Posted June 16, 2021, 10:05 p.m. by Lieutenant Mwezi (Chief Tactical Officer) (Riley W)
Mwezi loved exploring the unused access corridors and jeffries tubes in a new ship. He’d asked the Captain for permission to explore the… Non-classified back-ends of the ship, and the non-committal grunt he’d gotten in reply had been good enough for him.
He’d managed to pry a structural diagram of the non-classified corridors of the Leviathan and downloaded it to his U.R.I., which he had just in case he got lost. It beeped if he got too near the classified areas, at which point he’d turn around and try a different access area. And of course there were the areas that were too small for his large frame to fit.
Despite the restrictions on his exploration, he’d managed to find several secret stashes of various goodies, from Andorian Wine to Talaxian Star-Brandy. It was a fun exploration. Finally, he found a nook where he could stretch out, so he did so, letting his body relax for a few moments. It was a nice nook, empty of any particular belongings.
His sensitive nose picked up traces of one individual who seemed to frequent the area. Mostly human. Female. It was a familiar smell. Someone he’d interacted with when he first arrived, in that hectic time. Jewel? He tried to remember. She didn’t seem to have been here in a while so hopefully she wouldn’t mind him resting here for a little while.
Mwezi, CTO
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