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Post by brockdantura on Jul 23, 2007 5:05:52 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]=/\=This is the new mission thread for USS Optimus. All crew and personel, Please report to Dept heads and stations. All Sr Staff, Report to Commander Dantara.=/\=[/glow]
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Post by Dr Sabina Jackson on Jul 23, 2007 11:24:46 GMT -5
After having a much needed relaxing break, Sabina checks her messages. She still had heard nothing from Admiral Malc, but she has no reason to worry about him. She's glad he's enjoying his vacation so much that he hasn't been chomping at the bit to get back to duty... if anyone in the entire fleet deserved to relax, it was him.
She does see that department heads are supposed to report to Commander Dantara, so she picks up a few PADDs and heads to his office. She rings the chime. "It's Dr. Jackson, sir, reporting as requested."
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Post by alex on Jul 23, 2007 18:12:46 GMT -5
When Alex heard the raised voices as the marines in the ship started filling back onto the ship he just shook his head. Sometimes male bonding between mariens was a bit loud. Soon enough the marien section of the ship would return back to the bussling norm but for now it was filled with women's screams of joy and mens grunts and slaping of hands, ect. That is when he checked his messages he saw that he was supose to report into Commander Dabtara. He just rubed his head full duty uniform and made his was to Falk who was having a smile on his face. He told him that the mariens were to gather for a breifing after his return from the bridge. He whipted the smile off his face and saluted Alex before the old man made his way up to the bridge. The corradors now apart of his memory he had it made he got up there and waited on the bridge for the Commader to be done speaking to the Doctor sence she was still there. While he was waiting he took the opertunity to look around the bridge and make the floor plans of this particular part of the ship now apart of the living memory he had of the ship.
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Post by christinarivers on Jul 23, 2007 18:18:19 GMT -5
She had been enjoying her time off with Xxavian but when she heard the call to duty she looked at him almost with a sad look in her eye and squezed his hand.
Looks like the time to get to know each other is over for now. We got to report for duty. Have the replicator produce a duty uniform for you that would be fitting for you post here on the ship. I'll go in the other room and change into mine. We can walk to duty togeather if you like or we could just make this good by for now.
She smiled weakly before going into the other room and rumaging through the draws to find her duty uniform. Then going to the bathroom she put it on and exchanged her rather relaxed hair style for one more fitting of an officer. A tight knit bun that kept all her hair off her neck. She then put on the versital specialest uniform and then secured her ranking pipes before. Pausing just inside the bedroom doorway to see if Xxavian was ready to go yet and if he wasn't to make a hasity turn to advert an aquard situation. In her mind he was more then just a superior officer to her. If anything she flet him a friend that could be more should time alow it.
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Post by brockdantura on Jul 23, 2007 22:44:09 GMT -5
After having a much needed relaxing break, Sabina checks her messages. She still had heard nothing from Admiral Malc, but she has no reason to worry about him. She's glad he's enjoying his vacation so much that he hasn't been chomping at the bit to get back to duty... if anyone in the entire fleet deserved to relax, it was him.
She does see that department heads are supposed to report to Commander Dantara, so she picks up a few PADDs and heads to his office. She rings the chime. "It's Dr. Jackson, sir, reporting as requested." Come in, : :Brock said as the Dr entered.:: Dr Jackson, I hope you got a chance to get some rest during shoreleave. ::He sat back looking over his PADD as he spoke.:: Anyway, Dr, as you may know, the Admiral wants us to deliver some medical and relief supplies to the outer fringes of sector 001. ::Hands her a PADD:: This is the manifest. It's being transferred onto the ship as we speak. I'd like you to look this over and see if there is anything else you think we should have. Also, if you haven't done this already, Please go over your sickbay supplies and make sure you requisition anything you need in there. I'm sure we went through a lot of medical stuff during the recent crisis with Tahoe and Guardian.
