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  1. Kirk and Spock, but a lot of other good ones there. I think you have to use the movies along with the STOS for this one.
  2. Dukat and Garak were both excellent, personally thought Dukat should of been written out at the end of Season 6, but I still enjoyed Season 7. Garak was the best. Rom as a honorable mention.
  3. Elaan of Troyius The music, Kirk getting down and micro managing the ships movements. The best. Short. But it was great. A full spread of torpedoes!!!!
  4. Since Had heard that Spock (Nimoy) had wanted to leave the franchise, his death in Star Trek Two. (Wrath of Khan) , but the landing of the pod on the planet gave me hope
  5. I will talk to each member of the sect before letting them or anyone of the freighter move forward, and make sure that they understand that individual local control will be gone. At that point. They are borg.
  6. I hope it follows Canon and does a good job with character development and a plot. Special effects are nice, but you can see that in any summer blockbuster. BOOM...BANG...LENS FLARE!. Give me story and I will find $6 month for star Trek.
  7. Garak! So many layers to the character. And the question that one is always asking. When is he telling the truth.
  8. Eerie


    I would go with with the LOVE TO HATE him. I knew a "Q" show would probably be a good one.
  9. Spock the clear choice. Rikar probably second. Kira would probably cause more problems with her combative nature.
  10. Eerie


    So many to choose from, when I got the news, the tears came for a while. I knew he was in hospital, but I wasn't prepared for it. He has made a lasting impression on me and the world. NOT BAD. Not at all.
  11. TOS. Remembering watching it in reruns in the 1970's I would race home after my newspaper delivery. Probably why a few people didn't get their papers.
  12. Honestly, while I do like a number of other Sci Fi options. The only way I wouldn't do star trek if I didn't know about star trek. Even if it was against the law. I would hold private meetings of "rebels" and what old shows, read and write simms. Alright, call the deprogrammers and get a white straight jacket.
  13. So many good moments. I think Garak would be in most of them.
  14. As much as I would love...to have the bridge as my very own....CAPTAIN Eerie....and my yeoman Greir Reinard. ROFL. Should be used for education and or museum.... I am just glad it is saved....
  15. Another day another Federation Credit!

  16. (( Corridor near the Lounge )) ::His head throbbed quite painfully as he glanced down at the PaDD. Requests to repair showers were unusual, and Jack was certainly intrigued. He felt justified in checking this out himself. Alas, watching a PaDD more than where he was going was bound to lead to some complication. He almost slammed right into the woman, and just managed to avoid a collision with the unfamiliar face.:: Mancuso: Oops. My fault. I was on my way to fix a shower. Wasn’t exactly paying attention. Not everyday I get told the shower is too loud you know? ::Sorani was flustered after the events in the lounge and perhaps she wasn’t paying as much attention to her surroundings as she usually would because she nearly collided with an approaching engineer. She sucked in a breath quickly and tried to regain her composure rather than take her frustration out on him. As it happened he spoke first and it happened to be about the shower she reported, that was a curious coincidence.:: Sorani: Interesting. I think you will find that’s my shower. Mancuso: ::He blinked twice.:: Well...umm....then that is rather embarrassing. I’m Jack. Well the Chief Engineer. Oh you know what I mean. Right? Sorani: ::Straightening her uniform and pushing up her glasses for no apparent reason:: I’m Lt Cmdr Sorani, the new Chief Science Officer. ::Reaching out with her right hand to touch his left shoulder in the customary greeting.:: Mancuso: Pleasure to meet you. So...let’s talk about this shower problem then shall we? Sorani: As stated in my report, it is unbearably noisy. Mancuso: Oh. I see....kind of. Sorani: ::It took her a moment to realise he was not familiar with Al-Leyans:: Apologies. What I mean is... Al-Leyans such as myself can hear a greater range of sounds than most other humanoids, which is why I can hear the noise it emits. Mancuso: ::Rubbing his chin.:: Well....we could modify it to use water if you would rather. Up to you really. ::Sorani did not like the idea of having to use a water based shower. They were considered