<div dir="ltr"><div class="gmail_default" style=""><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Day: 2</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Stardate: 2445.12.02</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"> </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(USS Exeter – Gym, weight room –CO, Captain Trip Williams – 2122)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><br></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Trip nodded, "So umm, hows, the um school work?"</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"> </p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“It’s nicely balanced at the moment, pretty run of the mill. Letting us in gently I suppose, though I know life on a ship is nothing like that. I’d like a ship like this, when it comes to my time.” She smiled warmly, “You’re lucky, Bracken’s a badass. I’d totally like to be like totally her…” Lana blushed. “I’m sorry. I’m interrupting you. I’m out of your hair. My sets done.” </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"> </p><p style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">"It's all good," Trip replied, "And while Commander Bracken is a badass, don't worry about trying to be her, just try and be you. It will payoff." Trip smiled and noticed Petty Officer Sytuk enter and place heavy weight on the bench to lift.</span></p><p style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Georgia;background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">~Well, ask to be humbled and you will be humbled.~ Trip smirked to himseslf. He was half paying attention to Lana as she said good bye. Not even registering her words, he just nodded and smiled. Then as he noticed her leave he just waved and said, "Have a good night."</span></p><p style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><font face="Georgia"><span style="font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap"><br>Trip then turned  back to his bench to finish his workout.</span></font></p><p style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><font face="Georgia"><span style="font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap">
~Come on Trip, get your head in the game. You have no idea what Lana just said to you, you zoned out. For all you know she could have said something important and all you just said is have a good night. Dumbass.~</span></font></p><p style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><font face="Georgia"><span style="font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></font></p><p style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><font face="Georgia"><span style="font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap">Trip then took a breath and continued his work out.</span></font></p><p style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><font face="Georgia"><span style="font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></font></p><p style="line-height:1.656;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><font face="Georgia"><span style="font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap">(reply none)
(posted by Will)</span></font></p></div></div>