Posted July 18, 2022, 1:51 p.m. by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Lieutenant Miranda Martel (Chief Engineer) in Lost in the Crowd - Side-sim
It was approximately 17:30 hours. After chow time for all the shifts. Breakfast for gamma. Lunch for beta. Supper time for alpha. Space was limited with only enough seating for twenty-eight people at a time. But not everybody came in at the same time either. Never the less, most of the latter two shifts had returned to duty. A few of Alpha group were chatting off to the side, or were around the small gaming area.Even though they were officially burned, blacklisted, with the Federation, and a crew of mutineers and soon-to-be-pirates and murderers… they still maintained some semblance of discipline, order, and respect. Though nobody was in uniform anymore, per their cover. She’d been quick to ditch her own immediately, even though in some ways she wore it almost like armor most of the time. Now it was just her in dark cargo pants, functional boots, and a sleeveless dark top that showed some of the scars along her midriff. And of course the visible cybernetics along the left side of her temple and eye. The one they’d replaced.
Miranda sat apart, staring at a padd resting on the table without really seeing it. A half-eaten plate of an alfredo style pasta dish sat in front of her, along with something that looked alcoholic. A few of the operations group, including a few engineers drifted by, with an occasional “Hey boss.” or “Hey Lieutenant” in greeting.
NE Hammer paused, drifting closer. “Hey, bosslady. You alright there?”
She flashed him a strained smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’m alright. Just reading some of the reports, now that we’re actually out of the nebula. We didn’t have any real shakedown time. So I’m looking at how we’re doing, and if anything is about to break on us.”
NE Hammer nodded. “Alright. You let me know if you need anything?” She nodded and told him she would.
A minute later she’d lapsed back into silence and was staring a hole through the table without really seeing it. She swiped down to another section of the report she wasn’t really reading and sighed, then downed her glass.
Martel
A shadow fell over her and a body sat down at the chair opposite her. “Chief, you look like you aren’t having just the absolute best time ever.” the FedSec agent said. “Feel like taking a walk? Or you wanna stay here and drink?” the older man asked.
Pikelsimer
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