S3, Ep2 - Dogma, Truth and the Wheel of Fate

[Dr Colina MacAuley]

She was Samuel Grant enter the sickbay and knew he would be the first to receive the surgical alterations. She walked over to him.

"Ah, ya don't owe me a thing. And I am ready for you. Please go to surgical unit and Nurse Fong will assist you to get ready. I'll be in shortly."

She walked into her office and conferred once again with Dr Jacobs. Both of them would be working together on this. The surgery would not take long, especially with both them. It was then that Colina got an idea and discussed it with Jacobs. He shook his head in agreement. "Thats the perfect solution. We can now proceed, even their own doctors will be hard pressed to realize they are not their own."

Meanwhile Nurse Fong was doing the pre surgical work up and got him the surgical robe to wear and assisted him to lay down on the table.

[Tog]

Galaxy Bar & Grill

Ann starts to leave then stops and walks over to him and says “So, big ears.” She then gets on the stool and leans over and rubs Tog’s ears as she says “Remembered what we talked about? Just shake your leg like the dog boy if you get me. Just drop that crap that I asked about. Kept the change and lets just forget our talk, K?” As Tog enjoys the feeling of his ears being rubbed he shakes his leg like Ann says

Ann then Stops and Tog nods, he sees Ann look at the Ensign She then stepped down from the stool and looked at Tog and Smiled then she winked at him and left flicking the Ensigns ear as she left

"Strange that human" Tog Thinks

[gengrant]

Location Sickbay:

Sam nodded as Captain Harsting entered Sickbay, just as he was heading towards the surgical bay “Yes Ma’am.” He replied to Doctor MacAuley, he then entered the bay. Softly, hesitantly, he walked over and sat on the table as he waited for the Doctor. He was trying to grasp why an Away Mission was being authorized, and why the Captain and himself both were going.

It was one thing for Sam to go, or even the Captain; albeit a stretch… But a chunk of the senior staff was going at the same time, should something happen, the two remaining senior officers would be Lt. Cmdr. Grabfoot and Major Kinsely, which he didn’t doubt either of their abilities, but it was still peculiar. Sam wanted to challenge Jim on it, but he knew that he was one of ‘those Captains’ that like to get their hands dirty in everything, and not just sit on the bridge. He knew from serving with him that to stand his ground, even as the Security Chief, he’d lose the argument.

As he waited for the doctor to come, he found his mind wander, not on the upcoming misson, but on about a women; Ann. There was something that felt as if it was tugging on the back of his brain, just above the spinal cord, sometimes a tug, sometimes a tapping, but there. It didn’t cause him any pain, so he knew it wasn't an injury, nor has it been there for long, so he knew it wasn’t related to his lack of rest recently; yet it was there. He thought more and more, finally coming to the realization that it started a little after Ann came on board again.

His mind raced, he found himself distracted time and time again by Ann’s physical beauty, her innocence, her strength of will. He thought of her in her armor, in all their previous meetings, in combat, in her silk dress that she had worn to their latest dinner, their conversation on hill on the holodeck, her in… even less apparel and more exotic ways. But something was wrong, Sam knew it, but he couldn’t figure out what it was, but there was that incessant tugging, tapping.

Sam went into deep thought, crossing his left leg over his right, and placing his right hand under his chin, setting on his crossed leg, his index finger extended on his lips. He thought, his mind raced; tap, tap, tap. As his finger ran back and forth against his lips, in his deep thought, his mind locked on a memory; her kiss. Sam’s left eyebrow raised, “Her kiss…” he said quietly to himself.

Sam’s love life had been extremely unmentionable for the past 2 ½ years or so, since he was last with Jennifer, he had never pursued any relationship; rather keeping to himself. Ann was the closet person he’d been with in that time frame, their interactions burning into his mind like a teenage boy in the back seat for the first time. His mind replayed their kisses, often one sided on Ann’s part, but generally soft and innocent; in contrast to their last encounter over dinner. Sam wasn’t any love aficionado, but he could tell the difference with his experiences. There was more heat, more umpf, more force, more passion, more… more… confidence. "That may be the key..." he thought to himself, there was confidence in the action, more then he had seen in Ann recently.

