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LtCmdr Alexander Richards

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  1. If Facebook does not change things back, I may have to jump ship to, God forbid.. Google +

  2. lease copy & paste this to your status if you are constantly being asked to copy & paste something to your status by friends who copy & paste things to their status. Many people won't copy & paste this but my true friends will copy & paste it because you know this was copied & pasted from a friend in need of more [...] to copy & paste.Well I copied and pasted so my friends could copy and paste for their friends who like to copy and paste things to their status!! - Thanks Neil Spicer

  3. Holy [...] they better make a season 5 of Torchwood!

  4. Some thunder storm we've got atm

  5. EDIT Title got cut off - Full title is 'What's the news then Doc?' as noted below as the post header JP: Dr Sampi & Lt. W'tine: What's the news then, Doc? ((Main Sickbay, Deck 7, USS Independence-A)) ::Eyas had left Z'leah (and Trebble) in the Security department and ventured to the office of Doctor Sampi for what he hoped would be a swift formality and a resupply of pills, nothing more. Entering the sickbay, he approached Doctor Sampi's office. Eyas hadn't gotten to know the Doctor very well yet but hoped the man would be as understanding and kind as Alahndra Nevarass had been. The Security Chief stood by the open doors of the office before the young chief medical officer took notice of him.:: Sampi: Yes, come in please, lieutenant. ::Charlie was sitting in his office going over PADDs when he saw Lieutenant W'tine by the doorway. The Independence's previous CMO had elected to keep the CMO's office doors open at all times. Although it was a bit unusual, Charlie decided to keep it that way. Besides, he liked not being separated from his staff as much. Today, however, wasn't going to be the easiest of days. Today was one of the few times when Charlie would need the closed doors of the office.:: Wulfantine: Morning, sir, I've come for my appointment as agreed. Sampi: Yes, of course. ::Charlie waved for the man to come in and then closed the office doors by remote.:: Please, have a seat. ::There was something in the man's demeanour that made Eyas think that all was not necessarily well, but he buried such assumptions and smiled warmly as he took a seat opposite the Doctor.:: Wulfantine: Thank you for seeing me today. I submitted the blood and tissue samples you asked for to the nurse yesterday. Sampi: ::nods:: I received the report from Nurse Shah. How are you feeling, Mr. Wulfantine? Wulfantine: Urm, yes all right. As you know, during the last few days and against orders, I have had to use the transporter to combat the saboteurs we had aboard. This coincided with my medication that Lieutenant Nevarass had formulated for me running out too. Are you able to furnish me with fresh supplies? I believe all my details should be on my medical records. ::Charlie sighed and leaned back slightly as he intertwined his fingers on his desk.:: Sampi: I'm afraid it's not that simple, lieutenant. Wulfantine: What do you mean? Has the transporter had any further effects? Do you have the results? ::Eyas' mouth felt dry. He was quite nervous about what the Doctor had to say, although the young Pythron did his best to hide his emotions. Under the table, he gripped one hand tightly inside the other.:: Sampi: The results were of some concern to me. ::beat:: The mutation appears to be reaffirming itself. Wulfantine: oO Oh No! Oo Did... did the transporters have an effect? Sampi: I'm not sure yet if it was the transporter usage or the mutation's own adaptation to the medication. We would need to take some more