Later in the evening, Tyler made his way through the corridors to Relann and Jacen’s quarters. Being a department head now meant that he didn’t have quite as far to travel. He had ditched his uniform and opted for a maroon colored sweater over navy blue slacks and tan colored boots. In one hand he carried a single flower - a large purple orchid. In the other he carried a small basket with several boja fruits he had harvested earlier in the day.

Reaching the door, he rang the chime, a smile on his face.

-Tyler Michael Wells, CSO