<USS Avalon> Privacy intact

Privacy Intact
Time frame: the night before the attack on the Avalon

It is late
The lights are out in Karg’s quarters and they are illuminated solely by 
starlight. 
Karg ha a king-sized bed installed today and he and Nerys were "taking it on 
its maiden voyage".

Nerys’ hair is wet from perspiration. She is breathing so hard that she is 
speechless as though she had just run marathon. Beside her, Karg is equally out 
of breath. Nerys glances at him and tries to speak, ". . . I . . . (pant, 
pant) . . . thought you . . . were gonna . . .(pant) . . . blow the top . . . 
(pant) . . . of my head off."
Karg can barely nod, "(pant, pant) . . . WOW. Do you think . . . this counts 
. . . as an . . . aerobic work out?"

In a minute or two the Com buzzes, "Security to Lt. Karg."
"Now what? Go ahead Security."
"sorry to bother you sir. We've had reports of screaming from somewhere in 
the Senior Officer's Quarters but all anyone can make out is yes, yes, yes. is 
everything OK there sir?"
Nerys’ hand flies to her mouth to stifle a laugh but her eyes betray the 
laughter hidden there. Karg looks at her and points accusingly till she slaps 
his 
hand away making him smile even more broadly. "We're all right her security. 
Just a . . . ah . . . stubbed toe."
"Is that what you want me to report, sir?"
"If you know what's good for you."
"OH . . . aye, sir . . . security out."

Sr. Lt. Karg
Chief Tactical & Chief Covert OPS Officer
USS Avalon

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