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Bang, Clang, Hammer and Twist! - Open

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Bang, Clang, Hammer and Twist! - Open

Posted by Lieutenant Miranda Martel (Chief Engineer) in Bang, Clang, Hammer and Twist! - Open

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Bang, Clang, Hammer and Twist! - Open
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It was late afternoon, getting toward evening in the ship’s shift rotation. Miranda was officially off duty. There were other senior chiefs that took the other shifts, but she was still on call when things went sideways. Despite how things were going, she felt no small amount of frustration. And counseling wasn’t.... It just wasn’t. So it was she made her way into her quarters, stripped out of uniform and into civies. Dark pants, boots, a comfortable shirt, then a long-sleeved starched top over it that already had a few burn holes in it, small, but if one looked they could spot them. Her hair went up into a bandana. It wasn’t a flattering look, but… it was meant for work. A different kind of work.

Grabbing a heavy tool bag she slipped out and then down the corridor. Moments later the door to Gadi’s quarters slid open and Miranda stepped inside, casting her gaze about. Making her way to the drink station the Lieutenant Commander kept stocked, she pulled out a thermos from her bag and went to setting it up for some tea. Bethany had left a standing invitation to come on in and make some whenever she wanted. At least that was what Miranda had understood, and she hoped that agreement still stood. Or this was gonna get very bad, very fast, if she took exception to it.

Miranda, totally not being sketchy

Bethany usually worked alpha shift. That’s when most of the senior staff was on shift, but she was also always on call. And if Elias was on board she was watching him. She had just finished the hand over when she got an alert on her PaDD. Checking it brought up a video feed of her quarters, and Miranda making herself tea. Good the woman needed to feel she had friends and was secure.

It was a short ride down to her quarters. She walked in, “Hey Miranda.” And she went about her new routine of looking to see if anything was missing.

Gadi

As the hatch opened, Miranda jerked ever so slightly, then glanced over her shoulder. Seeing it was Bethany, she relaxed, especially when the woman used her given name. “Hey,” she echoed back, then sat her items down on the work space so she wouldn’t drop them. Considering for a moment she chewed her bottom lip, then turned around. “Sorry for …” She gestured around vaguely. “But I didn’t wanna go down to the mess hall. And you said…” Her face heated. Clearing her throat she straightened up. What was wrong with her?

Bethany nodded as she collapsed into one of her chairs. “I did say, and I told you then. I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t mean it.” But she was really going to have to clean up. By some standards this was neat, but not for her. Oh well, time for some adulting. “Any time, help yourself.” She laid her head back and stared out the window behind her.

Studying Beth for a moment she tilted her head. “You look more wiped out than I feel. Are you okay?”

“I uh… while I have you here… I was wondering if I could borrow your karambit knife you had the other day. Just for a few minutes.” She’d liked the design, and well, she wanted to try something related to it.

Miranda, a glowing idiot

Bethany raised her head and looked at Miranda. “My karambit? Sure, but only if you tell me why.”

Gadi

“Uh, well. I can tell you, or I can show you,” she said, dropping her sealed thermos into her bag. Bag in hand, she made her way over then offered her free hand. “Come on.”

Miranda

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