Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Deck 5- Hiding Out

Posted by Lieutenant Miranda Martel (Chief Engineer) in Deck 5- Hiding Out

Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Deck 5- Hiding Out
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Shara barked a laugh. “Oh, if we’re playing this game, then I am definitely playing it backwards. Normally the goal is to get everyone else drunk and be the last one standing. I don’t intend to be sober by the end of this. I’m warning you all because I can hold my liquor. Just be careful there”-she gestured to the jar as she looked at Dacascos-“One whole jar and I woke up married without any memory of how it happened,” she said with a wink taking the jar.

“Ugh”, said Eulailia, “Waking up married, with no memory of it?”, then she laughed and said, “Hopefully he was at least decent looking. My mother says that looks don’t matter nowadays, but I beg to differ. I am not going to marry someone who looks like a Ferengi or a Lurian.” She shook her head.

Shara couldn’t help but grin. “The thing about getting older is that your tastes can change,” she said, thinking about that intense first meeting on the Manhattan with a certain Federation Security Officer. Instant undeniable attraction and a recognition of a life led off the average record. So far, the Captain, XO and Gadi were the only ones who knew the identity of her husband and given their assignment, it was safer that way unless the need arose to share it. For the moment, she could keep that secret.

She was Shara here and Shara she would remain until the point she left this room, or woke up elsewhere and would be subsumed by her alter-ego for this mission. Gadi had joked about ‘Never Have I Ever’, but if the kids wanted to play, she was game. She had shared the edges of her stories with everyone on that bridge nightshift, and she it had all been the truth, but it still was just a handful of anecdotes. If they were going to share here, she would do right by the stories and share. She grabbed the jar and took a swig before putting it back for the others. “Never have I ever run away from home.” It had taken her a long time to realize that she had been running for a really long time, even when she had felt like she was standing still, restless, anxious. But she had stopped running and that’s why everything had been catching up with her.

Commander Calloway, CIO

“Ha!” said Eulailia smiling at Shara but speaking to all three of them, “You all think I never ran away. But I did…even if it was only for an hour, but I did. I attempted to take a shuttle off-planet to fly to the ship where my father was stationed because my mother was being very....annoying. Of course, I didn’t get far. Her security detail tracked me down and brought me back to her. That’s when I found out she had implanted a tracking device in my foot right after I was born!” Eulailia shook her head, frowning, angry. “I of course had it removed immediately when I turned the legal age to do so. Apparently, it’s perfectly legal and expensive to implant tracking devices in your children.”

Shara snorted. “Gods I’d have loved to see you running about Tracken.” The thought made her chuckle.

Bethany chuckled, “Or the wilds of the Appalachian mountains. Not the part they show tourists but the still wild untamed parts.”

“Okay so one for Dacascos…” she took a pull. Ferengi shine was a lot worse. “And another for Shara.” She took another pull, what the heck a little blunt honesty, “And I’m still running,” and passed the jar. “Alright, you left yourself open for it and you said you wanna get drunk. Never have I ever gotten married and have no memory of it.” Bethany laughed, it was a cheap shot, but they needed a bit of levity. “One day I have to hear that story.”

Gadi, CoS

Shara turned her head and leaned back ever so slightly to gaze at Gadi. “Bethy, dear, if you’re going to play dirty, be prepared for retribution,” she said before lifting the jar and taking another swig.

Bethany held out her hand palm up and curved all her fingers up and couple times in quick succession, “Bring it, Mama. I’m not scare of you.” She actually giggled, “Though not being scared is very much a reflection of young Ego than your skill.”

“Wait are we playing in reverse? Does this mean I have to drink?”

“We’re playing to get drunk, Laila. So yeah, we’re talking truths here and if you take down the others with you, the more the merrier,” Shara said.

Miranda held up a finger. “I’ve made shine just about like this. So…” She shook her head. “Do you mean serious running away from home, or like vanishing for a couple days and coming back?” She took another sip though. “Never been married… probably will never happen,” she mused. Nobody wanted somebody like her. Damaged goods in all sorts of ways.

“Never have I ever lied to a law enforcement officer of any kind.”

Randi

Eulailia looked at Randi confused. She obviously possessed favorable features, would have no trouble finding a husband and was smart. “Why do you think you will never be married? Do you plan to work for Starfleet as an engineer for the rest of your life and think you won’t have the time?”

