LtCmdr. Talos Dakora - An Unexpected Visitor
Travis
((XO’s Office - Deck 02 - USS Artemis))
Paddwork.
Talos had thought he'd had a nigh unmanageable amount of the stuff when he's been the Artemis’ Intel Chief– but he'd since learned just how much worse it could be.
He’d just finished one of the seemingly endless reports generated by the Ura Neteos III mission, when his door chime sounded.
He set the PADD down with a click, settling back into his chair, trying not to scowl at whatever poor soul was interrupting him.
Dakora: Come in!
But he found it a lot easier not to scowl when the doors opened. As the redheaded Science Liaison that he'd shared a rather action-packed night with stepped into his office he stood reflexively.
S. Richards: ::Lightly clearing her throat:: Did you miss me?
As his look of surprise faded into a warm smile, he nodded affirmatively.
In fact, he'd found himself thinking about her more often than he'd expected in the intervening weeks. Then, of course, there were the increasingly flirtatious messages they'd been sending each other…
Dakora: I did– I do! ::He gestuculated in her general direction:: but… uh, aren't you a little far from home?
The door slid shut behind her and she edged closer to his desk.
S. Richards: ::Talking quickly:: I’m sorry to just drop in on you like this. I-I wasn’t sure if you’d even want to see me again, or if I should have told you I was coming. ::her hands flailed around in wild gestures:: I knew I needed to come back here and talk to some of the crew about Frontier Day and- and I wanted to let you know I was here and… ::taking a quick breath:: I’m sorry…
It was a lot of words in a short period of time, but his smile didn't falter, even as his brain scrambled to process her unexpected arrival and all the new information.
He waved away her apology, meeting her on the other side of the desk for an extended warm hug.
Dakora: Well, whatever the reason, I'm glad to see you! ::He gestured at the PADDs:: Gives me a good reason to put off my boring Paddwork for a bit.
S.Richards: Response
Releasing her from his bear-like hug, he stared down at Sam feeling his excitement building at the prospect of picking up where they had left off.
Dakora: How long are you here for? ::He smirked.:: We're on leave at the moment and I'm sure we can find all kinds of trouble to get into on ‘224.
S.Richards: Response
He raised his hands in mock surrender with a look of trepidation.
Dakora: Though… maybe not as crazy as last time… I don't think there are any cliffs. Or racoons.
S.Richards: response
Tag/tbc
LtCmdr. Talos Dakora
First Officer
USS Artemis-A
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