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		<title>121.223.139.129 at 02:21, 5 July 2010</title>
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		<title>121.223.139.129 at 02:20, 5 July 2010</title>
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		<title>121.223.139.129 at 02:03, 5 July 2010</title>
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		<title>121.223.139.129 at 02:02, 5 July 2010</title>
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		<title>121.223.139.129: New page: ===Post of the Month - July 2006== ====Joint Post by Daniel Butterworth &amp; Connie Butterworth  OFF: Okay guys here's that first Joint Post that Daniel and I promised on the forums. ...</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;New page: ===Post of the Month - July 2006== ====Joint Post by &lt;a href=&quot;/mediawiki/index.php/Daniel_Butterworth&quot; title=&quot;Daniel Butterworth&quot;&gt;Daniel Butterworth&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href=&quot;/mediawiki/index.php/Connie_Butterworth&quot; title=&quot;Connie Butterworth&quot;&gt;Connie Butterworth&lt;/a&gt;  OFF: Okay guys here&amp;#039;s that first Joint Post that Daniel and I promised on the forums. ...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;===Post of the Month - July 2006==&lt;br /&gt;
====Joint Post by [[Daniel Butterworth]] &amp;amp; [[Connie Butterworth]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
OFF: Okay guys here's that first Joint Post that Daniel and I promised on&lt;br /&gt;
the forums. It covers when our characters first met. Be warned that this a&lt;br /&gt;
long post clocking in at over 4000 words, it's nearly as long as the&lt;br /&gt;
engagement one we done. Anyway we hope that you enjoy it, we'll aim to bring&lt;br /&gt;
you the next one next friday. So until then please enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;
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ON:&lt;br /&gt;
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--Annual Tasmanian Starfleet Festival--&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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A large smile spread across Connie's face, as she arrived at the 102nd&lt;br /&gt;
Tasmanian Starfleet Festival, which was being held on the grounds at the&lt;br /&gt;
beautiful Cascade Gardens in Southern Tasmania under a starry night's sky.&lt;br /&gt;
It was a wonderful sight for the eager young sixteen year old, with the&lt;br /&gt;
crowded grounds all lit up and full of activity and music as the people of&lt;br /&gt;
Tasmania got together to celebrate the newest batch of locals who had become&lt;br /&gt;
Star Fleet cadets. They were also gathered to honour and celebrate those who&lt;br /&gt;
had been in the fleet past and present. This was the fifth time that Connie&lt;br /&gt;
had attended the annual event, however this one held special significance&lt;br /&gt;
for her as it was her first time attending as a member of Star Fleet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was two weeks ago to this day that Connie had first found out that she&lt;br /&gt;
had been accepted into the academy fulfilling a dream of hers from that she&lt;br /&gt;
had held from childhood. This began a whirlwind fortnight for the young&lt;br /&gt;
cadet that was accumulated with tonight's festivities as she prepared&lt;br /&gt;
herself to make the transition to Star Fleet Academy. Connie had found the&lt;br /&gt;
process some what daunting as she was going to be moving away from her&lt;br /&gt;
family and friends in the sleeping hollow of Tasmania to the bustling city&lt;br /&gt;
of San Francisco, home of Star Fleet Academy. She did however feel ready to&lt;br /&gt;
make the move, even though she had started to dread it, as she wasn't going&lt;br /&gt;
to let her fears stand in the way of making one of her lifelong dreams come&lt;br /&gt;
true.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elizabeth: Well we're here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie turned around to face her mother and father who were standing a few&lt;br /&gt;
meters behind her on the edge of the road. Both of her parents were no&lt;br /&gt;
strangers to this event as they both had been associated with Star Fleet in&lt;br /&gt;
one form or another. Her father Patrick was a retired Star Fleet Officer and&lt;br /&gt;
her mother Elizabeth was a former Starfleet Diplomat they had both been&lt;br /&gt;
attending the annual event ever since they moved to Tasmania back when&lt;br /&gt;
Connie was two years old. Both her parents had proud smiles spread across&lt;br /&gt;
their faces that Connie had seen a lot of over the past couple of weeks and&lt;br /&gt;
her father was carrying his new holocamera that was giving to him at his&lt;br /&gt;
last birthday party. Connie nodded her head as her father looked back over&lt;br /&gt;
his shoulder for Kelly who was dragging along behind the rest of the group.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Patrick: Kelly come and get a picture with your sister before we go in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kelly crossed her arms in front of her chest and quickly shook her head at&lt;br /&gt;
her father's request. Kelly was two years younger then Connie and was an&lt;br /&gt;
unwilling attendee at this years festival. Her younger sister normally&lt;br /&gt;
avoided attending such events like this, as she had never been too keen on&lt;br /&gt;
getting herself dressed up for an event. She was naturally a very sport&lt;br /&gt;
