Mollais Hfeh’rhe

[Nijil tr'Korjata 0]

Jylliene looked at the console. She was about to walk off - she had actually just briefed Lt. Roberts, but saw a notification come through right as she finished. Glancing at it, she smiled, and informed the lieutenant that she would take the information to the intended recipient herself.

 

She hit her communicator. “Jylliene to Nijil,” she said, as she headed toward his quarters.

 

Something beeped. Nijil looked around thinking one of his displays found something interesting in the subspace soup he’d been scanning for months. A small display was blinking, but upon waking it up nothing happened. “Ugh. Where is the indicator coming from now?” he asked himself. The sound chirped again. “Elements...” He tapped his badge. “Nijil here.”

 

Jylliene grinned, and spoke into the badge. “Your new assignment - your new quarters, I should say - just came through. Would you like me to show you to them? I can help you start moving your things.”

 

“He paused for a moment. Getting a new room should have taken longer right? Captain was a busy Captain. “So soon? I was not expecting anything so quickly. Really wanted to get me out of your place hmm?”

 

“I was in no hurry. It’s been nice to have you there. But I’m sure you’ll appreciate having a bit more room to stretch out while you analyze your data.”

 

Being there had been far more than nice for Nijil, but he’d not say anything to her about that. “Time is a greater enemy to my searching than space. I bet the closet there is as large as my entire place here.” Nijil looked around. “What time is it? I’ve lost track of time since getting Jorahl’s report.”

 

“It’s 1600 hours. Shift just ended. I’m just to your door now.” She tapped the communicator, then rang the door chime.

 

“Who’s there?”

 

“Jylliene,” she responded with a chuckle.

 

“Is that the Dabo girl I met on Deep Space Nine coming to visit?” He asked.

 

“Don’t know. Is she cute?”

 

“Very much so.”

“Well, maybe she’ll end up out here one of these days. Never know, with Drankum’s connections. Mind opening the door?”

 

“Better be as good looking,” he said as the door opened. “Jolan tru and Dabo! Get in here.” The Rihan waved his hand to show her in.

 

“You’re in good spirits, e’lev,” she replied, grinning. “Shall we see what your new place looks like? And is there anything you want to take over immediately?”

 

E’lev he thought with an internal grin. “I have to disconnect a lot of things, but...,” he grabs his sole plant. “This should do. Let’s see what deluxe closet I am getting.”

 

Jylliene led Nijil through the door and toward his new quarters. “It’s on deck nine, same as mine. Not right next door or anything, but down the hall.”

 

“I was going to say I would lose it if it was right next door. Would mean the tea would not get cold.”

 

“Well, really, even just a few doors down would do similar. Especially compared to before. Let’s see...” Jylliene glanced down at her PADD, then pointed to a door. “There it is,” she said, as she approached. “I think it should be set for your access. Give it a try.”

 

The engineer placed his hands on the door lock. The door hissed open like every door on the station. He leaned inside and looked both ways before crossing the threshold. He stepped in and stood in the middle of his living quarters for a moment.

 

Jylliene stepped inside behind him. “How does it look?”

 

“I’ve never lived in a place this large, even at home. It’s humbling. On a warbird this large a space is reserved for officers of a higher rank. I knew yours were large, but this seems larger. I will have to thank the Captain, if bugging her is the right thing to do.” Nijil ended his long answer and went to the window. “A window...”

 

“Well, you could always send a message of thanks. As long as you don’t imply that I’m moving in here with you or anything like that,” Jylliene replied, grinning.

 

“I’ve made sure I won’t make any requests like that any longer. I can’t get over that and I imagine you won’t let me forget.” Nijil looked out the window to see what kind of view. Some starship of Federation design was orbiting directly out his window in the distance. No klaxon’s sounding battlestations. A bit of an odd feeling.

 

“I already told you, I’m not bothered by it in the least. Truly. The captain hasn’t said a word to me about it, and if she did, I’m sure I could explain it simply by repeating the word, “Engineers”. Jylliene smiled at him. “So please, don’t worry about it. You’re fine. Now, you have a lot to unhook in your previous quarters, I imagine?”

 

“Yes. I did not use the finest Federation standards in hooking things up. I imagine the lighting will improve upon my leaving that space.” Nijil smiled and walked over to Jylliene. He hugged her tightly, saying nothing.

Edited February 18, 2013 by Nijil tr'Korjata