EXETERRPG: (1-0942) SOPS/3O Cmdr Tyrek Na’Rel

[Rob Davis]

Mission: Space was cool before it mattered

Day: 1

Stardate: 2446.04.25


(USS Exeter - Deck 7- Sick Bay- SOPS/3O Cmdr Tyrek Na’Rel-0942)




“You know what,” Heinrich said, “I’ll take that offer. Yes.”


" That's the spirit ,Kruze." Tyrek said happily.


Heinrich stood up. “Nothing has happened so far, and I don’t anticipate
anything will happen today. I think I’ll take the day off.”


Tyrek looked at Kruze feeling a sense of shock.  " Wher..." He was cut off
before he could ask.


“Let’s be on our way.” Heinrich declared


" You mean right now? " Tyrek asked , wondering what had sparked to life
inside his friend.


( reply Kruze)


" I admire your enthusiasm, don't get me wrong ,but it's not even 1000."
Tyrek replied.



( reply Kruze)



Tyrek shook his head and laughed.

" You know what ? Let's do it. Today was supposed to be my day off anyway."
Tyrek said adamantly and jumped to his feet.


" It's Friday. Let's break up the monotony. " Tyrek declared.


" Grab two of those hyposprays that wipe the alcohol out of the system ,
just in case the nebula decides to lash out and attack us." Tyrek said
sarcastically about the nebula.
He was feeling a rush of excitement. He pulled his scheduling device out of
his pocket and changed his duty status to 'On Call'. It was after all his
off day and he had all his work caught up.


( reply Kruze)



( posted by Rob)
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