Installations

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"Leave visible panty lines, and no one wants that,"

"Of course not." He replied absent-mindedly, a tad preoccupied with the idea of Etaera in some compromising positions, showing off her underwear. He had to admit, for a Trill - she was rather attractive. Though her face was far too hairless and smooth for his liking. Besides, the idea that she was a man in another life was also a curious idea. He could not see it. She was far too feminine in her mannerisms but she did have a bit of a manly swagger.

"Sure,"

"I'll be back momentarily. Just keep the officers in check, I'll continue the operation when I return." He instructed - less than subtley telling her not to touch anything. He wouldn't trust his engineering in the hands of the director of the engineering corps.

"I would've thought you to be a yellow ducky guy, not a red heart man."

"Hil-arious, Governer." He gave the man two sarcastic claps before disappearing into his office. It took him a few moments to change as the underwear was particularly tight. Apparently, of all their powers, Q were useless at getting sizes correctly. He emerged a few minutes later, dressed in a brand spanking new uniform. His wasn't of the standard design though. It sported a seperate top to the bottom to accomadate his size and there was a pocket on the right breast sporting several tools of mechanical use. He moved straight to the central station, politely taking Etaera's place. As polite as he could be, that was.

"Mackinaw, apologies for the delay. Initiating tractor transfer." He commed, recieving an acknowledgement from the ship's captain. As the station took control, Gavum glanced to his side to size up Tazer.

"Was there something you wanted?"

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"Hil-arious, Governer."

All that got from Tazer was an innocent smile.

"Actually, now that you mention it, a few of my previous hosts were fond of silk boxers. They don't work very well with the women's jumpsuit though. Leave visible paty lines, and no one wants that."

Tazer raised an eyebrow. "Actually, you're wrong. Visible panty lines are a good indicator for-" He clamped his mouth shut.

"Did you see a pancake vendor?"

"Unfortunately not. Maybe you should put an ad in a trade mag to fulfill that niche. So, what's with the piglizard, anyway?"

"He had a very important visitor. A very powerful man."

"Oh? Who?" He twisted his upper body slightly so he could access the console nearby. There were no notes about visiting dignitaries. By the time he was done checking, Gavum had returned, looking all shiny and new. Well, sort of.

"Was there something you wanted?"

"Seia," he repeated. "But the Captain tells me she's off-duty right now. I have something I want to show her." More than one thing, actually.

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"Just keep the officers in check, I'll continue the operation when I return."

"Of course, sir," she responded. Perhaps she really did need to sit down with the man and have a chat about just what it was that extra pip meant. Perhaps where he came from the line between Commander and Captain was a bit fuzzy. But while Etaera was relatively laid back about a great many things, she did not take her authority being questioned or usurped very well. She chose her officers based on which knew when to cross the line and correct her, and when not to.

"Hil-arious, Governer."

After Gavum disappeared, Etaera shook her head, bemused. "I suppose we should both be thanking ourselves that the Commander doesn't believe in 'going commando' as the humans say. And know one wants to see a woman who wears boxers under her uniform," she added. She knew that it wasn't something that any of her male hosts had wanted to see. There was modesty, and then there was being out of touch with one's femininity. Boxers solidly fit in the latter category.

"Oh? Who?"

"A Q," Etaera said, watching him curiously to see signs of recognition at the name. "I believe he's gone... for now. Short of the wardrobe malfunction he hasn't caused any trouble, so I'm going to take the stance of cautious observation." Hopefully, the Q didn't find the station all that interesting. Though he didn't seem that threatening, she knew that was something that could change very quickly.

"I have something I want to show her."

"Oh, I bet you do," Etaera responded innocently. She was relatively certain that she knew exactly what Tazer was looking to show her. Etaera wished she wasn't Captain for a moment. It was inappropriate as Captain to place bets on when the sexual harassment complaints against the Governor would start piling in. **Ensign really is the best position on board. Shame you don't realize that until you've got three or more pips on your collar,** she thought to herself.

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"Aaaaand magnetize." THUMP "Good."

"Replacing clamps." Came one voice.

"Habitat level in place." Came a second.

"Seia," he repeated. "But the Captain tells me she's off-duty right now. I have something I want to show her."

"Seia? Ah, Lieutenant Vance." Gavum wasn't one to learn first names as he prefered to keep professionalism with his subordinates. And sometimes he didn't even learn your surname. But Seia had been memorable enough in her abilities for him to make the effort. "Likely drinking away her free time, I'd wager." Leaning over his console, he reached for a PADD then sifted through a list that was displayed on the screen. "She's due to start her next shift within the hour..."

"Why?" he asked, cocking a brow in suspision.

"Begining data uplink." The first voice announced. Tykat instinctively looked to his console to monitor the work. Not too shabby but not the best.

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"I suppose we should both be thanking ourselves that the Commander doesn't believe in 'going commando' as the humans say. And know one wants to see a woman who wears boxers under her uniform."

