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USS Wolverine

Fate Gets What It Wants

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Reya Salen (specialist) in Fate Gets What It Wants

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in Fate Gets What It Wants
Dradvia left the mess, blindly heading anywhere that might be safe. There was nowhere, nowhere that was safe. Stumbling into her quarters, she locked the door and stood with her back to the wall, scanning the room. Were they here again? “Computer Lights.” The lights came on, erasing the shadows. She didn’t see anyone hiding. She couldn’t do this again. She would NOT go back.

She crouched behind her desk and rummaged through her medkit and loaded a hypo. Her eyes fell on the comm Elias had given her. Something in her chest cracked and broke. Snatching up the comm, Dradvia pressed it over and over in her desperation. “Computer lights.” The lights turned off and she crawled under desk to hide.

En. Dradvia, medical

A loud knock came at her door. “Dradvia!” the knock grew louder. “Let me in please, you are ok!” let me in please.

Reya Salen

Reya heard a desperate cry but no other answer. The panic and and fear was overwhelming, but there was a since of finality to it all as well.

En. Dradvia, medical

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