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Post by Lt Greg Campbell on Dec 18, 2009 5:38:02 GMT -5
After the shift he just put in, plus having to "be nice" to Dr.Foley made Greg turn to the barman and ask for a double of his home drink, whiskey. He just wished there was someone else to talk to, even the barman was leaving. He hated having to work all the day, and be up all night. Maybe someone would have some "sleeping issues"......
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Post by W.C Danielle Gordon on Dec 18, 2009 13:07:14 GMT -5
Danielle had just finished her last game of gambling, having won again. She bid the rest of the squadron goodbye and headed to the mess hall, not quite ready to sleep yet.
Being slightly buzzed already, she got another drink from the replicator and sat down at the bar.
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Post by Lt Greg Campbell on Dec 20, 2009 7:42:24 GMT -5
"We meet again Danielle. What are you drinking tonight?"
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Post by W.C Danielle Gordon on Dec 20, 2009 23:02:59 GMT -5
"Somethin to get me going, obviously." she replied, leaning forward onto the bar while looking at her drink for a moment, a cocktail glass of some of the finest wine.
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