No Moving Parts "
By: Krystal, Hologram, [RNPC]
M'Ressha Ka'Tira, Stellar Cartography, [RNPC]
Maxine Tappert , Computer Specialist , [NPC]

Stardate: 58208.13 0030

Ka'tira sat up on the biobed and took a minute to orientate herself. She still felt intoxicated from the reaction she had to the medication been given earlier.

She remembered talking to the red-headed doctor. She was nice. She told her that she had to spend the night. There was a marine too. She rubbed the back of her head with her paw as if to stimulate her memory.

Nothing.

She looked around, the room was dimly lit.

She still felt euphoric. And thirsty.

Her sensitive ears could hear the steady breathing of another patient on the far end of the room. She looked to her left across the rows of darkened, empty biobeds between them. A soft light illuminated the bed on the other side. Display consoles near the person pulsed and flickered steadily.

To her right she spotted a replicator across the way. Not wanting to bother anyone, she decided to do it herself.

She pulled back blanket which covered her and reached one foot down to the floor. It was smooth and cool to the the pads on her toes. The air was cool too. It felt good as she quietly walked across the floor.

Gently, she pressed quiet mode on the replicator's command pad and in turned pressed 'Beverages' from the menu and then, 'Water', '1-liter', 'Cold.'

The glass materialized and she drank it down and put it back and pressed 'recycle.' The replicator hummed as it dematerialized the container.

She was almost back to her bio bed when a voice said, "You're not supposed to get out of bed when you're a patient, you know."

She turned with a start. Even the hair on her tail stood straight up and her head quivered with surprise. "I-I didn't hear you," she said.

"That's because I don't make any noise unless I want to," the nurse told her with a big grin. At least she looked like a nurse. She had on nurses clothing.

She also had antenna, sparkly gold-dusted skin, huge blue eyes, and spikey reddish-gold hair. "You probably shouldn't be naked either," she pointed out helpfully. "Maxine says people kind of frown on that."

Ka'tira looked down, "They had not given me any thing to wear and I didn't think anyone was here."

She paused a second. "Why do you think people frown on that?"

"I'm not exactly sure. It seems pretty silly to me. I couldn't find anything in the data banks to explain it, and Maxie said it was because people were 'roight lot a'prudes," she answered and then giggled.

The Cait regarded the strange nurse a moment, she had no discernible scent, "What species are you?"

The nurse blinked and then giggled again. "Pixie," she answered.

"P-Pixie? I've never heard of that. Are Pixies prudes?"

The nurse giggled and shook her head. "Nonono. Do you want me to get naked too? I have pert breasts. See?" She cupped her breasts and angled her body this way and that so Kat could get a good look at them. "They're perfect."

She squinted at the nurse and regarded her objectively and then with a smirk, "If you want to... I've never seen a *Pixie* before."

"Okay," the nurse giggled and peeled off her nurses uniform to stand naked in all her pixie glory. "Maxie scolds me when I get naked," she confided and giggled again. The rest of her skin was like her face, gold-dusted, and she was completely devoid of body hair. The surface of her skin seemed to shimmer and swirl. She twisted this way and that, so Kat could get a good view and then she blinked as she looked behind her.

"Oh wait..." As soon as she spoke her wings popped out and fluttered delicately. They were very disproportionate to her size and delicate looking. Like dragonfly wings.

"Whoa!" said Ka'tira taking a step back, "You can fly?"

The naked pixie-nurse giggled and nodded. "Yep, yep, yep. Zoom, zoom, zoom."

"You are very beautiful," noted the Caitian.

"I think you are too. I wish I had a tail. Maybe Maxine can give me one.

Is it fun? What can you do with it? Warrior Toes has a tail. He's a kitty like you. We like him."

"Who is Maxine?"

The pixie pointed over to the other occupied bed in sickbay. "She is."

Ka'tira blinked and looked in the direction the Pixie pointed, "...and she can give you a tail?"

"Uh-huh. You want to see her?" the naked nurse asked as her wingtips fluttered and she began to walk in that direction, beckoning Kat to follow her.

