Once they hit port and were put on leave, the seven-mile drive into the city took some crewmembers home to wives and families. For some, it meant a long stop at the first bar en route. For now, the passage was comfortably
routine. A series of poker games churned in the crew's mess. There, the ship's
doctor burned with big ideas of offsetting the insult of previous losses. It
wasn't happening. In deference to this man alone, the crew had long since placed
a gentlemen's limit of a dollar per bet in all card games. Elsewhere on board,
the reactor's contained fires burned and duty crews hovered around their
stations, as Seaview insinuated herself across the surface of a smooth
Pacific.
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