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USS Dauntless

Dinner with the Brass

Heather finished her rotation in Engineering, made sure assignments were handed out and all from outside the office that had only recently belonged to her chief Si’Rek, She just wasn’t ready to sit in his chair and his office so soon after learning he’d left without so much as a goodbye to her. Heather made a stop off at her quarters, the Captain knew what she was exactly and before the young immortal was going to sit down with her captain for a nice dinner Heather was going to have a bag of blood. She hadn’t had anything to eat since she accepted the post, and she’d last had blood the day before. This meant her body had run through the blood she’d consumed.

Getting in a quick sonar shower and a change of clothing a bag of blood slapped to her fangs drained rather quickly. The food would help her body produce its own blood, but until then at least one bag would satisfy her. Once dressed and slightly fed Heather left her quarters and found the first lift to the decks above her. the young woman stepped off the lift and made her way to the captain’s quarters where she then pressed the chime at exactly 1800 hours and waited for entrance to be offered.

Heather Argeneau, CE

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