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Second chances... [Jun. 12th, 2009|02:34 pm]
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::draws to halt a few paces away from the main entrance to Starfleet's hub, cocking head to take in building...and remember last occasion for visiting::

::tamps down glare of disgusted indignation with profound effort, tugging at uniform jacket one last time before heading in::

::winces as irony of gesture strikes::

I don't see why we couldn't do this over dinner as well. God knows, I need the comfort food.

[User Picture]From: admiralparis
2009-07-02 12:51 am (UTC)

::waits for quiet snicker to fade before inclining head toward Klingon...this was his idea, he can face the music::

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From: worf_rozhenko
2009-07-02 12:57 am (UTC)
::sighs...heavily...before squaring shoulders and turning to address old comrade and sometimes rival::


While I was pleased...

::allows reasonable doubt to slip into tone::

...to be accepted back into Starfleet ranks, I quickly realized that I have no great desire to revisit my days in the command track.

Since I believe I would regret not participating in Titan's mission...

::looks to dee_troi, bemused by surge of protectiveness in chest::

I have agreed to be her tactical officer.
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-07-02 01:03 am (UTC)
::follows his gaze, quickly trying to reign in a long dormant burble of jealousy::

::glowers at ezritigandax instead::

Doesn't he have enough distraction?

::takes a moment to formulate answer, reminding self that a few lingering personal issues shouldn't overshadow friendship and good service::

...thank you, Worf.

::leaves it at that, wheeling to look at ranking officer a tad more harshly::

Well, then, who the hell is my XO?
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From: ezritigandax
2009-07-02 01:08 am (UTC)
::gives self mental pat on back...a lesser Trill would have withered under such a look::

::pushes snipe about transference to back of head, lifting hand::

I think that would be me.

::wait a long, uncomfortable moment for silence to break...or renewed glare::

Well, don't look at me, I'm pissed too. I left Starfleet because they wanted to demote me and what do you know, the moment I sign back up, that's exactly what they plan to do...
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-07-02 01:10 am (UTC)


::raps knuckles on chair edge, ignoring Worf's defensive stiffening::

You're here as a civilian. That would seem to indicate that Starfleet isn't prepared to force you into signing up for anything.

::hopes she takes the hint::
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From: ezritigandax
2009-07-02 01:20 am (UTC)
Yes, well...

::skirts eyes down table to admiralparis::

I thought of that. A lot, actually.

But it really all comes down to one thing, or maybe a couple.

You see, my civilian life sucks. I'm on the run from my mother all the time, we won't even go into the Crusher cultists.

::shrugs at wesleyrcrusher::

And besides...Worf is going. I'd really miss Worf. He's the only friend I have left. And offers a mean massage.
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-07-02 01:51 am (UTC)
::slowly wipes hand over face, reminding self of position...wanted or not, it demands some dignity, dammit::

::can't look at her and hope to retain it, so scans room in entirety once more, trying to sort out details::

All right. XO. Medical. Security. Tactical. Diplomatic and Counselor.

::pauses on wesleyrcrusher, trying to peg him::

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From: wesleyrcrusher
2009-07-02 01:57 am (UTC)
::resists urge to rub against chair back to dislodge prickle...this is worse than being a teenager::

I guess. I mean, they haven't really said.

Does everybody who takes a leave of absence and reappears years later get their ship of choice thrown at them with no actual duty determined yet and not even a psych test?

Crusher cultists. Huh.

::slouches a little, imagining the motherly headslap that smugness would result in under different circumstances::
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[User Picture]From: admiralparis
2009-07-02 01:58 am (UTC)
::clears throat::

Science, yes. Lieutenant Crusher also has some credential when it comes to traveling, I believe, so he should serve as de facto advisor as well in many cases.
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-07-02 01:18 pm (UTC)
::avoids an eye roll...mainly out respect for departed best friend::

::We're not even pretending assignments aren't based on personal ties anymore, are we?::

::jumps at inordinately loud would you like me to quit, then? broadcast from dee_troi::


::rubs chin::

Good. What about conn and engineering?
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[User Picture]From: admiralparis
2009-07-02 01:23 pm (UTC)
I'm afraid your candidates for those positions haven't been approved yet. Starfleet is looking into their own choices...

You'll have your helm officer and engineer aboard for departure, Captain, don't worry.
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-07-02 01:29 pm (UTC)
Any time someone says that...

::spreads hand in surrender::

I trust their judgment entirely, Admiral.

::ignores funny look::

Has Dax been briefed on the specifics of the mission?
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From: ezritigandax
2009-07-02 01:40 pm (UTC)
::is a bit more civil...addresses wall over his head, not entirely opposite::

I think so.

You're taking my transwarp drive and skipping off to the Delta Quadrant.
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From: capt_will_riker
2009-07-02 02:39 pm (UTC)
Half right.

The Aventine's transwarp engine was experimental and the design has been heavily modified since your day. What Titan will be carrying is far more advanced, and designed for more frequent use otherwise there's no way in hell I'd be going to the Delta Quadrant.

::offers admiralparis a pointed look::

Which is why I hope I have a qualified chief aboard.
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[User Picture]From: admiralparis
2009-07-02 03:01 pm (UTC)
As I said, Captain...

::taps stylus on table::

Starfleet isn't in the habit of sending it's most valued troublesome officers out into the unknown with weak spokes in the wheel. What happens after the fact is entirely out of our hands.

::swings gaze to Trill, staring her down::
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