Season 1: Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here! - part 2

Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here! - Cards on the Table

A Mission Post by Commander Phoenix Lalor & Chief Petty Officer Feyth Railli

Mission: Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here!

Location: Captain's Ready Room

Timeline: MD 3 :14h00ish

Feyth Railli counted the swooshes of light that flashed, each floor she passed illuminating the inside of the turbolift as she darted toward Deck 18. The turbolift slowed and the doors parted with a quiet hiss. Feyth took in a slow breath.

The Bridge.

Lieutenant Commander Qwyyn had setup this meeting with the Captain. Despite whatever pull Liselle had with the great and powerful Phoenix Lalor, Feyth doubted that she would agree to any meetings with her. But, to her surprise, a summons to the Captain's Ready Room had appeared in Railli's schedule. At first she was excited for the meeting. This was her chance to say all of the things that had been on her mind for the last year. She knew Phoenix would throw her off the ship eventually, that day was coming. So be it. But she was going to go down in a blaze of glory.

But then, as the fated hour approached, Feyth realized that this had been a mistake. More than anything she wished she had never asked Qwyyn to set this little talk up in the first place. It was too late for regrets now. She already found herself standing outside the ready room. She watched herself reach up and press the door chime.

"Come" Came the voice of the Commanding Officer. The doors opened and Phoenix Lalor was sitting on a low couch off to the side of the room. She stood. "Ah come in Feyth." She said calmly.

Feyth took a cautious step into the room. In all her life she couldn't remember a time when she felt so unsure of herself. Normally, in any other encounter with Phoenix Lalor, Feyth would have defaulted immediately to anger and went from there. This time there was only her nerves, and a barely controlled feeling of panic that threatened to overtake her. But she braved the fear. No matter how bad this conversation might go, she was willing to listen to Qwyyn's advice and at least give it a try. She clasped her hands at her side, standing at full attention. If nothing else, she would start this meeting by showing the ship's captain the level of respect that the role commanded.

Phoenix took a breath. "Please sit down." She said calmly waving Feyth to a seat across from where she was reseating herself. "Liselle said you had somethings to discuss with me." She left the statement open hoping it would give the Bajoran an opening.

Feyth looked to a nearby chair, but she remained standing where she was. She didn't know where to begin. And so, she just began: "You were right about me and Ken," she said. "Back on the planet, when you said that I was jealous and that I wanted him. You were right." Feyth sat down in the chair. She still held her hands in front of her. She forced herself to look Phoenix in the eye. "But it wasn't romantic. You're wrong if you think that there is anything like that going on between us. Ken and I have been through a lot together. He was the one who rescued me from a Cardassian prison where they did...horrible things." She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering. She opened them again, bringing herself back into the present. "We've saved each others lives more times than I can count, we've spent countless nights huddled together for warmth in caves as we hid from the soldiers. He was there when Analla died." Feyth looked down at her clasped hands. "She was my daughter..."

The Bajoran looked up at Phoenix again. "We joined Starfleet together, and we've been together ever since. Ken is a good man. But he is anything but forgiving. When he gets mad, he shuts you out. He has never forgiven River for leaving us behind. I don't think he ever will," she said. "You know, at first I actually wanted the two of you to get together. I teased him about it for months. But the damn coward wouldn't make a move. So I pulled that prank where he was forced to admit everything to you. Since then, things have been different between me and him. I guess I finally took things too far."

"You seemed pretty close in the mess hall" Phoenix said softly. "In fact there are rumors going around that the two of you are more than friends." She gave a shrug. "I don't let people in easily And for me to trust anyone in THAT way is a big step. You can imagine my feelings hearing about those rumors."

"It was River!" Feyth blurted out. She sighed, feeling a surprising wave of relief that came with the enormity of the crushing weight that had just lifted from her shoulders. She sighed again. Her chest felt light. "The rumors about me and Waters were right. They just had the wrong Waters," she said. "It was River Waters. Not Ken."

Phoenix looked at her. "River? The cadet?" She asked then waved the question away. "Never mind," She studied Feyth closely. "Feyth? Are you well? You don't look good"

"It's just the Alterian Flu," she said quickly. Her eyes darted to one side. Qwyyn had probably already told her. Or had she? Feyth reached up to wipe her forehead with the back of her sleeve. Why was she holding back? She had told herself when she stepped into the room that she was going to put all the cards on the table. "I might be pregnant," she murmured. "I haven't actually gotten tested yet." A light hit her eyes. "Please, you can't tell Ken!"

Phoenix moved to the replicator and replicated something that smelt very herbal. She handed it to Feyth. "Raspberry and Ginger. Erisian Recipe." she said calmly as she left the steaming mug in the Bajoran's hands. "Should help." then sitting back down, Phoenix added. "You don't want Ken to know because you fear that the child's father will be the issue. Not the fact that you are pregnant, the fact that you are pregnant to River Waters, who is what? 20?21? And as he and his brother do not get along... it will be a massive fight."

Feyth gladly drank from the warm mug. The liquid was unlike anything she had tasted before, soothing and yet spicy. She clasped her hands tighter around the drink she held to let its heat seep into her blood. "You have no idea," she said. "River and I ... we've kind of made a habit of having a drink together every once a while. It's a tradition that we started after we were evacuated to that planet, when Ken and I weren't exactly on speaking terms. But a couple of weeks ago, we drank a little too long, things happened. Honestly, I think a big part of me wanted to do this, just to piss Ken off. Prophets, if I could take it back --"

Phoenix nodded. "I understand. Very well, here is what I suggest, you go to Medical. Get the doctor to look you over. If you are pregnant, you take his advice on how to have a healthy baby. If anyone asks about the father you can tell them to get lost. It is no ones business but yours. And if you do not want to tell the father, again that is your choice, I will not tell anyone. And I believe that Liselle won't either."

The Bajoran stopped short of saying anything in response. To her surprise, the sensitivity Phoenix had just displayed to her was nearly enough to choke her up. Damned hormones!

When Feyth did finally trust herself to speak, it was in a small voice. "Why are you doing this?" she asked. "We hate each other. Why are you being so nice to me?"

"No, you think I hate you. I was upset that you pulled that stupid prank and continued it in the middle of a crisis that spoke of lack of professionalism. But no, I never hated you." Phoenix said calmly.

And now the tears did come. Feyth waved her hand in front of her eyes. "I'm sorry," she said in red hot embarrassment. "It's just this...whatever it is -- flu or pregnancy or whatever." She took a steadying breath. "Honestly, ever since you took over I was so worried you were going to kick me off the ship. I've been on pins and needles since we docked at the starbase."

