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Posted on Thu Jul 4th, 2013 @ 4:21am by Jillian Forst

Mission: Part of the Team
Location: PEI Office

Jill hit the actuator on the door to her office and let the door slide open. She tossed her things heavily into the one fairly clean corner of the room which landed with a dull thud. It was nice to get a decent meal for once, especially one that she hadn't had to pay for through means of trickery. Perhaps the Marshall wasn't going to be that big of a hindrance to her operations after all. The detective pulled her chair away from her desk and sat down with nearly the same amount of grace in which she threw her pack down and mindlessly started browsing her messages.

The first was for an Andorian skin creme guaranteed to bring out the natural hues of the skin.

*Delete*

The next two were for Bolian hair tonics

*Delete*

One from a Romulan Government official offering her a cut of 12 million bars of Latinum if she fronted him 1000 strips to help grease the palms of certain Federation officials

*Delete*

The last one was cryptic, from an unknown sender.

"The scorching sands of Vulcan bray at your face" Jill read the message out loud, trying to make sense before ultimately deleting it.

"That's it, haven't checked this thing in 3 days, and no jobs, no nothing? Ugh.." The woman put her head on her hands, "Well, I guess I better start with looking into Templeton, can't believe he gave me the slip back there, let's see what I can dig up."

 

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