EXETERRPG: (1, 1406) ACMO, Ensign Dural Methor DrPH

[Todd Holladay]

Mission: Space was cool before it mattered
Day: 1
Stardate: 2446.04.25

 (USS Exeter - Medical Sciences Lab - ACMO, Ensign Dural Methor DrPH - 1406)

Glancing down, she blushed. “I’m glowing? That’s really sweet, thank you.”
She smiled. “Near six months.” She said simply. “The Bajoran in me speeds
things up a bit. How are you my friend?”

"Keeping busy." Dural admitted. "Curious that they sent the near six month
gravidic woman across the galaxy?"

Ailynn rolled her eyes. “I’m here in my mother’s stead, doesn’t look good
for an Admiral to run round chasing ancient rumours, much more fun for her
to send her heavily pregnant daughter, ” she smirked.

"I am very glad you are here, though I'm more troubled with the recent
development with the away team and the miners." Dural said concern showing
on his face.

(Reply Bracken)

"I had no doubts you were as well." Dural agreed. "Promise me you won't
approach any of the away teams or minors until they've been cleared by
myself or Dr. Kruze."

(Reply Bracken)

"Just being cautious of teratogenic effects the various types of radiation
could have." Dural frowned, "I won't let anything happen to the life you're
carrying."

(Reply Bracken)
(Posted by Todd)




-- 
Todd Holladay
SGT, IA ANG (Ret)

"There will always be those who mean to do us harm. To stop them, we risk
awakening the same evil within ourselves. Our first instinct is to seek
revenge when those we love are taken from us, but that's not who we are." -
Captain James T. Kirk
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