Posted by Lieutenant Kalika Darz (Chief of Security) in Kalika and Tath and all the ghosts between
Kalika had woken up two days ago on her couch, alone, after Tath had left sometime in the middle of the night. She had seen him the next day and sent him to work with another NE on patrolling another part of the ship. They had exchanged an ocassional intimate touch, a brush of fingers on the back of the hand, a small caress to the arm as they passed. But she had gone back to her quarters alone the next night. She wanted to be sure, for them both, that it was real. Today, she had been with the Captain discussing the change in course and possibilities of opening new areas of the ship. Stone and O’Larria had been opening sections of the ship previously dead and she wanted to move barriers back to see if the ship would allow them to remain stable. It had kept her away from her office all day.

As the second shift finished their first reports, upstairs in the Security office, Kalika was keyed in and began reading them. Cell three was blinking once more. The shield up and the phantom prisoner pacing. She was used to it and ignored it like always. Her head was down and she was humming a Klingon ballad as she worked on the reports, her hair released from it’s usual ponytail. The tresses dropping around her face, nearly blocking her vision to the main corridor outside her door.

Lt Kalika Darz
CoS

At the end of his shift, he came up to her office door. He looked around before saying, “Hey Kal. How was your day?”