02-12-2011, 09:07 PM
(Emma Wilkinson)
STARBASE THRINACIA
Conference Room Alpha
15:00 Hours
Emma had made her way to her assigned quarters on Thrinacia to find her things had been bought by as she requested. Well at least I know the crew is at least half competent. She giggled to herself. She picked her bags up and took them through to be placed on the bed, before she opened it up and took out a few things. Toiletries were put in their rightful places, uniforms hung so as to be ready for duty and the party, and then finally a few personal touches were places in various locations. Finally Emma tinkered with the climate and lighting controls to get them how she liked them, and decided it was time to take a shower and get herself ready for the evenings events.
As she stepped into the shower and let the water run down her back for a moment, she thought back to the last time she had seen Malloway. It certainly had been a while, but working for the federation you had to role with the punches and go where you were assigned, or retire of course. Emma had no plans to do that any time soon, but over the last few years she had bounced from place to place, and hadnât had time to settle anywhere. Settling down in one place for a while sounded quite appealing, and with it being with old friends, it sounded even better.
Once clean and fresh, and with a smile on her lips Emma jumped out of the shower, dried herself off with a soft and fluffy towel before fussing and faffing with everything from her hair, to how her uniform looked. Once she was finally satisfied with the outcome, and with a final check in the mirror, she moved into the main room and retrieved a cup of coffee from the replicator. She settled onto a chair to drink it, and wait for the time to make her way to the main gallery, old friends, and what should turn out to be a good party. Best way to start a new assignment. She thought to herself with a smile.
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STARBASE THRINACIA
Conference Room Alpha
15:00 Hours
Emma had made her way to her assigned quarters on Thrinacia to find her things had been bought by as she requested. Well at least I know the crew is at least half competent. She giggled to herself. She picked her bags up and took them through to be placed on the bed, before she opened it up and took out a few things. Toiletries were put in their rightful places, uniforms hung so as to be ready for duty and the party, and then finally a few personal touches were places in various locations. Finally Emma tinkered with the climate and lighting controls to get them how she liked them, and decided it was time to take a shower and get herself ready for the evenings events.
As she stepped into the shower and let the water run down her back for a moment, she thought back to the last time she had seen Malloway. It certainly had been a while, but working for the federation you had to role with the punches and go where you were assigned, or retire of course. Emma had no plans to do that any time soon, but over the last few years she had bounced from place to place, and hadnât had time to settle anywhere. Settling down in one place for a while sounded quite appealing, and with it being with old friends, it sounded even better.
Once clean and fresh, and with a smile on her lips Emma jumped out of the shower, dried herself off with a soft and fluffy towel before fussing and faffing with everything from her hair, to how her uniform looked. Once she was finally satisfied with the outcome, and with a final check in the mirror, she moved into the main room and retrieved a cup of coffee from the replicator. She settled onto a chair to drink it, and wait for the time to make her way to the main gallery, old friends, and what should turn out to be a good party. Best way to start a new assignment. She thought to herself with a smile.
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Rear Admiral Emma Wilkinson
Chief of Staff
Starbase Thrinacia
Chief of Staff
Starbase Thrinacia