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USS Constellation

It's Cracking!

Brenna was working at her ‘other’ desk in the small pet Emporium. The one behind the bulk head, that had all her fun gadgets and do-dads. Freki came to the door whining loudly and pawing that floor by her feet. She stopped what she was doing and watched him. Nodding to herself she closed out what she was doing, got up and sealed the office behind the bulkhead. “Alright, show me.” She followed the husky down the corridor and into the very last room on the left. “I know you want to play but not yet.”

CRACK! Brenna’s eyes widened and she walked over toward the perfectly round sphere sitting in a pile of rocks. There was a large crack in it. “OH wonderful! Good job Freki.” She donned a very thin and agile EV suit and stepped through the forcefield and placed a combadge on the sphere. Stepping back out she took off the helmet and breathing mask. =^=Atoded to Transporter room 1. Lock on to Combadge Alpha 09 and transport directly to the captain’s ready room. It’s time!=^= The only response was a large guffaw and the sphere disappeared. =^=Atoded to Zarcal. Sir you need to get to your quarters. It’s time. I’ll meet you there.=^=

Brenna headed up several decks to the captain’s quarters. She replaced her helmet and breathing mask. She knew he kept a fluorine atmosphere and it would burn her skin so she had donned the EV suit so he wouldn’t have to change the environmental conditions in his quarters.
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP

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