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On The Way To The Forum

Posted on Mon Dec 2nd, 2019 @ 2:07am by Captain Logan Barrett & Commander Nokomis Diza & Lieutenant JG Willian Targaryen
Edited on on Mon Dec 2nd, 2019 @ 8:13am

Mission: Mission 2: Pyramids & Spirals
Location: Deck 34 - Bulk Consumables Storage
Timeline: MD 03 - 0800 Hours

Darcy Blair leaned against the wall of bulk consumables storage room and sighed. She'd imagined a glamorous life flying through the stars and this wasn't what she'd had in mind at all. She never got to see the stars until she went to bed at night and caught the view on the way to her shared quarters. "What do you think is happening on the bridge?" she asked the person closest to her.

Ensign Jack Evans leaned against the bulkhead and sipped his morning coffee. His brain wasn't really functioning yet and he blinked a few times while he considered the question. "What do you mean?" he answered with a yawn.

"You're not a morning person are you?" She grinned. "I mean that I heard the first officer was in a bit of trouble. Got herself locked up on the planet or something. Smithe in waste reclamation was talking about it. He said he heard it from a pretty reliable source, some night bridge officer. Plus . . . when she's not on the bridge, people have seen her come out of his quarters quite a few times. Think there's something going on there too?"

Evans blinked a few times as he listened to the excited woman ramble on about her suspicions. He offered a shrug to the last bit. "I dunno, Blair. That sounds a bit far fetched. She's the 'ex-oh' after all. I'm sure she meets with the captain outside of the bridge." He picked up a tricorder and began scanning the containers loaded with supplies for the inventory they needed to complete. "As for getting into trouble, that's exactly why away teams are a bad place to be. All it takes is picking up the wrong rock and then you're in deep trouble."

Willian Targaryen was not far away, listening carefully to what was being said by the new arrivals in the Bulk Consumables Storage room. Shifting slightly he looked to see if he could identify the arrivals, but he knew little about the crew of the Orion yet. He knew that if he was seen it would be over for him, so he had to be careful not to be detected. Using all the training he had he was certain that a Jeffries Tube entry wasn't far from here. If he could get to it then he'd be able to escape.

He started backing up when he bumped a Cargo Pod. The pod was lighter than he'd expected and it began to shake, a small hyperspanner falling from the top of it and skidding across the deck.

The sound made Darcy turn. She looked down as a hyperpanner stopped right next to her boot. She bent down, picked it up and made her way over the person who had dropped it. "Here you go. I guess you heard that . . . we were just teasing," she said, eyeing him carefully as if trying to figure out if he'd been upset by what she implied.

Targaryen tugged on his uniform tunic, quickly accepting the hyperspanner, "Sorry about that. I'm just all thumbs today." He smiled, disarmingly, as he held the unit. "Well, I'll get out of your hair..."

She folded her hands behind her back and rocked up on her toes a bit. "What's your name?" Having not seen him before, her curiosity was kicking into full gear.

He stopped in his tracks as he approached the door, "Me? My name is Marxus. I only came aboard recently in the Security division."

"So then why did you have a hyperspanner and what are you doing in here? Investigating a murder?" She smiled, tilting her head to one side slightly. "The death of a carrot? Perhaps it was stolen and it's that crime you've come to solve? Relax Marxus, I don't really care. Come talk with us," She held out her hand to him as if he'd forgotten the way back.

He let out a nervous laugh, "I'd love to, but I need to get a report to the Security Chief. If you'd excuse me?"

Darcy pouted and put her hands on her hips. She looked back toward Jack. "Well that was odd."

'Marxus' debated heading toward the door, but realized he was pushing his luck with this exchange by not staying longer. He looked back at the couple and kept a disarming smile. "Sorry," he said politely, "I just am concerned about making a good impression being new to the Orion."

Not intending for him to hear her, she spun around when she discovered he hadn't left after all. "Well I don't imagine there's a lot going on at the moment in security, did you say it was? Well the XO is missing, there's a rumor she's been arrested but that's all down on the planet and you're up here."

"Really? You don't hear something like that every day. What did the commander do?" Marxus tried to keep up the conversation and seem as friendly as possible.

"Well, it's just a rumor . . . . but apparently she stole something that the natives weren't too happy about." Darcy shrugged. "I guess she's still down on the planet. I heard they were holding her there."

"Has to be something serious if they're willing to hold a starship's 'ex-oh', rumor or not," he smiled as he said it. "Wonder what it was and why the security chief hasn't given more details on it."

"No idea . . . . Why don't you ask her?" Darcy was only teasing him. "Well, I should get back to work. But we're having drinks at twenty-two hundred in the lounge if you want to join us?"

"I may take you up on that," he answered. He continued to play off the banter to keep things as kosher as possible, "Always so quiet?"

"Pretty much here. This is the place you get sent when you get put on report for gossiping too much." Darcy admitted. "But I like talking to people and what else is there to talk about other than what happens on this ship?"

For his part, Ensign Evans listened to the conversation but sensed that this new arrival was acting a bit odd. It didn't exactly make sense that a new security officer just so happened to be on deck thirty-six. "Was there a specific reason that security responded all the way down here, sir? Perhaps I should notify our supervisor Lieutenant Trax of the situation.

He held the hyperspanner, "I was just on the lookout for the hyperspanner. It had gone missing." He paused a moment, "I really should get up to my meeting with the Security Chief. If you'll excuse me."

Darcy looked at Jack. "I think you chased him off." She knew he'd been lying to her, but still . . . she wasn't going to find out anything about the man now.

Evans shrugged as the form of the other officer vanished around a corner. "That was an odd encounter... And why would someone in security be wearing a red uniform?" He made a mental note to notify Lieutenant Trax as soon as possible.



Lieutenant JG Willian Targaryen
Chief Intelligence Officer, USS Orion

 

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