NPC Norvan Darros - Bonds of Love (Tag: Pritzker)

[Jamie LeBlanc]

((Alterations & Upholstery Shop, SB 118))

 

::Norvan Darros was puttering.  Not really working, not really relaxing, just… puttering.

 

It was something he indulged in every time he was worried or anxious.  And make no mistake, the recent series of explosions, warnings and security alerts made him very, very nervous.  It was difficult for him to leave his homeworld.  It had taken a long time and a lot of outside assistance to build up for Onara and Brekka.  It was still rare that families traveled offworld.  Usually families pooled resources to allow one child to get offworld, and then offworld Brekkians clustered together for support whenever they found one another.

 

He considered himself very lucky to have found Lyyian.  She was more motivated than any other Brekkian he had ever met. She had gone so far as to enlist in Starfleet – something that Norvan had never dreamt of doing.  She considered him brave for starting his own shop.  He considered her the far braver of the pair for leaving home to take the scary unknown steps in becoming a Starfleet officer.

 

So when another Starfleet officer approached him he nearly jumped out of his skin.::

 

Pritzker: Excuse me. I’m looking for a Norvan Darros?

 

Darros: ::Looking up, eyes wide:: Th-that’s me.  I’m Norvan Darros.  What can I do for you?

 

Pritzker: Good evening. I am Lieutenant(jg) James Pritzker, Counseling Officer, aboard Starbase 118. Your fianceé, Chief Warrant Officer Sershan is in Sickbay and wanted me to notify you of what happened.

 

Darros: ::He took in a breath, and it caught in the back of his throat:: Sickbay?!  Is she okay?!  ::Panic rose in his voice.  The civilians hadn’t gotten much information on the particulars of the attacks, but to think that Lyyian was one of the targets?  He swayed a little on his feet imagining the worst::

 

Pritzker: She is resting comfortably now. She was wounded when an intruder attempted an escape and shot her, after shooting another officer with her.

 

Darros: :He clapped a hand over his mouth in shock:: Shot?  ::his breath came in short, quick pants, as a static, electric crackle coursed through him – just enough to make Pritzker’s hair stand on end::  Can I see her?  ::He had to see her.  Make sure she was alive…::

 

Pritzker: Yes, I believe that would do her a world of good to go and pay her a visit.

 

Darros: ::There was a flood of relief in his voice as the static discharge around him calmed::  Can I follow you there?  I don’t have anything important going on right now, I can close the shop up.  ::The words were fast and pleading::

 

Pritzker:?

 

Darros: Ok, yes, I will certainly do that.  ::he started gathering things up and putting them away::  I just… getting news like this, you have to see something with your own two eyes, right?  ::he was shaking as he finished his work::  I never thought anyone would attack the station, let alone Lyyian.

 

Pritzker: ?

 

Darros: ::He shook his head:: most of us permanent civilians come here because it feels safe.  Colonies have storms and disasters.  Civilian bases have pirates and mafias.  Starfleet bases are supposed to be safe.  Strict but safe.

 

Pritzker: ?

 

Darros: ::Following the man.::  No, this is the first incident that has really rattled me.  I’m not planning on leaving – but I’ll follow Lyyian if she goes somewhere else.  It’s not often you find another Brekkian out in the stars like this.  And she’s special.  ::He murmured fondly::

 

Pritzker: ?

 

Darros: Have you ever been engaged, Lieutenant?

 

Pritzker: ?

 

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tags/tbc

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NPC Norvan Darros

Textile Merchant

SB118

Simmed by: Sal Taybrim

 

 

 

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