<USS Meridian> Re: Chat Logs
- From: Elizabeth Bethell <ejbethell@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: ussmeridian@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Mon, 1 Aug 2005 12:55:34 +0100
Opal, noooooo! Please don't go!! ::begs and then sobs quietly:: No more
gossips with the roses, no more strange UPS delivery men appearing out of
nowhere. What are we going to do without our stalwart science officer?!
::sniffles:: I've only been here a short time and I'm still gonna miss you,
no fair! Maybe you'll come visit?
See you around, hopefully,
Rini
On 8/1/05, Gem Rhee <admiralgem@xxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>
> *Opal fitted the last rose cutting carefully into her wheeled duffel bag
> and zipped it closed. Hurrying, she made it to the docking bay and jumped
> into the familiar brown shuttle that was waiting there. *
> **
> *Her transfer orders had been terse and decisive. She was reporting to a
> terraforming project and wouldn't be back to the Meridian. This left a hole
> in the Science department, but she'd had enough experience to know that it
> would magically fill with people once she was gone. Strange how empty it had
> been while she'd been there, almost as though people had stayed away on
> purpose. *
> **
> *The Command staff was busy with Commander Mirrie's departure, and Opal
> didn't want to make a scene. She stashed her gear, buckled up and flashed a
> brilliant smile at the pilot. *
> **
> *"Let's go, Harry."*
>
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"Smile and wave boys, smile and wave"
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