From: mgoto@indiana.edu (Masako Goto)
Date: Wed, 5 Mar 1997 17:19:06 -0500 (EST)
Subject: USS CHESAPEAKE: After Dinner Hour

SD 90305.2113 (GMT)
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Science Lab 2
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MD 1.2205
	Anne walked into the newly set up Mathematics and Logic 
Division with an air of exuberant confidence she was far from feeling. 
She had the distinct impression that she had made a complete idiot of 
herself in front of a majority of the Senior Officers.  She shrugged.  
She supposed that an idiot would be more easily accommodated than a 
psychotic.
	"Good evening, Lieutenant," said Serak, mysteriously appearing, 
it seemed, out of nowhere.  "I trust that the laboratory is set up to 
your liking, sir?"
	"Ye-es, i suppose so, Mr. Serak." Anne looked around at the
lab, generic computer terminals sitting in clusters of fours.  "I see 
you kept the bunsen burners," she commented.
	"Yes, sir... we're having them taken out tomorrow morning..."
	"Keep them, Mr. Serak." She fixed him with one of her 
commanding looks.  "I want you to keep the bunsen burners in here.  I 
want you to remember," she explained clearly, "what Department you are 
serving."
	She looked around at the large laboratory.  She went down a
corridor leading from it to the four offices in the suite, then 
strolled back to the laboratory.  Serak was still sitting at his 
console, but his eyes followed her every movement.
	"Mr. Serak," said Anne, finally stopping by the Vulcan's
console, "I want your department to look into programming the 
replicators to produce more... *texturally acceptable* food.  Some of 
the protein sources are especially... tough."
	To ask a vegeterian to cook up better meat was no easy feat.
	"Sir," said Serak, his expression somber, "I fail to see what
possible significance this assignment has..."
	Anne held up her hand.
	"You volunteered for this division, Mr. Serak," she reminded
him, "and you did so because you wanted to use logic in everyday life.
Well, now you have the perfect opportunity." She planted her full gaze
on him for five full seconds before heading for the door.  "See that
you and your staff use your logic to come up with a satisfacory 
solution by 1500 hours tomorrow, Mr. Serak," she added vver her 
shoulder as she went out.
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Computer and Intelligence Sciences Division Main Lab
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MD 1.2215
	"Mr. Cassidy," said Anne, recognizing the young man from his
hologram in his file, "please come with me.  I want to talk with you."
	"Y-yes, sir." Still shook up, it seemed.  Cassidy was one
of the younger cadets, only seventeen.  He shuffled forward slowly.
	"Go on, Dar," encouraged Alexei Prokofiev, three years his
senior.  "She's not going to bite, y'know."
	"Don't be so sure about that, Mr. Prokofiev," commented Anne,
waiting rather impatiently for Cassidy to gather up his PADDs.  She
led the young man to one of the offices in the suite.
	"Please sit down," she said, more an order than an invitation.
Cassidy perched at the end of the chair.  Anne sat down at the desk
across from him.  She needed to let him know that she was approachable.
	"Mr. Cassidy," she said very quietly, "what is the proper
procedure for conducting turbolift voice input system diagnostics?"
	"I -- I don't know, sir," confessed Cassidy, his face flushing.
	"I thought as much," said Anne softly.  "You just wanted 
something to do, I take it," she offered.  The cadet nodded gratefully. 
She sighed to herself.  It was so hard to scold someone who meant well, 
especially now, when she was so painfully aware of how aggressive she 
could be without even trying.
	"Mr. Cassidy," said Anne, still quietly, "there is one thing 
you must learn and memorize before you go back into the laboratory, and
it is this: *always* get clearance from your superior officer first.
Always.  There are only two occasions when you do not do that.  One is
during an imminent all-system failure alert and the other is when
all of your superior officers are... incapacitated.  Do you get my
meaning, Mr. Cassidy?"
	Cassidy nodded dumbly.
	"Say it in your own words, Mr. Cassidy."
	"I'm not supposed to run any diagnostics without authorization
unless the computer's about to blow or when everybody above me in
the Science chain of command is dead."
	"Yes," said Anne, pleased by the prompt reply.  "That is
entirely correct." She paused.  "It is also customary," she said, her
tone resuming its soft timbre, "to warn the potential users of the
system being tested.  In such a place as this, where every little thing
seems to be controlled by computers, it is vitally important to know
when the computer systems are working and when they're not."
	Cassidy nodded, again dumbly.
	"All right," said Anne, standing up.  "It's late, and you've
had an eventful evening.  Go get some rest, and I'll see you in the
morning.  And, Mr. Cassidy..."
	"Yes, sir?"
	"*Please* don't test the turbolifts until I give you my mark."
	"Aye, sir."
	Anne left the laboratory with a sense of well-being.  The
kids could be too much sometimes, she reflected.  They could run
unauthorized diagnostics, break an oxygen dispenser, get their arm
broken, do all sorts of unmentioned and unmentionable things...
but she loved them so much.  She only hoped that they knew that, too.
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Murray's quarters
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MD 1.2230
	 said the computer when Anne
asked for messages.
	"Display index," said Anne automatically.
	One from Serak announcing move, another from Ensign Keyrin 
telling her not to sweat the questions, a short message from Fielding
detailing the doings of the Beta shift science officers, and a message
from Cassidy expressing his sincere apologies for conducting the
turbolift diagnostics at such an inopportune time.
	"Murray to Cadet Daryll Cassidy's quarters," said Anne.
	 said a young man, appearing in front of the view 
screen. It wasn't Cassidy, but he looked somewhat familiar.  Suddenly, 
Anne felt a chill.  It was none other than Ben Kirko.
	"Oh, good evening, Mr. Kirko," said Anne, trying not to sound
nervous.  "How are you?"
	 replied Kirko.
	"I must have the wrong room, I'm sorry," said Anne.  "I was
calling Daryll Cassidy..."
	 said Kirko.  
	"Thank you, Mr. Kirko," said Anne.  "Please let him know --
or have his roommate inform him -- that I called and that I received
his message.  Please let him know... that it's all right."
	 Kirko was wise enough not to question the order,
Anne noticed.
	"You take care of yourself, Mr. Kirko," said Anne.  "Be sure
you go to those combat sessions."
	 promised Kirko.
	"Good night, Mr. Kirko."
	