person and their mother often referred to Kelly as being a tomboy, which was&lt;br /&gt;
a fairly accurate assessment as Kelly was rarely caught dead in anything&lt;br /&gt;
close to resembling a dress. This night it was different though as Kelly was&lt;br /&gt;
making some effort after their Mother had coaxed her into attending this&lt;br /&gt;
year's ball and she was dressed for the occasion to. Her light brown hair&lt;br /&gt;
was done up in a neat bun and she was wearing a red dress, which was quite&lt;br /&gt;
suitable for the evening as it was pretty warm. It was a rarity to see Kelly&lt;br /&gt;
dressed like she was and it was a shame too as she had a certain look and&lt;br /&gt;
presence about her when she was.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kelly: You don't have to take pictures every five minutes Dad!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Patrick: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kelly: Because it's not really necessary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elizabeth: Come on Kelly it is a special night after all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kelly studied both her father and mother closely for a couple of seconds&lt;br /&gt;
before letting out a loud sigh as she dropped her arms back to her side in a&lt;br /&gt;
sign of protest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kelly: Alright ok, but you better not keep this up all night.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie allowed a small smile to spread across her face as Kelly reluctantly&lt;br /&gt;
trudged across to where she was standing by the main entrance. She looked&lt;br /&gt;
back up at her father to find him fiddling with the camera as he was still&lt;br /&gt;
getting use to using it, he had only had it for a couple weeks. Kelly joined&lt;br /&gt;
Connie where she was standing and spun back around to face their Dad who was&lt;br /&gt;
now lining them up with camera.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Patrick: ;;waves with his hand;; Get a bit closer together.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kelly mumbled something under her breath, but compiled with her father's&lt;br /&gt;
request and moved closer to Connie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Patrick: That's good now give us a smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He waited a few moments for everything to be right before he took the&lt;br /&gt;
picture causing the camera to beep as the image was instantly developed and&lt;br /&gt;
stored in the camera's memory unit. Elizabeth took a look over her husbands&lt;br /&gt;
shoulder at picture as it was displayed on the camera's screen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Patrick: That's perfect thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie looked across to Kelly and quietly thanked her before she jogged&lt;br /&gt;
across to join her parents so she could take peak at the picture as well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie: Can I have a look?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Patrick: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her father passed her the camera and Connie took a quick look at the picture&lt;br /&gt;
as it was stored on the camera bring a smile to her face. The picture had&lt;br /&gt;
turned out better then she had expected to, in fact it was pretty good,&lt;br /&gt;
which was saying something as her father appeared to be finally getting the&lt;br /&gt;
hang of using the camera. She really liked the photo and she was definitely&lt;br /&gt;
going to get herself a copy of it to take to Starfleet Academy with her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie: ;;still smiling;; Hey that's pretty good Dad,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kelly walked across to join her family and poked a look at the picture over&lt;br /&gt;
her sister's shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kelly: Looks like mum might finally get some competition.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Patrick: We'll just have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie glanced to her sister to see that her mood was starting to become a&lt;br /&gt;
bit more pleasant, which was a welcome change from earlier in the day. She&lt;br /&gt;
continued to hold the camera still for a few more moments before she passed&lt;br /&gt;
it back to her father.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Elizabeth: Come on we should go, otherwise we'll be late.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie exchanged glances with her sister before nodding her head in&lt;br /&gt;
agreement with her mother, as they had spent some time now lingering around&lt;br /&gt;
outside the main entrance. Her father also nodded his head as he put the&lt;br /&gt;
camera back around his neck before he followed Elizabeth as she started off&lt;br /&gt;
towards the entrance. Connie took one more look towards the gate before she&lt;br /&gt;
and Kelly started to follow their parents who were navigating their way&lt;br /&gt;
through the small crowd that had gathered outside the main gate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--Elsewhere Inside the Festival--&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth had arrived at the festival pretty early to avoid the main&lt;br /&gt;
crowd, and waiting lines that would soon gather at the main gate. It had&lt;br /&gt;
been a couple of years since Butterworth had last attended the event, but he&lt;br /&gt;
