Posted by Ensign Harry Goodwin (Scientist) in Lounge: Side Sim

Posted by Ensign Harry Goodwin (Scientist) in Lounge: Side Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Amari Brooks (Executive Officer) in Lounge: Side Sim
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2200 hours. The day had nearly passed by her before she remembered the date. Today would have been 19 years. They were married young, Andrew and Amari, though not for the reason everyone suspected. They had been in love, true love. They both knew instantly that they would spend the rest of their lives together. They just never realized that the rest of their lives would be so soon.

She had ordered a glass of champagne. They had always toasted on their anniversary even if it was just a passing toast between shifts. They had always managed to find the time and the perfect place. The first year was their second year at the academy. The toasted under a tree some nitwit had carved initials into, eons ago. The second anniversary was in their shared quarters in San Francisco, while they expected their second child. The fourth as Andrew was packing for his first ship assignment. They didn’t have a proper date that day. Just a toast and a quick good bye. Amari would join him aboard the same ship a few months later. Year five and the exhausted parents of toddlers managed to find a moment to toast as Andrew was coming off the night shift. Amari had the girls and was walking out the door on the way to child care. They klinked glasses and gave each other a kiss and smile, before Amari was dragged out by the children and Andrew collapsed fully clothed on the bed. There wouldn’t be a sixth.

“Here’s to you, Andy,” she said raising her glass. The smiled appeared through pain, though the pain had lessened over the years. “My darling,” she sipped. She sat the flute on the table before her and stared at the empty chair where he husband should have been sitting.

-Lt. Cmdr. Amari Brooks, XO

OOC: :( Linds

OOC: I know. Amari has faced some tragedy but it only made her more determined.

Anyone may feel free to approach her, if you like.

-Harley

OOC: You may regret that offer!

IC: It had been a very strange day for Harry and certainly a long one. He thought about just heading back to his quarters but he knew he had to get a handle on his nervousness around people so decided to venture into the lounge. As he wandered in, he was somewhat startled at the bustle and already beginning to regret his choice but he knew he wouldn’t last long on such a busy ship without being able to talk to anyone. As he encroached further into the room, he became mesmerised by the view and promptly tripped over the empty chair next to Amari, flying over it in spectacular fashion and landing in a crumpled heap at her feet.

Ensign (Slapstick) Goodwin (Sci)

Lost in her memories, Amari had been far away but was brought back abruptly by a quite literal crash. Startled, she looked towards her feet at the mound of Ensign lying there. She quickly jumped to help the Ensign to his feet. “Well, hello there, Ensign,” she said, amused by the situation. “Are you okay? Should I call for medical?”

-Lt. Cmdr. Brooks, XO

Harry let out a somewhat pathetic groan as he unraveled himself and tried to get up, wincing in pain as he felt a sharp pain shoot through his wrist. “Ouch!” he exclaimed as he grabbed onto Amari to help him up. He looked up at the officer he had nearly face-planted and gulped as he saw it was the Executive Officer. He bit his lip nervously as he stammered, “I’m so sorry Captain…Commander…I um…didn’t see you…” he whimpered as he cradled his sore arm and started to panic at what his punishment might be.

Ensign Goodwin (Sci)

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Amari couldn’t help but chuckle a bit. The intrusion was actually quite welcomed as the emotions had been starting to build up. “It’s quite alright Ensign. No harm done. Please, won’t you join me?” She really could use the company.

-Lt. Cmdr. Brooks, XO

Harry blinked a couple of times with his mouth open like a stunned mullet. He took a quick look behind him before pointing to himself in astonishment. “M…me..? You want…me to join you?” he asked with a bewildered stare.

Every fibre in his being told him to run away but this was the Executive Officer, hell, if she asked him to bend down and lick her boots he probably would. With an audible gulp, he perched himself awkwardly on the edge of the seat as though he was a naughty school child who had been summoned to the Principal’s office. “Wouldn’t you prefer to sit with one of the officers sir…I mean ma’am..!” he hastily corrected himself as a bead of sweat trickled down the side of his face.

Ensign Goodwin (Sci)

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