Posted by Lieutenant Sheleah Ruby (Diplomatic Officer / CNS) in Project: Bad kitty (tag: Engineering)

Posted by Ensign Charles-Louis (Engineering Officer) in Project: Bad kitty (tag: Engineering)

Posted by Lieutenant Sheleah Ruby (Diplomatic Officer / CNS) in Project: Bad kitty (tag: Engineering)
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Sheleah had just walked into her quarters after an incredibly complicated group therapy session. The Saracen was an incredible ship with a crew that usually worked very well together but, when they didn’t, things needed to be ironed out and that was her job. Unfortunately the homefront needed to be ironed out also.

Stepping through the door she did a double, then a triple, take as the room lights rose. The scene before her was utter chaos. Her clean quarters were strewn about with personal effects, notes from sessions, potted plants, and even several items of clothing with a sleeping Rex lounging on the coffee table like he didn’t have a care in the world.

“OH HELL NO! Not today!”

She quickly walked to where she kept his leash and harness and woke the furry terror.

“We’re going for a walk mister.”

With that, they were off.

=^=Engineering, can somebody spare a few minutes for your distraught counsellor? I’ll be there in ten.=^=

• Sheleah

Charles answered from engineering, =^= Copy that, Counselor. I will meet you there. =^=

Sheleah in Engineering with Rex about ten minutes later as she had stated. No doubt charles would be easy to spot.

• Sheleah

Among the bustling N.E. swarming around Engineering, she would have seen Charles-Louis at a console in a quieter corner. Hunched over the screen, he appeared to be running a simulation for some sort of advanced circuitry configuration.

“The parameters must be wrong.” Charles grumbled to himself, stroking his beard in contemplation. He glared at the computer with an intense look, harsher than any he had directed at anyone on the ship. But computer simulations are not easily intimidated. He turned around in his chair, and his demeanor seemed to change when he spotted Sheleah and Rex.

“Ah, Counselor,” Charles said with a small smile as he stood up to greet her,

“You called for some assistance, yes?”

[Charles-Louis, Engineering]

Sheleah and Rex continued walking towards Charles, greeting several NEs along the way.

“Yes actually, I do need some assistance. Rex, this is Charles. Hopefully he can help me make something so you’re not so bored when I have to leave you at home.” she said to her furry companion.

Looking back up to Charles, she smiled.

“I know when we first met you hadn’t had the chance to meet Rex so, here is my resident bad kitty, the world’s worst room mate. I need your help on those rare days, when I don’t take him to work with me, I find that he’s bored or something. I walked in and my quarters looked like this…”

Sheleah offered him a PaDD with several pictures of her quarters in disarray.

• Sheleah

Charles flicked through the pictures, observing the aftermath and questioning whether or not his father was right about not having pets. Glancing over at Rex, he was somewhat amused by the idea that such a small creature could cause so much trouble.

“Was there any serious damage done that needs immediate attention?” he asked, handing back the PaDD,

“And perhaps some modifications to prevent a similar occurrence happening again would be useful.”

[Charles-Louis, Engineering]

Sheleah shook her head.

“He knocked over some things and some personal effects were damaged but nothing I can’t replace. What I really need from you is the installation of te ball shooter that Doctor Knight and the Captain have in their quarters for Bruce. I can’t find the schematics and I’m not an engineer.” she said smiling up at Charles, “Last time we were there, he really seemed to enjoy it and I know that if I program it, it will most likely keep him entertained while I’m out or super busy. Do you think that’s doable?”

• Sheleah

Charles nodded along, as if he knew what she was talking about. He understood the concept from the name alone, but was unfamiliar with such a device himself.

“Ah, yes. I understand.” he stated, “Perhaps I could examine this… ‘ball shooter’. If I could get some scans of it, I could create a schematic and have the replicators assemble one.”

Charles glanced down again at the ocelot at her side, imagining that as a predator at heart Rex would enjoy the activity of chasing small objects. The thought was charming.

[Charles-Louis, Engineering]

Sheleah nodded and smiled up at him.

“I was wondering if there might already be one on file somewhere but, I’m not an engineer so I don’t think I would know how to access that particular file. Please help. I don’t know what he’s going to break into next.” she said with a laugh.

• Sheleah

“It will be no problem at all, Counselor.” he said. He turned back to the consul, and in a few taps was looking at the database of blueprints they had on file. A few strokes more and he put in his specific inquiry. In almost an instant the request was processed and on the screen was a 3-d model of the device requested.

“Recreational Projectile Device…” he muttered to himself, reading the description. He turned back toward Sheleah, and pointed at the screen,

“This the the device, no?” It definitely would save some time if it was. But Charles thought his first solution was very clever, and would have been more fun. It was disappointing that having so much computer and memory capacity at your disposal almost made things too easy.

[Charles-Louis, Engineering]