(( Valhalla, Forward Observation Lounge ))
Strathmore: No, I am more than satisfied. Thank you though.
Charn: But I'm not. ::Turning to Aine:: The kid called you here because I need to know what it is I am to do on this ::he made a show of looking around Valhalla, barely disguising a show of disdain:: fine vessel of yours. Doesn't look like you need any help, so do I just sit in the cargo hold all day and wait for people to toss me scraps?
oO There he goes again… Oo
Strathmore: No, Mister Charn.
Sherlock: Response
Charn: Does it come with a cot, even? For little ol' Charn?
Charn let out a bellicose laugh and patted his paunchy stomach.
Sherlock: Response
Arthur looked at the two. His eyes panning back and forth.
Strathmore: Well, I’m glad to have facilitated diplomacy. Is there anything else that is needed of me?
Arthur felt fatigue beginning to pull at him. When had he last slept?
Charn/Sherlock: Response
Strathmore: Aye, Commander.
Charn/Sherlock: Response
Strathmore: I hope to make more hasperat and then retire until my next shift.
Charn/Sherlock: Response
Ensign Arthur Strathmore
Medical Officer
USS Valkyrie, NCC-76418-A
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