Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Allison Devlin (Chief Of Security) in Holodeck

Posted by Ensign Simon Starr (Security JO) in Holodeck

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Allison kept the pace slower once Starr caught up with her so that they could continue to chat a bit. This was her favorite way to get in the exercise her position required: with a distraction.

“Well, it’s a Starfleet ship,” she responded with a smile. “I’m sure that I’ll stop getting lost eventually. My first assignment was on a different class of ship. How about you? You’ve been on board longer than I have… any secret areas I should know about?”

Lieut (j.g.) Devlin, COS

Keeping pace, Simon remembered how he had to find his way around when he first was assigned to the ship.

Simon nodded “I know that feeling, and well, I wouldn’t be surprised if the Engineers and Doctors have their secret compartments, but I haven’t got any of my own, yet,” he said in a jokey way. “I’ve found it OK, the self-guided tour that was recommended to me by the doctor did well in helping me learn the place, there are still places I haven’t been yet though, my duties haven’t taken me that way as of yet,” he answered.

Ensign Simon Starr, Security

“That’s probably a good thing,” Allison responded with a laugh. “I’m sure we’ll find all the secret hidey holes soon enough with all of the trouble the crew has already gotten up to.” Slowing her jog down to a walk, she wiped a droplet of sweat off her face. “I think that’s enough exercise for me for one day,” she commented, lifting one ankle behind her to stretch out her legs. She gave him a playful critical eye and queried, “important question - what’s your favorite meal?”

Lieut (j.g.) Devlin, COS

As Devlin slowed, Starr followed suit noticing they were finishing up. He stretched out his muscles and begun a set of cool-down stretches to ensure that he got the most out of the exercise. “I personally like a good shepherd’s pie, topped with Parmesan cheese, but I don’t get it that often out here, the replicators just don’t do it as well as my mother,” he replied with a slight smile.

“But then again, the replicators can never pull it off quite as good as back home on the farm, fresh crops made for a very different flavor from what we get on board ships, so I guess I can make do with that, as a treat,” he said smiling. “Though, I don’t think it will save us in a crises” he chuckled.

Ensign Simon Starr, Security