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[shepard]

Shepard likes parties. She just doesn't like big ones. If given the choice between a small, simple gathering between close friends and a large, extravagant one, she'd always choose the small one. The large celebrations tended to be the ones where she'd have to pretend to be someone she wasn't: it was all forced smiles and handshakes and compliments.

That wasn't Shepard.

When she was handed an invitation to a party, Shepard wasn't sure if she should actually go. But an even mixture of boredom and curiosity is enough to send her there solo, holding the invitation in a single gloved hand.

Comments

[nuadasvengence]

"I'm trying to learn, however the computers are not very forthcoming with very much information the station." He hated the idea of learning anything from a human. However, there were a few he could stand if it came to it. There were those on board who understood the basics of space travel. "I tried dismantling a food machine, but its workings are currently beyond me. I put it back together exactly as I dismantled it, but it ceased working at all after that."

"I do not know if Kirk would be willing. I am stating he is a good candidate. So are you," he would not name Spock if someone held an iron bar to his head.

"I do think it should be discussed. The civilians will balk at a leader they had forced on them."

[shepard]

"I'm sure anyone able to fix the replicators would be elected to office in a heartbeat," Shepard says, taking a glass of wine for herself as well; there's no telling when they'll next be able to enjoy a nice glass of wine. Depending on the replicators' temperament, it could be tomorrow, or it could very well be never again. "I think that before we start pushing forward names for potential candidates we make sure they're up for the task. The last thing we need is to nominate someone who doesn't want the job."

She takes a long sip of her beverage. "Have you been up to anything interesting while we were down here?"