======Mess Hall====== Michael had just gotten two drinks from the makeshift bar at the end of the mess hall, one for himself and one for Commander Summers. It had taken Michael quite some time to get the drinks due to the long queue, it seems that the prospect of real alcohol was too much for the crew to resist. Michael made his way back to the table with both his hands full, trying his best not to spill any of the drinks. The Mess hall was buzzing with life, as he walked Michael could not help but notice the scenes around him. There were people laughing and joking in small groups, dancing together to the music of the ball and in some cases around the hall there were some who seemed to be getting with romantic with each other. Needless to say, everybody seemed to be enjoying themselves. Michael finally reached the table putting the drinks down while caching his breath from the assault course that had been ‘trying not to spill a drink.’ Just as he looked up to apologise for being such a long time at the bar, he realise that Commander Summers was no longer there. He looked around from left to right until he saw her on the dance flour with somebody else. She was with a man and she did she did not look at all happy, in fact she look like she was on the verge of tears. {What’s he done to make her so upset?} thought Michael. Michael looked to the table left of his and picked up a half empty bottle of whisky convinced that the man had in some way offended the Commander or was forcing her to do something. Then something strange happened, the man with Commander summers lifted her head up to face his, said something to her and to Michaels surprise she embraced him. Michael was taken back. He was not sure what was happening. When a Crewman walked past Michael he stopped him. “Who is that with Commander summers?” Asked Michael. “That is Commander Shane Guzman, the ships Executive Officer and at present acting CO” Replied the crewman. “Are they…. Involved?” “Yes, they make a very happy couple don’t they?” Enquired the crewman. “…Yes…Yes they do.” Replied Michael, slightly in shock. Michael continued to watch the two of them until they left the mess hall. Michael then turned his attention to the half empty bottle of whisky in his hand. He had never been much of a drinker but in one fell swoop Michael emptied the bottle with even taken breaths in between gulps. {Michael you are a complete idea} he thought to himself as he turned his attention to the two drinks that he had just acquired at the bar. Michael felt someone barge into him, he turned ready to nock their head off. “Sorry” said a feminine voice. Michael looked at the women standing in front of him, she was wearing the ODA dress uniform with the insignia rank of Private on her collar. She looked a younger than Michael, as if she had joined strait from school and had red flowing hair. Now a little drunk and upset Michael looked her up and down before saying, “Fancy a dance?” “Sure.” She responded with a somewhat innocent smile on her face. =/\= End log =/\= ******==========****** Cdt. Michael McKnight ODA Assistant Commander USS Chimera ******==========****** _________________________________________________________________ It's fast, it's easy and it's free. Get MSN Messenger today! http://www.msn.co.uk/messenger