Standing at Airlock 3, Meila smiled as the crew of the Powhatan took advantage of the General Order sent out by her new boss. She was amazed on how things quickly turned around for her. One moment she was a Chief Medical Officer and now she was a Task Group Commanding Officer.
With everything that was happening she hadn’t really had a chance to settle in, or even had a chance to interact with Fleet Captain Mitchell yet. She honestly hope the Tris course of making a complete ass of herself was lifted.
“TRIS!” Imal cried. She was one of the few that called Meila by her last name, it was endearing.
“Dia!” Meila found her in the crowded Gangplank. They did an over exaggerated slow motion lovers run to each other. “Oh it’s been so long… Let me… smell your hair.”
“You two are idiots.” Sylvain looked on.
“Oh man, your taking vacation too?” Meila smiled and went in for a hug. “This is going to be great!”
As the trio continued catching up, Meila was leading them to the holodeck. As the massive doors to the Holodeck boomed open, you suddenly heard, “Heads up!”
Meila looked up and before she could react or even identify who it was she got a Volleyball to the face… and it bounced off towards a Cabana.
Dia and Sylvain circled around her, checking to see if she was alright, Meila on the other hand was laughing. “Oh lordy all thats missing is … “