Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in Sausage and Scuttlebutt
OOC: November 2020

IC:
=^=Synthi-er to Cobb. I need you in my office, Please.=^= Cobb would be able to tell, she was rattled by something.

=^= On my way, lass. On my way. =^= came the reply.

Something had happened. Cobb had grown to know Casela well enough over the past few months to almost take that calm, controlled demeanour for granted. Which made it all the more unnerving when that control slipped. As it had in her message just then.

Grabbing a bottle of aldebaran whiskey, he made his way quickly to the counselling deck and, without knocking, used his own clearance to access her office.
“What is it?” he asked, his eyes searching the room for her. “What’s happened?”

• Captain Zachariah Cobb