*Observation Lounge*

sh'Raazh: *gruffly* probably something about the Kisheyan incident earlier.

*Ten Forward*

Hrisvalar: Maybe, *signals a waiter* but than again I'm glad I'm not senior staff I'd probably chock under this kind of scrutiny.

*Corridors*

Kreg: Well it gave us time to asses how this ship is run *sarcastic*
Saffin: Well appartantly protocol isn't completely lost on this ship. Why isn't your CSO joining us, he wasn't seriously wounded I hope or did he defect to the Kisheyans? It seems this crew has a problem with the concept of loyality.

*Science Lab*

Sharpp just shakes his head as the two officers leave the lab. He is more than willing to analyze the andorians neurological patterns, but he is still rather irritated that the counselor seemed to expect him to pull answers out of thin air. Scientific process simply doesn't work that way.

That being said, he puts down his work as he remembers that he is supposed to be in the observation lounge, as he is currently the acting chief science officer.

*Observation Lounge*

Dr. Lennox and Lt. JG Sharpp enter the room around the same time. The familiar conference table's seats quickly being filled.

Lennox: Ah, Mister Sharpp, I didn't expect to see you here. I was told that Riddle left sickbay, I assumed that he would try to go back on duty.
Sharpp: Unfortunately not... He's sleeping in his office.

The two take a seat at the table without further conversation, awaiting the beginning of the meeting.

*Vortikan Vessel*

Kezi pilots the small vessel into the docking bay. For such a bleakly furnished ship, its maneuveribility was really quite efficient

At last, the viechle comes to a rest and Kezi stands from her seat, smiling over at Barclay.

Kezi: I don't know about that, but I am sure we can think of something fitting.

*Corridors*

Melena felt a stab of annoyance at the pairs sarcastic remarks but decided to hide behind a mask of professionalism for now and gestured to the apparently invisible CSO walking alongside them, ignoring the snide remark about loyalty for the time being as they approached the turbo lift.

Melena: This is Lt. Cmdr. Hal, our Chief security officer. I trust yours will not be present? (gesturing to lift door) After you captain, lietenant.

*Ten-Forward*

Zan: Tell me about it, I do have Yulia's memories of being a CSO back on the Athena and she had a pretty rough time of it. She always seemed to be coping on the outside, I always thought she was worse than a vulcan so it's no wonder she married one! The good thing about being joined is you get to know a hell of a lot of secrets! (to waiter) Two Ktarian Chocoalte Souffle's please.

*Turbo lift*

Saffin: No our security chief is making sure those things don't pose any more problems. Tell me Lt.cmdr. Hal how is it that your captain almost died under your watch. If my security chief showed such incompetence I'd demote him to scrubbing toilets.

*Ten Forward*

Saron waltz into Ten Forward looking for Kish, it takes a while but finaly she spots the Ferengi woman.

Saron: Kish I need a favor.

Imura takes a sip of sake before responding.

Hrisvalar: I can only image, so what dark secrets have you *teasing*

*Turbo Lift*

Eloran wasn't sure whether to be glad that he was finally being acknowledged or to wish that he hadn't shown up at all. He was about to reply when Melena stepped in.

Melena: There was a device used in the incident that prevented any movement until it was too late to act. All will be explained in good time but I would appreciate it if you would refrain from making personal comments without knowing the facts captain (turbo lift stops) Now if you kindly allow us to lead you to the Observation Lounge, the attending staff should be already present.

*Ten-Forward*

Raian grinned and leaned forward in his seat so that he was almost touching Imaru's antennae.

Zan: (teasing) Not telling! Give me a few andorian ales and maybe you'll just say get lucky.

Just then, a group of cadets entered, one of them being instantly recognised by the trill ensign. He gulped at the sight of his former hosts daughter and sharply looked away back into the eyes of his andorian lover.

Zan:Th-thats T'rei, my daughter, I mean Yulia's daughter. I didn't realise that she was still here and I was kinda hoping not to meet. hopefully she doesn't know who I am or things could get a little awkward.

*Ten Forward*

Imura turns her head and sees the girl, a Trill/Vulcan hybrid. She turns back to Raian a little unsure what to say. She gently caress his hand.

Hrisvalar: Do you want to go? Maybe a stroll in the arboretum or do you want to stay and talk to her?

Freezal notices Raian and Imura and pokes Kheyl.

Freezal: Isn't that Zan's new host?
Kheyl: Yep, maybe we should distract T'rei.
Freezal: T'rei let's order something nutritious if we let the guys do it we probably end up with junk food.