Dacascos, COO

Miranda tilted her head. The idea that the ordeal she’d just been speaking about didn’t even seem to factor in to Laila’s equation was actually kind of sweet. She reached up to the hem of her top which showed off her midriff already some. Pulling it up just to under her breasts she showed a roadmap of scars that looked somewhere between old, healed and white and fresh and angrier red. The latter had been from a little cosmetic reworking back on the station. “Damaged goods in all sorts of ways. There aren’t too many people out there, if any, that would … want.. this. And… There are some other big hurdles too.” Her gaze dropped, her face burning in a mixture of guilt, shame and more. There was no part of the game for that, but she reached out and took a big drink. It made her cough and her nose burn, and her eyes water. After a moment she blinked her vision clear, or tried to.

Randi, mincemeat

Gadi nudged her with an elbow. “You aren’t damaged,” it came out with a forceful protective tint to it. “You are unique and stood against the odds when most would have broken. If a person can’t see the beauty and strength in your soul then blow ‘em out an airlock. If all they can see is the physical and not understand what it means they don’t deserve to breath the same air as you. There are pleasure houses for people that shallow. There is someone out there who see you for who you are, and those scars will only make them love you more.” Bethany grinned, teasing at her now, “In fact, if rumor is right, they’re on the Asimov.”

OOC: Not sure what happened here. Was trying to edit and it looks like I did a double post.

Eulailia agreed, “Bethany is right, you are not. Your scars show your resilience and it proves you are a survivor. If we have to do Blue’s mission” she smiled and there were tears in her eyes, “…well I feel good knowing that you three are on my team. You are all survivors. And if anything bad ever happens to me, I hope I have the strength that you have had to pull through it.”

“Don’t give up yet, Martel. My husband has his own scars, some a lot more obvious,” Shara said softly. “We’ve only been married less than a year. My thought if is we can find something good in this crazy universe, anyone can. And that includes you.”

Shara thought back to that time between Alpha C and Arkelis after she had done the hardest thing she thought she’d ever have to do (she wasn’t far off the mark on that one). Calloway took another drink and shook her head. “Playing the innocent lost girl was really easy and the officer was, quite honestly, a little clueless. Not up to the law enforcement life I think.”

Bethany started counting on her fingers, “All the time during the Academy and the local LEOs. Okay so one for each time? That makes 6 drinks.”

“Never have I ever had a crush on a higher ranking officer,” Shara said, fixing her gaze directly on Gadi. Payback and all that.

OOC: Oops, forgot it was her turn, lol.
Commander Calloway, CIO

Eulailia quietly drank her shot.

Crap. Miranda waited for Lailia to finish her shot then swiped the jar and with a heavy sigh, took another shot. It was her third or fourth one so far. Already she was starting feel that spreading warmth from the inside, but no buzz yet. Soon though.

Bethany snorted, some of those 6 drinks coming out of her nose, burning and making her eyes water. She barely got the jar sat down without spilling and coughed for quite a bit. She wiped her eyes and tried to breathe. “I’ll totally take that one.” She picked the jar back up and took a good swig of it. She got it down but the coughing resumed. “Oh, that stuff is going to burn my insides out.”

“Alright back to you Lailia.”

Gadi, CoS

It was hard to think of something good to say with these three, Laila thought for a moment then she smiled, “Never have I…gone streaking down the Academy halls.”

Dacascos, COO

Well, it didn’t happen like you think it did. It wasn’t intentional and it was quite humiliating.” She reached for the shine and said, “I am going to need a drink to tell this one.”

After taking a drink she rolled her eyes and said, “So this is what happened. One night I was coming from the showers at the Academy. Heading back to my quarters. My roommate and I had been having trouble with the door and we had put in several work orders to have it fixed. Anyway, when I reached my dorm, the door acted like it didn’t want to open. So, I rang the chime, you know so my roommate could let me in. However, she never came to the door and after tapping on the console several times it finally opened but not all the way. I called out for my roommate, but in fact, she wasn’t there even though had been when I headed to the showers. So, I attempted to use a corner of the robe I had on to get a good grip on the inner part and pry it open a little more.”

She put her hands up in defense and said, “Yes, I know it was a stupid and dangerous thing to do. But I was tired, I wanted to go to bed so I figured if I could just pry it open a little more and squeeze through …. however, it started making a weird sound and it suddenly slammed shut! I barely got out the way in time, but my robe…. got stuck in between the door.”

