Samantha Y Something

Posted on Mon Jul 26th, 2010 @ 10:53am by Lieutenant JG Morgan Faye & Ensign Allison Owen & Chief Petty Officer James Munro

880 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: Peace, or Something Like It
Location: USS Calypso - Deck 10 - Lounge
Timeline: Current

[USS Calypso - Deck 10 - Lounge]

After a very long day Morgan had invited Allison out for a drink at the lounge. Allison was very happy to accept even if it meant putting off her favorite activity which was swimming. But at least this time around she wouldn't have to worry about anyone walking in on her while she was swimming and flashing them. She was still trying to live that down.

The waitress had brought them their drinks and the two women talked while sipping away at their drinks. It wasn't anything very; both of them had ordered Bajoran Spring Wine, and they were on their second glasses by now.

"He was pretty much locked away in his office all day except for the times that he had to be on the bridge." Morgan said to Alison as she sipped at her wine than placed the glass on the table.

"That's weird." Allison said as she was leaning back in her chair the glass on hand. "That doesn't seem like him. I mean I know he isn't the friendliest person to begin with but even for him that's weird."

Morgan nodded. "I know what you mean. I wanted to ask him what was going on but it wasn't my place to say anything. We met for our usual meeting and that was it."

Just than the doors to the lounge opened and James stepped inside, he quickly scouted the area and noticed the two women sitting talk and having drinks. A smile on his face he rushed over to them. "Good evening ladies." He said as he approached them.

Allison looked up and she seemed to turn bright red as soon as she saw him. She smiled at him and gave him a little wave as she sat up straight and placed her glass on the table.

"Hey James." Morgan responded. She noticed that he was a lot happier than he usually was. Something must be up she thought. Could it be that he got himself in trouble.

James took a seat in a chair that was in between Allison and Morgan and smiled at both of them. The three of them had a brief conversation about what they were drinking and how they were doing that evening. It wasn't anything unusual. The waitress came over to the table and asked if James wanted something. He declined and she left.

"You're not going to have a drink with us tonight?" Morgan asked with a bit of a surprised look on her face. If she knew James, and she did he would have given anything to spend some time with two ladies and having a drink. But here he was declining. Something was up for sure now.

"No, not tonight. I'm not staying late." James responded.

"Do you have somewhere else to be?" Allison asked.

"Maybe he has a date." Morgan said from the other side of the table looking at Allison for a moment than over to James. He couldn't deny it; there was a smile on his face. A rather huge one.

"Oh, he does." Morgan said with excitement in her voice. She leaned forward leaning on the table as she looked at him. "So who is she?"
James shook his head. "It's nothing like that, yet!" He said looking at Morgan. "I just saw her in the transporter room and we talked a bit. I beamed her over to the station and that was it."

"And now you are going to find her, aren't you?" Morgan said with a sigh. She leaned back in the chair and looked at Allison rolling her eyes. Allison laughed a bit.

"As a matter of fact I am." James responded.

"You know what happened the last time he did this?" Morgan looked to James than over to Allison. Allison quickly shook her head, curious to find out. "He asked a married woman with three kids and a husband in security out on a date. He was lucky to get out of it alive."

"Hey! How was I to know she was married and had kids Plus, this will be different." James protested as he stood up from the chair.

"Do you even know her name?" Morgan asked.

"Yes, I do." James said with a nod of his head. "It's Samantha..." He paused as he couldn't remember her last name for a moment.

Allison looked at Morgan than up to James. "You don't mean Samantha Gates, the one from operations?"

James looked to Allison and shook his head. "No, not her." He tried to remember the name of this woman. It was on the tip of his tongue. "It's started with a Y...don't worry I will find her." He waved at both women and headed out.

"Did he say it started with a Y?" Morgan asked as she watched James leave than looked at Allison.

"I believe so..." Allison responded with a nod.

"Oh brother..." Morgan said with a sigh.

"You don't mean her...?" Allison asked with horror on her face.

Morgan nodded.

"Oh brother...is right." Allison sighed.

=/= End of Transmission =/=

Lieutenant JG Morgan Faye [NPC]
Assistant Chief Operations Officer
USS Calypso

Ensign Allison Owen [NPC]
Operations Officer
USS Calypso

Chief Petty Officer James Munro [NPC]
Transporter Specialist
USS Calypso

 

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