Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Science Lab, The Reckoning

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

As the stool moved, Alexis simply stood up, balancing a flask precariously as it was almost knocked over by his rapid yanking of her perch and remained at her desk. After a moment of focused manipulation of the items on her table, she stood up and looked at Golfink. “Mr Golfink I presume? Let me make one thing absolutely clear, you are NEVER to do that again. I have been told to answer your questions, and so I shall, but you have been told to NOT interfere with our work, and you shall not or I will call security. That compound that you almost caused to be tipped over, is highly volatile and if spilled will release a gas that could kill you.” She placed the flask into a secure and padded box and then locked it inside a cabinet. “You will exercise caution while inside the lab.” Alexis was horrible with people but just like Borchek discovered a couple weeks ago, she would lock him in a forcefield to protect him and the crew from himself. And the man was being reckless and irresponsible and stupid, inside of a working lab, and she simply could NOT allow it. Her mind continued to work the problem of the compound, giving Golfink only a portion of her attention. “Now while in the lab I will not put my hair down or loose, it’s a safety hazard.” Naughty librarian? The man made her skin crawl. But she’d been told to be…pleasant. So in quick order her hair was redone into a very high ponytail that still reached all the way to her lower back. “Now Mr Golfink what exactly is it I can answer for you? On the double please, we both have work to do, or at least, I do.”
Lt Bonner, med research