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Join Date: Oct 2012
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# 15
10-21-2012, 06:28 AM
I walk into the bar just as Jaj finishes his poetry recital, giving him a grin and a nod I take a seat at the table and order a steaming mug of tea and pull out my PADD. Taking a large gulp and grimacing slightly as the hot but sweet liquid burns my throat I close my eyes and rub the bridge of my nose before scrolling through the latest crew reports.

"I hate this job sometimes" I mutter under my breath. Not only do I lose my two best diplomats to the Aldebaran conference but I have to send a security detail off to escort the Paradan ambassador to DS9. I have the Andorian Cultural exchange students to deal with and I've got good people in sickbay thanks to that skirmish with the Gorn near starbase 24. when will it end?! Just at that moment my combadge chirps =/\= "Admiral Frost? Mirra here, you have a subspace message from Admiral T'nae. Shall I patch it through to your PADD?" =/\=

=/\= "Why do I get the feeling I'm not going to like this... No Commander it's fine I'll take it back on the Thunder, give me two minutes to use the shuttle though, I don't want the holosuites creating any Ferengi love slaves..." =/\=

Getting up slowly I nod to the other patrons and walk nonchalantly towards the shuttle bay. Admiral T'nae be damned.