Post by Deleted on Jun 19, 2012 19:05:36 GMT -8
The dress was tossed haphazardly aside as soon as she got back to her quarters, and Rychel had gotten into the sonic shower with record timing. She’d lingered there far longer than she normally did, running over the events of the day in her head. She’d never really been in charge of a team before, and she was proud of herself for getting everyone out in more or less good condition. Diran’s wounds would heal up quickly enough, and her own wounds were more annoying than anything else. She knew that Starfleet would be pleased with their results, especially given the fact that they’d captured the Mehtak vessel. That would hopefully aid the fleet as a whole in defeating the Mehtak in the future.
She made a mental note to send a message to Desan. He would be proud of her for taking on the Mehtak. She hadn’t been scared in the slightest, and the tips that he’d taught her had helped considerably. She knew that he wouldn’t be thrilled that she ended up in the middle of a firefight, but he would hopefully understand that was a part of serving in Starfleet. There was no such thing as a “safe” job aboard a starship.
Her thoughts drifted to Helik, and she wondered if the Mehtak ship had safely landed yet. She considered contacting him over the comm system, but decided that with everything that was going on that he likely had other things to attend to. She’d heard rumors that they would be taking the Mehtak ship to somewhere that an Engineering team could make a thorough investigation of it, and she personally hoped for a bit of leave time after their month racing around the sector.
Her shower completed, she looked at her reflection in the mirror for a few minutes before deciding to curl her hair. There was no better way to relax after a long Away Team mission than to pamper herself a bit. She straightened up her quarters a bit, tossing a few things into the replicator before heading back into her room. After a bit of consideration, she put on a yellow sundress, grabbed a curling iron, and began to curl her hair.
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She made a mental note to send a message to Desan. He would be proud of her for taking on the Mehtak. She hadn’t been scared in the slightest, and the tips that he’d taught her had helped considerably. She knew that he wouldn’t be thrilled that she ended up in the middle of a firefight, but he would hopefully understand that was a part of serving in Starfleet. There was no such thing as a “safe” job aboard a starship.
Her thoughts drifted to Helik, and she wondered if the Mehtak ship had safely landed yet. She considered contacting him over the comm system, but decided that with everything that was going on that he likely had other things to attend to. She’d heard rumors that they would be taking the Mehtak ship to somewhere that an Engineering team could make a thorough investigation of it, and she personally hoped for a bit of leave time after their month racing around the sector.
Her shower completed, she looked at her reflection in the mirror for a few minutes before deciding to curl her hair. There was no better way to relax after a long Away Team mission than to pamper herself a bit. She straightened up her quarters a bit, tossing a few things into the replicator before heading back into her room. After a bit of consideration, she put on a yellow sundress, grabbed a curling iron, and began to curl her hair.
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