USS Ogawa
side-sim - Working Lunch - Somewhere on the Promenade (Open to All)
Posted by Lieutenant Korak (Chaplain/Counsellor) in side-sim - Working Lunch - Somewhere on the Promenade (Open to All)
Posted by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in side-sim - Working Lunch - Somewhere on the Promenade (Open to All)
Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Chief of Security) in side-sim - Working Lunch - Somewhere on the Promenade (Open to All)
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“Mental Fatigue. I know it sounds to obvious but that’s the term for it. For something with such far reaching consequences, you’d think it would sound complicated. A day off is good. We all need it. Especially after all this crazy illness. Too bad we aren’t near a planet and can get some real fresh air.” Alexis stood up. “How about real coffee from somewhere else?”
Lt. Bonner, AMO“Mmm Fresh air. I think real coffee will be a good enough replacement for now though.” She grinned and stood up, following Bonner wherever she chose to go. “Do you have a particular planet you like to visit? Or are you a person that doesnt care which planet it is as long as you get to go?”
Haven, CoS
Oh well, that was good question. “Earth I guess. I’ve never actually been planet side anywhere else. Too much to do in sickbay to get to go anywhere.” No one to go with either. Alexis was always too young and too strange. And what was the fun in going anywhere if you had no one to share it with. She had thought, once, that she’d share that with Soulis....God how wrong she had been. She shook her head, she wasn’t going to dwell on that. Ever was manipulative and she had to have been lying about how Soulis really felt about her. She…Alexis looked around the promenade trying to find somewhere with good coffee. “Where is the good coffee Lt.?”
Lt. Bonner, AMOAs the two officers stepped out of the Cafe’ a tall uniformed figure blocked their way, “Excuse me Lieutenant Bonner, could you direct me to lieutenant Commander Zeanar?” A massive late middle age Klingon in a Starfleet uniform, sporting a whit specialists under tunic and a Klingon imperial seal on his collar opposite his lieutenant’s pip stood there.
Korak
Alexis came to a very abrupt halt. She recognized clergy. She’d worked with a lot in her time. Having seen them come into sickbay to comfort patients and families over the years. The man was huge though. But two things, how did he know her name and why would he assume she knew Ever? “Lt Cmdr Zeanar is probably in her office right now. I believe that her department has been housed,” she pauses to think, she’s supposed to know this. She’s the AMO and then it comes to her, “Deck 20 section 3. If she isn’t there, there is usually an NE on duty at the desk.” She looks up at him. Compared to him she was short. “So will you be joining us on the new Ogawa, Clergyman…?” It was a generic term but Alexis wasn’t exactly sure what the appropriate address was.
Lt Bonner, AMO