He chuckled and picked up a random tool. The image of a certain woman wearing only boxers was more than a little intriguing. Gesturing with the object toward where Gavum had disappeared, he added, "I'm sure women from his planet wouldn't mind. Maybe we should hire a female of his species. It might make him less cranky."

"A Q."

The tool slipped out of Tazer's hand and clattered to the floor.

"I believe he's gone... for now. Short of the wardrobe malfunction he hasn't caused any trouble, so I'm going to take the stance of cautious observation."

His face looked troubled and he waited until Gavum entered and got to work before turning to Lin. You can take the cautious observation approach all you want, but the next time he shows up, I want to be informed. Q are dangerous. One terrorized my station for years."

"Seia? Ah, Lieutenant Vance."

"Is there more than one Seia on this station," he asked sarcastically.

"Likely drinking away her free time, I'd wager. She's due to start her next shift within the hour...Why?"

Tazer frowned and glared at the engineer. "Do you always start rumors about your crew," he asked. "I have something I want to show her," he said again.

"Oh, I bet you do."

Reaching down to retrieve the tool he had dropped, he gave her a mischievous grin as he stood. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Captain."

He turned to the computer and queried it for Seia's location. Finding it, he smiled at Gavum and handed him the tool. In a mock, overly friendly voice, he said, "thank you for all your help. I won't take up more of your time. I'm sure you have a lot of work to do." Winking at Etaera, he put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the room, off to find the pretty engineer.

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"It might make him less cranky."

"I hear rumor his wife is on the station," Etaera said. "So chances are that would make him more cranky." Although that might be an interesting interaction to watch, it would ultimately be Etaera's responsibility to clean up. She had enough unavoidable trouble to deal with so she wasn't inclined to make more work for herself.

"One terrorized my station for years."

Etaera was willing to bet that there was a story behind it, but she didn't ask. "Of course. He left shortly after we identified him as a Q. He didn't strike me as being very much like the Q described in previous encounters. More human, if I had to describe it." That was something that was still striking her as odd. Then again, it was suspected that the Q who was so fond of Captain Picard wasn't precisely liked by the rest of the Continuum. Perhaps the rest were somewhat more laidback.

"Do you always start rumors about your crew,"

Etaera wondered for a moment what Gavum would think if his subordinates would have said such a thing about him, but then realized that he likely wasn't the sort to care. Perhaps both Tazer and Gavum could benefit from sensitivity training.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Captain."

"Of course you don't," Etaera said. She shook her head as Tazer departed. "Let me know if our Q friend returns," she said to Gavum. "I have business to attend to in my office." She knew that many of the ships delivering modules would be wanting to have shore leave at the station in the near future, and she needed to speak to Etheron to let him know that many of them would be interested in seeing the planet as well. A Captain's work was never done...

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"Is there more than one Seia on this station,"

"It's a big station." Gavum answered curtly, well aware that Tazer wasn't actually searching for one.

"Do you always start rumors about your crew,"

"If she has any sense she'll be relaxing with the shift that she has ahead of her. There's going to be plenty of systems intergration to be done." Uplinking the computer cores to each other was just the begining. They were massive machines that needed a lot of maitenance and as Gavum wasn't one to tolerate that kind of thing for long - he'd hand it over to her. It was her fault for saying she specialized in the field.

"I have something I want to show her,"

Gavum snorted quietly, a mix of disdain and amusement.

"thank you for all your help. I won't take up more of your time. I'm sure you have a lot of work to do."

"Pleasure." He replied taking the tool back from the governer and tutting at the damage he'd caused by dropping it. Rolling his eyes, he passed it over to Montague - the man he'd already mentally asigned to be his taskmaster. "Fix this." He said before turning to the captain as she spoke.

"Let me know if our Q friend returns," she said to Gavum. "I have business to attend to in my office."

"Captain," he nodded and returned to his work, assuming that she wouldn't need a guide to find the door. "USS Ja'haran, bring the commerce level into place. You know the drill by now." He directed last bit to the various officers who'd been assigned with clamps, tractors and such.

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The commerce level came into place with meticulous timing - hinting the engineering team were starting to get used to the operation. "Don't get too confident..." Gavum warned, seeing a few technicians high fiving at their successful alignment of the sealing magnets. The data upload was complete and the commerce level came into life - flooded with both computing info and atmosphere. It would have been an utter waste of resources to have it habbitable until it had arrived. Artifical gravity then came into place.

"The Ja'haran is heading for the docking bay and the Dynastar is moving into position."

"Alright! This is the one that counts!" Gavum rallied the troops as the home for every single engineer in the room for the next so and so years lined up at the base of the station.

"Clamps released."

"Module in place."

"Magnetize." The Tellarite ordered and the iconic thump signalled it was fixed in place. Though it was quieter that the others as this module was the furtherest from them - it was still rather potent in the air.

"Replacing clamps."

"Begining data-"

"Wait." Gavum held a finger in the air and looked around as if daring the Q to reappear. "Alright... with caution.."

"Begin..ing data upload." The ensign wavered in his voice - expecting the worse to happen.

