A female something or other emerged onto the bridge exiting the turbolift. She shyly descended the ramp and quietly relieved the night shift ensign.
    "Welcome to the bride, Ensign Saillune," a black-haired woman greeted the young girl from tactical.
    The ensign tried hard to ignore something that is virtually unignorable... namely, the lieutenant's significant chest, "Um... Thank you, Lieutenant Serpent..."
    Ensign Saillune assumed her post as the Captain appeared from his ready room and the first officer stepped onto the bridge from the opposite turbolift from which Saillune had previously entered.
    "Ah, Ensign Saillune! You made it on duty today!" Commander Inverse commented as she strode to her chair, " I was afraid that birthday party your mother threw last night may have kept you."
    The girl blinked twice, then shook her head madly, "No, no, I'd never do such a thing! My duty is to the ship! I'm simply upholding Justice!" Amelia Saillune mounted the helm and pointed towards the view screen where stars whizzed by. " I belong to the Enterprise now, my soul is part of this ship!!"
    Everyone who was present on the bridge sweat dropped in awkward unison.
    Zelgadiss cleared his throat noisily, then mumbled to himself, " I hate children..."
    "AHA!!" Both first officer and tactical officer's ears were perked for the occasion and both slapped him on the back at the same time in an over friendly manner.
    "Good job, Zel!" Lina nudged him, "A-heh.. with all do respect, sir, you certainly are built well, " she waved her injured hand furiously until the pain dissipated. Whacking stone wasn't always a wise thing to do.
    "OooH! That smarts! " Naga Serpent giggled at her own interestingness.
    Regaining his composure, Captain Greywers brushed off some invisible dirt on his right shoulder and calmly sat in the captain's chair, "Set a course for Verglis 7, warp 6." Zelgadiss slowly raised and held two fingers and a thumb vertically to his right temple, then shot his hand forward slightly, "Engage."
    The ship entered warp speed and began the mission.
    The Captain tapped his Star Fleet emblem twice and spoke, "All senior officers report to the briefing room."
    "Or DIE!" Naga contributed, "Or we'll dye your hair purple, or pin the tail on the donkey!"
    "Lieutenant Serpent, please. The channel has been closed for quite some time now... proceed to the briefing room, if you please."
    "You're the boss, Boss!" Naga soluted, stomping mightily toward the automatic doors.
    Lina raised an eyebrow questioningly, "How did she ever get into Star Fleet anyway?"
    "Don't ask me, i didn't authorize it," Zelgadiss shrugged.
    The short-haired blond counselor, wearing glasses rose from her seat and smiled, "She's got talent, it's just... hidden... deep... very deep."
    "A-huh..." Lina sweat dropped again.
 

<Briefing Room>
 

    When the group had finally assembled at the big, shiny table, Captain Greywers stood majestically before his senior crew, " I suppose you're all wondering why I called you here today." He paced back and forth in a rather limited space.
    Lina stifled a snicker.
    "AHEM!" he said, pausing briefly, " I have received orders from Star Fleet Command to proceed toward Verglis 7. A distress--"
    SSSLLL-UUURP!
    All eyes fell on Naga. She laughed then snorted accidentally, invoking her to laugh even harder. She nearly ruptured something as well as nearly crushing the small martini glass beneath her 'dot dot dot' ...
    "Perhaps, Serpent, you should save that for after the briefing, " Zelgadiss crossed his arms impatiently, not entirely uncommon for him to do so.
    "But it's good!" She pressed her two index fingers together repetetively, "It's only a virgin martini, heheheh."
    "AHEM, Sir," Lieutenant Valtier became more impatient than the Captain appeared to be, " May I have permission to escort this *thing* out of the briefing room?"
    Zelgadiss looked at the Klingon sternly, "Permission denied." He added an exasperated sigh, " Lieutenant Serpent, I would be much obliged if you would dispose of that beverage."
    The Lieutenant stood up abruptly with a jiggle and shoved her chest in the faces of all those seated at the table, "You guys are so up tight! What you need a good virgin martini!" She waltzed happily over the the nearby replicator, "Computer! Virgin martinis all 'round!"
    ... cannot compute request...
    Lieutenant Serpent leaned forward, one eye becoming larger than the other and began to verbally harass the wall unit, "Look you, lowdown piece of crap! I'm in charge around here and if I want virgin martinis all around, I get it!" Naga revealed a pocket knife, " HAHA!! Who's laughing now, you SOB!!??"
    ...access denied...
    "Why you, I'll dismantle you and use your parts for dental floss!!!"