==/-\== Starbase ==/-\== Cortez had been sleeping for what seemed like the last 24 hours straight. When he awoke it felt as if he'd been hit by a bus. Every muscle and every bone in his entire body ached. "I should of been a fighter pilot", he mumbled to himself as he stood up. Since there was a limited supply of rooms on the starbase many people had to double up and share accommodations. Except for the marines who were stuffed in 3 and sometimes 4 at a time. But that's what they expected. Dodging arms and legs and heads Cortez stepped into the bathroom and took a quick shower. After getting dressed he exited his quarters and made his way down the hallway only to bump in to the teams only Cardassian medic. Stopping short Cortez exclaimed, "Ra'nar you resilient bastard, I see they kicked you out of sickbay. Did the nurses get tired of you harassing them?". Ra'nar had only been out of Sickbay for an hour. Only long enough to replicate a few clothes and have a wash. He was a little surprise to run into Cortez as the decks seemed fairly quiet, no doubt a result of everybody being injured or tired. Ra'nar laughed at the comment. "Me harassing them. Ha, it was the other way around. The amount of tests they want to do is unbelievable. So I just thought I would stretch my legs." Richard smiled, "Yah, I would of came to visit you, but you know how it is, I try and avoid the place if I can". "Well your arm looks better at least." Ra'nar thought back to the carnage of engineering, "seemed like almost everybody was walking wounded." Richard nodded his head, he'd no doubt be having nightmares for some time, "Yah...we lost a lot of good people", he said with a sigh. "Say Corporal, do you fancy a drink." Ra'nar knew it was early, well he was not sure if it was very early of very late, but he could down four bottles of Andorian Ale. "Purely for medicinal peruses, you understand." He said Smiling. Suddenly Richard face turned into a big grin, "I like your style, just out of sickbay and ready to drink, you read my mind private. I've never been here before, do you have any place in particular in mind?" Ra'nar thought back to a rumour he had heard from one of the Base Engineers who had done a bit of work in Sickbay. "I have herd rumours, of a trader on the station who has acquired ore than a few barrels of Romulan Ale." Ra'nar's Smile got bigger, "Now of course, as we are off Duty we could not arrest the trader...But as SSF personal I feel that it is are duty to make sure this Ale is of a high standard so that I does not endanger anyone who may stay from the law and buy some of this Ale." Richard chuckled, "The last time I drank Andorian ale I passed out and hit my head "on a brick wall.". Ra'nar laughed, "Do you think we will get any hazard pay for this?" "I guess it depends on how heavy the barrels are", Richard replied. "Lead the way doc, lets get out of here before Walsh shows up and makes us scrub the latrines with our toothbrushes." (OOC To Be Continued...) ==/-\== End Log ==/-\== PFC Rana'r ODA Medical Specialist USS Chimera Corporal Richard Cortez ODA Weapons Specialist USS Chimera