TalVur
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=/\= XFY =/\= After his meeting with the Admiral, James felt a little lighter on his feet. He wasn't quite as burdened by his thoughts after his chat with the admira...no...with Wade. James smiled as he made his way back down the turbolift. It stopped, of course, and he was met with a security contingent. He stepped off the turbolift and they eyed him as he got off. These gents wern't letting anyone back on unless they had a darn good reason. He pulled out his PADD and checked his room assignment again. It had been given the day before when the Saturn arrived, but James hadn't bothered to move in quite yet. Now he was ready. He made his way off to his room and keyed the door to open. It was sparse, at best...but at least it had a view. James looked out the vista at all the activity around the station. Little ships, big ships, Klingon and Federation all made their way around. James looked around. The room was empty except for him. His roommate had apparently not arrived just yet. James sat his bag on the bed he decided to claim as his own, unzipped his duffel and carefully extracted his Bat'leth in its case. He unwrapped the case and held his bat leth up to the light. It was not dissimilar to what could commonly be found, and yet it was also unique. It was his. Not replicated, not found, but made for him, hand forged by a fine smith for his use. The body of the bat'leth appeared as obsidian, with a smooth black, glasslike surface that softly glinted in the light. James ran his hand over the handle, lovingly. This was his escape and his passion. His companionship since he had left Commodore Anderson had been the blade. This is my companion, he thought. James zipped up his duffel and slung his bat'leth over his shoulder. He stepped out into the corridor and keyed the door shut and locked. Only his roommate would be able to enter, and James hoped he would have enough honor not to poke around in his things. James made his way down the corridor, to the turbolift and keyed it. He was headed to hang up his bat'leth and to get a drink. =/\= Off =/\= Lt. James Tal'Vur Chief Medical Officer USS Saturn NCC-28400
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