(( Tucker Station Shipyards ))
Honestly, Watchtower class star bases always felt bigger once you got
inside. Maybe it was because most people were used to the giant
Trojan-class II class or Deep Space class stations. At the moment Thomas
Prendar was just glad to be off the freighter for now.
Being a civilian meant that he didn't have the ability to travel among
most Starfleet vessels though he had been able to get a ride now and
then. That meant no fancy uniform but just his cargo pants, t-shirt and
dark worn jacket. He had to look nondescript. Thanks to the work he was
doing now, he had to work on keeping a low profile so it was long
haulers, and civilian ships for him now.
His employer had informed him that they would be coming to Tucker
Station Shipyards in a day or two and that meant he had some time to
kill. That was when he spotted a face that jumped out at him. Thomas
knew he had seen it before but then it hit him. Her dossier years ago
thanks to her being listed as part of a lost vessel in the Frontier Day
fiasco. He had been up for days processing reports to funnel up to
Commodore Taybrim. If anything, Prendar was good at remembering faces.
Necessary in Intelligence.
Bored and nothing else to do, he decided to approach her but making sure
that she knew he was coming.
Prendar: This is going to sound strange but you're Charlotte Brexis,
correct?
Brexis: response
Prendar: ::chuckling:: I'm Thomas Prendar. I remember your face from
reports we were processing after the Frontier Day incident. Used to be
in intelligence before I retired.
Brexis: response
Prendar: What brings you so far out here?
Brexis: response
PNPC Thomas Prendar
Security Contractor
As Simmed by...
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Lt. Commander Diz'mim Ch'Nilmani
First Officer
USS Constitution-B NCC 9012-B
Temporal Records Facilitator
V238008N10
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