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------=_Part_433_966026294.1536851409530 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="UTF-8" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable ((Recreation Deck #2, Level 27- DS26)) :: Hal had sort of zoned out as he thought back on the mission. It was still difficult to believe everything that had happened. :: Lor: Thank you for the abridged version anyway, Counselor. ::He raised his= condensation covered glass; the watery ice rattling with it.:: The bar is= calling me again. I'll see you around. :: Shaken from his ruminations, Hal looked back up at the man. :: Mika: It was nice to meet you, Doctor. I look forward to working with you. :: With that, Lor was gone, leaving Hal to muse on his adventure through time was again. He was sure how long he was standing there before he heard= his roommate's voice and turned to see him approach. :: Dakora: Congratulations Hal! ::He extended one of the glasses towards him::= Or should I call you Sir? Mika: :: He chuckled :: No need, Talos. I'm not much for rank anywa= y. What do have there? :: Hal gestured to the glasses in Talos' hands. It looked like wate= r, but knowing Talos, Hal found that extremely unlikely. :: :: Talos looked down at the glass with a devious grin.:: Dakora: It's tequila, a celebratory Klingon drink... I think. ::He let a look of feigned worry play across his face.:: If you don't drink yours, then I'll have to drink both and you wouldn't want to make me do that, right? Mika: I bet you could handle it. :: Hal braced himself as he accepted the drink; he didn't drink ver= y often and he could imagine what Klingons did to their alcohol. :: ::Talos held his shot up in a salute of sorts.:: Dakora: To Lieutenant Hal Mika! :: As he raised the small glass, Hal shuddered both in anticipation to the= sensation of the drink as well as the use of his new rank. It was something= that was going to take getting used to. Before he could hesitate, Hal tossed the contents of the shot into his mouth, swallowing as quickly as he= could. The tequila burned in his mouth and down his throat. It was enough= of a shock for the novice drinker that he had to cough. :: ::Talos set his now empty glass on a nearby table, and turned back to Hal.:: Dakora: Hey man, a new pip is worth celebrating. ::He laughed to himself.::= Speaking of things worth celebrating, I'm probably not going to be home tonight, so don't wait up for me. Mika: What, I'm not a good enough bunkmate? ::He waggled his eyebrows at the Ba'ku counselor before risking a glance towards Aitas, who had joined Whittaker's party.:: Dakora: Oh, she's apparently good friends with the Captain, severely outranks me and is two or three times stronger than me....::He screwed up= his face in mock indecision.:: I may be dead or demoted tomorrow, but you= know... ::He grinned.:: Worth it. Mika: :: Hal shook his head and smiled :: As they say on Earth, =E2=80=9Cca= rpe diem.=E2=80=9D ::A glance at the chronometer on his wrist told Talos that he needed to get= a move on.:: Talos: Well, it looks like I've gotta run. ::He reached out and clasped Hal= on the shoulder.:: Enjoy yourself, you've earned it. Mika: Thanks, Talos. :: As Talos left, Hal scanned the room, twirling the shot glass on the table before him with one finger. People were talking and drinking and generally seemed to be having a good time. But Hal was ready to call it quits. It had been an eventful day and he needed some time to process. He= stopped the glass, stood and made for the exit. :: ((And that's it for Hal and the Blackwell!)) -- Lieutenant J.G. Hal Mika Counselor USS Blackwell NCC 58999 Andaris Task Force A239504HM0 -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "= UFOP: StarBase 118 =E2=80=93=C2=A0Andaris Task Force" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an e= mail to sb118-andaris+unsubscribe@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to sb118-andaris@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at https://groups.google.com/group/sb118-andaris. To view this discussion on the web visit https://groups.google.com/d/msgid/= sb118-andaris/d931fb9c-ce27-4d28-9a33-0bd5dbf27d2c%40googlegroups.com. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout. ------=_Part_433_966026294.1536851409530 Content-Type: text/html; charset="UTF-8" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable

((Recreation Deck #2, Level 27- DS26))

:: Ha= l had sort of zoned out as he thought back on the mission. It was still dif= ficult to believe everything that had happened. ::


Thank you for the abridged version anyway, Counselor. =C2=A0::He rai= sed his condensation covered glass; the watery ice rattling with it.:: The = bar is calling me again. I'll see you around.


:: Shaken from hi= s ruminations, Hal looked back up at the man. ::


= Mika: It was nice to meet you, Doctor. I look forward to working with you.<= /span>


:: With that, Lor was gone, leaving Hal to muse on his adventure th= rough time was again. He was sure how long he was standing there before he = heard his roommate's voice and turned to see him approach. ::


Dakora: Congratulations Hal! ::He extended one of the = glasses towards him:: Or should I call you Sir?


= Mika: :: He chuckled :: No need, Talos. I'm not much for rank anywa= y. What do have there?


:: Hal gestured to the glasses in Talos=E2= =80=99 hands. It looked like water, but knowing Talos, Hal found that extre= mely unlikely. =C2=A0::


:: Talos looked down at the glass with a de= vious grin.::


Dakora: It's tequila, a celebra= tory Klingon drink... I think. ::He let a look of feigned worry play across= his face.:: If you don't drink yours, then I'll have to drink both= and you wouldn't want to make me do that, right?


Mika: I bet you could handle it.


:: Hal braced himself as h= e accepted the drink; he didn't drink very often and he could imagi= ne what Klingons did to their alcohol. ::


::Talos held his shot up = in a salute of sorts.::


Dakora: To Lieutenant Hal Mika!


:: As he raised the small glass, Hal sh= uddered both in anticipation to the sensation of the drink as well as the u= se of his new rank. It was something that was going to take getting used to= . Before he could hesitate, Hal tossed the contents of the shot into his mo= uth, swallowing as quickly as he could. The tequila burned in his mouth and= down his throat. It was enough of a shock for the novice drinker that he h= ad to cough. ::


::Talos set his now empty glass on a nearby table, = and turned back to Hal.::


Dakora: Hey man, a new= pip is worth celebrating. ::He laughed to himself.:: Speaking of things wo= rth celebrating, I'm probably not going to be home tonight, so don'= t wait up for me.


Mika: What, I'm not a g= ood enough bunkmate?


::He waggled his eyebrows at the Ba'ku cou= nselor before risking a glance towards Aitas, who had joined Whittaker'= s party.::


Dakora: Oh, she's apparently good = friends with the Captain, severely outranks me and is two or three times st= ronger than me....::He screwed up his face in mock indecision.:: I may be d= ead or demoted tomorrow, but you know... ::He grinned.:: Worth it.

Mika: :: Hal shook his head and smiled :: As they say on = Earth, =E2=80=9Ccarpe diem.=E2=80=9D


::A glance at the chronometer = on his wrist told Talos that he needed to get a move on.::


<= span style=3D"font-size: 11pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; ba= ckground-color: transparent; font-weight: 700; font-variant-numeric: normal= ; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: p= re-wrap;">Talos:
Well, it looks like I've gotta run. ::He reached out a= nd clasped Hal on the shoulder.:: Enjoy yourself, you've earned it.


Mika: Thanks, Talos.


:: As Talos left, Hal s= canned the room, twirling the shot glass on the table before him with one f= inger. People were talking and drinking and generally seemed to be having a= good time. But Hal was ready to call it quits. It had been an eventful day= and he needed some time to process. He stopped the glass, stood and made f= or the exit. ::


((And that's it for Hal= and the Blackwell!))


--
Lieutenant J.G. Hal Mika
Counselor
USS Blackwell
NCC 58999
Andaris Task Force=
A239504HM0

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