Friday Afternoon, James T. Kirk Memorial Causeway

Z was in full uniform for the first time in over a week, and was waiting by the causeway with her bag when an SPD transport arrived. She opened the passenger door and grinned when she saw who would be her escort. "Officer Blake. Fancy meeting you again."

"Cadet Delgado. So, Mirinoi, huh?"

"That's the plan."

"Did anyone warn you about the mud?"

She patted her bag. "I brought a spare."

"Good." As soon as her seatbelt was fastened, he started the transport and pulled out, explaining, "Wouldn't want you to miss your shuttle, would we?"

"No," Z sighed, looking over her shoulder at Fandom. "We wouldn't want that."

((OOC: Z's gone! Although I have been informed that the house I'll be staying at has high-speed internet access, I don't know how much computer time I'll have, so look for me next Sunday!))