

OPS: Oh, well, then... ::grins and notices a light flashing on her console, turns to take care of it::

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

::shakes her head slightly, moving on to the next patient on the list..::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

OPS: Shield diagnostic complete... it's located a phase misalignment in the secondary field coils. Once we get that unit replaced we should have full shield capacity.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::glances over at the console:: CEO: Will that be done before we enter the Badlands?

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

OPS: Bloody better be...

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

CEO: Should I go take a look at it... I have some rounds to make.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::makes a few notes on his console::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::shakies her head:: TAC: Thanks, but I have Nelson and Mandela on it. ::looks at OPS:: OPS: They'll be done in five minutes.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

CEO: That quick? The Captain will be pleased.

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

CEO: Fair enough ma'am. Well... Good to see you on the bridge... Self: Time to do things.... ::Grabs a PADD, and walks to the turbolift::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

OPS: No he won't, but it's a nice thought. ::focusses on her console, directing the Engineering duo to to the busted unit::

<CMO_LtJg_Rousseau>

::looks over a patient's chart on a PADD: he's still in recovery from surgery, deep gashes, puncture wounds from tzenk claws::

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

CEO: Stop being cynical. He'll be happy the ship is fixed.

<TAC_Ens_Douglas>

OPS: Captain's never happy sir.... only slightly less pissed off. ::Steps into the turbolift.:: TL: Holodeck 1. ::Smirks as the doors close.::

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

OPS: I'll stop being cynical when he stops being an- ::shuts her mouth:: OPS: I'll try.

<OPS_Cmdr_Lyon>

::sighs:: CEO: Seems I need to have words with our Captain about his disposition. Like never.

<CEO_LtCmdr_Danann>

OPS: If you do, I wanna see the transcript.

<MACO_Williams>

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