Posted by Ensign Randal ‘Randy’ Kabil (Yeoman Second Rate) in Main Sim - It’s Bad when the Yeomen are up too Early

Posted by Ensign Rand Kabil (Yeoman) in Main Sim - It’s Bad when the Yeomen are up too Early

One thing about Yeoman, she was notified that the CO had a message, late so she was up and already making coffee. No idea who or what it was, but she was up and ready. She yawned, threw a pillow at her brother because he got to sleep in, no he didn’t! “Hey Randy! XO was called too. Get your butt up and dressed. CO called us. Bring the Coffee!” She grabbed a mug for the Captain and stepped quickly out the door and across the hall, hit the panel and once being allowed in, she shrugged the PaDD to her hand and handed the coffee to the captain. She pulled out a stylus and found a corner to stand at attention, out of the way. “Sir, Yeoman Randy will be where with coffee in a moment.”
En Rand

“Rand, knock it off....” The young man said as he rolled over, hugging the pillow his sister threw at him. The silken pink night gown ruffled and bunched as he twisetd.

It was now the Yeoman’s turn to receive her orders, “Prepare any and all information you can find on the Sigma System dating back the last five years as well as the current precious ore and mineral mining facilities, bring me them when you’re done decide between the two of you who will do that and fetch mine and the commanders breakfast which we will no doubt take on the bridge, dismissed Yeoman’s” The next stage was for him and the XO alone.
Captain Elijah Carmichael

Rand stepped back into her quarters and threw another pillow at Randy. “Time to work, both of us. You want research or you want to do breakfast?” She was moving around the room, poured a cup of coffee for herself and downed it forgetting to add the sugar. “UGH! How do people drink this with no sugar?” She turned to the computer station and got it started.
En Rand

“Oh my god I want to sleep! It’s… ah hell what time is it?” Randy slowly rose himself from the confines of his bed, the warm embrace of the sheets and the clinging comfort of that silk night gown. The man stretched his arms in the air and had the night gown been any shorter and this post would no longer be PG-13. He let out a long sigh and said, “You’ve always been the better researcher, and I’ve always been the better cook. Do you remember the eggs you tried to make when we were 12?” He blearily made his way to the drawers and pulled out one of his sister’s uniforms as he hadn’t put his away yet before saying, “I’ll owe you one Rand.” Heading to the bathroom he prepared himself and said, “Do I have time to shave?”

Ensign Randy

“0345 no wait…0410 now. Captain likes his coffee black, Flat Cap Blend. It’s in the cabinet there,” she pointed at the kitchen. She turned around and groaned. “RANDAL! That is MY night gown. I got you a perfectly nice satin emerald green one last year for Christmas. It goes beautifully with your skin. Leave mine alone.” She grabbed two of the big clunky PaDDs and sat down at the computer. “White seasme bagel with smoked salmon and cream cheese. Cut it quarters. He and the XO want their breakfast on the Bridge. You know where the mess is? No one is there now so you’ll have to cook it. I’ll get two PaDDs ready.” She looked up. “You better still be the same size as me or you’re gonna pay for stretching my clothes.”
En Rand