Botanical Garden - Burning the Midnight Oil (Open)

Posted July 20, 2021, 11:16 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Counter-Intelligence Officer) (Lindsay Bayes)

Posted by Civilian Luke Wyatt (Military Liason) in Botanical Garden - Burning the Midnight Oil (Open)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Counter-Intelligence Officer) in Botanical Garden - Burning the Midnight Oil (Open)

Posted by Civilian Luke Wyatt (Military Liason) in Botanical Garden - Burning the Midnight Oil (Open)


Looking up just as he was about to begin writing again Luke recognised the voice, “Its hard not to.” It was one of the bigger tree’s as far away from people as possible, it was quiet and yet controlled the scene around it. “You look really well.” It was a genuine compliment, “I can move if you’d like?” He asked leaning to get his bag and begin packing. When he left Luke didn’t say goodbye, he felt it wouldn’t have any benefit and he was in a and place. He needed to remove himself from the situation, for everyone’s benefit but being back, he knew that too was a mistake.

  • Luke Wyatt, ML

“Nah, don’t go on my account. You’re working, and this place is great for that and I don’t want to bother you. I can go. Just wanted to…” What, say hi? Make things right? Could they? She didn’t even know. “I guess I just wanted to get our first running into each other out of the way. I’ve heard you were back and I just didn’t want it to be public and all awkward and stuff.” They would be working together to a degree, or in and around each other and it would do no good to avoid each other.


Scotting over, “Well how about you take a seat” He was glad their first encounter was one out of the workplace and certainly in an environment they both clearly found relaxing. Luke was silent for a moment wondering what to ask, or if to just get back to work but he didn’t want to be rude especially when she had seemed him out, for what purpose he wasn’t sure maybe she just wanted to say her peace or maybe she wanted to assassinate him in a quite remote area. “How have you been?” He asked his hands folded over the PaDD which rested on his lap.

  • Luke Wyatt

Beaming smile slipping onto her face, Faye sat next to him on the bench. “I’m pretty fantastic. Truly. I mean, I got a promotion, my Intelligence work is no longer some big secret- which by the way, we did enough to potentially do damage to our secret society foes, and I…” Faye sighed and turned to face him. “Look, I don’t want to beat around the bush here. I want to apologize for how things went down between us. I was using you and I didn’t realize it. I was using you to numb a whole helluva lot of pain. And that wasn’t fair. Regardless of anything on your end, I was unwell Luke. Like really ill, in the way that I can be under extreme amounts of stress. It’s like I hit a threshold and my brain goes haywire. I had some really terrible emotional lows and soaring highs and you unfortunately got caught up in the middle of it all. So… I’m genuinely sorry for that.”


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