The Sr Staff will meet shortly for a briefing, and I'm sending a note to the Admiral to let him know that the ship will be ready to go very soon.
That's mainly what I wanted to go over with you, Dr. Is there anything you need to talk to me about?
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Post by Dr Sabina Jackson on Jul 23, 2007 23:39:10 GMT -5
She enters the office when summoned, and listens to Commander Dantara's briefing. She takes the PADD with a nod. "We need more dermal regenerators and burn kits, sir. And general med kits as well... our entire stock seems to have disappeared. As for medications..." She scans the list with a practiced eye. "It seems we're all set with what is being delivered already. If sickbay is fully restocked, we won't have to touch the supplies meant for delivery. And, not knowing the status of those we are coming to help, general and varied supplies should be sufficient. Any extraordinary cases can be treated here."
She takes an empty PADD and writes down a list of things she knows sickbay is short on, putting med kits for shipwide distribution at the top of the list. She hands it to Commander Dantara with a smile. "I'll make sure my staff starts organizing what we are getting right now. Thank you very much, sir."
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Post by brockdantura on Jul 24, 2007 0:07:50 GMT -5
::Brock smiled from his chair in the Ready Room:: Very good, Dr, But please don't be shy about requesting extra supplies. This is supposed to be a milk run and probably will be, but let's expect the unexpected. I'd like you to order more than just the required allotment of what you know we'll need, but let's order some things that we may not need at all. We really don't know exactly what problems we could be running into.
::He punches the info on the PADD into his comm system to make the requisitions from the Starbase.:: I'm doubling the amount of medkits and dermal regenerators, just in case.
OK, Dr, I'll contact you when the rest of the Senior staff is on board. Have your people do physicals on those that are due.
::He stroked his chin for a moment.:: I wonder how Dr Nyin is doing.....
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Post by Dr Sabina Jackson on Jul 24, 2007 0:21:12 GMT -5
She nods at his request for more supplies... perhaps he knew something he wasn't telling her? She's also surprised by his mutter about the doctor from his old ship. "I don't know what her status is, sir. She went to Concord. I guess Starfleet decided it was a safer place for her children to be."
"Also, sir, you are do for a physical. When can I expect you in sickbay?" She has heard the rumors about command staff never showing up for physicals, so she gives him a no-funny-business look.
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Post by brockdantura on Jul 24, 2007 0:42:24 GMT -5
Well, let's see. The Command staff is still coming in off of 141, So we might as well do it now and get it over with--But under one condition!
You'll see on my medical records that I had a little episode back on the Concord concerning an engramatic purge. Ask me whatever questions you want but please do not make me tell that whole story again!
::He stood up from behind the desk.:: OK, let's get this done. And you may as well check Capt Alex, Commander Rivers and Lt Torianna as well before you get too busy.
::He came out from behind the desk ready to head over to sickbay.::
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Post by Dr Sabina Jackson on Jul 24, 2007 0:58:30 GMT -5
"I wasn't planning on asking you, but perhaps I will have to if it is something that concerns you." She leads the way to sickbay and once there, shows him to an exam room and pulls out a tricorder.
"How have you been feeling recently?" She asks him, even though she knows the answer... they had both been through ordeals of different types recently. She scans him with the tricorder.
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Post by brockdantura on Jul 24, 2007 10:50:14 GMT -5
I feel fine, ::He hopped up onto the biobed as she scanned him.:: I had a very restful shoreleave, My parents flew out to the base to see me and that alone was like medicine. Too short a visit, of course, but it was great to see them again.
I'm not going to lie to you, though. I'm not unaffected by what happened in the war. I'm hurt, and I'm angry just as many of us are. I lost my wife, my ship, my Captain, Friends. This last war didn't come cheap for any of us. Like everyone else, I'll heal at my own speed.
