USS Incursion Interim Posting
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USS Incursion Interim Posting
ooc - As the illustrious Captain prepares our next mission, I think that it is time the crew gets to know each other a bit... say in the lounge as we travel to our next destination. I'll start it!
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It was the day after her encounter with the Reman that they still had down in the brig. She had sent her report and taken the longest shower of her life. Slipping on workout pants and a light linen t-shirt she had checked back in with medical on her shoulder. She was relieved that the wound had missed important arteries and that the medication and treatment that they had planned would work.
Waking up that morning, she had seen that she still was considered to be "off duty" and spent the morning slowly working out her shoulder, sending messages to her sister and her parents (leaving out the grim details for her parents, but exaggerating them for her sister).
Now, she was in the lounge, dressed in pink t-shirt that had a purple Klingon Targ on it that clashed nauseatingly with her orangish-red hair. She also had on shimmerly silver pants... all gifts from her sister, the fashionista. She grabbed a plate of pancakes, some bacon and sirup, milk and eggs and made her way to one of the tables. Being a small ship of no more than 50 crewmembers, there were not many lounges and so she expected someone to be in there.
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It was the day after her encounter with the Reman that they still had down in the brig. She had sent her report and taken the longest shower of her life. Slipping on workout pants and a light linen t-shirt she had checked back in with medical on her shoulder. She was relieved that the wound had missed important arteries and that the medication and treatment that they had planned would work.
Waking up that morning, she had seen that she still was considered to be "off duty" and spent the morning slowly working out her shoulder, sending messages to her sister and her parents (leaving out the grim details for her parents, but exaggerating them for her sister).
Now, she was in the lounge, dressed in pink t-shirt that had a purple Klingon Targ on it that clashed nauseatingly with her orangish-red hair. She also had on shimmerly silver pants... all gifts from her sister, the fashionista. She grabbed a plate of pancakes, some bacon and sirup, milk and eggs and made her way to one of the tables. Being a small ship of no more than 50 crewmembers, there were not many lounges and so she expected someone to be in there.
Celeste Day- Apprentice
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Location : USS Incursion - Manning the Guns!
Re: USS Incursion Interim Posting
Pete walked into the mess lounge, still feeling a little worse for wear, glad that the lounge was quiet. He walked over the the replicator and ordered him self a strong Romulan espresso, and a full butter croissant.
It was then he looked over and noticed Ensign Day sat on a table on her own.
"Easy Lt. Easy..." Lt. Cmd Mitchell said to him self, before making his way over to the table.
"Excuse me Ensign, is anybody sitting here?"
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It was then he looked over and noticed Ensign Day sat on a table on her own.
"Easy Lt. Easy..." Lt. Cmd Mitchell said to him self, before making his way over to the table.
"Excuse me Ensign, is anybody sitting here?"
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Hatter3127- Executive Officer
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Re: USS Incursion Interim Posting
"Excuse me Ensign, is anybody sitting here?"
Celeste looked up. She noticed the ranking officer standing with a tray of food. She shook her head and nodded to the chair opposite herself. "Knock yourself out, Lieutenant", she said taking another bite of pancakes. She became acutely aware of the the image that she presented, but at this moment, she really didn't care. As the Lieutenant sat down, she moved her tray over. "So how is life at the top of the food change?"
(tag - sorry so delayed; school's been busy)
Celeste looked up. She noticed the ranking officer standing with a tray of food. She shook her head and nodded to the chair opposite herself. "Knock yourself out, Lieutenant", she said taking another bite of pancakes. She became acutely aware of the the image that she presented, but at this moment, she really didn't care. As the Lieutenant sat down, she moved her tray over. "So how is life at the top of the food change?"
(tag - sorry so delayed; school's been busy)
Celeste Day- Apprentice
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(Don't worry about it, I COMPLETELY know how that is!!!)
"So how is life at the top of the food change?"
"Honestly?" Mitchell asked, taking a long pull on his coffee "I keep having this recurring dream where I am drowning in Padds, full of reports about the billion little things that keeps this ship running." Pete laughs off half heartedly. "If somebody in the Academy that the job of an Executive officer was 1 part command, 5 parts administrative, then I'd have dropped out and become a marine." And he takes another pull on the hot beverage, draining the mug. "And please, call me Pete. I'm not on duty... well technically."
"So how is life at the top of the food change?"
"Honestly?" Mitchell asked, taking a long pull on his coffee "I keep having this recurring dream where I am drowning in Padds, full of reports about the billion little things that keeps this ship running." Pete laughs off half heartedly. "If somebody in the Academy that the job of an Executive officer was 1 part command, 5 parts administrative, then I'd have dropped out and become a marine." And he takes another pull on the hot beverage, draining the mug. "And please, call me Pete. I'm not on duty... well technically."
Hatter3127- Executive Officer
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