Ka'tira padded after her until they reached the far end. "Is she a doctor? Or a bio engineer?"

"No," the naked nurse shook her head as she gazed down at her creator. Her difference in size gave her a totally different perspective. "Isn't she pretty?"

The voices penetrated her drug induced sleep enough that Max slowly blinked open eyes that felt like they were glued shut. She could barely focus on the two standing over her, and honestly thought she was seeing things as she looked up into the face of Krystal and a cat. Either that, or she shrunk.

"K-Krystal?" she managed to croak out.

"Hihihi," Krystal grinned and wiggled her fingers at Max. "We're having a naked party!"

To Maxine, Ka'tira appeared as if in a fish-eye lens as she leaned close to Max, "Hi there."

Max blinked several times and tried to clear the fuzziness of her eyes. "Crikey... y'are a cat...."

"Uh-huh... and Maxie guess what? She has a *tail*! Can I have a tail too?" Krystal asked. "And guess what else! She has FOUR breasts! With nipples! Can I have four? Huh? Can I?"

Maxine tried to focus on first Krystal and then the Cait... then Krystal and then the Cait. "Oh. My. God..." she managed before her eyes rolled back in her head and she slipped back into unconsciousness.

"Uhtoh," Krystal peered closer. "She's gone again.... Bet she's gonna have another nightmare," she nodded sagely and turned to grin at Kat.

"What's wrong with her?"

"She had a nightmare," Krystal nodded wisely. "Have you ever had one of those? I had a dream once... I think."

Ka'tira's head tilted slightly so she could see Max's face better. "I have bad drrreams sometimes," agreed Ka'tira. She turned and regarded the Pixie in the light. "Doesn't your species dream often?"

Krystal shrugged. "I'm not sure," she answered. "I could maybe ask Rahw, but I don't like her much. She threaten to eat me once."

Ka'tira put her paw up to her snouth and giggled, "you mean...?" she said with her gesturing downward.

"Huh?" Krystal blinked and followed the Cait's gesture, looking down at her toes. "Oh Nonononooooo... She'd eat me whole. In one bite. *Chomp*" She chomped her teeth for emphasis. "Not just my feet."

The Caitian's eyes widened a moment, her tail tapped the floor rhythmically, "how big do your species grow? I mean, I thought you meant..."

Krystal frowned a little. "Grow? I can be this big," she motioned to herself. "Do you want me to be bigger?"

She looked at the naked Pixie with a perplexed expression. "How would you do that?"

"Just... get bigger," Krystal answered with a shrug and then seemed to think of something else. "Wait.." she frowned in thought for a moment. "What did you think I meant?"

"Oh, never mind..."

"Don't say that," Krystal pouted. "I hate it when Maxie says that. Tell me."

Ka'tira leaned forward and whispered in the Pixie's ear certain details about the facts of life.

Krystal blinked and her eyes got like saucers. "Ewwwwww...." she pulled back and looked at Kat. "I don't... Does MAXIE have that??? Is THAT what Warrior Toes was doing???? EWWWWW... I don't have that!" She blinked and looked down. "Uhh... I don't think...." she bent over to check herself and make sure.

"Whew... Nothing's there," Krystal grinned. "You had me scared."

The cait bent over sideways also to peak, "Wait...you don't have any parts... how do you...make babies?"

"I thought I had a baby once," Krystal told her. "I even had morning sickness," she confided. "But Maxie told me I couldn't have babies." She looked terribly sad.

"How come?"

"Sometimes I think she doesn't like me," Krystal admitted. "Can you have babies?"

She shrugged, "I guess so," she answered.

"Do you have parts?" Krystal asked curiously and leaned over to take a peek. "Oooohhh.. You Do! What do you do with them?"

"Well, I use them to go to the bathroom but they are also used for making babies and having, uhm, sex."

"I think I read about that once.." Krystal told her. "But Maxie made me forget."

"How can you forget something special and fun like that?"