pleased to see that nothing much had changed from his last experience here.&lt;br /&gt;
He always enjoyed attending the festival but it hadn't been possible for him&lt;br /&gt;
over the past couple of years, as his studies at Star Fleet Academy had been&lt;br /&gt;
keeping him very busy. The last time he had attended the festival was&lt;br /&gt;
exactly three years after getting accepted into Star Fleet Academy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Not much was much different about this visit from his last as being a member&lt;br /&gt;
of Star Fleet meant that he was still one of the honoured guests, the only&lt;br /&gt;
difference was that he was attending on his own this time. His parents were&lt;br /&gt;
busy back at the restaurant and his sister Rebecca was settling into her new&lt;br /&gt;
position with Star Fleet's Recruitment core. He didn't mind it too much&lt;br /&gt;
though as it gave him an opportunity to catch up with some old familiar&lt;br /&gt;
faces, including a good friend Jason Adams. Butterworth had known Jason&lt;br /&gt;
since childhood and was one of his best friends when he was growing up.&lt;br /&gt;
Jason shared a similar dream to Butterworth in that he wanted to a part of&lt;br /&gt;
Star Fleet but he had followed a different path from Daniel by joining Star&lt;br /&gt;
Fleet as an enlisted officer. He had undergone the basic training process&lt;br /&gt;
and was posted to the USS Regal where he was still serving today.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth was surprised to stumble across his friend at one of the&lt;br /&gt;
outdoors bars that had been set up as he wasn't aware that the Regal was in&lt;br /&gt;
the system. It didn't take him to long to learn from Jason that the Regal&lt;br /&gt;
wasn't in the system at all and that Jason was just on leave for a couple of&lt;br /&gt;
weeks. Butterworth ended up joining him at the bar for a while, and the two&lt;br /&gt;
of them spent close to an hour catching up on old times.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;finishes off his drink;; So your telling me that Starfleet&lt;br /&gt;
isn't all that it's cracked up to be?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: ;;shakes his head;; Don't get it wrong it's good, but I just don't&lt;br /&gt;
know if it's for me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: Hmm I just find the work to be too repetitive. All I really want to&lt;br /&gt;
do is explore the stars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: I see your point.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Barman: Can I get you anything else.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;shakes his head;; No I'm right thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: ;;nods;; Yeah a refill please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Barman: Coming up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth watched the barman go before he looked back to Jason, who was&lt;br /&gt;
also watching the barman closely. After a few moments Jason smiled and&lt;br /&gt;
looked back to Butterworth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: You know I could see myself doing something like that.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: What bartending?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: Sure what's not to like about it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: I don't know. ;;shrugs;; Maybe you should consider or&lt;br /&gt;
something.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: It's kind of hard to explore the stars when your serving drinks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: I wouldn't say it's pretty easy these days to get a posting on&lt;br /&gt;
a vessel as a barman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: I might look into it, not sure yet though.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They talked for a few more minutes about how things were going at the&lt;br /&gt;
academy for Butterworth, before they started to draw their conversation to a&lt;br /&gt;
close as Butterworth wanted to wander around the rest of the grounds for a&lt;br /&gt;
little while and see who else he could bump into.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: You heading off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Yeah I want to wander around the rest of the grounds, you can&lt;br /&gt;
come along if you want.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: ;;shakes his head;; Nah I'll be right.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Alright, pop around the restaurant this week if you can and&lt;br /&gt;
I'll give you a game or darts, I'm not due back at the academy until next&lt;br /&gt;
Monday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: I'll see you around then.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Adams: Yeah Bye.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
--A Few Hours Later--&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie had been at the festival now for well over an hour and she was&lt;br /&gt;
becoming overwhelmed by all of the attention that she was receiving. She had&lt;br /&gt;
expected to receive some attention as she was one of the state's new cadets&lt;br /&gt;
and the only one for the year, but she hadn�t been expecting to receive so&lt;br /&gt;
much of it and she wasn't use to it either. She had eventually parted&lt;br /&gt;
company from her parents with a promise to meet back up later on in an&lt;br /&gt;
attempt to find a quiet place to hang out for a while. Kelly had tagged&lt;br /&gt;
