<html><head></head><body><div class="yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family:garamond, new york, times, serif;font-size:13px;"><div id="ydpa908a335yahoo_quoted_9894432825" class="ydpa908a335yahoo_quoted"><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="en-NL">Mission:
Prelude</span><br><div style="font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;color:#26282a;"><div><div id="ydpa908a335yiv1207519974"><div><div style="font-family:garamond, new york, times, serif;font-size:13px;" class="ydpa908a335yiv1207519974yahoo-style-wrap"><div dir="ltr"><div><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="en-NL"></span><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="en-NL">Day: </span><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="EN-US">7</span><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="en-NL"></span><br><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="en-NL"></span><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="en-NL">Stardate: 2446.03.</span><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="EN-US">29</span>
<p style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:normal;" class="ydpa908a335yiv1207519974ydp80f58300MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="EN-US">(USS Illuminar – Corridor – ACONN Alexander Dyson – 1407)</span>
</p><p style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:normal;" class="ydpa908a335yiv1207519974ydp80f58300MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="EN-US">After he had returned to the ship on the twenty-fifth, Alex had begun
doing his time at the Rec Room. This had done much to improve the mood of Bebe,
who had been very cranky with the fact that all the other Knights had tried to
dodge their punishment for the Rec Room brawl. ~Or at least, that’s how she
came across to me.~ Having pulled double duty for several days straight now,
Alex didn’t have the time or the energy to do anything other then head to his
quarters to get some sleep.</span>
</p><p style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:normal;" class="ydpa908a335yiv1207519974ydp80f58300MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="EN-US">~Time to make some Zs.~ But as he approached his quarters, he noticed
that there was somebody outside Cabin 5B. She was wearing the yellow of
security and talking to somebody on her combadge. </span>
</p><p style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:normal;" class="ydpa908a335yiv1207519974ydp80f58300MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="EN-US">“….over, I’m going to bed. So you will have to bother somebody else, Long
out.”</span>
</p><p style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:normal;" class="ydpa908a335yiv1207519974ydp80f58300MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:8.0pt;font-family:New serif;" lang="EN-US">The two of them exchanged a nod and went into their cabins.</span>
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