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 Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2004 1:29 pm
Ren held a finger up as she heard some commotion. "Excuse me a moment Lita." she said, swiftly walking away from the girl and into the hall. The sudden change in lighting caused her second set of lids to slide protectively over her eyes.
She was greatful for the darkness and made her way down the hall to where she saw a Klingon, most likely a security officer, and the first officer. She strode forward, forgetting she still had a cup of coffee in her hand and that her eyes were still lidded. "Is everything alright commander?" she asked.
She wondered if the captain had spoken to anyone else of why she wore such a strange uniform, if not then she might get into a bit of trouble before she could find the captain and get her to explain it to at least the officers that would be working on deck.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2004 7:33 am
(For some reason Depths cant get gaia working. I think he is making it up so I'm reading things to him ala copy paste and making him reply! heart )
::the klingon made a low growl at the back of his throat::You speak of not treating cadets as slaves and yet your punishment is to do to me what you accused me of, without due proccess. And you ask a klingon security gaurd to give over his weapon for no cause. Have you no honor?(DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANGGGG....
::scampers off to watch the explosion then sighs and realizes as captain I should probably interveine here.....)
::Hi walked through the halls, on her way to the sickbay herself when she came across the three people. Her blue eyes took in the various uniforms and ranks rapidly. She stepped beside ren and looked at the other two. Her own unofrm was oversized and baggy, bunched and tucked oddly, but clean, her long red hair up in many sbraids spiraled against her hair and coming up to cascade loose back down, falling at her shoulders.::ATTENTION! ::Waits for them to comply then looks over all of them then to her foirst officer::please report.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 6:10 am
(::posts for her char, whose name she can't remember, and runs away:: )
::staying in her room until needed::
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2004 1:02 pm
Ren had gone to attention the second that captain came, though she was a bit off because of the precious(sp?) cappuccino in her hand. She wasn't willing to let all that sugar get spilled since she certanly needed it for her metabolism.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2004 5:03 pm
.::ATTENTION! ::Waits for them to comply then looks over all of them then to her foirst officer::please report.
Tara saluted smartly, looking every inch the professional she is: "Captain...I came across a cadet in one of the corridors. He was just...standing around, as if expecting something. I questioned him. The cadet said he was waiting for his 'master' to summon him because he was 'obligated' to be his master's 'slave'.
I questioned the cadet further. He said his 'master' was a Klingon officer. As this Klingon"--she canted her head at the security officer--"is the one and only Klingon on this ship, the cadet was obviously referring to *him*. I have a recording of my conversation with the cadet in my PADD. That should be sufficient proof of an officer abusing a cadet by treating said cadet as a slave.
Secondly, this Klingon is carrying an uncovered weapon. That, too, is a rules violation. Someone who might pass by the security officer could quite possibly get hurt by the sword. It has a long and wide blade that is very sharp. It protrudes far enough to cut the skin of anyone who may accidentally brush this Klingon while passing by him in a corridor. That is my report, Captain."