dangerous due to the risk of slipping and injuring yourself. She hated water showers a little less than the sonic shower in it’s current state but didn’t want either.:: Sorani: No. ::Not at all pleased.:: If that is all you can offer me then please, just uninstall it entirely. Mancuso: Oh not at all. I can offer more options than that. ::He tapped at the PaDD and handed it to her.:: As you can see there are other options. I can adjust the pulse output ratio...with you present of course, until we reach a bearable frequency. Or... ::Sorani wasn’t overly happy about the idea of being subjected to more of that noise, but if it led to a solution she supposed she could tolerate it. She expected it would give her the worst migraine imaginable though. She was curious about what the other possibilities might be.:: Sorani: Or? Mancuso: ::Gesturing at the PaDD.:: There is a variant of what some Sick Bays use. Sort of a sterilization and decontamination phase emitter. We simply adjust it for less decontamination and more personal hygene. Besides, I’ve been dying to play around with one of those. ::Sorani was skeptical and the idea of him playing around with equipment wasn’t too comforting either. What did he think he was doing playing with toys or something?:: Sorani: I’m not sure about that. Mancuso: Now....I do have one other, but I’m not exactly sure it’s what you might be looking for. I’m just unsure how it may sound to you...literally. Sorani: ::Looking puzzled:: What? Mancuso: Well, you work in science. I’m sure you’ve heard of these new sterilizing solutions. They evaporate immediately upon use. Mostly used for cleaning equipment, but I have to imagine there is an option in there that would be safe for a biological entity. It pulses the solution upon everything, so if your hearing is very sensitive....I’m just not sure about it. Sorani: That doesn’t fill me with confidence i’m afraid. :: Jack looked at her for a moment, contemplating just how difficult this was going to be, when it dawned on him. She was actually here to replace.....He winced at that thought.:: Mancuso: I’m sure we can work something out. Sorani: I’m sure we can. Sorry to cause a stir over such a small matter. ((Corridors- Turbolift )) :: Jack looked at her for a moment, contemplating just how difficult this was going to be, when it dawned on him. She was actually here to replace.....He winced at that thought.:: Mancuso: I’m sure we can work something out. Sorani: I’m sure we can. Sorry to cause a stir over such a small matter. Mancuso: Sorry. I don’t mean to sound aggravated. I just dislike not being able to find a solution. Well that and.... Sorani: And what? Mancuso: You’re replacing someone that I...::Now how exactly did he think he was going to explain that?:: we were friends. Sorani: ::Folding her arms and adopting more defencing body language:: I see. Mancuso: Just really set in that things are moving on. If that makes any sense? Sorani: ::Feeling awkward.:: I’m sorry for your loss. Mancuso: ::He shrugged.:: Not that there is anything wrong with you. I’m sure we’ll get along just fine and all. I guess I’m being kind of silly about it all. Sorani: Well no. Not really. She has departed the cycle but I am not here to replace anyone. I am merely adopting the same duty she once held. She will be reborn into the cycle eventually. Mancuso: ::He changed the subject quickly.:: So...the shower can be modified. We just have to find what works best for you. And believe me, I’m good at improvising solutions. Sorani: I think the simplest solution is usually the best one to try first. No point in making it harder and more complicated than it needs to be. Mancuso: Say...could you help me input the frequencies that bother you most into a tricorder? Then I could find a nice level to work with, and not have to drag you in to be a guinea pig every time. Sorani: I suggest a frequency beyond my range of hearing. We can run through the medical databases to make sure it is also out of range of the other humanoids. Mancuso: Well..like you said, ‘simplest solution’. Let me see if the shower you have can actually be put at a bearable range first. The Medical database. That’s pretty clever. Sorani: Logic and reasoning are like the xylem and phloem that sustains the branch. Mancuso: Well...I wish I’d thought of it. ::He laughed a little.:: Sorani: ::Smiling:: I find our branches are often complementary and require many similar traits. Mancuso: If you don’t mind me saying, you talk a bit like a Vulcan. Minus the heavy lack of emotion, mind you. Sorani: