“Not Forgotten” “This is definitely the place,” Nereda said to her fellow temporal agent, shortly after materializing. “Those are 23rd century survival shelters, and if that’s not a Class F shuttlecraft, I’ll happily eat a plate of fresh gagh.” “It’s not that bad,” replied Drij, a wry smile spreading across her face. “Well, providing it’s in season. I know a great place to get it on Qo’noS, a couple of blocks from the Arena of Sompek. Lost a tooth in a little misunderstanding with a server the …