Great, the ball return on lanes five and six are jammed up. Under the floor, about half way down. Where I can't get to it. Without tearing up half the lane. Had to lock the lane and going to have to stay after closing to try and 'caveman' a solution.
Trust me, I know the feeling, our main recruiter though is smack in the middle of college though so he can't always get on right away. Give it time, and if you have the SB381 channel, toss a docking request and get some social RP time in. Never hurts to get to know the people you intend to fly with after all.
With the last of the documentation transmitted to the Federation Council for ratification, Ambassador Toprill sends a message to his aide, Jack Pritchard, that he will be taking a short respite away from the station.
Praetorian's number 4 Drydock goes into full lockdown mode. Heavy blackout shutters rattle closed, all doors in and out are secured, and security fields spring to life. Rumors of a Faeht being held within abound...
A packages arrives for all ship commanders and department heads, the package is from khre'Riov t'Latta, and contains dried leaves from Mol'Rihan, the instructions for it say to steep the leaves in hot water to make an infusion, and then drink.
Dr. Winchester spent the night in sickbay asleep in a chair wearing old surgical scrubs and a too-large overcoat. His dress whites sit in specimen bags labeled "K. Alenis -additional blood and fluid samples"
Following the news of the evening, Commander Cole becomes ever so slightly more agitated, secluding herself to her quarters and ordering the addition of genetic scanning equipment to the ship's internal sensors.
The going theory among them is that the ship is haunted by her dead, who seek to drive them off to save their ship from the SINKEX. The Vulcans among them blame it on unrepaired computer system damage, and nothing more.
Engineers working on prepping Destiny for SINKEX have been telling strange stories of happenings on the ship: doors opening of their own accord, a woman's garbled voice over shipwide, the computer reporting something utterly randomly.
Rumors circle of Cmdr McIntyre's drinks being switched to decaf. Engineering was able to trace the problem back to the ship's EMH subroutine. The problem was fixed but McIntyre's next cup of coffee came with a stern lecture from the replicator.
LCDR Daris scrambles around the embassy level, making sure security is ready for the new delegates and aware of their duties. He doesn't want anything to go wrong with the delicate situation of the Futura Union and the Meerhrakens.
The Embassy Staff nears completion of the formal proceedings that are to happen on Sunday. Rumor has it that Ambassador Toprill has contracted QUAC to supply the entire event; costing the Federation 30 bars of GPL
Capt. Scott begins looking over in depth files for John Paul Jones -A,Tavistock,Admiral Kuzenstov and Fire Dragon, speculation is that he's planning missions for task group Vespa to be launched from the hornet's nest
Rumor has it there's been random wildlife sightings on some of the less populated decks. Including birds, dogs, and even a horse. Oddly, all of the sightings are wearing a gold nametag that reads "Novo".
Ok all, I won't be around much this weekend. I have A) server maintenance, B) tabletop gaming today and C) my daughter's Shreak musical play on Sunday. I figure this means Kenzi is in a coma through the weekend.
The only problem with the sto academy star dates is that it doesn't mesh well with any of the series because the sto academy link has a formula and it bases the dates on the star dates in sto. Voy tng and ds9, the star dates were based on production
For those curious about my daughter having to talk to cops, she confided in me that this 18 year old boy has naked pictures of his 16 year old ex girlfriend on his phone. My guess is the cops found out.
Alright guys, I have a post on the forums now 'Forceful federation', please feel free to talk IC about the transmission there. The transmission itself is still free for IC actions, and I will get to you.