USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office [archive]
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				Title: <strong>USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office [archive]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barnbean</strong> on <strong>21-09-2011, 16:47:34</strong>
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				An office was something new to Makari. As the head of OPs he spent his time at his station on the bridge, or in his quarters, or a number of other various computer terminals around the ship. That was the whole basis of operations. They didn't settle down in an office and take scheduled appointments like a doctor, they didn't file papers and do busy work like some other department heads. And now he was one of those department heads. Now he could no longer claim they did busy work, because it was HIS work. And it WAS busy, but not just to fill the time. It was just plain busy. <br><br>So he sat at his desk, new appreciation for a job he had never thought much about before. He was in charge of sciences now, and that added a new level to his status as second officer, his duties, his responsibilities. Time to take things more seriously!<br><br>Or... well at least time to have a meeting with his away team. He could handle THAT much for now at any rate. "Computer, call ACMO, Lieutenant Tosh, and engineer Liara, it's time to meet in the Science office..." See? That was easy. Now he just had to figure out how they would go about things and hope no one got shot, locked in a cell, or any other horrid thing that could happen on a mission to a prison colony... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 17:49:38</strong>
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				Nella had used the time since the meeting to get herself acquainted with those in sickbay that she would be working with.&nbsp; She had been told on her arrival that the CMO had been called to a secret research meeting and that they weren't sure if he would be coming back.&nbsp; So for now, Nella found herself faced with some questions from the staff.&nbsp; She reassured them and set them about tasks, preparing sickbay in case this mission needed medical back up in an instant.<br><br>The call from the Chief Science officer wasn't a surprise, she had been watching the time herself and knew it was soon approaching to head to the meeting.&nbsp; She was quite looking forward to be on the away team, but she was also nervous, she had no idea what to expect. It wasn't every day you were being sent to investigate a prison.&nbsp; That sent a shiver along her spine.<br><br>Leaving sickbay she made her way to the Commander's office, knocking on her arrival.&nbsp; She stepped in on the command and smiled, <br>"Commander, its a pleasure to be working with you." She said in her musical lilting voice.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>22-09-2011, 21:12:55</strong>
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				Lieutenant Tosh had spent the short reprieve checking duty rosters, and coordinating training for some of the greener members of his security teams.&nbsp; In the midst, he thought to himself how a good run in the holodeck would be good exercise before being sent on an away team.&nbsp; It would have to wait until after his meeting with Commander Osiel, however.&nbsp; <br><br>Then there was Brady.&nbsp; Aside from the initial intrigue of the young ensign being included on such a mission, he thought about him and the previous events.&nbsp; After their rather romantic night down on Arkaria, they had left the following morning.&nbsp; Nothing more occurred between them other than some intimate contact and a few more kisses.&nbsp; Tosh longed for more.&nbsp; It was a slow process though, and one he didn't wish to rush, especially with the captain looking over both their shoulders.<br><br>He stepped through the doors of the CSO's office thirty minutes after leaving the observation lounge, nodding to the two members already present.&nbsp; "I believe we are just short one now?"&nbsp; He asked, moving to take a seat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barnbean</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 22:37:51</strong>
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				There was some kind of secret joy in the ability to summon people to you like moths to a flame. Or sailors drawn to the syrens call. Though he was hardly thinking of seducing any of the crew, or burning them. Maybe he should leave the analogies to someone in the psychological department. They could analyze it and debate it and decide the proper term. Or someone from the linguistics department. They always had ideas about languages.&nbsp; He could decide who came up with the wittiest puns later, for now he had a meeting with all his summoned <del>minions</del>... away team members. <br><br>"It's great to have you both on my team, I look forward to working with you and seeing just what skills you bring to the table," Makari started and then paused as he looked at the door in expectation of one more person to arrive. He paused only briefly though before looking at the two crew members who had shown up. "We will fill them in later, no need to sit here and stare at my walls while we wait, so any thoughts on the mission? And which... skills... do you both bring along that will help us in a prison?" he asked as he leaned back in his chair and indicated for the pair of them to take seats as well. Informal meeting. Sit, drink, be merry. There were no drinks though. And merry might be the wrong way to start a mission. So sit...
