Posted April 19, 2021, 3:55 p.m. by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) (Lindsay B)
Posted by James Sinclair in Faye’s Quarters - You’ve Got Mail
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Faye’s Quarters - You’ve Got Mail
Posted by James Sinclair in Faye’s Quarters - You’ve Got Mail
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
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
Daggum smiled at her… a smile that conveyed more than any words he had so far said to her. =/\= Smartest thing I’ve done is call you. =/\= and he gave her a wink. =/\= Congratulations, Faye. Really… I’m super proud of you. And I am glad you are on the path you are on. I think you are going to do wonderful things, Faye. Both for the Manhattan… and for you. And I can’t wait to hear about them. Maybe in person, sometime… =/\= and he smiled again.
Hammor, Operations Chief, USS Athena
She couldn’t help but match his smile. =/\=Yeah, easy peasy. Got a wormhole here and everything.=/\= Faye leaned in closer towards the screen, gazing into Dag’s eyes. =/\=Stay safe out there, okay?=/\= She still didn’t understand what all of this was. Did he? Maybe it didn’t need to be explained, or maybe it was a question of timing. Daggum Hammor had started something with a simple call and now that they had picked up that easy rapport they had with each other, Faye was loathe to let it go.
~Faye Calloway
Daggum’s face moved closer to the screen and his demeanor shifted to something slightly more serious. =/\= Oh, I will be. I have to be able to come see you. And Faye…? Nothing in this universe will keep me from seeing you again. That I can promise. =/\= and he smiled and winked =/\= You stay safe, too. I’d hate to come all that way only to have you running late because you are stuck in a nebula or something. =/\= and he laughed softly.
Her breathe stuck in her throat. It was like they had set a date for some unknown point in the future. Because if there was one thing she could be certain of when it came to Daggum Hammor, it was that he would move the stars themselves to keep his word. =/\=Yeah, that would suck,=/\= she finally answered with a lopsided grin.
=/\= I’ll talk to you soon, okay? I… I really miss you, Faye. =/\=
Hammor, Ops Chief, USS Athena
Faye nodded. =/\=I wish you were here already.=/\= And then what? Like hell if she knew! =/\=Later,=/\= she whispered before cutting the call.
Sitting back in her seat, Faye felt paralyzed. What was it about him? Could she even pinpoint it? Well… yes. But even if she could set aside the other stuff that made that so complicated, could she even properly vocalize what her feelings were? She had them for Daggum, but pulling the corrects threads out of the mess seemed like an impossible task in her mind. She didn’t even know if it were possible.
“Oh Dag, what have we got ourselves into?” she voiced to the ether.
~Faye Calloway
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