K`Hare totlh
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Get your own keg!
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The meH'Haj had docked at serenity and the ship's guests as well as a large number of the crew were disembarking and the evaluations were over. K'Hare stepped off the battle bridge with Ing not too far behind. As they left, the systems shutdown and consoles went dead. He took the long way out, walking more than he had too, to take a walk through the Engineering decks. For the most part, this trip had annoyed and angered him. Only his visits with the NCOs of the Engineering were a bright point. The attack on Q'olavraH, the attitudes of some of this crew... he told himself that none of this would have happened on the meH'Haj he left. This wasn't the same ship. It was true, you can't go home again. Time changes you and it changes the places you know. He walked down the hall to the airlock and left the IKS meH'Haj knowing he would never return to the one he had left, and hoping he would never have the need to return to this one. He exited the docking tube and found Ing standing near the cargo K'Hare had brought along. It was all marked Diplomatic and the security officer didn't seem to like that. One was clearly a duffle bag with clothing, another was clearly a case holding a betleH, four small containers were vaguely keg shaped, and the last, a large box, could have been anthing. K'Hare walked up, saying, "Is there a problem?"
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