Literature
6-2-2015 Alyn is not amused....
Vol was in the Officer's Room of the forward lounge, poring over a set of four PADDs and typing on a fifth (is it any wonder he would seek a little peace and quiet?). A forgotten mug of coffee was sitting to one side, with a long-cold pot next to it.
Alyn didn't often go looking for people, but in this case she did. After asking the computer where Vol was, she entered the Officer's Room of the forward lounge and crossed her arms. "So."
Vol didn't hear Alyn enter, but when she spoke, he glanced up, increasingly ever-present dark circle ringing his eyes. He replied, with a somewhat forced smile, "Yes, Lieutenant Commander?"
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