We have been compared to Vulcans before, but usually based on more aesthetic reasons. ::Indicating her ears which were pointed, but more softly than a Vulcans.:: Mancuso: Oh I like Vulcans ok. I just think it’s a little odd keeping emotions in check all the time. Sorani: We have no reason to repress our emotions, they are a natural part of life and existence. Mancuso: So...you actually do fun things then? Like...oh, drink, and play chess, and …::He grinned.:: Do you like old movies? Old Earth movies I mean? Sorani:Why would I watch Earth movies? We have our own culture. ::Smiling:: I am rather fond of molecular gastronomy, but I wasn’t able to bring any equipment for it. We do spontaneous things too like dancing... it’s an approved outlet for creative expression. ::Feeling a little calmer.:: Mancuso: Just curious. I like the old movies myself. Sounds like you won’t be as ….uptight, no offense intended there, as you first seemed. Sorani: Well I must admit you did catch me at a bad moment. I know it’s hard on the crew, my being here. It’s a little hard for me too. Mancuso: Oh? Anybody I know give you the unfriendly welcome? Sorani: Well I’ve had some very good welcomes... Lt Tan and one of my own, an Ensign Ben’thal. Others have been reserved, I wouldn’t say hostile but then one in particular was just... outrageous. Mancuso: Well just wait. Penny took it hard, but she seems really bubbly. I don’t really know her all that well actually. And Tan is a good enough fellow. So...who was the outrageous one? I just love good ship gossip. Sorani: I’m not sure I want to talk about it, but then I guess since everyone in the lounge just witnessed it... If you had been just 5 minutes quicker you would have too. Mancuso: Oh wow. In front of everybody eh? Sorani: Yes. An old acquaintance who should know better than anyone else aboard! ::Getting annoyed again.:: Mancuso: Hmmm...uptight...should know better...maybe it was our Intel guy. He rubs people kind of funny. Strange guy if you ask me. Or maybe it was Kagran. Marines are always kind of strange...and being a Klingon...well....::He chuckled.:: I don’t mean to laugh. It’s just I can certainly picture one of those two. They aren’t exactly big on social graces. Sorani: This was not the work of any Klingon. Don’t even mention the Klingons. ::Thinking for a minute.:: Say... can you delete holo programs off the system, like permanently? Mancuso: Holo programs? Sure. Depending on the source codes complexity it might be quick and easy or it may be a little challenge. But it’s pretty simple. I’ve hidden more than one holo program from my parents in my youth. Sorani: Well there is one. It’s got a pug-ugly ferengi in it. Rik I think. I’m not sure... Uhhh Rik Fabric or something like that. I don’t know what the actual program is called though - it could be anything. I guess that doesn’t really help much. Mancuso: So...you want the code altered? I can just remove him instead of changing the whole program if you prefer? Sorani: Let me say it like this. I never want to see that wretched creation again! Mancuso: Oh I can find out which program it is easy enough. ::He smiled and shook his head.:: Full deletion it is then. Sorani: Look at me, I am not even here for a day and already I am burdening you with chores! How bad of me... Mancuso: ::Laughing.:: Now that is a first. Someone who actually is sympathetic to the plight of the engineer. ::He glanced around.:: That makes you the first one. ::He waved a dismissive hand.:: But don’t fret about it. If you weren’t lining up work for me, somebody else would. Sorani: Well, I don’t know about that. Mancuso: Anyway...I’ll get this shower sorted out for you, and then I’ll handle your little holographic friend. Fair enough? Sorani: Of course! ::Tipping her head slightly and smiling:: Mancuso: And in return, you just ignore anything anybody says about me being a womanizing weirdo. Deal? Sorani: Uhhm, are you serious? Mancuso: Well...no not really. Ok...maybe the weirdo part. Sorani: Weirdo.... ? Mancuso: I’m sort of the village outcast. And that IS a truly long story that I’d rather not get into. Sorani: ::Scratching the back of her neck and wondering why he brought up the topic if he didn’t want to discuss it. Was it really a prompt for her to probe further? She decided to play it safe as usual and take it as face value.:: As you wish. Another time perhaps... Lt.(jg) Jack Mancuso Chief Engineer USS Avandar and Lt Cmdr Sorani Chief Science Officer USS Avandar Jason B. "It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything."