along as well, but Connie had eventually lost her after they came across&lt;br /&gt;
some of Kelly's friends from school. Connie didn't mind though that as she&lt;br /&gt;
was after some time to herself anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She had been wandering around the grounds now for a while and she had yet to&lt;br /&gt;
come across a quiet place, as the gardens were absolutely crowded. The&lt;br /&gt;
further she went the more people she had come up to her to congratulate her&lt;br /&gt;
on her achievement. She was surprised that she hadn't managed to find a&lt;br /&gt;
quiet place yet as the gardens were quite large, but there were a lot of&lt;br /&gt;
people around. Right now she was following one of the paths around the back&lt;br /&gt;
of the gardens when a woman passed by her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Person: Hey congratulations on getting into the Academy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie spun around as she continued down the path and put on her best smile,&lt;br /&gt;
which was becoming more and more forced with each thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie went to turn around but she accidentally bumped into someone coming&lt;br /&gt;
from the opposite direction, causing her to stager slightly as she&lt;br /&gt;
momentarily lost her balance. She regained her balance and quickly spun&lt;br /&gt;
around to apologise to whomever she had bumped into.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: I'm so sorry I wasn't watching where I was going.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: It's fine, it's fine I wasn't paying much attention either.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She looked up at the person who she had crashed into to find much to her&lt;br /&gt;
surprise that he was also a cadet, and a fairly cute cadet as well. She&lt;br /&gt;
stood there silently for a couple of moments as she got over her&lt;br /&gt;
embarrassment of bumping into a stranger, it took her a little bit longer to&lt;br /&gt;
realise that she was staring at him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Hey you're a cadet right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Yeah that's what the uniform says.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;shakes her head;; Oh sorry, I should introduce myself, I'm Connie.&lt;br /&gt;
;;extends her hand;;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Ah yes your this year's cadet ;;shakes her hand;; It's nice to&lt;br /&gt;
meet you the names Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;smiles;; Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: I should also say congrat..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie quickly waved her hand and shook her head in protest, bringing&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth to a stop mid-sentence, as she didn't think that she could here&lt;br /&gt;
that word congratulations one more time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Sorry but I think that I'm going to scream if I hear that word one&lt;br /&gt;
more time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;chuckles;; I know the feeling, I went through it myself a&lt;br /&gt;
couple of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: So are you third or forth year?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Third I'm starting my forth year next semester.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Oh okay.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie nodded her and smiled as she had finally found someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;
that wasn't just wishing her congratulations. She had known him for a couple&lt;br /&gt;
of minutes, but he seemed like a nice enough guy and she was interested in&lt;br /&gt;
learning a little bit more about him. It would also give her a little bit of&lt;br /&gt;
an opportunity to learn some information about Star Fleet Academy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Are you doing anything at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;shrugs;; Not really I'm just doing laps of the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Mind if I tag along?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;smiles;; Sure I'm always up for the company.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth stepped off to the side of the path and gestured with his hands&lt;br /&gt;
towards the direction that he had been taking on his warp. Connie quickly&lt;br /&gt;
accepted his invitation and started to make her way down the path, locking&lt;br /&gt;
her hands together behind her back as she went. Butterworth waited until she&lt;br /&gt;
passed him by before catching back up with her. They walked together&lt;br /&gt;
following the path for close to fifteen minutes talking about a number of&lt;br /&gt;
things ranging from Star Fleet Academy to their respective families. Their&lt;br /&gt;
pleasant conversation was often interrupted by the people they passed as&lt;br /&gt;
each of them passed on their congratulations to Connie on getting into the&lt;br /&gt;
academy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Person: All the best at the academy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;quietly;; I think that I've counted 10 congratulations for&lt;br /&gt;
you since we first met.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Well I'vee lost count.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She came to stop in the middle of the path and turned around to face Daniel&lt;br /&gt;