*Corridor*

Saffin: Yes I'm sure we will get to the bottom of this. One of your crew, an ensign Dudemeister has send me an interesting report, did you know one of your own crew is a Kisheyan Android or did your chief engineer forget to mention this little titbit?

*Corridor*

Melena rolled her eyes at the mention of Ensign Dudemeister but found herself anything but surprised. The thought of asking the captain if he would like to keep the annoying human crossed her mind but she thought better of it. Instead, she continued walking as she responded.

Melena: If you are referring to Lt. Stitch, I was made aware but he is a capable officer no matter who or what he is. We're here anyway, if you would like to enter.

As she entered behind the Mead crewmen, she found it hard to disguise the pinkish green tinge on her cheeks. The orion hybrid just hoped that they could get through this meeting without the good captain receiving the smack in the mouth he so deserved. She looked around at the gathered senior staff and noticed that Sharpp was taking the place of Riddle. Suddenly that smack in the mouth seemed all the more inevitable as she sat at the table to begin.

*Ten-Forward*

Raian shakes his head and smiles weakly.

Zan: Nah, no use running away right? (jokingly) Besides, I'm looking forward to the souffle so it'd be a shame to run off now.

T'rei meanwhile hadn't noticed the trill as of yet and turned to Freezal with a nod.

T'rei: Indeed, in fact last time we ended up with gagh, if my memory serves me correctly (looks at Kheyl) and the time before that it was 'burgers and chips'.

((ooc: LOL yep he certainly deserves a good trashing))

*Observation lounge*

Saffin: I see that even the unworthy can become senior staff on this ship *looking at Sharpp and Lennox* I wonder why Star Fleet insist on treating walking and talking machines as sentient beings. *sits down*

sh'Raazh gives the two officers of the Mead a dirty look and clinches her fists but remains mute for now. She looks at doctor Lennox but the android doctor seems unfased by the comment directed at him but than again he rarely showed emotions.

*Ten Forward*

Kheyl: Gagh isn't junkfood it's a Klingon delicatessen.
Freezal: Yes Kheyl but most of us like our food cooked.
Tobias: You two have no taste in food
Freezal: Oh please don't let me upset your delicate pallet.

Hrisvalar: Yes you are right, oh mmmmh look Jaden is bringing us the soufflés. Thanks Jaden. *takes a bite* Isn't this confusing I mean she is and isn't your daughter at the same time how do you deal with that?

((ooc: nice a new counselor))

Name and Rank: Lt. JG. Mizuki Azuma
Age: 24
Species/Homeworld: Human/Andorian, Earth
Position: Counsellor
A brief sentence or two describing your personality: Sweet natured and softly spoken, Mizuki is also a good listener and thrives on helping those in need. She can be firm when need be but likes to avoid confrontation.

*OOC* Definately, lol. See you later anyway!

*Observation Lounge*

As Melena went on to debrief Captain Saffin on the situation, she noticed that he looked less than impressed but she would have loved to have seen how he would have handled the situation. She left no detail out as she did not believe in hiding facts and when she came to a finish, she looked over to the rest of the crew.

Melena: Is there anything else anyone would like to add? What was our final casualty report Dr. Lennox?

*Ten-Forward*

T'rei: I can appreciate that Kheyl, but I have a personal preferrance over food that is no longer living. What should we have then Freezal? Perhaps a salad of some sort to compensate for all of the burgers and live food, both of which I should not have eaten as a vulcan.

Zan:It's no big really, I just try to avoid uncomfortble situations. Thanks Jaden! Sure looks good huh? Well, time to tuck in!

((ooc: Later))

*Psychology department*

Counselors Mar'qet, Holly and Azuma are having a round table discussing about the psychological needs of the crew and the absences of counselor D'ar.

Mar'qet: Do we have any word on when counselor D'ar is going to back? And where is Archer anyway?
Holly: No she is still on Trill and so far I know she is set to return in two weeks. NCO Archer is working with Tahlandi. Do you have anything to report Azuma? How are your sessions going with our youngest crew member?

Liliaceae storms in looking a little confused.

Liliaceae: Sorry I was hold up.

*Ten Forward*

Freezal: Yes a salad sounds nice
Tobias: You do realize that Catians are a carnivorious species.
Freezal: You'll survive a salad Tobias.

Hrisvalar: Well you handle it better than I would.

*Ten Forward*

Kish is somewhat supprised to see Saron at this paticular moment. She finishes wiping off the bar and then steps around it so they can speak face to face.

Kish: What can I do for you, Saron? Business, I hope.

*Observation Lounge*

Lennox: Four, one kisheyan android dead in the struggle, one kisheyan android injured, and two of our crew injured.