"Why would I do that?" Phoenix asked. She had only ever kicked one person off the Elysium in her tenure as CHOPS and he had been a jackass who had disobeyed orders. "Look Feyth." She sat and rubbed the woman's back. "I am never going to kick people off just because of a disagreement. Disobeying orders yes, but never because of personal issues."

She set her tea to one side and used her fingertips to wipe away the mascara that had melted its way down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Captain. I'm not usually like this." She laughed, despite herself. "As I'm sure you of all people would know."

Phoenix handed her a box of tissues she kept in her office. "Here. Get yourself together. I am sure you will feel better once you see the doctor."

Feyth nodded. She took a tissue and rose up to her feet. "Thank you, Captain," she said. "For being so...reasonable about all of this. I'll go and see that doctor now." She gave Phoenix a nod and headed for the door.

She stopped.

"Captain, I want you to know that I am sorry about Chief Petty Officer Teodoro. I remember her sacrifice every day," Feyth said. "I tried to write my condolences to her family, but the communique was rejected. I know she was a friend of yours. I was hoping maybe you could let her family know that I don't want anything from them, I just wanted to let them know that I am sorry for their loss."

Phoenix took a breath and nodded. "Unfortunately Feyth, her... family were not very welcoming to me when I took them the news. They were her adoptive parents, Catalina did not know her biological parents. They refused to take custody of her remains. I organised her burial in the Fleet graveyard in San Francisco. Your condolences will be wasted on her... family. Her real family was the crew of this ship." Phoenix had been very pissed about the whole situation and half tempted to call in a few markers and get the adoptive parents done in.

"Tal dey na pah wraith," Feyth spat. She looked at Phoneix. Her eyes were cold. "A curse for her adoptive parents," she explained.

"Believe me, I had a few curses for them as well." Phoenix said calmly. "But in the end she got the honor she deserved."

"Thank you, sir." Feyth nodded. She turned for the door again, and stopped yet again as they parted before her. "And please, don't tell Ken about any of this. Not yet. He should hear it from me."

"Agreed" Phoenix smiled. "Good luck in medical."

Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here! - "Clearing the Air"

A Mission Post by Commander Phoenix Lalor & Senior Chief Petty Officer Ken Waters

Mission: Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here!

Location: MD 3 18h00

Timeline: Ken's quarters

IC

Phoenix took her time as she walked through silent halls to the quarters assigned to Ken Waters. She was dressed in civilian clothes which for her was jeans and a tee shirt and loafers.

She took a breath and hit the chime.

The doors parted to reveal Ken Waters, eyes wide in surprise, a toothbrush tucked firmly in his mouth. He wore a white undershirt tucked into the pants of his Starfleet uniform. He plucked the toothbrush from between his lips, and spoke around a mouthful of toothpaste. "Phoenix," he managed. Whatever he might be thinking, good or bad, he kept hidden away from her behind a stone faced expression. He indicated the way into his quarters with his toothbrush. "Come in?"

Phoenix's lips twitched with the mirth she was trying to hide. "Thank you." she said softly and moved into the cabin. She had seen Ken in less and in more awkward situations but this was still funny.

"What can I --" he closed his mouth over foaming toothpaste and held up a waiting finger to Phoenix before darting into the adjoining bathroom.

After the sound of spitting, running water, gargling and more spitting, Ken came back into the room still wielding his teeth cleaning weapon. "What can I do for you, Captain?" he asked. He noted her casual attire and knew she wasn't here on official ship business. Prophets, she was beautiful. But he wasn't about to say so. Not right now. He wasn't sure where her head was at after their spat in the mess hall. For all he knew she was about to call off their relationship once and for all.

"Ah... " she said softly. "Could you put your toothbrush down? Its quite distracting." Then she flashed a smile. "I have come to ask that you forgive me for my words earlier"

"You came to..." he began in surprise. Only then did he look down and realize that he had been holding the toothbrush for so long. He let out an amused scoff at the sight of it, and he swung his arm around behind his back. "Right. Sorry. I was just in the middle of -- really?" He was doing a horrible job of keeping his relief from showing. A grin threatened to paint his face. He took a step toward her. "You're sure?"

"Yes" Phoenix replied calmly. "I should have never confronted you like I did. I am sorry."

His smile pulled at the corners of his eyes. He closed the distance between them with another step. "I was hoping that would be your decision."

Phoenix's lips curved into a small smile. "And I am hoping you will not hold my actions against me."

"Actually, that's very much what I intended to do," he said and he leaned in to her.

"Hey careful with that" she laughed as she pushed the toothbrush away.

"Whoops. Forgot I had that," Ken said, and he held up the device between them. He tossed it onto the couch. He leaned into her again, this time pressing his lips to the nape of her neck. "Although I did just sonic my teeth. You want to continue this apology in the other room?"

"Hmm" Phoenix shifted against him. "As wonderful as that sounds, I am on call until the Away team comes back." she kissed him gently on the lips. "I got changed so I could come and see you, but I am still technically on duty. Burdens of command." she raised blue eyes to his. "That said, I would not mind letting you try to convince me to be more ... apologetic while I wait..."

He pulled her closer to him still. Through the material of her shirt her breasts pressed hard against his chest. His fingers traced the deep scars on her back. The feeling of them triggered the memory of the last time he had seen her naked. His skin tightened with the rush of blood pumping through his veins. He brought his fingers up into her black hair, pulling slightly to arch her neck so that he could bend down and kiss her again. His teeth pressed down into her lower lip.

He came back to reality in the moment where he suspected he might have caused pain. Breaking his lips from hers, he rested his forehead against her own. Still he went in for another quick kiss. Another. "You could always resign your commission," he suggested between each one, "spend the rest of this mission here with me. Guilt free."

Phoenix gave a soft laugh at that. "Tempting as that is lover, I think I will have to maintain my posting for the time being." She slid her arms around him and snuggled against him. "That said, I do enjoy spending time with you."

"Then spend more time with me," he urged. He stepped back, so that he could take both of her hands in his. "I like you, Phoenix. I really do. Everything we've done so far has been...pretty damn great." He looked down at her hands and smiled. "But I want to get to know you more. I want to have meals together, and have holodeck adventures together. I want to know more about your life and about where you come from. We had the start of something great, and suddenly you're the captain, and now I'm not sure about how to approach any of this anymore. I'm worried I'm going to push too hard and chase you away."

"right now, here and now, we are just two normal people Ken. I am still the same person before Sharr shoved me into the post i really am not sure I want." Phoenix said softly.

He slid his fingers up her arms, so that he could pull her close again, feel the warmth of her body again. His nose pressed against hers. "So tell me," he said, his voice falling to a lower register as he whispered. "What DO you want?"

"I know that I want to spend time with you, be with you, to continue what we started." She said honestly. "Everyone else will just have deal. I am not changing my mind because of rank."

