Ensign Clavel Montenerro Islanda was exhilirated, overjoyed. She had been
waiting for a posting like this one since her graduation from Starfleet
Academy. Astronomy was her first, last, and only love and she would do
anything to pursue it, even join Starfleet Academy at the ripe ol' age of
26. It had all paid off however, here she was, on the most advanced
science vessel in the fleet and had been made the Chief of the Astronomy
Department. Her work had paid off.
	Clavel looked around her office, bare walls, sterile surroundings
and all. There was little for her to do as of yet, no anomalies to
catalog, no spectrums to observe that she hadn't observed for the last two
hours. It was time to go and see what this party was all about anyway.
She'd wait till tomorrow to bug the only other astronomer in the crew, one
Rikelos Jackson.
	The party was in full swing by the time she got there. She saw
people dancing, having a great time. Captain Mozart had been inspired,
this was the perfect way to break the ice and allow the crewmembers to
forget about the war, Jem'Hadar, and all of the other dangers that were
accepted parts of their daily lives. For right now they were just people,
citizens in a great stellar Federation. Clavel smiled and stepped into the
room. She was in the mood to dance.

Ensign Clavel Montenerro
Chief of Astronomy
USS Darwin


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"These days, only the paranoid survive."

		-Dean Koontz
		(The Key to Midnight)
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