SIM:Ensign Zekyel: Reflections: Difference between revisions

:: there was silence. Some engineers we’re lying on the floor, Grauro looked around to notice some of them had bruises, then Grauro had spotted the glamorous Vargas lying on the floor, and left Vannini before he could finish the sentence. Zekyel crouched down at the side of Vargas he noticed the bruise on her cheek::

:: before the engineers did anything, a thunderous roar bellowed thoughout the entire chamber of

engineering, so many engineers we’re energized about not just arriving home, but returning to their

timeline. The greatest moral boost was supplied,, and it wasn’t long till everyone did their last orders, a vibrant buzz was in the atmosphere as they we’re all talking about shore leave, what thy we’re going to do. Some crewman were taking up the courage in themselves to ask fellow colleagues out for dates. Grauro and Julio headed over to put the shields back the way they were::

:: Vannini , and the young Risian hybrid set everything back to default, Grauro felt very gloom and

sad amongst the thrilled crowd, he had no one to go home to, he had no home on earth, no family he knew of, and then it dawned on him. He had accidentally told Eskyys about his past affiliation, once the captain knew, that was enough for imprisonment right there. The young lanky ensign departed the engineering room, and was heading to his quarters, but before he could depart Julio managed to grab him. ::

:: Grauro left the room before anyone else did, the

captain’s voice enchanted throughout the entire decks

about they’re arrival. Another phenomenal scream of

joy and celebration came behind the engineering

doors.::

:: the spiritless soul headed to his quarters his voice felt dry and rather husk all of a sudden, his eyes felt like they could stream a river full of tears. Grauro wished he had actually made the time to enjoy his visit to the past, he was disgraced in himself for wasting a once in a lifetime opportunity, something your academy cadets would dream of, and here was one cynical cold humanoid who wasted a good opportunity he could have embraced, instead of remarking how shocking everything was in that time period. Grauro was wondering where did that red shirt go to that he was wearing that would now be his most prized memorial. The young Risian was definitely looking forward to his shore leave::