Posted Dec. 18, 2018, 6:19 p.m. by Captain John Tiberius Glen (Captain) (David Fergusson)
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“Hello!” said Glen, “Captain John Glen! Pleased to meet you.”
Bradbury was a portly man as he tugged up and closed his uniform jacket, his voice though old and grumpy before turned more deeper baritone chipper “..Ah Captain good to meet you.” Bradbury said gesturing for him to take a seat. The man was in his late 50s maybe early 60s in years, with thinning grey hair and a deep receding hair line. “..I’ve read up on your crew’s planned lessons I think they’ll be inspiring for the Cadets of 2301.
“Thanks! We hope so too, though it was done at short notice and cobbled together very quickly. We are not very experienced at public speaking either, but I find that if you are knowledgeable and interested in the subject, then the words come more easily. I have to say that it is quite an inspiring idea itself. There was nothing like that when I was a cadet… back in the late eighties.”
”..Tell me about it! Sure would have been nice back in the late 60s too, ah but they were different times and I had more hair and less weight!” He chortled hearty. “..Can I get you anything to eat or drink Captain? I had a small inquiry I wanted to pass to your attention while you were here.” He said.
“Well, generally, I’d politely say ‘no thank you’,” replied Glen. “However, since I am to all intents and purposes, on leave, and also I did spy that bottle of 18 year Aldeberan Whiskey on the shelf right behind you there… So, I’m not going to say no!”
“What is this small inquiry you would like me to help with?” asked Glen.
Glen, CO
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