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				Title: <strong>USS McNair - Planetside - Angosia Government [archive]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 22:10:00</strong>
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				This thread is to be used for any planet away team. The subject will change based on the current planet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 21:16:37</strong>
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				=^=Begin Transmission: This is the Comm to Commander McGalleon and the away team...The McNair's shields are still not functioning properly which is allowing <span style="font-family: Verdana;" class="bbc_font"> some chroniton emissions to penetrate the hull. The Captain orders that the away team should accelerate their data collection and return to the ship.&nbsp; The Comm out.&nbsp; End transmission.</span> =^=<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 12:34:06</strong>
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				Appearing down on the planet, the five members of the Away Team took an initial sweep of the area.&nbsp; No signs of danger, at least none overt and for the moment.&nbsp; "Alright, people, start your scans and your sweeps.&nbsp; And let's hurry - the Romulans may be afoot, and I have no desire to engage in combat on our very first mission."&nbsp; Samuel handed out marching orders.&nbsp; "Lt. Tosh, go with Lt. Lugus and keep him covered."&nbsp; The First Officer then turned to the other two members.&nbsp; "Lt. th-Zarth, Reginald...you're with me."&nbsp; He hefted his compression rifle.&nbsp; "Let's go."
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 15:46:03</strong>
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				Tosh materialized on the planet's surface, and his stomach gave a turn.&nbsp; He always hated traveling via transporter.&nbsp; For some reason, it made him nauseous.&nbsp; The feeling soon passed, however, so he straightened up and held his rifle at the ready.&nbsp; Looking over at MacReady, he gave a nod and stepped beside Lugus.&nbsp; "Shall we?"&nbsp; He said deeply, giving the Vulcan a polite look.<br><br>None of them knew the effect that planet was having upon them though.&nbsp; Tosh, while 36 years of age, did not feel as old as he was.&nbsp; Perhaps it was his genetic engineering or maybe he was just younger at heart.&nbsp; This was going to change though.&nbsp; The chronitons were already affecting him, and though their effects were not visible yet, they would all soon be aware of just how they would be changed by them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 18:20:08</strong>
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				<strong>~Chief Science Officer on the planet with the away team.~</strong><br><br>Lt. Lugus returned the security chiefs polite nod, "Indeed, lets get started."&nbsp; The science officer placed the rifle over his shoulders and took out his tri-corder to being taking readings.&nbsp; The planet itself was beautiful with all the vegetation but oddly it seemed to be devoid of animal life forms.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Unless there is something wrong with my readings our team members are the only life forms other than plants on this planet."&nbsp; Lugus stated in the typical matter of fact manner as all Vulcan's tended to speak.<br><br>Lugus was in the process of scanning one of the trees when there was a loud sizzling sound followed by his arm band beginning to smoke.&nbsp; With a shout Lugus dropped the tri-corder and managed to rip off the arm band and toss it away before it exploded.&nbsp; Instantly the Science officer was bombarded with a higher concentration of chroniton emissions than any of the rest of the crew would be exposed to.&nbsp; <br><br>Screaming in agony as his body began reverse in age at an extremely rapid rate.&nbsp; Lugus would degenerate at a rate of two years per every hour unless something could be done to prevent the aging process.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 15:12:38</strong>
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				<strong>Lt. Tosh responding to the situation</strong><br><br>Tosh had been witness to the extremely odd situation which left Lt. Lugus in agony while his body began to revert in age.&nbsp; Immediately, he moved to the man's side.&nbsp; "You need to be transported to sickbay.&nbsp; With the amount of chroniton emissions you're being exposed to, we have no idea what kind of effect long term exposure will have."&nbsp; He said rather flatly but efficiently.<br><br>He hit his comm badge to initiate communication with the ship.&nbsp; =/\="Tosh to Captain Mitchell.&nbsp; There has been a severe mishap with Lt. Lugus armband.&nbsp; He is being exposed to high quantities of chroniton emissions.&nbsp; For his safety, I recommend he be transported to sickbay at once."&nbsp; =/\=&nbsp; The man said, waiting for a reply.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>HockeyGod</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 18:26:30</strong>
