OFF: I must concur with Karelia. You've lost all decency. This is truly disturbing. We'll be in the pub, keeping our minds out of the gutter.

*Tyn finishes her snack and vanishes once more.*

*Tyn appears on the bar counter top. She rests silently against a post, concentrating entirely on eating a gurthy cheeseburger she stole from Ops.*

OFF: Firstly, happy un-fourth of July to all those who celebrate it. I apologize for lagging at times, my internet and computer aren't always agreeable and cooperative. Even now I cannot sign into my account to access email. I'm having to use Int. Expl. to view this page and post. I'd much like to have a part in this story with Tyn, if at all possible. Any ideas? Thus far, she's appeared before Svensson and hinted towards an intruder....which I assume you've taken into custody? I'll catch up in reading.

"I've seen far more grave in my past millennia, I assure you, Director."
*Tyn throws a cursory glance over her left shoulder and lets a yelp of laughter, 'seeing' something happening in a different location of the base.*
"I had thought Alvesa would have been more elusive. Obviously I was mistaken. Poor girl, didn't stand a chance...Oh! I know what would be marvelous fun! Zhen Voya is due to return from Vulcan in the very near future, and both of us have observed her...distrust for Alvesa. Surely she shall know of her capture here when she is reassigned."
*Tyn's face pulls back into a mischievous smile. With no regard to the other officers staring at them, she places her palms on Svensson's chest and slowly loops her arms about his neck.*
"...miss me,....Peter?"
*She tries desperately to keep a straight face.*
"You never call, or come to see your child. You're a bad father."

"Now, Director, you're quite aware of the situation on Starphoenix that occured some time ago. It would seem that my sibling had been responsible for guiding the Na'jigat there. I sought to subtley help starfleet get Starphoenix back on its feet. The project is almost complete now, so I'll leave it to them to finish up. Besides, the being among them will be of great help."

OFF: Svensson may recall this woman.

*A figure catches the eye of Svensson and he whips around to face her. Tyn smiles innocently and steps toward the center of the room where the men stand.*

"Don't tell me you don't remember me, Director. Did you believe I was a figment of your imagination? Gone for good, perhaps?"

*She smiles to K for a moment*

"There's a rat in your system, Mr. K."

*Tyn appears in the center of the room. The ensigns stare at her for a moment before one speaks up.*

"Ma'am, only starfleet personnel are allowed in the station Ops."

*Tyn seems less interested in their rules for the base and more interested in the technology this new base has incorporated. Two of the Ensigns arm themselves and attempt to escort her. One reaches to grab her arm, but she instantly vanishes and reappears behind them both, snatching their phasers from their hands.*

"She's armed!"

*Though she seems hardly interested in hurting anyone. She vanishes once more, letting the weapons drop, and reappears near the food dispensers. She presses a lit panel next to the opening in the wall.*

"State desired meal."

"...a....a cheeseburger...please."

*A hearty cheeseburger appears on a glass plate. Tyn gasps with joy, grabs her finds, and disappears.*

OFF: So he doesn't go on a wild goose chase, she's been in ops, the replitoire, and now she's off the base and on SS avalon. Good day! http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>

*Tyn appears instantly before the Director, sitting on his desk. Apparently she startles him, as he slides back in his chair with a slight 'ah'. She looks the director over before she slides off the desk and makes over to Brooks. She circles slowly around him for a few seconds, eyeing him closely, before disappearing once more.*

OFF: Please read pages 37-38 of the Lothlorien's current mission in the Starphoenix division.

*Tyn, after glancing around, notices that the entire bar is staring at her...*

"Well, it would seem that the Fleet's tolerance for all races and hospitality does not extend to Q's..."

*She sets her half empty brew down.*

"I'll be leaving..."

*She vanishes instantly, perhaps never to be seen again*

"Excuse me officer, but have I personally offended you in some way? because quite frankly you've been nothing but rude since I came onto this station. I've done nothing to your humanoids' precious station. Terrorism does not hold my interest. Now please, leave me to be at peace with my drink and a few of the guys..."

*Tyn stares at this human, quite irritated, sipping her ale.*

"I told you who I was, then I left. If you believe you're responding to a threat, you're barking up the wrong tree, lady."

*Tyn enters from the turbo lift immediately after Enoch spoke*

"You're absolutely correct, Mr. Enoch. I was just at Starphoenix. They're under heavy attack by an enemy they cannot defend against. so..."

*she plops down into a seat next to him*

"I can say they're all pretty much doomed...unless...ah nevermind. Either way, they've got quite the challenge ahead of them. Starphoenix is lucky it has strong leaders to guide it."

*She waves over a waitress*

"A pint of your best ale, please."