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USS Leviathan

side-sim Still in the Lounge

Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in side-sim Still in the Lounge
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Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in side-sim Still in the Lounge

Posted by Commander Ryder Raauhl (Executive Officer) in side-sim Still in the Lounge
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At the sound of the chime Casela sat up straight, held a finger to her lips to shush Ryder and stared, wide eyed, obviously startled and scared at the door. Her left hand reached behind her back for a fan, but didn’t find one. True to her word to Ryder, she wasn’t armed. She walked over to her desk and inquired the computer, through the interface of who was outside her door. On the screen “Cpt. Zachariah Cobb” flashed. She went over to the door, put in the security code and the door opened. She grabbed Cobb by the wrist and pulled him inside and relocked the door. The first thing Cobb would notice–Casela was VERY VERY drunk.

Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“What the…” Cobb blustered in alarm as he found himself being physically dragged into the room. “Now hold on there, Cas, what’s the emergency here?”

He stopped. Removed himself from her grasp and took a step backwards. Scrutinised every inch of her from head to toe and then, with an almost accusatory glance at Ryder, asked, “Cas. Are you…drunk?”

  • Captain Zachariah Cobb

“Seemingly so” Ryder said standing with a nod to greet the Captain, the words ‘Two a party threes a crowd’ entered his mind. “Casela I think is about to explain something which may affect you as well Captain” Ryder looked to her, “Whatever, whoever is after you we can help. We have one of the best ships and crews in the RTF you don’t have to face you demons alone.”

  • Commander Raauhl, XO

Cobb offered no reply to his second in command and instead continued to watch the Counselor, his own expression deepening into a frown of pure, unadulterated confusion.

In response to Cobb’s Cas. Are you…drunk? Casela looked up at him as if to say, DUH, but Ryder and Zachariah looked very upset with her at the moment, “Yes, I am.” Great, the boy friend and the father figure. How did I get into this? She suddenly reached back out and grabbed Cobb’s wrist again, holding it firmly. In her other hand suddenly appeared an isochip. She placed it in his hand and closed his fist around it. She let him go and flopped back into a chair.

He accepted the chip blindly, no visual confirmation required. Zachariah already knew, in his gut, where the information had come from. And what her acceptance of it meant.

Casela suddenly laughed, drunkenly so, but laughed anyway. “I’d rather get locked in with Dave for a week.” And of course getting locked in with Dave meant you’d never come out, the way he absorbed whatever he came into contact with. (OOC Did I read that right? If not call it ship’s gossip. LOL) For a few moments it appeared that she wasn’t going to say anything, but she was simply trying to make her muddled brain work. She’d already started talking and Ryder wouldn’t let her get away with stopping now. She sighed, and pointed to Cobb’s hand still holding the isochip. “It’s the best I could do. I tried for more, but, I was warned to shut my mouth.”

Words clawed their way up his throat like bile. He had tried to warn her. But she had refused to listen. So eager to please her commanding officer, so desperate for an offering to exchange for his favour. And just like that another life full of promise was desecrated by the scourge of his care. Another soul so precious, so innocent, capsized by the burden of companionship to one Zachariah Cobb.

The alcohol was making her hot. She got up and shrugged the uniform jacket off, and remembering Doc Fey’s advice is got a very large glass of water from the replicator. “There’s also a message for you from Admiral Roebuck on there. He sends his regards.” She leaned against the wall where the light was the brightest and stared at Ryder. She nodded, “Oh RTF is plenty talented. But how do you fight something that’s a shadow, within your own ranks? Or not? I’m not sure” She sounded drunk as she looked at both of them. “I’m making more sense than you realize.” She paced back to her chair and sat down again, to fend of the dizziness. “Among the section there is rumor of a man. More than rumor I’d bet my reputation. He’s known as only a shadow. I’ve never been on the receiving end of one of his visits, though I have seen those who have and have seen the evidence of his passing. And tonight, he was there with Roebuck. I’m not sure what I did, but I’m in a lot of trouble now.” Her voice got very quiet as she contemplated her predicament. She waited for the yelling to start.

Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

“A shadow?” the Captain echoed, his own voice a sunken whisper. One single glance at Raauhl telegraphed every atom of the old man’s fear and horror at these words. “Aye, Roebuck mentioned…something. I don’t know…thought he was selling me a bogeyman, trying to keep me in line.”

He snorted out a humourless laugh and immediately began searching the area for something worthwhile to drink. And suddenly every nanosecond of his past cried out like a beacon, leading him towards this final, inevitable end. The Federation. Starfleet. Roebuck. All no more than a mirage, a perverted cavern of illusions. Prestidigitation from Mephistopheles himself. For in that moment it became nauseatingly clear. There was no honour to be found in this mission, no accomplishments to be sung of once the deed was done. Only betrayal and deceit so deep it could fill a thousand oceans yet save drops enough for her tears.

“I am so sorry, Cas,” was all he could whisper.

  • Captain Zachariah Cobb

Ryder obviously found himself in something a lot deeper than he initially realised, and the captain seemed to know at least on some level what was going on. “Can someone explain to me whats going on, please. Is this ship in danger? What does the Admiral want and what is this nonsense about a shadow.” He well and truly had his executive officers cap on now as he looked between both he drunk Casela, who he knew would regret this whole evening tomorrow and Cobb.

  • Commander Raauhl, XO

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