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1. [DL-N] Just Helping Out
From: Chris Weeda <weeda@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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2. USS Falcon: Taking his time...
From: Josh Turnof <josh@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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3. [USS Calypso] Fw: ZebraPeace
From: "Tree Deutscher" <treedr@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Message: 1
Date: Tue, 14 Jun 2005 12:15:07 -0600 (GMT-06:00)
From: Chris Weeda <weeda@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: [DL-N] Just Helping Out
Day 8
Nearing Midday
Near the Dining Hall, Outside on the Green
"Hullo. Sorry about that. I wasn't paying attention. Are the
flowers okay?"
Dargis looked at the blood spattered lady and nodded, =E2?oYes, the
flowers are perfectly fine, thank you. Are you injured? The blood on
your dress=E2?=A6=E2?=9D
She looked down, now aware of the state of her clothes, =E2?oOh. No,
I=E2?Tm fine. Just getting some more sausage rolls to feed Lily.=E2?=9D
=E2?oLily...=E2?=9D his voice trailed off for a moment as he paused,
=E2?oAh, so you=E2?Tre one of the newly joined. I=E2?Tm Dargis, one of
the riders here. I=E2?Tm also the gardener. Hence the flowers,=E2?=9D he
said, lifting the flowers as he did so.
His eyes glazed over for another moment, =E2?oAh, and you are the one
that bonded to the queen as well. I guess I=E2?Tll be answering to you
as some point or another, after your training is over.=E2?=9D
Malory nodded, =E2?oYes, well, I should probably get those sausage rolls
before Lily decides to track them down herself.=E2?=9D
Dargis smiled and pointed out where they were before continuing back
out into the dining area. Finding the nearest table, he set his
flowers down and began to arrange them so they could be put on the
tables.
<Well, that went well. Schmoozing with the junior queenrider is a
great start.>
**She just ran into me is all, nothing special. I was just helping
another rider out.**
<Well she wouldn=E2?Tt be bad for a first conquest either.>
**Hey if it happens, it happens. Not going to push the issue, I=E2?Tm
just going to be receptive.**
<Okay.>
Dargis felt the link fade into the background as his dragon D=E2?Tlion
ended the conversation. Satisfied with how it turned out, he continued
his work on arranging the flowers.
Submitted by
Dargis and D=E2?Tlion
AKA Chris Weeda
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Message: 2
Date: Tue, 14 Jun 2005 20:36:30 -0400
From: Josh Turnof <josh@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: USS Falcon: Taking his time...
Vox was standing around, checking off his list. Luckily, by now the
level 1
diagnostic had been done, and his lack of memory for his three highest
crewmen had been well-spread. He=B9d been looking for an officer named
Ensign
Andretti, who was his predecessor, but knowing that there was a meeting
the
next morning at 9am, he assumed he=B9d meet her there. Right now, as
the
captain had already given him charge, he=B9d wait until the repairs were
finished before he took over.
Picking up another PADD, he quickly transferred his notes to someone
who
looked like a new officer, like himself. Handing it to her, he didn=B9t
really feel like doing the whole meet-and-greet thing, "New, huh? We
will do
introductions later but for now, there are a lot of repairs to do so
start
on these?=B2 He was going to thank her, but she accepted the PADD with
no
noticeable response. That was until she threw it against the bulkhead.
His
shoulders raised in surprise, and when he looked over at her, he saw a
VERY
angry look with crossed arms beneath it.
<snip>
"If you can find the time, Ensign..........you have had significant
time to
orient yourself with the ****p. NOW, it is the moment for you and I to
proceed through turnover and for you to sign for all in engineering.
Until
you have properally assumed the watch, you are not the
ChEng................make no mistake about it." Claudia unfolded her
arms
and indicated travel with her left hand, palm up. "I believe you know
where
the ChEng's office is by now. If you will please proceed me."
<end snip>
He followed her arm, only so far as to pick up the PADD she=B9d just
thrown,
then, ushering her in, he closed the door to the office. As she opened
her
mouth for, what could really only be the most asinine, stupid,
brainless,
absurd, nonsensical, moronic thing, he cut her off to protect her from
further embarrassment. =B3First of all, as we haven=B9t been acquainted,
I am
Ensign Vox Dei, the CHIEF ENGINEER.
