captain james t. kirk (buckleup) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2009-09-10 23:05:00 |
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WHO: James T. Kirk & Seven of Nine
WHEN: morning, close to afternoon
WHERE: astrometrics and hopefully not astrometrics for a change
RATING: TBA
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He'd gotten up early. Something that wasn't necessarily unusual for him, especially not here and not while on board the Enterprise when duty rosters demanded the captain be awake before most of the morning shift even started crawling out of their beds and pulling on their uniforms. Instead of checking scans, however, he went out for a jog. He spent too much time in astrometrics running scans, watching that moon, trying to do more with the adjustments Gabriel had made to their equipment; far too much time -- as did Seven.
The captain showered after returning and dressed, moving into astrometrics to find her working at the consoles, as usual. She needed to get out more and he needed to ask her about what he'd promised Claire he'd talk to her about. This laser tag ordeal was getting a little out of hand in his opinion, but a promise was a promise and he was going to still play and see if he could get Seven to.
"Long shot, but find anything new this morning?" He asked as he walked in.