Once Lt Urquart leaves the ship, the crew gathers in the crew
commons to hear the Captain's orders.
Mirren has determined that the ship is ready to make any sort of
on-planet hops you need. Issac has a list of consumable medical
supplies
used up by the previous low/mid/high passengers to restock. Paris
has a
similar list for live support and food. Both Mirren and Dez have
some
refits/repairs in mind that they want to remind the Captain of.
Sharda
has her cargo manifest out and wants to talk about dropping off
freight,
selling cargo, and buying more for their next stop...the very dry
desert
world of Callia. Bert, otoh, is mostly thinking about shore leave
and a
few beers at the local bars. And somewhere on the passenger deck
a lonely, and not quite drunk, Lord Percy is fiddling around with
nothing
constructive to occupy his mind or hands.
Paris is aware of this and has already asked Bart a question in regards to dear lord percy...
Captain Krikor strides back into the commons and sees his
assembled crew
seated around tables drinking Paris' tea and eating
sandwiches...and
waiting to hear from him...
Paris stayed towards the rear of the group, seated and crossed her legs demurely, awaiting words from the captain...
