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Starbase 237 - Shopping

Posted July 14, 2022, 12:59 a.m. by Civilian Sam the Shopkeeper (Shopkeeper) (Russell Watt)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Surda (Security Chief / RTF Commander) in Starbase 237 - Shopping

Posted by Ensign Jackson Pryce (Scientist) in Starbase 237 - Shopping

Posted by Lieutenant Morella Allan (Nurse) in Starbase 237 - Shopping
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻
Some time after his revealing-yet-question-raising meeting with his new Captain, Jackson wandered back into the Starbase, looking to indulge in… well, whatever it was there was to indulge in on an ARU Starbase.

As if turned out, there was… not much. But he did stumble upon a large room filled with clothing that, upon further inspection, appeared to be different types of Starfleet uniforms, all of them deviating from the standard. Confusing, he thought as he strolled over to an Ensign staffing a nearby desk. “Ensign,” he said, briefly forgetting his change in rank before lowering his voice to a less order-like volume. “What are all of these?” The officer replied, “Uniforms, sir. All ARU approved, just needing ship clearance.”

Jackson looked down as his current standard blue uniform, then glanced over at a grey-black version with a blue stripe running horizontally across the chest. Looks a bit more tactical, he thought. Yet… I can’t help but want it.

“How might I get ship clearance?” He asked the Ensign. “Well, that’d be a request for your XO or CO. Technically needs admiral’s approval before it gets sent in as standard issue, but it’s really just a formality.” Jackson rubbed his chin before responding. “Hmm. Thank you, Ensign.”

He strolled a couple rooms away, coming across a computer terminal and inputting his credentials, a mild bit of shock crossing him as he saw the TOP SECRET next to his file and clearance level. Moving quickly onward, Pryce moved to send a message to another officer in his department, but near the end of the file’s sending process he rerouted it to one in a different department. He did this numerous times, eventually rerouting to the XO, and from there to the former CO’s account, whose credentials he was banking on still being valid. He clicked “send” and awaited the result.

Pryce’s work could not have paid off any better. He received an automated response from the former CO’s account stating that too many forwards had occurred. However, the response’s digital signature was valid, and could be copied to a realistic extent (assuming it wouldn’t be scrutinized). Jackson sent this modified version of the message on its merry way to the Admiral’s office, assuming he would see nothing unusual in a new Captain wanting new uniforms, and assuming the new Captain would not have much care or even notice for them.

Too many assumptions can lead to too many problems. The old saying ran through his head. But without problems I’d be out of a job. Jackson walked away from the terminal, wondering when the Admiral would respond, confirming the Captain’s (or rather, Ensign’s) request for a new standard dress of a grey-black uniform with colored horizontal stripes.

OOC:
Obviously this is meant in good fun, but if it’s a bit too ‘out there’ I’m willing to retcon. Happy shopping!

~ Ensign Pryce

OOC: Terrible digital security for a top secret starbase, lol! But I’ll allow it because it’s so much fun!
Also, a note for all, if any of you are familiar with the movie ‘Aliens’, one of the things I always loved about the Colonial Marines was how each of them had customised their uniforms to reflect their personality. You’re all welcome to do the same here (as long as it’s nothing offensive or anything that gives super powers)!
Have fun!

IC: The Admiral was a busy man. Luckily for Ensign Pryce, he was a very busy man. So when a standard request for uniforms fell across his desk, and from a man who he currently had larger issues with to boot, then he only gave it a scarce glance before blessing it with his digital permission.

  • Admiral Roebuck

In an insulated environment like a starbase, exciting news, it appeared, travelled fast. So it was less than a half hour later that a young woman, small with bobbed dark hair and equally dark eyes, poked her head around the door of the uniform store.
“This where we get the new uniform from? Gods, I hope it’s not another pants-skimming skirt!”

  • Nurse Morella
    OOC: Yeah… would never try to pull something like that in a main sim lol. But I could suspend my disbelief enough to make it plausible. Well, at least for the sake of cool uniforms.

And yes, by all means, if anyone else has an idea of one differing from the one I chose, go for it!

IC:
Jackson popped up from his chosen spot near one of the uniform racks. So it went through! he thought excitedly and a tad disbelievingly. Should probably let them know about that exploit at some point. Though I hope for more important things they’ll run a security check before approval.

“I believe so, Lieutenant. I was just picking mine up. I believe you’ll be quite satisfied with the non-skirt option.” In the background, the Ensign charged with the maintenance of the store scurried around, busier than he had been in quite some time given the need to create a ship’s worth of uniforms out of thin air.

~ Ensign Pryce - Scientist

Surda had heard the rumors of new uniforms and instantly sensed trouble, so naturally, she came to investigate. She instantly singled Pryce out, then grinned to herself. This would be fun. “Is that so Ensign?” She raised an eyebrow, looking around the shop. “Do you hang around uniform requisitions on every Starbase, or is this one special?”
-Surda, CoS/RTF CO

Sam the Shopkeeper had been out back of their uniform requisition store doing whatever one does when one is out the back of their store letting a poor ensign running things in their absence. On sticking their head out from behind the curtain, they saw the poor ensign being harassed by Starfleet officers.

“Hello and welcome to Sam’s Uniform Emporium - your one stop shop for all your uniform requirements whether Starfleet, non-Starfleet or anything in between. If you buy 5 uniforms from us, we’ll throw in a dress uniform for free, so you’ll never look out of place when meeting with the brass again. Plus for the first 15 customers. we’ll include the special expanding and shrinking waistline for no extra charge. And as a special bonus for first time customers, we’ll double the offer and include either the sleepware or holiday wear package for no extra charge. All of this and if the uniform disintegrates within 5 months, you’ll get a replacement uniform pack only for the cost of shipping and packing to your location. Our factories are on Ferenginar so the cost of return shipping and postage is all that’s required on returns. Not to mention we have a special for the crew of the Leviathon … our special genuine one of a kind anti-ooze fabric cleaner. A capful of Anti Ooze and you’re uniform will be ready for your next duty round. Warning DO NOT permit Anti-Ooze come into contact with fire, eyes, skin, scales or fur. If swallowed seek the advice of your nearest mortuary. No refunds for misuse.”

Sam looked expectantly at the Leviathon officers in front of the store, “so how many uniforms can Salty Sam get for you fine folk?”

  • Sam the Shopkeeper
    OOC: Writing as a starfleet equivalent of a television infomercial spokesperson is kind of fun. :D

Russell


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