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Stabilizing Common Ground

Posted June 17, 2021, 10:13 a.m. by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in Stabilizing Common Ground

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Stabilizing Common Ground

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in Stabilizing Common Ground
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Alex smiled slightly and said “Didn’t take it as judgment. It was more of a… warning… than anything else. And while I certainly understand your desire for food in stasis, I can’t commit that amount of power to a ‘what if’ scenario. So I suppose you and I will burn that particular bridge when we get to it. Otherwise, talk with Harv. The man is almost irritating with his ability to find ingredients.” and he took a drink. “Now, you are allowed to dine in the Mess with the ship’s officers. Part of the arraignment with the Ambassador is that you are considered a Department Head for purposes of information dissemination and access. And since you have access here, you can bring up to two guests per week. That can of course be amended for diplomatic purposes. So small dinners should pose no problems. It will be the larger conferences that will require a more cooperative approach. And we will, of course, have a security presence at all of those. Is that acceptable?”

Cochrane, CO

Revna knew it was a long shot and for small amounts small self sufficient stasis boxes could be used, but for a large party it wouldn’t be enough. And she certainly understood the need to not waste ship’s power resources on such a thing. A small grin crossed her face, “Consider me properly warned. Though I learned a long time ago chefs and bartenders don’t like their territories encroached upon. I shall tread lightly and respectfully.” I shall learn from my sister’s mistake. That reminded her, she still had to get out of Mike exactly why he needed a dress… She nodded making mental note of the information, “More than acceptable Captain, thank you.” She didn’t want to take up too much of his time, but the hour wasn’t quite up yet. “Tell me captain, what is the most unique encounter you’ve had so far?”
McKenzie, DA

Cochrane thought for a moment and then said “Tough question. So first off, do you mean here in Delta? Or in my career?”

Cochrane, CO

“I suppose it would be prudent to say here in Delta, but I meant more in general than just your career, but in your life time.”

McKenzie, DA

Cochrane thought for a moment and then said “Well, when I was on the Shambala… deep space exploratory vessel… we found a planet with a pre-warp civilization on it. Probably mid-seventeenth century Earth in technological development. Human, as well… which was odd considering there are zero records of humans in that system. But we kept getting readings of nuclear power from all the major cities. Never could pin-point the source. Anyway… while they seem to have been progressing similarly to Earth, they had one social norm that was… odd. No clothes. None. Not a stitch anywhere.” and he chuckled. “Made for an interesting Away Team mission.”

Cochrane, CO

Her eyebrows went up but there was laughter in her voice, “Really? That’s actually fascinating. Humans without the taboos related to nudity. I’m sure the ship’s counselor had a great deal of work after that.” Many species, especially humans were very taboo about nudity and she was sure the away team probably had a lot of confusion and awkwardness about it. “But what I’m really curious about is how their bodies adapted to extreme weather changes, sun exposure, and the like.”
McKenzie, DA

Cochrane shrugged. “No idea. We didn’t make direct contact. But I do know that there is a surveillance team permanent there. Hmm, I might see if I can pull those reports. See what they’ve found.” and he shook his head and refocused. “So what about you? How did you go from Star Fleet Counselor to recently married Diplomat?”

Cochrane, CO

Revna sipped at her drink, “That’s a long story if you have the time. So would you like the in depth version or the short version?”
McKenzie, DA

“I do love a good story, so let’s hear the long version.” he said with a smile.

