Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Chief Science Officer/Research & Development) in CSO’s Office/Lab

Posted by Commander Dira Myqian (Executive Officer) in CSO’s Office/Lab
The nice thing about her variable duties and not being on bridge currently just now was that Dira could move about as needed without having to worry about having someone to spell her off. So when the notification of the alarm in one of the labs went off very briefly, of course she stopped to check the system only to find out that Kane has disabled the alarm. Not a big deal. She trusted him to handle the situation and since she didn’t know what was going on down there and GALEN didn’t inform her of a larger emergency, Dira allowed herself to finish working on yet another of the endless stream of reports that came with the change in uniform colour and the extra pip. Lucky her.

Well and truly done with staring at a screen, Myqian left her office and made her way to Deck 8A. Stepping off the turbolift, Dira say Kane standing moving near his office and she called out, “You’re not trying to redecorate or rearrange the deck or anything are you?” The last time they had talked outside of meeting, she had been honest to goodness wreck and he tidied her quarters. The whole thing was still strange to her and yet between that and her confessions to Kane before in his quarters about her past issues with Intelligence, she thought there was something at least friendly between them even if they weren’t going to declare friendship. Some days on this ship she wasn’t sure she could ask for more.

Commander Myqian, XO

“Bite me.” came an acidic retort from a pair of feet sticking out from under a wholly impressive and somewhat disturbing mechanical concoction of magnets, relays, power conduits, and other various known and unknown gadgets. The entire contraption surrounded a large burn mark on the deck, the deck plating scorched and warped in a few places. “I tell ya… that Head Shrink is an absolute piece of… we’ll go with ‘work’, seeing as I’m in mixed company.” growled the Chief Science Officer from where he lay on the deck working on something near the base of the machine.

Kane, CSO / R&D

Despite the comical sight, Myqian knew all too well by his tone (if not his words) that chuckling just now would be a serious error in judgement. “Hmmm, personal or professional clashing?” she asked as she crouched near him but gave enough distance to hopefully be out of the way. Her question was a practical one. One she had a say in, the other she did not most likely. Though she could offer advice if desired. She doubted he’d want it but it didn’t mean she couldn’t if asked.

Commander Myqian, XO