Posted by Lieutenant Aurra Talisse (Chief Medical Officer) in 18 Forward
Aurra was already heading out the doors of sickbay when her shift officially ended. Since finding Brenner Satis there, she hadn’t done much other than worry and prickle at the idea that she might not be able to get him off the Atlantis. It bothered her that she hadn’t heard from the Captain yet. Had he actually reported to her? Better yet, had he told her why Aurra didn’t want him around. As she entered the turbolift, Talisse made a scoffing noise in her throat. There was no way he’d admitted to all of it, unless he really had changed.

That’s extremely doubtful! She grimaced at the thought. An hour later, Aurra found herself pacing the living area of her quarters, still unable to think about anything else.

“This is ridiculous! You have got to get a handle on this…” Once more, her feet traveled the path on the carpeted floor before she did a little hopping fit of rage with her fists clenched and eyes squeezed tightly shut. Finally, Aurra just stood still, trying to get her breathing under control.

A few moments passed before a noticeable change came over her and her body relaxed. She tapped her com badge. =/\=Talisse to Flexwood. Meet me in 18 Forward at 1900 hours…and wear something…nice.=/\= The handsome security officer would take her mind in another direction—and that was just what she was looking for.

—Talisse

=^=Acknowledged=^= Jacen replied before looking at the nearby clock. He had a little over forty minutes to get ready which was plenty of time. He’d been wondering when he would see the fair doctor again. She’d made her interests abundantly clear the last time they saw each other and something in her voice indicated that she had some steam to let off. If he played it right, this could be very good evening…

Flex quickly cleaned himself up and touched up the line of his beard. He wondered what she meant by nice… it was quite a spectrum, but given that they were meeting in 18 forward he decided not to go fully formal. He pulled on a pair of black slacks that fit his form in the waist and quads before tapering to a looser cut at the ankles, black socks, and his favorite pair of black oxfords. Returning to the closet, he thumbed through various shirts until he found one made of an emerald green synthetic material. It was light-weight, thin, and silky to the touch. He buttoned the shirt and moved to assess himself in the mirror… he liked the way it fit hanging loose at the waist but fitting more snugly around the chest and biceps. Taking a moment, he combed out his hair and beard before applying product to keep them in place. Pleased with the final result he applied a couple spritzes of cologne that gave him a light musk scent tempered with a hint of citrus.

Jacen arrived at 18:50 to find he was there first. He made his way over to the far end of the bar and ordered a mai tai while he waited.

Flex