SS Sojourner
Post Sim - Intel? There Goes The Neighborhood
Posted by Commander Wulf Baumann (Intel Officer) in Post Sim - Intel? There Goes The Neighborhood
Posted by Captain Arialla Bovar (Captain) in Post Sim - Intel? There Goes The Neighborhood
Posted by Commander Wulf Baumann (Intel Officer) in Post Sim - Intel? There Goes The Neighborhood
Baumann went back to his (now much larger) quarters and changed into his uniform. Making sure it was squared away, he left and made his way to the bridge. Stepping onto it, he felt the familiarity of the space and suppressed a small smile. Turning, he went to the Captain’s Ready Room door and pressed the chime.
Baumann, Intel
Since there wasn’t anything pressing, she had her feet curled up under her as she sat on the chair sipping her tea. The short black ankle boots were tipped over, forgotten, on the floor under her chair. Without looking up from her PaDD, she called out. “COME” she hollered, half expecting it to be her cook with dinner. The poor man was determined to make her fat.
Ari
COThe door slid open and in came Baumann. He moved towards her desk and said simply and his typical nonplussed fashion “Captain. Commander Baumann reporting.” and he looked down at her. “It is good to see you again, Captain.”
Baumann, Intel
She smiled up at him. She had calmed down since their talk that afternoon. She rose up and motioned for him to have a seat as she padded silently to the small alcove to make them a drink. She was still a bit standoffish. He had sent her an anonymous letter to meet ‘someone’ on the surface. He had then risen from the pool at her feet like some aquatic phoenix rising from the dead. She had been so dumbfounded and shocked, she had fallen over. The rest of the short time hadn’t been much better.
He had told her of his position and his choice to volunteer to be here, on the Bonnie. But then had cracked a joke by forming it as a delicate matter. She had been infuriated. She had shoved the table into his chest and stormed off. She loved him… had loved him… whatever. And yet once more, here he stood with Captain and Commander on his lips instead of Ari … or even Bovar…
If he wanted to be formal, she would be formal. “It’s good to have you back… I’m sure several people on the ship will be happy to see you.” She turned back to him and moved to set a cup of black coffee before him. “I trust you are still a coffee drinker? I had some set in to the galley. Not sure how long it will last you. But it’s yours alone to do as you wish with.” She curled a leg back under her and sat in her chair.
Ari
CO“Thank you, Captain. I’m glad to be back aboard. And yes, I have seen a few smiles from some of the old crew. It’s good to see them… all of them.” he said and took a seat as she sat.
He lifted the coffee to his lips and took a sip. Nodding in approval, he said “Do you want to discuss the particulars of my posting? To make sure we are on the same page, as it were. I know that the orders from my superiors can be a bit… vague… at times. Or we can wait if you want to bring in your new XO for the discussion… Commander Millet, I believe it is?”
Baumann, Intel
“No… this is between us. This is my ship. He’ll know cause he has to. But it’s always been about us.” She picked up her lavender tea and took a deep inhaled smell of it before she calmed down. “I’m sorry. I realize we ‘need’ an Intel Officer. The last Mission proved that. But the letters from the Admiral were vague. On purpose I am sure.” She couldn’t bring herself to take a sip, so she merely held the cup and looked at him.
“So why are you here?” She leaned back in the chair to try and get comfortable.
Ari
CO