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“I was thinking that; with my specialist knowledge of the Sciences and my Council skills I could be the
ships Science officer. I also have my Degree in Social rehabilitation and Counselling too. So I…”
Leeson said and Dagnor interrupted him.
“You are officially hired. Mary D’Elbart has not come back to me so she’s lucked out. Now all I need
is for Midas Rexel988 to get back to me on the Second Engineer’s position and the Crew Manifest
will be complete. You know of course we have the great T’luha Habra herself as Head of Engineering
and as a Command officer on the Bridge. General Henderson swung that; letting her out of the
contract she’d signed to design and build a new armed Scout Skitter for the Patrol. She’s an amazing

                                 woman in real life too” Dagnor crowed and winked at Leeson.
                                 “Would it be too forward of me to say we celebrate the placement with a
                                 small celebratory drink?” He said and pulled out a flask of Sonoran
                                 Kegnar Whiskey from the wide sleeve of his robe.
                                 Where did you get that from? I thought it had been banned from import
                                 from Kelgar because of its potency!!” Dagnor said amazed and retrieved
                                 two shot glasses from a cupboard behind his desk.
                                 “Oh nothing much; just my Diplomatic privileges, and a small bribe to a
                                 Customs officer, to turn a blind eye when my hand luggage went through
                                 the scanner. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I had a crate of the stuff
                                 going through Diplomatic channels also.” Leeson said in reply with a
                                 wicked smile on his face. The two of them celebrated his appointment to
                                 the Bridge Crew of the Endeavour. The Whiskey hit them after the
second glass and they were well on to the way to being drunk as Midas Rexel998 walked in.
“Ah! May I try that?” The Bio-Mechanoid asked. Dagnor poured him a glass. Midas downed it in one.
Spluttered then beamed a wide smile “That’s powerful stuff! You could run a combustion engine off
that! But why waste it on something so mundane. What are we celebrating?” he asked. Dagnor
explained and Midas saluted Leeson with a second glass “Slàinte mhòr agus a h-uile beannachd
duibh” he said in the form of a toast. The other two looked puzzled so he elaborated. “It’s an ancient
Gaelic salute from a land called Eire on old Earth. It translates as “Great health and every good
blessing to you”” he said. The others raised their glasses and said the same back in unison…

         T’luha was checking over the Engine Bay. The “tweaks” she
asked for had been expertly installed, She was startled by the sound of
cursing coming from behind a console in the control room. She
wandered over and looked through the blast shielding. A young
Achenazi male was struggling with some stray cabling and was having
even more difficulty with some Kryst control circuits.
“Ahrahi Nenu? Magdeh long varro schmek!” he said through his
clenched teeth, He had a loop of optical fibre cable in his mouth. He sat up and banged his head on
the enclosure door that was propped up with a long wrench. That promptly fell over and the door
slammed shut on his fingers “ARGH! VAROZ MECK!” he cursed aloud then stopped short when he
saw T’luha. She looked cross for a moment then burst out laughing. That set the young man laughing
too. They both were gasping at the end. He apologised for his language and introduced himself to his
new boss.
“Ensign Jason “Red Fox” Heart Flower Ma’am; at your service, I’m junior Warp Field Specialist on
loan from Mira University Trust” he said after the two of them got their breath back.
“It’s nice to see that even the Achenazi can swear and curse like the rest of us. You wouldn’t care to
translate what you said; I don’t recognise the dialect?” she said. He went ashen and looked horrified.
“Relax: I already know; I’m just teasing. I hope that the Ancestors take it in the way it was meant”
She added and chuckled “Walk with me to Med Bay and tell me what exactly you were doing to that
console” she said and the two of them left the Control room. He explained that he was doing a
modification that should help with regulating the Plasma Flow better. He’d seen it done to a High
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