USS Manhattan
Take your time. No worries
Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in Take your time. No worries
Revna left the meeting with S’Tek. S’Tek seemed to be pretty level headed and thoughtful. Something that was not a given in Vulcan’s. She’d worked with enough to appreciate it in S’Tek. She was pretty sure she was going to enjoy working with Cochrane. As long as she could find her own footing. It had been a long time since she’d been unsure of herself in her work. It was a strange sensation, but she’d find her way. She chose this and she would find her way. Life, as she’d learned, could be taken in a moment, and she intended to grab it and hold on. And that meant Mike. She made her way to the lifts inside the hotel, totally oblivious to the whispers from the bar patrons the night before. She shook her head, Mike left Runa in charge of the bar....RUNA! Was probably going nuts, Revna was supposed to tell her when she got to Event Horizon. Oh well, she sent Mike out here, she could wait. The smile she’d been holding onto all morning finally crossed her face and settled there permanently. She stepped off the lift and down to their door, palmed the control and stepped inside. She didn’t see Mike and if he was still sleeping she wasn’t going to wake him, so she didn’t call out for him.
Revna
A now-familiar voice said “Get changed, my love. We’re late!” and Mike came out of the bathroom. He was dressed in a pair of dark gray pants, a black shirt with deep crimson tie, and a gray vest. He looked at her and said “I love you. Either change or we go with you like that… and you’re gorgeous by the way. But I didn’t think that you wanted to get married married in your work clothes. C’mon… chop chop.”
Mike