Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Aged By Silver Birch (TAG Cochrane)

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in Aged By Silver Birch (TAG Cochrane)

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Aged By Silver Birch (TAG Cochrane)
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Oh it had been a long day, and Revna had a sick feeling in her gut that things were only going down hill from there. She needed a drink, and she didn’t want to drink alone. That was a nasty habit. Of course who she’d rather have a drink with she couldn’t which just cycled the issue. Plus what she wanted to rant over would fall on far too understanding and eager ears. That made her smile.

There was only one person on board she really knew well enough to be willing to share a drink with. And unless her instincts had failed her, and that was something she was working through, that someone needed a drink more than she did. Grabbing a round bottle filled with a honey gold liquid. What she wanted was an amber filled bottle in a black velvet bag, but that wasn’t here either.

Minutes later Revna stepped off the lift down the corridor, and rang the chime on Cochrane’s quarters.

McKenzie, DA

There was an almost minute delay, but finally the door opened. Cochrane stood in the doorway, his uniform on but his jacket open. “Mrs. McKenzie? Is everything all right? What can I do for you?” Alex asked with a slightly confused look on his face.

Cochrane, CO

“Cpt. Cochrane. What in Helheim! I need a drink and unless I’m totally daft so do you. Whisky right?” She offered the bottle, “You’ll love this then. And I hate drinkin’ alone.”
McKenzie, DA

Alex paused for a second and then simply stepped aside and held out an arm. “Do come in. And you aren’t wrong…”

Alex

Revna walked in pulled the tab on the wax, and with ease from experience born from knowing how her sister sealed bottles, popped the cork. She passed the bottle to him. “My sister made that. Calls it ‘honeyed whisky’. It’s aged about 12 years. That’s how long she’s been making it. It’s going to go down sweet, smooth, smokey and no kickback. You’ll realize what got ahold of you about the time you get 4 good pulls in you.” She leaned against a chair and levelled her gaze at him. “What was that?” and she waved out towards the corridor and the arrival of FedSec employee Luke Wyatt.

McKenzie, DA

Alex held up a finger and then went to the comms terminal and sent a message to Zef saying McKenzie was there to discuss the Wyatt issue and he’d send word when they were done. He then took two glasses from a cabinet, poured them three-galuartees full each, looked at the bottle approvingly, and said “Ah yes… Mr. Wyatt.” and he indicated a seat. “Please, be seated Mrs. McKenzie

Revna took a seat in one of the chairs to the side of the interesting table, and then the glass he passed to her, and really looked around.

His quarters were set up with the doorway in the middle of a large living space. A couch sat below the large window that made up the wall opposite the door, and a low but very sturdy-looking and oddly disturbing table sat in front if it flanked by large chairs on either side. To the right of the door was a desk set so that a person sitting there would have their back in the far right corner of the room which, in turn, was flanked by bookcases similar to the ones in the Captain’s Ready Room. To the left of the door was a small kitchen with a tall table and chairs sat on the door side of the kitchen island which held the sink. Past the sink was a cooking surface and a replicator and cabinets. The surface was barren, but showed signs that it was used frequently.

In the far left corner near the window sat the assortment of musical instruments on stands: bass guitar, upright bass, and a saxophone. In the far opposite corner was a small piano, a cello, and a guitar.

Music The presence of the instruments put her both at ease and made her lonely. It was okay to be lonely though, and though the feeling wasn’t fleeting she could put it aside.

As he sat in one of the chairs he sighed. “Mr. Wyatt was the former Chief of Security here. He had a… rocky… tenure. And to be fair, it wasn’t all his doing. He never quite found his rhythm here… and I didn’t really help. There were some extenuating circumstances that made his job much more complicated than it should have been. That, coupled with a dalliance with a crew member who was mentally and emotionally vulnerable, caused more than a bit of friction. He left under quite the cloud. Now as to his arrival… I knew about that at the same time you did. Definitely not my idea. But I will say he is a very capable person. You could have worse working for you, that’s for certain.”

Cochrane

Revna nodded, “Lt Cmdr Calloway. Not hard to put together. Wyatt’s very first order of business off the shuttle made it obvious. His body language on emphasized the intensity of his emotions. She’s engaged now to a lovely man by the name of Daggum.” Revna grinned, “Which I’m sure you know. I hope her finding her happiness doesn’t cause an issue with Mr Wyatt.” She took a long pull off the glass, eyes closed, savoring the flavor. It reminded her of early summers on the North Sea, staring up at the clouds as the long boats rocked over the waves. She rested the glass against the arm of the chair and looked over at Cochrane. “Now I don’t know about that. I seriously doubt Mr Wyatt is here to actually work for me. Oh he will it’s part of the reason he is here, but sitting beside me just to whisper, ‘Hey we could take them,’ or ‘maybe we should back off, they’re bigger than us’ is not reason for FedSec to send me an advisor. One that I still have yet to hear from Ambassador S’Tek about. Which is odd. But there is no doubt in my mind that FedSec has other goals for Mr Wyatt.” She pointed out the window, “And if FedSec thinks I’m too dumb to realize that, their....oh gods…this is giving me a headache....you do know what my husband is famous for, right?”

