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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">SB Epsilon: Selek Reports</h3>
<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">SB Epsilon: Selek Reports</h3>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Mike Dawe 4-3-1996</h4>
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Mike Dawe 4-3-1996</h4>
CINCOPS' Office
CINCOPS' Office<br>
SD 80323.1700
SD 80323.1700<br>


>"The Admiral will see you now Lieutenant," the attractive secretary told
>"The Admiral will see you now Lieutenant," the attractive secretary told<br>
>Del. Del smiled his little evil smile, and entered the depths of the evil
>Del. Del smiled his little evil smile, and entered the depths of the evil<br>
>Admiral's office. He wondered what she would have to tell him, or if she
>Admiral's office. He wondered what she would have to tell him, or if she<br>
>even remembered good old Ltjg Del Selek. He approached the lady that sat in
>even remembered good old Ltjg Del Selek. He approached the lady that sat in<br>
>a hoverchair, came to a relaxed attention and said, "Howdy Admiral, any
>a hoverchair, came to a relaxed attention and said, "Howdy Admiral, any<br>
>positions open for a CScio?"
>positions open for a CScio?"<br>


But the lady in the hoverchair wasn't there. In a regular chair sitting
But the lady in the hoverchair wasn't there. In a regular chair sitting
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"Whatever you say," said the brash lieutenant, and he turned and left.
"Whatever you say," said the brash lieutenant, and he turned and left.
SNIP:  
SNIP: <br>
At 07:09 AM 4/2/96 -0800, sherman johns wrote:
At 07:09 AM 4/2/96 -0800, sherman johns wrote:<br>
>SD: 80403
>SD: 80403<br>
>
>
>Del strolled through the corridors of Starbase Epsilon...in the direction of
>Del strolled through the corridors of Starbase Epsilon...in the direction of<br>
>the Admiral's Office. He wondered if his reputation as a troublemaker had
>the Admiral's Office. He wondered if his reputation as a troublemaker had<br>
>preceded him to Silver Fleet, or if he would have to make his reputation
>preceded him to Silver Fleet, or if he would have to make his reputation<br>
>known. He contemplated for a few moments playing a joke on the Admiral, and
>known. He contemplated for a few moments playing a joke on the Admiral, and<br>
>decided against it...there would be enough time to make enemies. Selek
>decided against it...there would be enough time to make enemies. Selek<br>
>halted his thoughts as he arrived at the Admiral's office. He approached the
>halted his thoughts as he arrived at the Admiral's office. He approached the<br>
>secretary, whom adviced hism to take a seat until he would be called upon.
>secretary, whom adviced hism to take a seat until he would be called upon.<br>
>Not much time passed until Selek was told that the Admiral was ready to see
>Not much time passed until Selek was told that the Admiral was ready to see<br>
>him. The Cardassian smiled his little evil smile, and entered the Admiral's
>him. The Cardassian smiled his little evil smile, and entered the Admiral's<br>
>office.
>office.<br>
>
>
>"Howdy Admiral," the cardassian said in a relaxed manner, "still have that
>"Howdy Admiral," the Cardassian said in a relaxed manner, "still have that<br>
>CSciO position open?"
>CSciO position open?"<br>
The Admiral looked across the desk at the casual Cardassian with a
The Admiral looked across the desk at the casual Cardassian with a
look one normally reserves for examining an unknown substance on the bottom
look one normally reserves for examining an unknown substance on the bottom
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