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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Chatting== | |||
===by Brian V. Mansur=== | |||
SD: 2261.031 | |||
Scene: Officer's Lounge, USS HOOD | |||
"Oh for crying out loud Stile, I'm fine," Sean insisted. | |||
"I tell you sar that a man who would stoop to relying on a red shirt to do | |||
his job ..." | |||
"Hey watch it," Gar shot. | |||
"A security red shirt," Stile corrected, "Is a man who is nothing short of | |||
broken. There's something diagnosable on you and I intend to find out | |||
what." | |||
"Oh no doc. I know how you work. I'm not getting naked anymore. I don't | |||
need massage therapy from a sweet brunette nurse whose name starts with a K. | |||
I don't want any snake oil, voodoo dolls, or cat scans. I am perfectly | |||
fine. Gar please put that fork away, you're making me nervous." | |||
"You are a sick man," Gar said. | |||
NRPG: Just a quickie. | |||
Repectfully Submitted, | |||
Brian V. Mansur | |||
LCDR Sean Merrick | |||
FO, USS HOOD, NCC-1703 | |||
ASR: ORIGINS | |||
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Transfer== | ==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Transfer== |