Flights of Fancy
Mission 0 - Leaving the Blue Marble
Location: Ten Forward
Timeline: Day 2 - 1900 Hours
Knowing the lounge would be a popular location on this ship Nokomis entered with the intention of finding the next person on her checklist of senior staff members. She spotted him at the bar and made her way over. "Mr. Lewis. Do you have a moment?"
He'd had a terrible day, and the worst part was he couldn't even drink more than this Vulcan water which just annoyed him even more. "Sorry sweetheart, I'm really not in the...." he turned to look over his shoulder and saw her, eyes widening as he jumped to his feet. "...hello Ma'am...sorry, Ma'am."
"It's all right." Nokomis waved her hand. "I shouldn't have interrupted you during your leisure time and I could have called you over the comm." She'd enjoyed getting to meet people in other settings today, it was much better than sitting behind a desk in an otherwise nice but stuffy office. "But I wanted to stretch my legs." Giving him a reason at last. "May I sit?"
"Yes, of course." He motioned to the seat.
Nokomis waived away the bartender, she was still on duty technically, and sat down on the next stool. "How are you liking the Orion so far?" Typical introductory question but she had to start somewhere.
"Well its by far the nicest ship I've served on. The people have been very friendly and I haven't run us into a moon yet so it's all looking up."
"All true. Though we haven't come across any moons yet so you really haven't had the chance. Just to make sure I'm going to make a note in your file that someone else needs to take over in proximity to natural planetary satellites." She glanced at him. "If I may ask, if you've enjoyed your time here so far, why are you sitting here looking as if you're trying to drink away your sorrows?"
"I don't drink when I'm stationed Ma'am. Never can tell when duty will call. But as for my mood, I got a message from home. My brother is getting married."
"Course you wouldn't. Hmm, weddings are usually a cause for celebration." She didn't want to push him and she certainly was no counselor but if he wanted someone to talk to . . . Nokomis didn't mind.
"The bride to be is...an old friend." He left it at that, but his expression showed his thoughts.
"Ah." Nokomis said, understanding. "I'm sorry." She certainly understood those types of feelings though their situations weren't exactly the same. "I only have a brother, he's not likely to fall for someone I dated." Awful attempt at humor but it had been a long couple of days already.
He nodded. "But it is what it is and I'm here and they're there so everyone is probably better off for it."
She sighed, this interview was going from bad to worse. Nokomis momentarily thought of leaving him in his misery but that just didn't seem right. "I know it's probably not the same as flying the real thing but a friend of mine is an engineer and has just finished a program testing his engine design on a new class of starship. If you want something to take your mind off of things I could get my hands on it and load it into Holodeck 2. That way you can see how she moves. I know he'd appreciate the feedback."
He perked. "That would be great, Ma'am. Thank you."
"Give me thirty minutes, I'll make a call." She slipped off her stool. "And as long as we're in the lounge, it's Nokomis."
She gave him a small small smile, "Thirty minutes, Holodeck 2."
When she left, he let out a breath. She had been very kind in both her words and overlooking his initial reaction to her. Not to mention, she was pretty cute. His grin returned as he didn't wait long to head to the holodeck.
Lieutenant Commander Nokomis Diza
Executive Officer, USS Orion
Lieutenant Junior Grade Jackson Lewis
Chief Flight Control Officer, USS Orion