Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Pets & 2nd Officer (COP)) in Girl Talk with a Guy

Posted by Captain Zarcal (Person Who Runs The Ship (CO)) in Girl Talk with a Guy

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Pets & 2nd Officer (COP)) in Girl Talk with a Guy
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Brenna left her office, Geri and Fekri following close at her heels. “No. No. Aboslutely no. Nonononononono No. Why? Why now? How did he do that? Really he had help, had to have help. That’s the only way.” She stopped suddenly did a beatiful military style about face, returned to her office, grabbed the carrier, gloves, and placed Rhyolite gently into it. Happy cooes making her smiles softly. “Yes yes here,” she dropped two of his favorite amythist geodes into the carrier to munch on. Then she was pacing back out the door to the turbolift and deck 2.

Man Fekri we have got to put a stop to this? She’s pacing, and you can smell the stress. Fekri just shook his doggy head. Nope she likes him, he likes her. I don’t get how human’s choose their mates either, but that’s not my job. She gives us orders we listen. Now shut up or will miss the small moving room thing.

Minutes later Brenna was outside of Zarcal’s quarters, putting on the protective jumpsuit/gloves/mask and rang the chime. She waited, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “No nope, not now. It’s not ....” a huge sigh, “it’s more than fair. Aww why me?”
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP

Finally half way through a cup of tea he heard the chime and put the mug down along side his book. Flies and Ancients by Aramais Davidian was a difficult tome to get into and the fluorine sure didn’t help keep the pages from curling either. He wasn’t expecting anyone but was happy to have just gotten through some tea. As he approached he said “Computer, activate containment field.” The shimmering energy sprung into effect at his door as he opened it up, relaxing against his door frame in what might be mistaken as a sultry pose. He saw Breena and Rhyolite and smiled, “Is it 5:00 already? I didn’t mean to make you deliver him to me, I appreciate it though. It’s been nice to have a break. Come in, and I’m happy to put my mask on or split the room for you if you don’t want to wear that bulky gear.” Zarcal moved out of the doorway and let out a faint smile as he welcomed her in. Something was off. “Breena is everything alright? How’s our new XO adjusting? I signed off on the transfer and made sure he was set up but I didn’t have my meeting with him till tomorrow.”

Zarcal, CO

Geri and Fekri laid down outside Zarcal’s door. By now they were used to waiting outside. They couldn’t be outfitted to go in safely. They took up positions on either side of the door. Brenna walked in, bulky gear and all and distractidly waved off his over to split the room. She could hide in the ‘bulky gear.’ She set the baby carrier down, opened it and gently lifted Ryholite out of his carrier. Murmuring softly to him before passing him gently to Zarcal. “It’s not 5:00.” Was all she said as she began to pace back and forth. She stopped and looked at him, her face, through the helmet, clearly guilty. She did’t think Zarcal would write her up, but she was in sooooo much trouble, this was bad. She had the self restraint and patience of saint. But then she hadn’t had to test it against Richard. Oh it wasn’t Richard’s fault. He didn’t know…there so was so much she could tell him, but should she? She stopped pacing, again. “I KISSED HIM!”
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP

As the two dogs sat guarding and the offer to split the room was denied he made his way back to his chair to take a sip of tea. A lovely micromeria douglasii steeped for 5 minutes was swirling around when he looked over to see her pacing. He thought about the ‘before 5’ part and it made him wonder what was going on. Not that he minded, his CoP was doing him a favor as opposed to following orders and he just enjoyed the break. As he took another sip the words hit him like a ton of Horta waste. Now Horta waste was similar in composition to a brick so for those not as familiar with the metabolic process of the Horta might better say ‘a ton of bricks’. The sip that was in his mouth was soon a fine mist sprayed out of his mouth as he blinked in bewilderment. Not that it was noticeable behind the VISOR but he was indeed blinking.

He held up a finger, opened his mouth, and nothing came out. He exhaled lowered his hand to his knee as he leaned forward, mouth still a little slack as he turned his head to the side a little to make sure his door was shut before saying, “Um.... Commander I.... I know I literally lived under a rock and for that matter amongst rocks, for the later half of my Starfleet career. But I’m fairly certain that standard protocol between officers is not osculation. A ‘hello’ or a ‘welcome onboard’ or even a ‘would you like a tour of the ship’ would suffice… not ‘would you like a tour of my face’....”

Brenna waved a hand at him again, pacing and pacing and it was making Rhyolite upset. Brenna stopped and paced his quarters like she lived there. Of course she was there A LOT. She spoiled Rhyolite rotten. She opened the cookie jar and brought back a floralite gem and fed it to him and then continued to pace some more. “Well no it’s not standard. That’s the problem! How did I not hear about who you choose? Tell me that Zarcal? I know everything that goes on about this ship and I missed that. I’ll tell you why, that man knows all my tricks and used them on me! On PURPOSE!” And back to pacing. “And it wasn’t a tour if he already knew his way around....”

