As Krystal
returned to the Academy and started walking back to Danger Base. She
started talking to herself: "That's one problem down. But I still need
to get a ticket for Moltross' lecture. Who do I have to kill to get one
little ticket for the lecture?"
"Pardon me miss," said a voice from behind her. Krys turned around and
saw another cadet. Tall, blonde, with a winning smile that reminded her
of John Kalhoun. "I couldn't help but overhear you say that you were
looking for a ticket to the lecture. It just so happens that I have an
extra ticket, and I'd be happy to let you have it."
"Wow, I don't know what to say," said Krys in wonderment.
"Say that you will indulge my gentlemanly gesture by going out on a
date with me," he replied.
"Hmm, ok," agreed Krys. "Tonight sound good?"
"It sounds enchanting, miss..."
"Krystal"
"Krystal..."
"Just Krystal"
"Very well, Miss Krystal. I'm Tom and tonight it is."
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Krystal
returned to Danger Base and found her squadmates already there. Jon and
Gonar were trying to convince Serin to talk to the girl that they had
picked for him. "What's there not to like about her?" asked Jon. "She's
Vulcan, good-looking, smart, and single. If I didn't already have a
girl picked out I'd go after Arsula myself."
"This is not the proper way to meet other people," calmly rejoined
Serin. "The fact that you and Gonar altered the program so as to select
this woman invalidates all of the results."
"You too logical for own good," started Gonar. "This be great girl for
you. She just not know yet. We show you. Get her to ask you out to
dance. You be grateful." With that, Gonar grabbed Jon and both cadets
rushed out the door.
"Looks like the dynamic duo are at it again," commented Krystal.
"Their help is not needed. Indeed, it is quite unnecessary."
"Aw, give them a break. They mean well. They're just concerned that you
don't socialize enough," explained Krys. "So, who did the boys pick as
their future dance partners?"
"Cadet Gonar chose what he insists is a fetching example of Tellarite
beauty and poise named Cadet Loraleth," answered Serin in his
characteristic monotone. "Cadet Cabote chose a human woman, another
fine specimen of humanity's eligible female population, or so he
claims. Katrina Ray."
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