Mission 3: Construction of the asteroid base

[Peter Svensson]

"You could take your station and make sure the transporters do their job."

OFF1: No Vorak doesn't know about the base at this point.

OFF2: Ok let's get this mission over with. No additions or complications, because only few are posting anyway. Zeon Lyn Voya has informed me she has a virus on her computer and has to get it fixed first before she can come back and post again.

[Peter Svensson]

OFF: no we'll be the first to man the station and  build the interior rooms and place the furniture http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/wink.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=';)'> Max Brooks: yes, you will still be transferred to the station with me, unless you want to stay on the ship?

[Max Brooks]

=A= Brooks to Director Svensson =A=

Engineering is ready to roll, Director. Main power is flowing accordingly. I'm on my way to the Ops deck.

=A= Brooks out =A=

OFF: Our best wishes are with you, Chekov. http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/wink.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=';)'>

[Peter Svensson]

*Svensson smiles.*
"Mr. Chekov will never forgive me for taking a good officer away from this ship."

[Peter Svensson]

"Hmmm... our informant is using coded language. She is clearly a professional. Translate what she means, please."

OFF: hah have fun now :P

[Alexei Chekov]

OFF: I was thinking tha same thing, sir.

=A= Chekov to Phoenix =A=

Five to beam up. I hope you are on your dress uniform, the Admiral is comming to visit and I don't want my crew to look rude.

=A= Chekov out =A=

OFF: The five are me, mr. brooks, mr. huw, miss voya and Admiral Sullivan. And by dress uniform I mean Starfleet Regular Dress Uniforms! You all know we are undercover... Though I get the feeling no one is going to read this...

[Alexei Chekov]

*smiles*

Of course you may, Miss Voya. Computer, indicate the way to the nearest toilet to Miss Voya.

*the computer beeps*

Acknowledged. Please follow the indicating arrows on the wall pannels.

*a yellow arrow appears on the wall, pointing towards the exit of the room*

There you are, Miss Voya. The dinner should arrive soon.

*waits till Voya goes out of the room and turns to Huw and Brooks*

Could you please give me and the Admiral a moment alone? It won't take long. You may enter when Miss Voya comes back.

*both leave the room and he turns to the Admiral*

Fine, sir. We are all alone now. What exactly do you want to know? I am not sure I will be able to answer all you questions to your liking, though.

Computer, lock room. Activate doorbell. Disable all recording devices in the room and make no log entry about this.

Authorization Chekov-Omega-Niner.

*the computer beeps*

Acknowledged

[Jeremy Sullivan]

"Very interesting indeed Mr. Chekov, I think probably the next course of action would be indeed to Speak to your Captain Alone as you have suggested yourself.  Could you please escort me to your Transporter room so that i may beam back down to the Station."

OFF: I may seem like im skipping some parts but i just would like to get the flow of the story going on for the next major part as there was the delay to my inability to post for a couple of days.

[Alexei Chekov]

Ahem... Well... Officially we are not allowed to... however... you are not part of the... Hum... Well yes, Miss Voya, I believe this is a date indeed.

[Zeon Lyn Voya]

Exhales as the song ends and smiles with a somewhat fatigued look, as this is close to their fifth song of vigorous salsa-like dancing, "Not to mention the exercise that comes with it...I'm afraid I'll have to decline your offer. Although enticing, I'm sorry to say that my feet are killing me from dancing in heels; Another time, maybe? But if you wouldn't mind...perhaps one more dance? A slow one?" As she says this she unstraps her shoes and throws them aside. Standing upright again, she smiles to him and extends a welcoming hand.

[Zeon Lyn Voya]

OFF: Hmm...dreadful? That's usually used to describe fiascos with spouses or school, am I close?

Voya raises a brow to him with a smile, "I suppose we could arrange that...I'd be delighted, but Chekov, is a dance partner all you're really searching for? *smirks*." She then places a soft kiss on his cheek near the corner of his mouth.

=A= (Brooks to Chekov) Commander, Captain Svensson has arrived on board...and he's in one piece, thankfully. =A=

OFF: Hope you don't mind that, just trying to speed things up.

[Becker]

No offence, Voya. http://expansionfleet.sparks.priorweb.be/ikonboard/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>

Im fine, Director (hic-coughs), I think I need to go back to sickbay, do something about this headache...

*Walks into the turbolift with his head in his hands*

[Zeon Lyn Voya]

OFF: Oh, Chekov, you're making this more fun than I had originally planned. Weee! It'll be like space bumper cars!

Voya enters the turbolift and waits for Chekov to follow, "Then shall we, Commander?"

[Huw]

"Stand back and watch the pro"

*Huw flies out of the bay loop de loops voya then does some acrobatics, then he clips the edge of the Asteroid*

"d*amn"

*Voya laughs over the comm system*

"I deserve it"

[Max Brooks]

*Walks onto the bridge after Huw and takes his station*

Director, the computer estimates 14 hours to install the frame.