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				<strong>Captain on the bridge</strong><br><br>Airik's face turned to worry as the communication came in from the Chief of Security.<br><br>=/\= Acknowledged, Lieutenant. =/\=<br><br>=/\= Transporter room, medical emergency - lock onto Lieutenant Lugus and transport him directly to sickbay. Once secured, lock onto the remaining team and get the back on the ship. =/\=
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 19:21:20</strong>
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				<strong>~Lt. Lugus planet side with Lt. Tosh~</strong><br><br>Lugus could only nod at first in response to the security chiefs words then managed to say, "The ship... containment field... prevent contamination."&nbsp; There was no way for the Science Officer to know that the ship had already been compromised by the chroniton emissions but that was a fact he would soon learn when they were transported back to the ship.<br><br>=/\= Transporter Chief Avalona to away team.&nbsp; I have a lock on Lieutenant Lugus beaming in now.&nbsp; Prepare for beam up once the Chief Science Officer is secure.=/\=<br><br>Lt. Lugus vanished from Lt. Tosh's side as he was beamed directly to sick bay.&nbsp; Then within moments the Security chief along with the rest of the away team would feel the familiar feeling of being beamed aboard the ship.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 19:34:57</strong>
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				<strong>Lt. Tosh making sure Lugus is away safely before being beamed up</strong><br><br>Tosh watched as Lugus dematerialized in the familiar fashion that denoted the transporting process.&nbsp; He mental gagged at having to do the same in just a moment since he knew once he was up in the ship, the unsettling feeling of having his stomach turn would be back again.&nbsp; As expected, the transporter took him next.&nbsp; The planetside view he had was soon replaced by the ship interior, more specifically, the sickbay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ReijiTabibito</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 21:54:48</strong>
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				Everything was fine, for a couple of moments...and then everything went crazy.&nbsp; He heard Lugus shouting, a sign that was never good.&nbsp; "Lt., EEH," he told the others present with him.&nbsp; "Come with me, and be ready, we may have some serious trouble."&nbsp; It wasn't Romulans, thank goodness, but he was exposed to the chroniton emissions of whatever affected Lugus.&nbsp; That's when the rapid-fire comm chatter went down, and soon enough, MacReady found himself transported back aboard the McNair.<br><br>&gt;&gt;MacReady moving to Transporter Room&lt;&lt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cyclops</strong> on <strong>15-01-2011, 05:59:53</strong>
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				Val found himself back aboard the ship, phaser in hand still...<br><br>[[Sorry about my absence, unavoidable, I am here though.]]<br><br>&lt;=Moving to Transporter Room with everyone else...=&gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NosCorventius</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 19:21:19</strong>
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				<strong>Lt. Lewis R. Scott EEH From Transporter to Rkar N'ra and back:</strong> A flash of white light filled the eeh's vision as the transporter came on line. Lewis was stunned as his companions broke down before his eyes into a soup of light and data. zero's and ones floated all around mixed with bits of nucleotide sequences from several humanoid species. <em>Huh, so this is what my programmer was afraid of.</em> Lewis thought as the data started to congeal into clusters to the right left and in front of him. <em> I think it's rather pretty actually</em> Lewis felt the ground beneath him solidify as the data finally morphed into his crewmates and the EEH touched dirt-side. There was only one response for the Holograms experience. He cocked his eyebrow in the manner of a certain Vulcan ambassador and said just one single word. "Fascinating!"<br><br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=91759.msg4117273#msg4117273">Quote from: ReijiTabibito on 11-01-2011, 12:34:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Appearing down on the planet, the five members of the Away Team took an initial sweep of the area.&nbsp; No signs of danger, at least none overt and for the moment.&nbsp; "Alright, people, start your scans and your sweeps.&nbsp; And let's hurry - the Romulans may be afoot, and I have no desire to engage in combat on our very first mission."&nbsp; Samuel handed out marching orders.&nbsp; "Lt. Tosh, go with Lt. Lugus and keep him covered."&nbsp; The First Officer then turned to the other two members.&nbsp; "Lt. th-Zarth, Reginald...you're with me."&nbsp; He hefted his compression rifle.&nbsp; "Let's go."