  17. ( Turbolift-Corridor- Personal Quarters)) Mancuso: And in return, you just ignore anything anybody says about me being a womanizing weirdo. Deal? Sorani: Uhhm, are you serious? Mancuso: Well...no not really. Ok...maybe the weirdo part. Sorani: Weirdo.... ? Mancuso: I’m sort of the village outcast. And that IS a truly long story that I’d rather not get into. Sorani: ::Scratching the back of her neck and wondering why he brought up the topic if he didn’t want to discuss it. Was it really a prompt for her to probe further? She decided to play it safe as usual and take it as face value.:: As you wish. Another time perhaps... Mancuso: Sure. Another time. With a lot of drinks. Then we can talk all about Eden and blowing stuff up. oOEden? Blowing stuff up!?Oo ::Sorani suddenly found herself VERY curious indeed. She wanted the full story, right now. She would definitely have to find out about this!:: Sorani: Sounds like something you need to see a counselor over... ::Raising an eyebrow.:: Mancuso: I don’t do counselors very well. I tend to vent to ...well friends. And I like to think that we can be friends. Sorani: Do you mean you and I... or the crew in general? Mancuso: Well, I meant you and I. Not as if I don’t want you to make friends among the crew, but I was thinking rather selfishly. ::He shrugged.:: See a counselor would analyze that very statement. Which is what I find disturbing about them. And with our old Counselor off to...wherever....that leaves Percy, and don’t even get me going about having to share my deepest thoughts with that guy. Sorani: I admire the honesty but what’s wrong with Percy? Where I come from if it is decided you need a counselor, then you go. There is no choice in the matter, it must be done. Only the truly ill would refuse anyway, which is just more reason that they must go... Mancuso: Oh it’s nothing like that. I just.....he cracks me up, ok? I laugh when I get around him. That makes seeing him as a professional counselor a bit tough.. Sorani: If that is how people feel then he must be inadequate. Get a replacement. Mancuso: I tried that. Hence how I know about erasing holo programs. Ever hear of Sigmund Freud? Total nut case. Not a very good psychiatrist. Thought everything centered around my relationship to my parents. Sorani: Sounds like he had an obsession himself. Not the kind of person I would trust for proper and balanced readjustment. Mancuso: Hey I did say I was creative at finding solutions. Sorani: Indeed you did! ::Sounding cheery and bright.:: Mancuso: You have any other ….talents I should know about? I had a raging hangover a little while ago, but it really is feeling better. You don’t subconsciously heal people or anything like that do you? Sorani: ::A little uncertainly:: Uhhm. No. Healing is not my branch. Mancuso: Ah well. Suppose a little time does wonders. Sorani: Perhaps. I couldn’t really say without... more data. Mancuso: ::Throwing an arm around her back and urging her along.:: So..lead on. Let’s fix this shower of yours. And we can keep getting acquainted while we’re at it. Sorani: ::Making her way to the turbolift:: Good. It will be a relief to get that sorted out, I just hope i’m not keeping you from more important matters... or a break. Mancuso: Nope. Chief Engineer. I picked this shower fix because I was curious about it. And I must say, it has proven well worth my time. Sorani: Ah, thanks I think. ::Wanting to change the topic:: So tell me more about yourself. Mancuso: But if the turbolift goes out, you can listen while I read an Ensign the riot act. :: He rubbed his head.:: Me? Well.....I’m just a simple guy really. Came straight from the country life to the Academy and then to the Avandar. I have a knack for fixing things, so it just seemed the right path. Although if you ask me, there are a hundred other engineers out there better than me. But, I manage ok. Sorani: It takes time to grow and develop your branch, and some bloom earlier than others. As long as you stay true to your branch, that’s all you have to do. Mancuso: My Dad hated the idea of me joining Starfleet. I even waited a year to go to the Academy. But, look at me now. Sorani: ::She did just that. She did take a good look at him. He looked just like a humanoid in an engineering uniform.:: Yes... Mancuso: What about you? Your parents support you being off in space? Sorani: I am following my branch so they support it. My mentor will keep in regular contact to check on my progress and help me with any difficulties that may arise. He will keep my blood parents and contacts informed. Mancuso: That’s nice. Call me crazy if you want, but I’m not so sure I’d have been as creative if my Father loved the idea. I think part of the fun was building things when I was younger just to drive him crazy. He’s a veterinarian. An animal doctor. I think he wanted me to try my hand at medicine too, but machines are...well, easier than people sometimes. ::Sorani wasn’t sure what to make of this. Was the parent trying to keep the child