Granted, very little was known of Ann’s species, but Sam had been involved in a lot of their interactions with them over the last few years; he’d written many reports to Starfleet Command regarding the Drak. With Ann fighting the drug problem she had, and dealing with some personal issues that he wasn’t fully aware of yet, there was no way to know if Ann would be able to recuperate from the ‘addiction’ so quickly and how it would affect her. Maybe she was becoming her true self, maybe this was the Ann that she truly was, but something still didn’t sit right with Sam.

As the doctor re-entered the room to start the surgery, he smiled as the alterations began, his mind still digesting the information he’d been going over; tap, tap, tap, tap…

Location: Sickbay, Surgical Bay 1

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

Location Bridge

Buford sets at helm and maintains a parallel orbit with the Asteroid matching its speed, and has the position so if they have telescopes on the planet they would not be spotted

As he looks at the planet he thinks about all the lives that will be lost if they can't help them, if they can unless they can change the Asteroids path they will only be able to save a small amount of the people

If they used Torpedoes it might change the path, as its to big to Transport or to use the ship to nudge it

Buford tilts his head and looks at the Asteroid "Cmdr If we can help them, maybe we can use the ships phasers to bore holes in the Asteroid beam some warheads in the hole and blow them shattering the Asteroid" he asks Grab Foot

[Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns]

Location: Bridge, Tactical station

He went back to the expression-less look on his face when he heard the announcement who the new First Officer was going to be. He had thought it was going to be him but it turned out it wasn't. He began to think that it is something against his race that humns don't like. They don't like following a cat, as they so often refer to him as. Granted, he is a felinoid but that doesnt mean he likes being thought of as a comman terran cat. In fact, he hated it.

He was at his Tactical station, but he wasn't looking at any of the tactical sensors or displays. He was reviewing Standard Security procedures and Security Personal. As Captain Harsting had chosen Mr. Grant to be his new First Officer, Captain Harsting had also doubled his respnsibilites and made him the new Security Chief

As he looked over Security officers, one face stood out. He remembered him from being on the bridge, suggesting ways to deal with the Asteroid. Ways that he's already thought of and suggested to Captain Harsting: Ensign Zabdiel

He tapped his comm badge, "Ensign Zabdiel. Lt Commander Grab Foot Of Two Dawns, your new Security Chief, speaking. As Security Cheif Grant has been promoted to the First Officer's position, I have been assigned to the Security Chief's position. you are hereby ordered to report any security problems to me. Any squabbles you encounter, you can handle yourself but if something major happens, call me. Acknowledge

His tone was gentle but it held a tinge of menace, as he expected his orders to be carried out as soon as possible, no room for slacking

As he waited for a response, he heard Buford speak to him about boring holes in the Asteroid with the phasers and then transporting torpedos in them to blow the Asteroid apart

He turned toward Buford, his face still expressionless "That very well work, Lt but two things may occur. 1, it would turn one object into several and therefore cause more widespread damage and 2, Some of the debris from the Asteroid may hit the Terrasect and the shields may not hold. As you already know, that is not my call. It is Captain Harsting's. The Captain, for the moment, seemed settled on observing the planet and the Asterooid. Something may come up within the next three days to save these people but until then, I am not counting on it"

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

Location Bridge

Buford's ears move to Grab Foots reply "What would it matter Sir? if the Asteroid hits the planet their all dead if we blow it up and large pieces hit maybe the whole planet doesn't die, Plus we could then destroy the larger pieces Sir" he says

"I wasn't on planing on having us close to the Asteroid if we blew it up" Buford says "I know its the Captains call just putting out Ideas encase we can help" He says

" I was hoping you got the First Officer position Sir" Buford says but thinks instead of that human who is in heat

[Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns]

Location: Bridge, Tactical station

He listened to the Lt's words and he thought carefully over them

"The Asteroid can still very well kill the life on that planet but it would only cause more wide spread damage, the results could be very well the same. In our intentions to help, we could do more harm then be helpful. Which is most likely why the Captain has chosen to observe at this time. Perhaps something will come up before the time the Asteroid hits and we can still save those people"

He tried to think as the Captain would but at this point, it would giving him a headache. He then heard Buford state that he had hoped that he would get the First Officer's position instead of Grant. His tail twitched for a few brief seconds before it stilled agin

"We all hope that something will happen that we want, Lt but that doesnt mean that it will happen. Case in point: Saving those people"