He smiled, a happy little smile that belied his relief and how utterly content her words had made him. "Penelope Lalor, will you go steady with me?"

"Is that what humans call it?" she asked with a smile, and then she kissed him. "Of course." she said against his lips "You just had to ask."

"You won't regret it," he promised.

Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here! - Chatting over dinner.

A Mission Post by Lieutenant Dyhei Liducca & Lieutenant Sthilg

Mission: Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here!

Location: Officers mess.

Timeline:

The officer's mess was quite and apart from a few of his medical staff and one security officer as the big gorn stepped through the doors. He'd been working hard on some scheduled surgery and was really feeling peckish. Looking at the menu for fresh food he grumbled slightly at the mostly veg based list.

Choosing the Jumbo Vulcan mollusks with some earth salad the lizard made his way to a free table before going to the replicator. The pale blue protein mix he replicated looked to be the most unappealing thing the mess had seen, but neither the less he made his way back to the table.

Still getting used to the extent of her newly acquired responsibilities, Dyhei made it to the mess a little later than planned, strolling in she noted it was quiet but she recognised a couple of faces and the Big Gorn chief medical officer, deciding he would make a good meal partner

Moving over to the replicator, she selected a stew dish and a small cob of mappa bread, the bajorans signature bread, then threaded her way across the room, approaching from the side she made herself known. "Well that certainly looks adventurous food choice, fancy some company?"

" You're not on a weight gaining diet I don't have much of a choice. " The big lizard replied jokingly with a grin as he indicated for her to sit.

Sliding herself into the chair opposite, she smirked and repeated his reply. "Weight gaining diet, you mean those broad shoulders of yours are going to get even broader?" Splitting the code of bread in half and then half again, Dyhei added. "Rather you than me, I never could stomach seafood, no mater the planet."

Thinking of explaining why he needed to regain weight the gorn stopped when he realised such a tale wouldn't go down well on the dinner table. " Alway remember the first ocean I sssaw. Bandu V on the far ssside of Klingon ssspace. Inhabitance are all large intelligent eelsss very hard to do sssurgery on." He pondered as he took a bite of one of the molluscs before pausing. " Forgive me I have a habit of rambling. How are things down in the ssscience department?"

Her smile widened at the mental image of a seven foot plus talking eel, one of those comments that reminded her that there was still plenty of wonder to discover the galaxy, she swirled a gunk of bread round the bowl as she considered her reply. "There steady for the most part, much like your own were not exactly in the thick of the mission, so my guys are following up on a few on going projects which is keeping them happy for the most part. Personally, I'm just trying to get used to the new position, never been chief before, and I'm finding quite a few unexpected aspects of the job."

" Just take the job one ssstep at a time and remember why you wanted to do it in the fist place." The gorn replied taking a drink from his protein mix. You could tell by his face he didn't enjoy it.

"Yeah your enjoying that aren't you?" She commented with a hint of irony and the smirk still gracing her features. "I know why I got in to the sciences, but I didn't plan on being chief, just got handed orders and here I am," she related with a slightly bemused look and a shrug, not wanting to get to bogged down in her own issues she tried to change the subject. "any way enough about me, what are you into when your not patching crew up?"

" Oh, plenty of things. I read poetry, history and ssscientific journalsss. I conduct my own geneticsss resssearch ssstrickly on paper though. I also like growing my own coffee beans." The gorn replied cheerily.

Two thing caught her attention by being equal surprising and unique as interests, which her expressions made clear before she managed to respond. "A poet and grower, quite a combination. Do you grow your Beans in your quarters or have you managed to secure a plot in the ships hydroponincs bay? I ask cos as part of a therapy period one councilor had me work on a small plot, I grew a selection of peppers from earth, andorra, bolaris oh the rigelians have a varient that's quite potent."

" I noticed peppersss last time I was in. My beansss are in the far most corner. Ssstill rather green at the monet, but they ssshould brown in time." The gorn replied cheerily.

"Ah yeah of course they need that sort of soil type," Dyhei bobbed her head, as she pictured the layout of the bay in her mind and picked out the area Sthilg was referring to, " and a certain amount of care and attention, but your right they turn in time, I think that was the lesson, things grow in time things heal in time." She commented a slight far away look taking over her for a moment, in time with an odd rush of emotions, then she offered a though as it popped into her mind along with a wide grin. "Hey, you never know they might ripen at similar times, we should celebrate if they do......just because."

" I guesss I could asssk the captain to organise a harvest festival celebration. Would be good for the crew moral." The doctor responded already think things through in his head.

Now that responce she did not expect, so much so her eyes widened and her body language a picture of uncertainty as she instinctively responded. "Woah, I was kind of kidding, sort of, It's just I've only been hear just over a week and I tend to wait about a month before making plans that take in the entire crew." She paused to breath, "Not that it's a bad idea, I mean crew moral is always a thing that needs........something." Stopping herself again she cracked a smile and let out a little giggle. "Now that rambling."

" No need to apologise. I'll write something up and let the captain know. Ssstill other than gardening what else do you in your free time?" The gorn asked as he finished his last mollusc.

"Well at the moment, I'm getting into 3D chess, managed to find the little group of players on this ship. That's the indoor type stuff, for outdoor activities, ive gotten into rock climbing. But I'm always on the look.out for my next distraction.galaxy of infinite posabilitiys out there, and there's the ever present stargazing passion, but that kind of strays into work but it's what keeps me here."

" Glad you have plenty to do. Not into mossst of them, but I'd be willing to lend a hand if you'd be up for it." The gorn replied as he swallowed most of his salad in one gulp.

"Might just take you up on that build like yours would make for an excellent climbing buddy." Dyhei acknowledge with a smile, making a mental noteachings to book some holodeck time when the current mission was over, then the request she'd been meaning to get to both Durrington her physical and when she sported him in the mess. "Actually got a request, which is kinda work related. My last few postings, I'd elected to help medical when the ship was on Alert or Battle Stations, emergency triage in one of the overflow medical bays, usually a mess or lounge. I'd like to get my certification and training up to date, so I can continue that if you'll have me?"

" Off courssse. I'll sssend you my schedual so you can sssee what time we could ssstart training you up." The gorn replied his happy tone showing he was always willing to help people learn.

"Great, I look forward to it." Dyhei responded positively, "I think this could be the start of a great working relationship."

" Indeed i think i'm.........." The gorn began to reply just as his com badge went off. " Cheif medical emergency we need you here now." Came his badge. " Great could you put my tray away?" The gorn said to his freind as he began to stand up.

"Sure thing." Dyhei responded with a smile as she leant back in her chair as the Gorn left, then turned back to the remnants of her meal.

