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~Foltan recounts what little he knows of what happend this morning. Terminal sits, staring into the distance, absorbing the information and enjoying his Irish raktajino.~
~Just then his combadge chirps~
Terminal: Terminal here.
Admiral K: Terminal, Admiral Krzyzewski here. We've been meaning to talk with you for a while. You've been a hard man to reach while on personal leave. Thankfully, you seemed to end up here at the exact right time. Come meet us in the conference room on level 8 in 60 minutes.
Terminal: Understood. Terminal out.
Well, Foltan, it looks like I've got a meeting to go to. A shower seems like the best course of action, before seeing the admirality.
~Just then his combadge chirps~
Terminal: Terminal here.
Admiral K: Terminal, Admiral Krzyzewski here. We've been meaning to talk with you for a while. You've been a hard man to reach while on personal leave. Thankfully, you seemed to end up here at the exact right time. Come meet us in the conference room on level 8 in 60 minutes.
Terminal: Understood. Terminal out.
Well, Foltan, it looks like I've got a meeting to go to. A shower seems like the best course of action, before seeing the admirality.