A letter from home...

Posted on Thu Apr 1st, 2010 @ 11:00am by Lieutenant Lorne Jaxara

283 words; about a 1 minute read

Lorne stared at the monitor in his office. His elder sister appeared on the screen. It was a recorded message.

"Lorne, I hope this one gets to you. The last 19 letters I sent you were impolitely declined by some Vulcan monk or something along those lines." The woman started.

Lorne shook his head.

"Anyways, I have a couple interesting pieces of news for you. The first, Ambassador Wix, my old boss, died. She was a crazy old lady, and I was the only suitable candidate for her Symbiont, at the time." Alexis said on the screen.

"Alexis Wix." Lorne said with a laugh. "Has a funny ring to it."

The monitor continued playing.

"The Trill government has transferred Jara Wix's Ambassadorship, as I have all the memories, and training required. The second surprise, however, is that I will be on Starbase Typhon, about the time that the USS Orion is expected to dock. And I will tell you now, we have something important to discuss, once the Diplomatic matters are handled." Alexis finished.

Lorne looked questioningly at the computer screen.

"At any rate, I hope you are all grown up, and happily married, with kids, little Lorne. I'd hate to learn that you have had a rough time of the Dominion war." The woman finished. "Drink well. Eat Well. Be well."

The screen died. "This is going to be a long conversation. Geez." Lorne said to the blank screen. "It's only been 25 years since we last spoke."

He turned the terminal off, and sighed.

"Alexis Wix." He mutered aloud. "Sounds so rediculous."

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Lieutenant Lorne Jaxara
Chief Security and Tactical Officer
USS Orion

And

Ambassador Alexis Wix
Trill Ambassador to the Federation
Trill Embassy

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