Meeting the Commander

A Mission Post by 1st Lieutenant Michael Andrews & Commander Phoenix Lalor

Mission: Episode 0: History Speaks

Location: CO's Ready Room

Timeline: MD 3 0800 hours

Michael got out of the turbolift and entered the Elysium bridge. He was to report to Commander Phoenix Lalor as the new MDCO. He looked around and headed to the Ready Room door then pressed the chime button.

Phoenix was looking over paperwork about incoming transfers and her head came up. "Come in" She called out.

Michael heard the voice and the door opened. He stepped and went to attention. "Commander Lalor. 1LT Michael Andrews, reporting in as your new MDCO" he said with a sharp salute.

The name triggered in Phoenix's mind. "Ah yes, I got the confirmation of your transfer yesterday. Welcome to the Elysium" as she spoke she stood and extended her hand to the Lieutenant. "Please have a seat." She said as she did so.

Michael shook her hand and took a seat across from her. "If I may say so, Commander, I'm glad to be aboard. Aside from my marine training, I've had advanced training in security and would be happy to help out, should the need arise " he said in a deep bass.

"I will let lt. Commander Holmes know that." Phoenix smiled. "Now, " she dug through the pile of PADDS on her desk. "Ah here it is." she pulled one out. "Your detachment details. We have an allocation of 120 Marine berths for your team. Of course some of those are for the Starfighters, which for now you are in charge of, as they are marines as well." She held it out.

Michael took the PADD and looked it over. "How many birds and pilots are we housing?" He asked. He'd need to do an inspection before too long.

"32 birds I believe at last count. Raptor Space Superiority Fighter: 8 , Razor Interceptor: 16 , Valkyrie Space Superiority Fighter: 8. I will admit to not knowing much about them but I have been assured that they are all flight ready. The Engineering teams at Sol Sector assured me they were in perfect condition." Phoenix said searching her memory as she spoke. "I believe we have the same amount of Marine Pilots."

"So s total of 88 marines and 32 pilots. Sounds reasonable. I'll do an inspection in the next 24 hours, if that would be alright Commander" he said, handing the PADD back to her.

"it's your department Lieutenant. I expect you to run it as you see fit. If no one is up to scratch then get someone who is." Phoenix said.

Michael nodded and stood. "I'll do an inspection, Commander as soon as I get my baselines finished " he said.

Phoenix nodded. "Very well" She gave a slight smile. "Do you have any questions Lieutenant?"

"I don't believe so, Commander. If something does come up, I'll be at your disposal " he said with a smile and a salute.

"I shall keep that in mind. You should go get settled in Lieutenant" Phoenix replied.

"Aye Commander " he said then turned and headed to the turbolift, heading to Sickbay.

Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here! - Keep Strolling On

A Mission Post by Lieutenant Commander Liselle Qwyyn & Lieutenant Dyhei Liducca

Mission: Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here!

Location: A walk to the bridge

Timeline: MD 3 - Minutes Before Arrival at Risa

IC

Having finished her regular duties for the morning a little earlier than expected, which Dyhei put down to the routine she seemed to be sliding into, and the fact she now had a puzzle to solve, potentially. She'd elected to put the data away late afternoon of yesterday, and then take another look at it after the mundane things like sleep and administrative tasks, the result was, the same anomaly lept out and the same questions came to the fore.

Take a walk she thought, clear your head or stimulate the thinking processes, one of the two. So she strolled though a deck, taking one of the longer, circular corridors, sifting through her thoughts while still trying to be aware enough of her surrounding that the hybrid didn't come off as cold or clumsy.

"Dyhei!" Qwyyn called out.

Her name and that it came from a familer voice caught her attention, looking round she grinned.

The Trill held up a hand in greeting as she quickened her steps to catch up with the Chief Science Officer. "It's good to see you again. I was going to ask how you're settling in on the Elysium, but I can already see your completely lost in thought. The Captain pushing your department a little hard already?" she joked.

"Not exactly, I've been given permission to indulge in side research, which can have the same effect. " Dyhei explained with a shake of her head and a grin, genuinely pleased to share the what she hoped was the beginning of a something with someone she'd class as a friend. "I've gone and gotten myself a little puzzle, at least I think so, you headed anywhere particular?"

Qwyyn jabbed her thumb over her shoulder. "I've got next shift on the bridge in a few minutes," she said. "Walk me there?"

"Sure." Was Dyhei's responce together with wider grin as she turned in the direction indicated. "You seem cheerier, its good, how have the past few days been?"

"Better!" Qwyyn said with a genuine smile. She stopped for a moment and touched the other woman's shoulder. "I truly owe you, Dyhei. You really helped snap me out of it. I know that must have been a little overwhelming for you, to come aboard a new posting like this and bump into someone like me on your first day."

"I could see you hurting, I was in a position to help, it was a bit of no brained." Dyhei replied softly, patting the hand on her shoulder with her own, still a little awkward when praise or gratitude came her way. "It helped me in a way, gave me something a little more familiar to focus one.......let the other more basic and perfunctory duty stuff fall into place, well that's the theory at least."

"You're a girl after my own heart," Qwyyn said with a smile. She released her grip on Dyhei's shoulder and began walking again down the corridor again. "So, can I at least try to repay the favor? What's this mystery you've got on your hands?"

"Yeah please, a fresh perspective tends to help." She agreed, before contemplating the best point to start off from. "Well it has to do with a favorite subject of mine, stellar bodies, more specifically stars." She began with her usual level of enthusiasm on this subject evident by her body language and the occasional expensive gesture. "Actually this steams from my observing the data gathered by the rather timid Ensign that walked in on our first encounter, so it has a nice symmetry in a way. I digress, he was on surveying a Brown Dwarf absorbing the remnants of a supernova and something else." They stopped as they reached the turbolift. Liselle hit the call button. "Something else?"

"Yeah, have you ever heard of Cesium-Bromide compound? It's commonly used as a filtering agent in physics experiments. It's not commonly found in recently exploded stars, in fact it's not a natural compound, so I had a look at the surrounding system, nothing, which leads me to conclude that it's not natural. Which is the root of the puzzle, first question how did it get there?"

Liselle folded her arms beneath her breast. "You're not suggesting this event was man made?"

"I'm trying not too, but it hard to ignore the 'no natural sources', so I keep coming back to that theory." Dyhei admitted, clearly uncomfortable with the direction she was having to take with the find, and although she had trust in Liselle, she felt a need to be sure of that trust. "I want to stress it's a theory, I don't want to get ahead of myself."

The door in front of them opened and she stopped talking as two crew exited, thankfully leaving the lift car empty, Dyhei gestured for Liselle to go first as she continued. "Best theory it was an accident unplanned or careless jetison, worse it was. ........deliberate."

