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'Thank god we are back home on the ship' was the thought that ran across his mind at that time. Pilot laid in his bed, shirtless and in shorts. "Computer, raise lights 55%" The muscles in his arms, legs, all over were so tense and to walk was like carrying a sack with a ton of things inside of it. Pilot walked across the room to the replicator, "Water with lemon, cold." Watching the drink requested materialize, Malik picks it up and sips it lightly. Malik moved back over to his bed and sat the drink down one the nightstand, then laid back down. Malik closed his eyes and just let his mind wander; however, before he could realize it he was fast asleep....

 

 

 

1.5 days later....

 

 

 

Malik sat up from his bed and looked at the lemon on the water. "Gross." Pilot moved the glass the recycle bin. "Computer, how many hours have passed since the replicator use?" he barked. With a short beep, the computer replied, "36 hours." Malik's mouth sort of dropped, he got out of his bed, then shook his head a bit. “Good god, I was sleep for a long time!” Malik moves to the sonic shower and hops in it. Malik walks out of the shower, heading to his wardrobe closet, placing a fresh uniform on. Looking at his face in the mirror after placing on his uniform. "I need to go out and relax, while awake in this instance. 1.5 Days sleeping, I must of been tired as all given hell. Maybe I can find someone to hang out with." Pilot tapped his comm badge, "Pilot to Kent." Awaiting her reply. Sam was stretched on her bed, dozing with a letter from her father perched on her chest, when her commbadge beeped. She started awake and tapped it.

 

 

"Kent here. Hello, Malik."

 

"Ms. Kent, I was wondering if you would like to join me this evening for a hanging out session?"

 

Sam sat up, tossing the letter over onto the bed beside her and swinging her legs off the edge. "Sure. What'd you have in mind?"

 

"Just hanging out basically, Mess hall, maybe the holodeck. Explore the ship a little bit, since this is our 2nd first time being aboard her." Malik chuckled a bit.

 

Sam laughed softly. "True...alright. I'll meet up with you in the mess hall in...fifteen minutes? Could use the stretch of the legs."

 

"Aye, Ms. Kent. Pilot out." Pilot tapped his comm badge and headed out of his quarters to the nearest Turbolift. Stepping onto it he stood in the corner and said, "Mess Hall."

 

To be Continued...*End Log*

 

 

Disclaimer: Please note, Ms. Kent was contacted via AIM for her responses, I didn't simulate her statements I IM'ed her and we went back and forth until the comm badge communication was over. Thank you