The Waiting Game

Posted on Sun Oct 25th, 2020 @ 1:14am by Captain Rhenora Kaylen

Mission: Diplomatic Masquerade
Location: Bridge

Thankfully the dinner was over, Captain Kaylen Rhenora taking no time to change from the restrictive dress uniform in her standard issue one. The stretch in the accommodating fabric was far more user friendly and practical that the dress uniform ever could be.

"So much better" She sighed as she pulled her boots back on and set her hair back to a more comfortable style that didn't involve defying the laws of gravity with pins.

She paused briefly to kiss Remal on the way out of their quarters, running a hand along his cheek and savouring the smoothness of his clean shaven skin. "Thank you for coming to the dinner, simply having you there was a great support" She whispered, giving him another kiss before heading out the door. " I'll be home for dinner hopefully. I have a good feeling about what the away teams are going to uncover" She smiled, and was gone out the doors.

Stepping on the bridge a few moments later she revelled in the calm purposefulness of the bridge. This was her happy place, on the command centre of a starship, uncovering mysteries, solving problems and helping those in need. It truly made her heart sing.

Idly she rubbed the palm of her right hand along her trousers, a mild irritation that she didn't care much to think about. Just being close to Cardassians made her skin crawl.

Settling into her command chair Ronson appeared with a steaming cup of coffee - and for the moment all was good.