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<div><span class="gmail_quote">On 10/4/07, <b class="gmail_sendername">Captain Mitchell</b> <<a href="mailto:capt.mitchell@travellercentral.com">capt.mitchell@travellercentral.com</a>> wrote:</span>
<blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid"><br>On Oct 4, 2007, at 7:22 AM, Bonni Feltz wrote:<br>><br>> "Oh that would be just fine. I'll think I'll stay on board the
<br>> ship and catch up on entering new data. Everything is fine here.<br>> All crew are as healthy as a horse. You have anything else that<br>> you need done?"<br><br><br>"Not that I can think of. Glad to hear that everyone is still in good
<br>health. The repair crews should be there as soon as Spruance gets<br>done at the chandlers. You might have to let them in. They will need<br>full access to the ship areas to repair the life support systems."<br><br>
When I am done with this conversation call Lieutenant Keenikh<br><br><br>--<br>Captain Alexander "Mad Dog" Mitchell</blockquote>
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<div>"Roger that Mitch. My last patient has decided to wait outside until you return. See you for dinner and don't forget the broad spectrum anti toxin. Kat out."</div>
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<div>Kat grins as she cuts the communication and secures medbay again. She decides to wait outside with Boris for the people to show up but before she goes, she double checks that the security cameras and feeds are working. A quick stop to grab more kaff from archie and something to munch on for Boris and herself and she's set until more people show up.
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<div>Waiting for others, Kat hands Boris some of the food. "Eat. Doctors orders. I'm expecting workers to show up to do some repairs so we might as well get comfy while we wait. Besides, it doesn't hurt to have a big strong guy by my side when others show up. For some reason they take me more seriously when I have a guard. You wanna be hired on as my guard for a bit?"
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