> > "Sure.", he answered walking over with a fresh piture of the lovely
green
> drink. "Looks like you ladies need a refill.", Garibaldi said on
arriving.
> He topped off each of the ladies glasses, making sure that there was some
> for Lucas as well.
> >
> > "This is what I call a vacation. Frosty margaritas, lovely ladies, and
> cool sea breezes. This is liven.", the grin was back....
>
> "Yesh... sir..." Lucas agreed, slurring his words not just a little,
tipping
> his glass to the admiral. "You've probably... known your shhhare of
> beautiful ladies and cool sheea breezes, haven't you shir..."
>
> "Of course. I've made it an artform, Lucas.", Marcus answered taking a
sip from his own glass, kissing the hand of a fine young woman. "You
know..., you should try and do this more often, lad. You work hard, and you
should play hard as well."
"I would, shir..." Lucas replied, "Sho much works to doo, you knows. Very
importants shtuff, since Shrana... Sickbay... Spacedock...
Venasssianssss..... Generals Aassssmon..." With that, Lucas's head nodded
onto the shoulder of his lovely date (who seemed to find this more than
amusing) and he passed out.
Garibaldi let the man sleep it off. He had earned the rest and the hangover.
Some time later the two men were on a civilian liner on their way home. The
route, of course, had a few detours. They arrived at Spacedock no worse for
wear.
"Well, Lucas, we're home. So it's back to work for us party animals.", the
older man said with a smile.
{response}
Co-GM of the Spacedock/JSOC Game
Characters:
Adm. Samuel Lasiter,
RAdm. Markus Garibaldi,
Ambassador Marconis,
LCDR Donovan Black, and a host of others.
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