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Post by Eviess Radaik on Sept 25, 2005 1:31:36 GMT -5
This is the lounge for the ship. All crew members are welcome to relax in ten forward when not on duty.
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Post by Eviess Radaik on Sept 26, 2005 7:14:01 GMT -5
After finishing her tour of the ship she stopped in at ten forward. Walking over to a replicator she orders Rihann tea. Walking cautiously to a table she sits down and begins to blow over the tea. Thinking of the day and the events that will soon take place.
While it seems pointless to once again play it out in her mind she did anyways. All of her actions and those of the crew were the right ones to take at the moment. By the elements why of all the times for the engines to develop a problem was it then. She finished her tea and standing up she went to her office.
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Post by anarra on Oct 1, 2005 13:40:44 GMT -5
::Anarra stopped into Ten Forward, it had been an awfuly long day getting sick bay ready to recieve paitents, and her office was finally now equiped with everything she needed...her quarters were a different matter, She had kept most of her personal belongings on the Alliance, all she seemed to ever wear any more were uniforms. She would have to go to betazed soon and see if she coud get some of the more personal things like photos of her family that they might have copies of. As for clothes and other things, they could always be replicated.
She walked over to the replicator and ordered:: "Strawberry Lemonade please"
::The drink materialized, she looked around to see if any one else was around right now. She noticed Lt. Malc over in the back corner, she smiled and went over to where he was sitting.::
"May I join you?"::He nodded his reply and went back to work as she took out a padd to go over the new medical rotation that the other doctors and nurses plus herself would be on::
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Post by anarra on Oct 1, 2005 20:20:41 GMT -5
::Anarra looked up from her padd::
"Sick Bay is finally complete...i think. Ive checked it from top to bottem to see if we have all supplies, but i have a nagging feeling that I'm forgetting something. It is certainly bigger, we will be able to handle more casualities then before, and I'm getting a larger staff...no more housing some paitents in my office during an emergency thats for sure. ::Anarra paused for a moment.:: I don't know maybe its just because it is so big and I'm not sure yet where everything is yet. That will come with time. You certainly seem to have more duties on the New York then we had on the Alliance.
::Anarra takes a long drink of her lemonade::
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Post by anarra on Oct 2, 2005 16:39:23 GMT -5
::Anarra nodded back:: "Then i will be seeing you around then."
::Anarra went back to her own work, trying to get medical shifts organized so that everyone on her staff would be happy...a very hard thing to do.::
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 11, 2005 18:36:02 GMT -5
::Zandile wanders in to Ten Forward while trying to find her way around the ship. Even though she had lived on at least a dozen Starfleet ships and space stations during her lifetime, she still had to get used to every new place. Every ship had a different configuration and a different 'feel'. Every ship has a lounge, though and Zandile smiles becasue she found it on the New York.::
"Computer, chocolate milkshake, please." ::She addressed the computer. After the milkshake appeared, Zandile noticed the Doctor deep in thought over a computer padd. Snatches of the Betazoid's thoughts and emotions pushed themselves into Zandile's mind. She blocked out the telepathy, and made a mental note that she must be much more careful with her own telepahty on this ship, where there were more telepaths than her last posting.::
:: She wandered over to the Doctor and asked, "May I join you?"
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Post by decatureagle on Oct 11, 2005 18:50:49 GMT -5
::Ensign Baccus walks into Ten Forward, after the final X-Team simulation was completed, with a lot on his mind. He walks over to the holodeck and orders his drink of choice.::
Computer, Orange Juice
::After grabbing his drink, he sat at table in the corner of the room and was almost instantly lost in a deep thought::
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Post by anarra on Oct 11, 2005 21:28:45 GMT -5
::Anarra looked up from her pads:: Oh, Hello Zandile, Of course take a seat. ::Anarra took a sip of her drink:: How are you liking the New York, you probably have more experience with starships then me...but this is my third one so far. Terrasect was first then transfered to the Alliance....and then well that ship got blown up....The New York is a big change for all of us from the Alliance.
