Sergent Antonio De Rica<div class="floatright">(http://i420.photobucket.com/albums/pp289/guardianangel98/fighter_by_des_henkers_braut-d3299le.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mess hall<br/><br/>Antonio looked over at the replicators and gave a soft sigh. It was almost tragic that such an advanced piece of equipment was still so far from perfection. For a moment he actually felt sorry for whoever created the piece of equipment and wondered if it was still in its prototype phase with more upgrades coming. Somehow he doubted it though. "You could always order a Trill recipe. Although the problem is still going to be there. Replicators are still machines and while they can always give us sustenance cooking is more of an art. They lack something in their programming or parts to give food the soul that only a real Chef can make. This is why you can enter an elaborate molecular formula of a dish your grandmother made and have it come out seeming ordinary. When I served on the Kitsune our chief engineer fiddled with a replicator for years. Always trying to get it to make the perfect blend of coffee and she failed every time. Try as people might our technology still isn't advanced enough to equal a skilled humanoid hand in the kitchen. Unfortunately machines aren't my forte so I don't know what could be done to improve them."<br/><br/>He looked back across the table, trying to smile but again finding it hard not stare at her as he studied her. "If you like while were here you can call me Antonio but keep to Sergent De Rica when were on duty. I will try to change my habits though, the chief medical officer aboard the Kitsune preferred Chief to doctor and as the saying goes old habits die hard."<br/><br/>He placed the data pad down on the table and pushed it over to her. Showing the same reports and scans of an alien organism found by an Andorian survey team on the rim of federation space. "Take a look if you like. Doctor Matius Corvos sent this to me. He's an Andorian scientist who specializes in pharmacology so he was a little out of his league when the some members of the team who had contact with that organism suffered extended episodes of paralysis. Nothing life threatening but certainly unnerving. I need to read more but I think the problem is an allergic reaction to the excretions the organism releases. They have a similar chemical make up to some toxins which also paralyze Andorian physiology. If thats the case they just need to wear hazmat suits or other protective clothing when handling them since the delivery process is absorbed through the skin."