::He sat back on the biobed and let her continue her scan.::
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Post by torianna on Jul 24, 2007 23:13:19 GMT -5
::Torianna was in her quarters, having just recently returned aboard the Optimus with Brock, following the shore leave they had shared. She had showered and was lying on her bed, reflecting on the wonderful time she had spent with Brock on Starbase 141. Their time on the Starbase had given her special memories that she would forever treasure.
Although she had been nervous about meeting his parents, that nervousness had dissipated quickly once they were face to face. He had been right, she did love his parents upon this first meeting. They had made her feel very comfortable and it was almost as if she were part of their family. She smiled softly with the memory. Torianna had been sad when it was announced that his parents would not be able to stay longer and spend more time with them before the Optimus left on her next mission.
Torianna then gave thought to Brock and how their relationship was developing so quickly but no longer was she afraid. The time they had spent alone together in the suite he had taken for them while they were on the Starbase had removed any fears or reservations she may have had. Her smile grew brighter as she felt her heart swell but her memories were cut short by a message received for all Senior Staff to report to Brock.
She quickly rose from the bed in her quarters and got ready to report back for duty. She looked into the mirror, satisfied with her appearance as it reflected back to her, she secured her quarters and walked to the turbolift that would take her to the bridge and his Ready Room located right off the bridge.::
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Post by Dr Sabina Jackson on Jul 25, 2007 2:38:10 GMT -5
She scans him and listens thoughtfully. "I'm afraid the only thing I can offer for those symptoms is a sleep medication and a relaxant for tension, sir. I suggest a visit to the counselor. Physically, you are in good health, but if you start feeling overly stressed or need sleep medications, please come and ask."
"This war wasn't easy on anyone. Doctors always see the cost of war, firsthand. I sometimes wonder why I'm a Starfleet doctor... it seems odd to have doctors who took an oath to follow orders, when at the same time we 'do no harm'." She shakes her head slightly. She's haunted every moment by the suffering she's seen... the new war only stirred the memories. Every loss was a deep blow to her, even though in a war, losses happen for no reason sometimes. Every patient who recovered and smiled again made her career worth it, though. That was the reason she came to work with a smile on her face and hope in her heart. Things could always be worse.
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Post by sarakushani on Jul 25, 2007 6:53:35 GMT -5
Sara would still be in engneering reading things and making sure the ship was ready to travel at warp and everything else was in check. She heard the annoument as she tapped her comm badge. Ceng>*T* "Commander Dantara Lt. Sara Kushani reporting in. I am going over final system checks in engneering making sure the optimus ready for travel."
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Post by torianna on Jul 25, 2007 12:49:30 GMT -5
::As she made her way to the bridge Torianna thoughts went to how strangely quiet the hallways of the Optimus seemed now. So many had come and gone since she had come aboard and the crewmembers of the Guardian and the Tahoe had been rescued. Faces passed through her mind like a slideshow as she thought of those that she had met, some she knew had become friends but all faces that would remain with her forever.
She knew that she had followed the right path for her in becoming a Counselor, knowing in her heart that she had helped many of the survivors find a way to begin dealing with the horrors of the war with the impostors and with their loss. The road back to normalcy would be a long one but many were traveling that road at a steady pace, it was the few that seemed lost that worried her most.
As she stepped off the turbolift and onto the bridge, a soft greeting and smile would she give to the bridge crew, some of them she had already met and some she had yet to meet. She exchanged conversation with several before turning to head to the Ready Room when one of the crew smiled and told her that if she were looking for the Commander, that he had left with Dr. Jackson and he believed they were heading to sickbay. Torianna smiled as she replied.::Thank you, Ensign.[/i][/b]
::Torianna pressed on her comm badge.:: Commander Dantara, Lt. JG Torianna reporting in for duty. I am preparing to leave the bridge and will be in my office shortly. Torianna out.[/i][/b]
::She gave a smile to all those she passed as she walked to the turbolift, leaving the bridge and the bridge crew who were all working at their stations making preparations to leave Starbase 141 for their next mission. Torianna made her way to her office.::[/font]
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