Posted by Jeremy DeSpain in Wynter’s Quarters Two company Threes a....requirement on USS Manhattan Posted by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) in Wynter's Quarters Two company Threes a....requirement : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Maxwell Wynter (Chief Engineer) in Wynter's Quarters Two company Threes a....requirement : : Posted by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) in Wynter's Quarters Two company Threes a....requirement : : : Posted by Lt. Cmdr. Maxwell Wynter (Chief Engineer) in Wynter's Quarters Two company Threes a....requirement : : : : Posted by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) in Wynter's Quarters Two company Threes a....requirement

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: Back in the Livingroom
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: : “You got us an EMH?” Max looked at the man, startled, “No, no you can leave MY mother out of this” he said turning back to Isabella and moving towards the comm screen, his attire forgotten as he struggled to get an arm through the fluffy and too small robe that would barely cover his cheeks once he got it on. “What bumps? Jasmine and I are perfectly fine, we don’t need advice from a Holographic Counselor.”
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: “Seriously Max,” Jasmine came out of the bedroom in a huff. “Naked Nurrrrrrrons,” she said seeing not what she expected dropping the data chip to her side hoping to turn the conversation she was about to have into something more PG-13. There was no way she was going to ask about the title. The best she could do was play it off. “I mean no more technical manuals in my personal files. I mean Naked Neurons Flight Patterns. You will be asleep in ten,” she paused with her mouth open. Seeing Max in her robe made Jasmine think that maybe she should have studied Max’s profile more thoroughly and not just every detail of his face. She recognized the man lounging on the couch but could not figure out why he was in their quarters.

“Honey” Max said, turning slightly to face her and finally managing to do the robe up. “Apparently we have guests, and that program was for the both of us to watch, so we could both learn something fun and educational. I guarantee we won’t be asleep in 10 minutes.” : “Max…why is Bob here,” she then crossed her arms over the white lace bodice of her silk nightgown. “Because apparently our mothers got him for us as a wedding present.” Max said to her, his voice sounding less than enthusiastic. He’s an EMG, Jaz.” : “Darling,” Isabella said with a smile. “You looked radiant today. I mean it would have been better if I had been there and I am going to assume you were just a blushing bride and not that heavy handed with the rouge but all in all you were simply beautiful.” “She was stunning” Max said, walking over to her and taking one of her hands in his to turn and show that they were indeed a couple, together and united. “I have never seen a woman that could take the attention of 1000 Storm troopers and the crew of the Manhattan so completely by simply walking into a room.” : “Mom,” Jasmine said with a blank expression. This was getting to be far more than she could process at the moment. “Max, she said turning her gaze to him. If there was ever a time your husband needed to take control of the situation it was now. : Lt. Jasmine Wynter, CMO

Max gave her hand a squeeze, the general rule was you did not return gifts, and especially not from the mothers. “I’m sorry, thank you for your concern and the EMH, but we don’t need him. We are just fine how we are and if there is any frustration and friction, it’s because the two of you, three of you including my mother, are intruding on our wedding night and the ‘friction’ that should be occurring right now. You know the rituals Mrs Wynter” he said, addressing Jasmines mother and glancing at Bob. “We planned to hold to them, right now.”

Lt Cmdr Wynter
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USS Manhattan

Bump :P