How was your first shift...sorry i wasnt there...but doctors do have to stay in sick bay alot of the time.::Anarra smiled, she could tell that empathically that Zandile was nervous. They had been friends since their Acadamy days, this was the first time they had been together since they had both graduated::
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Post by Lt. Zandile Hanson on Oct 13, 2005 20:46:25 GMT -5
::Zandile smiled at her friend, and sat down. :: "I've lost count of how many ships I've been on. Since I graduated, I've been on DS12, USS Argentina and USS Enterpise, and now the New York. I'm sorry the Alliance got blown up. I heard good things about that ship and crew." :Zandile shifted in her sat and took a long slurp of the chocolate shake. "Not as good as Guinan's, but still delicious." she commented.
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Post by anarra on Oct 13, 2005 22:59:03 GMT -5
::Anarra laughed at that comment:: Of course.::She smiled to her self as she looked around:: The New York is a good ship, Im glad we all got transferred, i dont think i would have stayed on another star ship with out the rest of the crew. I know its a way of our life as officers to be transferred, but i like to have some semblance of a home and to stay in one place. ::Anarra finished her drink, and noticed the time.:: I have to get going, i have the first of the crew physicals scheduled today. I will talk to you soon though. ::Anarra left Ten Forward and went back to Sick Bay.::
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Post by markmichael on Oct 17, 2005 19:46:47 GMT -5
Mark slowly walked into ten forward. His flight suit was on but the top was unzipped and the top of it was off. Short sleeve Green shirt was on with a black muscle shirt over it. He walked to the bar and got him self a glass of water. Walking over to a table, as he would sit down. looking out the window to the stars.
Space was his home. His family was no longer and it did not bother him at all. He was a fighter pilot and that was all. Tapping softly on the table top as he was thinking, of his first day in a fighter. How fast she was but as time has went on he has seen many faster fighters and has even made one him self. Closing his eyes as he would take a sip of the water. Just mostly keeping to him self as he was sitting there.
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Post by Eviess Radaik on Oct 20, 2005 21:47:21 GMT -5
She walked into ten forward after her game of "lhi". And went straight to the bar, she ordered the watered down synthachol Star Fleet called Rihann Ale. It at least had the desired taste. But what it lack was the fire, the passion which screamed out what it was, so unsuspectingly. The coolness of the blue and the fire of its taste. And as the proverb says in part " ale burns".
She carried her drink and stopping off at the table Lt Malc sat at, and inquired about his back.
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Post by markmichael on Oct 22, 2005 15:25:05 GMT -5
Mark was just looking out to the stars. Taking a sip of the water that he had really not touched all that much. he did not pay any mind to the others that where in Ten forward. he just watched the space that was around the window to the stars.
He was still tapping on the table as he watched out. Thinking of the pass, but never really talked to any one about it. He did not really even want to talk about it. The pass is the pass or that is what he thought.
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Post by Eviess Radaik on Oct 24, 2005 8:44:04 GMT -5
She smiled at him and then sat at the table. She took a deep breath and then sipped at the ale.
It's good that the test has been completed. The crew and ship fared well. There are a few area's which need to be improved on.
If you don't mind me asking, where are you from and how long has it been since you were home? I'm from a coastal city, Peldard City on ch'Rihan, or Romulus to you. It's on the North Mendlander sea. ::she knew this information was not important nor of any real interest to him. But she hoped sharing some of this would lead to a better understanding of the Feddies. Something she needed to better command them:: I have not been home in 2 years.
And this is perhaps, the ::she hesitated trying to find the right word:: ah. It is hard to find the words, I am determined to speak in your Federation standard. Give me minute. Ah, ::she smiled:: this is the farest I have been, not so much in distance, but in the heart and soul. ::she looked at him and wondered if he understood.:: Hopefully this will lead to a greater understanding between our people.
We have a lot to prove or is it to undo. We know what the Klingons think and say about us. And they have been friends of the Federation much longer. ::she takes another sip::
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Post by markmichael on Oct 24, 2005 19:00:08 GMT -5
He had over heard the other two talk. He has not been home for much longer then that, close to 8 years know, but he still will say nothing. Taking a sip of the water as he closed his eyes and just relaxed some.
Tapping a finger on the top of the table he was sitting at. He was thinking of the fighters and what he has seen so fair. Not much but still he had other things on his mind instead of home and people he will never see again.
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