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Ember Prospera

The Science of the Past

Ember Prospera's Personal Log - The Science of the Past

 

She had known that choosing a Starfleet life would be unpredictable. Even dangerous at times. However, Ember had never guessed that within her first few days on the USS Agincourt, her first assignment out of the Academy, would place her in this situation. Engineering invaded by Romulans. Carrying a phaser & firing at enemies. (Not that she minded combat, but preferred hand to hand.) Part of her was afraid, but she mostly was determined to do her part in helping her new crew. Sure, she was just a scientist. But she believed scientists were highly underrated. There was more to them than disheveled hair & their noses in experiments.

 

& then there was Jamie Kroells. They had a past together. One could say they dated at some point. He was older & handsome. She could tell he liked her from their first moments together. They shared each other's company for a good period of time before he graduated & moved on in his career. Ember moved on from there, enjoying her final years at the Academy & hadn't really thought about what happened to Jamie Kroells after that.

 

& now here they were. She hadn't been aware that he was the Chief Science officer on her new assignment. Things were going to get interesting. Though time had passed, she couldn't deny the same attraction creeping back in her mind. But for the moment, there were more important circumstances at hand.

 

The awkwardness would have to wait for another day. The past had to remain the past. It was time to take the ship back. Somehow.

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