from realising his branch or did the child grow into a different branch through rebellion. She thought she would have to consult the Fallen Branch on this topic, failing that her mentor would know what was right. She knew his culture was not her culture, such a thing could not happen in her culture.:: Sorani: Go on... Mancuso: So....two missions later, and I got a nice promotion and the Captain made me Chief Engineer. Well.....one mission. One and a half? I’m not really sure how that counts actually. Sorani: Are you losing track of time? Mancuso: Well that brings us back to the Eden thing. ::He shook his head.:: That was a mess really. Sorani: Eden. ::Remembering he didn’t want to talk about it.:: Another time right? Mancuso: Well.....actually the easiest way to explain that. We, and by we I mean the entire crew....had a very vivid, very long dream. Only it didn’t feel like a dream. And we were on this planet Eden...in our dream...for like ten years. Sorani: Remarkable. Mancuso: And some of us did....some not so good things. Sorani: Such as? Mancuso: Oh...mutiny. Attempting to kill the Captain. Not me mind you. Well....not trying to kill the Captain at least. Sorani: I understand why you didn’t want to talk about it then. Mancuso: So...I spent all those years trying to prove something. And then we woke up, and you know what? It’s not any different. I feel like I still have something to prove. Sorani: I see why you would feel that way. Mancuso: And Evanna understood that. And now....well....I feel kind of lost. Sorani: So you shared a unique situation with her. Mancuso: And you weren’t there, so it’s easy to talk to you about it. If that makes any sense. Sorani: Perhaps because I didn’t experience it, wasn’t involved I am inpartial. I am not looking at it with a bias based on an experience on Eden? Mancuso: I’m not sure why I can’t just let it go. Seems kind of crazy doesn’t it? Sorani: No. You said you feel you have something to prove. I think once you achieve that somehow you will resolve your feelings. Mancuso: Yeah. Maybe. Sorani: ::Touching his shoulder at the base of his neck in a reassuring gesture:: Have faith. Give yourself small goals. Some things to do to start to redeem yourself and give it time. Mancuso: Well, you haven’t experienced the joy of our [...]ed off first officer yet. That woman scares me sometimes. I thought about talking to the Captain about it, but then T’Lea might get involved or, she would order me to see the Counselor. Or, if she thought I was unfit for duty....::He shook his head.:: It’s enough to make you paranoid. Sorani: If she thought you were unfit for duty you would not be standing there. Did you say you were promoted after Eden? Mancuso: Yes. Which is even crazier. I spent some time wondering if I even really deserved it. Sorani: In my culture I think you would need your attitude readjusted. They clearly have forgiven you. You must forgive yourself. Mancuso: ::He chuckled.:: In my culture an attitude adjustment is usually a good beating. Well, at least it used to be. Besides, I’m happy doing my work, and the ship stays running....mostly. So, it seems fair enough if I have my little mental ticks. Sorani: Just give yourself room to grow. Let a little of the first Rays in from time to time. Nourish your roots, cleanse your leaves. ::Nodding sagely.:: Mancuso: Whoa. That was a little deep. ::He shrugged.:: So now you know...way more about me. What about you? Sorani: ::Mimicking his shrug and stepping into the turbolift:: Roots run deep. ::She scratched her ear idly while considering his question:: Well there isn’t much to know about me other than what’s been said. I received a standardised upbringing, took a fall year in a forensics lab. I followed that branch for a few years before expanding a little. Mancuso: Boring. I meant about you. Not how you came to be here. You know? Like what do you like to do for fun? What’s your favorite color? That sort of thing. Sorani: ::Bristling a little at the insult.:: I believe I have already stated my hobbies. Mancuso: That was a little direct of me wasn’t it? Sorry. Seems my own people skills need a little work. Sorani: I am not used to interacting with your species. Mancuso: Oh humans? We aren’t so bad. Well...actually maybe we are, but you get used to us. Sorani: You state a fact and then change your mind. So what are you trying to tell me? Mancuso: I just embrace the fact that to other species we probably seem odd. Sorani: I would say different, not necessarily odd. Perhaps that’s overly picky of me. ::Turning a little pink.:: I like to be precise about things where possible. Mancuso: Wow...that would get difficult. We aren’t exactly a precise species. There is a lot of grey when you deal with humans. Most of the precise people I know saw things in terms of black and white. Sorani: I see a full range of colours, green, red, blue, yellow... not just Black, white or grey. My eyesight is a little hindered during the day, in brighter conditions. ::Trailing off:: Mancuso: