The Death of a Friend

Who: Tara, Jay
Where: The Chrysler Quarters
When: Some time after Alota's death, but before her funeral.
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Tara was dressed in her number ones, ready to go to Alota's funeral.
With the Post Mortem carried out, Keto had said the cause of death
was the obvious. Tara had assisted the Doctor whilst he did it, and
made sure that Alota was placed carefully into the capsule that would
carry her into space. The Deputy Chief Medical Officer stood outside
the quarters that belonged to her deceased best friend and her
husband, Phil was not with her as he was busy with important security
business. She knocked on the door.
"Enter." Came a choked voice from inside. She had herself been
crying, granted they hadn't spoken much recently, but Alota was still
as much a friend as she had ever been. Jay looked a state, his tie
was crooked and he had obviously been crying.
"Hi." She whispered. She sat down on the sofa next to Jay, who had
his head in his hands. There was a long pause of silence. "I can't
believe it happened to her." Tara said, breaking the spell in the
room that had seemed to be holding the grief at bay. As she spoke the
words tears began to fall down her face.
"It's not fair." Jay mumbled into his hands. "Why did it have to be
her..." He coughed and began to weep again. Tara let a half smile
creep onto her lips.
"You know what she'd say if she saw us now?" She said putting a
comforting arm around Jay "She'd tell me to stop being so silly and
she'd tell you if you didn't stop you'd be sleeping on the couch."
"Yeah...." Jay said, there was nothing else to say.
"I can't believe she's gone...." Tara mumbled.
<Tag Jay>
OOC- omg... a Tara post... :o