john.sanchez@us.army.mil wrote:
>>> 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?"
"Let me check." he turns to the computer terminal next to him
and runs his hand over the touch screen...
"Yes, ma'am. You are on the list. If you have your access
card, you can go right up...um, that's room D108."
OOC: Still need to hear from Greg and Bob.
Eris
Akus Moby
