Parker to all present vessels: Set course for Avalon Station. It seems Dantor has been depleted, and they've set sights on what power our vessels have.

OFF: Vorak requested another roll call. Once you report here, please create a character for avalon and post in the docking bay.

OFF: 5 of 9...you're on the station...

*The Spinx continues to beam aboard injured and dying people. Many are transported to the floor, as there are not beds available. Several of them lie unconscious, bleeding from head wounds or gouges in their sides. Many scream in agony, others for their parents or children. Either way, the medical crew has its work cut out for them...*

OFF: Giving you something to do...

Please post with Name, rank, and current position aboard the Lothlorien. (All who fail to do so will receive an email of notification. Should they still not reply, they will be added to the long list of casualties Starphoenix has.)

*shrugs* I thought I had made that post general to apply to all ships, but it seems I missed the name in there. Yes, all Sphinx members, then.

Only two? alright...

*Parker give him a look at a certain thought he must have had and motions with her hand to move along http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>*

*She changes and emerges from the room with a slight smile.*

"Perfect fit."

*nods and heads towards Ops with Sullivan. As they walk silently, she looks over a few times at the thoughts running through his mind*

*Parker enters the room with Sullivan*

"Very exquisite. I know where everything is in here, I thank you for that."

*winks*

I'm sorry for my leave of absence, I had an unexpected set back. I'll try to post as often as possible, but I can't guarantee anything. I'm sorry, but I won't be back on until my ISP is fixed, I'm lucky to get this message through from school. Bye! See you soon!

*Parker looks over every bit of the salad, unsuccessful in finding even one bad leaf. Stabbing a portion of the salad with her fork, it's popped in her mouth and she savors the tangy flavor. She smiles up to Mr. Izzard*

"Mr. Izzard, seems you've done your homework when it comes to running a restaurant. The food is quite laudable, not to mention the 'spiffy' jazz band. I'm sure I'll make eating here habitual."

"Well, I'm sure Sullivan here can teach you a few methods of having control over your thoughts. http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> I do hope you're comfortable sharing your thoughts. You like camping too? I've not met many who enjoy the outdoors as I do; most cannot survive without their commodities."

*Parker nods with a slight smile*

"Lovely..."

"Fair enough. Shall we order now? What does this restaurant serve? I sense both you gentlemen are quite hungry...Oh, a light ale would be nice."

"Sullivan, I'm sure you have stories of your childhood. Care to share any of them?"