Lieutenant JG Wyla Avae - Gossip Girls

[Rameses]

((Sickbay, Deck 10, USS Ronin))

Thess snorted a small laugh and shook her head.  

De La Croix:  Oh no no, you're not changing the subject that easily.  Something is going on here and I...we...want to know what it is.  ::A sudden flash of intuition made her eyes widen:: Or who it is!  Otherwise we may just have to start scanning you for brain parasites.  

Avae: Right! What Thess said. There’s something wayyyyyyyyy strange going on with you and I wanna know. Did you get a pet? No, no one acts this weird cause they got a cat. 

She dismissed her own statement with a hand wave. 

Rox: ::deep breath::  As it happens I was on a date before I was recalled here.

The faux gasp that came from Thess made Wyla look at her with confusion. 

De La Croix:  Roxanne!  All that time we spent together in prison and I had no idea you had a social life beyond the occasional bit of public larceny.  Do tell!  As Beckie pointed out...we're not going anywhere for a while.  And you know as well as I do that our little bandage stand here is more than prepared for the odd scrape or partial disintegration.  Or is there perhaps some reason you've been keeping this little secret?  

Avae: Oooooooooh!! I know! I heard someone saw Rox with Marty at one of those fancy restaurants they had. ::the Antosians’ eyes lit up like Hobus just happened a second time::  ROX GOT SOME TUCKER!

She snorted, laughed at her own joke and was never more glad to have taken all those trips to Cairns in Australia back during her time at the Academy. Tucker was, of course, the Australian slang word or food and normally she was definitely not the funniest person, so Wyla had a momentary swelling of pride. 

Rox:  Wyla!  Get your mind out of the gutter!

She covered her mouth, still giggling. 

De La Croix: By all means dear put it right back in there.  I'm sure dear Roxanne comported herself as a lady should...probably.  Maybe.  Possibly.  

Avae: Food! I meant food of course. ::giggling:: Come on Rox, we all know just going on a date isn’t enough to put a girl in that good of a mood. ::her giggling subsided and she gave Rox a doey look:: Unlessssss, you really like who you went on a date with. Spill. It. Girl. 

Rox:  What are we freshmen at the academy?  We can talk about this later we have work to do.  

While Thess crossed her arms and was unfazed, Wyla beamed a smile and rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet innocently. 

De La Croix: You know dear, since I'm spending a bit of time here I've been brushing up on my Starfleet legalese and I happened upon the most delightful protocol - the 'Boimler Effect.'  It very explicitly states that the concept of...I believe it's 'buffer time,' is not only encouraged...it's mandated.  We are to perform our duties in the way that makes the most sense to us...and I believe Nurse Avae and I are more than capable of re-calibrating a biobed or two in the ample time allotted.  

Avae: I can prep wards in my sleep, stop trying to change the subject Rox. ::she giggled:: I pry because I care. 

Rox: ::shaking her head::  Fine.  Fine you harpies.  Marty and I went down to the resort for dinner.  We got recalled before dinner was over, but we made the most of the facility before we beamed back to the ship.

She caught the sideways look from Thess and grinned. 

De La Croix: Made the most of it, did you?  I assume you mean the aquatic center...or perhaps the zero g Jacuzzi?  

Rox:  ::raising her hands::  I'm not spelling it out for you.  

De La Croix:  Good girl...a Lady never tells.  

Avae: That…explains a lot about Jenta. She’s told me a…..nevermind. 

Wyla blinked as she saw that seriousish look from Rox.   

Rox:  Marty is a great guy.  Don't do anything to spoil this for me.  

Thess pouted, clutching at her heart as if wounded.  

De La Croix:  My dear girl, why would we do something so base?  You're an intelligent young woman and I assume this...::she rolled the name around in her mouth like an unpleasant taste::...Martin...is intelligent enough to know that if he doesn't treat you well, you can make their unexpected passing look like a very plausible medical emergency.  

Thess offered a sly wink, and didn’t feel like she was completely jesting. Which kinda worried Wyla. 

Avae: Oh, come on Rox. You think either of us would do that? Well, obviously you did just now, but we wouldn’t do that. I’m just happy for you!

Rox: Why don't you two put yourselves out there?  I hear ::serious tone:: Commander Kel ::regular voice:: is lonely and desperate.  

Thess snorted again and began wandering towards the biobeds.  Wyla fidgeted with her lapel watch awkwardly. She had had terrible luck with relationships. Even since the Atlantis. Everyone she ended up having a thing for ended up leaving the crew or Starfleet in general. However the suggestion Rox tossed their way made Wyla’s nose scrunch slightly. 

De La Croix: He does seem the competent sort but the blue clashes with my eyes dreadfully.  That Captain of yours is more beard than man, the scrumptious looking First Officer though...hmm, yes...pretty but a bit dense...he might be perfect.  

Avae: Thess!! You do know he’s already got a partner and kids too! 

Rox: Response

Wyla stared at Thess as she made one of her usual grandiose gestures. 

De La Croix: Fine fine I do suppose that would be...impolite, if nothing else. I don't especially like birds anyway.  ine then...why don't you tell me more about this Martin while we do our vital..ish work?  

Avae: I haven’t really talked with him much, but he’s kept us flying all this time and seems to be able to keep up with the Captain and XO’s humor. Most times. He seems nice, Rox. And you two make a cute couple. ::she grinned:: Now that I think about it, he’s definitely a hell of an engineer. He can even fix Rox’s mood. 

She giggled at her joke and nudged Rox playfully. 

Rox: Response

Wyla started moving towards the doorway that led to the other wards but stopped in the threshold when Thess looked to be about to answer the question Rox posed. 

De La Croix: Well if you must know there was this rather ravishing Elected One I met during a medical conference on Angel One...that was a delightful few months but alas, she had her planet to run and I had just become Chief Surgeon of Division Fourteen…

Wyla blushed slightly and couldn’t help but giggle as she got the closest biobed ready then headed for the other Wards. Still pleased with her innuendo from earlier. 

[End of scene for Wyla]

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Lieutenant JG Wyla Avae

Chief Nurse

as boisterously simmed by

Commander Toryn Raga 

First Officer

USS Ronin - NCC-34523

Writer ID: A239410TR0

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