Well, it’s an analogy. It means something else. You really are precise. And literal. Sorani: As I said, I am not used to dealing with your kind. I am not familiar with your phrases. We tend to say what we mean in simple terms. Mancuso: This....::He laughed and shook his head.:: is going to be more challenging than I thought. Sorani: What do you mean? Mancuso: Well, first humans use a lot of analogy. And metaphors. You should probably brace yourself for that. It takes getting used to. And to make it worse, the metaphors change based on where a human is from. ::He paused and smiled at her.:: I am going to have to teach you all about the weirdness of being human aren’t I? Sorani: That sounds as much fun as sleeping on a bed of poisoned chokeweed. I mean the part about human use of language. The part about spending time with you, well... ::Smiling:: it should be interesting. Mancuso: I think you have your own metaphors. Unless you really meant the part about sleeping on chokeweed. Sorani: I wouldn’t dream of sleeping on chokeweed. Well I guess I might but it would be classified as a nightmare. That plant is called chokeweed for a reason. Mancuso: Or not. ::He sighed.:: Well, then I guess I’d better educate you about metaphors that humans like, before someone tells you something is ‘easy as pie’. Sorani: ::Stepping out of the turbolift and getting her bearings.:: Easy as pie!? ::Confused:: What does that even mean? Is that some strange mathematical reference? Perhaps it is not too late to file some emergency transfer papers... ::Sighing heavily. This new assignment was intriguing and frustrating in equal measures.:: Mancuso: ::He chuckled.:: No, it just means something is very simple. We compare things, sometimes unusually, to get across a certain point. My Uncle was a master of it. For example he said I would enjoy ice cream as much as a fat tick likes a lazy dog. Sorani: ::Staring at him and then choosing to head towards her quarters:: Very strange habits your people have acquired. Mancuso: Yeah, I’ll admit it is kind of strange. See...I told you humans were weird. ::Sorani was feeling very awkward. She wondered if other species had this much trouble interacting with humans. She didn’t think she would ever get the hang of it. They could stand there and make jokes about her in front of her face and she would be oblivious. She reflected that this must be the product of an unstructured culture. It felt as though she did not belong here and she was increasingly wishing to go back to Azure Station.:: Sorani: Are there many humans on board? ::If she was lucky there would only be a handful to deal with. Then she could avoid unnecessary interaction with them.:: Mancuso: Lucky for you this ship has more Trill than anything. Well, I suppose there are quite a few humans, but it will get easier the more you are around me....them...er, I mean us.... Sorani: Uhhm, maybe. Time will tell. Mancuso: Sorry. I met a fellow who told me about one culture where a casual conversation led to one of his shipmates gaining a life partner. ::He shrugged.:: And you are the first of your species that I’ve ever met, so...I guess everyone adjusts. Sorani: The branch that doesn’t bend in the wind will break. I suppose you are right. Mancuso: I’m probably not the best choice for your first contact with a human. But I assure you, you will fit right in. Sorani: It will take time. Even the seedling needs time to take hold before it can really grow. Mancuso: Very well put. ::Sorani looked at all the numbers on the doors as she wandered down the corridor in search of her own. When she found it she paused, looking at the number, wanting to be sure she’d got the right one.:: Sorani: Well here we are I guess. ::Going to open the door.:: Mancuso: Well look at that. I have my own quarters only a short walk from here. Sorani: Really? Are all the senior staff up here then? We’ll be like... ::looking for the word:: neybores then? Mancuso: I’m not sure about all the senior staff. But you have the right word anyway. I know Eerie has quarters around here too. Tan as well. So..that’s probably right. I spend more time in Engineering than I do here anyway. Those chairs down there are pretty comfortable to sleep in. Sorani: If you say so but I do not plan on sleeping perched upon a lab stool. Mancuso: Yeah. I wouldn’t recommend that either. Sorani: ::Ushering him inside:: Come in then. Mancuso: So...do you have more things coming or is this it? ::He looked around the room.:: Sorani: This is it. I had to leave in a very big hurry to intercept USS Halo and those runabouts. Very hurried... ::Not wanting to mention the circumstances that had brought about the fast turnaround in staff.:: Mancuso: Well...that’s ok. Everyone has their own taste in decor. ::He looked around the corner.:: So this must be the offending shower then? ::Sorani frowned and scrunched up her nose. She’d never said this was by choice and it certainly was not a reflection upon her taste in anything. She chose to remain quiet rather