=B3Second of all, as of yesterday afternoon at 1337 < certainly no later
than
0900 this morning -- I was officially instated as the Chief Engineer,
as
under Starfleet code, 14:72, which states that the CAPTAIN shall
instate
whomever to be a staff position as he sees fit, and they shall hold ALL
of
the rights and privileges thereto. So, YES, I am the ChEng, and not
you...
=B3Third of all, I apologize for not having introduced myself,
however...
=B3Fourth of all, you will NEVER EVER throw another PADD again in my
presence
or otherwise so long as you are in my department. If you wish out, I
have
no way to stop you, nor would I oppose you going over my head to the
captain
or the First Officer to be reassigned.
=B3Fifth of all...=B2
****
Outside the Chief Engineer=B9s office...
=B3What=B9s going on in there?=B2 Bar-Bara asked Barbra who was standing
by the
sensory (or =B3pool table=B2) trying not to be too obvious that she was
listening. She failed.
=B3Shhh. Our newly assigned ChEng just met his predecessor, and is
giving it
to her both up and down and left and right. She=B9s wrong, but I
guarantee
you won=B9t admit it. Also, I think he might be conversationally anal
retentive...=B2
=B3What?=B2 BB didn=B9t get it.
=B3He=B9s listing why she=B9s wrong and ordering them.=B2
<Sixth of all, if you EVER so much as come into Main Engineering to
embarrass me again, I can promise you, not only will your REPLICATOR
not so
much as flicker to life, you will be lucky to ever have LIGHTS in your
quarters again...and just so we=B9re clear...Finally, YES, I did find
your
lame excuse for a prioritizing protocol. I have been allowing you to
believe that people were being directed by you, while transcribing
every one
of your contacts on THIS PADD. I have not now, nor do I EVER intend on
re****ting you to the captain. We=B9ll call that my first gesture of
good will
towards you, but mark my words, if so much as a PEEP escapes your lips
in
the next NANO-SECOND, I PROMISE YOU, this conversation will be the
LEAST of
your worries.
<On my sunniest days, I=B9m told that I=B9m not all that easy to like.
What do
you think is going to happen to you when you involve yourself in MY
department=B9s operations? Are we through? No, forget it, don=B9t
answer that.
YOU. ARE. RELIEVED. Now get out!>
Storming out, he barely even noticed the two Barbara=B9s standing
outside his
door, and even if he did, it really didn=B9t matter. He was going to
the gym.
***
Respectfully Submitted,
Ensign Vox Dei
(a very pissed) Chief Engineer
USS Falcon
NRPG < Traci < Sorry if this appears as if *I=B9m* annoyed, this is
basically
how he=B9d respond to something like that. Thanks for the op****tunity
(and
feel free to play her response to the barbara=B9s) ;)
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Message: 3
Date: Wed, 15 Jun 2005 03:40:03 -0700
From: "Tree Deutscher" <treedr@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: [USS Calypso] Fw: ZebraPeace
----- Original Message -----
From: ensignaurora
To: uss-calypso@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
Wednesday, June 15, 2005 1:10 AM
Subject: ZebraPeace
"Who are we to decide to wipe out a species?" Freda said from across
the room.
Everyone looked at the odd comment from what should have been their
hired killer.
"I speak from two backgrounds. First, that of the Federation. It is
ours to understand, not to destroy, not to mold in our own image. We
don't interfere in the natural order of things but equally, we aren't
to decide what is the natural order and then implement it.
"Secondly, coming from a society where my kind of people were
oppressed, I detest any efforts to ride herd over others, even if
animal, because "we know better". I do not believe we should carry on
the mission of the Klingon empire," the Zebra woman finished.
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NRPG:
-Traci
("It's my daughter frog, GreenPeace. I accidently painted him."--Herb
"Mmmmmm, looks like PinkPeace."--Venus, (wtte), "WKRP")
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