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May 26, 2006 21:54

::stares at door leading into Enterprise's observation lounge, rubbing itchy fingers against slacks absently::

::Andrew said this was where ltcmdrtomparis was headed...doesn't really want to mentally connect clueless son to the situation, so should probably stop that line of thought and just...::

::mentally slaps self, stepping on in::

::...yeah, there::

::squares shoulders, moving to the half darkened corner where a certain pilot seems to be brooding::

::stops a pace away, reaching out to lay a hand atop his shoulder::

Hey.

tom, harry, voyager

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