Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2011 7:56:38 GMT -8
"Yes, just without the half naked people everywhere you turn."
"Give them time," Hunter laughed. Perhaps the Etimonians would loosen up once the tourism industry became fully realized.
"I think we should blindfold you as well to see if it is a trait of the creatures being attracted to me or if higher life forms respond in the same fashion."
"I think it's a Universal truth that all lifeforms are attracted to you." He paused what he was doing and looked over to her. "Though a blindfold sounds fun." Now, while setting up the tent, he considered her words again. He would have to obtain a blindfold. Definitely.
"I promise I don't snore and I only talk in my sleep on rare occasion. I've heard it's an Orion thing... the talking in my sleep, that is. But I've heard it's amusing to watch when I do."
"I can hardly wait," he chuckled.
"I assume that we're here to see if there's any validity to the claim of healing properties?"
"Oh, there is no doubt about the claim. It pretty much brought our prior security chief back from the dead. That's why I wanted a sample, and why I think Etimon will be a health destination, as well as one for just vacations." He paused, a serious expression passing over his features. "There is someone on the ship who could use it. I just need to find out if it will work for that case." Sig had entrusted Hunter with the information about Christof after the CMO had exhausted all attempts himself. Hunter knew that Sig had sent samples off to Starfleet Medical, too, but it didn't hurt to have Hunter take a look.
He smiled, pushing those thoughts aside, and waved a hand at the tent. "Let's change and we can go heal those scratches on my back." Once they were inside, he zipped up the tent, so no one could see him slip out of his clothes and into a pair of shorts. "Last one in is a Tardigrade!" He unzipped the tent and bolted outside.
Tag Emmarie
"Give them time," Hunter laughed. Perhaps the Etimonians would loosen up once the tourism industry became fully realized.
"I think we should blindfold you as well to see if it is a trait of the creatures being attracted to me or if higher life forms respond in the same fashion."
"I think it's a Universal truth that all lifeforms are attracted to you." He paused what he was doing and looked over to her. "Though a blindfold sounds fun." Now, while setting up the tent, he considered her words again. He would have to obtain a blindfold. Definitely.
"I promise I don't snore and I only talk in my sleep on rare occasion. I've heard it's an Orion thing... the talking in my sleep, that is. But I've heard it's amusing to watch when I do."
"I can hardly wait," he chuckled.
"I assume that we're here to see if there's any validity to the claim of healing properties?"
"Oh, there is no doubt about the claim. It pretty much brought our prior security chief back from the dead. That's why I wanted a sample, and why I think Etimon will be a health destination, as well as one for just vacations." He paused, a serious expression passing over his features. "There is someone on the ship who could use it. I just need to find out if it will work for that case." Sig had entrusted Hunter with the information about Christof after the CMO had exhausted all attempts himself. Hunter knew that Sig had sent samples off to Starfleet Medical, too, but it didn't hurt to have Hunter take a look.
He smiled, pushing those thoughts aside, and waved a hand at the tent. "Let's change and we can go heal those scratches on my back." Once they were inside, he zipped up the tent, so no one could see him slip out of his clothes and into a pair of shorts. "Last one in is a Tardigrade!" He unzipped the tent and bolted outside.
Tag Emmarie