"Bridge," Liselle announced to the ceiling. The turbolift started on its way, painting the two of them in beams of passing light as they crossed floors. "The implications of this are..." she tried to find the appropriate word, "...unfathomable. Have you been able to observe these readings anywhere else in the system, or is this an isolated case?"

"Now you see why I've been pacing the halls for the past hour or so." She offered with a sigh, relieved to have an understanding and confidential ear. "But no, other observations, the other stars a brown dwarf which is ....... or might be significant." She paused and then set off on a train of though as well as pacing the small space of the car." This is a pin hole I need data I need statistics before I can draw conclusions. I should catalogue all Supernovae in the last six months, then any spatial reading of Cesium - Bromide compound and compare." She stopped pacing and looked straight at the Trill, a question forming in her mind. "Do you know of any effects of supernova on starships from a Navigation point of view, or an engine point of view?"

"Sure," Liselle said with a shrug. "The disruption to space-time from an exploding star is devastating. The risk of a black hole or other such space phenomena would be more than enough to force any starships to chart around the event horizon. No question. Until the gravimetric distortions have stabilized, we wouldn't be able to fully trust long range sensors enough to chart a safe flight path. Otherwise, we'd need to do extensive mapping from pretty close up, say a few million kilometers or so." The Flight Control Officer tapped her chin with a finger. "As for the engines, if we even could form a stable warp bubble -- which isn't incredibly likely -- the sheering effect of sustained warp on the underlying subspace would risk permanent damage to the region, making it exponentially volatile. Theoretically, you're risking opening holes in the very fabric of space; something we still don't fully understand. In any case, impulse travel would be the best you could hope for. Again, another reason to chart around."

Her eyes widened as a stunned expression crept over her, as some of the implications of this event were made clear, in the back of her mind Dyhei knew that Supernovae were studied from afar, only now was she grasping why and this was only one effect. "If it's causing those issues for travel, what about surrounding systems, inhabited systems..........right priorities, first confirm if this is isolated or not, second I should flag that system as dangerous and then.........I never done this before so anything obvious I've missed?"

"Hmmmmm..." Liselle pursed her lips. "I don't know if this is relevant, but there would also be severe electromagnetic interference. Basically anything with a power source would be at risk of being rendered inoperable, any computer at risk of being wiped."

The turbolift slowed and then slid into a full stop. The doors hissed open, revealing the main bridge.

"Everything is relevant at this point, effects can help point to a why and ultimately a who." Dyhei responded with a smile flickering around her now worried expression. "Clearly someone wants to make a statement." She glanced round into the bridge. "I guess this is your stop, thanks for listening to a crazy scienciey person with wild theories, especially given you've probably got other things on your mind."

Liselle smiled, an expression both warm and all too self aware. "I am the last person in the world you will ever have to apologize to for crazy behavior," she said. She stepped out onto the bridge and then stopped, turning back to the Chief Science Officer. "You might be chasing a dead end. This could all be nothing. Then again, you may very well be on the verge of something incredibly important. If I can be of any help, even if it's just as someone to bounce ideas off of, don't hesitate. I promise to never think you're being crazy."

"That's more comforting than you might think. I'll keep you in the loop, actually so far you are the loop, and your a real pal." Came her cheery responce, glad to be able to air her theory to someone with such a listening and open minded outlook, "If I may, I suspect you might end up on away mission given you were part of the original crew, I'd say trust your instincts while your down there, and stay safe."

"Thanks, Dyhei," she said. She swallowed, feeing a wave of conflicting emotions suddenly sweep over her. "The man responsibile for Admiral Sharr's fate is down there. If I'm given the chance to run into that person...well, let's just say: no promises."

Heartstrings and Heartbeats

A Mission Post by Lieutenant JG Jessinia Kopl-Johnson & 1st Lieutenant Michael Andrews

Mission: Episode 0: History Speaks

Location: Sickbay

Timeline: O900 hours

Michael had his hear stowed and went to Sickbay. He'd need to do his baselines. Walking in, he saw something he never expected to see again. SHE was there! Not 10 feet from him. 7 years since that fateful night. He stepped up behind her.

"Excuse me, ma'am. Can you tell me where I might the CMO?" He asked.

She'd felt a male come into Sick bay.. She was facing her children. having just finished her families check in.. She remembered him.. He'd been a Great prospect,, A lifetime ago... It was the strangest thing... She turned slowly.. Looking up from his Barrel chest to his firm face.. He'd aged... Remarkably.. Not much older than her... She breathed.. "Hello Micheal..." she said slowly...

All those feelings started to bubble to surface. All the 'could haves' started racing through his brain. But that was then. This was now. She was still stunning. He felt himself wanting to step forward and take her in his arms. But there remained the question. {Why?}

"It's been a long time, Jess..... too long" he said, scanning her body like a hunter scans for game or a predator scans for prey.

GODS!!!! Now??!! Her hormones..{Whoremoans really} were on fire!! She couldn't help the smile.. "Care to meet my little ones??" She HAD to slow herself down.. At least a little...

{She's a mother?} he thought. He always invisioned her with HIS kids. Not some other guy's. "Of course. Every lioness loves to show off their cubs. Even to a rogue leo" he smiled. He knelt down and looked with open admiration at the children.{You're lucky to have that lioness as your mother} he thought, smiling gently at them.

His response to her children was all she needed, she fell for him HARD.. And Immediately.. "Mavric say hello.." She toned firmly.. She would teach them right no matter who thought what about their mother.. Mavric looked at the huge man,, in awe.. "Your HUGE!!" He said instead.. Marnie was more forward than expected.. moving to the edge of the bed she reached out slowly to poke Micheals large bald head.. Jessinia's had,,, Other Ideas for that beautiful scalp...

Michael smiled and chuckled. "That's quite observant of you, young man. You show great promise" he said then turned to Marine and laughed. He hugged both of them softly then stood and turned to face Jessinia. "The proud lioness should be proud of her cubs" he said gently to her, taking her hand in his. His heartstrings were already attaching to her and his heartbeats were getting faster. She was the one

she felt her Ire rise as a female nurse approaches The female didn't see her past Micheal Glorious bulk.. "Grrrrr.." She hissed under her breathe.. Well than she'd selected her next sexual conquest After all??!! She reigned herself in Killed a nurse would be Bad for business.. She pulled her hand away just as the nurse came around him.. "Oh hello Lt. I need to escort this marine to the exercise scanner chamber.. he needs a full battery of tests..."

Jessinia nodded coolly.. but he was her new wonder,, She'd Never stop pursueing him...