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Um sir I rather hate to correct a superior but in this case I believe it's warrented. While Reginald is techinally my middle name. It is also a reference to the man who created me and who's appearance I share. To avoid confusion I'd prefer if he kept that designation. Reginald rather belongs to my....well I guess you'd say, my father? I would prefer if you called me Lewis or even Lieutenant Scott.....Sir." The EEH said as he followed Macready.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=91759.msg4127444#msg4127444">Quote from: ReijiTabibito on 13-01-2011, 21:54:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Everything was fine, for a couple of moments...and then everything went crazy.&nbsp; He heard Lugus shouting, a sign that was never good.&nbsp; "Lt., EEH," he told the others present with him.&nbsp; "Come with me, and be ready, we may have some serious trouble."&nbsp; It wasn't Romulans, thank goodness, but he was exposed to the chroniton emissions of whatever affected Lugus.&nbsp; That's when the rapid-fire comm chatter went down, and soon enough, MacReady found himself transported back aboard the McNair.<br><br>&gt;&gt;MacReady moving to Transporter Room&lt;&lt;<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Lewis rolled his eyes. "Why is Lewis so hard for you people?" he muttered as he once more felt the transporters lock on to him. A few seconds and a million bits of data later Lewis was back inside the transporter room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 06:59:08</strong>
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				(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/oceanside.jpg)<br><br>Kavash and Cerise slowly re-materialize on a soft pad of grass under a large old knarled tree, it's branches full of small white leaves projecting a healthy bit of shade on the green grass at their feet.&nbsp; As they look around they notice that they are on the top of a cliff looking out over a vast body of greenish blue water.&nbsp; Arkaria's twin suns are providing a greenish blue aura to everything nearby.&nbsp; One is high in the sky, the other is low on the horizon just above the water line.&nbsp; The smell of fresh cool sea water lightly fills the air as a mild breeze comes and goes.&nbsp; There is not another soul around for miles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 11:31:18</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Oh wow..."&nbsp; Cerise's voice was full of awe as she rematerialized next to Kavash.&nbsp; The view was extremely breath-taking.&nbsp; It was very calm, very peaceful.&nbsp; &nbsp;It was the exact sort of thing that Cerise would seek out if she was wanting a break from work and its hassles.&nbsp; "This place is beautiful," she told him, smiling over at him.&nbsp; "How did you come across it?"&nbsp; It was obvious that he was familiar with the location, because he was able to beam them there without much trouble, and she remembered that he had mentioned to the transporter tech about it being off the charts.<br><br>She looked around and noticed the two suns in the sky.&nbsp; The view of seeing both of them in their natural glory made her smile.&nbsp; Cerise walked a few feet away fro Kavash, towards the end of the drop off that they were on.&nbsp; She peered over the edge, looking at the waves below.&nbsp; It was all so very peaceful to her.&nbsp; "I'm not sure that I may ever want to leave now," she told told Kavash, glancing back behind her to seek him out.&nbsp; "It's just so relaxing...And so...perfect..."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 12:25:52</strong>
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				<em>"Oh wow..."</em> Kavash hear the awe in her voice, his smile grew into an almost toothy grin.<em>"This place is beautiful....how did you come across it?"</em> &nbsp;The smile on her face registered with him that he had picked a good spot. &nbsp;Kavash watched as she toured the little patch of land which he had claimed for them, marvelling at her fearlessness as she walked up to the sheer cliff nearby and looked down. &nbsp;<em>"I'm not sure that I may ever want to leave now, It's just so relaxing...And so...perfect...""</em><br><br>He stepped up beside her, close enough that she could feel his proximity but not so close as to make her feel like he was pushing himself on her. &nbsp;He stared into her eyes for a moment then shifted his gaze out to the blue green rippling water beneath. &nbsp;"One of my Previous hosts, Cradic Teel found this place running weapons for some Arkarian sepratists a number of years ago during an unfortunate civil war that sprouted up not long after the Arkarian's joined the Federation. &nbsp;It's a very remote and unimpressive rock in the middle of their southern continent, so it made a good place to hide out from patrols." &nbsp;He smiled softly and turned back towards the tree. &nbsp;Opening the pack he carried he drew out a large blanket. &nbsp;Spreading it on the ground he sat on his knees as he started pulling items out of the pack.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 23:08:25</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Well, I'm very glad that you found it," she murmured, looking at Kavash.