Moving On

Posted on Wed Feb 23rd, 2011 @ 3:00pm by Commodore Samantha York & Ensign Suzette de Fresa

465 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: The Forests of Mythraeli
Location: CO's Ready Room
Timeline: Current

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Suzette slipped through the corridors and onto the bridge. It had been a while since she had to work on the bridge and she didn't miss it.

She rang the chime on the door to the ready room and waited for Sam to respond.

"Come in," Sam said, setting aside the report she was writing. When she saw Suzette she stood. "Hi. What can I do for you?"

Suzette glided inside and stood before Sam's desk. "I wish to transfer to a deep space station."

"Why?" Sam asked bluntly. She'd barely spoken to the Crepethian, but she was aware of her. And of how she tended to avoid people.

"Ever since Jaxara died, I've been uncomfortable here. The ship reminds me of him."

"I didn't know the two of you were dating?" Sam said, slightly surprised. She didn't listen to gossip, but she wasn't aware that Jaxara was seeing anyone. Although, now that she thought about it, Suzette was lurking in the background during the memorial service.

"We were, but we didn't go out," Suzette said quietly. "I did not realize it would be so difficult to stay here now that he's gone."

Sam nodded. What could she say to that? If the situation were reversed and Damon was the one who'd died, Sam didn't think she'd be able to stay, either. "All right. You want to be transferred to a deep space station?"

"Yes. Some place quiet and out of the way. Some place I can... forget."

Sam gave her a sympathetic smile. "It will get easier with time. I wish I could give you more encouragement, but there are some things you just need to get through. In the meantime, however, I will approve your request for a transfer. As long as you let me know how you're doing."

"A change will help. I hope," Suzette said softly. "I appreciate your willingness to let me go."

"I'd rather you stay, but I understand your need to get away. I'll put in a request today. I don't know how long it will take."

Suzette folded her head forward. "Thank you, Captain. I have enjoyed my time on the Calypso... mostly."

Sam nodded. "Understood. Thank you, Ensign."

Suzette nodded once, then twisted around and glided out of the room.

Sam watched her go, wishing there were something she could do to help the young Ensign. Death was never easy, and for someone like Suzette who kept to herself, losing Jaxara must be especially difficult.

As soon as the door closed behind the Crepethian, Sam began to look for a good place to send the Ensign. Some place where she'd have quiet and hopefully find some new friends.
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Captain Samantha York
Commanding Officer
USS Calypso

Ensign Suzette de Fresa (PNPC)
Intelligence Officer
USS Calypso

 

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