Michael growled at the interruption but kept himself in check. "Lt, it was nice to meet you. Perhaps we can get together later for a drink?" He asked. {Goddamnit! I want you, Jessinia!} He screamed in his mind, knowing she'd pick up the thought.

As he was escorted away she marveled in his hugeness.. Hmmm.. Just perfect.. Indeed.. {You shall have me fantastic warrior, every millimeter.. I will worship you at night and you will possess me always...} "Imzadi.." She said under her breath.. It cast only to his ears...

To sickbay w/children!???

A Mission Post by Lieutenant JG Jessinia Kopl-Johnson & Lieutenant Sthilg

Mission: Episode 0: History Speaks

Location: sickbay

Timeline: MD4 Mid-Morning...

Mom squad.. Her newest fashion line idea. Comfort, flexibility and looks.. She was being escorted with her little ones toward sickbay.. Might as well get that part over with.. In form fitting jeans, boots, snug tank top and loose jean jacket.. She was all of the Milf she could be. Marnie on her left hip, hiding from to much newness.. She was a treasure, she had a new form of Autism... So far with No cure,, This made her Mute and easily scared.. Mavric on the other hand was foolishly unafraid, all limbs and no common sense..

If not for some common day mom telepathy, which was all she could use without permission, he might have broken himself by now.. As it was he constantly tried to out manuever his mother, with not a stitch of hope in doing so.. He nearly tripped over an angle iron trying to get around the enlisted escorting them. With a snap of her fingers he stopped cold flopping on his knees with a giggle, He hooped on his feet falling in step with his mom.

They were escorted to sickbay new bright, impressive.. A nurse brought them in to the CMO..

" No to risky using Kanutisssol. Direct sssurgery on the infected area would be most effective." The gron medical officer said to the andorian doctor as they disgust one of the regular medical events that the ship had to undertake. His white eyes catching the small group entering and he politely excused himself allowing the doctor to continue her work. Noting the small children he did his best not to look scary he approached the small group. " Jessinia Kopl-Johnson, Mavric and Marnie isn't he? " He asked politely trying his best toothy smile.

The children froze for a heartbeat than hid, against or behind Mom.. She'd seen, hell, killed at least one Gorn with a combined telepathic and physical attack.. She wasn't strong in the least but when you could find his weak spot with his Own mind, killing was easy.. "Hello Doctor. She tugged Mavric around her hip. "This is Mavric," she jiggle Marnie, her heavy breasts moving as well.. Marnie stayed hidden.. "This is Marnie.."

"We just got here, figured we needed to get this stuff out of the way..

" Hello there little onesss I'm the doctor ssso I just need you and your mom to get a quick ssscan. " The big lizard said leaning down on one knee so he was closer to their height. He kept a respectable difference having dealt with this plenty of times before.

Marnie tightened her grip, as expected, Mavric though, seeing that Mom was ok was emboldened.. He moved right up to the doctor and poked his boney left cheek.. He was fascinated.. It was endearing... Being vastly undersexed for a women like her. this created a confusion that Jessinia had felt very few tiimes... "Be polite young man.." she said smoothly..

The gron smiled as he ruffled the young child's hair. " Well young man are you going to be brave and get your ssscan done first?" He said politly and friendly. Thankfully a nod from the young boy was the answer he wanted. " Right this way then. " The gorn said as he searched his pockets for a padd. " Have there been any accidents or injuries since your family's last medical checkup?" He asked politely.

They moved to the closest biobed and Mavric half fell while trying to climb to fast.. Jessinia snatched him by his collar long enough for him to right himself. Child still on her hip.. Her moves were very direct, Mom mode fully engaged.. "Accidents yes,," She said with a sigh, "With injury, It doesn't seem so.." Mavric turned around poked his sister than looked back at the Gorn. "Your a lot stiffer than my sister.."

"MAVRIC HEATH!!" Jessinia snapped.. He closed his mouth eyes going wide... The familiar sounds brought back memories from the lizard's minds. He pushed them away when he knew what they would lead to. Terrible terrifying memories. Carefully he placed the padd back into his pocket before turning. " Treat your sister well Mavric. Nothing more import than family. " He said as he picked the boy up and placed him on the biobed. " Any conditions or allergies I need to know about?" he asked Jessia as he stared up the scan.

"None for them as yet.." But you'll see in Marnie's scans and history, she's on the Autism spectrum,, Mute.." Jessinia sad with sad determination.. "AS for me, Cinnimon of All things..." Marnie peeked out since her brother seemed to be enjoying himself...

" You'll be sssurprised what I've found people were allergic to. " The gorn replied as the boys scan finished. " Well young man looksss like your in very good health. " The doctor said as he produced a packet of sweets from his pocket. " For you." He said as he handed it to the boy before turning to his sister. " Now little lasssss are you feeling up for your ssscan? "

"Come on Marnie,, I'll stand right there.." Mavric said He pointed at his feet.. "He's a NICE Dragon..." "Not being able to talk makes her Sad,, and Scared.." He explained boldly.. Jessinia almost broke.. Her little man was being So like his father.. Marinie pushed from Jessinia's shoulder flopping down on the biobed next to her brother.. She gripped him tightly and barely looked at the "Dragon"

" Now little lasss let'sss sssee how you are." The gron said as he messed with the scanner so it would ignore her brother. " I'm sssure Marinie will perfectly healthy asss her brother. I think i have another packet of sssweetsss for her. " The gorn said as he saw the data coming in.

She squirmed as if it was uncomfortable,, whining in fright.. The doctor say something in the reaction and from the scan.. He quickly adjusted it "Down" Jessinia's defensiveness rose but she held herself.. This may be this way for who knows how long.. Being half of two distict species wasn't easy...

The doctor felt sorry for the little girl as the scan came through. He said nothing though he'd note to have a word with her mother later. As the scan finished he walked to the side and opened his hand revealing another bag of sweets. " For you little one." he said camily with a warm smile on his face.

"Thank you Doctor.." Jessinia said as Marnie snatched the package and huddled next to her brother... She looked at her kids and sat at the bed behind her...

" Okay letsss get this underway." The gorn said as he walked over and prepped a fresh scan. " Ssso do you think the intelligence department of the ssship is preapred for duty?" He asked politly as it started.

"I can't really say.. I've met next to no one as yet.. A ship out here on the edges might be well suited or have next to nothing..." "It's all an adventure..." Jessinia said enthusiastically...

" Well if there like my own ssstaff they ssshould be more than capable for the job. I hope you'll keep me informed of any developmentsss i'll need do." The gorn replied politely.

She'd almost forgot.. "Doctor should I get a birth control booster? I'm not quiet ready for my phase at the moment?? I don't think??"

" I sssee no harm in getting a boossster ssshoot. Would you like the six month or one-year ssshoot?" The gorn asked as he walked over to the medical replicator.

