Faye's Quarters - You've Got Mail

Posted April 14, 2021, 11:58 a.m. by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) (Lindsay Bayes)

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Still smiling, she went to say something but with a chuckling shake of her head, demurred slightly. Her accepting compliments was still one of those things she had been working on with Alex but it felt… different with Daggum. They barely knew anything about each other. And yet even as that thought swept through her mind, Faye knew it wasn’t true. Her gut told her everything she needed to know. That he was trustworthy. That he, like her, had survived unimaginable situations. The difference between them was that it was taking Faye a lot longer to work through it all. But how could she expect more of herself when she had spent so long hiding?

Gazing at him intently, her grey-green eyes were shining. “What about you? I’ve gone my whole life with my only ambition often being surviving or keeping my head down. But what about you, Dag? Anything you aspire to?”

~Faye Calloway

Daggum laughed and said “Yeah… one day I’m gonna be an Admiral.” He said it very matter-of-factly, as if it was a certainty. “That’s my goal. If I can do that, I can say I did what I set out to do. And if I don’t make it? Well, as long as I can look at myself in the mirror and know that I did everything I could… then that’ll work, too. It’s not the destination, after all, that makes it worth it. It’s the journey to get there.”

Hammor, Ops Chief, USS Athena

=/\=You’ll make it,” she said, gazing at him knowingly. People mystified her much of the time but something about Daggum told her he’d make it to Admiral. The rest of it? Well it could be a hard thing to look at the whole of the journey. Somedays, especially when you were in the rough middle, the journey felt more like a pit you oculdn’t crawl out of. But she had made it out many times and knew she’d keep doing so. Still, it didn’t make that journey any easier.

=/\=You know… some days I wish the journey was just a little bit less difficult, ya know? And please don’t give me that ‘what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’ crap. Just because something shapes you doesn’t make it necessarily a positive thing. It doesn’t make it bad necessarily, but it also doesn’t automatically make it good either.=/\=

~Faye Calloway

Daggum shook his head and laughed softly. =/\= Naw, I wouldn’t say that. What I would say, though, is that if the journey is this hard… imagine how amazing the destination will be. Because if I have learned anything, its that the harder the road is, the more awesome that final stop is. =/\= There was light in his eyes and a soft smile on his lips as he looked at her.

Hammor, Operations, USS Athena

She gave him a lopsided smile. =/\=Sure, but what about all that stuff about how there is no end util you’re dead. Everything is the journey, isn’t it?=/\= she countered. He wasn’t wrong and she liked the idea of there being happier and better stops along the way. It would be quite the change for her to welcome those stops rather than fear them.

~Faye Calloway

Daggum shrugged and said =/\=It’s not all one journey, though. Life is countless journeys. Some are short, some are long. Some end… some keep going even past us. And you’re smart. You know being dead isn’t the end of our journey. Energy… cant be created or destroyed, right? Only changed.=/\=

Hammor, Ops Chief, USS Athena

Silence filled the comm between them and for a moment she just gazed at him before she broke into a small smile. =/\=You’re a smart man, Dag. I’m glad you felt the random need to reach out to me. I don’t think I’ve realized how much I’ve needed it.=/\= There were so many adjacent thoughts and questions, tangents of memories associated but none of them mattered right now. While she was only peripherally aware of it, Daggum Hammor was very slowly unravelling a tightly bound piece of Faye’s life. Previously, she would have frantically done almost anything to reweave that barrier. But right now, perhaps to her benefit and detriment, it was happening without her conscious awareness.

She exhaled. =/\=Well, I should probably go. I’m… glad we chatted again. And I’m glad I’ve been able to share my good news with you, despite all the rest of the craziness.=/\=

~Faye Calloway

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