Krystal shrugged and looked down at Maxine. "She does it.... Wait. Fun?"

"Yes, it's fun to fool around," said Ka'tira with a coy expression.

"Fool around?" Krystal blinked, not quite sure what that meant.

Ka'tira giggled, "well, yeah. I mean, well you know, it feels good."

"Fooling around feels good? Like drinking nectar?" Krystal asked.

"I don't know, I've never had nectar, but yeah..."

"I want to try.. fooling around!" Krystal giggled. "Can you teach me?"

"Hmm..." said Ka'tira tapping her finger on her lip. She leaned over again, "but you don't have any parts."

Krystal leaned over to look too, and sighed dramatically. "I'll have to see if Maxine can write it into my code. I can only do cosmetic things... not... parts things," she explained.

"Ka'tira snapped her fingers, "You are a hologram aren't you." she said.

"Yup, yup, yup," Krystal giggled and nodded.

She covered her eyes with one hand and shook her head, "oh, I should have known."

"Should have known I was a hologram? Why?" Krystal asked. "It's because I don't have any parts, huh?"

"Oh, no no, Hon," she said feeling as if she some how hurt Krystal's feelings, "Its just that you have no scent what so ever. "

Krystal blinked and then giggled. "See! I knew I was fresh!"

She reached forward and touched the hologram, "You feel real!" said the felinoid.

Krystal jumped back and giggled even more as she grabbed herself where the Cait poked her. "That tickled!"

She quirked her head, obviously the pixie could use the same resources as the EMH. She stroked her stomach lightly, and looked up, "You can feel this?"

Krystal giggled again and twisted out of the way. "Uh-huh. Maxine programmed it into me," she explained.

"You have a bellybutton," giggled Ka'tira, "I don't really have one of those."

The sprite looked down at her stomach and the 'bellybutton'. "What is it?"

"It is...left over from where the umbilical cord attached to the fetus," explained Ka'tira matter of factly. "In some species like humans it is more apparent."

"Oh..." The pixie looked momentarily confused as she accessed the data banks of the EMH and finally nodded with a giggle. "Maxie must like bellybuttons," she announced. "Why don't you have one?"

"Well, I suppose I do, sort of..." said Ka'tira feeling her abdomen, "its just not like yours."

"Mine's not real though," Krystal mimicked Ka'tira and felt her belly button. "I want to be a real girl some day."

Ka'tira almost felt sorry for her, perhaps her programming could not tellher that would be impossible.

"You seem real enough to me," she answered the pixie sympathetically.

"Only because of the holoemitters and force field generators," Krystal pointed out and her antennae dropped. "I think Maxie can make me real some day."

"How could she?" asked Kat'tira unguarded.

"I don't know..." Krystal scratched her head. "But she made me..." the pixie pointed out.

"With a bellybutton," admitted the Cait. "But why do you want to be real?"

Krystal blinked. "Because.... Because being real is better than being not real. I could do... everything then..."

Kat'ira smiled, "...and what would be one of the first things you would want to do?"

"Eat warm sticky cinnamon buns with icing. Maxie says 'they're t'die for'," she imitated the computer specialist.

"When she wakes up, I'd like to taste those buns," said looking down at her.

An Unmovable Object Meets An Irresistible Force "
By: Margaret Rose MacAlister , Marine CO, [RNPC]
Pierre D'Aubigne, Flight Control Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58208.13 1000

*** Holodeck Two ***

It was the dead of the night and the only illumination to penetrate the darkness was the occasional flickering street light.=A0MacAlister systematically and silently avoided each of them as the Marine CO made = her way from one patch of cover to the next.=A0=A0=20

The training simulation running was one that she was being graded = on.=A0The objective was to infiltrate the enemy's quarters and recover what was = locked in the safe.=A0 It was a test of stealth, ingenuity, and the ability to = work alone.=A0It also tested her patience and perseverance because often she = had to stay quietly in one position for hours before she'd get the opportunity = to make a move.=A0 It was like the old Terran military game of 'capture the flag'.