She immiedately back off.. That was too long.. "In think I may need something temporary compared to that.. I'm still not sure.. Sorry Doctor.." She sighed.. Gods help her...

" Forgive me for not asking.Old habit from my times with KDF. " The gorn replied returning with several shots and a bottle of pills. " How long would you like the ssshoot to lassst?"

She immediately took the bottle of pills.. This will work,, Sorry.." She gave him an apologetic sigh, Again.. "Things are complicated..."

" I many not be the most capable, but if you need sssomeone to talk to I'm alwaysss ready to lisssten. " The old gorn said putting on his calm yet reassuring voice.

"I'm always a little crazy, i'm a warrior born Betaziod. Not much crazier than that.. Your great thank you.." She moved to her feet.. "Got to get to other people soon.."

" Take care all of you. Look after your mother little onesss." The gorn said as he returned the un needed shots.

The family never actually made it out of sickbay....

CMDR Phoenix Lalor's Personal Log - Making a deal with one's self

The following is a personal log from CMDR Phoenix Lalor.

"Computer begin recording"

[Confirmed]

"I have come to the conclusion that Sharr hated me so much he shoved me into this. That... man has left me with a hell of a job. One I hope to do well, but there are days when I doubt it highly. My sister is not speaking with me currently, as our promised Vacation on Earth has not eventuated and her friends have all left the ship. She will have to make herself new friends. Something she has told me will take time, it took her almost a year to make friends the first time around. The man I considered a lover was rumored to be having an affair with his best friend, but I know this is not true. So I have to mend bridges with him. He is the one I want to be with, and I never thought I would find someone I would want to be with to the exclusion of others. Since my time in the federation I have not had a permanent lover. just ones that comes and goes. But our time in the Andromeda Galaxy changed that for me. But I do have concerns that my relationship, one I have every intention of continuing, may be an issue, after all Ken Waters is enlisted. But I am choosing to believe that it is no one's business but ours. The crew are more of a concern. While I know Liselle well, we have new people in all posts, that includes our chief engineer, who came back with us. It is my hope that even with the newcomers, we will maintain what I have always liked about the Elysium. A family. One can hope. I will be promoting Lt. Commander Holmes to Second Officer once she is back from her away mission and though we got off to a rocky start I feel she will be a good fit to the post, and assist Commander Taylor in corralling the crew and that will take some of my concerns away.

To keep my sanity, I have made a deal with myself, that I will take each day at a time and try to take time out for myself. Sharr was an admiral and one who had a staff to assist him. I will hopefully be able to get a yeoman one day but for now, I will be making time daily for myself, with my sister, my friends and with Ken to make sure I have that sanity time.

Computer end log"

[Log Closed Confirmed]

Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here! - "Welcome Aboard"

A Mission Post by Commander Phoenix Lalor & Lieutenant Jaeih t’Noramei-McKinley

Mission: Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here!

Location: Captain's ready room

Timeline: MD 3 17h00

Phoenix made it to her ready room, just. She had been rushing around the ship all day since their arrival on Risa and she had made sure she got to all the things she needed to do. She still had things to do, but they would be after she did this one last thing. She had just sat down in her chair when the chime went and she called out "Come"

The door opened to admit a young officer, well she was older than the CO, but then who wasn't these days, Phoenix thought. "Ah Lieutenant t'Noramei-McKinley." she greeted the half Romulan woman.

Jaeih gave a brief smile. They had met briefly when at the Academy, the Erisian woman before her, had graduated a year ahead of her. "Commander Lalor. It has been a while."

Phoenix held out her hand. She had no prejudices against Romulans or any other race for that matter.

Jaeih shook the hand remembering the younger woman from her years at the academy. "You have done well"

Phoenix gave a laugh. "So some would say. Please have a seat" She waved the other to a chair before the desk.

Sitting the human/romulan hybrid crossed her ankles and placed her hands in her lap.

"So, welcome to the Elysium Jaeih. I hope your flight here was pleasant?" Phoenix questioned as she retook her seat.

Nodding the Operations officer replied "Yes. Quiet and non-eventual as i like it."

"Good. Now Operations has been, looked after by my former assistant chief. He has been transferred and left about three hours ago. I got him a very nice posting for his hard work. You will find the department runs like a well oiled machine. And they will be willing to do what needs to be done without issue." Phoenix had, had strict rules with her old Department.

"I expect nothing less Commander." Jaieh replied. She paused. "Is something going on Commander? I was questioned quite firmly by Security and my bio-metrics were run through the system a number of times."

Phoenix had to smile faintly at that. "The ship is undergoing inspection for illicit materials and items. We have a Ferengi ship angle towards us, and I am wondering why. We might have a smuggling operation on the ship and I want it dealt with." A lie but Phoenix had no other recourse.

"Ah that explains it" Jaeih was doubtful but she chose not to chase it. "So I will go settle in and get to work then."

"Your first shift is tomorrow morning Jaeih. Take the evening to settle in and get to know this... monstrosity of a ship." Phoenix suggested.

Jaeih nodded. "ok I will."

Phoenix smiled. "Jaeih... I want your word. Any issues at all, with crew because of your history, you come to me ok?"

Jaeih tilted her head and nodded. "Ok."

"Good, because I will not stand for racism of any sort on this vessel. What happened in the past is done with."

"You've been speaking with my brother."

"With your former CO actually. He mentioned the issues."

"Ah."

"Remember what I said. Commander Taylor as well can be trusted if you have issues." Phoenix added.

"I will, thank you Commander Lalor." Jaeih stood.

"Welcome to the USS Elysium Lieutenant. You will find it very much worth your while"

Jaeih smiled and with a salute left the office.

Phoenix watched her go and went back to her paperwork before she had to go an apologize to a gentleman.

LT Jonathan Graystroke's Personal Log - Something Srange.........

The following is a personal log from LT Jonathan Graystroke.

"Begin Personal Log." Came the crisp businesslike tone of Jonathan Graystroke.

"Recording." The computer replied instantly.

"The Elysium is in orbit around Risa. Though no shore leave as been announced which is odd in and of itself. There have also been an obvious showing of security around the ship and it's clear their looking for something. Rumors have it has to do with the Frenegi cruiser we encountered when we arrived. I know the XO, the Chief Security,Chief Flight Control and Chief Engineer are all planet side but for what purpose I can't say. All most odd." He sighed and continued, "I suppose I should meet with Commander Lalor or should I say Captain Lalor as she was appointed Captain when the Elysium returned home from the Andromeda Galaxy. I've been trying to stay off her radar, not because of any wrong doing on my part but she has a ship to run and more important things to do than meet with a diplomatic officer. Still in regards to being a professional, I will meet with her. My luck will be she doesn't even know I'm on board."

