USS Ogawa
Gamma Tiltium IV- Tropical Chemistry
Posted by Chief Petty Officer Sam Nazarian (Host of Florence’s) in Gamma Tiltium IV- Tropical Chemistry
Posted by Lieutenant Navale Huzzen (Engineer) in Gamma Tiltium IV- Tropical Chemistry
Posted by Chief Petty Officer Sam Nazarian (Host of Florence’s) in Gamma Tiltium IV- Tropical Chemistry
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Navale looked up from the glass bottom, but only turned her head so she was still facing Sam. “Thank you Mr. Balwin. You’re boat is delightful.”
Lt. Huzzen, Engineer
He smiled widely. “I’m glad you agree, since I think so too.” Ridley turned to Sam. “Any changes to the plan?”
Navale grinned. “Well they say great minds think alike.”
Sam shook his head. “Nope. Straight on out.”
Ridley gave a quick salute that looked all -too- much like a well practiced Starfleet salute and headed to the cockpit. This particular boat wasn’t quite big enough to have a more formal bridge area, but it still was a separate and covered space forward on the vessel.
Sam smiled at Navale and, with his hand still holding hers, lead her across the transparent deck towards a sitting area, gesturing for her to sit. “We’re going to cruise out to our dinner location, but we can see quite a bit from the back here, and of course you might see something underneath, but there will be more to see at our destination. It’ll get windy, so if you start feeling cold at all, let me know and we can slip into the cabins. There’s a recreation space with windows, so we can still see the sun start to set.”
~Sam, Host of Florence’s
Navale sat at one of the longer benches so Sam could sit with her. “I can’t wait. Even just the little I can see from here is fascinating the change in perspective.” She looked toward the cabins. “Well I hope I won’t. It’s so rarely I get to experience real weather, I’d rather stay out here than miss it.”
Lt. Huzzen, Engineer
The electric motor hummed to life but it was on the quieter side. Ridley steered the boat carefully away from the slip and towards the marina exit.
“When’s the last time you were planetside?” Sam asked.
~Sam, Host of Florence’s
“Hmmm,” Navale thought about it, “about three years. The Corp of Engineers kept us busy. If your project didn’t require you to be planet side you didn’t go. Once a project was done, another started, and there were always ridiculous deadlines.” Navale glanced down at the bottom of the boat and the various colors flashing below and grinned.
Looking back at him, “What about you, Sam?”
Lt. Huzzen, Engineer