*Observation Lounge*

Melena: I see, it could have been worse I suppose. Is there anything else regarding this matter that needs bringing to our attention? Do you have any questions or anything that needs to be brought up Captain?

*Ten-Forward*

T'rei frowned at Tobias' reminder but grinned again at Freezals comment before joining in the teasing.

T'rei: I very much doubt that klingons are fond of vegtables either but I suppose we could always have meat salad. Of course, you could have burgers again but us ladies have had about enough. All of this junk doesn't seem to be agreeing with my waistline, if you know what I mean.

Zan: Thanks, I try my best. What do you think of the souffle anyway? You know if theres time we can still go for that walk if you like?

*Psychology Department*

Azuma: Actually I am yet to have the pleasure of meeting little Hakeem, I've only just finished reading his file. Our first appointment is on half an hour so I need to review the file once more before he arrives with his carer. Oh, hello Liliaceae. Don't worry you haven't really missed anything, in fact I should probably be going now. May I be excused?

*Ten Forward*

Saron: If you play your cards right *smiling* I need information and lets just say I can't use the standard communications. Do you recognize this *shows a piece of metal with Orion writing* I took it from one of the Kisheyan androids. I need to get in contact with the black market, name your price.

Freezal: Well I feel like some fruit salade the boys can always order the meat and some mighty ale but I agree with T'rei I gained a kilo in three days time (ooc: seeing I'm European mainlander I'm not familiar with pounds and such)

Hrisvalar: It's the best I've ever had but a walk sounds nice

*Observation lounge*

Saffin: *ignoring Melena* I'm sure the commander meant living beings not those toys, doctor. But seeing you are nothing more than a machine it's to be expected you'll get your priorities messed up.

sh'Raazh rises form her seat absolutely steaming.

sh'Raazh: No offense captain but you could show some respect to Doctor Lennox and shove that racist attitude up your ass will you.
Saffin: Commander please keep your subordinates in line *smiling*

*Psychology departement*

Holly: Yes of course Azuma, Mar'qet I need your opinion on this paper.
Liliaceae: Azuma if you have a moment after your session with Hakeem I'd like to discuss the new personality test with you and the rest of the staff.

*Observation Lounge*

Melena kept a neutral expression as sh'Raazh rose to the bait and gave the captain a piece of her mind. Whilst she found herself secretly pleased that somebody was attempting to put the bastard in his place, she knew that if not nipped in the bud there could be a serious problem. She looked at the andorian officer with a reassuring expression before speaking soflty to her before taking a harsher tone with the good captain.

Melena: Please sit down lietenant. Captain, I would appreciate it if you would treat the officers under my command with respect and at least try and act professionally. People are people whether or not they are human, android or otherwise. Now that that is hopefully resolved, are there any others matters to discuss? I assume there was a reason to your visit other than to belittle our ship and crew?

*Psychology Department*

Azuma: No problem, the appointment is scheduled to last up to an hour but children rarely sit that long do they? I just remembered that I'm supposed to be at Nurse Lancaster's quarters to meet Hakeem. Excuse me.

((ooc: goodnight))

*Observation lounge*

Saffin gives the commander a frozen smile clearly he doesn't like to be put in his place. His eyes are narrow and the dumb grin on Kreg's face has disappeared altogether. The tension is almost palpable.

Saffin: *his face close to commander Melena* No I've got what I came for, but rest assured that I will see this ship and crew decommissioned. Commander Kreg let's return to our ship and transport the filth this inept bastards have created.

With an air of superiority Saffin leaves the observation lounge.

*Lancaster's quarters*

Hakeem is reading a PADD that contains an ancient earth fairytale know as The Wizard of Oz. Janice is cleaning up her quarters and hopes that the new counselor will have better luck penetrating the shields that Hakeem has errected around himself.

*OOC* Goodnight

*Observation Lounge*

Melena looked on wide eyed as the captain left in what she preumed to be a huff. She nodded at Hal, who stood up to escort their guests back to the transporter room. She then looked back at the rest of the crew before smiling a little too sweetly and acting as though nothing had happened.

Melena: Anything else or are we done here?

*Corridor*

Mizuki came to a stop outside Nurse Lancaster's quarters and sighed. After reading Hakeem's file, she had come to the conclusion that this would be a difficult case. This was of course usually the case with children although it depended on the individual and the experiences held. She pressed the buzzer on the door and waited for a reply.

*Observation Lounge*

Richie, who had been holding Tara's hand under the table, takes the opptunity to stand and voice his opinons.