She shook her head in embarrassment. “I tried everything I could think of to get it out, pulled on it, smacked the console to the door trying to get it open again but all I got was an error readout that said There is an object blocking the mechanical track. Clear the object so the door can resume normal functions.

I had no choice, I had to abandon my robe. I ran down the hall, completely naked, to the nearest lift, jumped in, and headed to the small medical center on the first floor where I knew could at least get a gown. Sure, I could have knocked on one of my academy mates’ doors, but I was so embarrassed and didn’t want anyone getting the wrong idea. Fortunately, I boarded an empty lift that went straight to the medical center with no stops along the way. However, when I got there, several people were there waiting to be seen. I don’t know how much they saw, but I sprinted past them straight to the CMO’s office. The ACMO was on duty working the night shift and was in the office taking a break. I ran, ducked beside him, behind his desk just in case anyone saw and followed me in there. I told him, “Quick I need a gown. My robe got stuck in the door upstairs.” This degenerate sat in his chair for what seemed like an eternity, and gawked at me, nodding his head with a creepy smile on his face. I screamed at him “What are you doing? Go get me a gown! Now!” as I squatted there trying to shield my precious body parts from his eyes. He finally left, went, retrieved a gown for me, and shamelessly watched me as I put it on. Then he went on about how he can walk me back to the room to ensure I made it there safely and all that. I promptly told him no thank you and headed to the engineering department in the gown. A more decent male from engineering escorted me back to my quarters so he could resolve the issue with the door. He too admitted that he was disappointed that his initial assumption about why I had shown up there, dressed in a hospital gown, mind you, was incorrect. Apparently, he thought I was a dancer, of course I had not the proper knowledge of the term at the time to understand what he was truly referring to, commissioned by his boys to show up at his job and perform for him. I assured him that I was not there for that purpose and my situation and his were purely coincidental due to a malfunctioning door, they had yet to fix. By the way, I looked up the variations of the term later and was appalled by the actual meaning. Anyway, when we arrived, the door was wide open, and my robe lay there in the doorway.”

She shook her head again. “If I had waited a little longer it would have opened on its own and I could have avoided the humiliation. I was traumatized from that point on. The way the ACMO had looked at me. I would have accepted the fact that he was shocked by me running into this office naked had it not been for the bizarre smile and the way he looked at me every time I saw him after that. That is why I missed so many medical evaluations and was overdue when I arrived on the ship. The incident has convinced me that most males, besides my father and Dr. Ryley, have the same brain function when it comes to females.”
She smiled and said, “Do not tell the man I said this, else he will probably not ever allow me in sickbay gain, but Ryley kind of reminds me of my dad. He gave me two lemon lollipops after my medical evaluation.” She pictured him sitting in sickbay, feet propped up with that heavily modified tricorder sitting on top of the desk near him.

Shara was amused at the thought of Dacascos streaking through the Academy and barked a laugh. “And here I thought we were trying to get me drunk. I didn’t go to the Academy,” she said with a shrug. It wasn’t an obvious or logical conclusion unless you knew the sequence of events that brought Shara into the Academy. Eyeing the half-full jar, she quickly calculated how quickly they’d need to break into the second jar. Yep, tomorrow was going to hurt.

Commander Calloway, CIO

“Nope, that’s not one I’ve done.” Miranda grinned then shrugged and considered. “Never have I ever cheated on a partner.” That one might have been a little much for this early in the game, but… It was a good one. Or at least she hoped.

Randi

Eulailia eyes grew wide and she grinned. She was sure it was a fascinating story and wanted to hear the details.

Bethany giggled, she’d had a bit more of the shine, but that wasn’t why she was giggling. Like Shara she could NOT see the prim proper Dacascos streaking or do anything so risque. It wasn’t judgement, it took all kinds in the world and it wasn’t an experience for everyone. Bethy had done it, but it wasn’t one she’d want to repeat. She took a big swig of the shine. “Streak, yes, cheat…well that would require a partner wouldn’t it, so no.” Then she grinned, “Alright we’re gonna be like that. Never have I ever kissed a girl and liked it.” She took a big ol’ swig then and passed the jar. She grinned at Shara, “You’re turn is coming next go round.”

Beth

Another strike and realization that her life experiences were a little boring compared to these women. The streaking story was the only interesting story she had told so far and it wasn’t even something she had intentionally done. She made a mental note that she would have to press Beth for details of her story as well.

Dacascos, COO