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CSO Office - Tag Persephone

Posted by Ensign Jazzin Lauren (Medical Officer) in CSO Office - Tag Persephone

Posted by Ensign Jazzin Lauren (Medical Officer) in CSO Office
“Whose that for?”

Jazzin glanced up as Kella stepped beside him, peering down at his hand. “It’s an Opallan.” He said, lifting it to show her.

It was a round piece of what looked like stone, smooth and about the same size as a man’s palm. What made it unusual is that it shimmered in fading colours, each fading into the last. “Pretty,” Kella said. “Whose the lucky guy?”

Jazzin flushed and chuckled all at once. He had established himself pretty well with the nursing staff, he thought. They never addressed him by rank, and unless the Chief Medical Officer was about, they usually called him Jazz. “It’s not a romantic gift. It’s a thank you gift.” He slipped it into his shoulder bag, containing his PaDDs and other various items. “It’s time I was off. Anything you need from me before I go?”

Kella laughed, not unkindly. “I think I’ll manage, Jazz. Go be giving. Go on … out of my Sickbay!”

“Yes ma’am!” He said, to the crewman nurse, smiling.

*

Reaching the office of the Chief Science Officer, Jazz pressed the door chime and waited. He wondered if this was a bit much, but he had been brought up by kindly, gentle-hearted parents, and giving gifts as ‘thank yous’ was something they did regularly. Plus, it wasn’t a romantic gift, as he had stated to Kella. He suddenly had the fear that Human - who did not possess the empathic abilities Betazoids did and so could not immediately know the intentions of others - might think it was a romantic gift!

That would be awkward.

Ens Lauren
Doctor

Persephone was in her office working on her hobby since the shift change over was done and she had some free time. The chime made her call out absently, “Come in…”

She was standing up facing the wall where a large chat showed a section of space with all the charted planets, moons, steroid fields, and any other notable sized body of rock. There was a weird winding path marked out that looked like a child’s miserably failed attempt at connect-the-dots.

Seph’s left side was towards the door and she had three padds in her hands that she was constantly referencing.

Lt Persephone Milestone
CSO

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