Samantha Richards - Good Luck Finding All Of Them...
Samantha Richards
((Corridor, Deck 7-USS Artemis))
Between the mountains of diapers, long nights of crying(her and the babies) and learning to be an efficient mother, Sam still craved some kind of chaos in her life.
She marched down the corridor with a purpose. A smile on her face, a pocket full of rocks— and a purpose.
With a couple of them in her hand she looked at the rocks with a similar happiness that was nothing short of demented and perhaps a little bit evil.
Richards: Now my beauty’s, it is time for you to prove a point. You have a duty to uphold and if the arguably handsome-yet kind of grumpy- guy finds you, I promise the mean man won’t hurt you.
((Interim Chief Medical Officer’s Office, Deck 7- USS Artemis))
As she reached the CMOs office, there was no point in hiding her joy as she found the room completely empty. She looked around to make sure no eyes were on her and she quietly slipped inside.
Quickly and efficiently, Sam strategically hid the rocks around the office in places that were easy to spot, and some that he may never find. In drawers, under PADDS, in a plant that looked like it needed some water and one stuck to the bulkhead with a bit of glue. That one may have become a part of the structural integrity of the ship, but that was now a Kyle Morgan problem and not a Sam Richards problem.
After completing her task, she stood facing away from the door, admiring her work. Saying a silent goodbye to the different types of igneous, metamorphic and sedimentary variants of “just rocks” she meticulously placed around the office. Just as she went to turn around a voice from behind made her jump and let out a noise along the lines of a yelp and a scream.
Jaran: Response
Richards: Ahh! ::Placing her hand on her chest:: Sorry… You scared me.
Sam took a few deep breaths and looked at the doctor with a hopeful understanding.
Jaran: Response
Richards: Me? ::Pointing to herself:: What am I? ::Gesturing around:: Doing in here? ::Putting her hands on her hips:: That is an excellent question…
She stared at them for far longer than either of them could possibly be comfortable with.
Richards: I- I was uhm… Looking for you! ::Nodding:: Yeah. Looking for you. I need a checkup. Just a quick one. Doctor Bancroft deserves a bit of a break from me, so I came to find you.
Jaran: Response
There was no way they believed her. Not even a little bit. Not wanting to turn a harmless prank into something bigger she deflated a bit.
Richards: Okay… This is going to sound silly, but I am… hiding… rocks. ::pointing to the one stuck to the bulkhead:: You’re not a tattletale are you?
Jaran: Response
TAG/TBC!
Samantha Richards