Hobnobing with the Rich and Famous

Posted Nov. 23, 2023, 9:36 p.m. by Captain Dira Myqian (Commanding Officer) (Lindsay B)

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The silky fur slid beneath her fingertips and it soothed something Dira couldn’t quite name right now. With her good hand, Dira reached out and gave Frigga scritches behind her ear where she knew the dog enjoyed it. How to explain to a canine that your people had to go away suddenly and you were staying with someone else for awhile? “Shall we go to my ready room? You can get to know that place first.” She imagined when Frigga wasn’t working, and Dira was, she could be there with her. “Lieutenant Avery, you have the conn.”

“Yes, Captain,” the security officer on duty said.

Dira stood and moved towards the other door at the back of the bridge. “Come , Frigga,” she said, leading her into the hallway that led to hers and Sinclair’s offices, and the conference room.

Frigga followed, keeping her self directly under the injured arm. She didn’t even look at the officers she knew.

To the right of the entrance was the captain’s desk, a couple chairs for guests, and a replicator tucked into the corner, while a sitting area took up the space in front of the an expanse of windows opposite the main door. The sitting area comprised of a navy blue sofa that had a gentle curve to it. On each side of it, nestled between the windows and where it curved out was a side table with a potted plant. One had trails of forked leaves and the other had tall dark green stems lined with alternating heart shaped leaves that had a blue hue.

Other small touches had been added that were Dira’s, though only a few so far. Aside from the plants, there was a round and squat pot in a deep blue colour with sweeps of white and green paint. It sat on the shelf behind the desk, flanked by two picture frames.

Dira moved over to the sofa and sat down, patting the front of the couch. “It’s okay, you can explore,” she said, not sure what Frigga would understand. She knew there was some specific training, and Dira figured she’s have to delve into that asap if she was to be a proper temporary caregiver to a working animal.

Captain Myqian, CO

Frigga watched as Dira sat down. She padded over to her and sniffed the hand and brace again and then locked it, her tail sweeping the floor slowly. Then she climbed slowly onto the couch and maneuvered herself under the injured wrist again. Her eyes scanned around the room.


Dira couldn’t help by smile, even though she was presented with a problem she wasn’t sure how to solve. She did know that Frigga was noted as being on duty when she wore the vest, and it made sense that if Dira took it off, that Frigga would understand she could relax and not focus on her wrist. She petted Frigga’s head, and then moved to undo the vest fasteners. She moved gently though, not wanting to alarm Frigga since she was not a person who did this for the canine. “We’re going to take off the vest for a bit now and I will check your schedule and we will figure out how we’re going to go about this.”

Captain Myqian, CO

Seemingly understanding what Dira wanted, Frigga sat up allowing the captain easier access to the snaps that held her vest on. She was calm and patient. Once it was off she shook from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail. Then she locked Dira’s hand once, jumped down and proceeded to sniff every single centimeter of the room and every single thing in it. She sniffed the plants, the window sills, the furniture, and underneath - which caused her to sneeze.


Dira chuckled. “There we go, good girl, Frigga. You just needed to know that you were off duty. At least for you that means out of uniform. It never quite works that way for me. And is that a sign I need to get the automatic cleaning to go under my couch more often?”

She got up and moved over to where Frigga was currently investigating and crouched, reaching out a hand to pet Frigga. “You know, I really wanted to thank you for before. I know my wrist seems worrisome to you, but it’s going to be just fine.” She leaned in and smirked. “I just need to be a better patient, don’t I?”

“GALEN, is Frigga scheduled for any further appointments today?”

Captain Myqian, CO

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