Posted by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Scientist, Medical Researcher) in Main Sim - Science Lab, The Reckoning

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Science Lab, The Reckoning
About a day after the events with the Vulcans, around lunch time, the doors to the science labs whooshed open:

“Bonner, Riani, Petrakos, I am here!” Golfink said as he entered the science lab like a wrecking ball. For such a small man he demanded a lot of attention. “Cold logic wouldn’t woo you so now pure charisma will have to try! You will find me much harder to ignore!”

Not finding the three he was looking for dressed, made up, and nervously waiting his arrival, the elfin man lept onto a chair, “Oh Bonner! Oh Riani! Dear Petrakos! Come to Daddy Golfink! It is time for your close ups and by the Prophets I am going to get my interview!”

GM Wombat

NE Labrat looked up from his work station and swallowed hard. Oh good Golfink wasn’t here for him. And he was more than willing to throw the others under the bus. “I don’t know about Riani and Petrakos, Sir, but Bonner is always here early. She works down the corridor in one the all purpose lab spaces. I’ll show you.” And he practically lept off his stool and led the man down the hall and to a large set of double doors. Labrat keyed the door control and stepped in, pointing to a station at the back corner. “Lt Bonner. Good luck getting her attention.” At the back station was a young woman in the beige and green uniform of science, dark auburn hair twisted up into a bun that was already coming loose, held in place by a stylus. The rest of the lab was empty, everyone else at lunch. She was intent on what she was doing, not looking up at Golfink and Labrat entered.
NE Labrat

Golfink did his best to order the other NEs as he went, barking instructions that the other two were to be brought to the general purpose lab post haste and forth with. There would be no dilly dallying as far as he was concerned. No sir! They were on the clock and picky actors had already set the production schedule back by months. MONTHS! If the science department didn’t cooperate now then who knew how long the camera crew would have to stick around.

Forever was threatened.

When they entered the lab Golfink nodded at Labrat, “You see Cadet, Ensign. General. Whatever you just have to be compelling. Think of all the great things you pay attention to. Do you pay attention to dull reports? No! You read reports of things that interest you or you find so very annoying that you must say something. I will let you decide which I am.” With that he turned and wandered up to a chair. Eyeing Bonnor he grabbed the back of it and dragged it across the floor causing a grating noise. Mixed in with this, he began to whistle the latest top charting Klingon pop music number horribly off key. After being the most annoying thing he could think of for a solid two minutes he looked the poor scientist over once and said, “We will have to compromise in a pony tail. The bun does give you that naughty librarian look though. Hmm. Let me see you with your hair down.”

GM Wombat