>
>"Well, Garibaldi," she said as Jack finished the checklist and sent a
>request to depart to Spacedock Control, "I don't know what you've got up
>your sleeve, but if you're thinking about competing in the smuggling world,
>I'd suggest losing the military stripes first."
>
> "That would be a fine suggestion if we were going to a trading station
>and not a Starfleet installation." he relied wryly, wicked smile and all.
She chuckled. "Imagine. You're willingly taking *me* into a Starfleet
installation. Times do change."
Jack looked at her, and she nodded. "We have departure clearance," she told
Garibaldi.
In a few minutes, they were on their way with the rest of the space
flotsam...
(anything, Garibaldi?)
-Sera
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