	She looked again at the message index after Kirko had 
disappeared from the view screen and made a terrible face.  That pesky 
message that she had tried to delete earlier was back; only, this time, 
it wasn't n-1, it was n-5.
	How could that be?
	Then she nodded in sudden realization.  Of course, a random
order scrambling program.  She used to use them on her more devious
students to make sure that they wouldn't learn to avoid a particular
message by ignoring the message ID number.
	"Very funny, computer.  I'm just not in the mood right now,"
she said, pushing her chair back under her desk.  "I've made enough
trouble for myself already, thank you very much.  Good night, 
computer."
	
	Anne narrowed her eyes, hoping that Cassidy wasn't running
a diagnostic on the personal terminals now.
	
	The lights dimmed.
Respectfully submitted,
Masako Goto
Lt. Anne Murray, Ph.D.
CSciO
USS CHESAPEAKE NCC-31813
*NRPG*
All: Hi, just tying up some loose ends here before I forgot to stop
     by at the science lab...
Amy, Melvin, Takako: You're not off the hook yet... I am a strong
                     believer in Backposts for a Good Cause!  
Chris, Lynnaea: I was just re-reading some of my previous posts, and
	        I have to say this -- okay, I lied.  Psychometric
                measurements *can* hurt... but maybe not *physically.*
James: Thanks for the cool line!  :)  I don't know if she'll ever go
       see your character, :< but I enjoy reading your posts!  :) :)
       Do I want to know *which* Barney music you were referring to?
About Timeline:
Yup, you guessed it, this was another excuse for writing this post!
It's timeline update time again, and I wanted to let you know
that I've inserted a couple of conjectured times.
1. Dinner dispersion; this is based on James's post in which the
   Counselor is back in her quarters by 2206.  I rounded the end
   of dinner to 2200.
2. Arrival of officers at the dinner: I noted who appeared first
   in the room; the rest followed in chronological order.  Again,
   time is merely conjecture.  I had Ledoux report five minutes
   after most everyone else because shy people who don't like social
   functions are not likely to arrive very early.
3. Arrival of Keyrin and Murray: sorry, Lynnaea, even though Keyrin
   told Murray to go on ahead in, she decided to wait for her outside
   in the corridor.   It worked better with Amy's post to move it
   to around 2110.  I hope you don't mind.
4. Dinner discussions: this is mostly based on James's post.  Amy,
   I am assuming that our conversation takes place after your       
   conversation with Keyrin and Tats-Marush is done.  Question,       
   everybody: is this supposed to be a sit-down dinner?  Because if it 
   is, I'm going to have to figure out how in the world Ledoux and    
   Murray escape to a nice little corner of the room without anyone's  
   noticing.
5. The timeline is starting to look like a sort of benign monster.  If
   anyone wants me to post each characters' timeline separately from
   time to time, please let me know and I'll do that.

