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Re: Role Play 1: Return -- Captain Janeway, 08:43:14 07/18/02 Thu
I find this very unnerving, and attempt to cover myself up. My head is pounding, but I can remember how we got here. "Who did that? Ensign, let us out." I say to the security guard outside the cell. "Sorry, Ma'am, I can't do that. I have my orders." She answers. I look at her incredulously. "By whose orders?" I ask. She answers matter-of-factly. "Chakotay's, ma'am." I roll my eyes and vow revenge on my First Officer.
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Re: Role Play 1: Return -- Vorik, 22:27:51 07/18/02 Thu
I believe Lt. Torres asked me to make repairs to the warp core, but this game of Kal-Toh is much too stimulating and I must not be allowed to distract myself. My quarters are much more comfortable than engineering and I feel that being too close to my superior, Lt. Torres, may initiate "pon farr". Therefore, I shall remain in my quarters, and continue this game of Kal-Toh, and hope I live to see tommorow.
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Re: Role Play 1: Return -- Ensign Harry Kim, 06:37:02 07/19/02 Fri
I was patrolling Deck five for anyone not in their quarters or in the brig. I saw somebady. I readied my compression rifle and aimed it in the direction in which I thought I saw something. I then felt like there was a knife in my back and everything went dark.
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