Lt. Kimble: Commander, are we gonna let those self-righteous ass wipes treat us like that?! They have no rights to act like that!

*Observation Lounge*

Lennox stands up an looks at all of the remaining people in the room.

Lennox: No, Lieutenant Kimble. This is not over. I do not trust that individual to return those androids safely to federation territory- he could barely sit in the same room with me. There are lives at stake here.

Lennox walks out of the observation lounge without saying anything else, he heads to the transporter room.

*Corridor*

Lennox: *hits comm badge* Lennox to transporter room, do NOT let the Mead crew leave yet. I will be meeting them there momentarily.

*Ten Forward*

Kish takes the piece of metal and holds it to the light as if it were a precious jewel.

Kish: Ahh yes, I have seen things like this... Four hundred bars of gold pressed latinum. No less.

*Ten Forward*

Saron: Well the only thing I have is this rare Klingon artifact *shows an ancient talisman* It belonged to Krevor a legendary warrior. On the black market it will sell easily for five or six hundred bars of gold pressed latinum. Will that suffice?

Saron once again tries to persuade the Ferengi woman in helping her but she can't keep paying her but than again Ferengi aren't known to lend a helping hand without proper finance but if she keeps this up all what she acquired during her freetrading days will soon be gone.

*Lancaster's quarters*

Lancaster: come in, oh hello Mizuki, Hakeem come and say hello to Mizuki
Hakeem: Hello

Hakeem gives the Andorian counselor a quizzically look before returning to his PADD. He softly hums an African nursery rhyme, something he did when he felt nervous.

*Transporter room 3*

Saffin: *furious* how do you mean you have orders to keep us here move away stupid woman *shoves Vado aside*
Vado: Sir I'm under orders maybe ...
Kreg: from whom
Vado: Doctor Lennox
Saffin: That toy with illusions of grandeur
Vado: *under her breath* look who's talking *addressing cpt. Saffin* Sir, the doctor is senior staff on this ship. It's probably important as soon as this is cleared up I'll transport you to the Mead.
Saffin: You will do it now. Dammit woman you looked me out of transporter control.
Vado: You'll have to wait for the doctor so take a seat.
Kreg: We'll have your commission for this, you'll never serve in Star Fleet again *hysterical with anger*.
Vado: *unimpressed* Yes yes but you'll still have to wait.

*Transporter Room 3*

Lennox walks into the transporter room just as Kreg made his last idle threat.

Lennox: *sarcastically polite* Sorry to have kept you all waiting. I am here to inquire about your plans for the androids once you return to the Mead.

*Ten Forward*

Kish looks at the small talisman, and finally shoves it in her pocket.

Kish: It appears to be genuine... I prefer cash- but since I like you, I will let it slide. This time, at least.

*Docking Bay*

Barclay: W-well... Either way, a Vortikan n-name would be fitting...

The bay doors slid open and Ensign Dudemeister walked through with an Engineering kit. He spotted Broccoli and the Vorta slut chatting outside a damn ugly garbage scowl of a ship.

Ensign Dudemeister: *sarcastic, smirking* Sir... Have a nice statutory honeymoon...?

Barclay: W-what...?

Name and Rank: Cadet First Class Ryxor N'vek
Age: 18
Species/Homeworld: romulan/trill, Farius Prime
Position: Psychology Student
A brief sentence or two describing your personality: N'vek has never really fit in due to his evident romulan heritage. He was raised on the somewhat crime ridden and culturally diverse planet of Farius Prime by his romulan mother. He is absolutely fascinated by psychology and is studying to become an exo-psychologist.

*Docking Bay*

Kezi snarls and lets out a high pitched growl at Dudemeisters remark to Barclay.

Kezi: How dare you show such insubordinance, kurvil'nok! You're lucky I don't crush you chest cavity!

*Docking Bay*

Ensign Dudemeister: *guffaws* Yeah... Like you could, you Dominon b*tch. Oh, that's right! You fight all of your human's battles...

Barclay: L-l-leave her alone...

Ensign Dudemeister: *lowers voice* Though... I suppose even this old b*stard would be a step up from the Founder crap you crawled out of. Tell me? What number clone are you...?

Barclay: *louder* I said to leave Kezi alone, Ensign!

Ensign Dudemeister: Or f***ing what?! You'll hit me...?

Dudemeister laughed louder as he pushed Barclay against the hull of their shuttle, knocking the air out of the man's lungs. He turned back to Kezi...

Ensign Dudemeister: Well, well well... *chuckles* Where are your f***ing Founder gods no--

The Ensign is interruped by Barclay's fist coliding with his jaw.

Barclay: *furious* Shut the f**k up!