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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Mmmmmm....
...Mongolian BBQ! *drools*
Posted on 2016-04-09 at 17:31:55.
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute - Come on in and Play!
Subject: An offer?
"Frankly when I first seen you I thought perhaps they had finally hired a true professional for the job."
"And, perhaps, they have," Nyx snickered, "but, I assure you, that professional is not me, yes?" He indulged in one more sip of his wine, contemplating the tale Tatiana had just spun in regards to her ‘relationship' with this Lord Toman and his lackeys.
"If what you say is the truth of it, my cousin," he said after a moment, "my estimation is that, even had a professional been retained to see your thread severed, these men encountering you here, tonight, would look to save their Lord the coin any assassin worth his salt might levy. Should the one that recently left reach his garrison, he would be wise to bring back the entire host, yes? And, even if his wisdom fails, surely he would have sense enough to return with numbers sufficient to at least forestall Murph, there," he tipped his head to indicate the half-elven enforcer, ",whilst the rest attempted to deal with you. We may not have the time you imagine,"
His moon-yellow eyes slithered toward the door, once more, then to the pair of Toman's men who yet lingered, making a poor show of pretending to be more interested in their meals than in Tatiana. He lifted his goblet, again, and, after swallowing a goodly portion of it in the next drink, heaved a sigh that registered somewhere between exasperation and, was it pity?
"As I have no reason to doubt your words, arwenamin," he said, turning his gaze back to her, "and more than one reason to always doubt the motivations of some short-lived, round-eared dandy, I suppose, I could offer some small amount of relief from, at least, this current situation. It can be made, fairly easily, so that these men, here, won't trouble you and, perhaps, also, seen to that their compatriot does not make it to where he is going," One black brow spiked probingly above a glittering yellow eye as he smiled somewhat sinister smile. ",but, then again, I recall you asking that I not interfere, yes? Is this still your wish?"
Posted on 2016-04-09 at 17:04:06.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Details!
I  details! 
Posted on 2016-04-09 at 15:13:23.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: *happy dance*
Yay, posts!
Welcome back, ladies!
Posted on 2016-04-09 at 14:27:08.
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute - Come on in and Play!
Subject: Watching and waiting...
"I don't know if I should say," she shrugged, "there is a bounty involved and you might be enticed to collect it."
Something of a smile flickered across Nyx's lips at this and he offered what might have been interpreted as a disinterested shrug. It had been a long time since the promise of coin had motivated his methods.
"But then again," Tatiana continued, her eyes narrowing a bit as she regarded him and absently toyed with her ring, "I think not."
She paused, here, falling into a momentary silence as she seemed to mull over her own words behind a sampling of her wine. While she did, the Mith'ganni's eyes tracked the room, again, minding the two round-ear brutes and the door through which their companion had recently exited, in particular, and returned to the sorceress only after she had drained and refilled her glass.
"I think we have some time before their friends arrive," she said with a faint nod of her head towards the Inn's other patrons.
"There is a bounty on my head because a Lord thinks that I had something to do with his wife's demise."
"Thinks," Nyx asked from behind a shrewd grin, "knows, or says, cousin? There is a difference, hm?" He traced an alabaster finger around the rim of his goblet, his eyes seeming to contemplate, for a brief instant, the dark surface of the wine the vessel contained. "If this Lord thinks you had some involvement, it gives some merit to the bounty. If he knows, then the reward is, perhaps, as legitimate as any breeder has ever offered," he offered a faint shrug and a razor-sharp smile, "But, should it be that he only says that you have something to do with the demise of his slitch wife, the bounty would be pursued by only the most foolish of sorts, wouldn't it?"
He canted his head slightly to indicate the two soldiers who remained at their table; "Which sort are these, I wonder?"
Posted on 2016-04-09 at 13:20:29.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Seems like...
...it was one of those weeks, all around! Glad we all survived it! 
Posted on 2016-04-09 at 12:54:57.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Welll...
...that got a little bit longer than I expected it to but, you know how I am, I start writing and sometimes get wrapped up in what the character is thinking so deeply that I tend to go on and on and on.... 