than cause a stir.:: Sorani: Yes. ::Flatly. Approaching the restroom doorway and looking at the shower with distaste.:: Mancuso: ::He grabbed for the tricorder and held it up.:: Ok...I need to turn it on and measure the frequency. You going to be ok for a second while I do that? Sorani: Can’t I be somewhere else for this? The noise isn’t simply distasteful you know, it causes ear ache and migraine. Mancuso: Oh. Yes, yes. I can definitely spare you all of that then. Shall I give you a ring once I have it fixed up. And that metaphor means call you over the comm by the way. Sorani: Didn’t you need data from me before you can fix this? Mancuso: Well...I do need your authorization for your medical record. So I can compare frequencies. Sorani: I will grant you limited access. It will be sufficient however. I will fill in the required forms. Mancuso: That’s fine. I only need to know if your hearing is in the normal range for your species before I consult the database. Then I can get an idea of what range I need to get it in. Sorani: Understood. Once you have completed the repair I will require you to run a test in my presence to ensure it is working as planned, before I can sign off on it. Mancuso: Of course. Unless you want me back fixing or adjusting it every week. ::He smiled.:: I’m kidding. I wouldn’t think of letting you sign off any other way. ::Sorani realised she’d fallen into her old habit of telling people things they already knew again and turned a little pink.:: Sorani: Ah, that’s fortunate. Thank you. Mancuso: Well, it is my job. But..you’re quite welcome. Sorani: Very well. I’ll go attend to those forms then and see if I can make myself useful somewhere. ::She turned to leave, wanting to get away before he decided to turn the shower on before she was out of range to hear it.:: Mancuso: Ok. It was nice meeting you. Really. And, perhaps we can talk again. ::He shrugged.:: Anyway, I’ll find you once I’m done to test it out. Sorani: ::Pausing in the doorway:: Thank you. It’s been... interesting. I would like for us to talk again some time too. Good day to you. ::Jack watched her go. She was odd, but then so was he. And it wasn’t as if Jack was all that familiar with her species. Still, she seemed nice enough, and that was enough. He didn’t exactly warm up to people right away, but she hadn’t outright dismissed his offer of talking again. He turned back to the shower, snatching up the PaDD and pulling up the medical database. Their hearing really was sensitive.:: Mancuso: Well. Looks like it’s just me and you, you bad old loud shower you. (( A little while later )) ::He looked nervously at the shower and then back at her.:: Mancuso: So, the baffle I installed reads well below your range of hearing, but....the big test is to turn it on. Sorani: I know. I’ve been fretting about it a little. Would you mind switching it on? ::He turned the shower on, and turned to watch her, his hand kept right by the control.:: ::Sorani automatically winced and tensed up in anticipation of something, but when nothing came and she realised it was in fact quiet in the room she relaxed again.:: Mancuso: Well? Sorani: You’re not playing a joke on me are you? My mentor warned me about that and I’ve already been victim of one today... Mancuso: Nope. I got the frequency right out of the range that your information specified, and then baffled it. It should keep the noise even further muted, while allowing the shower to serve its purpose. It was really simple. Just find the right frequency and then soundproof it a little further. Sorani: ::Delighted:: Well done! ::She lunged at him to give him a big hug of appreciation and then remembered her mentor telling her that some species didn’t like those kind of gestures at all, that she probably shouldn’t use them. She peeled herself off him, patting his shoulder apologetically.:: Sorani: Sorry, that probably wasn’t very appropriate. Mancuso: No..that was quite ok. I’m just glad I was able to fix it. Sorani: I’m so glad I don’t have to suffer a water based showering system. That was a rather cunning solution. I can’t wait to try it out properly. ::Very pleased.:: Mancuso: And I’m glad you like it. ::He smiled rather embarrassed.:: I guess I should get moving so you can enjoy your..shower. ::Sorani had considered asking him to stay for a cup of coffee or something but decided against it. She didn’t want to press upon his time any further and she suspected he’d had a big enough dose of her for the time being anyway.:: Sorani: Alright then, thank you. Talk to you later. Mancuso: Definitely. Perhaps next time we can talk over coffee instead of a noisy shower though. ::He took up his tools, and turned to leave.:: Oh...and welcome to the Avandar. I hope you will be happy here. ::Sorani tipped her head forward in acknowledgement as he left her quarters.:: Lt.(jg) Jack Mancuso Chief Engineer USS Avandar and Lt Cmdr Sorani Chief Science Officer USS Avandar Jason B. "It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything."
