Doctor Renaie Shortrith - Where Do We Go Now?
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((Two weeks after mission's end))
((Renaie's Quarters, Deck 8, USS Astraeus))
Renaie's eyes somewhat glazed over as they stared at their reflection in the mirror, a small bottle of concealer on the bench. This event Commander Rosek-Skyfire held was important. No vitiligo showing today.
While blending the last remaining concealer into their face, Renaie took a moment to observe themself in the mirror. Australian Klingon medical officer. How often were those words spoken in the same sentence? Renaie had heard Australian Klingon in the same sentence before. They had met one other than them in their Academy years, had they not?
After a moment, their thoughts slipped tho those of the imminent transfer, and their uncertainty of the unknown.
oO The memo from Starfleet was that we were being transferred, orders to follow. What's going to happen now? Oo
If Renaie was being honest, they felt lost. August and Laef'eah weren't on the Astraeus anymore, so she couldn't turn to either of them for support. Who were they supposed to talk to?
The medical officer wordlessly left their room and made their way down to deck 10.
((Main Arboretum, Deck 8, USS Astraeus))
{{Mini Timeskip - 5 Minutes Later}}
Drifting towards the turbolift, Renaie's eyes raised to get one final look at the Australian flora in the Arboretum. oO How quickly can a place go from somewhere I see as home to somewhere I don't know where I'm going? Oo
Eyes focused on the turbolift ahead of them, they turned around at the sound of someone calling out to them.
S'Rorr: ::catching up:: Shortrith! Hello. You look sharp. And I don't mean because of the.. ::gesturing towards his forehead::
Shortrith: ::chuckles goodnaturedly:: It's all good, and thanks, S'Rorr. ::pauses, thinking:: What do you think the whole party thingo is for?
S'Rorr: Aha.. Sorry. Er.. Some sort of announcement, I heard through the grapevine.
Shortrith: Ah, I see.
Renaie gestured for S'Rorr to enter the turblolift first, following not too far behind after a human walked in.
S'Rorr: Deck 10.
The turbolift chimed and began to move.
S'Rorr: So... got any idea where you'll go next?
Shortrith: Nope, and I dunno if I want to think about it. You?
S'Rorr: My mission covers a lot of different ships.. I could go anywhere. Who could say.. Maybe we'll end up going to the same post.
Shortrith: That would be nice. ::pause:: Do we want to keep in touch? I could always use another friend, especially one medically inclined.
S'Rorr: I think I'd like that.
The turbolift arrived at Deck 10, and Renaie gestured for S'Rorr to be the first one to enter.
Admittedly, Renaie hadn't seen the Pagrati Lounge look so plain. They weren't used to this new… everything.
Alentonis: Well, well. What have we got here? Another Brew Continuum Spectacluar, Dr. Skyfire?
C. Skyfire: Nothing quite so formal this time, professor. Just a little sortie for the crew.
Veylek: Thank you for the invitation, Commander. The event looks beautiful.
Ral: It looks fabulous.
Shortrith: Indeed it does.
Wright / Tovaan: Responses
Caldwell / Mei’konda: Responses
S'Rorr: Hear hear.
Tam: The flowers are beautiful. Thank you for bringing us all together.
Munshi: Responses
Rosek-Skyfire: ::smiles:: Thank you, everyone, for coming. Please help yourself to some food and drink. Chythar and I will be sharing our announcement shortly.
Renaie shifted their gaze to Lieutenant Tam at the refreshment table, who was pouring herself a glass of something floral.
Tam: What is the this? It is delicious.
Shortrith: It looks like some Earth blossom, but I'm not sure.
Wright / Tovaan: Responses
S’Rorr / Caldwell / Mei’konda: Responses
Munshi / Tam: Responses
((Mini timejump))
All conversation slowly ceased as the soft ding of a spoon tapping a glass rang out.
Tam: Yes, tell us already.
Shortrith: ::mainly to self:: I wonder what the news is…
Wright / Tovaan: Responses
S’Rorr / Caldwell / Mei’konda: Responses
Munshi: Response
Rosek-Skyfire: ::clears her throat:: As you all know, Chythar and I have an announcement. But first–I wanted you all to hear from me. After some long, hard conversations, Chythar and I have decided it would be best for me to step back as first officer. ::smiles:: It’s been an amazing journey and I’ve learned so much from you. Thank you for being the best crew a first officer could ask for. It has been an honor serving with each of you.
oO What? Oo
Rosek-Skyfire: With that said, Chythar and I received word a few days ago that our family of four will be expanding to be a family of six.
oO Ooooh Oo
S'Rorr: A toast! To new family, new friends, and new frontiers.
Ral: Congratulations, both of you!
Shortrith: Congrats, you two. I wish you all the best.
Wright: Response
S'Rorr: Congratulations!
Caldwell / Mei’konda: Responses
Munshi: Responses
Renaie slid silently to the back of the room, taking a moment to observe everything going on. Upon noticing Sira sitting by herself, Renaie approached, trying not to startle her.
Shortrith: Hey Sira! May I sit with you?
Tovaan: :: stops mid-bite and looks up :: Oh! Please, have a seat.
Shortrith: Thanks! ::pours themself a glass of water:: would you like one?
Tovaan: Response
Shortrith: I'm sorry if I'm not the first person to ask this, but… how are you doing with everything?
Tovaan: Response
Shortrith: I feel that… It's so confusing, I must admit.
Tovaan: Response