OOC: Allright, this take place about two hours before the big action, which began on bridge :-) I apologize for my english, I am tired :-) ==== Astrometrics, U.S.S. Chimera ==== When Oriana entered the room, everyone in the room turned to her. The people looked happy, when they saw her. Who could to inform them about her disposoition? "Sir? It is nice to have you here again." Petrel, of course. She turned to him. "Thank you, mr. Petrel. We have a new work. Have you heard?" Petrel smiled. She is back. The familiar Oriana. "Yes, we have. The orders came a while ago." He took her a PADD. "Have you an idea, how to do it?" Oriana nodded: "Yes, I have. If you finished the recalibration of sensors." Petrell nodded. He would be surprised, if he didn`t know this woman for longer time. He changed the style of voice on formal. He would curious, what she thought out: "Yes, we finished. Short while ago just. We wanted make some tests just now." He took her other PADD. She read it without one word. She had to admit, this people made a big part of work in the last two days. She looked at the settings of sensors, which suggested Petrel with her assistant. She raised her head: " Where is ensign Camden?" "Well ..." Petrel fidgeted a bit: "She worked too much in the last time. Just now, when we ended with the work, I forced to return her to her quarters." {She worked too much because I was off.} Oriana thought, when she saw Petrel`s reaction. {But nobody of them will admit this.} She looked at the PADD again, that noone couldn`t note her emotive reaction. {Now I can`t go to my quarters. I must to finish this.} When she raised her head again, she had her feelings under control again: "We will make a short meeting after 5 minuts, in which I will bring out my idea. Could you to show me the actual duty list?" Petrel took her the third PADD without one word. He got used, in the time, he worked with Oriana, she wondered efficiency more as a lot of talking at others. Oriana began to read it in so doing she walked to the armchairs, whis they gave to bring here. Usually she used not they, but today was nothing like usually, so she used their comfort. Five minutes later she stood up from the armchair and she went to the crew near the console under the main screen. "Before we start, have someone least the presurmise of efficiency of short range sensors?" Someone took her PADD. She looked at it. "86,359 % It`s a guite little." When she saw the surprised gazes, she continued: "When we take into calculation all the unexpected factors, like a places, where we will can`t find the crewmembers, like the brig of jeffries tubes, account of force fields or radiation, which will interrupt the sensors, limited time for scans and transport and the fact, that the station can have the technology for finding the cloacked ships, and it will hold up the shields, this percentage fall at 59,862. Change to the numbers, we can transport 17 from 30 people with safely. Others are over the limit." She made a pause and looked one after another at all people. "This factors will stay here, even if we will raise the efficiency of sensors at 100%. And ! therefore we must make everything, what we can and hope in the best." "Hope?" Petrel asked surprised: "I thought, Vulcans disallow something else." "You are right. But it sounds well," she answered and raised her eyebrow. Everyone smiled. Except for Oriana, of course. Petrel looked at her and caught himself by the idea, if things of the several last days changed her anyhow yet. And was her acting changed anywise? The pollen enhanced the personality traits only. Should it under the barrier unemotion ... He shooked his head and made a grimase. Too much unbelievable, even for Vulcan such as Oriana was. {But I should like find out this one day. When it will come a day, when this person will begin to feel the same feelings as I feel.} In this moment Oriana began to tell farther, therefore he became absobed in. Oriana talked about five minutes. Every person in the room gazed at her surprised. Is she realy her own or is she affected still? At the end she separated the people on duty to every sensor and she stood at the same console. "Petrel, you will be in charge of information the other departments of ship, bridge, sickbay, transporter. Send someone to the sickbay because of samples for biosignals." Petrel nodded, he waged at one of technicians and they went to the other console. When the other people disbanded, he returned. Oriana call up on three screens at one dash and was about to begin to work at them all. She will to watch all the screens and in her mind she will to sum tens of calculations per minute. With this work will can`t help her neither the computer nor the others people. She was the only one, who can this. Or another Vulcan, but she haven`t any in her department. "Sir," Petrel asked quite quietly: "Are some reason, why you can`t report the ship you alone?" Oriana smiled in her spirit. {This man is most intelligent as the others. What I wanted to keep back from him?} "Yes, it is. My presence here is not quite ... official." She looked at him shortly: "I will be gald, if you will not refer this fact anyone," she answered with the same quietly voice. Petrel smiled at her and nodded. Then he turned and went back to his work. Oriana turned to her console again and continued with her work. Next 1.042 of hour she forgot the whole ship and all people. They finished finally the work. [[The efficiency of the sensors is 99,956%]] reported the computer. They was not able to round it to the 100 %. Maybe it will be enought. "I suggest an half hour pause, the other departments must to prepare too. In astrometrics will remain Petrel and ..." she looked at the technician, who did a lot running around with PADDS. "Harrison, sir," he answered. "And Harrison. All others, be back after a half hour, but not soner." She looked at Petrel: "If it would anything to happen, report me. i will be in my quarters." And she left the astrometrics. ==== End of Log ==== Ens. Oriana CSciO --------------------------------------------------------- http://www.morfeo.sk/ - Morfeo.sk - ©pecialista na vyhµadávanie na Slovensku!