Alexandra had not taken too kindly to Dylan's refusal to give up his
quarters to her. It had outraged her. As a result, she was her usual
charming self. At the moment, she was lost. "This ship is just too big and
ugly. How is one supposed to find her way on it?"
Holo-Rommie appeared. She did not take kindly to being called ugly but, she was High Guard and she would be civil. "It takes time. Mostly everybody who spends time on me, eventually learns their way around."
"I'm sure we won't be here that long. And are you implying something here? That I'm stupid? Because I'm not Melody."
"Of course, you're not. Melody's not obnoxious and you are." This last was said in a whisper. Aloud again. "Stay right where you are. I'll get one of my 'bots to guide you back." She popped up on Command where her avatar was. "Did you get that?"
Rommie rolled her eyes. "She's right. She's not Melody. I actually like Melody. I can't stand her."
"Who can?"
"Well...Melody."
"Yes but, Melody likes everyone."
"True. She's a very sweet kid, if not the sharpest knife in the drawer."
Holo-Rommie sighed. "Well, someone has to guide her back. You want to do it?"
"Not particularly. Can't we just leave her lost?"
"Dylan wouldn't like it. Plus, she could get into all sorts of trouble wandering around our corridors."
"You have a point. I'm still not going to do it. Send one of the 'bots."
"If you say so."
"I do."
"Fine." She winked out.
Rommie turned back to her station and contemplated their guests. She classed Alan as being the Dylan of the bunch. He was their unofficial leader and tried his best to take care of them. It couldn't be easy. Not with the Cabot pair. Alexandra was just--Rommie shuddered. Too bad shoving her out an airlock was not an option. O.K. She wouldn't really do it. Maybe. It was quite a temptation, though. And her brother Alexander was kind of annoying too. He was such a coward. However, unlike his sister, there was no meanness in him. And from what she could gather of their adventures, you could depend on him, you just had to force him.
Then there were the Pussycats. Josie was a good person. Steadfast, loyal and caring. Someone you could really count on. Rommie liked that in people. Valerie was easily the most brilliant of them all. Yet, she didn't flaunt it or lord it over her friends in any way. Very down to earth. Very good qualities in that girl. Rommie could see why the three Pussycats were devoted to each other. Which brought her to-Melody. Interesting. Not too bright, as Beka was always screaming whenever the granny jokes came up. Which was often. Rommie had done her share. But...was that was all that was to that girl? Or could there be more?
Dylan had allowed the girls to set up their instruments on Obs Deck. Rommie had, of course, been aware of every rehearsal. Melody was obviously an accomplished muscian. She played the drums well. Didn't she also have to have some kind of understanding of the instruments Josie and Valerie played? Maybe it didn't matter. Regardless of what was or wasn't in her head, Rommie liked Melody. How could you not? She was too sweet.
Holo-Rommie appeared. She did not take kindly to being called ugly but, she was High Guard and she would be civil. "It takes time. Mostly everybody who spends time on me, eventually learns their way around."
"I'm sure we won't be here that long. And are you implying something here? That I'm stupid? Because I'm not Melody."
"Of course, you're not. Melody's not obnoxious and you are." This last was said in a whisper. Aloud again. "Stay right where you are. I'll get one of my 'bots to guide you back." She popped up on Command where her avatar was. "Did you get that?"
Rommie rolled her eyes. "She's right. She's not Melody. I actually like Melody. I can't stand her."
"Who can?"
"Well...Melody."
"Yes but, Melody likes everyone."
"True. She's a very sweet kid, if not the sharpest knife in the drawer."
Holo-Rommie sighed. "Well, someone has to guide her back. You want to do it?"
"Not particularly. Can't we just leave her lost?"
"Dylan wouldn't like it. Plus, she could get into all sorts of trouble wandering around our corridors."
"You have a point. I'm still not going to do it. Send one of the 'bots."
"If you say so."
"I do."
"Fine." She winked out.
Rommie turned back to her station and contemplated their guests. She classed Alan as being the Dylan of the bunch. He was their unofficial leader and tried his best to take care of them. It couldn't be easy. Not with the Cabot pair. Alexandra was just--Rommie shuddered. Too bad shoving her out an airlock was not an option. O.K. She wouldn't really do it. Maybe. It was quite a temptation, though. And her brother Alexander was kind of annoying too. He was such a coward. However, unlike his sister, there was no meanness in him. And from what she could gather of their adventures, you could depend on him, you just had to force him.
Then there were the Pussycats. Josie was a good person. Steadfast, loyal and caring. Someone you could really count on. Rommie liked that in people. Valerie was easily the most brilliant of them all. Yet, she didn't flaunt it or lord it over her friends in any way. Very down to earth. Very good qualities in that girl. Rommie could see why the three Pussycats were devoted to each other. Which brought her to-Melody. Interesting. Not too bright, as Beka was always screaming whenever the granny jokes came up. Which was often. Rommie had done her share. But...was that was all that was to that girl? Or could there be more?
Dylan had allowed the girls to set up their instruments on Obs Deck. Rommie had, of course, been aware of every rehearsal. Melody was obviously an accomplished muscian. She played the drums well. Didn't she also have to have some kind of understanding of the instruments Josie and Valerie played? Maybe it didn't matter. Regardless of what was or wasn't in her head, Rommie liked Melody. How could you not? She was too sweet.