( Mix! )

( Personal Log. )

*sits down at desk to write, Quartermaster having turned in for the night*

*sighs*

Maman ( Read more... )

*morning after, again*

This is turning into a really nasty habit...

...

*sighs, standing in the empty gym, finished required physio exercises for the legs*

*doesn't feel like going back to quarters just yet, not working 'til the evening, nothing to do in the meanwhile ( Read more... )

*afternoon after the morning after this*

*sitting at QM's desk, going over recquisition forms, putting all approved items on an extra list for QM to put packages together later*

*has been banned from the store room until legs are completely healed, QM even went so far as to lock the door, can't do anything but paperwork and deliveries*

What the ( Read more... )

*sleeping comfortably in the Admiral's bed, dreaming happy dreams*

*rolls over a bit, hugging into companion, draping a leg over him*

Mmm...

*feels him move in his sleep, responding to own touch and movement*

... Colin...?

*opens eyes, blinks, remembers where... who...*

Oh... right. Damn.

*nuzzles back into Tucker's arms and drifts off

*waited about an hour and a half in the console room for Warren to come back**had him help her home, was a long and difficult journey, Warren isn't exactly the strongest crew member to have carrying or supporting you ( Read more... )

*wrote a letter home, a very long letter to Arturo, telling him the details of all these crazy happenings*

*felt better to tell big brother everything, and was finally able to get a good night's sleep with a bit of 'medicinal' help*

*relieved Quartermaster at about 1200 hours*

*doing inventory when the Xindi attack*

( During the Xindi firefight. )

( GLyP )