Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Auxiliary Bridge- Late Night Tinkering

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Auxiliary Bridge- Late Night Tinkering

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Auxiliary Bridge- Late Night Tinkering
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She snorted before reaching deep into the conduit and attached the component to a section that she had prepped earlier. Faye reached out and grabbed a sealer and made the delicate motion that would fuse the part in. “Vulcan step-mom… I have had a fair bit of experience with Vulcans. We tend to get along. I think I like that I always know where I stand with them.”

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

“You never met my Mom, then.” he said with a chuckle. “For someone so logical, she has the ability to tap-dancing around a direct answer that would put a Ferengi to shame. I guess it helps that she is a writer. That and she puts up with my dad.” he said as he closely watched what she was doing.

Cochrane, CO

Twirling the stylus-shaped sealer between her fingers, Faye sat back up and looked at him intently. “Cochrane… V’astur Cochrane. Didn’t she write that series of poetic essays, Meditations on the Fluidness of Being?”

Cochrane chuckled. “Yep, that’s the one. Among others. Let me know if you want a signed copy.” he added with a grin.

“I’d go for it,” Faye said, matching her grin.

“Interesting stuff, I thought. Not something I normally would have gravitated towards, but it was interesting to read. My goodness though, I thought my mind was impossibly complicated…”

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Cochrane laughed out loud at that. “You are not the first person to say that. And now you know why her shushing me goes a lot further. I tell you, it is both amazing and intimidating as hell to be in the same room with her when gets in the zone and starts going. I’ve watched entire faculty departments look like they were just hit with phasers on stun when she was finished talking.” and he chuckled again. After a moment he said “Not many people can weather her Meditations. I’m impressed, Lieutenant.”

Cochrane, CO

OOC: Fixing aggravating typo.

Calloway laughed slightly, which in the last year had felt like something her mind and body finally, truly had allowed her to do honestly. “It was a part of necessary reading for an assignment a few years ago. But…” She paused long enough to set aside her tool and replace the conduit panel, giving it an almost affectionate double-tap.

Shifting her position, she started putting away her tools. “There’s…” Faye paused again and shook her head. “It’s hard to explain. I think if you stop thinking so hard about the meaning and what you think she’s trying to say, you realize the point is that it doesn’t matter. Her work is very intentionally open to interpretation. It’s like, and I don’t know if this is true in reality or not, she wants you to come to your own conclusions with the full realization that it’s a refection of her person reading. No more, no less.”

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Cochrane looked at her for a moment in silence, and then blinked several times in surprise. “That’s… that’s almost verbatim what she told my Dad when he asked her about it. I remember she said after that ‘It does not matter what I believe someone else’s reality of existence is. That reality cannot be perceived by anyone but the person to whom that reality belongs. To believe that one can dictate the reality of others is flawed logic of the highest order.’ That really stuck with me.”

Cochrane, CO