Lt. JG Natasha Cole - Legacy in a Frame
Natasha Schell
((Natasha’s Quarters Deck 3, Sector 14 Compartment 48, USS Artemis))
Natasha had been discharged from Sickbay, and in spite of being unconscious for … days, she was grateful they were officially on shore leave. She let the sonic shower run longer than she normally would have. She hadn’t realized how much she missed it, it was probably just because of being without one for the entirety of her time on Callis I, but it was incredibly refreshing.
Walking into her quarters from the bathroom, she saw a small package sitting on her bed, no doubt from her surprise visitor. Sitting on the edge of bed she picked it up, turning it over in her hands a few times. It was light and about the size of a small PADD.
Cole: ::to herself:: How does she sneak around like that?
She unwrapped the string that was tied around the brown paper and tore the paper revealing a simple black frame with a photo. Examining it she saw a familiar face, her ancestor Corad Cole, with his crew on the bridge of the NX-04 Challenger. She had seen family photos before so she was quite familiar with what he looked like. This was different, it was the first time she’d seen a picture of him with his crew.
She wondered which one was Lieutenant Marlowe, since somehow she managed to come into possession of her communicator, or at least copies of her log entries. She sat there staring at the photo for a long moment till she heard the combadge on her night stand chirp.
Silveira: =/\= Response =/\=
She leaned over and set the photo on the shelf the model of the Challenger was sitting on. A small smile crossed her face. Standing up she tapped her combadge as she picked it up.
Cole: =/\= Cole here, Sir. =/\=
She walked over and grabbed a fresh uniform and started getting dressed. Since it was rare for Lieutenant Commander Silveira to call without a reason.
Silveira: =/\= Response =/\=
Cole:=/\= On my way. =/\=
She finished getting herself dressed, and stopped to glance back at the photo Aunt Rea gifted her.
Cole: ::to Aunt Rea, as if she was there:: Someday you’ll have to share your secrets with me.
((USS Artemis-A, deck 8, Chief Tactical Officer office))
She entered into the CTO’s office to see Lieutenant Storm was there as well. Offering both a smile she stopped short not wanting to interrupt either of them mid conversation.
Silveira/Storm: Response
Cole: Reporting as requested.
Silveira/Storm: Response
Tags/TBC
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Lt. JG Natasha Cole
Security Officer
USS Artemis-A
Writer ID A240205NC4