Nov 06, 2011 16:05
[Dean's dressed up in his I'm-totally-an-FBI-agent-or-somebody-professional clothes, which is a new look for most of you viewers out there who are used to his jacket and flannel combination. He cleans up nicely. On the outside. Either way, he's obviously getting ready to head off the ship, tucking his cred chip in his inner pocket and reaching over the datapad to flick off some of the active sensors on the ship as he talks]
Alright, Coruscant, as of yesterday, the Enterprise II is back in harbor. You guys know the drill. Anybody needs anything from us, catch it before we make for Nar Shaddaa in a week or two. Docking Bay, uh, [he glances over at a read-out to doublecheck] 327-8A.
[He glances around, seeming satisfied that everything's in order, before looking straight back at the camera again] And remind me to never take a vacation again. Think I've had more than enough 'relaxing' for a lifetime. [That was intense sarcasm, for the record. Worst. Vacation. Ever.]
[Jo]
Ready when you are.
[Gabriel]
We need to talk. Sometime today.
[Crew, other than Gabriel]
You guys should know we're losin' our Chief Engineer, so keep an ear to the ground about where we might find somebody who knows about fixin' ships. [A pause] Someone we can trust. [dun dun dunnnn] We make for Nar Shaddaa by late next week, probably. Gonna deal with that hellhound issue once and for all.
dean winchester