who had stopped with her, as she wanted to ask him a question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: How did you manage with all of this?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: You want the honest answer?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;nods;; Yes please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: I hid.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;giggles;; You hid?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Well I wouldn't say that it was exactly hiding, let's just say&lt;br /&gt;
that I know a really quiet place here in the gardens and that I spent a fair&lt;br /&gt;
bit of time there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie couldn't believe what she was hearing as she had originally been&lt;br /&gt;
seeking a place where she could have a quiet moment after from everything,&lt;br /&gt;
but she had given up that hope after her own fruitless search of the&lt;br /&gt;
gardens. She now had a chance to change that and get away from all of the&lt;br /&gt;
activity for a while, that was of course it her fellow cadet would be good&lt;br /&gt;
enough to show her where it was.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Can you show me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Ahh It's kind of a secret, I only stumbled across it by&lt;br /&gt;
accident.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Pretty please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Okay, you just have to promise that you will keep it to&lt;br /&gt;
yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: I promise.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: I'll hold you that.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: You have my word.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Alright this way, it�s actually not to far away from here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She followed him as he lead her to a fork in the path where they turned left&lt;br /&gt;
and followed the path as it went up a hill. Connie had been this way before&lt;br /&gt;
and she hadn't come across anything resembling a quiet area in that trip&lt;br /&gt;
other then a number of thick trees that blocked what would have been a&lt;br /&gt;
beautiful view of the city of Hobart. Nevertheless she followed him as he&lt;br /&gt;
continued on his way up the hill and they picked up their conversation from&lt;br /&gt;
where they had left off before.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: So you have a sister?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;nods;; Yeah, Kelly she's pretty much a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;glances across to her;; How so?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: She loves her sport.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Yeah? Does that include cricket?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Yes, both she and my father are keen followers of cricket.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: And what about you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: What with cricket?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;nods;; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;shrugs;; It's okay I guess, I like to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Played it?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: A little bit yes, but I'm no good at it, Kelly's got all the&lt;br /&gt;
sporting talent in our family.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: We're just about there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth came to a stop as they arrived at the top of the hill. Connie&lt;br /&gt;
came to a stop to and took a look around. This area of the gardens didn't&lt;br /&gt;
appear to be any crowded then the area that they had just left as there was&lt;br /&gt;
a small BBQ hut that was occupied near by that was being used by a fairly&lt;br /&gt;
large family.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: You sure?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth nodded his head and quietly stepped across to one of the large&lt;br /&gt;
trees that was obscuring the view of Hobart along the right side of the&lt;br /&gt;
paved path. Once by the tree he reached out and grabbed a fairly large leafy&lt;br /&gt;
branch which he pulled back to reveal a small opening that lead to the other&lt;br /&gt;
side of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Well I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: It's a little bit of a tight fit but it's well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She looked up at Butterworth and smiled grateful for his assistance before&lt;br /&gt;
she slowly stepped into through the gap and carefully made her way through&lt;br /&gt;
to the other side. She came to a stop as she emerged from the tree like in&lt;br /&gt;
total awe of now unobstructed view of the Derwent river and city of Hobart&lt;br /&gt;
which was all let up with the it's surroundings suburbs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: This view is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: I told you that it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie nodded her head as she studied the stunning view from her vantage&lt;br /&gt;
point, before she started to look at the rest of her surroundings. Daniel&lt;br /&gt;
had been right in that this area was pretty isolated as the trees to the&lt;br /&gt;
rear effectively cut it off from the rest of gardens. She eventually turned&lt;br /&gt;
