Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Marishka (CIO) in Lounge

Posted by Ensign Valleea (Doctor) in Lounge

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Valleea nodded, accepting Marishka’s words as they were intended. Still, she knew she couldn’t go home, at least not yet, and maybe never. “I’m looking for him,” she said softly. “The man I was briefly engaged to. I’ve gone years not knowing what happened to him or why, but I’m finally going to find out one way or another, even if the answer is that there are no answers. At least then I can move on.” Her voice had become distant as the weight of broken dreams sat upon her. Yes, she was building a new life but dreams of the future were something she had not been able to reclaim yet and without them, well, it made everything seem just that tiniest bit hollow.

Ensign Valleea, Doctor

Marishka felt the weight of Valleea’s words and knew that a casual friend might not have said so much.

“You are aware of my position on the ship? Please let me know if you need any assistance in that matter. I was destined to be an Intel officer one way or another. If I can’t help a friend out every now and then, then what’s the point of it all?” she asked with a wink.

Her inquiries on Valleea’s behalf might seem harmless to others but, she knew they would mean something to the Kriosian.

• Marishka, CIO

Inhaling deeply, Valleea nodded. “I appreciate that. I don’t know how much you’d be able to help given that Krios Prime and Valt aren’t members of the Federation, but if my contact comes up with nothing, then I’ll let you know and we’ll see what we can do.”

Eyeing her nearly finished embroidery, the Kriosian gathered it up and gazed at it, smirking slightly. Her head felt a bit tipsy. “It’s good for my hands, but I still am amused that I feel compelled to do this old art. My mother was declare it a victory for her, I’m sure.”

Ensign Valleea, Doctor