Major MacAlister was dressed all in black chamo with a full compliment = of gear tucked on and around her person.=A0Her hair was covered and her = face streaked with black to minimize her skin's reflectivity.=A0She had just penetrated the inner walls of the compound and was skirting her = way=A0towards the main headquarters.

MacAlister didn't notice the outer part of this world rematerialize as Pierre entered dressed in the French drab of 1066 Britain. He arrived = and punched in his command because he saw that the holodeck was open. He = made his way to a horse and mounted it. A mist had swept in and was hugging = the ground. The forest was alive as a tree owl hooted in the distance and = the nocturnal insects chirped away.=20 =A0 He was joined as four other horseman came out of the darkness. "The settlement is not aware of our presence." =A0 "Good. Prepare the men to attack on my command." The four horsemen = nodded and left, leaving Pierre to himself. He turned toward where the four men came from and he broke into a gallop. He raced toward MacAlister's = compound thinking it was the settlement.=20

Madge rounded a corner, keeping to the shadows the building itself cast = upon its face and checked out the immediate area with her NVG=92s, scanning = for any movement.=A0 She rearranged her gear, bringing forward what she=92d need = to breach the window and gain access to the interior of the headquarters, = and once again scanned the floor plans she had, double checking her = position.. =A0 He arrived near the gate and dismounted. he walked across the field and withdrew his broad sword. He lifted it high. "FOR NORMANDY!"

She had been in the process of disarming the alarm when Pierre=92s shout = rang out and disrupted the almost eerie quiet that had descended on the compound.=A0 MacAlister swore softly in Gaelic and ducked back into the shadows as the lights of the compound came on and several torches were lit=85.=A0=20

Torches?=A0 Mac looked around at the torches and then at the broadsword wielding man in the field directly ahead.=A0 Where the hell had that = come from?=A0 It hadn=92t been there a few minutes ago.=A0 And a broadsword?

=93Who goes there?!?=94 came a shout from behind her, causing Madge to = jump deeper into her cover as several armed Federation solders advanced = towards Pierre. =A0 Pierre looked at the approaching soldiers. His first thought was, 'That = Max said she had done my programme according to the parameters. 'But He continued on anyway. =A0 "My name is the Marquis Pierre D'Aubigne Of Lyon and in the name of the Conqueror of the Saxons, I command you to surrender." =A0 The Federation guards laughed. "This is a joke right?" The one remarked. "You'd better be a Klingon brother or else we're gonna kick your ass." =A0 Pierre raised his broadsword. "Prepare to meet your doom." =A0 He was joined by two of his horsemen who withdrew their swords and stood = to face the guards. The other two went round the back to sneak in that way. = One of them noticed MacAlister watching the events. He sneaked up behind her = and stuck a dagger into the back of her neck. "Yield or die?"

=93Th=92 hell ye say!=94=A0 Mac didn=92t take kindly to having a knife = stuck in her neck.=A0 Matter of fact, she took very Unkindly to it.=A0 =93I=92ll = yield,=94 she answered when she felt the point a little more sharply.=A0 Better to get = the dagger out of her neck so she could move than get killed over Scottish stubbornness. =A0 "You'll come with us." The soldier said when he realised that there was no-one around watching them. He grabbed her roughly and shoved her = toward where Pierre was finishing up with the last of the Federation guards. =A0 Pierre looked at his two fallen compatriots and then at the guards, = might annoyed with this programme, but thinking he should keep it. He noticed = the two knights come with a third figure as their prisoner. "The troops are ransacking the southern section sir. And we found this=A0sir." He = pointed. =A0 Pierre walked up to MacAlister and studied her closely. When he realised = it was a woman he turned his face into the air. "Computer, freeze = programme." Everything froze. "What is going on here!?" He shouted.

