Posted by Lieutenant Helena Laursen (Helm/Nagivation Officer) in side - sim: Dead Letter Office?

Posted by Captain Marceau Renault (Commanding Officer) in side - sim: Dead Letter Office?

Posted by Lieutenant Helena Laursen (Helm/Nagivation Officer) in side - sim: Dead Letter Office?
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NE Zuwiki and NPO Mills were clearing out the cargo bay. It had been a rather quick load and then leave from Beta Station. Then there was that whole issue with the dog, Sgt Nessa. No one wanted to deal with cargo after that, afraid of what other missed placed items they might find. Zuwiki and Mills were assigned the job of getting the bay cleared out and organized.

“Aww man, captain is gonna be POed,” Zuwikie muttered.

Mills waslked over, “Why’s that? Find an empty crate of guns or something?”

“Nu uh, package here for him. Looks like it was shipped over night to make it to the ship. And we’re over a month out.”

Mills shrugged, “It happens, and not like this is Renault’s first ship side assignment. He knows how things go.” Mills looked at it again, “That can’t be right, why would Lt Laursen ship him a package when she was on board?”

Zuwiki grinned, “Or do you think it’s a seceret? You know I heard those two…”

“Knock that off. Rumors and gossip. We haven’t got time for that. Besides look, it says it’s from a Dunna Laursen. And last I checked Lt Laursen’s name is Helena. Oh…do you think it’s from her family for her?”

“Why would they address it to Cpt Renault? Oh maybe they thought it had to go through the captain?” Zuwiki said.

“Helena has been in the service over 13 years, I doubt this is the first time her family sent a care package. Maybe they aren’t related at all. Just a coincidence.” Miller shrugged. He didn’t have time for speculation. He wanted to get the bay cleared.

“Well what do you think it is? Maybe some surprise for the Lt? I heard they have served together a long time. I mean they have to be close if he’s getting…” Zuwiki would be on this all night.

Miller lifted the box and shoved it at Zuwiki, “Here you take it the captain and you can ask him. I’ve got work to do.”

Not thinking about how awkward it would be for him to grill his captain about his personal deliveries, Zuwiki took off for deck C to deliver the box to Cpt Renault. He stopped outside his quarters and rang the chime and waited. All kinds of scenarios running through his head.

Nosey NEs

Marceau let the door open. Off shift, he was in casual wear, Helena’s necklace hidden under a plain cotton shirt. “Ensign Zuwiki?” He asked, looking at the officer, and then the box in the Ensign’s hands. “What’s that?”

~ Capt Renault

“Hello Cap,” the young Ensign replied rather cheerily, the coughed, “Umm, ahem, I mean Captain Renault. We found this package addressed for you while we were organizing the cargo hold.” Oh why not, maybe he might learn something. “But we think it might have been meant for Lt Laursen. Sent from a Dunna Laursen. Thought maybe they didn’t know how to send a package through.” He held out the larger box for Renault.

Zuwiki

Marceau had wondered if she was going to send something. Dúnna usually did, but it must have barely made the ship and then been lost. They’d been in such a hurry when they left space dock, a lot of the cargo had been poorly organized and misplaced. That was, after all, how they ended up with a ship dog.

He smiled and took the box from the Ensign, “No, it’s mine.” He wasn’t giving away anything else. That poker face that frustrated Helena, Zuwiki was now on the recieving end of it. “Thank you for bringing it to me.”

~ Capt Renault

“Oh, you’re welcome, Sir. Happy to help.” Then Zuwiki, unsure if the captain was really pleased, or angry at his false attempt to help by asking questions, hurried away. Mills laughed no end at Zuwiki’s attempt.

Zuwiki

Marceau put shoes on, and then excitedly took the box and headed down to Helena’s quarters. He hadn’t been angry at the Ensign at all. He was happy to have gotten the box, but also had wanted to avoid more rumors about himself and Helena… It wasn’t going to help that he was now going to see her. Oh, well.

He stopped at her door and knocked, then stood and waited with the box.

~ Marceau