T'Vit's eyes barely touched the menu before she placed her order. "I shall have a bowl of plomeek soup followed by unseasoned steamed vegetables served over white rice," she announced.

"I shall try the jook with a thousand-year-old egg, please,"
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It was late afternoon, local
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Doctor
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I checked the computer for messages when I awoke. There was no response yet to my offer to help
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After dinner, T'Vit and
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T'Vit and
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After I left sickbay, I returned to room 1E617. "The station appears to be safe, for now. Or, at the very least, as safe as it can be expected to be as long as we and one or more
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Having passed through the airlock into the station, Storvik sought out a security officer. It would be necessary to check in to the station, to arrange for accomodations, and to eventually signal the USS Murgatroid to apprise them of his location. As random chance would have it (actually, the more senior officers of the station were attending a ( Read more... )