CRUUUUNNNNCCCHHHH

"What have you done?!" Tykat raced around his console and approached the technician - eyeing up his display. The readings were perfectly acceptable - the uplink was running smoothly and nearing completetion. "Alright, what was that? Report.. someone!"

Finding the answer, one engineer threw a hand to the air to get the commander's attention. "One of the docking arms exploded as the Ja'haran was attempting to dock."

"What?" Tykat questioned, unhappy that any of his systems were failing. "Run a diagnostic. Tykat to Command," he abbreviated. "We are aware of the current situation and are attempting to discover an explanation now." He spoke cooly as his hands darted across a console to disern the answer.

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//"Understood. Preliminary scans seem to suggest that the Ja'haran might have been tampered with. Their Captain is a bit on the upset side at the moment though so tread lightly if you speak to any of his crew,"//

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//"Understood. Preliminary scans seem to suggest that the Ja'haran might have been tampered with. Their Captain is a bit on the upset side at the moment though so tread lightly if you speak to any of his crew,"//

"Acknowledged," he said at the tail end of the comm before terminating it. Gritting his teeth for a moment, he caught his breath - his throat feeling a little scratchy. "Right then." She said cooly, the calm before the storm. "Who messed up?! Con-fess. Things do NOT go wrong in my engineering without blame and consequence." He eyed the crowd of technicians - who had fallen completely silent.

"Perhaps-"

"Yes?" his neck twisted round to one denobulan who had began to speak. "Was this your doing? Assigned to the dockmaster by any chance?"

"No sir," the balding man was quick to get the judgement away from his direction. "I was merely going to point out that perhaps it was just a malfunction of some-"

"Bah!" Gavum cut the man off. "There is always fault to be had... Montague bring up the duty roster." He ordered, causing the hapless ensign to jump into action. "You," Gavum pointed to a female engineer. "Is the diagnostic complete yet?"

"Not yet sir. It's difficult as the primary sensors were disrupted in the blast.. I'm having to use auxilary resources. I'm still compiling data."

"Be quick about it then! The rest of you - get back to work. The modules may be in place but there's still alot of toil and hardship coming your way. On your ways!" The room then halved in populace as everyone went about their assigned tasks.

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"Data uplink complete."

Gavum held a pause in the air before raising both his eyebrows. "I knew it." Shaking his head, he mentally praised himself for sticking to his guns. True, Q's were tricksters not terrorists but they enjoyed fear mongering as much as the next guy. "Have Lieutenant Vance take a look at the computer linkage when she's back on duty. Let's be sure there's nothing wrong." He asked of the on duty computer specialist - who promptly nodded.

"Sir, I could do that now if-"

"Do as I say, Crewman." Gavum insisted. For some reason, he seemed to trust Vance's abilities more than anyone else in the room. With the modules in place - he moved back to the Ja'haran issue. "How's that diagnostic?"

"System analysis complete." She began. "SGE docking equipment was working properly at the time of the explosion. The problem must have originated on the Ja'haran." Gavum couldn't help but smirking. The Ja'haran's systems were not under his duristiction - so the explosion wasn't his fault.

"Good, send your report to Ops."

"Commander, I have the duty roster for you.." Montague finally pipped up, having acquired the list a few minutes ago.

"Well, I don't need it anymore do I, Montague?" Gavum sneered. "It appears that the docking team are working properly.. It's more than what I can say for some of you.." He eyed up the room of faces, rubbing his fingers together menacingly. He liked to keep his engineers on their toes. It avoided silly mistakes. "Don't you have a tractor emitter to repair?"

"Oh! Yes, sir." Montague jumped up, knocking the device he'd just repaired back to the floor.

"Well, get to it. But fix that first."

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[siobhan]

Siobhan entered main engineering just as most of the officers seemed to be leaving. She was of course well aware of the problem caused when the Ja'haran had attempted to dock, in fact everyone on the station probably was at that point going by the racket that had been caused. She had been in the nursery dropping off Ricky at the time and had been forced to stay a little longer than she needed to. He would be a year old in about a months time and she couldn't believe where the time had gone. She wished Chance were still around to see him grow, in fact maybe somewhere he was.

Noticing the Tellarite whom she assumed to be Commander Tykat, chief engineer and her superior, she strode purposfully over to him. She winced as the officer was dressed down for dropping and breaking some kind of device and watched as he picked it up and scurried off. It was going to be a long shift, that was for sure, but at least the carnival would be around for a while yet. She hoped to take Ricky down to the planet tomorrow, but sadly duty came first. For now though, Siobhan straightened herself up, standing tall in front of her superior officer. Despite everything that had happened, she was determined to do well in her duties, if not better than before Chance's loss! Mam's were tough after all, they had to be.

"Lieutenant O'Leary reporting for duty sir!"

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OCC: Siobhan, this thread is now off timeline - this is before the carnival. Feel free to copy and paste your post into a new thread during the Carnival. Tykat will be on the station anyway.

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OOC: Whoops, didn't look finished so I thought there were odds and ends still being sorted during the carnival. My bad!