- , Mission #

"The Patrol"

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

Mission Summary

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

The Hyperion is closing in on Starbase G-6 and their latest batch of crew at high warp. The ship is running smoothly, the warp drives hum with efficiency, and the crew find a quiet moment of contemplation.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

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<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::stands on the bridge, contemplating::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Looks at her console, ensuring that the drills are being run regularly, and deciding to suddenly change the pattern to shake them up a little::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

@::kicks his heels in the departures lounge of G-6, pulling his tattered white(ish) lab coat around him and adjusting the position of the surgical kit strapped around his shoulder::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::crosses his legs:: NAV: What's our ETA, Cadet?

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::strolls over to CTO:: CTO: Jo, has Douglas surrendered his rifle to you yet?

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::giving Sickbay a final scrub-down and rearranging stuff::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::Is stood at his post, running minor diagnostics of some the tactical systems::

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

CO: About 15 min. Sir

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Looks a touch thrown at being addressed as 'Jo':: XO: It has been logged Commander ::Gives Douglas a swift look::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

NAV: Good. Have you ever docked a ship before...outside a simulation?

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

::makes the necessary preparation for docking::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::attempts to smile:: CTO: Good job.

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

Co: Not in this lifespan no Sir, but other hosts have.

ACTION: A small, furry rodent dashes out from under the equipment cart that MED Rousseau is cleaning.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Smiles back at Danaan, a little tentatively, and murmurs:: XO: You alright Commander?

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::smiles:: NAV: Carry on.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

Self: oh crap, where'd that come from??..::gets out phaser, sets on stun::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::Feels eyes burning in the side of his head, but ignores the sensation and carries on with his work::

ACTION: The unidentified rodent scurries into the CMO's office adjoining Sickbay.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::shoots the rodent, it falls over, picks it up and quickly disposes of it::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::looks surprised at the question:: CTO: A little light on sleep. And... other... ::frowns:: CTO: Maybe now's not the time. ::smiles at the other woman and returns to the command area::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::looks up:: XO: Inform station Ops that we're on approach, Commander.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Gestures to Danann, before she moves to far away:: XO: I'm free later, if that works better

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::looks for rodent holes:: Computer: Identify where that could have gotten in here..

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::doesn't look back at CTO but waves her a hand to the affirmative:: CO: Yes, Captain. ::turns to her chair console and logs in::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

MED: Sensors indicate rodent fecal matter traces in Jeffries Tube 16a, Sections 12 through 31.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

*Station_OPS*: This is Commander Danann, USS Bremen... OPS, we're on our final approach. Requesting permission to dock. ::voice is clear but a little husky::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#CTO: Joanne, when we're docked please inform Engineering that I want a full diagnostic done on all tactical and defensive systems under your supervision.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Seems a little shocked at herself, as the only other two people she socialised with were Rome and Idrani, or used to be Idrani, anyway::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

@<Station_OPS>

*CO*: This is Station G-6, please repeat. We have the U.S.S. Hyperion on sensors, please confirm designation.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

Self: Great.. now we've got rodents... yech

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Shakes her head for a moment, and looks up at Rome:: CO: Yes Captain

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

<*XO*>

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::begins climbing into the jeffries tube with cleaning supplies:: Computer: Are there any living rodents in the jeffries tubes?

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::frowns:: *Station OPS*: Oh... em... apologies, OPS, I comfirm, USS Hyperion.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::looks over at Danann but doesn't say anything::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

@<Station_OPS>

*XO*: Confirmed, Commander. You're cleared for approach, docking hatch 4 is open. We have 16 on the departures list for you.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Starts setting things in place, so that Tactical can run, whilst she supervises the Engineering work::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::observes the crew, quietly. Is feeling tired, and off his game today::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

MED: Affirmative, sensors detect 4 lifesigns of the rodentia family.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

Computer: Show me where they are. ::Readies phaser, on stun::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Thinks that having a chat with the Commander might be of use after shift, and was glad she trusted her instincts and took the leap in suggesting it::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

MED: Lifesigns are 12 metres ahead.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

NAV: Docking hatch 4 is ours, Cadet. Bring us in nice and easy. *Station OPS*: Thank you, OPS, we're maneuvering now.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

Self: hm, is this a cleaning crew problem, or a security problem..?

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::bites her lip, cursing herself::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

@<Station_OPS>

*XO*: Understand, Hyperion. G-6 out.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::vacuums up the icky stuff and crawls forward to find the rodents::

ACTION: The tannoy sounds over the departures lounge; "U.S.S. Hyperion is now arriving at Docking Hatch Four. Please ensure all of your belongings are with you, then make your way to Docking Hatch Four."

