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Picard enters Transporter Room 1 with Commander Riker and Lieutenant Worf at his side. The technician is prepared to beam their guests aboard at Captain Picard's order.

"Ready, Lieutenant Worf?" Picard asks.

His Chief of Security clasps his hands behind his back, and nods. "As ready as we will ever be, sir."

Picard nods. "Engage."
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Captain's Log, stardate 43956.5: the mood aboard the Enterprise continues to be a cause for concern for me and my chiefs of staff. While Q's mischief of more than a month previous amused some, it did not ingratiate him any more to the grand majority of passengers aboard. I have not seen him since, no doubt because he is off somewhere licking his wounds; though, whether he truly cares about the people on this ship is still something I have not at present any reason to believe.

Counselor Troi has advised me that many aboard the
Enterprise suffer from feeling 'cooped up'; as if they are trapped, and unable to realize their full potential so long as they are within this gilded cage. While our last attempts to offer some shore leave to the visitors ended in disaster, it has been agreed that a stop at a planet that is known to us for being peaceful and relatively safe may do everyone some good — the crew included. Since the Enterprise is not currently engaged in any mission of import, I find myself without reasonable argument to Commander Riker's all-too-eager suggestion of the planet Risa, a world known for its ... comforts.

It occurs to me that such distractions may not satisfy everyone, should they continue to reside with us. The next time I see Q I will once again make my case for sending the travelers home, but should he disagree, which I no doubt expect he will, I may have to offer our guests a sense of more permanence here. Counselor Troi has prepared a small list of jobs and activities that may suit, and the longer these people remain here without incident, the more inclined I am to entertain the notion. Luckily, that is a thought I won't have to entertain until after the
Enterprise departs from Risa—


"Oh, don't be such a stick in the mud, Jean-Luc! Why wait when you could have super-humans, cowboys and Indians, and even more of those androids you're so fond of running the place?"

"Computer, end recording!" Picard commands, swiveling his chair to face the window in his ready room. The computer responds with a mild chime, ending the log he was trying to record. Q has perched himself against the windowsill, and is watching him with a smirk.

"Did you miss me, Mon Capitaine?"

"Oh, yes," Picard nods. "The way I miss a toothache."
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Captain's Quarters, Deck 9, Room 3601:


Having left the bridge in Commander Riker's capable hands, Captain Picard has adjourned to his quarters in an effort to get some much needed rest. The past week has been one of great activity, and along with it has come tiring conversations with crew, passengers, and let us not forget the complement of scientists wondering why they haven't made it to their destination yet.

He sits heavily in one of his comfortable chairs and covers his face with both hands. There is a tea cooling on the table beside him. His efforts in relaxing have been ineffectual so far. He only hopes he can get enough sleep to face the coming day.

If only he knew more to tell everyone.

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