Posted by Lieutenant Alita Claire (Chief Security Officer) in Office of the MO/COS

Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Office of the MO/COS

Posted by Lieutenant Alita Claire (Chief Security Officer) in Office of the MO/COS
Alita had come to her office in the middle of the night for the sole purpose of putting some of her life away. Too many things had happened lately and she desperately needed to simplify things but, shortly after she had arrived, she was interrupted by NEs Diaz and Baker. She had known them almost as long as she had been on the Wolverine so, perhaps, they felt they had had a right to make assumptions regarding her life.

She sat at the desk as they barraged her with questions. Diaz was always more talkative and asked most of them.

“So we just came from your quarters. I guess we missed the memo. Wasn’t tonight cooking class or something?” Diaz asked calmly, which was a stretch for Diaz. He really enjoyed those classes.

Alita looked at both of them and sighed. “I’m afraid those are cancelled until further notice. I didn’t realize I was required to send out a memo, as you put it.”

Neither NE liked it when their boss, and friend, was upset and, in their opinion, she was. It was Baker that spoke up next.

“I carved three turkeys because you said we would be starting prep for the Christmas party. I was looking forward to it this year.”

Diaz broke in at that moment.

“Are we still doing that?” Diaz asked.

Alita rose quickly to her feet and glared down at them.

“Out. Just get out of my office. You’re going to find a lot of changes around here and I really don’t need to explain my personal life to you.” she said a bit more forcefully than she probably intended.

This new hard exterior she wanted to portray was still quite new to her.

• Alita, MO/COS

Remy had been wandering the small ship for a while, going over in his mind the last mission. He still believed it was a success. They had achieved what they set out to do and had done so quite admirably. Still, the grumbling and doubting he had heard from some of the crew weighed heavy on his mind. Did they not forgotten what Starfleet was about? Exploring, going farther, going faster, pushing the envelope to to the limit. . . that was Starfleet!!! Taking chances and risking the unknown–that was why he had accepted command of the Wolverine. Was it just Remy that needed to feel that rush? Jumping headfirst into the unknown!!

His thoughts were interrupted by a pair of security guards that were hurriedly exiting Alita’s office. He stuck his hand out to hold the door open and saw Alita’s frustrated and stoic countenance sitting behind her desk.

After stepping in, he sat down in one of the chairs facing her. “Let’s talk,” he began.

Reaching for his collar, he popped his captains pips loose and set them on the desk. “Not as captain to CSO, but as grandfather to granddaughter, minus all the extra greats in dere.”

Boudreaux (g-g-g-g-great grandpa)

Alita knew this conversion was long in the making. She was still uncertain as to how it would go but Remy fancied himself such a good leader she would let him lead this one too.

Nodding, she popped off her pips and tucked them away in the same drawer she kept a small bottle of bourbon and two shot glasses in. She set them on the unusually clean desk.

“Okay. That’s probably a good idea or, at least, an idea that should happen. What’s on your mind old man?” she asked quietly.

• Alita

“Watch who you are calline ‘old man’. I am only a few years older dan you.”

He reached for the bottle of bourbon and filled both glasses. Downing his first shot, he refilled his glass and waited for Alita.

“Dis. . . body swap wit’ Mr. Thienna, it ‘as affected you. . . dis whole mi-SHON ‘as affected you. I’m wonderine if dere are some residual effects of de swap?”

Boudreaux (CO)