::It had been about 30 minutes since Sorik had left Chelin to spend some time in Nightshade. It was quite amusing to see other visitors wearing night-vision goggles, even if he himself was wearing one.::
::During that time, Chelin had gotten himself a found on Linara-only plant called Isvicre Maties from a wise old man at the back corner of the main corridor. The shop was bustling and specialised in things related to Linaran-geography like rocks and plants. He planned on studying the plant when he had free time.::
::Whilst he was casually looked into a small booth, he bumped eye-goggles first into the person next to him.::
Ch'Gabor: Sorry! ::he looked up at the man::
Morningstar: ?
Ch'Gabor: ::he paused, thinking:: I have a feeling I have seen you somewhere before. Personnel files, I think.
Morningstar: ?
Ch'Gabor: Ah. You must be an intel guy, now, Mr.Morningstar?
Morningstar: ?
((TAG/TBC))
Lt.JG Chelin Ch'Gabor
Chief Science Officer
USS Constitution-B
C239212CC0
FBC Member