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::leans to his side:: XO: I'll take over here, you go to the docking hatch and escort Doctor Kymar to the Bridge. ::smiles::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::gets the list of the 16 new arrivals from the station, checking it off the info she had to hand::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

@::watches the mingling crew pick up their things and wander over to the airlock, waiting for everyone to finish before doing the same::

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

Self: Great, we're docking.. better go back

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

*ME*: This is Lt Feyna. On the request of the Captain, we are to perform a full diagnostic on both the tactical and defensive systems whilst we are at the station. I don't want us in a skirmish half-cocked

ACTION: Before Rousseau turns, she spots a small bundle of cables and a few torn packages of Starfleet rations. Inside, the tiniest squeaks can be heard.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::decides rodents are a minor security issue - they can eat through wiring::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::looks up at CO's voice, wants to kick herself that he feels the need to get her off his bridge:: CO: Of course. ::grabs the PADD with the manifest on it:: CO: Right away...

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

<ENG_Bentley>

*CTO*: Understood, Lieutenant. I'll have my teams begin a full diagnostic.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

Self: or maybe it's an engineering problem...?

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::chuckles to himself hearing Feyna's orders, ramps up the tactical diagnostic to full::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

*ENG_Bentley*: I will be supervising the diagnostic from the bridge, so it'll need the full spit and polish i'm afraid

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

*CTO*: No problem, Lieutenant. I'll make sure she gets the works.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

*Engineering:* This is Doctor Rousseau, I've found signs of mice in the Jeffries tubes near Sickbay

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#TAC: Cadet. A word.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::stands up and heads with uncharacteristic slowness to the back of the bridge::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

<ENG_Bentley>

*MED*: Understood, Cadet. You'll have to take care of it though, all of my teams are out with priority diagnostics.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

TL: Docking bay

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

*ENG:* Ok, I'll see what I can do. Don't get alarmed if you hear phaser fire in here..

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::Pokes his head up from his console at the Captain:: CO:: Yes sir. ::said a little bit nervously and confused, he was sure he didnt do anything this time::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::Waves him over::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::leans against TL wall, closes her eyes, purses her lips and takes a deep breath through her nose:: Self: Dammit, Tony...

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::aims at the nearest mouse, attempts to stun it, moves to the next one::

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

XO: The ship is docked Sir.

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::Walks over to the captain cautiously::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

CO: I swear, I didn't do it this time.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

*NAV*: Well done, Cadet! Power down and hand off control to station personnel.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Watches the initial progress of Bentley's diagnostic through the consoles at her station, using one to continue monitoring the reports from the tactical dry runs::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::laughs:: TAC: Relax, Cadet. I just wanted to tell you that the report from Sickbay was excellent. Well done.

ACTION: The Hyperion sleekly docks, the docking slamps closing onto her with a resounding *thunk*.

ACTION: The phaser shots easily take out the tiny, baby mice.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::Picks up the mouse bodies and ration packages, drops it gingerly into the bucket she's carrying, heads back into Sickbay::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Looks up at Rome's praise, and smiles down at the console for a moment, before quickly ordering 2 Raktajinos from the replicator::

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

::Powers down the the station and hands of control to Station::

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

self: I don't have time for this...

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::Puffs and relaxes:: CO: Thank you sir. I find medical work interesting, learn how a biological machine works. Its been giving me new avenues to try on my designs.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::dries her eyes with her hands, hold sher breath and shakes her shoulders:: Self: Come on, you can do this... ::runs her hand thorugh her curling hair and steps out of the turbolift and towards the embarkation area::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

<ENG_Bentley>

*CTO*: Lieutenant, this is Bentley from Engineering. Our diagnostics of the torpedo guidance systems have already turned up a big, she'll need a full calibration.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::washes her hands, scrubbing thoroughly, and dumps the bucket into the incinerator::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#TAC: Good. Now back to work.

ACTION: Onboard the station, the airlock slides open and the handful of crewmembers begin shuffling onboard and moving to their designated departments.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Quietly deposits one cup at Douglas' work station, where it waits there. steaming for him, and carrys the other to Rome::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#NAV: Good job Mr. Gunn. Run a short diagnostic on your station while we're powered down.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::closes up the Jeffries tube and does a final inspection of Sickbay::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::looks up:: CTO: Thank you Joanne.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Places the cups next to Rome's chair, and goes back to the replicator to get herself a herbal tea::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::Nods at Rome:: CO: Aye sir. ::Walks back to his console. Is incredibly surprised at the cup of tea, Feyna has left for him. He looks at her and smiles::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::steps over the airlock door and through the short passage before moving through into the Hyperion itself, taking a moment to smile and admire the sleek lines of the newer Starfleet vessel::

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

CO: Yes Sir. ::Starts to make diagnostic on NAV Station::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Murmurs quietly:: Self: A good deed for a good deed

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::feels the crew is coming together nicely, after a rocky start::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

CMO: Doc!

