Taking A Break

Lieutenant Commander Tyra put down the instrument she was using and rubbed the back of her neck. She and Commander Taline had been working on fixing the Slipstream drive for over two hours now. She rubbed her eyes and felt her stomach growl. She looked over at Commander Taline and spoke.

"I think I'm going to get something to eat," she said, getting to her feet. "I shouldn't be long."

Commander Taline nodded, "I'll be here."

Tyra nodded and left, heading for the turbolift. She entered it, told it her destination and felt the lift move. She leaned against the back wall and closed her eyes. Her thoughts wandered through the past several days, but she refused to let them overwhelm her. The one thing that she did let into her mind was the fact that she had to take what she needed from the replication. She hated the taste, but it worked. She just wished that there was someone on this ship that she could receive from.

The door opened and she walked down the corridor toward the Mess Hall. She entered and went over to the replication. She ordered her meal, took it and went over to a table by the window and sat down. She stared at the stars as she sipped her drink. She was soon lost in her thoughts.