Hanging the Collection

Posted on Wed Sep 18th, 2019 @ 9:34pm by Lieutenant Tamlyrre 169

Tamlyrre finished hir first shift and went to hir assigned quarters and looked at all the containers waiting for hir to unpack them. This was the one part of transfers that always seemed the biggest chore, packing and unpacking.

S/he opened the container that held hir personal collection: boxer shorts. S/he put up the boards on the walls of hir quarters and then started to pin the boxers on place, showing all the vivid patterns and images. A smile touched hir lips as s/he remember stealing the pair of Joe Cool on the surfboard from Hawk. Then was the pair of red hearts on black satin taken from Turvy. S/he smiled with each pair s/he put up remembering how s/he acquired each pair.

When they were all put up, s/he wondered how many s/he would be able to collect from this ship and crew. S/he already found a few in medical nice to look at. There were also a few in engineering that s/he might be interested it. Of course, there was also that smart doctor, he looked nice and he might be open to the relationship. Well, one crew member to watch and see if anything comes of their acquaintance.

The rest s/he just put any old way. Only the boxers had a place of honor and special care. Then s/he fell back on hir bed and just looked at hir collection, content for now.