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Computer Science Lab 2- Post Party

Posted Jan. 21, 2021, 10:41 a.m. by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) (Lindsay Bayes)

Slipping back to her quarters, it was taking everything Faye had to keep herself from just losing it. She understood where one mistake she had made was, but the rest of it? Indecipherable. Whether it would remain that way or not, depended a lot on Wyatt and if they could talk and actually hear each other. She shook her head as she stepped into her bedroom and very gently unpinned the medal. She’d have to ask Alex for the box, but for now she simply rested it on her bedside table as a much needed reminder. When things started to spin out of control while she worked through everything that had gone down in the last week, when she felt like she didn’t know which way was up, she knew that the medal itself was give a helpful reminder of the things she knew for certain.

Changing into a pair of yoga leggings (dark blue with colourful nebulae on them) and a relaxed fitting purple top that hung low over her hips, she then slipped the amethyst hairpin out of her hair and let the bun unwind itself. Holding that hairpin in her hands made her feel even more confused and right now she needed to hold on to the tiny bit of clarity she had clawed out of the situation on the hill. The pin was tucked away in her bedside table.

Faye brushed out her hair before she came to stand in the middle of her quarters and, for a few minutes, came into Mountain pose and closed her eyes, letting herself feel the energy in her body and noting where she was feeling the tension. Breathing deeply, she she channelled breaths into those areas and felt her body relax a bit more.

Ready to attempt one last time to find at least some common ground the with frustrating Chief of Security, Faye secured her combadge and headed for her lab.


CS Lab 2 was a much tidier place than it had been even ten days ago. After she and Alex had brought the last bits of the program online, and things proved to be secure, she had been able to at least tidy away more of the crates. There were still several crates tucked neatly along the back wall, but the central work table remained clear and for the most part Faye only needed the three large displays she had set up to work together along the bank of consoles that formed the workstations.

The door to the lab was unlocked.

Inside, Faye was sitting in the middle of her three screens and there were task chairs on either side of her. She was leaning back in her chair, with one knee up against the edge of the console in a rather lounging pose while she periodically looked at her screen. Other wise, her hands were behind her head while she listened to one of her very eclectic playlists. It wasn’t so loud that she couldn’t hear anything or the music would seep into the corridor, but it was enough to drown out any useless idle thoughts that tried to creep in. She had been honest that it didn’t matter if he came or not, this was the first time she had had to properly check that everything was okay, and since she still wasn’t technically on duty, she wanted to do he due diligence and keep tabs on a couple potential issues she was monitoring.

Her fingers tapped to the upbeat music as she closed her eyes. As far as she was concerned it was still her party and she was going to try and keep it that way. “I’m burnin’ through the sky, yeah, two hundred degrees, that’s why they call me Mister Fahrenheit, I’m travelling at the speed of light…”

OOC: Because… it’s Queen! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgzGwKwLmgM

~Faye Calloway


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