Posted by Ensign Kovan ch’Sirhc (Engineering & Communications Officer) in Side Sim - Beauty In The Beast
ooc: This is set during the travel time to Vok III

Kovan tore through the crew lounge. Nothing safe from his frantic search. Chairs pushed, board games tossed, papers flown as he covered then recovered every inch of the room. His searching growing all the more frantic as he realized that the errand PaDD he searched for was not here. Finally, as he stood in the middle of the mess of his own making, Kovan had to finally accept the truth. He had lost the PaDD that held all his poetry. Perhaps the worst event to have occurred since his arrival onto the Sentinel.

His poetry was not like his art. Kovan didn’t care who saw him draw. Hell, he’d share whatever drawing he was working on if the person asked nicely and he didn’t hate their guts (which basically reduced the list to Rand and the ships cooks). His art was public but his poems were private. Kovan didn’t share them with anyone. No one (not even Rand) knew he wrote poetry. Because they were private. Because he poured his heart and soul into those poems. They were the only outlet he had for his deeply repressed feelings. Now they were lost and anyone could stumble upon them.

Kovan swore in several different languages pulled from his memory at random. Then swore in several more for good measure. Before letting out a stream of expletives in a language that wasn’t in the Federation’s database. Where could he have possibly left that PaDD? It could be anywhere on the ship. Found by any curious passerby. How could he be so careless? If someone found it and read through it enough. . . Kovan didn’t even want to think about it. There were somethings a man had to keep hidden.

Kovan, COMMO/ENGR

He stalked out of the lounge. It was clear that his PaDD would not be found there. In the bustling hall he considered his next step. Retrace your steps. Simple. Kovan considered all the things he did in the last twenty-four hours. His day began with alpha shift on the bridge as communications, then went straight into beta shift in engineering. At the end of beta he dropped by his room to grab his poetry PaDD and to eat an energy bar to skip the mess hall that day. Then back to engineering with his PaDD and his things tucked away in his locker while he worked half of gamma.

Did he grab the PaDD before leaving engineering? Possibly, but should think this through. After leaving engineering he came into the lounge to write but the lounge was crowded and so noisy that even when he found a seat he couldn’t concentrate. That’s when he left the lounge to drop by the kitchens and pick up a quick meal. After that he went to the gym, worked out a few hours and retired to his room. As he went to grab his writing PaDD, that was when he discovered it was missing. So his PaDD could also be at the gym? Unless he dropped it in the hall? Kovan paled, off all the places to lose a PaDD the hallways were by far the worst. Anyone could have stumbled upon it and read the contents of his miserable and ugly heart.

Kovan turned right and began to follow the exact path he would have taken to lounge from engineering. With luck the PaDD will be waiting for him in his locker.

Kovan, COMMO/ENGR