=====Main Lounge, USS Chimera===== Over the two weeks that Ra’nar had been on the chimera, he had spent all his time doing two things. Getting drunk in search of female company and training. This may have been a strangle way to spend your time but in all honestly there was not much else to do, he was saving the pleaser of introducing himself to the ODA CO for a later date as there was no need while on leave. Other than his woman chasing on Bragg he had not really interacted with anybody, until three hours ago when he accidental ran into three other ODA members. Quite literally ‘ran’ into them, he was jogging at the time. For the last three hours he had been talking laughing and joking with them, they were a little on the eccentric side. In fact Ra’nar would not have trusted them to water his cactus, and he didn’t have one, but on the whole they seemed like good people. Private Christopher Walker seemed to be the loudest of the three, Ra’nar recognised his accent as English from the Human Social studies he had done when he first came to earth in an attempt to understand Humans better. “…too bad, really. Things would be much simpler if Marines weren't people. We wouldn't have to put up with things like brussel sprouts, letter writing, feeding the animals, cream cheese, the Eiffel Tower,...” Ra’nar had no idea what Walker was talking about, the man seemed to be able to talk with ever taking a brake. Ra’nar also got the impression that he had forgotten he was sitting with three other people. Walker continued, “...American television programs, the colour mauve...” Ra’nar decided that it was time to jump in. “Private Walker?” The man jumped as if Ra’nar had startled him. “Excuse me? Who do you think you are, sneaking up on people like that?” Said Walker with an expression of shock on his face. “Can we please change the subject?” asked Ra’nar as he finished his Andorian tea. “Certainly,” replied walker with a new found smile on his face. Ra’nar had an idea of what to talk about. “Have you been to sickbay lately?” He asked trying to be as innocent as possible. “No.” An uncharacteristically short reply for someone who enjoyed to talk so much. “Well have you seen Nurse Lucy F...” Ra’nar was cut off mid sentence. “Have you any idea how small the medical staff on the ship is? I know It is a small ship but when I come back from a fire fight with creatures that have twelve legs, I like to know that I will be able to get treatment for my injuries or my allergies.” Ra’nar sighed. “I am a medical specialist along with many others, you also have the Emergency Medical Hologram program, should you need assistance.” Ra’nar said trying to get back to what he was saying. “I don’t believe in those things.” Replied Walker ”Nevertheless, it is a resource at your disposal, should you require it.” Ra’nar was now getting tiered of the man. ”No. I mean I don’t believe they exist. I’ve never seen one. They’re like sprites, you know.” “Sprites?” asked Ra’nar surprised at the response. ”Of course. You know the little flying faeries en such. They're very troublesome. Engineers always mumble some jargon about some such problems.. but.. I know what's really to blame Sprites of course.....” Ra’nar cleared his throat softly, hoping to interrupt Walker's discussion of Sprites that he had unfortunately started. ”.. then the next thing you know it's a breach! I mean they're evil we need to erect some sort of defence from them.. ..I must request we do something! The danger alone to the ship should warrant a few extra shifts...” There was now no stopping him. “I sould have stayed In bed.” =====End Log===== Private Ra’nar Medical specialist USS Chimera & Private Christopher Walker Communications specialist USS Chimera (NCP Ra’nar) _________________________________________________________________ Be the first to hear what's new at MSN - sign up to our free newsletters! http://www.msn.co.uk/newsletters