Tochi's obviously working on some very deep conspiracy theory trains of thought, here, and, as such may seem just a little distracted. Anything we need to know about any of the Kuldaren and Rytains being quartered on the Coronado? Military training/histories, special skills that may give rise to deeper suspicion, etc?
Posted on 2016-04-09 at 11:10:51.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: Meeting and musing
Stardate 2365.02.08
USS Peregrine, Captain's Mess - 1100
His ‘supervisory' tour of Peregrine's decks completed and an impromptu log entry submitted as a result of his musings during that tour, Lt Zai sat, now, in his typical chair to the right of Drake's, staring out the window at the bustle of spacedock activity beyond. His mind turned over the thoughts and misgivings he had come to have about this mission, still, and, despite the preparedness he had observed during his walk-through of the ship, something in his gut twisted and turned, gnawing at him as if, in all his research of and interaction with the Kuldar and Rytain, he had missed some small but crucial detail, and, as the hour of the ambassadors' arrival drew closer, Tochi found himself almost lost in the pursuit of what that particular element might be.
What type of game is afoot, here, he fumed, There's something off in all of this but we just can't put our finger on it,
"Thank you all for coming," the Captain's greeting snatched him from his reverie for an instant, "Please, hit the replicator before we begin. The next few hours promise to be quite busy; there's no need to face them on an empty stomach."
Agreed, Tochi thought as he took advantage of Drake's offer and procured a lunch from the replicator, the hours or the ambassadors. He allowed himself to slip back into his musings, then, chasing whatever elusive piece of this puzzle he felt he had missed through his mind. He had almost lost himself in it, again, when the Captain launched the meeting by officially introducing the new faces around the table.
",welcome Lieutenant Dio Lasad, our new Chief of Operations, Lieutenant Mathias Berk, our new Chief Tactical Officer, Doctor Louise Moore, our new Chief Medical Officer,"
Zai had tried to extract himself completely from the thoughts he had been chasing but, somehow, even these introductions provided little more than a subtle course correction in his pursuit. After all, these new faces and the abruptness of their transfer to the Peregrine had to be, at least, a small piece in a larger puzzle, didn't they? Which puzzle, though, he wondered, as he absently nibbled a piece of pineapple from the fruit plate he'd selected for lunch, The ambassadorial one or the one which paints the picture illuminating this apparently widespread acrimony towards Silas among the Starfleet brass? His gaze flicked from face to face of the new arrivals, offering each a welcoming smile and polite nod of greeting as they were introduced, and back to the Captain as he continued on.
",As those of you who were here yesterday are already aware, our current mission is to serve as en escort to the USS Coronado as she flies to the Gamera system in the hope of brokering a peace between the Kuldar and Rytain peoples,"
Are they truly two separate puzzles, Tochi couldn't help but wonder, sipping from a glass of iced chai, or, perhaps, two halves of a much larger one? The more he thought on it, the more frustrated he became. None of it made sense and, yet, in some fashion, all of it could if only he could find the proper bearing from which to approach it. Frill! This is like trying to navigate the Badlands blindfolded and with no sensors!
The Captain went on to verbalize his own misgivings, which closely mirrored Zai's, as to the ambassadors and their motives, and then proceeded to outline his expectations as to security and diplomacy for the duration of the Kuldar and Rytain's stay. A good number of Drake's requests had already been put in place or were in the process of being implemented, Zai knew, so he simply nodded faintly and continued sorting his mental puzzle-pieces and attempted to put them together. As Captain Drake brought the holoprojector online and reviewed the mission parameters he had outlined the day before, Tochi found himself scrutinizing every aspect of the displays - from the map of the Gamera system to the tactical schematics of the vessels associated with the parties involved - looking for anything he might have missed in his prior reviews of the information.
There has to be something,
As the briefing part of the meeting came to a finish and Drake began his "around the table" delegation and dissemination of orders to the department heads, Tochi had to force his puzzle building to the back of his mind so he would be sure to hear anything in those words that he hadn't considered. Most all of it, of course, was exactly what he would have expected; the only exception being the directive imparted to Lt Tesenblen. It was, from Tochi's perspective, vague at best, and he hadn't been made aware of any special projects underway in the Science department, so he arched a mildly curious brow and made a note to ask about it later. If it was anything critical, surely, he would have been updated before now, Nothing pressing, we're sure, he figured, but it never hurts to know what's going on.
