Lt JG Alyndra Syrex - We're all going on a.. Summer Holiday
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((Personal Cabin, The Transport Vessel “Volga” – In Orbit of Risa))
The past few months had been an interesting experience for Alyndra. She’d lost her eye, for one. What else was there to say? Many onboard the USS Ronin had.. implied she should use some of her personal days to relax, but that was never Alyndra’s style. All of her life she’d been working towards something, joining, becoming a doctor, her promotion. Putting a hold on things just didn’t sit right with her.
One late night in her and T’Fearne’s quarters, she was flicking through a holiday guide loaded onto her personal PADD, when a pop-up disturbed her endless scrolling, A news article. The USS Artemis, commanded by rising star and fleet captain Addison MacKenzie had elected to take shoreleave on Risa, a smirk struck across Alyndra’s face. She devised a scheme, putting in for a temporary transfer to the USS Artemis herself whilst claiming to the Ronin’s crew she was going on holiday. Sleeping that night, one sentiment echoed around her mind. “Sometimes my genius, it’s almost frightening”. At least before she rolled her eye to herself and reminded herself that other schemes she’d thought were great ideas at the time landed her in the Ronin’s waste collection system.
It had taken longer than she liked to reach the Risan system. Then again, the Alpha Isles weren’t exactly in the middle of federation space, whether they were in Federation Space at all was arguable given the current political situation in the region. The Lattice Alliance had pushed the crew to it’s-
Computer: Attention Please, can all passengers please report to the shuttle bay waiting area to prepare for disembarkation.
Grabbing what few belongings Alyndra had brought along with her, mostly including toys that Lieutenant Silvera had asked for when he heard her and her illustrious toy-store were coming aboard, she headed for the waiting area.
((Outside the Captains Ready Room, Deck 1, USS Artemis-A))
The shuttle ride was short and sweet, and after handing-off her luggage to some bright-eyed operations crewmen to be taken to her quarters, she headed to the bridge to report to the Artemis’s captain. Pressing the bell outside, she waited to be called in.
MacKenzie: Response
The door swished open; Alyndra stepped inside the office.
Syrex: Lieutenant Alyndra Syrex, reporting for duty, Captain.
Alyndra presented her temporary assignment PADD over to the captain.
MacKenzie: Response
Syrex: That’s right Ma’am.
MacKenzie: Response
That comment took Alyndra slightly by surprise. Stepping back on her metaphorical footing, she asked the captain to repeat herself. Alyndra wasn’t used to the consistent Ma’aming, the atmosphere surrounding the Ronin’s command was more laid back than the Artemis from what she had heard in passing. Perhaps she was overdoing it a little?
Syrex: I’m sorry, Ma’am?
MacKenzie: Response
TAG/TBC
Lieutenant JG Dr Alyndra Syrex MD
Medical Officer
USS Ronin (NCC-34523)
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