====== Outside Ra’nar’s quarters ====== Ra’nar walked back to his quarters, kit in one hand and shacking the other, “bloody electric shocks.” The holodeck program had been modified to give small electric charge any time one of the giant grasshoppers dealt out an injury. And as Ra’nar had received the great ‘honour’ of being on point, he had been injured three times, which was something of a record with being killed. Ra’nar chucked his kit onto the floor as he entered his quarters and made his way over to a set of boxes in the corner of the room. Ra’nar pulled out a hypospray from one of the boxes and injected into his neck, reliving the pain. “There are some perks to being the medical Specialist,” said Ra’nar out aloud to himself. Apart form the injuries the training had gone well, they had again stormed the bridge successfully, this time only receiving one dead team member and not due to ’blue on blue,’ which could only be an improvement. Ra’nar had also got talking to a guy from Beta named Graham Ferdinand. It seemed that Graham was not only a marine, but also a keen musician and was trying to put a ship band together. When he herd that Ra’nar played a little Guitar in his spare time, he would not leave him alone. Constantly nagging him, eventually Ra’nar said he would think about it. {Heading to wards a region of space were many ships are lost, ready to face an army of grasshopper look-alikes and he wants to put a band together.} Sometimes, Human behaviour really did startle Ra’nar. Ra’nar had also been informed that as the ship was know entering the Marsh, security was going to be stepped up. Meaning there would be rotating patrols around the bridge, engineering and any other vulnerable areas. Ra’nar thought that this would be an opportunity to make up for some of the damage done by the fight by volunteering to be one the late shift patrols. Of course everybody was going to patrol, there was no question in that but nobody wanted to be on the late shifts, it was incredibly draining and boring, for some reason everybody had the idea that action only happens between 09:00 and 17:00. Ra’nar picked up his kit to put it away nicely before opening a small chest under his bed, the chest contained seventeen bottles of ‘Single Malt 2356.” {A good year,} though Ra’nar as he opened one of the bottles. Of course scotch was nowhere near a tasteful as some of the Cardassian drinks he had replicated. But it sure did hit the spot and when you needed to escape reality an hour or two there was nothing better. ====== Eng Log ====== _________________________________________________________________ Winks & nudges are here - download MSN Messenger 7.0 today! http://messenger.msn.co.uk