Posted by Commander Jason Reilly (XO) in Office - CIO

Posted by Lieutenant Fihnrilkk’Hob”ledn-ardol (Fin) (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Office - CIO

Posted by Commander Jason Reilly (XO) in Office - CIO
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After getting patched up, Fin returned to her office and threw herself into a chair. The first order of business for her was to finish reading the damned personnel files. She pulled the next one up on the screen and the face of a familiar Andorian greeted her. “Ohhhh, so its YOU, Marana!” A string of expletives in her native Bajeen peppered the room as she spit them out of her mouth, calling him the most derogatory things she could think of while questioning his parentage and reason for being on the ship.

Frustrated, Fin got up and retrieved a bottle of rum from a hidden cupboard, grabbing a short glass to pour it in. Returning to the desk and the files that waited for her, she set about soaking up the information inside them like a thirsty sponge. An hour and a half and two ‘doubles’ later, she was through and feeling better about almost everything.

“Hmmm, Jason said to go to his office…” With a glint in her eyes and a wicked smile, Fin tapped her com badge. =/\=Lt Fin to Cmdr Reilly. Would you meet me in my office if you have a minute?=/\=

While waiting for an answer, the CIO replicated another glass, a small bucket of ice and a flask of coconut concentrate with light pulp.

—Fin, CIO

There was a slight pause and then the reply came. =/\= Fifteen minutes, Lieutenant. =/\=

A few minutes past the fifteen, there was a chime at the door. Reilly stood in the passageway, his hands clasping something behind his back and he waited for the door.

When it opened, he walked in and looked at Fin. “Well well… no worse for wear, I see.” and the door slid shut behind him. From behind his back, he produced an unlabeled bottle. Knowing him as she did, Reilly’s unlabeled bottles were the really good stuff. “Peace offering? Or are we going to have to smash each other over the furniture?” he asked with a slight grin, but there was sincerity in his eyes.

Reilly, XO

She looked from his face to the bottle in his hands and then back again. With the fingers of one hand she motioned him to come forward. With a booted foot, she turned the chair opposite her in his direction, inviting him to sit. “As much as I’d like to smash you over the furniture, I think I’ve had enough fighting for one night. Rain check, though.”

It was only then that she let her face relax enough for him to see the hint of a smile on her lips. Golden brown eyes traveled once again to the bottle in his hand. “So what have you brought me?”

—Fin, CIO

Reilly took the chair and sat, and set the bottle between them. “Brandy. French. Hundred and twenty years in the barrel. And I’ll forego the rain check, thanks. Unless you are suggesting a wholly different kind of ‘smash’. Then that is a wholly different kind of conversation than I expected.” and he winked and motioned to her to pour.

Reilly, XO

“A hundred and twenty years…sounds delicious.” Now that he sat across from her, Fin crossed her legs and picked up the drink she’d been working on. “I’ll stick to this for now though.” After a healthy swallow, she gestured to the liquid refreshments she’d set out. “Help yourself.” And with a quick move, palmed the bottle of brandy and moved it behind her on the desk and out of his reach.

“I think you and I need to sort out some things. If we are going to have to work together, I don’t want to be second guessing your real intentions during a time of high emotion or danger. And from the conversation we had on the way to medical, I think there are a few things you want clarification on too.”

—Fin, CIO