Ready Room - CO Check-in

Posted June 11, 2021, 2:42 p.m. by Lieutenant Visrian Parr (Chief Science Officer) (Trinity Fister)

Visrian slipped into her quarters and released her bag onto the bed. She considered the room, a chuckle tickling her throat at the thought of her former roommate. She’d miss the woman’s humour and blatant disregard for caution; but, Visrian couldn’t deny relief in a peaceful evening without the shrill lullaby of Maeve’s favourite Klingon Opera. What solace she found in those shrieks and screams, Parr would never know.

Bowing her head in faint amusement, Visrian stole a glance at the bag flung haphazardly against now-ruffled sheets. She tossed it a smile and an empty promise that she’d attend to it later, then turned for the door.

The journey was short and pleasantly routine. A brief exchange with an engineer and a couple of passing nods escorted Visrian from her quarters to the bridge. She lingered, allowing her a fleeting second to consider it before she approached the Captain’s ready room. Tugging at her uniform, Visrian took in a soft breath and palmed the chime.

— Visrian Parr, CSO

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