samples and run some additional tests. Regardless, you cannot keep taking the medication. ::The security chief paused as he thought about what the doctor had just told him.:: Wulfantine: Can I not just take an increased amount of the medication? ::looking hopeful:: Sampi: There are complications with using more of the drug... Wulfantine: But, but wouldn't that work in the same way? I mean, can't it still block the parasite? Sampi: Yes, but at increased amounts, it will work a bit too well. Your latest scans showed signs of intracellular damage in your normal tissue. It appears that in addition to preventing the mutation from taking hold again in your cells, the medication also impairs your normal cell renewal processes. Even if you continue using the medication at your current dosage, your cells will ultimately be unable to undergo normal replication. ::Charlie paused.:: Sampi: If we increased the dosage to that necessary to counter the mutation's effects, this eventual complete impairment will occur even faster. ::Eyas gulped, now showing signs of strain.:: Wulfantine: You mean that the only cure will... kill me? ::Charlie frowned as he paused to think of the best way to comfort the man, but only the simple truth would do.:: Sampi: In short, yes. ::Eyas crunched his hands together under the desk.:: Wulfantine: So, what if I stop taking the medication? Sampi: The cell samples taken from you earlier have already begun to change in the past few days. I suspect your entire body would follow a similar time course. Wulfantine: What?! Only a few days at most until I change??!?! Sampi: ...I'm sorry. ::Eyas put his head in hands for a moment, trying to compose himself. He then looked up at the Doctor, brushing his long yellow hair off his face.:: Wulfantine: And if I keep taking the medication... what will it do to me? Sampi: Without a way for your body to replenish itself, it would begin to decay as the cells die off. It... would not be pleasant. ::Eyas bit hard on his lower lip.:: Wulfantine: How long before... it all ends? ::Charlie knew he needed to be strong for his patient, but the sadness in his eyes were too hard to get rid of.:: Sampi: ...a few months. Perhaps a bit longer with some additional cell therapy. ::Eyas was floored.:: Wulfantine: Months?! And there is no other way? ::Charlie shook his head silently.:: Wulfantine: ::whispering:: Oh, Z'leah... Sampi: Lieutenant? ::The man seemed not to have heard the doctor's question. Instead, he had a sudden look of determination as he stood slowly.:: Wulfantine: I'll have the increased dosage of the medication now please, Doctor. Sampi: Lieutenant, I think you need some time to fully understand the consequences. I'm afraid there's no choice here but to stop taking the drug. Your body will change, but you will be able to continue living. Wulfantine: I understand, Doctor. I do have a choice... a long lifetime as that thing, or a few snatched weeks as myself... Sampi: Please, Mr. Wulfantine. Sleep on it at least for one night. If you come back tomorrow determined to take the medication still, I will respect your wishes, but I need to know you've given it considerable thought. Wulfantine: ::quietly:: I understand Sir, I will be in touch very soon. ::Charlie stood to wish the man farewell.:: Sampi: Thank you, lieutenant. Again, I'm sorry the news couldn't be better. Wulfantine: Good bye, Sir. Thank you. ::Eyas saluted and walked out of the office. As Charlie watched, he continued looking out to where the man had left, long after the doors to the office slid shut again.:: TBC... Lieutenant Eyas Wulfantine Chief of Security USS Independence-A & Lt. Commander Charles Sampi Chief Medical Officer USS Independence-A
  6. [...] you weather for being right :(

