((Chythar's Quarters, Llamasong Farms))
::As relaxing as the last week or so had been, it wasn't all fun and games. Chythar had made significant progress with his recovery, but also had broken down a few times when attempting to describe his experiences to his new family.::
::He was still getting used to having a family. It felt strange to him.::
::A knock at the door jarred him from his nap. He grabbed his tank top and glanced down at himself: sweats, and now tank top. He was presentable, even if his hair was a bit of a mess. He quickly smoothed it out and went to the door, opening it up.::
Greyson: Hey, mate. Got someone to see you. ::Carter tugged on the leash, and Devlin bounded up to his master's feet.:: How you doing, CD?
Skyfire: Devlin! ::and knelt down to embrace the little beagle, who was now 15 lbs of adorable.::
::The beagle gave a yip and licked CD's face, happy to be reunited.::
Skyfire: Doin' a whole lot better now that he's back, laddie. How are ye? Why don't ye come in and we can catch up?
::Carter did as instructed, and as he entered the room he took the desk chair to spin around toward the bed. CD brought Devlin to the bed and had a seat, embracing his little friend whom he had missed terribly.::
Skyfire: So, talk to me laddie.
::Carter nodded and began with a corny opener, which was in fact the reason why he still hadn't reported back. Mostly the fact that he was back, and these two had a lot of catching up to do.::
Greyson: ::smiling:: It's good to see you again, doc. When Starfleet gave up on you, I took it rather hard. Struggled with it for months, and Captain Taybrim noticed I wasn't myself. Finally asked him if I could take some time about two months ago. He told me to take it.
::CD nodded and smiled as he gave Devlin a rub between the ears.::
Skyfire: A lot of people were affected by our disappearance. Ah think ye took it harder than most because Ah saved yer life a couple times.
::Carter merely nodded and folded his hands together contemplatively before leaning forward.::
Greyson: You could say that. Now that you're back...I didn't really believe it at first. Had to pull a few strings to figure out where you were so I could reunite you with the canine.
Devlin: Raff raff! oO He's really nice, Master. Mr. Fixit! Oo
Skyfire: ::chuckled:: Well, ye always were a bit of a puppet master, Mr. Fixit.
Greyson: Fixit? ::perplexed.::
::Chythar nodded again and Devlin licked his face, still happy to be back with his master.::
Skyfire: He gave ye a nickname, laddie. Does that to almost everyone he meets.
::Carter and Chythar continued talking until just past sundown, catching up on events both past and present. CD listened, and tried to avoid talking about what he'd been through. There was no way he could make his old friend understand what had happened, but the past year for CD had been only a few months out here. Once the engineer saw a flicker of the doc's watch, he swallowed hard.::
Greyson: Listen, doc. I got to get going. I probably shouldn't have stayed so long, but it was good to see you.
Skyfire: ::extending his hand:: It was good to see ye again, Carter. Thanks for bringing Devlin.
::The two men started with a basic handshake, then Carter pulled him into a hug like a brotherly embrace. There were few people he did that to, but rarely as good friends as the doc.::
Greyson: Any time. Take care, doc. ::and smiled at Devlin before heading off.::
::Once Carter had departed, CD quietly sneaked to the kitchen and grabbed himself some food, and something for Devlin before returning to his room. There was one other call that had to be made, so he positioned the chair in front of the desk once again and made a subspace call as Devlin happily ate what was put in front of him.::
Skyfire: =/\= Commander Skyfire to Commander Blair. =/\=
::He waited for a moment or two as the relay patched him to Blair's communicator.::
Blair: =/\= Response =/\=
Skyfire: =/\= How's it going, mate? Ah was thinkin' about returning to HQ before they forcibly recall us. Still interested in meetin' up?
Blair: =/\= Response =/\=
Skyfire: =/\= Ah know. How ye feeling?
Blair: =/\= Response =/\=
Devlin: Raff?
Skyfire: ::to Devlin:: Eat your dinner. ::to Alex:: =/\= Sorry, Alex. This is Devlin.
Blair: =/\= Response =/\=
::Devlin bounded up from his place on the floor and into CD's lap, then put his paws on the desk.::
Devlin: Raff raff!
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Lieutenant Commander Chythar Skyfire
Chief Medical Officer
USS Gorkon, NCC-82293
History Team Co-Facilitator
Medical Duty Post Facilitator
Dear Doc Columnist Podcast Script Writer
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