Lieutenant Anton Richards: Little Nap on the Bridge
Writer Guy
OOC: Harvest time is wrapping up here, (don’t tell the spreadsheet guys :P), sorry if I’ve been a bit absent the last few days have been hectic.
(( Solar Sail Observation Hall, Deep Space 14 ))
With the awards ceremony now officially at its end, Anton was getting ready to leave. Under normal circumstances Anton would have stayed and mingled with his shipmates however with the ‘recent turn of events’ Anton was looking to head out of the observation hall as fast as possible. He turned to find the closest path to the exit and was heading straight there when he heard Rouiancet’s voice over top of the crowd.
Rouiancet: Anton, hello!
That was pretty much Anton’s luck at this point he thought. He tried his best to keep eye contact, although that wasn’t working very well. What was he even supposed to say? “Hey, sorry that I lost my mind back there and tried to have you arrested. I just kinda thought you might be an alien…. Or something.”
It was the “or something” that Anton was still trying to wrap his head around. Why had he even thought that in the first place? He had the utmost respect for Rouiancet.
He needed some time away to think. But he guessed he would have to get demoted first.
He straightened up his posture, his neck strained, he had been hunched over for too long. He turned towards Rouiancet.
Richards: Good evening, Sir.
Anton decided on the rip the band-aid off approach.
Richards: I suppose you are looking to talk about the other day on the bridge. I don’t think I am ready for that yet.
He wasn’t sure what he was ready for yet. Rouanicet smiled and shook her head in the calm way that she always did. Indicating to Anton that everything was under control and operating as usual. The problem was that it most definitely was not.
Rouiancet: I promise, I"m not. I only wanted to check in and see how you're doing, after...
The band-aid off method was chosen again by Anton. Guess he was talking about it after all.
Richards: My little nap on the bridge?
Rouiancet: Response
Richards: I’ll face any consequences that are necessary, Sir.
Rouiancet: Response
Richards: Like I told the investigators, I feel fine and I don’t really know what happened.
This was half true. He didn’t know what happened, but he certainly didn’t feel fine.
Rouiancet: Response
[TAGS & TBC?]
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Lieutenant Anton Richards
Security Officer
USS Octavia E. Butler - NCC-82850
T239802AR1
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