"Lieutenant Zai," Drake called for his attention, then, "as you know, the ambassadors are due aboard at 1200, and we are scheduled to depart at 1300. If you see any gaps in our preparation, or have ideas on way to improve it - please speak up."
"Yes, sir," Zai answered, "In our tour of the ship, this morning, we didn't observe any gaps. Things appear to be moving along ahead of schedule, in fact. That being said, Flight Control has all but completed their preparations in regards to the flight deck and auxiliary craft," his gaze skimmed the faces around the table, "so, if any of those personnel can assist in other departments, don't hesitate to call on them as needed."
The Captain sat back in his chair. "All right, then. Do we have any questions? Is there anything that I should know?"
"Yes, Captain," Lt Zai said, then, "Like you, sir, we have very little certainty in regards to the ambassadors' motives for coming aboard, and that distrust is heightened by the fact that only D'Lar and Threel will quartered on the Peregrine. The remainders of their contingents, as we understand it, are to remain aboard the Coronado. We are troubled that these arrangements place Kuldar and Rytain operatives - for lack of a better term at the moment - on both ships and, if there are ulterior motives, either individually or jointly," He shrugged and sighed; "A lot could happen in the three or four days it will take to reach the Gamera system and, given the history of and between these two groups, we don't think that their divvying up of their personnel between the Peregrine and the Corondo is a mere coincidence. We've reviewed the files on D'Lar and Threel but, given all of this, we'd really like to take and in-depth look at the dossiers for all of their personnel."
((OOC: Room for interjection throughout, of course. Edits and backposts as needed.))
Posted on 2016-04-09 at 11:02:45.
Edited on 2016-04-09 at 11:06:04 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: I KNEW it was morning somewhere! ;)
Nice post... I'll have something for Tochi soonishly. 
Posted on 2016-04-08 at 17:36:11.
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Topic: Question of the Week
Subject: Gotta go with soak...
...because, as both Olan and Big Red have said, it just makes more sense. Armor doesn't make you harder to hit... that's just not how it works!!!
Posted on 2016-04-08 at 10:28:39.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: LOL
Horrifying, ain't it? 
Posted on 2016-04-07 at 15:25:29.
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute - Come on in and Play!
Subject: Short one
"In my opinion, wariness of anyone is never misplaced, cousin," Nyx smirked dryly, his gaze ticking to the departing soldier for an instant, "but, no, those round-ear breeders are no distraction of mine," He indulged in a sip of his refreshed wine before continuing. ",Were I hunting you, no distraction would be needed. The less a spell-slinger sees of you, the better, I have learned. They tend to distract themselves easily enough."
The Mith'ganni chuckled at this, let his eyes flit back to the table where the two remaining soldiers had started tucking in to their meals, and then sipped from his goblet, again, as his gaze returned, almost lazily, to Tatiana. "Now, cousin, you tell me," he asked, "why might these ‘strapping men' be inclined to fetch reinforcements at the mere sight of you, hm?"
Posted on 2016-04-07 at 13:54:33.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Star Trek: The Edge of Duty...
...will return in a moment. But first, we pause for station identification and to bring you these messages...
... This is WRDINN; part of the Run-with-scissors TV Network. Now, back to our show!
((OOC: Somebody help me....))
Whooo boy... I just OOC'd an OOC post...  I am sick!
Posted on 2016-04-07 at 13:47:04.
Edited on 2016-04-07 at 13:56:41 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Stuff and junk and thaaaaangs
NPC RP Notes:
Megan has a habit of assigning her crewmates nicknames (sometimes accidentally). She will use many of these nicknames in the course of her daily interactions with the crew but there are a handful that she keeps to herself and/or uses only in "guarded company." Those closely guarded nicknames are marked with an asterisk (*) in the list below.
