From: rneces@mastnet.net (Lynnaea AelCaymarth)
Date: Fri, 28 Feb 1997 07:21:09 -0600 (CST)
Subject: USS CHESAPEAKE:  "I Just Want Everyone to Remain Calm." 

SD 90228.1250
MD 1.1545
Scene:  CSO's Office
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        Ensign Aelyria Keyrin gazed calmly at the pale and worn woman
sitting before her, Lieutenant Anne Murray.  
        *This woman is a basketcase.  Pure and simple.  Oh, ye gods, these
abstract scientific types...* 
        Aelyria settled herself at her desk, motioned for her assistant to
have a seat beside her, and said, "Now.  What's say you tell me everything
that just happened?"  
[Ten minutes later.]
        Keyrin leaned back in her chair, chewing her lip thoughtfully.  "Well, 
Lieutenant, quite frankly, I don't think you should be all that upset -- not
with your own actions, at any rate." 
        Murray was shocked.  "But --- but I injured someone, and -"  
        Aelyria leaned forward on her desk, a quite serious expression on
her face.  "We all knew when we enlisted in Starfleet that it was a military
career that posed physical hazards.  Considering the man's combat training,
he should take it as a sign that he needs to brush up on his reflex reactions.
        "And,"  she added, her voice turning conspiratorial and a small
smile crossing her face, "if my staff did the same thing, I'd have reacted
just as you did.  God forbid that should ever happen in *security*, mind
you." She waggled a finger.
        Assistant Derek looked very satisfied.  "What next?"  he asked.
        Aelyria sighed, looking out the window at the starbase below, and
considered.  "Once you consider the oxygen dispenser to be repaired and
everything to be put back into ... some semblance of order,"  she said
wryly, "please call me and I'll have my team inspect the lab to make sure
there are no other security risks on the ship.  And Lt. Murray -- you might
want to take this opportunity to go over the established emergency protocols
in your department and hammer them into those young minds a bit more."  She
chuckled.
        Anne still looked perplexed, and Aelyria felt the stirrings of
compassion.  *We're all so stressed, trying to get this ship running.  Some
R&R would do this one some good.*  
        Her voice softened.  "Lieutenant.  You've had a rough day.  Why
don't you go back to your quarters, shower, and get a bite to eat?  Discuss
things further with your assistant and let *him* get the lab back into
order.  If you still feel guilty about Kirko, then check on him in sickbay
and have a talk with the counselor when he reports in."  
        Relieved, Murray smiled up at Aelyria, and Aelyria found herself
smiling back.  *Okay.  So maybe she's a basketcase for a good reason.*  She
crossed around the desk and gestured to the door as Murray stood.  
        "Keyrin to Torr.  Whatcha up to?"  
        <> 
        "In my office, please, when you hit a break point.  Keyrin out." 
        Keyrin, Murray, and Derek discussed further details of getting the
Science department running again until the door opened to reveal Torr.  
        "Do me a favor, Torr, and please head down to the science lab with
Derek here and do a quick security run-through?  No leaks, no malfunctions,
and..."  Aelyria couldn't restrain herself.  "...God knows, no hull damage,
K?"  
        Torr grinned back at her.  "Yes sir."  The two men vanished through
the door.  
        Aelyria turned to Murray.  "Why don't I walk you down to your
quarters.  Deck Six?  Great.  Not too far from mine..." 
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NRPG:  Masako -- here ya go.  *G*  Murray's not such a bad sort as you make
her out to be, I think. *wink* 
All:  If Aelyria and [your PC's name here] haven't met yet, feel free to
invent something to throw them together, or we'll meet at that dinner party
later.  *smile*  Which should prove fun... 

Respectfully submitted, 
Lynnaea AelCaymarth, aka
Ensign Aelyria Keyrin
CSO, USS CHESAPEAKE
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