USS Leviathan
Cobb's Angels
Casela was in a good mood, and that was rare and far between. ‘Well’ she grinned, ‘it used to be.’ But she really needed to curb it. People were going to think she was soft and she just couldn’t tollerate that. It was bad enough her staff was laughing at her. She knew they meant it in a good way, but still. What kind of scary counselor was she if they were laughing?
Either way she pulled her thoughts away from the now public knowledge of her relationship with Ryder and entered Jormungander Lounge. She peeked at the fish in Cobb’s fish tank and found a table to sit down at. She’d asked Surda and Quinn to join her there. Surda had a great security team. But she, Quinn, and herself had unique skills and it never hurt to keep them honed. The idea was to practice together, but it never hurt to have a group that already had contingency plans in place incase something went sideways on a ship. And why not them? They all knew how to keep a secret. Surda had a strong sense of loyalty and was a force to be reckoned with. Casela, well she had her unique access, contacts, and was also loyal to a fault. And Quinn. Well…Casela grinned, there wasn’t anything Quinn wouldn’t do for the captain....and crew of course. Casela mentally smacked herself. Really she needed to get her mind off of match making and back t work. Speaking of which....Surda…hmmm?
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS