(( B’hala Sacred Waters Retreat - Little Risa - StarBase 118 ))
Ross: I mean... I don't mind it terribly either. If they have a pool, I'm in.
Sol nodded.
McLaren: Im not sure what they have here... I've never been... :: She checked over her PADD. :: Does seem alittle odd they ask for so much history as a spa...
He typed in the last few details into his PADD and waved it faintly.
Ross: That's how you can tell it's a medical thing. I mean it's nice they care about us... I guess.
She tilted her head to the side and then nodded.
McLaren: Yea... I guess.
He settled back in his chair and watched the coming and going in the lobby.
Ross: So... is it worth asking how you're doing?
Sol smiled faintly, nodding.
McLaren: I mean... I thought I was doing fine... :: she paused for a moment :: though given that I was selected for this... I wonder if I should be doubting that.
Ross: Response?
She looked over to him, gauging his face for a moment.
McLaren: What about you? How are you doing?
She knew from their previous discussions that his relationship with T'Reyna had ended. If he was anything like her that would have meant throwing himself into his work. Which, come to think of it, was probably why she herself had been identified as needing this spa day. She mentally shrugged.
Ross: Response?
She nodded, smiling again.
McLaren: Well I suppose there were reasons they thought both of us needed this, hmm?
Ross: Response?
She chuckled.
McLaren: I dont know... :: She applied a look of mock horror to her face. :: we may find ourselves even enjoying it.
Ross: Response?
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Director of Intelligence and Second Officer
Starbase 118 Ops
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