((OOC2: Adendum. Seeing as we are all due to be reassigned soon i felt this simm
was meant too come after everything had quietened down and we were all going our
separate ways. Sorry for posting it so soon))


((OOC: Sorry for my absence. I have been moving house and have come into some
hellish problems regarding power and Internet. All seems to be resolved now. Its
been a pleasure simming with all of you and i'm sorry i could not have been a
bit more active than i was. ))

::Kirov walked out of his office on the Wallace. He had just finished
transporting all of his office belongining to the transport ship. This had been
a hectic time in his life and he was now closing the chapter::

Kirov: Computer. Lock tactical office and purge personal databases KirovAlpha
and KirovOmega from the ships database.

::There was the usual chirp from the computer signifying that this was done. He
sighed and walked away from the closed door. Each office he passed stired a
different memory and feeling as he passed. This ship had a soul and he was sad
to see it go down this way. He walked slower and slower till he came to the
Turbo lift. It hummed and stopped the door opened and inside was the Captain::

Kirov: Captain.

Kare'en: response

:: Kar seemed a little dead inside but who could blame him. So did Kirov. ::

Kirov: Just transporting the last of my work to the transport ship. Nat and I
are taking the kids on a little holiday before the reasign me.

Kare'en: response

Kirov: Dont know yet. I figure i'll just take a runabout and go nebulae hoping.
Just spend some quality time with them. We are going to stop back on Earth and
visit the folks for a while.

Kare'en: response

Kirov: And what about yourself?

Kare'en: response

Kirov: I see. Sounds interesting.

::The two paused in solom silence while the turbo lift hummed to a stop. They
stepped out and walked to the airlock and stood at its entrance. ::

Kirov: Well sir i guess this is it. If your ever on Earth look up my folks I'm
sure they would be honoured to have you stay with them. Might even teach you how
to dance.

::Kirov chuckled slightly::

Kare'en: response

::Kar turned to leave but Kirov couldn't help himself::

Kiorv: Sir.

::He waited for Kar to turn and then he snapped up in a salute::

Kirov: It was an honour to serve with you.

Kare'en: response

TBC....

Lt Cmdr John Kirov
Unassigned