What Do We Have Here?
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Arcadia # 2724 | |
| original continuity | |
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| year | 316 CE (2379) |
| posted | December 31 2002 |
| previous | Welcome Aboard |
| next | When You Care Enough to Lumendt the Very Best |
[UFS Arcadia]
"Absolutely. I'll be in touch. Perhaps we could have that dinner tonight."
Wolfgang Quarton was running quickly along the corridor. He had just escaped that hell that was Waste Retrieval... and now, he couldn't get off this ship quickly enough. In fact... did he hear someone chasing him? He turned his head to see....
And collided with someone. Hard.
Ria had just been turning to make her way down the corridor when an ensign in a sciences uniform ran straight into her. She had just managed to get her hands up in time... but she still took quite a blow. And worse still... ended up flat on her butt.
Looking over at the ensign, she glared and said, "Why don't you watch where you're going?"
As if Wolfgang's luck couldn't get any worse... he had just run down a lieutenant... and a security officer to boot.
He hesitated, wondering if a wise-ass remark was in his best interests. Then, it hit him. He was an ensign. An assistant to Lt. Commander Bauval. He had just spent the last seven hours on Waste Retrieval. What could possibly be done to him?
"Perhaps if you didn't spend so much of your time flirting with Hercules over there, you wouldn't have been in my way."
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