- Captain Drake - The Boss
- Lt Zai - Lt Splotchy*, Th' Lieutenants, Zai'Tammah* (just recently)
- Ens P'Tammah - Vae, Lady Blue, Ens Pajamas*, Zai'Tammah*
- Ens Thomason - Ens Tiny, Tiny
- MCPO V'Lur - Master Chief Stiff-britches*, S'V'ur (pronounced Seh-VUR, a play on "Severe")
- SCPO Kukkonen - Kook
- CPO Yasuo - Yas (pronounced Yaz)
- Lt(jg) Reid - Ranger Reid
- Lt(jg) Sa'eridon - Lt Kitty, Kitty Karri
- MCPO Davis - Clancy (occasionally Chief Clancy)
- PO2 Toporov - Tops, Nicky
- Lt(jg) Tesenblen - Plant-Man!* (said as if introducing a superhero)
- Ens Maize - Dal (pronounced Doll)
- Lt(jg) Moriden - Weezy*
- PO2 Finnley - Lee-Lee, Leahprechaun
- Crewman Pierce - Tasha, Tash
- Crewman Suder - Suds
I've also copied this list to her Roster entry and, as it evolves, any new entries will be added there... (I foresee her naming Dio "Lt Luscious," for example, but, as she has yet to meet him, I have refrained from listing it just yet.)
Anyhoo... if anyone wants to NPC Megan in a post, feel free to reference the list... just mind the company she's in when those * entries come into play.
Posted on 2016-04-07 at 08:41:05.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: It's sort of "random"
As his joining wasn't "typical" of most Trill, Tochi endured something of a traumatic experience when the symbiont was implanted resulting in him being very aware that he's often thinking thoughts attributable to past hosts... in those times, he's more prone to using the plural pronouns. When he's alone with his thoughts and when those thoughts are largely his own (i.e. not directly identifiable as having stemmed from the experiences/memories of any of those past hosts) he uses singular pronouns... If you read back through some of the earlier posts for him, you'll sort of pick up on the pattern.
Again, this fact isn't commonly known but, I'm sure, there's mention of it somewhere in his service and/or medical records for those who have the clearance to access such things... and it may have even been discussed among those aboard the Peregrine who know Tochi well enough for him to be comfortable discussing the topic (or where it's almost a "need to discuss" issue)... Drake, for example, is well aware of Tochi's past hosts... Vaela is aware of, at least Dirven (as Dirven had a fling with her grandmother and Vaela put two and two together)... Thorson knows as much as he can handle as he and Tochi were friends in the academy (although, in those days, Tochi was unjoined and his surname was recorded as Tigan) and often drink together.
Being a Trill is complicated.
Posted on 2016-04-06 at 17:40:49.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: It's all good...
...as noted in the PM I sent you, though, it's probably not going to change Megan's response/next actions much aside from some additional blinking and causing her blush to be dark enough to make some freckles disappear.
Posted on 2016-04-06 at 13:35:49.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Yeah...
...so, waiting on everybody else to post is killing me and I wrote up a "First Officer's Log" post because I was bored. Want the Trill to shush? Set phasers to stun!
Anyhoo... just a little fluff post detailing some of the thoughts that have crept into Tochi's head, this morning, written out and posted for your perusal... not intended to make you think too much into anything, really... or is it?
Posted on 2016-04-06 at 12:05:45.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: Voiceover as Lt Zai makes his way to the staff meeting
First Officer's Log
Lt Tochi Zai; USS Peregrine: NCC-79288
Stardate 42135.5
At 0800 hours, today, Captain Drake and I met with the command staff of the USS Coronado and the chief delegates from the Kuldar and Rytain contingents - Ambassador D'Lar and Ambassador Threel, respectively - in order to discuss the Ambassadors' itinerary and the role that Peregrine's crew will play where said itinerary is concerned. Per previous communiques to Captain Drake from Starfleet Command (and Captain Jacob's of the Coronado), we went into the meeting with the expectation that our role would be limited and, in fact, we would have little to no contact with the Ambassadors or their attendants for the duration of our assignment as escort to the Coronado. It is, therefore, needless to say that we were quite unprepared for our ship to play host to both Threel and D'Lar.
