"Long Lost Contacts"
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If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, then it's yours. If it doesn't, then it never was.


Setting: MASQUERADE DREAMS, Promenade Deck
Stardate: 30152.1320


"Thank you, but no I really don't need anymore..." Lille reassured the tray-carrying attendant, who simply nodded sharply before turning away to offer food to other various vacationers.

With a deep sigh the Terran-like woman continued to scan the crowd for any familiar faces. If her intel was correct then Captain Morningstar was here with the rest of the ANUBIS crew... somewhere. Despair set in her chest like a coiled viper when she recalled leaving the ship in pursuit of a new lead in her quest to cure the illness of her people. Though necessary it was one of the hardest things she had ever had to do, and she did so with barely a word to anyone beforehand.

Weaving gracefully through the crowds of people, the officer didn't notice a man on the ground till it was too late. Catching the toe of her heels under his bent shin, Lillie toppled over the crouched figure and landed mere inches from him at the feet of multiple others. A rosy hue flushing her cheeks the Tarellian turned her head immediately to apologize to the man who, to her surprise, was already to his feet and obviously straining to maintain a controlled tone.

"Watch yourself woman, you nearly made me drop something much more valuable than you" The Ferengi hissed venomously before turning  and skulking away, seeming as if he was searching for someone.

Momentarily dumbstruck Lillie's jaw went slack. A hand reached down to take hers and helped the blonde-haired woman to her feet, she nodded her thanks to the stranger.

"What was that about?" the medic queried, watching as the furious Ferengi's figure disappeared into the crowd.

"He was rejected by some girl from what I saw" the Rutian answered with a nonchalant shrug "I'd stay clear of him on this trip"

"Noted. Thank you mister...?"

"Fenix. Just watch yourself pretty thing, you don't want the wrong crowd around on this liner" the young man bowed, turning to leave.

Lillie waved as she watched the man depart, alone yet again she strained to see above the heads of the more vertically gifted of the guests. No sign of anyone she recognized, at least not yet.

Ashley Shane

Ensign Lillie Doyanne
Chief Medical Officer/Researcher