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USS CHESAPEAKE Timeline v. 1.3 (last updated 90305.2213)
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MD 01.0700 CAPT Bell reports to CINCGREEN
MD 01.0715 CDR Brennan reports to CINCGREEN
MD 01.0730 Bell and Brennan board CHESAPEAKE
MD 01.0745 LCDR th'Tellan reports to CINCGREEN
MD 01.0800 LT Murray reports to CINCGREEN
MD 01.0845 LT Murray reports to CAPT Bell in Ready Room
MD 01.0900 Murray inspects Science Department
MD 01.0915 ENS Keyrin reports to CINCGREEN
	   LT(jg) DawnFire to-Ennien boards CHESAPEAKE
MD 01.0930 Bell takes care of business in Ready Room
	   Brennan on the Bridge
	   LT(jg) DawnFire to-Ennien inspects quarters
	   Murray expounds on Meaning of Modern Science in SOC
MD 01.0935 Bell and Brennan speak in Ready Room
MD 01.0945 Keyrin boards CHESAPEAKE
MD 01.1000 LCDR Ledoux reports to CINCGREEN
MD 01.1015 ENS Keyrin reports to CDR Brennan on Bridge
MD 01.1030 Keyrin settles into her quarters
	   Ledoux still on DELTA, feeling depressed
MD 01.1100 Ledoux boards CHESAPEAKE
MD 01.1130 Ledoux inspects quarters, reads mail
	   Murray has lunch with her department's Resource Manager
MD 01.1200 Ledoux heads toward Bridge
	   Tats-Marush heads for CHESAPEAKE
MD 01.1205 Tats-Marush beams aboard CHESAPEAKE
	   Tats-Marush inspects quarters, reads mail
MD 01.1210 LCDR Ledoux reports to CDR Brennan on the Bridge
MD 01.1220 Ledoux heads toward sickbay
MD 01.1230 Murray holds Science Department Meeting
MD 01.1240 Ledoux settles into her office, has another crying spell
MD 01.1300 Keyrin holds Security/Tactical Department Meeting
	   (in Conference Room 3A)
MD 01.1315 LT(jg) Tats-Marush reports to CDR Brennan in XO's office
MD 01.1330 Brennan and Tats-Marush's discussion draws to a close
MD 01.1400 Brennan visits the Science Department
MD 01.1415 Brennan reads messages, calls twin at ALPHA in quarters
MD 01.1445 Murray chats with aCSciO in her office
MD 01.1500 Keyrin adjourns SEC/TAC meeting
	   aCSciO contacts Murray in her quarters about PS Lab
MD 01.1505 Ledoux takes care of things in her quarters
MD 01.1510 Murray arrives on Deck 17
MD 01.1515 Murray sends injured crewman to Sickbay
	   aCMO tends to crewman in Sickbay
	   th'Tellan boards CHESAPEAKE
MD 01.1530 Murray and aCSciO speak in her office
MD 01.1545 Murray and aCSciO meet with Keyrin in the CSO's office
MD 01.1550 th'Tellan checks mail in quarters
MD 01.1555 Keyrin and Murray head for Deck 6
MD 01.1600 Murray settles into quarters
MD 01.1630 Keyrin reads mail in quarters, calls mother
	   Murray reads mail (in quarters)
MD 01.1645 Murray visits injured crewman in Sickbay
MD 01.1700 th'Tellan holds OPS department meeting in conference room
MD 01.1730 Ledoux checks in with sickbay again, looks over Kirko
MD 01.1830 Tats-Marush looks over Ens. Abromowitz in Counselor's Office
MD 01.1900 Murray submits status report to Brennan in XO's office
MD 01.1940 Murray reads mail in quarters, writes to cousin
MD 01.2000 Murray speaks with th'Tellan on Bridge
MD 01.2020 Murray and th'Tellan's discussion draws to a close
MD 01.2030 Keyrin prepares for dinner in her quarters
	   Ledoux prepares for dinner in her quarters
	   Murray notifies math and logic chairman of room change
MD 01.2045 Murray prepares for dinner in her quarters
MD 01.2050 Keyrin and Murray ride Turbolift 3 to Officer's Mess
	   Tats-Marush helps set up for dinner in Officer's Mess
	   Brennan arrives in Officer's Mess
	   th'Tellan arrives in Officer's Mess
MD 01.2055 Ledoux arrives in Officer's Mess
MD 01.2100 Senior Officers' Dinner in Officer's Mess
MD 01.2105 Murray interrogates Keyrin on the way to dinner
MD 01.2110 Bell arrives in Officer's Mess
MD 01.2120 Brennan and th'Tellan converse
	   Keyrin makes mental notes and observations about fellow crew
           Murray interrogates Ledoux
           Tats-Marush engage Bell and Keyrin in conversation
MD 01.2130 Ledoux leaves dinner
MD 01.2200 Dinner ends
MD 01.2205 Murray goes to Math & Logic Dept.
MD 01.2206 Tats-Marush meets with aCNS in her quarters
MD 01.2215 Murray goes to Comp Sci Dept.
MD 01.2230 Murray calls cadet's room from her quarters
MD 02.0545 Keyrin sends message to Brennan requesting meeting
MD 02.0630 Brennan and Keyrin discuss status report in XO's office
MD 02.0650 Brennan and Keyrin's discussion draws to a close
MD 02.0705 Keyrin heads back to quarters
MD 02.1130 Keyrin and Torr discuss matters in CSO's office
MD 02.1430 Keyrin submits status report to Brennan in XO's office