Captain's Log, Supplemental.

[capt_will_riker]

Titan has been out of drydock and officially under my (ever so reluctant though it be) command for nearly a month now

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[dee_troi]

::leans against door frame, folding arms and waiting patiently for acknowledgment::

::can't suppress smile when he shifts, bouncing chair lightly in testing::

...you know, there's something about men and new toys.

A hidden complex. Some deep inherent psychological draw...

[capt_will_riker]

::jumps, quickly stopping movements and offering an abashed look of complaint instead::

I need my Chief. Now.

[dee_troi]

Your Chief will no doubt have higher priorities than fixing stress related disrepair caused by her captain's tush.

::softens blow with another, more fond smile::

Besides, we already have maintenance.

[capt_will_riker]

::starts to rise, ready and willing to obey unspoken edict...enough for one shift::

::thinks better, quickly settling back down...her mischievous streak has burgeoned lately and those pretty little fingers can pinch like nothing else::

::tries for diversion, following kernel of curiosity::

Her? You know who we're getting? i haven't even been told who...

If that Trill is playing bait and catch with official ship's records...