USS Asimov
Side Sim - Calloway and Pikelsimer, Head in The Cloud
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Side Sim - Calloway and Pikelsimer, Head in The Cloud
Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in Side Sim - Calloway and Pikelsimer, Head in The Cloud
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Side Sim - Calloway and Pikelsimer, Head in The Cloud
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
“Scan this.” Boyd said to one of the security officers. As they waited, he looked at Elaine. “We are… but still…” and he shook his head in a We’ll talk in private manner. He turned his attention to Security. They ran a scan and said “Well… nothing is dinging but see can’t see inside. We’re gonna have to-” and Boyd held up a finger. “Nope. Not happenin’. I’ll take responsibility for it. Thanks.” The officer took a breath to protest, paused, and then just shook their head and motioned them forward.
Boyd led them to their quarters, pausing just long enough to get the information that they had less than ten hours to move over to the new ship, which they were getting ready to move to dock with right then.
Once inside their quarters, Micah looked at Shara and said “Okay… what the hell?!”
Pikelsimer
Her eyes narrowed. “You didn’t know about this?” Shara asked, her character of Elaine falling away as easily as it was generated. Her mind was working through the various scenarios and how it would complicate their mission. On the surface, it didn’t, but it spoke to something deeper that Shara was far more concerned with.
~Shara
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“Hell no I didn’t know about this! Are you crazy?” and he shook his head. “I swear by everything thats holy, never in my life have I seen a starship captain sell their own ship right out from underneath themself. That is a move I wouldn’t ‘a seen coming in a thousand years.”
Pikelsimer
Shara rubbed her face, more than fatigue settling in. The sensation hovering under the surface was an uncomfortable one and she needed to breath in order to push it away. “I just…” She shook her head. “Shall we see what’s in the case?” she said flatly.
~Shara
Micah rubbed his face with his flesh hand and said “Yeah… might as well.” and he flopped down on the couch and looked at the case. “No signs of booby traps, so here we go.” He tapped the latches with his metal fingers and they slid open and the case lid rose a fraction of an inch. Micah leaned over and looked inside and then shrugged and opened the case.
Inside were four pistols, matched in pairs. One set black, and one set deep dark red. And not just any pistols. Micah whistled softly. “These are Son’a disruptors… pretty heavily modified ones, at that.” He lifted one out of the box and looked it over with an expert eye. “Damn, hun… match set trigger assembly with DNA-locked firing studs, Caldarian targeting set and deuterium inlaid barrel with ferrous carbonite shielding… shit, you could fire this thing for hours and it wouldn’t heat up.” He smiled and looked at the others, going over each of them in turn. “Somebody paid a lot for these… and they meant business with ‘em too. These things’ll punch a hole in Marine Combat Armor, for f#ck’s sake.” He looked up at Shara and grinned. “Oh… we are gonna get in so much trouble with these.” and he laughed.
Micah