Thursday evening, 5 pm. The furniture in Barry's room, spare as it was, was pushed from the "den" to the "bedroom" to make way for the tables. Six of them, round, each with four folding chairs, even though he didn't think that many would be coming. Each table had a maroon fabric tablecloth, though the plates and utensils were disposable (though
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"Great to see you and Barry..." Catherine hugs her tightly--and presents her proudly with a wrapped present. "Happy birthday!"
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"Thank you! Should I worry what this is?" It's a perfectly valid question. She hasn't forgotten the pranks that had been pulled during her time at the lab.
"Barry, this is my dear friend Catherine Willows. Catherine, Barry Allen."
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She shakes hands with Barry gladly, grinning at him with a nod. "It's been a pleasure--I still miss seeing her there, so do the rest of us."
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"I received an email from Ecklie, offering a full apology and a position as a consultant. Apparently no one's come forward to fill my spot." She shrugs. "I'll admit part of me is tempted."
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"I'm Naraht. Dahai Iohor Naraht, actually, but Naraht is my casual name. And you're Catherine, right?"
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Naraht shrugs. "I'm from a little ways down the road, so to speak."
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"A starship? You mean, like a space shuttle?" She's instantly intrigued. "How do you make interstellar flights?"
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She chuckles inwardly at the comparison (Naraht's seen archive footage of the old shuttles). "Something like that. As for interstellar flight...I suppose you're wondering how we get around that pesky issue of the speed of light. That's what warp engines are for. If getting from point A to point B in regular space takes too long, take a short cut through another type of space."
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