Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Side Sim: Chess Conflicts

Posted by Ensign Jorik Thoran (Navigator/Pilot) in Side Sim: Chess Conflicts

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Side Sim: Chess Conflicts
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Jorik sat across a table from a human crewmember, who was in the Sciences blue color. Though he wasn’t concerned with that, instead focused on the 3d chess board in front of him. Moving his Bishop right one-half level, he took one of his opponent’s Knights.

“So how does this piece move?” The younger man across from him asked, pointing to his Rook. Jorik frowned at him. This was the fifth time this guy asked him a rules question, despite claiming he knew how to play chess.

“ARGH!!!!” Jorik yelled, standing up and sweeping the board and pieces to one side and off the table, everything clattering loudly onto the floor, causing everyone to turn and look at him. He slammed his hands down on the table, leaning over it and shouting at the other man, loudly, “ARE YOU ALWAYS THIS INCOMPETENT?! I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU KNOW HOW TO PLAY CHESS?!!!!!!”

Jorik Thoran, Pilot/Nav

Roman was in the room, grabbing a quick lunch. He was late out for lunch. Today had been busy, with a lot of running back and forth across the ship for XO duties. Chef Gorshin had him covered, his usual quick lunch prepared and ready.

Before he could leave with his food, there was a voice so loud it made his ears ring, followed by plastic pieces clattering to the floor. He whirled around faster than a spinning top, marching swiftly towards Jorik. “Ensign Thoran, I suggest you find a more productive way to manage your anger, and do it swiftly.” His voice was not loud or angry but level and icy. “That sort of behaviour will not be tolerated on this ship.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

There was a look of incredible anger in Jorik’s eyes as he looked between Roman and the terrified crewmember he had been shouting at. After a few tense moments, the anger was still there, but didn’t look as intense as the Vulcan sighed. “Yes sir. Apologies for losing my cool.”

Had he not been wearing gloves, he’d likely have dug his nails so deep into his palms that he’d be bleeding. He stood up straight again, before moving quickly to leave the room, all eyes now on them.

Jorik Thoran, Pilot/Nav

“Were you excused, Ensign?” Roman continued in that icy tone. He stood, arms cross, look disproving, legs planted firmly, and stared at Jorik with a fixed, icy stare. “You were not. You will clean up your own mess.” He gestured with a slight nod of his head towards the fallen chess board and pieces. “And you will apologize to Ensign Valos here.” The Ensign happened to be a botanist who worked in Roman’s lab, on the Beta shift.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Jorik stopped in his tracks, trying, and failing, to keep eye contact. He frowned, “Come on, I didn’t hit him!” He argued, and briefly considered arguing the other point of cleaning up, before muttering a “yes sir” and beginning to pick up the chess board and pieces.

Jorik Thoran, Pilot/Nav

“I can add a formal write up if you prefer,” Roman replied cooly, stance unchanged. “You will apologize. Additionally, you will attend appointments with nurse Randy for anger management before you do hit someone. And I was serious about finding a more appropriate way to manage yourself.”

Ensign Valos had a rather smug look on his face as he watched Jorik pick up the pieces and awaited his apology. “You heard the Commander.” He said, and he looked like that wasn’t all he was going to say, but a look from Alden silenced him.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

“No sir, no formal write up necessary.” Jorik said quickly, almost before Roman finished speaking. He looked up at Valos from picking up the last of the pieces. “I’m sorry for shouting at you like that.”

Jorik then stood up, placed the last of the pieces on the table, then looked at Roman again. “Can I go now?”

Jorik Thoran, Pilot/Nav

Valos cleared his throat awkwardly, wanting to say something sarcastic, but obviously avoiding the XO’s ire. “Apology accepted.”

“Get back to work. I don’t want to hear about another incident like this, or there will be a write up in your future. Understood?” He paused a moment to allow for a yes, sir and then continued, “Good. Excused.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Jorik exited quietly, not keen on drawing more attention to his outburst than he already had. Since he’d been ordered to, he made his way down to Sickbay to find Randy.

Jorik Thoran, Pilot/Nav

Sickbay was bustling and there were a couple of engineers waiting in the chairs just inside the door. Another nurse, Andorian, walked over. “I’m En Eber, how can Medical assist you today?”

Eber

“I’ve been told to see Randy about anger management, as per Commander Alden.” Jorik kept it short, crossing his arms as he spoke. This wasn’t exactly something he wanted everyone on the ship to know.

Jorik Thoran, Pilot/Nav

Eber nodded. “This way please.” He led Jorik past the main bay and knocked on a door. After a moment the door opened. Randy was wearing a blue nurse’s skirt uniform and knee high black boots. “Ah, Eber, I just finished.”

Eber stepped aside. “This Ensign is here to see you,” and he left.

“En Jorik. Come in and have a seat. What can I do for you?”

Randy

Jorik took a seat with an eye roll. “For some reason Commander Alden wants me to see you about anger management, I had one small outburst in the mess hall and apparently he was there to hear it.”

Jorik Thoran, Pilot/Nav