Ensign Wyatt Ral - After the Party
Jason Price
(( Wyatt Ral’s Quarters, USS Chin’toka, Orbiting Shemsh, Post Beach Party ))
Wyatt threw his bag onto his bed and
let out a sigh. It had been an amazing
beach party but now he was worn out and tired.
He started emptying his bag, pulling out the small wooden box he had
received from the captain, he placed it on the table before opening it so that
the ribbon was visible as it sat there. He
smiled as he remembered back to the awards, Raga’s announcement and the
subsequent celebrations.
He stripped and stepped into the sonic shower. His body relaxed as the sonic pulses swept over his body removing the beach grime.
Ral: Computer, initiate high frequency mode.
He felt the pulses hitting his body like the needle pricks from a cold shower. It felt so good on his aching muscles. It had been so long since he’d been for a good swim and he was now starting feel the effects of that.
He stepped out of the shower and put on his off duty clothes. As he passed his desk he noticed the flashing notification that there was a message waiting for him. He sat down at the desk and touched the display. The UFP symbol expanded to fill the screen with the words ‘Incoming Message – Personal’ below it then under that the name of the source ‘Michael Campbell’. A wide smile spread across Wyatt’s face. It had seemed like weeks since he’d had a message from Mike and he felt a knot in his stomach as he realised how much he missed him.
Ral: Play message
Mike’s face appeared on screen.
Michael: ==/\== Hey Ensign. ::grinning:: Hope you’re settling in now. I really miss you Wy. ==/\==
Wyatt reached towards the screen and stroked the image of Mike’s face as he spoke. The touch of the screen paused the playback.
Ral: ::quietly:: Miss you too. ::beat:: Computer resume playback.
Michael: ==/\== I have some good news. ::pausing, a smile spreading across his face:: I’ve been accepted into the Daystrom Institute on Mars as a civilian engineer. I’ll be grabbing a transport there in the next few days. Oh, your sis says hi, she’s coming with me for the trip. Reckons someone needs to keep an eye on me. ::grinning:: She’s been keeping me company at the cottage in Scotland. I’m sure she’ll be sending her own message soon. She keeps trying to communicate with me telepathically but I keep telling her I don’t have the right brain for that. Doesn’t stop her trying though. You want to see the concentration on her face when she tries. ::laughing:: Let me know how things are going on your new ship. Stay safe out there. Love ya Wy ==/\==
Wyatt smiled as a tear rolled down his cheek and he shut off the display.
Ral: Love you too. ::wiping his face with his hand::
oO ::staring at the now blank screen:: What were you thinking getting posted this far out Wyatt Oo
He should sleep now but his mind was racing. He picked up his PADD and set off towards BC. He had several engineering papers he wanted to review and needed to take his mind off Mike and the rest of his family. He’d record a reply once he got his emotions back in check.
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Ensign Wyatt Ral
Engineer
USS Chin’toka NCC-97187
C239903WR3