::stops just beyond doors to Cargo Bay Two, glancing around uncertainly::
::bolsters courage as Lieutenant Wildman approaches from opposite end of corridor, brows knit in concerned query:
::shakes head to rebuff further approach::
::jams finger into security panel, slipping through doors quickly::
::halts again, drawing a shallow breath and adjusting
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::lifts brow in greeting, masking surprise::
It's late, Miss Paris. Am I to assume that you must follow the same faulty sleep schedule as the rest of your family?
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::takes curt address as a de facto invitation, moving a few paces forward::
I tried to sleep, honest. It just...didn't work. I was bored, and the holodeck is adults only this time of night...
::curls lips at that::
I knew you'd be up.
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You miss nothing, I assure you. There are far more productive ways to pass time than frequenting risque holo entertainment.
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::rolls eyes, stepping even closer::
But she also says I'll be of age before I know it, so I guess I can wait to see for myself.
::leans forward, watching her work with barely concealed fascination::
Is that his neural transceiver?
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Ahem.
::waggles a brow when she digs feet into carpet, spinning::
Who are you again?
Wait, give me a minute, it's coming to me...
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Were you spying on me?
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::finishes straightening, pushing off bulkhead and stepping closer::
I prefer 'covert surveillance'.
::pats comm badge::
You know, everything of use I know I learned from your sister.
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::jerks head back up, frowning annoyance::
That's not fair!
...what did you think I might be doing?
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