After saying all this, Tara handed Captain Akai her PADD. The captain would also be able to look up the "weapon rule" while she read Tara's conversation with the cadet. Tara's face and stance did not change one iota as she continued to maintain her standing position and "attention" salute.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 11:48 pm
::the captian nodded slowly fighting the urge to rub her temples or pull on her hair, both of which would be very unprofessional things to do at the moment. She turned to the first officer::I would like to speak with the one who filed the report. That is first off. Secondly, we do not convict based on hearing only one side of an encounter. in any encounter between two people there are always three sides. One persons story, the other persons story and the truth. While I do not nessarly doubt tht what you were told is what the cadet truly beleives, I would like to hear both sides before passing judgment. As to the weapon, it is a Bat'lef not a sword, a klingon weapon that if I am not mistaken they are practcally raised holding. From my experiances the only time a bat'lef breaks skin si when it is intended. SO, this is what shall happen. in one hour I would like to meet with the cadrt who launched the charge in my ready room. One hour past that I shall meet you::to the klingon:: in holodeck one. the reason is two fold. oneis to simply hear your side of the account, the second is for a demonstration of your skill with the bat'lef. If I see what I expect you will be allowed to carry it at all times, however, if anyone gets hurt by it whatsoever in any circumstances I shall thus treat it as intentional and you shall be punbished as such. your options here are multiple. Put away the bat'lef and let that portion oif the issue drop, show me what I assume you can do and be fully responciable as you should be, or...::she smiles a bit::you could always blow the proformance.... and be forbidden use of it outside of training and structured allowed circumstances, somehow I doubt you will take that option. And you::turning to her forst officer::I would like you at my side for both meetings, we shall exhange notes between and after but not during. I hope I am understood. Dismissed.::with that she beats as dignified a hasty retreate as she can into the lounge::
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2004 3:41 pm
Ren shook her head. "Practically invisible." she mumbled, not sounding angry or happy either way. She took another sip from her cappuccino and saluted the first officer. "Officer Tara." she said, inclining her head politely. The cappuccino cup in her hand seemed so natural to her she didn't really notice it was there, even when she drank out of it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 12:01 pm
"Officer Tara." she said, inclining her head politely.
Tara turned to Ren, though the tall and blue-skinned exec officer had not met her yet: "Yes?"
That was Tara's only response. She gave Ren a look that asked Ren to ID herself:"Who are you? What is your post?"
((OOC: In this case, "post" means Ren's job such as security, operations, etc. It doesn't refer to what's being written on the USS Gaia board.))
Of course, Tara was merely asking a standard question.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2005 9:31 pm
"Ren Cain, bridge science officer." She said, saluting again and taking a sip of her coffee. She almost cringed after she did that. she hoped the first officer had already read the report about her medical conditions or she might get into a bit of trouble in a few moments. That was no something she was looking forward to. Of course, she could get everything cleared up eventually but there was alot of hassle involved.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 3:50 pm
Tara looked at Ren, then checked off something on the PADD she was holding. "So, Mr. Cain, I see that you like sugar. Something about needing it for your metabolism, I believe."
The female Bolian XO paused, then smiled slightly at the sci officer: "Just try not to make anything sticky, please. I would not want to have engineering doing more repair work than is normally required aboard a Federation starship. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a meeting with the captain in her ready room."
Minutes later, Tara and the cadet entered the CO's "ready room". They would wait until the captain arrives, as agreed. In the meantime, the two of them got as comfy as they could considering the *reason* for the meeting.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 4:33 pm
Ren just blinked at the first officer and shrugged as she walked away. She had plenty of time to perfect her balance and everything related to carrying drinks and foods around. She hadn't made anything sticky in quite a while and she kept handy wipes around as a precaution. Yes, she knew what to do. On pretend missions they had put a thin plastic film over the board too but it was never really required. She wondered what she should do before she had to go on bridge duty. They hadn't launched yet so she wasn't sure where to go.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 5:00 pm
::venturing out of her room, she wanders around for a bit until she accidentally bumps into Ren:: excuse me...
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 5:11 pm
Ren turned around and looked at her. "It's alright." She recognized the uniform markings as security. She wondered why the security officer would bump into her but then again she knew what it felt like to be more than a bit distracted. She just usually didn't do that in front of people.
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 5:19 pm
::gives a small nod and goes back to wandering::
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Posted: Sun Jan 09, 2005 5:35 pm
Meanwhile with Lita she gave a nodd as Ren went to go see what the commotion was about. Lita just shrugged it off, thinking it was just some stupid argument two people were having. She decided to grab an apple real quick before......wait......as she grabbed her apple and took a bite out of it she began to ponder where she had to go. She pressed her index finger to her chin. I know I had to go somewhere.......and I know had I pass through here to go to where I have to go......shoot! I can't remember sweatdrop .....and here I can remember what to do in medical emergency and yet I can't remember where I was suppose to go....curse my short attention span I sometimes get..... sweatdrop I think those years of rough housing with my brothers cuased some memory damage..... she thought as she ate her apple.
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