{.I'm Coming With You.} [T'kir | Open]
[Maybe it was because this was the place she had come to first, or maybe it was the view of unfamiliar stars through the windows that seemed to give some kind of calming effect to the place. Whatever it was, this was where she had wandered to to finally let what had happened to the Chekov and its crew members and passengers sink in.
She sat in the precise center of one of the couches staring through the glass in front of her, quite obviously in another place; perfectly still, hardly blinking- it was even impossible to detect the motions of her breathing- she remembered.
Of course, her thoughts drifted almost immediately to her family that had been aboard- a husband, their small daughter- now dead and left behind in the wreckage that had once been a grand starship. And despite her best efforts, she found that she missed certain things- Samad’s hands on her shoulders, T’lara’s soft giggles when she thought her mother wasn’t listening- that she shouldn’t. If she closed her eyes, though, she could almost feel, almost hear them. Soon, she knew, she would forget their voices forever, unable to hear them.
And as no one was looking, a single, crystal tear fell unnoticed down her cheek- a gift for the lives that she would never encounter again.]
((HERE GAIS. HAS MOAR BETHSPAM.))
She sat in the precise center of one of the couches staring through the glass in front of her, quite obviously in another place; perfectly still, hardly blinking- it was even impossible to detect the motions of her breathing- she remembered.
Of course, her thoughts drifted almost immediately to her family that had been aboard- a husband, their small daughter- now dead and left behind in the wreckage that had once been a grand starship. And despite her best efforts, she found that she missed certain things- Samad’s hands on her shoulders, T’lara’s soft giggles when she thought her mother wasn’t listening- that she shouldn’t. If she closed her eyes, though, she could almost feel, almost hear them. Soon, she knew, she would forget their voices forever, unable to hear them.
And as no one was looking, a single, crystal tear fell unnoticed down her cheek- a gift for the lives that she would never encounter again.]
((HERE GAIS. HAS MOAR BETHSPAM.))