Walking through the corridors of Starbase Bravo, Elias just ended his shift at the lab and went to the Golden Apple located at the Promenade when he bumped into Arwa. “Hey Arwa! What’s up?” he asked.

Having a glass of some rum in her hand, Arwa looked over her shoulder in the direction of whom was calling her. A soft smile appeared on her face “Elias, pleased evening to you. Done with your shift?”

“Yeah! I just finished my shift. I got to say those lab works are not fun at all. Anyways, enough about me. How are you?” asked Elias.

Looking back at her glass “Then you need to redefine what is fun. You always should have a certain degree of fun with your work and you should know that” Arwa smiled taking a sip letting the alcohol do its work “My day was interesting, people with interesting stories and adventures”

“Well, I tell you what. My day was basically filled with paperwork upon stacks of paperwork. Like, who needs that much research on a compound? Anyways, I do see the importance of scientific advancement, so I don’t really mind it. Until the fact that I’m stuck at my office till my shift ends.” After saying that, he went to the barkeep and asked for a glass of whiskey. “Hey Barkeep! A glass of whiskey, please.”

“Paperwork is as important as discovering the unknown. I believe that some scientific breakthrough were found through putting paperwork together” Arwa smirked a bit at his direction “but you deserve that glass” she teases

“I guess I do,” said Elias, laughing. “Anyways, how’s the counseling department? I’ve heard that there is still quite a bit of activity, especially after the Borg incident.” Elias said this sadly as he remembered those days as well and raised his glass as a sign of respect to his fallen comrades.

A shrug appeared on Arwa expression “It’s slowly calming down, but we still have a large amount of people that needs processing of what happened to them” Arwa took another sip letting the background music do its thing “luckily we have the convention as a much needed distraction”

“It will surely still leave a scar on everyone’s mind. It all happened all of a sudden. They came out of nowhere,” said Elias, stoicly remembering those days. “A toast to our fallen comrades, Arwa.” Elias raises his glass and says, “To the ones we lost on the way.”

She could admire the gesture and at the same time Arwa mind was already thinking of the future. What next thing would happen? A full fledged Breen invasion? A robotic entity that replicates itself over and over? Or the Ferengi trying to buy the Federation. She raised her glass “To the unknown, whatever it might bring to our doorstep”

“I apologize for making this very gloomy, my friend. Some scars do need time to heal, but they never go away,” said Elias gloomyly. “Back on a happy note, did you hear about the exhibition that’s going to take place here?”

“I did just mention it”. She smiled and laughed a bit “Thought I am contemplating if I will be going to it”. Arwa concluded a bit “You? Will you go to it?”

“Yeah! I’ll go when my shifts are over. I can’t wait to see what the stalls have in store for us!” exclaimed Elias. “See you there?”

Giving a nod “there are some interesting things, something about a statue made out of butter” that made Arwa blink a bit “I will see you there”

“A statue made of butter? Huh, won’t that melt almost instantly unless there’s a cooling system in place?” said Elias, confused and blinking owlishly. “See you around, Arwa! Byee! Duty calls, I’m afraid.”