Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (FedSec Agent) in Side Sim - Commander Calloway’s Quarters - White Lightning and Black Ops

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim - Commander Calloway’s Quarters - White Lightning and Black Ops

Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (FedSec Agent) in Side Sim - Commander Calloway’s Quarters - White Lightning and Black Ops
It was late, but that never stopped him. Federation Security Agent Micah Pikelsimer looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He was dressed as he had been on his arrival: casual clothes with a nice leather jacket. But after the planning session and discussion with the Command staff, he had come back and eaten dinner by himself. He cleaned up, and then put on a cologne his sister had sent him from home. It smelled of the woods, with just a hint of leather and bourbon. He went to the table where his bag was kept and reached inside and pulled out two jars with screw on lids. Inside sloshed a clear liquid. Holding the glass jars in his non-metal hand, he made sure he was presentable and then left his room.

A few minutes later, he arrived at the door he sought. Rather than pressing the chime, he used the metal hand on his left side to knock, the metal-on-metal ringing softly through the quiet passageway. He then leaned on the side of the door frame and waited.

Pikelsimer

In her guest quarters, Shara had begun to unwind. The pins holding her long wavy brown hair had come out, and she had changed into what had become her ‘off-duty uniform’: black slacks and a grey top. This time it was sleeveless, much like the standard issue undershirts she had worn much of her ‘above board’ career.

Investigating the tapping, her well-trained instincts made her cautious as she approached the door. Her first thought was that it might be Faye, but she discarded that immediately. Faye wasn’t the type to knock quietly.

The slid open and if Shara was surprised to see Pikelsimer there, it wasn’t evident. Her pale blue eyes took him in and she certainly didn’t miss the jars in his hand. “Sorry, I’m not sure I’m interested in what you’re selling,” she said lightly.

~Shara Calloway

Micah grinned and said “Who says I’m selling anything? I just asked tha computer to direct to me to the best damn view on the ship and it sent me here.” And he gave her a long look and another smile. “Can’t say it was wrong in the slightest, though.” and he winked.

Amusement tugged at her mouth. He was smooth, that was for certain. But that sort of talk could get old pretty fast. She’s seen and done too much to be easily swayed by it… for the most part.

“So, you gonna invite me in, or do I haveta stand out here and drink this all by my lonesome?” and he held up the two jars.

Pikelsimer

“Accepting a drink from a strange man, that certainly sounds risky. Not the riskiest thing I’ve ever done, nor the stupidest.” Shara gave a small gesture with her head and moved off towards the sofa, her footsteps expectedly soft and quiet.

Settling herself on the sofa, she crossed her legs and draped her arms over the back and sides, unafraid of taking the space she wanted and needed. The space around her was much as it had been the day she had arrived, with a few notable exceptions: she had made more functional workstation at the desk meant to be able to the do the proper work she expected might always be required of her, even though she was technically on ‘leave’. As Cochrane had pointed out, this mess hadn’t been concluded yet.

On the desk next to the dual computer setup was the only personal effect: a photo of her, Edward and Faye (about ten at the time) outside their home on Tracken II. Other than that, there was no evidence she had been living here the last couple weeks. It was immaculate and perhaps not so unexpectedly, she could up and leave in a moment’s notice if it was required.

~Shara Calloway