Roman frowned at the stick. “Might as well bring it down to the labs later. It is from Kelmao.” He for once, did not resist Randy’s help getting to the shower. Once Randy had left, he showered, taking longer than he normally would to scrub the mud off his skin and out of his hair. About twenty minutes later, he exited the bathroom in clean clothes, limping on his right leg. He stopped at the doorway to the bathroom and leaned on the door way, making no effort to hide the limp or the pain. He looked like he was walking to his own beheading or something.

~ Lt Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand had given Shrine problems. She was dragging it out, on purpose. She had oh so many things she had to take with her. She had to get someone to come get that stick and take it to the ecology lab. Then she was trying to strip the beds. They weren’t horrible and she knew Randy’s jab about the mud was just to distract Roman a little. But she was doing it anyway. Shrine finally had enough and hauled Rand out of her quarter and into the waiting chair. It was safer then letting Rand hobble around. In the chair she couldn’t find something to distract her.

Randy was waiting as he came out. He slid a chair over next to him so he wouldn’t have to stand the whole time. Randy was in counselor mode. He didn’t want to drag this out, Roman would get more stubborn, but…”Is here anything you want to talk about or questions I can answer before we leave?”

Randy