=93THAT =91tis precisely what I=92d like tae know!=94 Mac advanced on = him, looking like a black thundercloud.=A0 =93Who the hell are ye tae come mucking = around in me simulation?=A0 Now I=92m gonntae need tae start the whole blasted = thing over again.=94=A0 She got right in his face.=A0 =93Did Scotty put ye up tae = this?=94 she asked suspiciously.=A0 It wouldn=92t be the first time Taylor had = tweaked her program to toss something totally off the wall at her. =A0 "Who the hell am I? I should be asking the who the hell are you? I = booked this holodeck and now you running about like some undercover fruit nut messing up my simulation." Pierre took a breather. "And who the hell is Scotty?"

=93Lieutenant Scott Taylor, my TO,=94 she informed him.=A0 =93And *I* = had this holodeck booked for covert infiltration training.=A0 Which ye = ruined.=94=A0 Her Scottish accent deepened when she got riled.=A0 =93I am never going tae = hear the end of this,=94 she declared and placed her hands on her hips, her = fingers strumming lightly along their fronts.=A0=20 =A0 Pierre started to swear in French as he pulled up his robes to find his PADD. He whipped it out finally and shoved it into her face. "Well your infiltration simulation has gone way over time, its now my turn to = conquer this pathetic little Island." His fingers pointing to the Holocron on = the PADD.

MacAlister grabbed his hand before it and the PADD got too close.=A0 She = did glance at it, and then quirked a brow as she carefully turned it back towards him.=A0 =93Aye, it does say ye have the time allocated,=94 she = agreed and let his hand and the PADD go.=A0 =93But then I have a PADD that says the = same thing about my time.=A0 I=92m nae even half way through my = simulation.=A0 And this=85=94 she waved to their combined programs.=A0 =93Should nae be = happening.=94 =A0 "There I would have to agree with you." Pierre said as he put away his PADD.=A0"And what is really strange=A0is that the computer told me this = holodeck was open."

=93Aye well now=85=A0 And the computer has us =85. Mingled.=A0 So I = dinnae think I=92ll be trusting anything it says till =91tis checked out properly,=94 she = announced decisively.=A0 =93And me program that yers has infiltrated,=94 she added = for good measure.

"I think we need to pay somebody a visit who can help clear up this = little matter." Pierre said. "Shall we go pay her a visit?"

=93Who might that be?=94 MacAlister asked curiously. =A0 "The computer boffin with that=A0little Krystal=A0fairy of hers. I = believe that this is her forte."

=93A fae?=A0 Ach now, =91tis naught possible.=A0 The little folk dinnae = exist,=94 she assured him.=A0 =93=92Tis a myth.=94 =A0 "That=92s what I thought." Pierre stated. "Till recently that is. I = think we go visit her and get her to clean up our programmes and see what just happened and why I saw that this holodeck was open."

=93Aye,=94 MacAlister nodded.=A0 =93Might as well.=A0 I=92ll have tae = reschedule my test tae another time anyway.=A0 I cannae finish it like this,=94 she waved a = very descriptive hand to encompass the frozen program. "Let's be off then," = she nodded and turned to head out the arch after calling for it.

The Banshee vs the Arrogant Arse "
By: Krystal, Hologram, [RNPC]
Margaret Rose MacAlister , Marine CO, [RNPC]
Maxine Lucinda Tapert, Computer Specialist, [PC]
Pierre D'Aubigne, Flight Control Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58208.13 1030

Pierre was fuming. He was assured that his holoprogram was in full order. He had booked that holodeck for the purposes of recreation and now here he was, storming through the ship with a stranger in tow. He was using all sorts of French cuss words for all sorts of situations and he was spewing them out so quickly he didn't think that the translators were keeping up.

Madge had been listening to him rant as they walked and finally couldn't contain herself any longer. She chuckled and shook her head. "Ye swear like a Marine, laddie," she informed him. "If ye dinnae relax ye're going tae pop a valve."

"I was going to be a marine, but it turned out the CO called me a pansy ass Frenchman, I punched him and that was my career over. Hence me piloting Starships."

