Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: In Memory of Jay

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: In Memory of Jay

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Pipkin’s nose was cold as she rubbed up against him, and then she settled down on the blanket as close to him as she could get. His hand was still in Rand’s and he squeezed it lightly. He didn’t know what he needed. He definitely didn’t want to be alone. There was no one back home he regularly contacted, certainly no one he’d want to talk to. Randy, maybe, but he had no idea what Randy could do that was better than Rand so he didn’t say anything. He sniffed hard, trying to pull himself together, and then lay quietly for a few minutes. “Tea. Tea makes everything better.” It was a half hearted attempt at a joke. Really, all he wanted was peaceful sleep, but he wasn’t getting that, so tea was the next best thing.

~ Roman

A half smirk crossed her face. “My grandma would agree with you.” She was reluctant to get up, but she did. Luckily she had left the kettle on and it only took a couple minutes to make the lavender and chamomile tea. She brought both cups back and settled in next to him. She slipped the tea for a moment. “Our parents took us camping at Loch Lomond for our 13th birthday. Randy and I had gone out to this long stretch of beach butted by the rock formations. Not quite cliffs. We found a baby Osprey that had fallen out of its nest…”

Rand

Roman sat up long enough to drink the tea, listening to her story. He wasn’t thinking it would work, but soon the tea was gone and he was settled back in laying down, holding her hand. Soon his eyes closed and he was back to sleep.

~ Roman

Like always, Rand continued the story until it was finished, even though Roman was asleep. She reached over setting both cups on the side table before laying down, still holding his hand. If that ever stopped working, Rand wasn’t sure what she would do. They slept until Rand heard the comm go through off. It was Franks requesting he come down to the lab. She looked at the time and blinked. 0930. She gently shook him awake. “Roman, the comms going off.”

Rand

Roman had no idea what he would do if that stopped working. It was the only thing keeping him sleeping regularly for months at a time. It didn’t take much to wake him. “What? …Oh.” He yawned and checked the time, and then got up and stretched. Then he went and answered the comm. “Commander Alden here, what was that you needed, Franks?” He asked, trying to hide his tiredness.

~ Roman