&nbsp; She smiled and dropped to her knees on the blanket.&nbsp; Cerise reached into the pack and started to help him take out the things that he had packed for them.&nbsp; "I'm sorry you had to go through all that fuss with the replicator," she said, watching him as she carefully picked out the contents.&nbsp; "And thank you," she said, looking at him.&nbsp; "For planning this little getaway. If you hadn't come into the Sickbay earlier I would most likely be holed up in my quarters going over things from my books from medical school," she told him.&nbsp; "I like this alternative much better..."<br><br>Once Cerise had gotten the last of the containers out, she settled down tucking her dress into her body in a dainty fashion.&nbsp; "Oh, and there's...Something that I've been meaning to do this you left the Sickbay this morning," she murmured, chewing on her bottom lip as if she was thinking about something rather seriously.&nbsp; Indeed she was, but he probably didn't know that yet.&nbsp; Leaning in, she brushed her lips against his, kissing him slowly yet softly.&nbsp; It was her way of showing him that she appreciated his kisses from earlier.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Away Team - Planetside</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 15:07:19</strong>
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				&nbsp;<em>"I'm sorry you had to go through all that fuss with the replicator.&nbsp; And thank you......for planning this little getaway. If you hadn't come into the Sickbay earlier I would most likely be holed up in my quarters going over things from my books from medical school," she told him.&nbsp; "I like this alternative much better..."</em>&nbsp; Kavash smiled as he finished unpacking the pack and placing each of the containers on the blanket.&nbsp; He watched Cerise kneel down close to him.&nbsp; She looked like a girl at the end of a date trying to decide who should go first, then suddenly she leaned in and kissed him.&nbsp; Her kiss was slow and soft and Kavash felt his entire body start to tingle at her touch.&nbsp; Their lips moved together for what seemed like ages as he enjoyed how she tasted.&nbsp; She slowly broke the kiss and drew back.<br><br>"It's no trouble, I'm happy to do it." He replied, with a bit of a flush look on his face and a grin which traveled from ear to ear.&nbsp; "I think after what we just went through we could all use a little rest and relaxation.&nbsp; What a better place to do it than here."&nbsp; He put out four different plates of food.&nbsp; On one there were a couple of different forms of meats, on another olives of a varied assortment.&nbsp; The third plate held slices of cheeses and the fourth was an assortment of breads covered in chopped tomato's and some sort of seasoning.&nbsp; <br><br>"As I said, I was having issues with the replicator cooking up some of my favorite dishes, so I figured a light snack of Mediterranean Tapas would suffice."&nbsp; He smirked, popping open a bottle of wine that obviously did not come from a replicator and pouring the musky red liquid into two glasses.&nbsp; "I took a short trip down to Earth while I was stationed at Utopia Planitia waiting for the Intrepid to be fixed.&nbsp; I fell in love with Italian wine while I was at the Academy."&nbsp; He lifted a glass to Cerise and held out his own, looking her deep in the eyes.&nbsp; "To new frontiers and new friends."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 19:42:16</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Italian wine is by far the best," she said, her eyes glancing up to look at him.&nbsp; Then, her face turned and she inspected the plates of food that he had brought.&nbsp; "This all looks very, very delicious," she said, grinning at him.&nbsp; "These are some my favorite things, all in one meal."&nbsp; While Cerise didn't know what it was that Kavash wanted to get out of spending time with her, she had to admit that he did know his way around the fine mastery of courting a woman.&nbsp; But, perhaps, it was because he was not originally from her home planet, and therefore had more manners, decency and common sense than the men she was used to being around.<br><br>She took her glass from him when he poured the wine into it, thanking him as she did so.&nbsp; "Yes," she said, looking at him, her blush creeping back into her cheeks as she felt his gaze on her.&nbsp; Cerise lifted the glass to her lips, and took a sip, all the while keeping her eyes locked on his over the rim of the glass.&nbsp; Swallowing the liquid, she smiled, feeling the gentle tingle of it going down her throat.&nbsp; "It's very good," she said.&nbsp; "I don't think I can think of a single thing about this outing so far that isn't good," she told him, letting her eyes linger briefly on his before she looked away, setting the glass down.<br><br>"How did you like your time on Earth?" she asked, curious to hear what he thought of her home planet.&nbsp; "I know it must seem pretty boring and mundane when you've been to places like this," she told him, gesturing with her arms to their surroundings.&nbsp; She was not trying to put down her home, just merely acknowledging that there were nicer, more mystifying places throughout the solar system.&nbsp; She had seem some of them with her own eyes.&nbsp; Almost absently, she reached over, unable to stop herself, and stroked across the markings on his face.&nbsp; <br><br>Kavash was a beautiful man.&nbsp; Cerise would not deny that, even though she was not so keen to admit it out loud to him either.&nbsp; She found him fascinating in more ways than one.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 17:57:39</strong>
