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USS Wolverine

One Step at a Time

Tagged: Sisnil Zoi, Dradvia

Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in One Step at a Time

Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in One Step at a Time
Dradvia had done some shopping on her little excursion. She had completely forgotten about it though in the awkwardness of Cmdr Morris trying to set her up with Sisnil and then Sisnil appearing immediately afterwards. She had gotten some things for Sisnil but wasn’t sure if she should give them to him. She didn’t know what to do about him saying her feelings were mutual.

In the end though, knowing how lonely he was, and how inadequate of a friend she had been to his request, allowed her guilt to propel her put her door and across the hall. She held the bag in her hand as she reached for the chime. She pressed it quickly, but the moment her finger released the button, she turned back for her room, chickening out.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Unfortunately for her, Sisnil had sensed her coming and the door opened fairly quickly. “Dee? Where are you going?” He asked, seeing her turned around and heading away. He grinned, making a joke, “Don’t tell me you’re ding-dong-ditching me?”

~ Zoi

She stopped when she heard the door hiss open, and her eyes closed like she was trying to be brave. Well she was, wasn’t she? She turned around, chewing the inside of her cheek. She had played that game once as a kid. They would have gotten into a lot of trouble if they had been caught.

She shook her head, “No. I just…” she looked down at her hands and the bag. She was nervous and scared. What if he didn’t like it? What if it made him feel more isolated and hurt his feelings? What if Morris found a way to stop the message, or she sent it wrong? What if it never arrived, and it was her fault. What if now that she sent it, he didn’t want a friend anymore? (That thought, the feelings behind it, were insulting to herself and not even a hint of negativity toward Sisnil).

After being awkwardly quiet for a moment she jammed her hand in the bag, and then thrust one of the contents at him. “I… I got this for Simon.” It was a robotic mouse that moved around on its own for him to chase.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

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