10-12-2025, 06:36 PM
Morad's voice cut through Amila's comm as she was in the science lab trying to make sense of a new theory being posited by a Vulcan engineer on temporal wave resonance. Her heart skipped a second just hearing his voice. Clearly it was work - the message hadn't been just for her. All senior officers to the Bridge. She shut down her terminal and made her way out of the science lab, feeling a bit silly for the way her brain reacted to a simple comm.
The turbolift was a short ride to the Bridge. Almost too short, as Amila gathered herself, straightening an imaginary crease in her uniform as she stepped onto the Bridge, her posture just a bit more formal than it needed to be.
"Lieutenant Ra'an reporting, Sir. "Do you want me at my station, or will there be a briefing?" She asked as she looked at the Acting Captain. She fought the urge to give him a smile, but the warmth for him was there, hiding in her eyes, despite the stiffness of her shoulders and back as she stood at attention.
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The turbolift was a short ride to the Bridge. Almost too short, as Amila gathered herself, straightening an imaginary crease in her uniform as she stepped onto the Bridge, her posture just a bit more formal than it needed to be.
"Lieutenant Ra'an reporting, Sir. "Do you want me at my station, or will there be a briefing?" She asked as she looked at the Acting Captain. She fought the urge to give him a smile, but the warmth for him was there, hiding in her eyes, despite the stiffness of her shoulders and back as she stood at attention.
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