He knew what Buford had meant but he was trying to steer him away from himself in general. His voice held a hint of malice in it and he knew Buford would be able to detect it but he didnt care at this point. In his minds eye, he lost twice to Mr. Grant. First, losing Ann and now losing the second best position on the ship

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

Location Bridge

Buford Listens to Grab Foot he can hear a hint of malice in Grab Foot's voice Buford can also smell disappointment and the seance of unappreciated and under rated from Grab Foot as Buford sense of smell is 2 times more acute

Buford thinks for a moment then says "Aye Sir" No use sticking his nose were it don't belong

[ganesaravious]

Location: Bridge


Ganesa listened to the conversation between LtJG Buford Hound and LtCmdr Grabfoot Of~Two Dawns. She didn't really had any reserves who should be Executive Officer. Just as long as that person did their job. Although, she was happy that Cmdr Grant gotten the promotion. Always happy for anyone that has been promoted to any rank and/or position.

She knew Cpt Harsting, Major Kinsely and Cmdr Grant for quite a long time and knew how great they were at what they did. Each person on that ship did their best at their jobs that they were handed. The others on board, she had not met before until she arrived on the ship.

Her fingers tapped along the OPS console and watched carefully the ship's status. Along with any other data that came up on her console. If there was anything new that she should report about, she would.

"From previous history, there has been some newer life that pops up on a planet after an asteroid hit as big as this one.", she said to them.

[Major Duncan Kinsely]

Location: Bridge


Duncan watched as Cpt Harsting came and went from the bridge. Perhaps he was needed on the bridge, for some reason or another, but he'll stay on the bridge for any further orders. He walked towards the back of the bridge and stood next to the turbo lift. Kept watch on the bridge and had his ears open. When he over heard that Grant gotten the Executive Officer post, a smirk came across his face.

There was no finer person on board better than Sam to be at that position. Sam was more of the type of person who always mindful of his position. Always mindful of orders when it was given to him, without much of a fuss. Grant was an example of how an Officer should act. He was glad to call Sam a friend.

Duncan listened to the ideas that Buford gave. It was a good idea, but LtCmdr GrabFoot Of~Two Dawns was correct. It would cause a much more worse of a problem that it was made out to be.

"Even if there was something we could do, there is the matter of Prime Directive we have to consider.", he said.

[Lt Buford B. Hound]

Buford looks at Ganesa and smiles before he quickly stops as his smile looks like a grow "That is true Lt., but it is still sad to watch a planet of people die" he says

Buford then hears Kinsely say theirs the matter of Prime Directive we have to consider "That anything like Prime Rib Sir" Buford chuckles then sighs "I know Sir"

Buford then looks back at his console "Speaking of food I think when shift is over I'll got to the Bar & Grill have some Pasta al fiorella some cheese pirogies some Jambalaya and Peach cobbler with an Irish coffee" He says

[James Zabdiel]

Location: Galaxy Bar & Grill

He just stared at her as she left with his mouth hanging open like a dog patting. He could not say a thing nor did he hear Grabfoots message. When she was out of sight he just took a deep breath and let it out. "Now that is what I call a lady." He said and then looked back at Tog. "Who did you say was her name again?"

[Dr Colina MacAuley]

Sick bay

She and Doctor Jacobs walked in the surgical room. She looked at the prone figure of Grant and smiled. Placing a hand on his shoulder, "It will be over before ya know it. Now sleep and dream well."

As soon as he was asleep both Doctors began to work and within 2 hours they finished and he was a different person. Nurse Fong wheeled him out and placed him in recovery. She went to her office and updated his records.

[Tog]

Location: Galaxy Bar & Grill

Tog looks at the Ensign "Her name is Ann" he says then he smiles at the Ensign "Best forget about, she likes Grant and Grant likes her" he says "And I don't think you want him on your bad side......Can I get you anything" he asks

[Capt Grab Foot Of~Two Dawns]

Location: Bridge, Tactical station

He listened to the others speaking amongst themselves about the sitaution but he chose not to further comment, especially when Buford came up with a list of what he wanted to eat when he got off shift

He shook his head wanting to tell him to keep his mind on what he was doing now, not what he wanted to do when his shift ended

He waited a good five minutes, waiting for Ensign Zabdiel to respond to his message. When a response didn't come, his eyes narrowed and he growled to himself. He tapped his comm badge again and in a more forceful tone, he said "Ensign Zabdiel, report!"