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Ready Room- Post-Party

Posted Jan. 19, 2021, 10:45 a.m. by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Ready Room- Post-Party

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Ready Room- Post-Party

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Ready Room- Post-Party
Faye was surprisingly glad for the after party but even she had her limits. She was an introvert after all- there was only so much peopling she could handle.

Seeking out her quarry, Calloway stepped onto the bridge and breathed in the quiet, grateful for the night shift calm. Had she not been looking for him directly, she might have been surprised to see Alex sitting there, but as it stood, this was expected. Still in her dress uniform, but with her jacket unzipped, she moved over and sat in the third seat next to him, gazing at their viewscreen. Her cheeks were flushed from the high energy of the evening, but Faye was oddly calm. “So… you drag me into the spotlight in a large gathering and then hightail it out yourself. Not cool, dude…” she said, breaking into a tiny smirk.

Without looking away from the view screen, Cochrane simply said “My ship, my rules Lieutenant.”

“Ohhh, I suppose I can accept that as an answer.”

She gestured with her head towards his ready room. “Got time for a personal matter?” If not, or he didn’t want to, she would be fine with leaving and trying again later.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Cochrane nodded once and stood up. “Ensign Hu’lot, you have the conn.” and female Vulcan left the Tactical station and made her way to the center chair with an “Aye, Captain.”

Cochrane led Faye into the Ready Room and went to the replicator, ordering two cups of coffee. He sat them on the desk, one on each side and then took a seat. “So what is on your mind, Faye?” he asked with a slight smile.

Cochrane, CO

Faye moved her chair to the side of his desk, angled to face him. This was personal, so despite being at his desk, she wasn’t here as a crewmember talking to her captain. She pulled the coffee over and wrapped her fingers around it while she chewed on the inside of her cheek for a moment before exhaling through her mouth slowly. “Okay, first off, I know that this week has been… a lot for everyone, and that at times I’ve not been… in the best head space for any of it. So, I want to apologize if I made more difficult at any point. I don’t always have the ability to think thing through in the moment, not because I can’t see the bigger picture, but in fact I see too much of everything and it’s hard to give it all context when things are stressed.” There was so much to say, but she wanted to start there.

~Faye Calloway

Cochrane picked up his coffee in one hand and leaned back looking at her over the rim of the mug as he took a sip. “No apologies needed. It was a nightmare for everyone involved… you more than most. But we got each other through it, and at the end of the day that is what matters most… right?”

Cochrane, CO


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