The Roof: Thursday Evening

[sonofmogh]

Worf stood on the roof looking out onto the island thinking about the events of the day and everything that had led up to it.

And granted his stoicism and gruff demeanor hid a good deal of his current emotional state, let's face it: Worf was emo.

Not that he'd ever admit that to anyone.

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[weetinyreese]

Kyle had offered Alice the room for the night, so he had a blanket and pillow tucked under his arm as he trekked up to the roof. "Huh," he said, approaching the edge of the roof. "Pretty good view up here."

[sonofmogh]

"Yes," Worf replied, struggling to find words for... small talk.

Because he was so good at that, you see.

"Very pleasant."

[weetinyreese]

He put his pillow and blanket down and then leaned far over the edge to look around. Then, still leaning, he glanced over at Worf. "You're Worf, aren't you? Rose's friend."

[sonofmogh]

"Yes," Worf replied looking a bit distracted. "Forgive me. I don't believe you and I have met."