Posted by Lieutenant Helena Laursen (Helm/Navigation Officer) in Side sim: Faced Fears and… Wrecked Quarters

Posted by Captain Marceau Renault (Commanding Officer) in Side sim: Faced Fears and… Wrecked Quarters

Posted by Lieutenant Helena Laursen (Helm/Navigation Officer) in Side sim: Faced Fears and… Wrecked Quarters
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After things had calmed down, Marceau excused himself from the bridge and left the Commander in charge. He stepped off the bridge and onto the lift with shaky legs. He looked as though he’d been on a rollercoaster far too intense for him. He stepped off the lift and went to his own quarters.

The door opened, and… His things were a mess. Strewn about the room. The room was no longer decompressed, but it clearly had been. Parts of the room, and his belongings, were charred and burnt, including the bed.

He stood in the doorway for several moments, and then leaned on the wall nearby.

~ Capt Renault

Helena had left the bridge long before, but she had been piloting shuttle’s back and forth from the criminal cargo ships and the planet. After docking the and securing the shuttle, she had stopped in the galley for tea and a meal bar.

She stepped off the lift on C deck and noticed the light from an open cabin door, further down the corridor. She turned to see who it might be. It had been a rough go, and they needed to look out for each other.

It was Marceau’s door. She walked down the corridor and stepped just in the door. She blew out a breath. “You know what my mom would say. Chamomile and lavender tea. Then toss us rubber gloves and cleaning solution.”

Lt. Laursen, Helm/Navigation Officer

Marceau turned and looked relieved to see it was Helena. “There was a fire, Helena, what is cleaning solution going to fix?” He asked, shaking his head. He looked shaky and pale and upset. “I think some of my things were sucked out while it was decompressed.”

~ Capt Renault

Helena shrugged, “Not sure, but you know my mom. When in doubt, tea and cleaning. Come on, I’ll help you collect your things, take inventory. I can send a message ahead to mom for anything you lost, okay?” Helena moved further into the room and began picking up things from the floor. Items what were not damaged were put back in place. Those that were she set on his desk to be looked at later.

Lt. Laursen, Helm/Navigation Officer

Marceau wanted to help. It wasn’t her job to clean up his quarters. But he’d come down here needing to relax and rest and… this was not a restful place to be right now. Instead he paced around, then ended up sitting on the floor, knees to his chest, face tucked down against himself.

~ Capt Renault