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				Kavash enjoyed the excitement in her voice.&nbsp; The expression on her face as she looked over the spread brought a grin to his face.&nbsp; <em>What a lovely face...</em> he thought.&nbsp; His eyes lingered on hers as she sipped the wine.&nbsp; Her eyes lit up and her face grew flush as the red liquid ran through her mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes finally shifted away from his, he let his gaze shift, running along her soft powerful curves.&nbsp; All of his previous hosts had found women like Cerise to be exhilarating and Kavash was no different.&nbsp; He grinned at her seeming innocence about things in the world, he longed to show her seven lifetimes of things she never imagined existed.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"How did you like your time on Earth?&nbsp; "I know it must seem pretty boring and mundane when you've been to places like this"</em>&nbsp; She sat close, her finger lightly crossing his jawbone where his spots ran down his neck.&nbsp; Kavash let a soft curl of a grin run across his lips as she touched him, his eyes fixed on the ocean below, his hands lightly picking at the assortment of food on the plates.&nbsp; <br><br>"Actually four of my seven hosts were Star Fleet officers.&nbsp; Two were freighter Captains and one was the Defense Miinister of Argosia Prime, so I've spent a lot of time on Earth.&nbsp; And you'd be surprised Cerise."&nbsp; He remarked looking back at her with a very sweet toothy grin on his face.&nbsp; His eyes dilated and focused on her, "Earth is actually a very beautiful planet.&nbsp; Many of the planets in the Alpha quadrant are bland, on remarkable rocks of dirt, water and gas."&nbsp; Kavash plopped an olive into his mouth and chewed slowly.&nbsp; Taking a sip of wine with a contemplative look on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>27-04-2011, 03:15:47</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I'm glad you approve of it so much.&nbsp; I would hate for you to say that you didn't like the planet that I come from," she told Kavash.&nbsp; "So, I think it's a good thing that you seem to be familiar with the planet then and the species.&nbsp; I would hate for you not to be able to handle a person such as me..."&nbsp; The last part of her sentence was teasing as she smiled suggestively at him.<br><br>"What are you thinking about?" she asked, watching him as a thoughtful expression came to his face.&nbsp; It was nice to be able to relax like this with someone and not have to worry about what they thought about you.&nbsp; It was nice to not have to be performing at work, worrying about whether or not what you did would be good enough to stay on another day.<br><br>"That is," she said softly, realizing that she might be intruding into his private thoughts.&nbsp; "If you feel like sharing," she said.&nbsp; "It's okay if you do...I didn't mean to pry..."&nbsp; For the umpteenth time since running into Kavash today, Cerise wanted to kick herself for the way she was mumbling and behaving like a teenager with her first crush.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>03-05-2011, 20:13:01</strong>
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				Kavash listened intently to the way the Cerise stumbled over her words.&nbsp; He could hear the nervousness in her tone and the uncertainty in her words.&nbsp; He knew those aspects of courtship very well, he had learned many many times how strange and awkward and overwhelming they could be.&nbsp; He smiled, the thin twist of a grin curled up at the edges of his mouth as he took a sip of his wine.&nbsp; He could see Cerise trying to watch him but also try to avert her eyes in fear of catching a glimpse that would make her lose control.<br><br>"I was simply thinking how angelic you might look swimming in the nearby cove, with the setting sun glittering across the water and shimmering off of your soft wet naked skin."&nbsp; His grin grew a bit in size, "of course I'd hate to think you never learned how to swim, nor had any desire to swim naked on an island in the middle of nowhere with a man you barely know."&nbsp; Taking another sip of wine, helped to hide the mischievous grin on his face as he pulled the glass away and slid another olive slowly over his open lips into his mouth.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>04-05-2011, 03:12:45</strong>
