>
> "Well,that was the plan, but you see we are a few weeks behind
>schedule, this should have been completed last week. Tell you what, this
>tub has three aide stations built in her in strategic locations to handle
>less serious wounded at the discression of the CMO. They *are* ready. You
>can take a look at those, then move on to something else. By the time that
>you get those checked out the USS Chariot will be ready for you. She is in
>this same birth, but on the opposite side of the station, a short 12 minute
>walk. I will be there getting those thugs straight. Any of the FNGs
>(Funny New Guy) here can take you to the aide stations if you would like.
>Or if you want, I can lead the way...." dispite his old man ways, he was
>actually a nice man.... that is if youdon't work for him. Near him is ok.
>Around him is ok. Above him, is tolerable. For him..... man oh man.....
>
> By all appearances he seemed to be making time for her, and was trying
>to be cooperative.
She nodded. "Fine. Looks like you're busy; I'll have one of these good men
show me where they are." She looked around. "Don't worry; before I leave
here, you'll have the best medical facilities in Starfleet."
(response)
She looked at one of the nearby workers. "Can you take me to the nearest med
station?"
(show me da money...)
-Sera
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