((Poolside, Risa))
The way the sun hit Alyndras skin soothed her as much as the warmth spread throughout her body. Hearing the crashing of distant waves against the shore reminded her of the Trill beaches of her younger years.
She stretched cosily in her dark-wooden lounger. Wearing nothing but a cyan bathing suit and sunglasses, her golden-blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. Her hands were wrapped behind her head as a book streamed from a PADD in her bag to her eye.
Reading gently in the sun, that was until a chill came over her as a shadow blocked the heat of the Risan sun. Clicking the stream in her eye off, she gently moved the sunglasses to the bridge of her nose, inspecting who had disturbed her. Whilst she didn’t know the Bactrican by name, she recognised them as one of the engineering officers from the Artemis.
Syrex: Can I help you, Ensign?
Imril: Response
Alyndra smiled, putting the sunglasses back firmly on her face and gesturing to the free sun lounger adjacent to her, as if to say “take a seat”.
Syrex: By all means, please.
Imril: Response
Alyndra turned her head to look at Imril. Still retaining her lounging state.
Syrex: Lieutenant Syrex, but please, call me Alyndra.
Imril: Response
Syrex: Medical Officer, USS Ronin. She’s an Akira class ship assigned to the Alpha Isles if you didn’t already know.
Imril: Response
TAG/TBC
Lieutenant JG Dr Alyndra Syrex MD
Medical Officer
USS Ronin (NCC-34523)
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