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Date Posted: 11:51:42 09/05/02 Thu
Author: Officer Steven Shrek
Subject: "Entering General Space, destination arrival in 45 cycles."

As the Intreped left AOD space Steve looked out the viewer at the space that lay beyond, then glanced at his co-pilot Dr. Benit. The Doctor seemed preoccupied, and that was fine with Steve. For several hours now Benit had been talking none stop about formulas and basic numeric equations that would allow for a area of space to divide itself and recreate it's main molecular compound as a rift, or wormhole, in a new area of space. All of this came from Steve asking a simple question, "So just exactly how did it pick that area of space?"

He really hadn't ment it as an actual question, more of a retorical joke where the answer should have been, "I don't know? Looked it up in the Phone book I guess."

Benit clicked some switches, and got up saying, "Ships on auto pilot, I'm going to do some research."

"And what am I suppose to do?" Steve asked casually, leaning back in his chair. He could take a nap, and wake up when they got there, this whole thing should have been a short trip, but Benit mentioned that he got sick in hyperspace and they would take the longer, direct route. Which ment longer time and more problems to occur.

"I suggest you look over that map and check for any problems that may get in our way. You know stuff that reminds you of you."responded Benit before ducking out into the small hall that lead to the three chambers below deck. Those three being, a room for resting, a small lab, and a kitchen/eating area.

Steve sniffed, "Oh your reeeeeally funny Boss. Laughs a minute with you."

Steve pulled out the map and down loaded it into the computer system then began pressing locations. Up popped different references. Rugby, a Ship known as the Nova Beacon, and some other ships that were passing though the area. Steve sighed and leaned back. This trip was just like the camping trip to the forest on Balloral that he took with his dad when he was a kid. Very dry, and very dull.

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