<div dir="auto"><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Day:03</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Stardate: 2445:12:03</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"> </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(USS Exeter – Ready Room - CO, Captain Trip Williams 1600)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">As Trip sat reading the various reports coming his way, he couldn't shake a number of bad feelings. First his ever increasing wanderlust and his desire to do something youthful and dangerous, like picking a fight with a Gorn. Furthermore he was troubled by the trauma endured by his former left and right hand. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">He wanted to just sit, and talk. Maybe just hanging out would ease them up or just get Ire to open up. Trip was worried about them. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">As he moved to the couch with a bottle of bourbon he felt the itch. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">~what's one or two glasses of day drinking gonna do. Shift is technically over. ~</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Trip tapped his commbadge. "Ire and Ravok. To my ready room. Asap."</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(Reply ire and Ravok)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:12.8px;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'arial';vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(Reply ire and Ravok)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="font-fami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