Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Odina Marshell (Chief Engineer) in Side Sim-Double Stitch (Open to Anyone)

Posted by Lieutenant Helena Laursen (Helm/Nagivation Officer) in Side Sim-Double Stitch (Open to Anyone)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Odina Marshell (Chief Engineer) in Side Sim-Double Stitch (Open to Anyone)
It was late or early depending on your point of view about 0200 or bit after. Odina was sitting on her bed crocheting, her hook was a 6mm in royal blue, she had a full set, each in a different color. The skein of yarn she was working with both thick and extremely soft, was a mixture of crimson, silver, and midnight blue. Tionas was sitting on her shoulder head pointed down moving slightly side to side as she reached the end of the row, turned the in progress blanket around to start the next chain along the other side. She had read over her letter from Thomas who was serving on the Journeyman, He jokingly said he was constantly freezing his jellies off. So she figured her present for his birthday would be a nice thick soft blanket. Though knowing their mother she would be sending him FIVE of them in Orange and Puce, or Paisley and Lavender, or other wild combinations. They love their mom but the woman was color blind and there were times the “gifts” were eye sore colors but they would wear them. Specially for Holidays or birthdays. Odina hummed softly as she continued chain after chain on the blanket.

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Marshell CE

Helena was on rotation for evening KP duty. That meant cleaning up and helping prepare meals to put in the coolers for those working the late shifts. Then clean up. She liked these duties. Most hates them, but she loved the comraderie it created. It was like being home and helping her mom cook. Therefore that meant it was late when they all left the mess because they were all goofing off and having fun too. She stepped off the lift and made her way down the corridor whistling, forgetting people were asleep.

Laursen, pilot

Odina paused as the sound of whistling from the corridor drew her attention away from her stitches. She pulled a bit extra through the current stitch and set down the blanket in progress on her bed and got to her feet walking across the room and opening her door she poked her head out and looked down the corridor then looked the other direction at seeing the Helm officer she called out softly, “Careful some might be light sleepers.” she was up mostly because she was used to short sleep sessions that and she was an insomniac. Not to the point of needing medication, she was careful and when she was feeling tired she made note to ask for help when really needed.

Marshell, CE

Helena turned in step, “Sorry.” She grinned. This deck was mostly senior and command officers. Therefore asleep. It had been a good night though. The only reason she was berthed here was because she was the chief helm officer and needed to be nearer the bridge just in case. “Marshell right?” Helena always tried to know people’s names even if she didn’t talk to them often.

Laursen, pilot