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Fell-Drake Quarters (Side Sim)

Posted Feb. 10, 2019, 3:06 p.m. by Lieutenant Tyler Michael Wells (Chief Science Officer) (James Harrison)

Posted by Commander Relann Fell-Drayke (Executive Officer) in Fell-Drake Quarters (Side Sim)

Posted by Lieutenant Tyler Michael Wells (Chief Science Officer) in Fell-Drake Quarters (Side Sim)

Posted by Commander Relann Fell-Drayke (Executive Officer) in Fell-Drake Quarters (Side Sim)
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Tyler smiled at Relann and then leaned down towards Sowyn. “I hope it’s something interesting at least.” He gave her a wink. Then he held out the orchid flower to her. “I brought this for you. I grew it myself.”

Sowyn’s eyes lit up. “Oh!! Thank you,” she said softly, grinning as she accepted the flower, twirling it slightly in her brown fingers. She then began to inspect the edges and surfaces of the flower, deeply intrigued by it.

Then turning to Relann he handed her the small basket of boja fruits. “These are you you. I kept them growing rather nicely.”

-Tyler Michael Wells

Wrapping her hands around them, Relann beamed and then leaned in to plant a friendly kiss on Tyler’s cheek. “This is wonderful, thank you. I have a feeling we’re going to have to do something special with them.”

She gestured to the sitting area. “Come on in and make yourself comfortable. Can I get you something to drink? We’ve got whatever synth stuff we can order from the replicator, but I also have some regular wine Anita and Jerome sent over as well.”

Fell-Drayke, XO

“Some wine would be wonderful,” Tyler said, taking a seat. He looked around. “And where is Jacen tonight? Working the late shift?”

-Tyler Michael Wells

“Yeah, he’s supposed to him in a little while, but who knows,” Relann said with a laugh as she opened a bottle of cabernet sauvignon and poured a glass for each other them.

She handed one to Tyler. “We’re lucky we see each other at all sometimes. But that’s the juggle we have to do as a department head and first officer.”

Fell-Drayke, XO

Tyler nodded in thanks to the wine, and gave a half smile. He took a rather large gulp, and then let out a sigh. “Well, there’s something I need to tell you and it hasn’t been an easy decision for me but…” His voice trailed off, and he took another sip of the wine. “My sister Abigail has just taken a post as the helm officer of the Quinn, a medical ship. They are in need of a scientist, and they have some of the best doctors and psychologists there, and maybe they can help me figure out what’s going on with me.” His voice quivered slightly as he spoke. “So I’m officially letting you know as one of my commanding officers, and I’ll be submitting the transfer request.” He tried to smile, but was only able to slightly raise the corner of his lips. A single tear fell from his eye. “I’m really going to miss you. This has been my home for a while now.” He chuckled, batting away at the wetness on his cheek. “Look at me being all emotional. You’re the first person I’ve told. I didn’t think it would hit me this hard.”

-Tyler Michael Wells


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