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kaz</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 12:07:33</strong>
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				Nerves always seemed to get the best of the Doctor.&nbsp; She sat listening to the Chief Science Officer, smiling in welcome to the Security Officer.&nbsp; She wasnt exactly sure what she had to bring to this litle group, apart from...well..being a Doctor.<br><br>"Well, I..erm..I don't know what I bring, except a medkit and a warm smile" she said with a slight chuckle.&nbsp; "This will be my first real away mission, so in all honesty I have no idea what to expect." She told them, being brutally honest.<br><br>"Do we know the current state of the prison?&nbsp; Is is still being used? What do we have on the place?" she asked, anxious to find out if they would have to deal with prisoners or just the ghosts of those who had once suffered there...
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barnbean</strong> on <strong>27-09-2011, 23:28:34</strong>
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				Makari continued to smile as the gathered crew members... officers... settled in for the short meeting he had planned. Or long meeting. He honestly wasn't at all sure. It would depend on what everyone had to say, and what they needed to go over. If it was all yes and no and thank you, then they would be gone soon. If&nbsp; they dug into the nuts and bolts of prison colony information... was there nuts and bolts of prison colony information? Obviously, otherwise why have a meeting about it?<br><br>"Medical input will always be welcome on an away mission, and you can never go wrong with a medkit... unless it's empty..." Makari gave a slight grin at that. "So there you go, first away mission and you already know not to bring an empty kit, you will do fine!" Makari said enthusiastically, wanting the doctor to be comfortable with the task at hand and not worrying about failing. There was no failure, they just tried their best and made new plans when the first plan <del>failed</del>.... didn't work. See? No failure. <br><br>"The prison is now..." Makari looked at the computer console on his desk and scrolled through some data before he continued speaking. "... called a citizen reintergration center... they strive at taking criminals and getting them back into society," He explained as he looked up from the data he had been perusing. "Of course HOW they do that is unknown, so we will try and find out from medical and security perspectives, as anything which goes against Federation charter would be a nail in their applications coffin." Makari paused again so they could take in that information. "There is a maximum security wing, minimal population and we have no data on who is in it, my guess is that if they have any of the former soldiers still locked up, it will be there... sadly that is about all I know, the information beyond that which we have is all from reports the Enterprise filed and not up to date with this new 'reintegration' system."
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>01-10-2011, 16:19:37</strong>
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				He thought that was a rather odd question to ask as the second officer had surely already taken a look at his personal file.&nbsp; Nevertheless, he listened to the CMO give her input before he turned his eyes to the man sitting across the desk.&nbsp; He chose to disregard the question about his abilities and what he brought, feeling it more prudent to discuss the mission at hand.<br><br>"It's likely that if they are lying about their reintegration of the soldiers, they would likely have moved them to a different location, one that they are keeping secret.&nbsp; They've had several years to prepare such a task, so I would not take everything we find at face value.&nbsp; If we find the prison is empty or has been converted to a reintegration facility, we should make sure to search it thoroughly for clues," he said, giving his feelings on the matter and his advice on how best to handle the upcoming mission.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS MCNair - Chief Science Officer's Office</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barnbean</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 21:42:41</strong>
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				It seemed to Makari as if time had stood still after he spoke and then the Security Officer responded. Time was relative. Time was jello. Time was flowing in dribs and drabs. Damn it. They were in another time flux. They would all start to age in reverse. Or become their prehistoric ancestral selves. Maybe the first. The second seemed to be an Enterprise only epidemic. They got all the coolest plagues. Makari would have been jealous. Would have been. If he hadn't been smart enough to know that the McNair saw more than its fair share of troubles and strange events. <br><br>Makari pulled himself from his thoughts, unsure if hours had passed or just moments. He wouldn't comment on the fact either way. It would just make him look foolish, and he had a feeling that he looked foolish enough in the eyes of some of the crew as it was. No need to start voicing his internal monologues or announcing his fascination with saying such passe phrases as pon farr, for all!<br><br>"Run a scan once we arrive, see if you pick up any traces of a secondary installation anywhere, if one is found, we will request a chance to investigate it as well, there is no way they could deny us that, if they truly want to join us." Makari replied with a nod. He didn't trust these people, they had to prove themselves, and so far all they had proven was that they had a sordid history, and unlike the Humans, they had been more keen to hide that history than to move past it and advance their people as a whole, creating something good. "We will scan everything we can, leave no stone unturned, no document unread, no witness unquestioned... all the stuff that puts the away in an away mission." 
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