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				Makaya and Darrin continued from transporter<br><br>They arrived at a large, cool enclosed complex.&nbsp; On one side, there were pools heated to various temperatures, from a marvelously refreshing cool with waves to those heated to barely tolerable, perfect for easing aches from muscles.&nbsp; To the right, there were saunas to sweat out any impurity.&nbsp; To the rear, there were secluded walk ways, with intimate gardens filled with flowering bushes, trees, and an assortment of flora from the known worlds.&nbsp; Handing the attendent the picnic basket, he took the helmet and goggles handed him.<br><br>But it was the massive window to the front that offered a view to the main attraction.&nbsp; The area, as far as the eye could see in front of the building was nothing but sand dunes.&nbsp; Sailing the sands, were an assortment of land ships.&nbsp; Darrin had loved land sailing as far back as he could remember.&nbsp; He flashed a grin at Makari.&nbsp; "Solo or tandem?"&nbsp; he asked, giving Makari a pair of the goggles and helmet for his own.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barnbean</strong> on <strong>15-05-2011, 21:46:39</strong>
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				There was an old adage on Earth that Makari had heard many times on Risa. Usually some human would say it before they tried something they never would have thought of trying before. Such was Risa. A person came to the planet with a twinkle in their eye and an image in their mind of just what a pleasure planet was. Then they saw it, saw what could happen. And the adage popped up. Their inhibitions faded away. 'I will try anything once, twice if I like it.' Makari had always liked that saying, and adopted it as his own. An Earth borne term, adopted by a happy go lucky Alien. In fact his entire culture seemed to have adapted it, though they had acted the part long before even hearing the words.<br><br>Risa. Try it once. Twice if you like it.<br><br>Risians. Try them once..... and you will like them. <br><br>This was just one more chance to live that motto to its fullest. Though the protection Makari wore on such adventures was seldom a helmet and pads. That tended to be more a Klingon level of... and he stopped his mind from wandering off there. "Tandem. You always do it tandem!" Makari said with a laugh. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 06:52:15</strong>
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				Darrin's eyes lit at Makari's words and a light blush spread from his neck to paint his cheeks with a light dusting of pink.&nbsp; Chuckling he responded, "Now, that is one of the most sane things I've heard in a long time."&nbsp; <br><br>A combined punch of heat and wind took Darrin's breath for a moment as he stepped out into the planet's atmosphere for the first time.&nbsp; "Whoo."&nbsp; He sighed.&nbsp; Then allowed himself to relax and let the heat penetrate into tense muscles he hadn't even realized were tense.<br><br>"We are number five."&nbsp; He said to Makari, motioning toward their "sail wagon."&nbsp; <br><br>The 3 wheeled "ship" was shaped like a wedge of cheese, wide in the back and ending along on the solo wheel in a point. Two long, low seats sat side by side against the wide side, and a stick lay against the left seat.&nbsp; &nbsp;Steered by rudder control that also worked the sail, the bright orange, and neon green carbon and fiberglass extravaganza was a sight to behold.&nbsp; "She's definitely a beauty."&nbsp; He brought his hand up to cover his twitching lips.&nbsp; He nodded, looking her up and down from stem to stern, before turning, to give Makala a wide smile.&nbsp; "Please, Commander, I insist that you take the Captain's chair."&nbsp; he managed, before he began to chuckle again.&nbsp; "It really is a lot of fun."<br><br>&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barnbean</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 15:37:43</strong>
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				"And that is why I am such a great ship's counselor, all the sane advice I hand out...." Makari smiled innocently as he continued to walk across the pristine planet's surface, taking in all the sights and sounds around them. The planet was no Risa, but it definitely was closer to being Risa than he was to being a counselor. So that said something about the place. Or about him. He wasn't going to take the time to ponder that mental conundrum any deeper than the parting glance the joking retort had required. <br><br>"I am number one all the way, number two when rank is required... but for the sake of sailing I will agree to be number five for now..." He laughed as he looked the odd three wheeled ship over. At the insistence he take the captain's chair, Makari laughed some more. "Apparently I just graduated past one right up to captain, avast ye mateys and all that Earth stuff," A pirate he was not. A cute Risian he was. So it worked out in the end. <br><br>"So, how exactly does this work? And will it blow up if I hit the wrong button?" Yes, he would make a great captain, the sure sign of that was how at ease he could ask if an imminent explosion was in their future as if he was ordering a replicator to make soup. