The Bajoran Ale Falz had managed to smuggle aboard with him stared with all the temptaions of an Orion slave girl, or perhaps of Alenis Meru, the fabled Bajoran Resistance Fighter who’s beauty and whispered promises had lured many gulliable Cardassian to their well earned deaths. His mother claimed that his sisters were decended from the fameous Alenis Meru and their own beauty was testomony to that. Hegush didn’t know if she was a real person or just a story the old cow had come up with to entertain his sisters Menia and Eezi. Eezi in particular had loved those stories, bragging about how one day she would do the same with her own looks as she was clearly blessed by the Prophets.

It was funny the ways the Prophets had for laughing at them.

His PADD alarm chimed, reminding him he still had to check in. He moved fast. Grabbing the bottle of Ale and shoving it far into the back of the small cupboard in his quarters. There would be time for the temptress later but not now. Now he had to check in. Starting with the Counsellors office. Doing his best to look like he knew where he was going, he navigated his way to the CNS office. Eventually he found himself where he wanted to be and rung the chime, quietly humming to himself as he waited.

Lt. (j.g.) Hegush
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