===Mess hall deck=== Keylor stepped off the turbolift and headed to the messhall. He had just left the transporter room, asking the transporter chief for a list of people who had recently returned form the base. He figured he would stop by the mess hall and grab a coffee and a small snack before heading down to the shuttle bay to check up on LT Andersen's progress. He had not taken but 4 steps before something struck his ear. He Slowed his pace and picked out the tones, it was music, and very loud. He quickened his pace and followered the music to its source, the messhall. Keylor stepped in to the messhall and looked about. There were several people laughing and giggling and dancing about. HE was quickly greeted by a man at the door. "Welcome sir, to the best birthday party. We have here all, what you want, beer, wine, .." he said thrusting a glass in to Keylors chest. Trying not to let it spill all over his uniform, Keylor grabbed it and walked away not waiting to hear the man continue his greet. Holding the glass, Keylor looked about the room at the many different faces. Most seemed familiar, members of the crew. But a few were as foreign to him and the klingon mating rituals. Slowly he moved about the room trying to figure our what was going on. Anne Robinson was enjoying herself. She and her boyfriend Tim Marshall had intended to go to the base and she been annoyed to find their plans spoiled by the Chimera moving out of transport range. Tim had suggested that they join a few friends for a birthday celebration. At first Anne had been loathe to do so...but now she was glad she had changed her mind because the few friends had grown and grown into a good party. Ceril stood in the corner sipping at the concoction he was handed when he walked in the door. Usually he wasn't welcomed at such parties and truth be told he could hardly believe he was here now. {I hope my boss doesn't come looking for me} the young man thought. He took a slightly larger sip of his drink as he stood like a wallflower and watched everyone else. He was enthralled with the interaction. Oriana amused very well. She hopped on the dance floor like never in her life. She made a pirouette, but catch not the balance and ended in arms of unfamiliar man. She began to smile and to apologize. Then she continued in the dance. Martin wiggled and giggled alone side Oriana. As the two moved to the rhythm of the music he grinned in delight his new found love. He watched as Oriana spun about the floor, being tossed back in his direction by others when she strayed too far away. He winked and smiled at Oriana as they two spun in a whirling dervish among all the other dancers. Keylor moved about the mass of people. There had to be at least 30 people in the messhall dancing to the loud deafening music. Soon He spotted a familiar face in the crowd. HE was at first surprised to see the petite vulcan spinning about, but then the words of Doctor summers and the other reports of the crew brought his expectations back to reality. As he watched Oriana, he saw a man dancing close to her. He was unfamiliar, and did not resemble any one he has seen as a member of the crew. But his face was familiar some how. Keylor worked his way through the crowd bumping in to a woman dressed in teal along the way. "oooops!" Anne clutched her glass in both hands as someone cannoned into her, seeing some of her wine slosh onto the floor. She looked up to see the culprit and caught back the words that sprang to her lips. "Oh...Colonel bretam..Sir...do excuse me I didn't see you there." Keylor smiled at the woman, "No apologies needed. Is a bit crowded here." he looked puzzled,"So did you just return form the base? And who are you again?" He asked shouting over the music. Anne shook her head. "No Sir..i haven't been to the base. Tim and I.." she indicated a tall blonde haired man fighting his way between the dancers. "...were going over but the ship moved out of range. I'm Anne Robinson Sir...Nurse Anne Robinson." Ceril blushed as he observed a couple shares a steamy kiss. He carefully watched the dance movements of those on the dance floor. He started to sway a bit in time to the beat as he took a large swallow of his drink. After her last small "accident" she looked at Martin: "What do you say to a small pause?" Martin pulled Oriana close as if afraid to loose her. He leaned over and spoke in to her ear so he did not have to yell over the music. "Good idea my lovely angel. Lets get some thing to drink." he said lovingly. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and moved her to the bar, close at her side. Keylor nodded to Anne, "Good god. SO what have you noticed here? How is everyone? are they all behaving normally or have you been observing strange behavior." Keylor noticed Oriana and her companion get extremely close and move towards the bar. He noticed a strange look on her face, one of joy. Each passing minute Keylor was becoming more convinced that some thing was influencing certain people. Anne looked at the Colonel and back at the crowd. until that minute she hadn't really thought about 'strange behavior'. ...it was ,after all..a party. "Well..no Sir." she shouted to Keylor above the base drum that pounded out incessantly " Not really...though some of the crowd DO seem very merry...i thought it might be something in the synthenol." Keylor nodded to her words. Unless some one was suspicious of something, this scene would seem very normal, except a full blooded Vulcan showing emotion. He keep his eye on Oriana and her companion while talking to Anne. "Well there might be a problem, but we are not sure yet." he muttered while trying to place the face of the person with Oriana. "Come with me." he said motioning in the direction to meet Oriana at the bar. Ceril Swallowed the last of his drink and went to get another. {I thought only Snythenol was to be served on the ship, but... I feel so relaxed} he thought. It was crowded around the bar and Ceril pushed his way there. He made it an order another ale. He took a sip as he walked back toward his corner walking in time to the beat. Martin with his female Vulcan companion closely at his side pushed his way through the crowd. A meter form the bar he did not notice the man turning away and heading directly in his path. Martin plowed in to the frail looking man, splashing the drink all over his shirt and bouncing him off of Martins chest. "Sorry there little man." he chuckled as he and Oriana continued the last meter to the bar. Ceril looked at the front of his shirt. {Damn, this was a clean shirt.} Not wanting to have anymore of his drink spilled He gulped down the rest. He took a deep breath and turned around to look at the busy bar. {I need another drink.} He saw the man who about ran him over standing there in front of him. Ceril looked down at his shirt again. {Maybe I should change this first.} He took a deep breath. {NO, NO!} He took a strong step forward and quietly said, "Maybe you should watch where you are going." Oriana and Martin came to the bar. Here was any barkeepers, but in this moment it wasn`t any here. She looked over her, then she shrugged her shoulders: "We must serve our self." At once she kissed Martin, then she hurdled the bar and began to get out the bottles and pour out on the glasses. Martin Smiled at Oriana and gave her a long passionate kiss. He then agreed with her. "Yes it appears that my love." He reached over the bar and grabbed a bottle. "I don't know what this is but it will have to do. Will this suite you?" He asked in a loving tone. Anne following close behind Keylor, saw with surprise that someone scaled the bar and blinked in surprise as she recognized whom it was. "Sir!" she exclaimed.." Isn't that ensign Oriana?" Keylor narrowed his eyes at the scene at the bar. "Yes it is. And some one that looks strangely familiar but I can't seem to place the face." He grabbed Anne and helped pull her through the crowd. He noticed the stranger and one of the crew collide and the short words that seemed to come form the small frail man. {Lost of courage form such a small man.} he thought. He tilted his head back to Anne, "Lets get over there quickly before a fight breaks out." He said remembering the party of over a year ago and how things seemed to get out of hand. Anne grabbed Keylor's arm, looked at him and let go at once. "Sir...thats isn't....commander Guzman is it?" Keylor looked as if a a light were turned on in his head. "Guzman? yes... NO" he frowned. "No not Commander Guzman, but very familiar." he said looking over the face intently. The two moved as quickly as they could through the cloud. ===End Part one=== Col Bretam Keylor Captain & Ens Oriana Chief Science Officer & Lt(jg) Anne Robinson (NPC) Nurse (APB Rangi) & Cadet Ceril Winnie (NPC) (APB Athena)