>IC> Ahem. "All hands. This is your Captain speaking. We have a lot to do >in a short time frame. Mira and Cory are on cleaning duty. Zeek, Jez, >Arvitis, you assist in the cargo loading; Shawn you do that and then we >gotta get the flight plan filed and the travel estimates done, because >whether we take that football team depends on when we can get back to >Mark. Jac, you go with Woof and deal with the Chandlers. I gotta arrange >refuelling and some other adminsitrivia." Mira snaps to and hauls Cory off, bodily if necessary and the two set to cleaning house. The time passes quickly what with all the exchanges of wit, double entendres, flaming cheeks (mira) and one pillow fight to highlight the otherwise tedious chore. In the end, they are exhausted and Mira leads a grousing Cory to the galley and fetches a cold beersii for each of them before sinking gratefully into a seat. Its about that time that someone tells her she's got a delivery of supplies for Sick Bay and before she can even thank them, someone else is wanting to deliver supplies for the 'ponics lab. She takes the beersii with her, and a grousing Cory, too, and they get all of that stocked in and put away, too. Then they collapse in the galley again with another beersii. Mira
