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Deck 4 Garden- Wedding Bells

Posted Aug. 3, 2022, 1:04 p.m. by Fleet Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) (James Sinclair)

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Alex smiled. “The Hampton is a fine vessel. I saw her…” and he thought for a moment and then said “… six or so years ago. DS Five. She was the last Star Fleet vessel I did a Security inspection on at the station before leaving for the Klingon War College. Beautiful ship.”

Cochrane, CO

Gavin grinned. “I took over as CO three years ago. I’ve been enjoying the ship. Great crew, then again we captains are always biased,” he said with a laugh.

The speakers by the dance floor sounded and Nadine was holding a microphone. “Good evening everyone, our bride and groom will return momentarily, so if you want to all find your seats I think we should give them a proper welcome to their reception.”

Shara wasn’t far so found her chair, waiting for Micah to join her.

~Wedding Guests

Revna quickly grabbed a plate and food and found a place at the table.

McKenzie

“Is this seat open?” Walker asked as he stepped up to the table next to McKenzie. He carried a plate in one hand, and a glass of champagne in the other. While not his normal drink, he was willing to make an exception for tonight.

Darach

Revna looked up and waved at the seat with a smile. “By all means, Mr Darach, please.” One of the kitchen staff passed with a tray of glasses. Champagne really wasn’t her drink of choice, but she grabbed a glass for the toasts and sat it to the side of her glass of mead.

McKenzie

“Thanks,” he said as he placed his plate and glass on the table before pulling out the chair.

“It is good to have such a reason to celebrate with family and friends.” Revna hadn’t known Faye very long, but she had become a dear friend.

Walking up the path past the pond, Faye squeezed Daggum’s hand, glad she’d given him the poetry book in private. Something about coming full circle under the dew-drop tree had left her, well, serene. And it was this Faye that approached her guests as a newly married woman. “Here we go,” she whispered.

Nadine grinned as the couple appeared. “And let’s give it up for the newlyweds!” she said, clapping.

Shara clapped and then let out a loud wolf whistle, just as Faye often did, making the bride laugh hard as they made their way to the table. It was still sinking in that they were married! They’d grab food from the buffet that had been set out shortly, but for the moment she just wanted to sit at this one table with all the people who mattered most to her in the galaxy and see what her newfound sister had in store for them as emcee.

~Bride & Sister

Joining in with everyone clapping, Walker couldn’t help but smile. After everything she had been through, he was happy that Faye had found someone that made her happy. But that didn’t mean she going to get off that easily. Grinning at hearing Shara, Walker let out his own loud whistle as the couple made their way to the table.

Darach

Revna clapped and cheered along with the rest. Faye looked radiant, and whatever private moment she and her Daggum had shared seemed to have created something precious between them. Revna smiled, remembering her own wedding. Well if you could call it a proper wedding, but it fit her and Mike. Just like this fit Faye and Daggum. Her own whistle joined the rest, and they all slowly faded away.

McKenzie

As the newly married couple came in to the applause and cheers of their friends, Daggum felt a small pang of… something. It wasn’t jealousy, but it was akin to it. Everyone here (almost) was here for Faye. And he was fine with that. She had earned every single soul here to celebrate her.

And then the (almost) laid a hand on Daggum’s shoulder.

“Looking pretty slick there, kid.” came a raspy voice laced with amusement. The speaker was an older human male. Long, gray hair fell to the man’s shoulders, and a matching beard that was meticulously maintained formed the foundation of a ruggedly handsome face with some of the brightest green eyes that side of the Orion themselves. The man looked at Faye and said “So I’m guessing from the dress you are the one I have to thank for getting this jerk to think about something outside of fleet logistics?” and he smiled and held out a hand to her. “Paul Shaughnessy. Your husband saved my life.”

Daggum


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