Posted by Ensign Ashlyn Trenton (Security Officer) in Lounge- Security Social

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Approaching the table, Cass gave those bothering Trenton a glare and they sheepishly retreated as the COS set down the pitcher and tray of glasses on the large table most people were gathered around. “Alright, help yourselves” she declared as she poured herself a syntheholic beer and took a seat. She didn’t believe in forced socialization but she was also keeping an eye on the overall mood of her team and any individual issues she might see.

Lieutenant Betts grinned in Abrams’ direction. “So… what’s this we hear about a challenge from the USS Return? Something about their chief throwing down the gauntlet and something about calling our team a disheveled mess?” she said with a grin.

Cassidy just laughed. “Oh please, they can say whatever they like, but Lieutenant Jamieson and I go way back to the Academy and he’s just playing.” She took a sip of her beer and leaned in. “Though, if you want to take up said challenge, there is a possibility that something could be arranged. After all, can’t let the Europa’s honor be sullied or anything.”

Abrams, COS

Trenton barely looked up from her PaDDs during the conversation then decided to pull several to bring up information on the USS Return, their CoS and his staff. “What are the terms of this challenge? When will it take place? What is expected? How much time will we have to train for it to ensure our ‘disheveled mess’ is a coordinated ball of chaos that they simply cannot fathom?” Once all the information she could quickly bring up was on the PaDDs, she gently pushed one to each of the members at the table. “Simple intelligence on our opponents, some of which are less stellar than our own.” Ashlyn’s devious grin hints toward the possibility of getting more information if given time and permission. This, of course, generated nervous glances from the other officers at the table.

• Ensign Ashlyn Trenton
  Security, USS Europa

Cassidy just laughed and leaned forward conspiratorially. “I can arrange something with Jamieson. Don’t know what it would look like, but I’m willing to entertain suggestions. But… this is for fun,” she said, arching her brows as she took each person in in turn. Reaching forward she poured herself a drink, and then leaned back casually.

Abrams, COS