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<blockquote data-quote="knightemplar" data-source="post: 5209535" data-attributes="member: 56260">The door slides open to reveal Lt. D'Vassa and a small dark haired human behind her in a red uniform. &nbsp;&quot;Dr. Crescent, This is Crewman L'thass. I sent most of the senior staff her file earlier.&quot;, the Lt. says as she motions for the crewman to sit. &nbsp;Taking a quick look in Raphael's&nbsp; PADD, he does see the file in it, but denotes that it is marked as classified. &nbsp;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&nbsp;&quot;Lt. Martinez, make sure all inertial dampners are set to maximum. Mr. Benson bring us up to three quarters impulse on a heading of 345 by 245 mark 4.&quot; The Commodore says, as she leans back in her seat. &quot;If we can not do a weapons test, lets at least see how she handles.&quot;&nbsp;As Benson looks down at the navigational side of his console, he notes it is moving away from the asteroid belt and Jupiter itself. &nbsp;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&nbsp;As Lt. Commander Winters and Lt. Commander Hale escort Lt. Morrow up to the next deck and to the magazine. They note that going down the corridor to the magazine, there are small obstructions half way down for the two security guards holding phaser rifles to take cover behind. &nbsp;As the group approaches, both come to attention in the precense of the superior officers. On the wall by the door, there is a hand scanner, eye scanner and a vocal recognition unit. &nbsp;Karen steps up to the door frame with a feeling that she has done this many times before. She puts her hand on the hand scanner and her face against the eye scanner. &nbsp;&quot;Lt. Karen Morrow service number 943210245.&quot;, as she comes away from the scanner, the duranium 10 inch thick door slides open. Behind the door, a large computer console is set up about 6 feet in front of the door, and behind it is racks and racks of torpedos.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="knightemplar, post: 5209535, member: 56260"] The door slides open to reveal Lt. D'Vassa and a small dark haired human behind her in a red uniform. "Dr. Crescent, This is Crewman L'thass. I sent most of the senior staff her file earlier.", the Lt. says as she motions for the crewman to sit. Taking a quick look in Raphael's PADD, he does see the file in it, but denotes that it is marked as classified. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Lt. Martinez, make sure all inertial dampners are set to maximum. Mr. Benson bring us up to three quarters impulse on a heading of 345 by 245 mark 4." The Commodore says, as she leans back in her seat. "If we can not do a weapons test, lets at least see how she handles." As Benson looks down at the navigational side of his console, he notes it is moving away from the asteroid belt and Jupiter itself. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As Lt. Commander Winters and Lt. Commander Hale escort Lt. Morrow up to the next deck and to the magazine. They note that going down the corridor to the magazine, there are small obstructions half way down for the two security guards holding phaser rifles to take cover behind. As the group approaches, both come to attention in the precense of the superior officers. On the wall by the door, there is a hand scanner, eye scanner and a vocal recognition unit. Karen steps up to the door frame with a feeling that she has done this many times before. She puts her hand on the hand scanner and her face against the eye scanner. "Lt. Karen Morrow service number 943210245.", as she comes away from the scanner, the duranium 10 inch thick door slides open. Behind the door, a large computer console is set up about 6 feet in front of the door, and behind it is racks and racks of torpedos. [/QUOTE]

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