Leaving On a Jet Plane...er...supply ship.

[its_uhura]

Chewing on a stylus didn't have the same...something about it that chewing a pen cap did, Nyota noticed, not for the first time. How to leave a message...who to leave one for was the question and the stylus chewing didn't answer for her. Of course she'd leave one for Leo and Jim...but should she leave one with Spock too? They hadn't talked beyond

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[sf_spyman]

Liam waited in the lounge on board the starbase, wondering when the operative assigned to the case was arriving. All he knew was that she was stationed on the Enterprise and wasn't a field agent. Great, he thought bitterly, hoping that he wouldn't spend all his time baby-sitting some newbie who thought she heard something.

At any rate, she was late. Not off to a good start, he thought, kicking the chair legs underneath him. Add to that this powderpuff mission, searching out some mythological colony - Liam asked himself (for not the first time) if maybe he'd pissed someone off, to be sent out here on this baby-sitting assignment.

[its_uhura]

Knowing she was going to be doing a lot more running around than she'd had to do so far on the ship, Nyota had worn pants with her civilian clothes as her intelligence teacher's had taught her. she preferred her comfortable uniform but when going in secretly one didn't exactly advertise that a Starfleet officer was nosing around. That's what Gold-shirts were for.

She looked around, analyzing each person's body language, attempting to suss out who was her contact. Hmmmm...irritated, impatient, yet not going anywhere. she'd wager that that was her person. "The weather's lovely today isn't it?" She spoke the first bit of their code phrase.

[sf_spyman]

"But not as fine as yesterday," he answered back, the hint of an Irish lilt coloring the phrase. She had the right look at least, civvie looking for some rest and recreation.

"Liam," he said, holding out his hand.

[its_uhura]

"Uhura," she shook his hand firmly. "You've been briefed on what was heard or do you need supplemental briefing?" Right down to business. With luck she'd be back before her...the boys knew she was gone.

[iganovuleg]

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