  18. ((Deck 1 - Bridge)) ::Percival had landed the dud job as he called it. All the senior officers were off the bridge at a briefing and they needed someone capable and talented to hold the fort while they were gone. Naturally, there could be no other choice; he was probably the most capable officer on the ship aside from, perhaps, the Captain. It was a dud job simply because the ship was docked and there wasn’t a thing going on. Despite the fact he was glad of the break from the extra counselling sessions, he had a hard time staying awake because he was bored stiff. He sat in the Captain’s chair, daydreaming about what it might be like to be the person in command, monitoring the systems from time to time. :: :: Percival heard an unexpected, loud bang from behind him. Instinctively he leapt forward and over the console in front of him. He wasn’t a coward, he was being tactical… he needed cover to face whatever threat was noisily threatening him. He poked his head up over the “cover” to see what the nature of the threat was. One hand hovered over his combadge, ready to declare an emergency situation. He saw two Starfleet marines pointing weapons at him… was this a real mutiny?:: Kagran: It's ok Ensign, stand down. ::Percival wasn’t sure if this was some kind of trick designed to get him to let his guard down. He ducked behind the cover again to avoid being a direct target and tried to think how to talk these two down.:: Percival: Now see here…! ::He began:: Kagran: Are you ok Ensign? :: Percival was surprised by the question but the suspicion remained. These guys had no business bursting onto the bridge like that as far as he could see.. :: Percival: What are you doing on the bridge!? ::He demanded as boldly as possible, though less boldly than he’d admit.:: Kagran: It was only a training drill for us. Should you not be manning the OPS station? :: He stood up and puffed out his chest, trying to look big, manly and not like the sissy that he was. He gave them a dashing smile and proudly exaggerated his importance. :: Percival: As you can see it is I who is in charge of the bridge and thus the ship at this time! Naturally my place is… ::Looking a little dismayed about being cut off mid boast.:: Kagran: Forget it Ensign. Are all the staff in the meeting? Percival: Yes. Shouldn’t you be there as well sir? Kagran: Thank you Ensign. Griffon, take my weapon and helmet back to the armoury for me. Griffon: Aye Sir. :: In the next heartbeat the two marines were gone and Percival was once again on his own. He exhaled heavily in relief and sank back into the Captain’s chair. For the next few minutes he was just content to sit there simmering down from his fright. He was glad that he’d been alone on the bridge, some of the others might not have understood his brilliant tactical mind. Advanced strategies could be hard to process for some, but he was already looking forward to telling his friends about how he was solely responsible for stopping a real live mutiny! :: Eerie : All quiet, Ensign? :: As Eerie watched the chair spin around in his direction. :: ::Percival jerked in surprise at the unexpected voice. Had he nodded off there for a second? He hadn’t heard the distinctive swoosh of the turbolift doors. The voice was unmistakable, so how was it he hadn’t heard the man mountain enter? He swivelled the chair round to look.:: Percival: Yes Lieutenant, Sir! ::He declared more loudly than necessary to compensate for the slipup.:: Eerie : LT. Commander :: showing him the small box:: Good... we will probably depart in 7 hours, Ensign. Percival: Oh congratulations! ::Breaking into a genuine grin.:: Will you be taking over the bridge sir? Eerie: No, I am just checking out a few things. I am sure you can handle things, correct? ::Eerie focused on the tactical board. He placed the small box on the board and his fingers started to dance over the control panel. He started to pull up tactical information on the sector they started in before going to the Eden planet.:: ::That was unexpected and disappointing, he’d had his fun and wanted to get back to trying to clear his backlog of traumatised patients. He wanted to remain here as much as a vampire wanted the sun. On the other hand it looked like Eerie knew Percival’s merit.:: Percival: Aye sir. ::Proudly:: Eerie: I will be doing your security phaser review at some point. I have reviewed your scores from last time....I would suggest a little practice. ::Eerie turned to the Ensign and looked directly at him.:: oOSurely it can’t be due for review again already… when did I join the security department? This is ridiculous! Oo Percival: Sir I am a counsellor not a gun toting bully, but I am sure I can improve my score if it will let you sleep better at night…sir. Eerie: Good. I will be looking forward to it. Carry on, Mister. ::Percival nodded decisively, his ego inflated like a balloon as he turned back to the front, waiting on the other officers to arrive back to the bridge.:: (PNPC) Ensign Percival Maxwell Counsellor USS Avandar Simmed by Blackwood
  19. Back in the saddle again and feeling refreshed.

  20. Hey Aims, Eerie would love to were some fancy socks, but I think DeBarres would be a better fit!

  21. I have a nickname for you in mind, I will have to incorprate it in the Sim, you just give me too much material to work with!!!


  22. Its me BUSTER!, ...might make a decent nickname.

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