> > As Bart begins his run, he can see Paris heading offship and back > > into the starport proper, apparently off to go brief the skipper. > > > > She walks as quickly as her tired and sore muscles will allow her, > > her mind running itself at full tilt , considering her next series > of > > tasks-she glances at her wrist chrono and touches the keycard to > > Sasha's suite, still nestled tightly in her pocket > > Paris has no difficulty traveling from the Shipyards to the hotel > where Sasha is registered. The front desk is staffed. > > Paris walks to the desk and the man there says, "How can I help you ma'am?" Paris reaches into her pocket and pulls out the keycard. "I'm staying with Captain Ctvrtznadzeh; I'm Persephone Sobotkas." She gave a small smile. "Has he returned to his room; if not-he did give me an access card, but did he include me on the list of authorized entrants?"
