<div align="center"><strong>Location: Master Bedchamber of the Central Manor</strong></div><br/>The tell tale gentle beeps told him he had an incoming message before the voice on the comm broke in "<em>Commander, you have an incoming message from...</em>"<br/><br/>"<strong>I know. Put it through</strong>." He said bluntly as he swung his feet out of bed.<br/><br/>A wall panel slid open revealing a comm screen with the face of what was quite possibly the single ugliest Klingon in the Alpha Quandrant. With a look of shock and then annoyance he yelled through the screen "<em>Tozah petaq! Put on some clothes Navarro!</em>"<br/><br/>Cris smirked, but obligingly pulled on a pair of nearby pants and boots. "<strong>To what do I owe the honor Gralor?</strong>"<br/><br/>"<em>Duty and Glory to the Empire. What else? Dismiss those tilka behind you and let's get to it.</em>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Well that was rude and uncalled for. Accurate, but still rude...you heard him ladies</strong>. " He said snapping his fingers as he glanced over his shoulder. Two identical orion women and a dark-skinned Deltan rose groggily from the thick tangle of animal furs that surved as blanket and bedding. Their lithe bodies stretched and they filed out of the room, picking up stray bits of clothing as they went.<br/><br/>Cris turned back to the screen. "<strong>Now, you were saying...?</strong>"<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Thirty Minutes Later...</strong></div><br/>All those considered crew or ally of the Paraiah receive the following message "<strong>All Pariah senior and specialist personel, assemble in the main hall at dusk tomorrow. We have a mission. </strong>"<br/><br/>Those who'd served with Navarro for a while knew what that meant. A day's advance warning on a mission. It meant while the mission was not one of immediate urgency it was going to be dangerous. So he was giving people a day to do whatever they liked before high risk missions. Play games, get drunk, get laid, read a book, or all of the above.<br/><br/>OOC: Feel free to continue engaging in casual RP. I'll likely timeskip us to "dusk tomorrow" this weekend.