((Some Time Later))
Kim was going about her business when she felt a notification on her foldable padd.
Checking the device she found message from the flight department, from a marine captain she'd briefly skimmed over while reading about the ship's crew.
It seemed there would be a race with argo buggies through the desert in the southern hemisphere of the planet below.
She wondered who she might invite along. She remembered having a good deal of fun with T'Ama earlier.
Stapledon: =/\= Kim to T'Ama
T'Ama: =/\= Response
Stapledon: Are you at all interested in the race they have planned tomorrow?
T'Ama: =/\= Response
((OOC: Can backsim))
And then there was Torrel. Now that she was back from her mission it would be a good idea to get more into the thick of ship's society.
Stapledon: =/\= Kim to Torrel
Torrel: =/\= Response?
Stapledon: =/\= Do you like desert racing?
Torrel: =/\= Response?
-- Lt. Jg Kimberly Stapledon
Engineer
USS Constitution-B
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