Initially, we had dismissed the Ambassadors' demands to be quartered aboard "the superior ship" as little more than political posturing - the Kuldar and Rytain people have a long and contentious history, so, any perceived display of superiority by one faction is typically answered in kind by the other - but, now that we have completed a tour of Peregrine's decks in preparation for D'Lar and Threel's imminent arrival, I find myself wondering if there's not more to it than that.
D'Lar's observation that the Peregrine is a "superior ship" as compared to the Coronado isn't entirely untrue. The Saber class does outmatch the older Miranda class, tactically, as it is faster, more maneuverable, and outfitted with uprated weapons systems; however, this is a diplomatic mission, and, for the purposes of space, comfort, and luxury, the Coronado's facilities would have gone a lot farther towards serving the Ambassadors' goals of maintaining an air of visible superiority in the ambassadorial arena. We have our suspicions as to D'Lar's true motives, of course, but are, as yet, uncertain as to Threel. Did the Rytain ambassador request to be quartered aboard the Peregrine simply as a means to ‘save face,' as he professed in this morning's meeting, or, perhaps, are his intentions just as questionable as his Kuldaren counterpart's? Have their respective governments seen, in the Federation's offer to moderate their peace talks, more than a diplomatic opportunity? Is it possible they have decided to set aside generations of acrimony between their peoples, joined forces in some covert attempt to acquire advanced, Starfleet technology or, worse, an entire starship? I can't say for certain but, given the unexpected developments with the Ambassadors, compounded by a similarly confounding transfer of no less than three of Peregrine's department heads on the eve of our undertaking, we find ourselves more than a little uneasy at the prospects of what the next several days may have in store.
Having said that, I have already met two of our three new department heads - Lt Berk, who is replacing Lt Rockatansky as our Chief Tactical Officer, and Lt Lasad, who has assumed the Ops Chief position in the wake of Chell's promotion to Lt Commander and transfer off of the Peregrine - both Berk and Lasad seem to have taken immediately and efficiently to their duties and have been instrumental in preparing for the arrival of the Ambassadors. We have yet to make the acquaintance of Lt Moore - the third new department head, replacing Lt Synklar as our CMO - but, I imagine, that will change in just a few minutes as Captain Drake has scheduled a staff meeting ahead of our reception of the Kuldar and Rytain delegates. Chief Petty Officer Cook, whom I encountered earlier, has met the new Doctor and advises me that, like Berk and Lasad, Moore seems very capable, and friendly, a good trait for a doctor to have, we think.
Maybe I'm overthinking or reading entirely too much into this rapid fire series of events, Then again, past experience dictates that I distrust those instincts at great peril, We shall see.
Posted on 2016-04-06 at 12:01:18.
Edited on 2016-04-06 at 12:09:20 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Logbooking
I've started updating the logbook to reference some posts/events that haven't made it there, yet... plenty of those to catch up with as far as the log is concerned... got several entries tacked on already and, hopefully, will be continuing the catch up effort throughout the day.
Edit: Or... you know... since I haven't had enough coffee to make my brain work properly, maybe I'll just take a break until the caffeine kicks in. 
Posted on 2016-04-06 at 08:27:17.
Edited on 2016-04-06 at 08:43:26 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Who Owns Rusty Dull Swords? (W.O.R.D.S.)
Subject: Because puppy-monkey-baby
Omnipotent
platypi
having
tiny
hands
and
little
muscles
often
prefer
hearing
odes
beyond
imagining
absolutely
Posted on 2016-04-06 at 08:24:41.
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Topic: The Bleeding Lute - Come on in and Play!
Subject: ~~~~
As the not so discreet turnings of appraising eyes and susurrations of conspiratorial whispering escaped the tight knot of the three recently arrived round-ears, Nyx peered past Tatiana at the men in an attempt to gauge their intent. Tatiana, too, had been affording the trio with a glance of her own, in this time, and, when she turned back to regard Nyx, she lowered her glass and softly said; "It seems they might be looking for me."
