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USS Manhattan

Deck 4 Garden- Perspectives

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Deck 4 Garden- Perspectives

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Deck 4 Garden- Perspectives
The light was dappled as she gazed up through the lacy boughs of her favourite tree. It was the one that Luke had asked her about and never got to show him. Head tilted up, she studied the shapes between the dewdrop shaped leaves that entranced her so much. She had picked this tree on purpose for this spot, but it hadn’t been a conscious one and wasn’t until recently that she realized that this tree, or at least the shape and texture of it was something from a memory.

The simulated light was dimming, a sign it was early evening. She had sent Alex a note a short while ago and came down here early to collect her thoughts. It had just been a simple request to meet if he was free. She directed him to the bench under the tree at the top of The Hill in the Garden.

In her colourful galaxy yoga leggings and an oversized sweater, Faye ran her fingers through her long brown hair and looked over the view of the garden. While you couldn’t see everything up here, it really was a great view. She propped a foot on the edge of the bench and wrapped her arms around her leg, resting her chin on her chin. Much like she had been at the brig, there was a calmness to Faye that surprised even herself. It wasn’t serene. No, that was hardly a synonymous condition with Faye, but it was like so much of her had been cranked down a few notches.

~Faye Calloway

“Nice spot.” came a voice from behind her. Alex was standing behind the bench beside the tree. “I didn’t even know this was here. I gotta get here more often.”

Faye didn’t turn her head but she just smiled slightly. “That is is and yes you do. You don’t know what you’re missing. There’s a whole large pond down amongst that grove of trees that’s really sit at.”

He smiled and moved around to the front of the bench and sat down. He was wearing blue jeans and a burgundy t-shirt with writing in Vulcan that said ‘Vulcan Science Academy Vollyball Team’. “So… to what do I owe the invitation?” he asked and looked at Faye.

Cochrane, CO

Turning her pensive gaze to her friend- her best friend, if she wanted to be fully honest with herself- Faye knew she might irritate him by side stepping the question, though only slightly. They’d get to it soon enough. But as everything seemed to be lately, it was all inextricably linked. “Even a week ago I’d blame myself for it, even if I knew it wasn’t true. But things are changing so fast for me, daily actually, that it’s hard for my mind to keep up. And right now I’m realizing that I don’t get to have closure on one thing that I really hoped I could, if not fix, at least make a little better…” Oh stop rambling and just get to it. “He’s really gone, isn’t he? Luke.”

~Faye Calloway

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