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: : : "Mmm!" James intoned and looked thoughtful. "What's good in zero-gravity... Actually, let's say scrap the zero-g, and we can go back to my place and we can make use of a table and some real food. Well... replicated food... real enough I guess. Sound good?" he asked, surrupticiously trying to catch one of his orbiting shoes with a toe.
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: : : -James
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: : "You mean I'm being invited into the inner sanctum, how could I refuse," Tamar said with a glimmer in her eye. James had a reputation that his quarters were spartan to say the least. But Tamar's personal experience with the COS, had shown her someone who was nothing like the rumors on ship had said he was. Their first night out they had ended up having dinner in her quarters after a Bajoran Cafe program went amok and nearly killed them. She was curious about how he lived. Her own quarters were mostly devoid of decoration and she was curious if his were the same.
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: : -Tamar
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: James flailed a hand dramatically, "To the Eagle-Cave!" he pronounced, grinning. "Computer, end program." he commanded and the stars flickered away, returning the room to it's blank state. He picked up a fallen shoe and examined it closely, just to be sure, shook it upside-down before being satisfied and pulling it on. He held out an arm "Shall we?" as the doors opened back into the ship.
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: -James

"You lead the way," Tamar said as her eyes began to adjust to brighter light of the holodeck in its blank state.

-Tamar