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

::looks at his shipmates and senses tension in the air::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::turns towards the voice, a brief flash of recognition hitting him and bringing a smile to his face:: XO: Commander Danann. I don't have any sandwiches, I'm afraid.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::makes a mental note to go back and talk to Engineering about the mice::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Picks up her own cup, and breathes in the mint fumes:: TAC: Don't mention it Douglas

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

CTO: Umm, thank you leftenant. ::takes a sip of his tea, and smiles inside, before getting on with some more diagnostics and tactical simulations::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::takes a long wiff of his Raktajino before bringing it to his lips and taking a small sip::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::has to laugh, steps over to CMO, and offers him her hand:: CMO: Good to have you aboard. I've been starving since I get here, myself.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::takes her hand warmly and gives it a shake:: XO: I've been on G-6 for almost 24 hours, they only have the older Mark-II replicators. Can't get anything even remotely tasty out of it, it's been a bland two days.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

*Eng*: Then you'd better get a team on that Bentley. We need to be ready for anything

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#NAV: Have you got our flightplan ready, Cadet?

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

<ENG_Bentley>

*CTO*: Uhh, aye lieutenant. We're working on the targeting relays, but I don't think we should touch the tactical calibrations.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

CO: Captain, the torpedo guidance system needs a full recalibration. Waiting on Bentley for timelines, but thought you should know Sir

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::escorts him onto the Hyperion:: CMO: Well, you'll be glad to know we had an overhaul of the replicators not six months ago. They may even do hasperat to your liking now. ::smiles, but it comes across a little flat:: CMO: So where first, Commander?

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::sighs:: Self: Five minutes. All I ask for.

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

CO: AYE SIR ::Begins to make prepare a course to Caldik Prime::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

*Eng*: You're the engineer, you do what needs to be done to get the system working. Within reason, naturally

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::smiles slightly, glancing at her askance:: XO: My stomach can wait, I'm sure Captain Rome will want me to report in.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#CTO: Make sure they finish the recalibration quickly.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Tilts her head to one side, and looks a tad arch at Rome:: CO: I'll get them to do it right, but in as short time as possible.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::chuckles:: CTO: Carry on.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

*Eng*: Bentley, do you have an estimated timeline for the recal?

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::takes a sip of his Raktajino, as he has a feeling he won't be able to sit and enjoy it for much longer::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::stops in from of a TL, steps to the side to let the CMO in first.:: CMO: Bridge first, then. Then I know your staff will be itching to meet you.

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

CO: Course laid in to Caldik Prime Sir.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::replicates some mouse traps::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

<ENG_Bentley>

*CTO*: About ten minutes, Lieutenant.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#NAV: Upload the flightplan to station Ops please.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::chuckles, stepping into the TL:: XO: A staff? That'll make a change.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

CO: It should be sorted before we cross pathes with anyone untoward Captain

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#CTO: That will be the day, Lieutenant.

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

::Uploads the flightplan to the Station Ops: Caldik Prime, then the Nehru system. After that Mizar system and our end point will be Barisa Prime::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::nods politely:: TL: Bridge. ::clears her throat:: CMO: So, what have you been up to since we served on the Hooke?

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

CO: Are you telling me you can't stay out of trouble for 10 minutes, sir?

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

CO: No, wait, I don't need you to answer that. I've been your shadow for way too long

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

CO: Done Sir.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::smiles and sips of his coffee:: NAV: Then sit back and enjoy the peace and quiet.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::puts the mousetraps in her desk to set up later when she has more time::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::feels a brief flash of something, but pushes it down behind a congenial smile:: XO: Oh, this and that. I was running a medical triage on Ira IV for a few months, kept me out of touch.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

@<Station_OPS>

*Hyperion*: G-6 to Hyperion, your deuterium is refilled and you're good to go. I've locked your course into our systems.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#*Station OPS*: Thank you, G-6. We are ready to disengage.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

CMO: Hm, heard about that on the News Network. Glad I wasn't there... ::feels TL coming to a halt, decides now is not the time to ask him if he's heard the latest about their mutual friends:: CMO: Shall we? ::voice cracks, covers it with a cough and steps onto the bridge::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#NAV: That didn't last long. Disengage from station power and bring the warp core online, then take us out, one half impulse. And set a course for our first destination.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::steps our behind her, his tattered, singed and slightly rumpled lab coat swishing behind him::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::Wonders why people are so nervous about the Tzenkethi because of his unfamiliarity::