"I had imagined as much," the Mith'ganni replied sardonically, "not the greatest of discretion in that lot, yes?"
"If they start anything, do not intrude," she said, adding with a smile, "You aren't being paid so there is no need for your 'services'."
Nyx's reply to this was, simply, to take up his goblet and, following a sip of the dregs at the bottom of the thing, extract himself from his shadows. As he whispered across the short distance between his, now abandoned table, and hers, he subtly waved his goblet in Sarah's direction by way of requesting a refill. The barmaid nodded her confirmation and fetched the bottle as the Mith'ganni reached Tatiana's table and settled himself into the seat across from her. "You make many assumptions, my cousin," Nyx smiled coolly, his moon-eyed gaze slithering to the knot of soldiers and, then, back to Tatiana, "Who is to say that I am not being paid other than those parties who have offered the coin for my services? And, better, who is to say for what I might be receiving that payment, yes?"
Sarah arrived at the table, then, and wordlessly refilled Nyx's cup. This done, the barmaid's eyes flitted nervously from the Mith'ganni to the table where the three fighters continued in their hushed tones, and, finally, back to Tatiana whereupon she, at last managed something of a smile; "Another for you, m'lady?"
((OOC: Room for Tatiana's reply here,))
As Sarah scampered away, Nyx smiled across the table at the sorceress. "You have named me assassin more than once, this night, arwenamin," he said softly, "and, in that, perhaps, you are not mistaken. Who is to say, though, that I only get paid for the taking of lives, hm?"
Posted on 2016-04-06 at 07:00:46.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: Yay post!
Boo work!
Posted on 2016-04-05 at 12:28:06.
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Topic: AMC's The Walking Dead
Subject: Agreed to a point
I think there might a little too much "fluff" trying to build tension, in this episode, and, for all it was hyped to be since the mid-season premier, that ending was pretty "anti-climactic." I would have much rather gone out of season six knowing exactly who got the Lucille treatment. That would have been plenty cliffhangery enough for me. So, yeah, it was kind of a middle finger to the fan-base, in that respect.
That said, and making the following comments as a reader/fan of the comics and a watcher/fan of the TV series, I'm kind of looking forward to the Negan arc. Sure, it appears to be a no win situation for Rick and company, now, and, in a sense, it'll seem that way for a good while... Negan is like the Governor in a lot of respects and there are some definite parallels where the two are concerned, buuuuut Negan kind of makes the Governor look like Mr Rogers in full on comparison. The Governor was certainly running a totalitarian type system but, at least he did it from behind a veil of pseudo-democracy for a little while. Negan on the other hand is just right out there in the open about it... "All of this is MINE!"
Plus, Rick and company have some "lessons learned" that they've taken away from their encounters with the Gov and his ilk and, in this Negan arc, it it's done right, they'll get to employ quite a bit of those lessons learned to great effect.
While I'm not the greatest fan of how season 6 wrapped up, I don't think it got me quite as steamed as Olan.
Posted on 2016-04-05 at 11:39:46.
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty
Subject: More from the flight deck
Stardate 2365.02.08
USS Peregrine; Shuttlebay 2 - 1035
=/=Shuttle 01: Biometric Security Protocols configured,=/= Kook's voice announced over the comm, =/=Ready for remote synchronization, Flight Ops.=/=
=/=Flight Ops, acknowledged,=/=V'Lur answered, =/=Remote synchronization commencing.=/=
Inside the cockpit of the Type-18 the Peregrine's flight crew had dubbed Pod 01, Megan finished the last control-circuit shunt and reached up, tapping the console to initiate configuration of the ATO matrix. When the on-board computer chirped it's confirmation, Megan tapped her badge. "Pod 01: Biometric Security Protocols configured. Sync ‘er up, Yas."
=/=Acknowledged,=/= came the reply, =/=Syncing now.=/=
The glow of the conduits leading to and from the shuttlepod's Remote Operation Transponder shifted in color, changing first to a dim yellow, then flaring to green for a nanosecond, before returning to the familiar blue. Satisfied with her work, Megan nodded, replaced the access panel and, after crawling out from beneath the console, got to her feet and, with the swipe of a finger, sent Pod 01 into standby mode. As she stepped through the hatch and back on to the flight deck, she caught sight of the enormous Ensign Thomason as he clipped down the stairwell and into the bay.
