[From one Ship....]
......still quite disarrayed over the last few weeks of his life, Tasrek finishes collecting his things and makes for the transporter room...
[....To Another]
Upon his arrival to the Ts'Irk Tas receives his quarters assignment. He begins to walk the endless corridor down the centerline of the ship. Looking around him at the other Rihanssu Republicans scurrying to and for making preparations for something. Ah! Here it was his new quarters. The doors slid open smoothly. They revealed a senior officers quarters, set neatly. not the crammed mess he had grown accustomed to in recent months. Placing his things on the bed to the left of the door he began to move in. As he opens the closet he finds more new uniforms, this time black....as he thinks back to the other members in the passageway, he decides on black and begins to change
clothes. He looks into the mirror one last time and exits his quarters.
He is finally on a warbird. Not only a tremendous feat in engineering, but for Rihanssu. These had been and still were the pride and joy of the Galae. An exquisite ship through and through. Neat passageways.... and a plethora of them to boot. And a weapons system that could take out a planet...well nearly anyway. And most of all it Had�� Women. Many of them. He had almost forgotten the inquisition and such, but the thought of that beauty he had met on Hama now rest in his mind. Just as he was daydreaming he got the sweet scent of yet Another�.. food. Looking at his chronometer. Have to wait for after the meeting. He wanted to be early for this meeting. More than that he wanted to see the oira first. This was just the ship he had commanded time after time on the holodeck of the Intrepid. Yes he wanted to look around.
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