Letting out a sigh, he smiled a little and said, “I posted his appointment on the cork board that I put up on the bridge. I thought it was going to be a more of a comfortable and laid back sort of thing really. Maybe I should go back to just sending out memos… I’m sure he’s also good at what he does, he learned from the best after all.” Zarcal said taking a sip before bursting into laughter. Sadly yet another cloud of tea ejected from his lips. “I suppose that’s one way to put it…” He saw her feeding Rhyolite the gem and the baby cooed and gurgled as he ate the crystal.

She looked at him, jaw dropping. The corkboard....She had seen it. “Oh by the four gods....” She’d seen it. She knew the new XO was arriving today. “I didn’t read it all....NE Godiva…she was in the kitchen…You know, that hair of hers, she had it up like some weird beehive and it got sucked into the exhaust fan. She was dangling by her scalp and the system wouldn’t cut off…” She hadn’t finished reading the notice and never got back to it. But that did NOT let Richard off the hook for using Intel contacts to hide the news from her from the daily intel fleet reports. She covered her helmeted head in a both hands and groaned.

He sat back and cleared his throat, “I suppose I should ask why you thought it best to smack lips with my new XO?”

Zarcal, Bewildered Old Man

She finally really stopped pacing and dropped into a chair, her face stricken. “Because I missed him and he still loves me and it caught me off guard and I kissed him. I mean who does that? I can’t think around him.”
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP

Sitting back be pulled one leg up onto his knee, and leaned forward with his hand on his chin. The pair had become very comfortable with each other given the care for Rhyolite and it was nothing romantic, more old friends. “Alright spill it. You’re telling me that my Chief Intelligence Officer has some long lost fling that just so happens to be my new XO and it was such a hot fire back in the day that instead of being professional, you two took what could be an HR complaint and redefined the meaning of ‘fraternization’. So tell me all about it.”

Zarcal, CO

Brenna opened and closed her mouth several times, like a fish out of water. Of course Zarcal couldn’t see it because she was still covering her face with her hands. “We met 8 years ago, at the academy. We…” she leaned back and finally lowered her hands, a slight grin on her face. “We were competitive. As you know he was a tactical officer and I as an intel officer. Many of the skills are similar. But…” she laughed, “he made me laugh and … we fit.” She didn’t know how to explain it. She wasn’t sure a non-telepath would understand. But…”I beat him in an obstacle course run. Barely, I cheated.” She laughed. “I mean that’s what we intel do, right? I rigged the tire sprint. The last tire…I put a remote control life under it, raised it 1 inch, just enough to trip him. He fell flat on his face and I kept going. He asked me out that night.” She still wasn’t sure if Richard knew what she’d done or not. “I haven’t seen him in 8 years. Once we graduated, I told him to move on. I as being sent deep undercover, and well, you never know if you’ll come back.” She shrugged, “But now he’s here and I’m in SO much trouble. I just barged into his counseling session…yelling at him about the dog. He TOOK MY DOG! Fenris…did you notice he was gone? My dog Betrayed me for him! Can you believe that?”
Lt Atoded, 2O

Zarcal leaned back and tilted his head to sky as he exhaled through semi pursed lips. His own fingers entwined as his hands sat in his lap as he tapped his foot too. It was a clear sight of someone processing information and Zarcal had no intention to make himself seem calculated and calm, this was work yes but it was also wonderfully juicy gossip. “Ok first off you cheated to beat him but like you said that’s kind of the point so fine. And he still likes you and from what I can tell you clearly still like him. So he asked you out, you two were a ‘thing’ till graduation and I really have no clue about going on deep cover as I’ve studied various astronomical and geological anomalies till I was an XO and CO myself and in my later years after I left the Santiago I was a diplomat and xenoanthropologist but I suppose I get it....”

He looked back at Breena and a knowing smile grew as he said. “If I didn’t know any better Breena I’d think that you were on an episode of Troubling Times on Risa!” Now TToR was a soap opera that Zarcal absolutely loved and the play between the three lead characters was worthy of the highest awards. Or so he thought anyways. If you took the most cliché aspects of a show you’d have TToR. With love triangles, affairs, blackmail, long-lost children, big secrets, you name it! Take Days of our Lives, General Hospital, All My Children, The Young and the Restless, and Another World. Threw it into a blender, then poured the solution into a holosuite, you’d have Troubling Times on Risa.

He stood up and struck a powerful if not campy pose and looked down, hand up over his chest, “Lieutenant Commander I am ashamed of you. The disgrace you bring on to my is just too much to bear.” He slumped back into his chair, arm up, back of the and on his head as though he were going to faint, “I have a secret to tell you, something you must know.” He said, beckoning her over as he whispered “Calm.......down....” Before letting out an exacerbated sigh as his ‘dying breath’.

With a smile he stood and bowed before saying, “You know Fenris wanted to move in with me the day he met me, and I know that he’ll come back to you. The fact that you weren’t gutted by our counselor is a good thing and yes, I agree that barging in and yelling at him in the middle of his onboarding duties is rather poor form but guess what? I’ll just have to have you two do some counseling to get over it. That is unless you think you can handle the man who knows you so well and is holding Fenris hostage?”

Zarcal, Missed his calling on daytime soaps