After Hours

Posted on 05 Aug 2021 @ 11:37pm by Lieutenant Leland Hawksley
Edited on 05 Aug 2021 @ 11:40pm

240 words; about a 1 minute read

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Hawksley lay across the sofa. Leland, like a Hawk, laser-eyed the Football in the air with his prosthetic bio-prosthetic right eye. His mind was thinking things over. As usual, the Tomcat would have some changes onboard.

Looking forward to the new Assistant Chief of Security, he'd be spending a lot more time with the Chief. Hawksley learned a lot about him. He remembered the first time they had drinks together in the lounge.

"Winchester... " Leland spoke to the personal log. "Lieutenant Jg. Winchester. He is my boss. I trust the guy. I am not so sure if I trust him with my life yet. But... What I hear we both will be receiving weapons certifications." He pondered, furrowing his eyebrow.

"Maybe I can try a few range shooting with Lilli. She could teach me just as well. A Marine. She is one impressive Lady." Letting his Football snuggled in towards his chest, pressing into his cotton tee shirt.

"Lilliana." He beamed. "Where did you come from!!!!" He gripped the Football.

"We're spending a lot of time together, and I feel something is coming. I don't know. The way she melds with me." Leland grinned.

Just then, Hercules had come into the room. "Herc!!!" He smiled.

"Dodd... I owe you, one Sir. You saved my buddy. I owe you......." He smiled. The Tomcat was a ship like no other. He belonged.

"The Hawk is spreading its wings." He smiled.

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