Elliot was balling over in the suit outside. Never in his life did he expect to witness such a triumphent moment for his humor in the history of the universe. He heard Angela's angered voice loud and clear through the comm link and knew he was in for it now. At least he could walk into the ready room with a smile on his face.

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Back inside the ship, he decided to keep the suit on, but attatched his weapon to the cuff behind the shoulder. He looked like a marine ready for action. Who knows, he might need it when facing the captain in a few minutes. He made his way through the corridors and up to the bridge where the officers applauded him upon entry for his stupid and dashing joke. "Way to go Commander!" one said.

"Yeah, nice one," agreed another.

Elliot just waved with an evil smile on his lips, enjoying the spot light that would soon fade and he would be facing the head lights of a big mac like a deer caught in the middle of a road. He was, of course, referring to Angela's furry, that he knew would be coming as soon as he walked through the doors dead ahead.

He let the automatic doors slide open with a hiss and stepped inside the Ready Room. He glanced at his watch. It took him only five out of the fifteen that was alotted to him to get here. Damn, he was good. "Commander Carvier reporting on deck," he said, saluting Angela who was with S.A.R.A. "If I may say, Captain, you really need to put that computer down. It's making you....jumpy?" He did his best to keep back a grin, but eventually just let it out and even giggled a little. He was having too much fun.

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