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pixilicious</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 00:13:14</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=91759.msg4590206#msg4590206">Quote from: orderNchaos on 03-05-2011, 20:13:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kavash listened intently to the way the Cerise stumbled over her words.&nbsp; He could hear the nervousness in her tone and the uncertainty in her words.&nbsp; He knew those aspects of courtship very well, he had learned many many times how strange and awkward and overwhelming they could be.&nbsp; He smiled, the thin twist of a grin curled up at the edges of his mouth as he took a sip of his wine.&nbsp; He could see Cerise trying to watch him but also try to avert her eyes in fear of catching a glimpse that would make her lose control.<br><br>"I was simply thinking how angelic you might look swimming in the nearby cove, with the setting sun glittering across the water and shimmering off of your soft wet naked skin."&nbsp; His grin grew a bit in size, "of course I'd hate to think you never learned how to swim, nor had any desire to swim naked on an island in the middle of nowhere with a man you barely know."&nbsp; Taking another sip of wine, helped to hide the mischievous grin on his face as he pulled the glass away and slid another olive slowly over his open lips into his mouth. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Well," Cerise said, pondering how to verbalize what she was thinking right now.&nbsp; A blush crpet up her face as Kavash mentioned her swimming naked with him on the island.&nbsp; The thought did have it's perks, but she wanted to be sure that she wasn't being used here.&nbsp; She had not had the best luck with men and realized that she had to be careful around them.&nbsp; Still, Kavash had done nothing more than quell her fears since she had met him.&nbsp; She seemed to trust him, and that was a good thing for her.<br><br>"I think I can do that... As long as I am not the only one that's swimming alone," she murmured, grinning at him.&nbsp; "And when I say swimming alone...I mean swimming alone...Naked," she told him, arching an eyebrow suggestively in his direction.&nbsp; She smirked at him, some of her earlier shyness fleeing for the moment, something that she would easily blame the wine on later.&nbsp; She unlaced her shoes and kicked them off, before sliding out of the dress.&nbsp; Standing before him in just her panties and bra, Cerise threw Kavash a sexy grin.<br><br>"If you want the rest off, you have to do it yourself," she said before she sauntered to the edge of the water, using her toes to test for temperature.&nbsp; It was warm enough, but she hadn't expected much else.&nbsp; Tossing another look at Kavash from behind her shoulder, she stepped into the water and continued going until she was covered up to her waist.&nbsp; "Come in," she said, sitting back slightly and treading water as she looked at her sexy companion.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>01-06-2011, 06:58:53</strong>
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				Darrin slid in the seat next to Makari, admiring the muscled length of the Risian's calves and thighs.&nbsp; A soft sigh slipped from his lips, and the dark chocolate of his eyes softened.&nbsp; It was those softer eyes that lifted to look into Makari's blue.&nbsp; He stared for a moment, "Ahh, yeah.. Rudder."&nbsp; He began.&nbsp; Slipping his hand over the commander's, Darrin explained, as he moved the stick from side to side in gentle sweeping motions, "The stick controls the sail.&nbsp; The wind dictates speed.&nbsp; We move the stick to catch the wind and propel us along."&nbsp; He explained, his words soft and warm in Makari's ear, as he leaned in close to make sure he heard.<br><br>"Don't worry.&nbsp; You won't push any buttons and kill us."&nbsp; Darrin grinned.&nbsp; "Just don't capsize us."&nbsp; He laughed, softly.&nbsp; <br><br>"Anchor's away Captain?"&nbsp; Arching a brow, and stifling his grin, he asked, leaning to the side to release the block holding the ship's back tires in place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barnbean</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 22:51:37</strong>
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				In what seemed like the longest pause in history, Makari stared down at the rather simple controls of the vehicle they were now comfortably squeezed into. Capsize? Maybe if they were over a nice warm Risian sea. But onto the ground? Yes, he would avoid that one. He didn't want to damage Darrin's pretty face. Or his own. He was an ops officer... now a science type officer. None of that required some klingon battleworthy facial scarring. And none of it was anything he could ever simply heal. Not a doctor, he just played one in the bedroom. <br><br>"Captain? I like the sound of that Ensign," Makari laughed and they started to move forward, faster and faster. They didn't flip over and die. He didn't hit any auto eject systems, and a secret warp drive didn't pop out and launch them into orbit. What they had was a Risian driver who was willing to take more risks than most, and a lot of open space to play. Plus a fair amount of innuendo to get them through the day. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 08:07:53</strong>