"Ach now laddie. Marines have tae take all kinds of abuse from their CO's," she told him with another amused chuckle. "'Tis all part of the training," she added as she tugged the dark cap off her head and tucked it into her belt. "Toughen's us up," she nodded, chuckling again and raising a hand to brush back the short red hairs that curled around her face.

Pierre saw the mop of red hair and he felt the urge to kick into seduce mode yet once again. The curse of being French he always called it. "No, there is toughening up and then there is just plain rude. He was worse than both." He said as they arrived at the Computer Core, deciding not to go down the road of seduction.

"Tsk, tsk. We're a rude lot, some say," the Major laughed and watched as the doors to the Computer Core swished opened.

Maxine turned from her console to look at the pair who just entered and her brow raised up. "Crikey. Are we under attack?" she stared at MacAlister's outfit and camouflage painted face.

"It's a BANSHEE!" Krystal squealed as she fluttered out from behind Max and pointed to Madge.

Major MacAlister blinked and then lifted her hand to rub at her eyes a bit, and did a double take as she stared at the animated pixie. "Sweet Mother help us," she murmured. The shock of seeing Krystal totally negated the effect of being called a banshee.

"Stifle, Pixie," Maxine lifted a hand to flick the hologram, disrupting her pixels and scattering them for a moment.

"Iiieeeeeyyyeee!" the little hologram shook like a dog when she came back together. "I hate that."

Pierre watched the whole affair. He wanted to get this all back on track, even though the Pixie always amused him. "Oui mademoiselle Krystal, banshee that she is, but that is not why we are here. We need to talk to Maxine about certain computer related issues."

"I'll be begging yer pardon now, laddie. I am NOT a banshee," Madge informed him and straightened to her full six foot. "'Tis nae winning any brownie points ye are," she added.

Maxine giggled and Krystal fluttered close by. "Uhm.. What seems to be your problem?" Max asked and tucked an errant strand of hair behind her ear..

Pierre eyed the Marine officer. "Brownie points? This English language." He muttered. "Our problem is that our holoprograms became..." he looked for the word. "Joined. What is happened?" he continued.

MacAlister arched a brow at him when he eyed her, her deep blue gaze clearly asking if he had a problem.

"Joined?" Maxine looked confused.

"What th' lad means, is that my program was running, he inserted his, and th' computer mingled them together, taking parts from each tae form a working whole," Madge explained.

"Oh." Maxine's confusion seemed to deepen. "That can't 'appen. What 'olodeck were y'using?"

"First thing." he turned to Madge. "Do I look like a 'lad' to you? You see this?" he scratched at his chin, "is stubble, which will be grey very shortly at this rate, and secondly, it was holodeck one I believe."

"T'was two," Madge corrected him, never taking her eyes from him. "Maybe ye got th' bloody wrong holodeck, *laddie*," she smirked.

"Is the program still running?" Maxine asked.

"Two?" Pierre looked to the PADD. "That's what I said. With you going on like a banshee, how am I supposed to keep track of all the things that have been said? AAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHH! INCOMPETENCE!"

"Incompetence? Who? Ye? Now laddie, I woudnae call ye incompetent. Just a wee bit DAFT!" Madge told him. "Ye should think before ye speak," she added with a smirk.

Maxine looked from them to Krystal, and back. "Uhmm. is the program still running?" she asked again.

"Daft? Me? And I'm incompetent?" Listen, Lassie," Pierre spat back in French. "Have you lost your mind completely? I was talking about you."

"ME?? Why in the bloody hell would you call ME incompetent? I didn't get the bloody holodeck number wrong. You did." Madge answered him in French. "YOU, *LADDIE*, are an arrogant arse."

By this point, it was hard to tell if Maxine wanted to laugh or throttle them both, and the universal translator was starting to give her a headache. "'ellooooo." she waved a hand to try and get their attention. "Is the program still running?"

"Arrogant? Listen to me Banshee woman of the Moors, this is not about me getting wrong numbers, that's irrelevant. It's about you going over time and messing up MY holodeck program." Pierre responded back, not phased by her grasp of the French language.

