ILLUMINARRPG: (7-0800) CSec/Tac - Lt. Commander T’Mur

[Al Muir]

Mission: Prelude

Day: 7

Stardate: 2446.03.29


(Earth - Texas - Williams Ranch - CSec/Tac - Lt. Commander T’Mur - 0800)


T’Mur rematerialized at the edge of the path that led to the  Williams ranch house. She has spent the day before in the oppressive heat of the forge so today she wanted to dress comfortably and coolly.  So she had worn a short black dress the ended at the top of her thighs. A loose belt draped around her waist. The band on her left wrist, a match to Sienna’s dangled slightly.


She had brought with her a single bag, and a long garment bag, draped over her shoulder. She picked up the bag and walked towards the house.


As she walked the long path she thought about the last week. They had actually spent less time together this week than they had in a long time. It was the opposite of what T’Mur had hoped for.  Since the night they had exchanged gifts Sienna had been too busy, between ship’s business and and family obligations. T’Mur sighed. In their minds they could be together whenever they liked, but the physical contact was what she craved.


A lot had changed over the past couple of weeks. She had managed to rekindle the friendship with Quinna. It was unfortunate that she and Sienna could not have gone to Quinna’s family home with so many of the others. T’Mur did not want to go alone and it would have eliminated what little time the two had together as it was.


However, T’Mur looked up at the mansion as she walked down towards it. She could not imagine what it would be like to live in such an expanse. It was a huge, multilevel house surrounded by groves of trees. It was quite spectacular. She was looking forward to meeting Sienna’s family. They had spoken briefly but it was all very formal.  Meeting them under such circumstances as the wedding was going to prove to be interesting.


She came to the end of the path and stopped in front of the steps that led to a veranda that went around the house. She took a deep breath, realizing that it was quite the metaphor that she was about to step up into a brand new life. Finally she put a foot on the bottom step.


(reply any in the house)

(posted by Al Muir)

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