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				A deep, throatily laugh broke free from Darrin.&nbsp; The absolute release of all the pressure, the pain of the last few days--the deaths.&nbsp; He sat back, scarf snapping behind him, as they sped all the salt flats.&nbsp; His eyes kept drifting towards Makari's forearms--tanned and firm, the muscles shifted under the sand sail Captain's smooth skin.&nbsp; <br><br>Finally, unable to stop&nbsp; himself, he slid the tips of his fingers down along the Makari's arm, feeling the length of it, warm under his fingers.&nbsp; He lingered over Makari's hand, tracking the veins that snaked their way under his skin until they disappeared --hidden in the curve of the Risian's grasp on the ship's shaft.<br><br>Darrin grinned, and shouted, "You sure do know how to work a shaft Cappy."&nbsp; A grin that turned into a full on laugh at the Science Officer's face.<br><br>When they came to a full stop, Darrin felt a thrill buzz through him unlike he'd felt in quite a long time.&nbsp; Not since Deep Space 9, and well, he shook his head, no sense going back to that memory.<br><br>"Ready to eat?"&nbsp; One dark eyebrow arched up towards his forehead as he smiled up at Makari, who was just a bit taller that he, not that Darrin was complaining.&nbsp; They returned the craft to it's place and made their way towards the cooling freshness of the rotunda.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Barnbean</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 16:15:13</strong>
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				Some would have said that laughter was the last thing anyone should do in the face of a tragedy like the McNair had faced. Many a stoic person would have stood silently and allowed no emotions to slip through, to get back to the grindstone and to work. Those people, Makari felt, were either Vulcan or emulating everyone's favorite logical beings. He was Risian. Fun was ingrained into him. Laughter and smiling was as much a part of him as logic and discipline was to the pointier eared race. Had he been a doctor, he would have told everyone laughter WAS the best medicine. But had he been a doctor he would have been too giddy from poking and prodding people to even think about someone not laughing...<br><br>As it were, he was no doctor. Just a science officer, ops officer, second officer... he was more officers than a Risian police force during Mardi Gras. And he was apparently a shaft master. Not one of the worse titles he had ever been given, so he would keep it. When the ride came to a stop he grinned at Darrin. "Food sounds good, as long as I'm not cooking. I can drive silly craft, I can run the power systems in a ship, I can even pretend to do scientific feats of wonder... plus a host of more... social.... activities...." Makari grinned devilishly at Darrin. "What I cant do is cook... or dishes, I so don't do dishes."
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				Title: <strong>Re: USS McNair - Planetside - Arkaria</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>orderNchaos</strong> on <strong>06-08-2011, 09:27:03</strong>
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				<br><br>A bit awestruck at Cerise's boldness he watched her slide out of her boots then out of her dress.&nbsp; Kavash had considered the possibility of seeing her naked at some point but he not anticipated how effective his suggestion would be.&nbsp; Sitting still on the blanket watching the way she looked back at him as she entered the water.&nbsp; Nonchalantly sipping from his glass of wine for a moment he considered the curvy woman in front of him, descending into the water, like a siren of old earth literature luring sea weary sailors to their dooms.&nbsp; The irony of the situation was not lost on Kavash as he slowly put down his glass and pushed himself onto his feet.<br><br>Stepping closer to the edge of the blanket he reached down and removed his boots, placing them near hers on the grass.&nbsp; Smiling as he watched Cerise bobbing in the rippling water, he slowly removed his shirt, exposing his muscular bare chest, the chain of spots running down either side of his chest.&nbsp; His smile turned into a bit more of a toothy grin as he unbuckled his pants and let them slide down his legs, exposing his full nakedness.&nbsp; Stepping from the discarded pile of pants, Kavash slowly approached the edge of the water, allowing her the chance to take him in fully before he entered the water.&nbsp; His eyes locked onto hers, he didn't hesitate or pause as he descended into the water until he was up to his chest almost within arms length of her.&nbsp; "I believe you are over dressed for this dance!"&nbsp; He let the words slide off his tongue like skin on silk as he treaded water only a foot removed from touching her.
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