"End recording."

LT Matias Grronkil's Personal Log – Memories

The following is a personal log from LT Matias Grronkil.

Matias Grronkil personal log

We are on Risa pretending to be romantic couples, and it feels too real for me. And it brings back painful memories about Barzon, the mate I lost back on Grral. I hope I don't break down thinking of her. I haven't been close to anybody since I lost her, and I didn't know how this makes me feel. I hope I don't break down as we go to find the Commodore. I need to keep my mind on my mission and not the extra-curricular activities on Risa. It awakened me to the fact I have been unbearably lonely since I lost her and left my home. I have kept it hidden since I left, focusing on the tasks at hand.

End of log.

A little "Self-introspection"

A Mission Post by Lieutenant JG Shiannah Shannas

Mission: Episode 0: History Speaks

Location: Cardassia Prime

Timeline: Censored/Restricted

Backpost: Shennia Shennas

Location: Cardassia Prime (exact location restricted by Starfleet Intelligence)

The man screamed, the sound dying against the thick padded walls and the ECM sound suppression system in place. The sound itself, to her ears, was feral and seemed to be more bestial than something uttered from the throat of a sentient being. She had once heard that, on the Planet of Jollun III, the inhabitants were in the custom of creating music from the recorded cries of the dead and dying in battle mixed with that of child-birth. Great symphonies immortalising those unfortunates, of agony and ecstasy perhaps. She wondered if she herself could create some magnum opus from all the collected suffering she had heard over the years… It certainly wouldn’t be because of a lack of source material, she thought.

Shennia Shennas, though that was not the name she used today, turned to the Romulan prisoner strapped to the plain metal chair in the cetre of the well-lit Chamber of Inqusition. His bare chest and shoulders were now a strange copper hue from the copious amount of blood present (“similar to their kin, the Vulcan’s”, the Cardassian Inquisitor-come-Doctor had enthused as ever eager to impress). To one side the tall, imposing figure of Gul Duqar of the Obsidian Order watched with an apparent lack of interest until he turned to Shennia.

“You would think that the subject of torture, to a captured Romulan at least, would be expected rather than such a surprise” Duqar mused as he nodded to the unfortunate prisoner. “I thought they would expect such a duty… such a thing to be endured? Our friends in the Federation, on the other hand, would be shcoked to say the least and, no doubt repulsed. Humans do not realise the reverence given to a prisoner… Torture inspires, at least, a certain level of self-introspection”

“To the torturer or the tortured?” Shennia asked in her faultless Cardassian with a cynical raised eye-ridge.

“Why, indeed, to both!” Duqar exclaimed with surprise. “My dear Falin, I would have thought yourself to be more accustomed with the Order’s methods”

Shennia turned to the mirrored observation window, looking at the reflection of a Cardassian female, her neck broadened and her face half-hidden by the raised ridges of that race though her logn, dakr haired remained the same. The look in her eyes beneath the cavernous was one of contempt… Yet she was looking at herself?

“Shall we continue?” Duqar asked rather formally, as if waiting for the entrée’s at a Diplomatic meeting.

“Of course” Shennia/Falin replied.

“Who knows to what level of self-introspection we may yet descend?”…

[End]

Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here! - Interesting Conversations In Medical

A Mission Post by Commander Phoenix Lalor & Lieutenant Sthilg & Lieutenant JG Jessinia Kopl-Johnson & 1st Lieutenant Michael Andrews & Lieutenant Alfonse Stiegalle

Mission: Episode 2: Hell is empty, all the devils are here!

Location: Main Medical

Timeline: MD3 After the Away team has beamed down

While in sickbay Jessinia was doing a passive scan of the area within range of her children, Sickbay itself, as was accepted under the law,, well within the rules and targeting no one in particular.. The usual, a lovers spat, people wanting to get to a beach off shift.. Very calm in truth. Not bad.. There was however an under tone,, like a spectre, elusive.. This keyed her interest,, in her experience,,, Something Wasn't right,, somewhere... Being New to the ship she had no gossip or trusted sources as yet to work a theory from... She kept her focus till speaking with the Captain...

Alfonse wandered slowly down towards sickbay, he'd heard the new Intelligence Officer was down there and he wanted a word with her. His little security problem was really bugging him and he knew he couldn't talk to Holmes, so perhaps this new Officer might be the one to bash heads with and thrash out a solution. At least that's what he hoped for, arriving at sickbay he hesitated before entering. "Lieutenant Kopl-Johnson, I'm Lieutenant Alfonse Stiegalle assistant Chief of Security. Could I have a word in private, please?"

Jessinia had felt the new presence enter sickbay. Male business like with a knot of concern.. She had been speaking with a caretaker whom was to help her little ones get settled so she could report in..

Looking around,, she had to Cover.. He was a tall drink of Maleness. And she was parched.... "Hello Lt. I'm not sure how I may help. I've only just arrived..."

Somewhat taken aback, Alfonse stopped and looked around for another person. "This is duty business Lieutenant, not pleasure. And before you go down that route, we don't even know one another. Are you always this full on with complete strangers?"

"Apologies Lt., Side effects of the Phase.. Jessinia claimed.. "I've not checked in with the Captain, Nor have I logged onto the ships computer. I'll help If I can.." Reigning in her libido was a chore on the best of days, Now? Gods help her...

He smiled gently, "No problem Lieutenant, I'm just not used to females flying at me doing warp speed. I thought you were logged on, perhaps I'd better wait until the Captain clears you. Sorry to have disturbed you, I'll leave you to carry on with what you were doing". He turned to leave, oO Back to square one Oo He thought.

Phoenix entered right as the assistant chief of Sec/Tac went to exit. She had been trying to track down new crew members and Avalon had told her where to find the new chief of Intel. "Oh Lieutenant" she said to Stiegalle. "Have you seen the new chief of intelligence, I need to speak with you both."

Alfonse stopped, "Oh right Captain, sorry I haven't reported to you. Commander Holmes did a quick heads up, but then got called away on a mission to the Planet. I kindda got involved with other business, thought I'd come here and bash heads with the Intel Officer. But I guess she's not up to speed yet, so I was going to go sit in my cabin and just think". He knew it sounded lame, but it was the truth. He now waited to see the Captains response, with luck he wouldn't end up in the brig.

Jessinia turned. This was deffinently her speed. Crash and smash... "Hello Captain.. Lt. Jessinia Kopl-Johnson,, Your new spook..." "I can feel theres a problem.. I'm here I can help..."

Phoenix raised an eyebrow. "Lieutenants, if you are both cleared by Medical, I have an assignment for you both."

"I should be ready any moment..