Cochrane, CO

“Well let’s see that would take us all the way back to 2375, and the Breen attack on Earth. I wasn’t the only one, but I lost someone essential to my life. Shauwn was a Cadet, but was assigned as a fighter pilot assigned to the Earth Defense Force. The plan had always been that he would join Star Fleet and I would get my degree in psychology and then I would join him on whatever ship he was stationed to. I was young and lost in my grief. I got my degree and then not knowing what to do after that, I joined Star Fleet in his place. That’s why I’m a trained fighter pilot in addition to my counseling service. This will all be important later. So fast forward to a year and a half ago. I was assigned to the Centurion as their leading trauma counselor. It was a front line hospital ship. I was injured in the line of duty; there was a patient, he had a psychotic break. I got between him and another patient.” There was a pause and a far away look, and then a blink returning to the present. “By passing the gory details for now, my lungs were damaged. I needed new ones but it wasn’t possible at the time, so the doctors did the best they could. Which was a lot, obvious because I’m still here. There is a reason a counselor should never be their own confidant or a friends. The new lungs were ready a few days later, but I wasn’t recovered enough for more surgery. By the time I was I had it in my head that my lungs were recovering just fine and I didn’t need the surgery. Rather than butt heads directly with my stubbornness, my CO transferred me to a ship where I would have, comparatively, a light duty work load, a doctor he knew could handle any complications, and then ambushed me with my twin sister. And unbeknownst to him, my oath brother. I served on board Atlantis almost 9 months recovering well. Until I woke up one night unable to breath, and was in sickbay in a forced high oxygen environment for several hours. The scar tissue had turned to fibroids, and the decision was effectively taken from me. My surgery was scheduled and a medical transfer back to Centurion was put into place for two weeks from then.”

Revna smiled then, “One week before my transfer I met Mike. He dared me to two dates; we had one. Centurion arrived just over a week early, I gave him a raincheck and I had to leave. The surgery went exceptionally well. I stayed on Centurion for 3 months during my recovery. During that time, I got ambushed by my twin and my former CO. Years ago I was sent a the final recordings from Shauwn’s fighter. I could never bring myself to watch it, and my CO took it and kept it; they made me watch it.” She sipped at her drink wishing it was something stronger. “It was very personal and very heartbreaking. But exactly what he said I would do, I did. I joined Star Fleet, I lived his life instead of my own, exactly what his last words told me not to do. It was as effective as being doused in the North Sea in the middle of February. I needed to decide what my life was supposed to be. Mike and I talked a lot about it. He was with me through it all, even if he couldn’t be on the Centurion with me.” She didn’t get into them not talking, the bourbon, or her letter that Mike never read. “My CO on Centurion heard about an opening with the Diplomatic Corp and recommended me for it. It was a change but was a good fit with my skills, so I went to the interview, impressed them, and ended up here working for Ambassador S’Tek.”

“I ended up married because Mike decided he was going to cash in that raincheck and showed up on Event Horizon to surprise me. He told me he loved me, that he was going to marry me, so I’d always know he was waiting, where ever I went.” Now that wasn’t exactly what Mike said or exactly how it happened, but some details were personal, intimate between a couple and Revna was keeping those close to her heart, not sharing them with a man that she barely knew. “And that is how I went from Star Fleet Counselor to a married diplomat.”
McKenzie, DA

Cochrane smiledva knowing smile and said “I appreciate the tale… edited though it was. Because yiu completely left out the bar at the hotel and the fact the S’Tek gave you his aide’s quarters.” and he laughed. “But its okay. I understand the desire to not spill everything to a new colleague.”

Cochrane, CO

“I said he surprised me, and everyone knows about the bar by now. Seriously watch the vids because those people didn’t miss a thing. No need to repeat what you know unless you want a recap,” Revna grinned. “Now this thing about his aide and the quarters is news to me. The Ambassador’s note said congratulations on our marriage and he was upgrading our quarters, and as the quarters are designed for the entertainment and mingling of potential dignitaries, it is expected that I will plan and host events in the space at times. As my duties will have me spending much time off-station it is approved that my husband will do the same in my absences. But I get the feeling that the Ambassador is a fan.” She chuckled that giving her no end of amusement at her and Mike’s expense. But,” and she eyed Cochrane, “I am interested to know how you knew my quarters on the station were changed.” She supposed it was easy enough for him to know, but she was curious how information made its way around the station and docked ships.
McKenzie, DA

Cochrane shrugged and said “S’Tek told me he was going to do it. And since he doesn’t technically have an aide, it makes sense. Oh, and he listens to Government Kills everyday. He described them ‘unceremoniously honest’. I tried to listen… to much for me. I tend to the more symphony style of music, maybe some opera.”

Cochrane, CO


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