Lt JG Alyndra Syrex - Santa Syrex 2: The Workshop Years
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((Arboretum, Deck 3, USS Artemis-A))
Syrex: =/\= Where’s good? Where would you like to meet? =/\=
Silveira: =/\= How about the Elysium? Its the ship lounge on deck 6=/\=
Syrex: =/\= All right then, I’ll see you in ten, Syrex out =/\=
Silveira: =/\= Response =/\=
As Alyndra reached the giant metal doors, they began to grudgingly slide open. Stepping from the natural path to the synthetic carpet, she headed for their rendezvous point. Her head full of ideas for what the Chief Tactical Officer could possibly need from her.
Silveira: =/\= Perfect, Silveira out. =/\=
((A few minutes later, Elysium, Deck 6, USS Artemis-A))
Alyndra strolled into the
Elysium. It had taken her a small while longer than she’d hoped to find the seeming
core of social interaction onboard the Artemis. When she stepped into the
turbolift, it had become confused about what she was asking when she said “Elysium”.
Perhaps it was her accent, or maybe she had pronounced it wrong, but she’d been
on a journey before finally reaching her destination. Thankfully when she’d finally
managed to arrive, a man in a golden uniform stood up, waving his hand at her.
Silveira: Doctor Syrex, I presume? ::he smiled and raised his hand:: A
pleasure to meet you. Vitor Silveira, but please call me Vitor or Sil.
Syrex: ::Smiles:: Yes, Dr Alyndra Syrex and likewise. Not to call me Sil
of course ::laughs::. But it’s nice to meet you.
Sil gestured towards the
table, inviting Alyndra to join him. She gladly sat down, gesturing kindly to
one of the lounge staff to come over when they had a moment.
Silveira: Well Doctor, I became aware of your… Talented work. ::He raised
his PADD, displaying the Al Doll:: I believe this is your handy work? At least
that’s what it says on the tag. There were two of them, the other is… Well, a
representation of me, that I offered to my… ::his smile widened and he felt as
if he was beaming.:: Girlfriend.
Alyndra looked down at the
PADD, smiling. Before looking back towards Vitor.
Syrex: Ah, I thought I recognised you! It was a pleasure to capture for likeness
for Ensign Lyara. Are you looking for another likeness? An action figure perhaps?
Sil laughed, leaning back in
his seat. He gave off a look of premonition, like he wasn’t asking for himself,
at least not right now.
Silveira: No, no Doc… I want to ask you to make me a similar Doll, but
of my girlfriend. I was away for a some days, and I want to surprise her. I
thought a doll of herself would match perfectly with a doll… Of myself. ::He
smiled and opened his arms:: What do you say Doc?
She opened her mouth to respond before the wait staff finally caught up with Alyndra, interrupting mid conversation.
Waiter: Yes, what
can I get for you ma’am?
Syrex: Oh, Hi. Can I please get a hot chocolate, extra marshmallows?
Thanks.
The waiter nodded, heading back to the bar. Alyndra turned back towards Sil, as if nothing had happened. Still maintaining her smile.
Syrex: I say yes!
Silveira: Response
Syrex: Well, I’ll need an image, preferably a more recent one. My workshop and a replicator.
Silveira: Response
Syrex: Well, it’ll be tricky to do that in here? Do you wanna take our drinks up to my quarters and we can work in there? Can you take drinks away from here? I gotta drink coming, so we can finish them both first if you like?
Silveira: Response
TAG/TBC
Lieutenant JG Dr Alyndra Syrex MD
Medical Officer
USS Ronin (NCC-34523)
R240107AS3