Ron insults Aidoann (Ron log)
| August 25th, 2008**** After much shuffling about, figuratively speaking, and the group as a whole not knowing quite how to start talking to each other… a Cadet enters… ****
Starbase 1 ** Federation Customs Lobby ** Deck 3
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A comfortable but small lobby expands around you as you walk in. A few chairs lay about for someone who may be waiting to meet someone coming in via shuttle. A customs desk near the shuttle bay checks in all new visitors. Looking around you can see StarFleet crew transferring cargo back and forth through the massive bays.
The readout on the wall displays: 13279.33 - Sat Jan 8 13:51:43
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Contents:
Smith (Healthy)
Harry (Healthy)
O’Connor (Healthy)
Ciannon (Healthy)
Federation Salesman
Markum
SOP - Civilians or new arrivals to the base read me
Mail Terminal - 14259
Comm Panel
Obvious exits:
Docking Hub
Main Cargobay
Turbolift 3
Turbolift Alcove
O’Connor really isn’t paying much attention to the ambassador. Could he have a grudge? Naaah. Never.
The door from the turbolift alcove slides open.
Ron comes in from the turbolift alcove.
Ron has arrived.
The door from the turbolift alcove slides shut.
Ron snaps to attention in the presence of supirior officers
Smith chuckles softly, noticing how the Captain is ignoring the Romulan and smothers a grin.
Ron just looked at you.
Aidoann shrugs a little and wanders over to take a look at the mail terminal, whether or not the human next to it pays attention.
Ron looks to be about 30 years of age, with black hair, a fair complexion, and sky-blue eyes, he stands at about 6′ 4″, and is of about the average weight. He has long, think legs perfect for running fast and has large arms which look quite strong. His nose is straight, and about medium lengh. His neck is fairly long, his chin, short but not flat. He is dressed in a gray jumpsuit with an ivory yoke, black piping, security shoulder boards, a red-ribbed collar and arm cuffs, a wide black belt,a black leg stripe and black boots are all worn outside the pants. A brass delta shield can be seen on the buckle and left breast pin worn on the jumpsuit. A red arm band is three inches above the left cuff and displays cadet pins and a broad angled security stripe.
Carrying:
Federation ID Card - 13683
Ron says “I was speaking to Admiral Tulani last night in the academy, she said I would be assigned today”
Ron says “I mean he”
Ciannon walks over to the mail terminal nods to the Romulan and the Captian
Ron looks around nervously at mistaking the gender of an admiral
O’Connor makes that mistake occasionally with Tulani, too. He looks over at the Cadet, wondering who the hell he’s actually speaking with.
Ron turns to Harry “you’re free to use that weapon detector on me, I have nothing”
Ron says “erm”
Ciannon shakes head
Ciannon shakes head
Sat Jan 8 14:25:24 2005
Aidoann turns to look at the speaking human. “Such…” she mumbles quietly to herself.
Ron says “I’m not sure of that myself either sir, since you’re the highest ranking officer here, perhaps I should be speaking to your sir”
Ron says “didn’t Admiral Tulani order a communicator for me from this station?”
Ron says “I realy do need one”
O’Connor blinks. Telepathic cadets? What’s next?
Ron says “?”
O’Connor OOCly says “NOTICE THE LACK OF ME ACTUALLY SPEAKING.”
Ron OOCly says “?”
O’Connor OOCly Facepalms.
Aidoann OOCly notes: Quotes are for TALK. If there are no quotes, someone DID NOT say anything.
Ciannon observes cadet by the door projecting at the Captain
Ron says “so sir, I was wondering, if you did have a communicator for me?”
Aidoann watches the interaction, fascinated.
O’Connor tries again. “A communicator?” he says. “As far as I know, I don’t have any transfers for you from the Academy. When was this supposed to have happened?”
Ron says “a couple days ago, I said I needed a communicator and Admiral Tulani said he’d order one from SB1 for me”
Ron turns to romulan1 “would you mind, telling me, what is so facinating about communication?”
O’Connor points over in Smith’s direction. “He’s in charge of the starbase. If the requisition came from here, then you’ll need to talk to the Commander over there.”
Ron OOCly says “he’s idle”
O’Connor whispers “Consider yourself lucky. He -wanted- to be a Romulan for a while.”
Ciannon rolls eyes
Ciannon continues to read mail
Ron whispers something to Ciannon.
Ron whispers something to Ciannon.
Aidoann looks at the human and says matter-of-factly, “If you were in the Galae, you would have been imprisoned by now. Or shot.”
