Posted by Captain Dira Myqian (Commanding Officer) in Deck 8A, R&D Office- For The Record…

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dr. Solomon Kane (Research & Development) in Deck 8A, R&D Office- For The Record…

Posted by Captain Dira Myqian (Commanding Officer) in Deck 8A, R&D Office- For The Record…

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She had thought about leaning against a wall, but there really wasn’t space for it. “Nice to see you too,” she deadpanned before she slid the PADD across the desk.

“Two things. One, I need you to confirm that this is the official report you want to submit with our testimony packet back to the JAG office ahead of a certain hearing that will happen soon, and two, just wondering if you had a particular death wish that day and if it’s something I should be worried about,”she said with a surprising lack of emotion given the situation. Kane and the others that had responded to the explosion that injured four security officers hadn’t known at the time they entered that Dira was missing and that that was why there had been people searching the shuttles. And of course Kane had kicked everyone else out and took all the risk himself. Dira was still trying to decide how she felt about that all, given that up until a few days ago she had never read the vivid details of the after-action report. As the Captain submitting everything officially on behalf of her ship she had. Yes, she could have asked Sinclair to, but it seemed wrong. She had been there and as far as she was concerned, it had been her mess to clean up.

Captain Myqian, CO

Kane eyed her through the cascade of hair covering half his face for several long moments before he reached up and pulled the hair back to the back of his head. “Move those.” he said and stuck his chin towards the grenades. “I haven’t armed them yet, so they’re mostly stable.” he said flatly. He picked up the PaDD and began to read.

She eyed the glittery grenades and shook her head. “Should I even ask?” she said as she carefully lifted them and set them on what amounted to a tiny clear space on the desk. At least if there was an accident, it was an equal opportunity situation.

A few minutes later he set the PaDD down across the desk near Myqian and said “Yeah, that about sums it up. You can add that the device planted in the shuttles was designed to cause damage and injury, but not to destroy the ship. Terrorist tactic, by definition and practice.”

Kane, R&D

Myqian gave a stoic nod and added in a quick line to the relevant section. She looked up at Kane, her dark eyes intense for a moment. “Okay, that solves number one. Now about number two. Any continuing death wishes I should know about? I’m also pretty sure your wife would object intensely, but given your actions, I do have to ask. Captain’s job and all that.”

Captain Myqian, CO

“Why would you think I have a death wish?” he asked pointedly, but not with malice.

Kane