"Mother Mary, th' man's a giant," Megan muttered to herself, unable, at the moment, to keep from gawking. She had caught a fleeting (and somewhat drunken) glimpse of the new Flight Control Officer, last night, of course, and, while she'd seen then that Thomason was, indeed, a mountain of a man, she'd also possibly attributed her initial estimation of his true size to intoxicated exaggeration. Seeing him, now, through sober eyes, though, Megan was possibly even more astounded at the sight of him.
She glimpsed SCPO Kukonnen on the other side of the shuttlebay in her peripheral vision, just then, as the man made his way from Shuttle 01 to Shuttle 02, and it tore her attention, however briefly, away from the new Ensign. "Kook!" She whistled, not terribly indiscreetly, to get the man's attention and, when he looked her way, she gestured toward the approaching Ensign Thomason with a subtle canting of her head. She couldn't help but grin when, as his eyes fell on Thomason, Kook's mouth dropped open and his eyes almost bugged out of his head.
WOW! he mouthed the word when his disbelieving gaze ticked back to Megan.
Told ya, she mouthed in response, HUGE!
Decorum overcame dumbfoundedness, then, and Kook barked out; "Officer on deck!" He and Megan snapped to attention.
((OOC: Presuming an "as you were" or somesuch from Hebert))
"Good morning, sir," Kook said, advancing to meet Thomason and extending a hand by way of a less ‘Starfleet-Formal' greeting, "I'm Senior Chief Petty Officer Maarti Kukonnen,"
((OOC: handshake assumed))
",and this," he continued as Megan, smiling brightly, scampered to his side, "is Petty Officer Second Class Megan Owen. You must be Ensign Thomason. Welcome aboard, sir."
"Yessir," Megan cheeped, offering her own tiny hand for a shake of the ensign's massive one, "Welcome ta th' Deck, Ensign Tiny, er, Thomason, Ensign Thomason, Sir,"
((OOC:Anything?))
"You'll have to forgive, Petty Officer Owen," SCPO Kukonnen chuckled, perhaps a bit uneasily, "She's got a habit of handing out nicknames. I've been ‘Kook' for almost eight months, now." He nudged Megan with an elbow; "Want to tell the Ensign what you call Lt Zai and Ensign P'Tammah?"
"Noooo," Megan had already begun to blush when ‘Ensign Tiny' made it, unchecked, past her lips, but, at Kook's prodding, that faint reddening of her cheeks flared into full life. She tried to will it away but couldn't quite manage it. She wanted to sock Kook in the arm, too, but didn't figure it'd be appropriate with Ensign Thomason standing right there. Instead, she squirmed in her own skin, forced herself to look Thomason in the eye (,not that it was easy from waaaaay down here,), and offered a sheepish little grin. "I am sorry, sir," she offered sincerely, "I've jus' been paddin' my duty shifts with studyin' for my bridge certification an' with th' hulabaloo tha' this mornin's been an' th' hangover I had from las' night an' rememberin' ta set up th' bloomin' ATO parameters before ya reconnect th' IO conduits ta th' bloody ROT I must've somehow shorted out my mind ta mouth filter.
Right, then," she chirped, her smile no longer the sheepish sort as, during the course of that single-breath-spiel, it had reverted to it's standard ‘brilliantly cheery' form, "Back to work for me, before I keep talkin' an' get myself inta trouble, Okay, bye."
With that, Megan skittered off towards Pod 02, leaving a blinking Thomason and a grinning Kukonnen in her wake.
"And that's just full impulse, sir," Kook said after a moment, "You should hear her when she goes to warp."
Posted on 2016-04-05 at 11:24:09.
Edited on 2016-04-05 at 11:24:48 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Star Trek: the Edge of Duty Q&A
Subject: I know...
...to punish myself, I'm wearing clothespins on my earlobes until after lunch.
Posted on 2016-04-05 at 09:38:02.
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