Ron glares at the romulan “well I’m not”
O’Connor can’t laugh. It would be so improper. So he turns around and does it.
Ron’s
You whisper-posed O’Connor with “Romulan1 chuckles.”.
Ciannon openly snickers
Ron OOCly says “sniggers”
Aidoann gives a faint nod, “Ie. Praise The Elements you are not!”
Ciannon giggles right out loud
Ron shakes his head “elements”
Ron mutters something about foolish romulans
O’Connor shoots Ciannon a look. “As you were, Cadet.” he looks at Ron, then at the Ambassor. “Mister Gaman, you are speaking to a recognized Ambassador to the United Federation of Planets. You will apologize this instant, or I will have you clapped in irons.”
Ciannon “aye sir
Ron has reconnected.
Ron says “I’m probably the only one here who can say romulan ale in klingon, it’s romuluSnganHIq”
O’Connor shoots Ciannon a look. “As you were, Cadet.” he looks at Ron, then at the Ambassor. “Mister Gaman, you are speaking to a recognized Ambassador to the United Federation of Planets. You will apologize this instant, or I will have you clapped in irons.”(repose)
Ciannon “aye sir
Aidoann gives the human a curious look, “Foolish? Dhat. We know when to speak and when to be silent.” She snorts, “Foolish, indeed.”
Ron says “I am sorry, I did not know you were an abassador, I apologize”
Ciannon looks at Romulan with evident appreciation
Ciannon looks at Captian, “sir why would you order Romulan ale in Klingon on a starbase?
O’Connor just.. stares at the cadet. “I see you have a great deal to learn, Cadet. It hardly matters whether or not she is an ambassador, or a merchant. You will treat members of the Rihannsu with the same respect you -should- be treating your fellow Starfleet officers, or your stay as a member of the Fleet will be exceptionally short. Do I make myself clear?”
Ron says “I am sorry, to make it up to the ambassador, I could give her a tour of the station”
Ron nods “you do sir”
Ron says “permisson to leave the room sir”
Ciannon oocly o please sir
Ciannon oocly let him go
Ron oocly shut up
Aidoann gives O’Connor a faint, but certainly evident, bow, “Hann’yyo… I mean, thank you.”
Ron says “indeed? a very elegant way of saying thank you”
Ron says “hann’yyo”
Ron says “hmm…”
O’Connor folds his arms. “I think you need a lesson in tolerance, Cadet.” he looks at the Ambassador questioningly. “It is my understanding that Ambassadors routinely require clerical assistants.. if you require any such help, you may consider the Cadet here more than at your beck and call for the next few days.” he winks at the Ambassador, and smiles at the Cadet. “Just don’t whip him too hard.”
Ciannon ponders Captian’s defense of the Romulan
Aidoann OOCly laughs.
Ron says “sir! I object!”
Ciannon “interesting
Sat Jan 8 14:40:24 2005
There is a quiet click as a new intercom connection becomes active.
Ron says “you cannot simply let a cadet be a trash recepticle because you dislike him!”
Ron walks through the door to the docking hub.
Ron has left.
Ron comes in from the Docking Hub.
Ron has arrived.
Ron approaches the door to the turbolift alcove.
Ciannon is shocked at the cadet’s outburst
The door to the turbolift alcove slides open.
Aidoann spares the insolent Cadet a brief glance before nodding to O’Connor, “Ie… Though, I would not wish him to accidentally get in the way of weapons fire. It might… hurt our empire’s relationships.”
O’Connor growls. “Stand fast, Cadet. NOW.”
The door to the turbolift alcove slides shut.
Ron OOCly says “stand fast? what’s that mean?”
Ciannon looks with embarrassment at the Ambassador
O’Connor says “If you go through that door, I’ll have you brought up on charges. You have been petulant, difficult, noisy, and just plain disrespectful for the last time. Stand at attention. IMMEDIATELY.”"
Ron stands at attention
Ron mutters under his breath
Ciannon thanks whoever is listening it isnt her
Aidoann OOCly aws, “I gotta go. Just as it’s getting interesting!”
O’Connor points a finger at Ron. “Silence. Another peep and I’ll have you washing toilets until the next millenium.”
Harry has disconnected.
Ciannon occly was a pleasure Rom1
Ron nods, not allowed to ‘make another peep’
Ciannon trying not to laugh out loud
Ron gives ciannon a silent glare
Ciannon thinks way to go load mouth
Aidoann surpresses a quiet snicker at the Cadet’s outbursts. She gives the Captain a respectful partial bow, “I must get back to work. Bedah… good bye.” And without another word, she turns and calmly heads into the nearest lift.
