=/\= Unity Gymnasium =/\=
Mnemosyme was finishing up her workout regimen with some cool down stretches when Joe and Jack approached. Joe gave her braid a tug as Jack asked if Nym would like to join them for lunch. She refused as she swatted Joe's hand away and continued with her routine. She watched the two leave and couldn't help but notice the figure that seemed to follow them like a shadow from the large room.
Nym shook her head. {I'm just over reacting... its just been so tense lately. Its my imagination ... I'm seeing ghosts for no reason.} She finished up the last couple of stretches and then laid on the floor for a few seconds. She jumped up and then hit the showers.
=/\= Promenade - Golden Palace Cafe =/\=
Nym shook her head as she sat down at one of the tables that was open to the deck she was on. The only thing golden about this palace was the decorating accents and how you could call a cafeteria styled serving joint a palace was a huge leap of the imagination. The food smelled good though and if looks were anything to go by it at least was recognizable. She picked up her fork and scooped up some rice with the beef pepper steak. {Ok.... the taste is more like something you might find in a palace.} The beef was melt in you mouth tender and the gravy was savory.
Nym ate in silence for a couple of minutes and then something caught her attention. It was the woman whom she had a session with that sent her to the gym for a work out. Mnemosyme sincerely hope that the decorative potted tree that she sat behind hid her from the red head. {I don't think I could stand another description of how everything shook, body to body part, before the sky started to fall so to speak.} Her early appointment wasn't the only thing she noticed; there was that dark figure again following a couple of Starfleet officers. She shook her head again. {Don't be so suspicious!} She went back to her lunch thinking {its just the over load of fashion tips I received earlier.}
"Second Lieutenant Nyx, is that you"
Nym stifled the groan as Mrs. Powell arrived at the table. "Yes, its me," Nym said brightly.
"You are just a gem. I have felt soo much better since I saw you this morning," Mrs. Powell enthused.
"Good, glad I could help."
"Don't be modest.. I was so afraid to leave our temporary quarters this morning that the mister just had to drag me practically kicking a scream to your office." The young counselor smiled as she took a bite of food since it was obvious that Mrs. Powell was going to continue. "But your smile was so sweet and the chair was comfortable but your sofa was just the softest thing I've ever sat on.. and oh that tea you served was lovely.. you know I wouldn't have thought a marine would know how to make a cup of tea."
Nym didn't even have a chance to mention that it was really all the replicator before Mrs. Powell continued, "And you were so patient letting me try every seat until I was comfortable. It was sweet of you to realize that I'd been jostled enough. You know what I mean I told you all about the rumble and how my stomach just seemed to shake my breakfast all up til I almost lost it and how my breasts seem to just jiggle like large bowls of Jell-O and then there was all that dirt and mud and I don't know what all else and then it was just dark.... dark for ages and my new floral print was all ripped and mussed and ..thhat hand bag that I shopped weeks for to get just the right shade of blue .... d...disappeared..."
Nym pushed out the seat across from her so that Mrs. Powell could sit down. {I wonder how many times I'll have to hear some version of this story before we get to the real issue.} Nym let the other woman go on as she tried to finish her lunch.
=/\= End Log =/\=
2nd Lieutenant Mnemosyme Nyx
Jr. Counselor
SB 234 - Unity
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