Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Social Obligations
Roman was home, and Rand was elated even though her anxiety made her worry about everything. That night, it was the evening’s activity.

Captain Asam had ordered her to help Lt. Hart schedule and plan social functions for the crew. Rand liked Hart even though she was always nervous around the Lt. Rand was always nervous though. Rand liked planning events; she just didn’t like attending. She had to though. She and Hart had planned it together, well Rand had helped, and it would be rude to not show up. However, she was going in uniform. That way she was working and no one would want to be friendly.

It would be different if Roman went, but he didn’t want to do much lately. Which was okay with Rand. She hated going out. She would rather stay home, but she didn’t think that was good for Roman. So after they ate, she went into the bathroom and put her hair back up, made sure her uniform was immaculate. When she came out, she sat down and started putting her boots back on.

Yeoman Rand

Roman was still feeling… Well, not good, and his schedule was all messed up and he wasn’t quite back to work. In two days, though. Then he’d be allowed to work half-days, only. Of course they had spoken, a lot, and Rand had caught him up on all the ship news.

Roman watched her get ready. “Isn’t it a dance? You’re going in that?” Roman looked at her. He actually stood, went over to her, and set his hands on her shoulders. “You can’t go in that, Miranda. You’ve got such lovely dancing gowns.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO