[Halls]Another day aboard the lovely
Tranquility, another opportunity for Zoë to explore the halls on a Security detail. She walks the floors from the 20th to the 35th,
gun in hand and on alert for any trouble. She checks the common rooms on the off chance that someone might be there who needs help, more than she's really interested in them. She'd like to give Tyke a correct report when she checks in.
A sudden noise catches her attention and she heads to the area it came from. "Who's there? Best come on out now."
[Gunnery]For a change, Zoë's not working or keeping in shape. No, today, she's waiting for her friend to show up so they can start their training. Yesterday, they'd concentrated on hand-to-hand in the gym, but today it's about shooting. Before Jennifer arrives, she's just going to inspect the arms available on the ship.
"Shame Jayne's not here. He'd like to get his hands on a few of these back home, I image."
[Private Rooms; closed to Wash]
When all her obligations are over, she heads to the rooms she and Wash share. They're overdue for a talk and they both know it. So, it's no surprise to her that she finds him sitting there on their bed. She comes and sits close to him, but not touching and looks at him silently. In a way, she's trying to memorize the familiar features. In another, she's trying to find the courage to approach this topic.
But she knows, in the end, that the only way to do anything is just to jump right in.
"We can't keep avoiding this, Wash. It's not going away."
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