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[captainchakotay]

::makes final visual sweep of shuttle bay, satisfied with results...two shuttles as ready for launch as they'll ever be, and two away teams...as ready as they'll ever be::

::offers particularly hard look to former drone when her head turns from jennydelaney, sighing inwardly at returned, painfully innocuousness look::

::glances back over to Baxial...Jetal

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[ltcmdrtomparis]

::grits teeth while waiting for mirrorlinnis to finish her grand entrance...should have just left her in sickbay instead of remembered and gone back::

::resists urge to physically boot her in, doing a sharp pass when finally given space::

::offers razor thin smile to Indian, meeting him halfway across deck::

In time?

[captainchakotay]

A party never starts without you...Tom.

::observes his bounty, all three pieces::

Last minute favors?

[ltcmdrtomparis]

::lifts Borg battery kit briefly::

This one's for my wife, actually.

The other is my medic hands on pop quiz.

::quirks lip at his aggrieved look...Linnis has picked stranger times to test::

Inoculations, Chakotay. Inoculations.

[captainchakotay]

Ah.

::skirts gaze around him, hoping the doctor's double will take hint and ton down her eagerness::

I thought I said we were foregoing those. Per your concern, if I recall.