"Banshee woman of the Moors???" Madge was flabbergasted and continued to speak in French. "I did NOT mess up your program, laddie. YOU messed up mine when you stuck your blasted tin soldiers in the midd-"

"CHILDREN!" Max was definitely past laughing and heading into throttling. Or maybe it was laughing and just looked like throttling. Krystal was rolling around on the computer console giggling..

"WHAT?" They spoke in unison and both turned at the same time to look at Maxine when she shouted.

"Did.. You.. Leave.. The.. Program.. Running?" Max asked slowly, enunciating each word as if they might not understand her.

Madge turned back to Pierre. "Well, did ye?"

"Oh hell I don't know. Would you like to go for a walk back and check?"

"Aye, I suppose we best," Madge nodded.

"Finally," Maxine sighed heavily and grabbed her things.

"I still think she looks like a Banshee," Krystal added as they left the Computer Core.

Challenges #55"
By: Jelly Goldman , NPC nurse , [NPC]
Patia Zoei, Chief Counselor, [PC]

Stardate: 58208.13 1445

Studying her perfectly manicured nails, although they were much shorter then when she arrived, they still looked good. Jelly doodled before Patia's door.

She hadn't scheduled for a meeting but she needed to talk to some one before she was going to loose her mind. The gruesome working hours Dane had assigned to her were getting to Jelly.

Softly she knocked at the door.

Zoei glanced up from the file she was reviewing. A glance at her daily schedule showed she was clear of appointments for the remainder of the day. "Enter," she called.

"Sorry Ms Zoei, I know I haven't scheduled anything but I need to talk to someone."

"Fortunately, my schedule is clear for the afternoon. What can I help you with?" she asked. She leaned back in her chair and observed the new arrival's mannerisms while she waited for the reply.

Jelly pouted her lips and studied her nails. "Well Ma'am I want a new assignment. I do not want to work in sickbay anymore.

Zoei looked quizzical. "I am not sure I understand. Sickbay was planned to be your assignment when you first came on board. Why wouldn't you want to work there?"

"Well it's the smell you see." she said with a prissy voice. She had kept her head lowered and glanced through her long eyelashes at Patia.

One eyebrow arched. "The smell? I am not sure I understand. Ensign, sickbays are pretty universal in their smells. This couldn't have been a surprise to you, could it? Or is there something more?"

"Well you see it's the Doctor you know, she has me doin'all these task and and...

"What sorts of tasks has she assigned to you?" Zoei asked.

Jelly sighed. "I had to re-arrange all surgical equipment and filing of the patient charts. Then with the training she made sure I got the worst accident." Jelly exaggerated a little of course but the fact was that after the holodeck training she hadn't been able to sleep. She constantly saw the face of the injured crewmember behind her eyes. The one she had nearly killed by giving the wrong medication.

"Was Dr. Dane assigning you tasks that benefit the entire medical department?" She leaned back slightly in her chair.

"I guess so, but ..... Jelly replied still with a whining voice.

"Training isn't supposed to be easy, Ensign. Would you want the first severe injury you treated to be one on a living, breathing member of this crew? Or would you rather this be something you had practiced before, in a simulation, where the decisions you make won't have a drastic impact on those around you?"

Jelly pouted her lips and stuck her chin in the air. "She could have told me..."

"Do you feel that the problems you are having with Dr. Dane are related to the fact that she is in a position of authority over you?"

Jelly shrugged, "At home my father always told me what to do... "I am a very pleasant person to be with Ms Zoei, only Doctor Dane thinks other wise. I even went to the Captain to complain but he refused to listen to me.

"Ensign, do you understand the chain of command?" Zoei asked.

Jelly rolled her eyes. "He asked me the same. Of course I do... It's just that... well I learned that if one wants to get things done you have to go to the person who can make it happen."

"The person who can make things happen for you is your immediate command, Ensign. Going around, or over, that person isn't going to fix your problem unless you have exhausted all possibilities with your superior. If I had a problem working with you, who would you want me to talk about that problem with?"

