((Corridor, Deck 10, USS Ronin))
Renaie wandered through the corridor of Deck 10, murmuring some Klingon phrases quietly under their breath since they recently finished a subspace call with their parents.
Truth be told, they didn't really want to tell their parents that their ship had encountered a modified death plague, as they would much rather spare the concern until when they had returned to Melbourne to visit. Krinea and Gamal could leave their concern for another day.
oO The amount of traumatised folk… Oo
Taking a shaky breath, they kept walking for a while before they felt a thump, indicating they had accidentally walked into someone, that someone being Commander Raga.
Shortrith: Huh- Apologies, Commander Raga. I didn't see you there.
Raga: Response
Shortrith: Yeah, I'll look where I'm going next time. How are you going with everything?
Raga: Response
Shortrith: That's certainly understandable, given everything that's happening.
Raga: Response
[Tags/TBC]Ensign Renaie Shortrith
Assistant Counsellor
USS Ronin
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