USS Asimov
Hideout Fallout - Closed - Sidesim
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Hideout Fallout - Closed - Sidesim
Posted by Lieutenant Miranda Martel (Chief Engineer) in Hideout Fallout - Closed - Sidesim
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Returned to the moment she seemed to relax a bit, focusing on him once more. “I didn’t think anybody was still hanging around then. I’m not sure if she was having a really good day or I was having an off day. But it was fun. I need to get back into training regularly. Especially if we get into CQB on the ship. Everybody’s had basic combat at the academy, and anybody who wants to go on away missions has to keep up on qualifying. But… well, more is better. I’ve been a decent shot since I was a kid. But plinking is one thing. Range day is another. And actually keeping up on Battle Drill Six, well that’s different.” Operations people were expected to be more combat ready than the other departments anyway, and worked as a supplement to dedicated security teams. But it was always a good idea to be able to integrate and work with one seamlessly. Fill in the gaps, stay liquid. High speed, low drag.
Martel
Ridad took a pull off of his drink. He picked up a taste for it at the Academy: Cheerwine. “There’s a lot to it, and we always have open practices for all kinds of things going on, all shifts. Chief insists that no one miss out because of scheduling. You come by any time. Hopefully it won’t come to that though. Once we get this shipment of Marine armor and weapons, our strike teams will have the last of what they need. And they’re good if I do say so myself.” He grinned and flexed just slightly, poking fun at himself. “Seriously though, come by when we’re running trainings. I’m happy to help.” He grinned at her over his glass, “And if you do I can keep an eye on all those assets of yours.”
Ridad
She gave him a small nod. “I may have to take you up on that.” Was it an idle promise? She wasn’t sure. There was never any telling how tired she would be after getting her hands dirty with the rest of her team. Dealing with people all day. Staff meetings. Her own constant battles and struggles. But she at least wanted to, on some level. “I’d hope you’d have a decent team there. But I guess we’ll get to see how good they really are. Though I don’t envy the job you gotta do.”
Martel
“Chief works us hard. Her simulations are killer, but they work. Wish she was going, but if her training is good, her computer and hacking is better. She’ll be devastating from the bridge.” He picked up an apple wedge and popped it in his mouth. He watched for face for a moment while he ate. “So how’s the head?”
Ridad
“It’s small, and broken. But still good.” She paused. “Yeah. Still good.” She drained half the water bottle that was left and crushed it down, screwed the lid back on. “It’s mostly better. I still need to finish my food.”
To that point, she took another good sized bite of pancake and downed it. “As for training, well, the more you sweat the less you’ll bleed. Better to die in a simulation and learn than doing it for real. You generally only get to do that once. And I’d rather not lose any friends. Or at least anybody I like on this run.”
Martel