  7. spuodsǝɹ oɥʍ ǝǝs oʇ ƃuıɥɔʇɐʍ ǝq ןןıʍ I ˙snʇɐʇs ɹnoʎ oʇ ǝʇsɐd puɐ ʎdoɔ sıɥʇ pɐǝɹ uɐɔ noʎ ɟI...ʇsod ı ʇɐɥʍ oʇ uoıʇuǝʇʇɐ ʎɐd spuǝıɹɟ ʎɯ ɟo ʎuɐɯ ʍoH

  8. [...]ing Tescos - If your website says you open at 6 am, [...]ing open at 6am Grrr

  9. (( The Dreamscape )) :: The rain came in waves, more horizontal than vertical, but things were warm and safe in Alleran's house. :: :: More a large cabin than a house, really, the two story dwelling rocked and creaked in the face of the powerful winds, but its foundations were strong. It did not falter. The Trill watched the tempest raged outside, a warm cup of tea (Thelev's favourite) cupped between his hands, his spotty backside planted in a hand carved wooden rocking chair. He shivered slightly as the cold wind blew in from the stormfront, chilling him. :: :: This was a good place. His own mind -- a place that was his own little fortress of solitude, aside from occasional visits from Sidney in times of great stress, a place he could be himself in a pure, maskless form. :: :: But as was with the nature of joined Trills Alleran was not alone in this house. Hearing footsteps, he glanced over his shoulder. :: Marlee: I see they don't have weather control systems in your dreams. :: The ghost of his former host. Smiling warmly, Alleran returned his gaze to the storm outside, shaking his head and taking another sip of the warm tea. It helped stave away the cold. :: Tan: They don't, no. I prefer my surroundings this way... wild, untamed and uncontrolled. It's just how nature intends it to be... it feels right. I don't know. I guess I just feel that weather control is... cheating, a little. Marlee: Cheating? :: Alleran sipped again, considering his next words carefully. :: Tan: A lot of people seek control in their lives... power, authority, discipline -- control over their surroundings and their own minds, everything... me, well, I prefer a little chaos in my life. :: A pause as a fork of lightning cracked into the ground beyond the treeline, the flash illuminating the pine forest that surrounded this place that was Alleran's enchanted room. :: Tan: Entropy, I think... allows you to grow. You're a scientist, isn't that how evolution works? :: The shadowy ghost of Marlee settled into a corporeal chair beside Alleran, emitting a low sigh. :: Marlee: There are lots of misconception about how evolution works. All it is is organisms adapting to survive in their environment... those who successfully reproduce pass along their strengths, while those who don't quietly retire their weaknesses. :: Another fork of lightning kissed the ground, followed by the dull rumble of thunder in its wake. Tan shivered again, sipping more of the warm tea. :: Tan: So wouldn't that mean that everything eventually dies out, since as the environment changes, eventually there'll be something that can't survive there? :: Marlee's ghost glanced over to her new host, grinning coyly. :: Marlee: That's where your precious entropy comes into play. Each generation isn't a perfect copy of its parents... it's a mixture, but more than that it itself is different from *both* of them -- more than merely the sum of its fore-bearers, it is a unique and different creature with strengths and weaknesses all of its own. Tan: But what if the parents could survive, but the child couldn't, due to its differences? :: Alleran wasn't sure why he said that. Marlee gestured out towards the dark field right as another strike light it up with an eerie flash. :: Marlee: Well then that's unfortunate, but it does happen. Goodness -- I tried for ages to have my own kids with Zee, and I lost one while I was at the joining academy, as you know... heh. ::she chuckled:: I think that one really hurt me for ages. I put off having another for so long... and by then it was too late. :: Marlee rocked her chair, closing her eyes a moment. :: Marlee: So I guess I was one of the quiet retire-ers, but... life's like that. ::a pause:: Evolution's like the lightning. It finds the path of least resistance, so it's mostly predictable, but sometimes... sometimes it strikes where you don't expect. Sometimes despite all your predictions life doesn't go the way you think it will. Of course, if you go about waving a golf club in the air during a thunder storm, I would make sure your will is up to date... :: Tucking his legs up to his chest, Alleran sipped more of his tea. :: Tan: Sidney's going to be okay, isn't she? Marlee: How am I supposed to know? What am I, alive? ::she grinned, but the expression faded.:: You trust her, right? :: The man's voice was laced with confidence, his attitude bolstered by the strength of his own convictions despite how cold he felt. :: Tan: With my *life*. Marlee: Then *trust* her. She's strong -- she wants to live, she'll put all her strength into it. :: Tan stared at the storm, the tea slowly cooling in his hands. :: Tan: What if she's a retire-er too? :: Marlee's ghostly