Communications Log

Hoshi was tired after working at the site of the new community center, but it was a good sort of tired. Hopefully, she would have an easier time sleeping tonight without any more troubling dreams about Hurley being stranded somewhere.

Before she could get too settled, Four-Dee beeped to get her attention and brought her a PADD. She had been procrastinating on writing back to Hurley all weekend. It was time to do something about that.

( Dear Hurley )

With that out of the way, Hoshi curled up in her bunk with a novel in French. It wasn't much of a challenge linguistically, but she was looking forward to some easy reading.

[Establishy but open for cabinmates, should they stop by.]

Hoshi had promised to make dinner for Hurley, so after saying goodbye to her father and Captain Archer, she spend the rest of her day planning the meal. It took her a little while to decide what to serve. She finally went for tempura shrimp and vegetables since it was not too heavy for the warm weather.

After cooking everything in the really nice kitchen on the sixth floor, she brought the food back to her room. This was probably not the occasion to share, since she wanted to spend some time alone with Hurley before he had to leave.

While she waited, she shut the door and put a tea kettle on the hot plate.

[For Hurley]

Hoshi realizes that she and Hurley have been having the same dirty dreams while their AU selves get even more dirty.

The past week had been entirely insane, from the honesty to the hat situation to an unwanted visit from her bad self. She still felt totally awful for the things she'd said to Porthos, searching a dead body for valuables, and acting like a power-hungry slut. Then there was the whole matter of her evil self flirting shamelessly with Ronan before going home with him. At least the next morning hadn't been so awful once she reassured Ronan that he hadn't taken advantage of her.

She was happy to just stretch out on the bed and take a moment to enjoy some peace and quiet with Porthos sitting nearby. She hadn't let the dog out of her sight after getting him back.

[Door closed, post open!]