Moving on

Posted on Wed Aug 1st, 2012 @ 3:18pm by Lieutenant JG Erienne Tosca

Mission: Countdown

The sounds of a space station are different from those of a starship plodding through space. On the one hand it was much more calming, on the other hand the activity of personnel was more agitated. But this morning things were quiet, Erienne observed. She'd stepped out of the quarters she called home for the last time. Her handluggage only slightly heavier than when she arrived. As she passed the replimat, she noticed fewer familiar faces than usual. Even the office of the security chief seemed empty. For a second she thought she saw David, the quiet computer specialist, but as she waved she realised he was once again buried deep in his reading material and did not see her.

She stood outside the docking bay doors, where a ship would take her part of the way of her journey to spacedock. She looked left and right, but no one seemed to be there to see her off.

"Hello lt," a voice drawled. Wren walked over with his little daughter on his arm. "You're off, then?" he asked. Erienne nodded, and smiled at little Danni as she took her little hand for an exagerated shake.

"Yep, off into the wild unknown," she said.

Wren nodded. "You be careful," he said. "You may think you saw action along the neutral zone, but from what I hear..."

"Yeah, it will be a picnic compared to my next assignment and it is no place for a delicate little archeaologist like me," Erienne grinned as she fed him back the words he gave her when she first told Wren about her reassignment.

"Well. Maybe not so delicate after all," Wren grinned back.They stood grinning a little awkwardly. After all, they had not spend much time outside Wren's bar, and had had no time to form a friendship.

"So, expecting anyone else to come say goodbye?" Wren asked as his eyebrows shot up questioningly.

"I dunno," Erienne said, as she looked down the corridor. She hoped... but no, why would he.

Wren swallowed and looked both uncomfortable and worried. "Take care, Erienne," he said. And Danni held out a little box, decorated with origami butterflies, the ones that Erienne had folded for her from the bar's napkins.

"Awww, is that for me?" she said, and Danni nodded exhuberantly holding her hands in front of her chin.

"It's nothing," Wrenm said with a shrug. "We just noticed you stared at this a lot in the bar."

Erienne smiled and opened it, and saw the tiny little deer head she'd been both repulsed and fascinated by. "It's a kanchil." Wren explained. "From Earth. It hides when there is danger. Keep that in mind. It's why they survived."

Erienne nodded. "I'll keep that in mind." And then a belated "thank you." She wrapped it up again and put it in her bag. She shook Wren's free hand, and then Danni's again who giggled.

"Thank you," she said again. Wren nodded and took a step back as Erienne walked through the opening doors, to find her place on the ship waiting for her. One last look past Wren, but no running security crewman to say goodbye came along. She sighed and waved to Danni and Wren and walked away.

"Goodbye," she whispered to the station...


I just wanted to say thank you, for all the good times, slow or fast. Good luck to all, and maybe we will meet again. Some sunny day.