((Room 1118, Deck 5, USS Ronin))
V'Len was doing something that he'd not done in a long time, he was reading a novel. He was normally so preoccupied with work that he did not have time to do much more than view some of the comics that his friend Ulasso was so fond of. It had all come about because of Mork from Ork. V'Len had sat down to read some reports from the astrometrics group when Mork had leapt up onto his lap. V'Len had tried to push the canine off, but each time Mork had given him a mournful look and adjusted in such a way that he was unmovable. V'Len read the report figuring the dog would wander off, but instead it fell into a deep sleep, his snoring filling the room. V'Len had finished the report, but Mork seemed so content that he decided to stay where he was. Not he was 100 pages into a novel involving a detective and his robot assistant. It was quite an enthralling story, so when his commbadge chirped loudly, V'Len jumped as did Mork who also fell off V'Len's lap, landing on the floor with a thud.
Beck: =/\= Beck to Kel. You got a few minutes to chat, Doc? =/\=
Kel: =/\= Yeah of course. Do you need my science hat or my medical hat? =/\=
V'Len reached down to offer Mork a happy pat on the head. The dog was clearly confused as to how he had been on V'Len's lap one moment and one the floor the next.
Beck: =/\= I've been thinking about the future and wanted to get some feedback from you again. You were helpful last time. I also asked Karrod if he had a little time. =/\=
oO Counseling hat. Oo
Kel: =/\= Always happy to help. If you tell me where you are I'll come as quickly as I can. =/\=
Beck: =/\= Like I said to him, no rush - but you can find me at the Celestial Tide Sanctuary if you're available. =/\=
Kel: =/\= I'll head you way shortly. Kel out. =/\=
V'Len rose and Mork began to follow him with interest. V'Len smiled and took the leash off the hook by the door and held it up.
Kel: Walkies?
Mork: Harf!
((The Fishbowl, Celestial Tide Sanctuary, Logali IV))
V'Len was not at all sure how Kumel had taken care of Mork. When he'd first come to V'Len he was always tired and moved very little. V'Len had worked to design a better grade of food for Mork and started giving him regular walks. Mork was far from effervescent, but he was more energetic than he had been and as they approached the fish bowl V'Len was hurrying to keep up as Mork pulled him along.
Niac: At least tell me this...'tastefully'...appointed locale has a bar tucked away somewhere?
Beck: Response
V'Len pulled the Mork to a stop before he could careen into Karrod or Quentin.
Niac: Good, last meeting I was called to I was promised a drink that never materialized...in fact here's the perpetrator now...
V'Len smiled thinly. He'd poured Karrod a drink in the science lab, it was hardly his fault if the man hadn't seen it. He'd have to make a note to put it directly in to the man's hand, or at least make sure Karrod had his eyes checked at this next physical.
Kel: Gentlemen? How are we?
Beck: Response
V'Len took one of the three glasses but moved past Karrod to peek into the bar refrigerator himself. He pulled out a bottle of water.
Niac: Well, out with it. You wouldn't have asked the two of us to come down here for mustache grooming tips. What's on your mind, Doctor?
Kel: If you're looking for ideas to punish Rox, don't ask me, I've not found anything that works in 4 years.
Beck: Response
V'Len poured the bottle of water into a foldable bowl he'd brought and Mork soon had his snout, ears and tongue in the bowl lapping happily. Once finished he began to sniff his way around the room dragging his ears along on the ground.
Kel: Oh career advice. That's an easier puzzle to solve than our nurse friend.
Beck/Niac: Response
Kel: While I envy the number of letters you have behind your name I can't say I've had that as a personal goal. Half the time I feel like I'd be happy in a small infirmary on K-7 or DS9. Just a simple "country doctor" if you will.
Beck/Niac: Response
V'Len smiled at the pair.
Kel: The other half of the time I have other goals in mind, but we're not here to talk about me. So what are your options Quentin?
Beck/Niac: Response
Kel: Have you tried making a pros and cons list?
Beck/Niac: Response
Tags/TBC
-- Lieutenant Commander V'Len Kel
Chief Science Officer/Second Officer
USS Ronin NCC-34523
T239811VK2
He/Him (player/character)