CSO office Kelly meets M'Lene

Posted June 13, 2019, 4:59 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade M'Lene (Chief Science Officer) (Emily S.)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade M’Lene (Chief Science Officer) in CSO office Kelly meets M’Lene

Posted by Captain Kelly Shultz (Commanding Officer) in CSO office Kelly meets M’Lene

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade M’Lene (Chief Science Officer) in CSO office Kelly meets M’Lene

Posted by Captain Kelly Shultz (Commanding Officer) in CSO office Kelly meets M’Lene
Kelly walked into the science lab and looked around. The new science chief had come aboard a few weeks ago but diplomatic duties and life had stopped Kelly from formally meeting her. With her afternoon clear, Kelly decided to stop by the science labs and say hello. Entering the lab Kelly head towards the chief’s office. Since she did not arrange the meeting prior, Kelly could only hope the woman was free. “Lt. M’Lene,” Kelly called out.

Captain Kelly Shultz

After a few seconds, M’Lene’s head popped out from the office door, her fur flat on one side of her face and eyes a bit wider than normal indicated that the science officer could possibly have been taking a nap. She hadn’t long been released from sickbay after her injury and the whole ordeal had washed her out even more so than normal.

“Captain!” She exclaimed then cleared her throat and brought it down a notch, stepping out into the main lab.

“Lt. M’Lene,” Kelly stuck out her hand brushing past a plant that seemed to make this section of the lab remember a jungle. “Sorry, it has taken me so long to get down here.” Kelly cocked her head to one side slightly. Do you have desk head, she thought looking at the Caitian. Desk head was a well-known condition of Academy Cadets and Department Head. With humans, it usually accompanied a line of drool that made the sleeper look oh so cool but Kelly wasn’t sure about caitian anatomy. She also wasn’t going to say that if the woman had what might be an equivalent of a cowl lick on a human and wasn’t napping on the job.

“Good afternoon Captain, it’s good to meet your acquaintance,” she added as she thrust out her arm for a handshake a little too vigorously and winced, letting out a squeak of pain, forgetting that a few hours earlier it had been in pieces.

“Oh god,” Kelly said bending into the handshake and ultimately holding the woman’s hand instead of shaking it. “Are you okay?”

“Sorry ma’am, I had a little accident earlier,” she said sheepishly. “The docs have fixed me up but I guess it’s still a bit sore and stiff…” she added as she gingerly rubbed her sore elbow. She leant in closer to the Captain to avoid any of her officers hearing.

“If I’m entirely honest I think Ryley might have made sure I was still in a bit of pain when I left…I may have taken a swipe at him…” she said with a hint of shame. She rarely bared her claws unless it was a matter of life and death and she was deeply ashamed that she’d used them on Ryley, even though it had been a reflex. She didn’t know why she had a crush on him, he baffled her entirely and maybe that was the appeal? She realised things were getting a little serious and turned back to the Captain. “Either that or he’s keen for me to go back for another visit?” She chuckled, trying to make light of it.

“Next time go for the cane,” Kelly said in a low tone after looking around suspiciously too. “He takes out the cane controls the medical bay,” she winked at M’Lene

M’Lene giggled and nodded. “I’ll remember that next time!” she said as she tapped her head to make a mental note.

She gestured for Kelly to join her in the office as she walked across to the replicator and tapped a few buttons then placed a mug of coffee in front of the Captain. “You strike me as a coffee person? Unless something else takes your fancy” She chuckled.

Lt (jg) M’Lene (CSO)

“It runs in my veins,” Kelly said walking into the office and taking a seat at the desk. Sitting down Kelly scratched the base of her skull and resisted the urge to fluff out her hair. Maybe it was walking by the insects another ensign was working on but Kelly swore she could feel something on the back of her neck. It was not a itch nor a tickle but something in between.

“So tell me a little about yourself,” Kelly asked wiggling back into her seat as the CSO got the drinks. “And FYI, your record speaks for itself. So maybe we keep this informal and find out about the person and not the pips.” Kelly only met formally when it was required for paperwork. The rest she tried to issue an air of approachability. “I mean at some point you are going to throw out some chemicals or number string at me and say “trust me captain do blank and I ain’t going to have clue as to why so maybe we work on the trust thing here,” she laughed.

Captain Kelly Shultz

M’Lene laughed as she set a cup of hot coffee down in front of Kelly. “I’ll try to keep that to a minimum Captain,” she said as she smiled and took her seat and sipped her coffee. It wasn’t normally something she drank but she needed a little bit of a pick me up. She made a bit of a grimace at the bitter taste of the coffee but gulped it down and chuckled as she set it down on the desk. “What do you want to know?” she asked with a curious smile. “I was born on Macadarna, was a bit of a disruptive child but that’s mainly just because I got bored easily. I was always jumping off things or upside down on something so my parents sent me to gymnastics which for a long time was a big part of my life. But I’ve always loved science and studying how things interact with each other and from a kitten, deep down I knew I wanted to travel the stars,” she continued as she smiled fondly, thinking back to her childhood.

She allowed herself a moment to look at the picture on her desk of her and her sister on Macadarna. “It wasn’t really the popular choice with my family though, they want me to stay home and continue with my gymnastics. As much as I love it, most of the time…” she added as she rubbed her elbow again. “…it’s not my calling if that makes sense?” she offered. “I always knew I would be a scientist,” she added as she grabbed a sugar cube from the bowl on her desk and plopped it in her coffee, hoping it would make it a little less bitter.

Lt (jg) M’Lene (CSO)


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