Posted by Commander Dr. Royal Sinclair (Executive Officer) in XO’s Office- Reunions

Posted by Captain Dira Myqian (Commanding Officer) in XO’s Office- Reunions

Posted by Commander Dr. Royal Sinclair (Executive Officer) in XO’s Office- Reunions
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Sinclair let go of her and looked down at her and smiled. “Because… you vanished from one system. Logic says you’d have had to go somewhere. So… I kept it in case I manged to find out where that ‘somewhere’ was.” He stepped around the desk and took a seat. “I have that silver-framed picture of your folks here, too. I know how much that meant to you, so I kept it as an incentive for you to come find me.” and he winked at her. “Now go on, get outta here Lieutenant. Rest up. You have a lot of catching up to do. And when you are up for it, let’s have dinner. But no rush.” and his blue eyes sparkled with… something. “I mean, I know where you live now. We’ll have ample opportunity to catch up.”

Sinclair, XO

She broke into a wide grin. “Stalker,” she teased, but there was nothing but amusement and affection in her eyes. “Dinner it is. And for fun, I am learning all about food again and the joys of it. So we can experiment with my tastebuds.”

Dalton moved to the door, but looked back at him for a moment. She shook her head, gave Royal a wink, and left.

~Corinne Dalton

Maybe half an hour later a message came in from Dira: ||When you want to finally have that drink I have a bottle of Draylaxian whiskey I’ve been saving. Good vintage. I think we both could use it.||

Captain Myqian, CO

=/\= More than a little. =/\= Sinclair said with a sigh. It had been a day. =/\= My place or yours? =/\= he asked.

Sinclair, XO

=/\=Let’s do mine. I’ll even tidy before you arrive if you give me five minutes notice,=/\= she said, joking. Or was she?

Captain Myqian, CO

Sinclair finished the last of the work he had in front of him and left his office. A few minutes later, the Captain’s chime sounded.

Sinclair, XO

“Enter,” Dira said, moving about her space and gathering a few random clothing items and simply tossing them into her bedroom onto the bed to be dealt with later.

She was a woman who liked comfort, who revelled in the simple luxuries she could grant herself in her life. Soft blankets, beautiful scents, warm candlelight, calming music, delicious but simple foods. Evidence of it permeated her quarters and it was clear that even though she had come aboard that first day like most of the crew, she’d made the effort to make her quarters a place of refuge.

A large soft rug spread out under the sitting area and she’d managed to affix sheer cotton drapes around her windows, despite not needing to block the light (or the view). There was shelves of books, a wooden cabinet with contrasting floral inlays, unlit candles, and trinkets from her travels. And beside the standard desk setup offered her was an old wooden trunk, closed and possibly locked. A fake potted shrub sat in another corner and she had a large crystal vase filled with flowers and greenery in a riot of colours. There was a dining table with four chairs, and a sitting area with a loveseat and an overstuffed armchair, both of which were draped with soft and cozy blankets. But the simple beauty of the place was marred (perhaps) but reality.

She was messy. But contrary to how her old quarters were, Dira had been attempting to keep on top of the tidying, especially since Zoi was around more. But still, empty coffee cups sat on side tables and the desk, and somehow there were always random socks under her couch (she took them off at the end of the day when she was relaxing, preferring barefeet). The blanket on the armchair was almost on the floor as if it had been hurriedly tossed off at some point, and her uniform jacket had been tossed over a dining chair with her boots underneath.

Dira gathered a couple plates and set them in the replicator to be recycled and then turned to Royal. “Good enough, I think,” she said with a lopsided smirk. “What’s your poison tonight, or did you want that whiskey I told you about?”

~Dira