Office Hours

Posted on Fri Feb 28th, 2020 @ 2:02am by Division Admiral Thomas Lasky & Commander Tressa Brislan-Antilles

Mission: Mission 28: Those who Remain
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 1000Hrs - March 2nd, 2391

Tressa hadn't felt this powerful in some time.

She and Tom hadn't spoken since their spat in the restaurant. The usually quiet and reserved doctor and counselor often surprised people when they realized that she didn't back down easily, and she could be very intense when pushed. It was a personality trait she had inherited from her mother. She hadn't meant to alienate him but her conscience... her integrity... was something she couldn't ignore.

But now, as she strode down the hall in an ankle-length coat, she felt a different sort of intensity. Her plans for their last meeting hadn't been fulfilled so she decided to pay Tom a friendly visit. She stopped at his office door just outside the bustling flight decks.

With a deep breath she rang the chime.

In his office, Boomer was taking a moment as he hated all of the paperwork that he seemed to be drowning in.

He had quickly reorganized his desk as he realized he needed a yeoman to assist him, otherwise he'd end up being crushed here under PADD's which seemed to be fornicating while he wasn't around.

Boomer sighed. "God, I need a vacation..." and just then the door beeped at him. "Its Open!" he called out.

The door opened and in walked Tressa. "Tressa.." Boomer stood up. "Whats up?" he inquired, "Whats going on?"

Tressa smiled as she came towards him, never dropping her dark eyes from his gaze.

"We have... unfinished business," she said as she walked around his desk and stood in front of him.

Boomer regarded her, her statement was very subtle on the fact that the two of them had a lot of unfinished business between them.

With one hand she pulled on the belt that held her coat closed. She was still looking into his eyes when she shrugged it off her shoulders and it fell heavily to the floor.

She was completely naked.

"I just need you now...." she began.

Boomer simply raised an eyebrow as he commented. "Computer, lock the door...flag me as Do not disturb.." as he gently took Tressa's hand and he pulled her to him, before he began pulling off his uniform. They kissed deeply and there was nothing and no one but she and Tom as they shared one another again.