McKenzie, DA

Alex smiled and took a drink. “Oh, that I do indeed. Now one must say… it’s is a very good song.” and he chuckled. “I wonder if Mr. Wyatt is a fan?” he mused with a grin.

Cochrane, CO

“Oh I totally agree, but then I’m biased.” Revna took a large swallow of the drink and then laughed, “Well if he’s going to spend any time in or around my office he will be, it plays almost non-stop.”

McKenzie, DA

Cochrane laughed and said “Oh… he’s gonna love that.” and he paused for a moment and said “Have you dealt much with FedSec, Mrs. McKenzie?”

Cochrane, CO

Revna thought back, “Only once. I had an officer who wanted left the fleet and took a job with them. FedSec wanted his psychological profile, but didn’t want to wait for all the paperwork to go through the slow channels. There was some back and forth to get the correct paperwork. But no not really.”

McKenzie, DA

Cochrane nodded and said “You should have a talk with Lieutenant Commander Calloway, then. Ask her about her new step-dad. Maybe ask for a meeting. I think you will find it… informative.” and he took a drink.

Cochrane, CO

Revna contemplated that as she sipped from the glass. “He the guy that brought the shine to the wake? Really need to introduce him to my younger sister. They probably would have quite the conversation about the creation of spirits, if they got past the keeping secrets and managed not to offend each others’ results. I’ll ask her about it. Why do you think FedSec recruited Wyatt? Then sent him back to Manhattan knowing the terms on which he left?”

McKenzie, DA

Alex shrugged and said “Luke is a valuable asset; in terms of ability, knowledge, training, and personality. Not many like him, so it isn’t surprising to me he got recruited. So FedSec in my experience is not what you would expect form a secret police force… because let’s be honest, they are a secret police force. But they are not IStar FLeet Intelligence. No… in my experience, FedSec is what Intel would be if they had a dedicated purpose and moral compass. They do some shady stuff, for certain… but I’ve never known them to do it without the greater good in mind.”

Cochrane, CO

Revna nodded. “Now Star Fleet Intelligence I am more familiar with than I want to be. Individually I like the people, as a…’department’ within Star Fleet…well there are some words a lady should never repeat.” She glanced out the window and then back. “You know I took this job because in general I like people, learning about them, and to sound slightly naïve, making friends. I didn’t sign up to be sneaky. I’m all for playing pranks, but sneaky like a secret police force is not in my wheel house.”

McKenzie

“I’m fairly certain that is why they sent him, then. Diplomacy and espionage go hand in hand, after all.” and he took a sip. “This really is very good. Your sister is quite talented. I know an Orion that would probably try and marry her just for access.” and he grinned.

Cochrane

“So I’ve been told.” Her tone made it clear she didn’t like it. It wasn’t how Revna worked with people. “As long as it doesn’t get me stabbed or shot.” Revna stared into the honey gold liquid in her cup. “I will send along your compliments. Ragna started helping our Da when she was 10 in the meadery. At 15 she went to the Scandinavian Brewing College, and then started working on this. As for this Orion he’s welcome to purchase it. My Da ships anywhere as long as they are willing to pay the fees. As for marriage....I don’t think her husband would like that very much. Though from what I’ve been told…he might enjoy the exercise.”

McKenzie

Alex laughed and said “Now, I may not know who your sister is married to, but unless it’s a polyamorous relationship with multiple Klingons and maybe a Naussican or two, I will be willing to bet that Commander Mardusk could take him.” and he laughed again and took a drink.

Cochrane

Revna fought really hard to keep from spitting out her drink. The image of Ragna, her short tempered baby sister, swordswoman extraordinaire, and completely shy and unfamiliar with love being in a polyamorous relationship of any kind was....she started to laugh. “Not even close. more laughter Oh, now there might be....multiple Klingons and a few Naussican’s involved, but it won’t be amorous. She’d likely be taking them on in a very unfair fight.” Revna paused to catch her breath. “Her husband is Mike’s cousin. Big, Huge, Strapping Scott. Has a sword as big as he is and knows how to use it, apparently. Took out two Andorian’s bare handed in 1 solid kick and two punches. Gravel has sheer size and force behind him, but I think he and Gravel would get along. They share the same true north on their moral compasses. They’d probably just look at each other, and share a few bottles of Seamus’ personal whisky. I’m told it’s very good, but if I want any I have to go home to get it.” Revna grinned, “Now however, if we’re talking my other sister, my twin. Yeah it might be a few Klingons, Naussican’s, and probably a Zaladan or three.”

McKenzie