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A long day has passed as Cadet McIntyre entered the mess hall for dinner. Grabbing his try and a drink he moved along to an empty table and sat down, laying his silverware out in orderly fashion and placing his napkin in his lap. Normally he would have just went to his quarters and had a snack or a quick meal without communicating with his fellow Starfleet personnel. * he took a sip of his coffee and placed back on the table.* As personal began to come to dinner.

Cadet Samuel McIntyre- Security Officer