Posted by Captain Th’elin Zarath (Commanding Officer) in pre-sim, a chat with Myasnikov

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aatami Myasnikov (Navigator) in pre-sim, a chat with Myasnikov

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aatami Myasnikov (Navigator) in pre-sim, a chat with Myasnikov
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Whenever the young Russian got off duty, he’d find a small, hand-written note waiting on his desk. It simply said:

“Mr. Myasnikov, please come to my quarters at your earliest convenience.” The signature at the bottom edge of the paper was simply a ‘Z’.

-Zarath, CO

Aatami read the note and stuck it in his pocket. He had been heading to meet a very friendly JG from the Science department, but he sent her a comm and said he’d let her know when he was done. He made his way to the Captain’s quarters, arriving eight minutes after the end of the shift. He pressed the chime and waited, curious as to what the impromptu meeting was about.

Myasnikov, Navigator

The door slid open and The’lin’s voice said “C’mon in, Aatami.” The Captain’s quarters were a lot dimmer than the corridor, and about five degrees colder. The Andorian was seated at a modest desk which was in a partitioned off ‘office’ section of his room. On the desk was a bottle of clear liquid and two tumblers, set beside the small computer terminal. “Please, sit down. Thanks for coming by.” The’lin began to pour drinks, making sure to sit the bottle equidistant between them as he’d been taught was a Russian custom.

The CO’s quarters were sparsely decorated. He seemed to have very few personal comforts, though there were a few knick-knacks on the shelves and a picture or two of a group of several other Andorians. One wall held a small painting of a strange-looking steamship cutting its way through an icy ocean, clearly an oil painting, and very old. The other three walls were bare, save for a plaque above the entry door which held two oddly shaped bladed weapons which looked like axes blended with daggers. These wouldn’t be noticeable until Myasnikov sat down.

-Zarath, CO

Myasnikov entered with his usual grin on his face and nodded as the Captain spoke. “Of course, sir.” he said and took his seat. He looked around the room and then back to the Captain and said “Ni vercopa Ni cuy’ not o’r major’, alor’ad.” in Andorian. His pronunciation was very good; he was probably just a few months of study from fluency.