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SAT 0900 Shuttle Facility 
31st-Dec-2008 06:42 pm
<I>Riker waited for Henderson in the shuttle facility, standing next to the</i> Jordan, <I>which was going to be their transportation for the next couple of days.  It took a day to get to Telon II, and another day, of course, to return.  They would spend today in transit awaiting the poker tournament on Sunday, and hopefully accomplish their mission by the end of the poker tournament so no one would ask any questions.

Riker held a duffel bag with a basic change of clothes and a few PADDs with some very classified information encrypted onto them.  He checked the chronometer and sighed.  They were supposed to *leave* at 0900, not get into the shuttle then.  He took a deep breath. *You're getting too old for this--it has you on edge.  Calm down.  You just have to get back into it,* he thought.  Just then, the doors opened, and Henderson walked in.</i> "Ready for some poker, my friend?" <I>Riker asked with a grin.</i>
6th-Jan-2009 05:32 pm (UTC)
Riker inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Then you better wait a while to accept O'Donnell's Intel application," he said.
6th-Jan-2009 05:38 pm (UTC)
"There are a lot of reasons I haven't even looked at it yet." Jack raised an eyebrow. "Will, do you ever regret the track you took?"
6th-Jan-2009 05:40 pm (UTC)
Riker sighed. "Sometimes. When I have to give the order to destroy a ship...when I think about our work on the Talapus. I regret those choices, some of which had to be made and some of which didn't. But I don't regret my career as a whole. I don't regret my life." He looked at his friend, concern in his voice as he asked, "Do you?"
6th-Jan-2009 05:56 pm (UTC)
Handerson smiled. "No, the work we did saved thousands of lives during the war. Plus I've learned more in one year in this job about other cultures than I would have ever learned anywhere else. Not always the nicest things, but it's all been interesting.

"I just feel old sometimes." Henderson grinned. "Granted the dual command structure gets a little tricky from time to time."
6th-Jan-2009 06:03 pm (UTC)
"I can imagine," Riker said with a smile. "You ever consider getting your own command, Jack? A ship, or a station?" Riker had the feeling he knew the answer, but asked anyway.
6th-Jan-2009 06:14 pm (UTC)
Jack laughed. "If I ever had being first officer on this one could be enough to change my mind. I thought intel had insane paperwork. Between stuff for the Cardassian government, Starfleet Command, and the local merchant coalitions I am ready to go for the single undercover route again."
6th-Jan-2009 08:02 pm (UTC)
Riker laughed. "See, the trick is pawning it off on your underlings. Some things only you can handle, true, but if you have a first officer...or even better, a *wife*, then it's easy sailing." He knew his voice betrayed his fib, but he could always dream. When was the last time Deanna had done paperwork for him? Oh yeah...never.
6th-Jan-2009 08:08 pm (UTC)
Henderson laughed. "Me and a wife. That sounds like a really bad idea."
6th-Jan-2009 08:14 pm (UTC)
Again, Riker laughed at his friend and joked, "You have a point. The only thing scarier is you and a kid."
6th-Jan-2009 08:17 pm (UTC)
Jack laughed. "Keith hasn't figured out what to do with me. probably doesn't help that Wendell doesn't like me."
6th-Jan-2009 08:21 pm (UTC)
"You said the kid's part Betazoid? You've probably got enough mental blockers that he'd run into you if his eyes were closed," Riker said with a smirk.
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