Lieutenant Commander Anjar Thoran: Early Evening Interlude
Anjar Thoran
((Pagrati Lounge, Deck 10, USS Astraeus))
Anjar sat near the window, sipping his mug of black coffee. He usually drank tea, but today felt like a coffee kind of day. He hadn’t slept well last night, despite Carter’s presence beside him. The dreams came almost nightly and required a sedative for him to get any sleep at all.
He wasn’t a telepath like most of his father’s species, but the screams that day had been deafening and the waves of fear had been debilitating. It was a wonder he’d been able to do his job at all. So many lives were extinguished by a cold-hearted enemy. Civilians slaughtered. And for what?
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He looked up at the sound of someone saying his name and offered a wane smile.
Thoran: Just taking a few minutes away from the constant work of being a Chief.
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Thoran: ::motions to the empty chair:: Please. ::pauses and sips his coffee:: So what brings you here? Early dinner?
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