voice chuckled in time with the thunder. :: Marlee: Then I guess you have a problem, hot shot... (( Dream ends )) (( Sidney Riley's Quarters, USS Independence-A )) :: Awaking in the dark of Riley's bedroom, Alleran felt the cold acutely. The dream's energy had caused him to kick off the thick blanket that the two normally shared. Without Riley's body heat, which he had become accustomed to over the months, he hadn't realized just how cold the room could be. Reaching down he pulled the blanket around himself, sitting up in the middle of her bed, rubbing his arms to restore warmth. :: :: He considered returning to sleep but he doubted he could. His dreams were rare but powerful, they tended to keep him awake. Still... he played with the thought for a moment. It was still early, too early even for dawn patrol, which he had excused himself from due to Riley's stay in sickbay. So many of the crew had been injured in the last mission... he wondered what their next briefing would be like, full of bandaged souls. Maybe they'd just hold it in sickbay to save everyone the bother. :: :: Pulling on some shorts, Alleran stepped out of Riley's bedroom, the blanket still draped around his shoulders. He opened the door to Belleau and Tirzah's bedroom, glancing in, just checking on them, making sure they were still sleeping soundly. Satisfied, he stepped back into the main living room and moved towards the kitchen. :: :: The broken cat's bowl caught his eye. Andy's food bowl... how had this happened? :: Tan: [...] it... Zlix, Andy, Phoenix -- if I find out who did that, I'm going to skin them...! :: Giving a low sigh, Alleran retrieved a small cleaner and zapped up the mess. Smiling in satisfaction at the cleaned up disaster, Tan replicated a new bowl (bright blue, this time) and filled it full of replicated cat food, placing it down. While he was there he fed the rest of the cats, and Riley's red fish whose name he hadn't learned yet, and cleaned up all their assorted mess. He washed his hands and then opened the cupboard which held his cooking utensils. :: :: Breakfast was prepared for Belleau and Tirzah. Fried eggs and bacon, with the two eggs forming little 'eyes' and the bacon forming a big open mouthed smile, along with a side of orange Trill sweet cabbage arranged as 'hair' for the little faces. Breakfast for a couple of kids... Tan was quite proud of his work. A glass of orange juice each, along with half a grapefruit sprinkled with sugar and placed on a little saucer, completed the meal. :: :: Both plates were placed on the table under a small heater to keep them warm, and then Alleran wrote a little note to go with them. :: "Good morning kids, Gone to see Sidney. Breakfast is on the table -- don't burn yourself on the warmer. Have fun at school. Call me if you need me. - Al" :: It was then time to bake the last thing. The last time Sidney had been injured he'd prepared her some happy food -- and now, far too soon, she'd been injured again. Tan was sure she'd be okay, but never-the-less, he prepared a full tray of cookies with white chocolate chips in them. A dozen in all, each as large as a fist and piled on a tray and covered with a metal lid. :: :: His domestic duties complete, Alleran returned to Riley's bedroom, changed into his uniform, then stepped out to meet the day, tray in hand. :: End... ----- Lt. Alleran Tan CAG USS Independence-A Gah, forgot to tag who it was by in the description line - Can a forum mod add that please
  10. wow, had an awesome time with Zuzu Closs and Hannah James

  11. Staring down the barrel of a 3 month prison sentence is no fun at all!

  12. day ayt the beach with the familly - bloody sun had better come out!

  13. should of went to rehab but im dead dead dead - too soon?

  14. Welcome to the fleet and more importantly, welcome to the Indy. I'm looking forward to simming with you
  15. How much casn they change the Enterprise without mucking up their own established alt canon... Could be interesting. I'm guessing with it being in soft prep that we could see the film as early as summer 2013 but more than likely in the fall of 2013.
  16. mmm Kay, Torchwood seems to be getting interesting..

  17. I'm going to have to get my wisdom teeth pulled - no smoking for me for a week after :o

  18. Murdoch assulted with custard pie during select commity hearing

  19. Right. Off for some blood tests, then to the duty CPN (If I can get seen) and the council (if there is not a big queue)

  20. As written by Graham Wilkes : there is no point putting Murdoch in jail.. we all know BA, Face and Hannibal will break him out!

  21. So, blood pressure is elevated, full bllod and urine tomorrow + a trip to the duty cpm + a trip to the council - busy day!

  22. Off to the docs then off to grans

  23. Yay, facebook [...]py be side bar be gone (at least for now)

  24. Looks like I'm off out - ooh er

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