SIM:Lael Rosek - Depressive Rage Part II (Gorkon)

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Lieutenant Lael Rosek
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USS Gorkon NCC 82293
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(( Gym, USS Gorkon ))
Skyfire: So, quick question then. What belt level would you guess ah’m at these days?

Rosek: ::arches an eyebrow:: Wanna test and find out?

Skyfire: Would be nice to know if ah need to go easy on Cory or not.

Rosek: ::laughs:: I can tell you without a test that you could easily take him down.

:: He shrugged and motioned to the mat, wanting to test his skill level. He definitely felt like he needed it. ::

(( Timeskip -- Skyfire’s Quarters ))

:: Devlin was munching on what was left of his food when the door opened, and he padded up to greet everyone in turn with a yip. ::

Skyfire: Down, boy. We’re gonna go for a walk. :: and CD began to pack a bag to take with them of his personal effects. ::

:: Dassa dropped down and smiled as she scratched Devlin behind the ears. ::

Alexander: Hey, boy. You want a special treat?

:: The little beagle heard the word “treat” and gave an enthusiastic yip, wagging his tail happily. ::

Alexander: ::to Chythar:: He gets along with other dogs, right?

Skyfire: He got along well with Hope aboard the Columbia, but other than that ah dun nae. Was some time ago.

Alexander: He should be fine then. I told Aleya I’d watch her doxie, Lady, while she and Michael went on their honeymoon.

:: He grabbed a few uniforms, his PADD and his shaving kit, piling it all into the bag then grabbing the travel bag of Devlin’s toys. ::

Skyfire: All set.

Rosek: ::nods:: I already have a few things in Dassa’s quarters. ::smirks:: She spent most of her time in Tobian’s until he left anyway.

Alexander: ::pokes out her tongue:: You’re just bothered that I’m not your teddy bear anymore. ::smirks:: Maybe Anjar will serve as a replacement.

Rosek: ::grimaces:: Don’t go there, Dass, please. That nonsense was awkward enough. Thank God Nefan seems to have a thing for MacFarlane. Means he’ll leave me alone.

:: Chythar kept his opinions on Lael’s love life to himself, and glanced to his canine companion. ::

Skyfire: C’mon, Devlin. Walkies.

Devlin: Raff!

Alexander: ::teases:: Nothing to say, Chythar?

Skyfire: Well, ah ken a guy or two on the bachelor market…. :: He didn’t specify who, but did have a few names. ::

Alexander: ::to Lael:: Greywin is kind of dashing. He’s brilliant, too. And he’s studying to become a doctor.

Skyfire: And Canadian.

Rosek: ::arches an eyebrow:: Really? Doctor, hmm?

Skyfire: Brightest nurse ah got. Only one who kens enough about color-coding to take over for Tobian. :: He paused. :: Were you two ready to head off to other quarters, or…?

Rosek: ::smirks:: If Dassa will stop nosing into my love life…

:: He kept quiet and they headed out of his quarters to go elsewhere. All that mattered was he wouldn’t be spending tonight alone with Devlin. ::
--- LtJG Dassa Alexander, ChD, PD, PDS
Medical Officer
USS Gorkon


Engineering Officer
USS Gorkon


Lieutenant Chythar Skyfire
Chief Medical Officer
USS Gorkon, NCC-82293


Devlin the Beagle
Therapy Dog