Jelly bit her lower lip and frowned. "Me?" she said hesitantly.

"I would want the same. Truth be known, my feelings would be hurt if someone went to my superior rather than to me with a problem they had with me," Zoei commented.

"I don’t know Ms Zoei but she looks at me as if I am ..... oh I don't know.. she doesn't like me."

"Maybe you two don't know how to communicate with each other. You come from different backgrounds, have different expectations, it is natural to have hurdles to overcome in communication. You just need to work on it. I would suggest you sit down with her and have a chat about how things are going for you."

Jelly nodded. "I understand, ... she did try to tell me that I shouldn’t be to worried about the mistake I made during the training and that it was just something I needed to learn. But you know Ms Zoei, it seems that she pushes me harder then the rest, and to be honest I do not know if I can handle that. Sure I can talk to her but don't you think I would let her down then?"

"I think it would be better to talk so you know what the other is thinking rather than guessing at what would let her down. You never know, you might be surprised." Zoei smiled encouragely.

"I will certainly try Ms Zoei," Jelly said with a small smile. "It can not be all that bad hey?" She stood up and walked to the door. "Thanks for listing and next time I will make an appointment."

She shook her head lightly. "As long as I am not seeing a patient, my door is always open."

Dinnerdate or Examination "
By: Pierre D'Aubigne, Flight Control Officer, [PC]
Teilani Dane, Chief Medical Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58208.13 1500

Pierre arrived at the sickbay after he had finished his discussion with the captain. He hadn't thought of the Apache and her defection in years, but he was still enthralled by it all.

He entered the sickbay, saw that it was quiet. And in the only way that Pierre knew how, "Anybody here!"

Teilani stood up when she heard someone calling and stepped out of her office. "Hello may I help you?"

He was speechless at first. He was captivated by the fact that this womanwas beautiful, so he decided he had to do something. However his problem was that his ability to charm had its own mind, and this point wasn't too sure if he could do it. "I take it you're Doctor Dane." He finally managed to muster.

Teilani tilted her head a little. "Indeed I am, and I have the pleasure of addressing?"

"Pierre D'Aubigne, Flight Control." He said standing to attention without actually realizing it.

"Bonjour," Teilani said with a smile. "Do you have your medical records with you, because I don't believe Maquis HQ has forward them to us yet.

"Bonjour mademoiselle. And that I do." He said as he handed over a PADD with all that information."

"Please make yourself comfortable." she said gesturing to a empty biobed and taking her tricorder from the shelf. "So are there any medical issues I should be aware off?"

"Well, according to the last CMO I worked with, he said that my ego was a medical condition. I thought he was joking."

Teilani chuckled. "I am sure he didn't mean anything by it. So how do you like our little ship?" she asked running the handscanner along Pierre's body.

"I'm pretty sure he did mean it, the old bag. But I'm liking the ship and it is taking some getting used to."

"Have you been in deepspace before?"

"I have, a really crappy place if you ask me." He looked at the doctor. "And what is your story?

Teilani arched an eyebrow. Apparently the other doctor was right she thought. " I am the ships doctor, what more is there to tell?"

"A whole lot more. There is more to being than just being doctor." Pierre responded.

"Well what would you like to know?" she asked.

"Tell you what," Pierre said, "This is not the time or the place, how about over dinner?"

Teilani arched an eyebrow. It had been a while since she had dinner with some other crewmembers, let alone a male one. "Sure why not. How about tomorrow night, round 7?"

Pierre smiled. "Certainly, that does sound like a plan."

She turned around and downloaded Pierre's medical information in the sickbay's database. "Well Mr Aubergine, it seems that you are cleared for duty.

"D'Aubigne." Pierre corrected silently. He was also a bit disappointed by her lack of answers to his question. He sprung up from the biobed. "Well thank you doctor. Anything else you require from me?"

"Not at the moment. Thank you." she replied.

"Well then, let me get settled in." He smiled as he made his way from the sickbay.

Teilani shook her head invisibly, it looked like if the latest crewmembers became younger by the day.

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