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17 July 2001 @ 02:09 am
[USS Archer] Stardate 240107.17: Personal Log - Lt. Cmdr. Fajil Molir Keith  
=/\= USS Archer =/\=
=/\= Molir's Personal Quarters =/\=

Molir, Archer's chief of engineering, took the last hour and a half assigning his engineers into teams of five for the away mission to help out with the repairs of the H'lesk, while at the same time, organizing three additional teams to watch over the Archer. Having completed that
task, he had a few hours (actually two hours) to kill and figured to take a breather.

"Kam, overall room illumination at 15%, please," he requested.

A PADD on his desk chirped and increased the room illumination, faint shadows of his furnishings become apparent. Molir slowly made his way to his bedroom as his eyes acquired his target, the dreaded bed. Now within mere inches away, he ordered to drop his shields, drifting towards the gravitational pull of the bed. "Kam, please wake me in 90 minutes."

{-Kam-}: "Confirmed."

Unable to fight the power of the bed, he collapsed. It didn't take long before he was fast asleep.

=/\= USS Archer =/\=
=/\= Molir's Personal Quarters =/\=
=/\= (89 minutes later) =/\=

A sharp chirp echoed through the room. "Arughhhh..." It's definitely life, but not as we know it.