There were many times in her life that Willow had been referred to as a drama queen. But never had she deserved it more than last week during the mass hallucinations that had mace her ‘actually’ act like one. She wasn’t sure her face would stop glowing or she would ever live down the whole affair.

That being said one of the most difficult things she still had to do was meet her new chief engineer, again. And apologise for the whole “build me a throne pesant” thing she had done on their last, first official meeting. She cringed on remembering the chair in pieces across her office when he had first come in and then....groan

She sighed, as she sent a message to him requesting he come to her temporary office, again, to meet with her. And she waited. Hoping he hadn’t written her off as a lunatic who broke things and demanded he build things for her left right and center.

Willow Taylor
CO