Mauvaise Chance Apartments, Thursday
Quark was behind his little counter in the lobby today. He occassionally proved he existed, after all. If anyone had any business or such with him, he's there, ready to be bothered.
He had a datapad in his hand, and was flicking through some flight pattern schematics. Wormhole flight patterns, to be exact.
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He had a datapad in his hand, and was flicking through some flight pattern schematics. Wormhole flight patterns, to be exact.
[ooc: Open to Interaction, zomg]