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

CO: Ready to go Sir. ::Starts to disengage from G-6::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::overhears Danann arrive and stands up to face the newcomer::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

CO: Captain. I found him.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Takes a long drink of her spearmint tea, and reviews the new data on her screen, using it to determine if more changes need to be made to the tactical teams to make them more efficient::

ACTION: The docking clamps disengage and the Hyperion smoothly moves away from the station, turning on its axis and gliding into the distance.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

XO/CO: I was behind the curtains.

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

::Powers up the warp core, while making it at one half impulse::

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

CO: Captain, this is Commander Doctor Kymar. CMO: Doc, Captain Rome.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::smiles, his eyes measuring up the new Chief Medical Officer, stopping briefly on a rather nasty stain on his coat::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#CMO: Commander, or do you prefer Doctor? ::extends his hand::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

::Looks over t Feyna working:: CTO: Is there anything on your mind leftenant?

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::smiles, taking Rome's hand and giving it a firm shake:: CO: Depends on whether I'm being yelled at or not, Captain. The latter will do for most occasions.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#CMO: Then I'll save Commander for the yelling. ::smiles:: Welcome aboard the Hyperion.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::moves off to let the two men get acquainted::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

;;Looks over at Douglas:: TAC: Nothing more than wanting to ensure we are ready for anything that may hit us during this scout. Cadet. Yourself?

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::flashes a quick grin:: CO: It's a pleasure to be here. I was told I might have a staff, I was telling COmmander Danann how that'll make a change from my usual posting.

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

CO: Course is set for Caldik Prime ::Wating for the captains engage::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#CMO: Cadet Rousseau, aye. A fine young Doctor. I suspect she is tidying up the place for you.

<MED_Cdt_Rousseau>

::gives a quick visual inspection for more mice::

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::turns around:: NAV: Engage, warp 6.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::sits into her seat with a muffled sigh::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::nods:: CO: It sounds wonderful.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::smiles:: CMO: Now, I assume you've reviewed our orders?

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

CTO: I dont really know much about the Tzenkethi ma'am. But I get a distinct sense of apprehension and minor anxiety from the crew about it. I've been working on the weapons and shield systems trying to get a little more give out of them, but I'm not sure what to expect.

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

CO: Aye Sir ::Makes it so on the console to warp 6::

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::nods again:: CO: I received them over subspace. I'll get settled and have Sickbay reporting in within the hour.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

TAC: Nor do the rest of us, Douglas

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::nods:: CMO: Then dinner, senior officer's lounge, 1900 hours.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::flashes another quick grin:: CO: Perhaps, I haven't eaten a proper meal in a few days. I look forward to it, Captain.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Overhears the Captain's plans with the Doctor, and silently curses to herself, as that had been the time and place she'd intended to take Danann to open up::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

CTO: Dont get me wrong, I'll fight anything if you tell me to. I'm not nervous, we will prevail whatever the outcome. But just the air at the moment, you can feel it sizzle the closer we get to the border.

ACTION: The Hyperion streaks through space, exploding into warp at Cadet Gunn's whim.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::puts a hand on Danann's shoulder:: XO: Finish up here, Commander. I'll be in my Ready room.

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#CMO: Likewise, Doctor.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

::nods and takes his leave, stepping back into the TL:: TL: Sickbay. ::lets the doors close, and the lift whisk him to his destination::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

CTO: I was just wondering if you were ok. Sorry to disturb your work ma'am.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::looks up at the CO and nods, looking back to the screen before replying:: CO: Yes sir.

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Shakes her head at him:: TAC: You weren't interrupting, not really

<CO_Captain_Rome>

#::retreats to the Ready room::

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Glances over at Danann, and can still feel a twinge of worry about her::

<TAC_Cdt_Douglas>

CTO: If you ever need to chat leftenant, apparently I'm quite good to yell at ma'am.

<XO_LtCmdr_Danann>

::watches CO dissappear into his office. Shakes off the rising feeling of panic:: NAV: You're doing well, Cadet. Any course corrections, run them by me, understood?

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Laughs unintentionally:: TAC: I'll remember that offer, if I ever need it Cadet

<CTO_Lt_Feyna>

::Contuinues watching the XO, her worry increasing::

<NAV_Cdt_Gunn>

XO: Aye Sir.

<CMO_Cmdr_Kymar>

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