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Brad Arsineau had just gotten off duty for lunch and made his way down
the Promenade. As usual, things were hopping. He would
have thought that the recent attacks on the station would have been enough
to keep the tourists away, but apparently not.
He saw an Ursoid making his way down the main aisle of the shopping area. Those around him were making way fairly quickly. It was as if he had some sorta of deflective shielding that bounced people off him at a meter radius. But there were just as many other people waving to him and he waving back. The communications officer repressed a smile as he made his way over to Kuncklebiter. "Welcome back to the station, Lieutenant." Lt Knucklebiter looked down at the human, and said "Do I know you?" "I was in Ops when your ship arrived so I knew you had just returned. I was wondering if you had a few minutes to talk in private. I know that you and Commander Shevab were close and thought I should bring you up to speed on recent events." "WERE close?" he asked. his mind creating terrible possibilities of what happened while he was away. Brad's face warmed with a comforting smile. "My apologies, Mr.
Knucklebiter. My words were poorly chosen. "Nothing serious has
happened with Commander Shevab. Perhaps we could talk in private
somewhere?"
(KB?)
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