back around to face Butterworth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Thanks for bringing me here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;nods;; Your welcome, if you want I can give you some time to&lt;br /&gt;
yourself?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;shakes her head;; No I'm fine thanks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: You sure?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Yeah I just wanted to get away from the crowd, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie turned around and made slightly made her way down the embankment&lt;br /&gt;
before she sat herself down on the grass. She looked up at Daniel and patted&lt;br /&gt;
the turf on the right of her, inviting her to sit down beside her. He sat&lt;br /&gt;
down beside her and there was silence between them for a couple of minutes&lt;br /&gt;
as Connie relished the peacefulness of the secret hideaway. She was the one&lt;br /&gt;
to first break the silence as she turned her attention to the dark starlight&lt;br /&gt;
sky that hung above them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: So tell me about your sister.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;glances to Connie;; Rebecca?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;nods;; Yeah, what does she do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: She's in Star Fleet, she recently took up a position with the&lt;br /&gt;
recruitment core.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Sounds interesting.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: She likes it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: That's all that really matters I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: What about you? What are you planning on studying at Academy?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;leans back and rests her elbows on the grass;; Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Medicine huh?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;nods;; Yeah I want to become a Doctor, you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They spent close to an hour carrying on their conversation this time&lt;br /&gt;
focusing mostly on the academy and what Connie could expect when she got&lt;br /&gt;
there next semester. Connie was surprised by how well that she was getting&lt;br /&gt;
along with Daniel as they had only really just met, but she could see that&lt;br /&gt;
there was potential there to develop a friendship of sorts between them.&lt;br /&gt;
Their conversation eventually moved back on to their family and friends and&lt;br /&gt;
Connie learned about Butterworth's parents restaurant on the Hobart&lt;br /&gt;
waterfront. They talked for so long that Connie eventually lost track of&lt;br /&gt;
time, it wasn't until she checked the time that she realised that she was&lt;br /&gt;
late meeting back up with her parents.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;sits up straight;; Well it's getting pretty late, I should&lt;br /&gt;
probably go and meet back up with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Yeah I should start thinking about making my way home as well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth stood up from the grass and brushed himself off before he&lt;br /&gt;
offered her his hand, which Connie accepted and then he pulled her up onto&lt;br /&gt;
her feet. Connie brushed her hair and back over shoulder as she pulled an&lt;br /&gt;
errant blade of grass out of the collar of her cadet uniform.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;smiles;; Listen I had a good time tonight.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;nods;; Yeah same here.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: And thanks again for showing me this place.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: No problem, just remember to keep it secret.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: You have my word. ;;smiles;; Night Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: ;;nods;; Goodnight Connie.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie took one last around the clearing before she waved goodbye to Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;
She then turned around and walked across to the gap in the trees that lead&lt;br /&gt;
out of this little sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Hey Connie!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Connie came to a quick stop at the trees and turned back around to face&lt;br /&gt;
Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Butterworth: Look me up at the academy if you want, I'll be more then happy&lt;br /&gt;
to show you around.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Morgan: ;;smiles and nods;; I will. That I promise.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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========== &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Doctor Connie Morgan &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Chief Medical Officer &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
USS Pacifica &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
========== &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Commodore Daniel Butterworth &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Commanding Officer &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
USS Pacifica NCC-72545 &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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