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Docking Bay - Family Reunion (Open to all)

Posted Jan. 17, 2020, 2:58 p.m. by Fleet Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) (Kate O'Neill)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in Docking Bay - Family Reunion (Open to all)

Posted by Fleet Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) in Docking Bay - Family Reunion (Open to all)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in Docking Bay - Family Reunion (Open to all)
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The Security Chief came barreling down the passage way sending crew scattering for shelter in doorways, side passages, or wherever they could go to get out of the mobile mountain’s way. “Move move move!!” he bellowed as he hit teh turbo lift at an almost dead sprint. =/\= Shuttle Bay 2, dammit!=/\= he barked and the turbolift began it’s trip.

As the doors opened, Mardusk moved witha surprising amount of speed to the Flight Control operator on duty. “Lieutenant. You’re gonna have a shuttle dropping out of warp and inbound any second. They are cleared to dock.” he said between some deep breaths.

“I don’t have anything on the schedule, Lieutenant. And you know how the Skipper hates unannounced visi-“

“It’s a Star Fleet Vice Admiral, and she is here to see me… not the Skipper.” And at that moment a shuttle dropped out of warp less than a hundred kilometers from the Atlantis. =/\= Atlantis, this Federation Shuttle Trifecta. Request permission to dock. =/\=

Mardusk cursed slightly and listened over the comms to see how the bridge reacted.

Mardusk, CoS

=/\= Shuttle Trifecta, this is Lieutenant Commander Nash. We do not have you on our list of visitors today, but I have a docking clearance filled out for you. This is unusual, please state your business on board the Atlantis. =/\=

Nash sat back and toyed with the controls on the arm of the chair, that they happened to be the controls for manual targeting might have been coincidence, maybe not.

Lt Cmdr Nash, CTO

A female voice came back and said =/\= Atlantis. Shuttle Trifecta. My business is personal, and the clearance has been approved. I’m not used to having my actions questioned further, Mr. Nash. Now if you would be so kind as to allow me to dock, I will happily discuss any… inconvenience… in person. Trifecta out. =/\=

Nash was highly unimpressed at the tone and implied threat, and he didn’t much care that she didn’t care for having her actions questioned. It was his job, he had the seat and he had the bomb. Her avoiding the questions was also not a good way to step onto his ship, so, he was about to open the comm to order the shuttle to hold position pending a security check on the transponder codes, when the line opened for him.

Following the exchange, Mardusk’s voice came over the comms. =/\= Commander Nash, I approved the clearance. Trust me. This is one you really don’t wanna deal with. =/\=

Mardusk, CoS

Nash tapped his fingers on the arm of the chair a moment, maybe he did wanna deal with that one, but in any case, he would let Mardusk play with this one himself. =/\= You know I don’t trust anyone Mardusk, but seeing as it’s you, I’ll drop shields and welcome them aboard. Maybe you should teach her the correct way to board a Federation Star Ship while she’s here. =/\=

Clicking over the comm, he hailed the shuttle once more.

=/\= Shuttle Trifecta, you are cleared to dock. Enjoy your stay. =/\= Not waiting for an answer he closed the comm and nodded to Operations, who dropped the shields for the shuttle to board.

Lt Cmdr Nash, Tactical

The sound of relief was almost palpable in the Security Chief’s voice. =/\= Appreciate it, Commander. I owe you a drink. =/\=

Looking at the Flight Control officer, Mardusk said “Ok. Bring her in and let’s get this done.”.

Mardusk, CoS

The shuttle slid into the docking bay with practiced ease, and came to settle on the deck. Before the engines had even wound down, the hatch opened and a female Orion with brilliant emerald skin and wearing a Star Fleet Command uniform with Vice Admiral pips stepped out. Looking around, she spied Mardusk and said “Is this how you greet a Vice-Admiral, Lieutenant Commander?” Hearing the question, the Docking Bay Watch officer sent a text-only message to the Captain. =/\= Admiral just arrived, Shuttle bay. =/\=

Mardusk slowly made his way over to the woman and looked down at her. “Nope. But it’s how I greet my mom.” and he smiled a huge grin and wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the deck.

Mardusk, CoS

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Captain’s ready room
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“I am doing that,” Kelly sighed tired of all the paperwork that came with the job. It was pointless, mundane and seemed to have tripled along with the size of her crew. Blindly groping to her right she searched for the mug of coffee she knew had to be there. Her fingertips hooked the top edge allowing her hand to trace down the edge. The hard, smooth curve felt almost erotic against her fingers as they slid down the cylinder finding the curve where the handle met the base. Curling her fingers around it she guided the mug of hot dark perfection to her lips almost on autopilot. Taking a long draw she remembered why she did this every day: The coffee. It was the coffee and the huge sleek honkin’ space guns her new ride sported.

Everything was fine until she saw an internal message pop up. =/\= Admiral just arrived, Shuttle bay. =/\= Crewman Mock Donem Docking Bay Watch officer. If Kelly was so fixated on the word Admiral she might have caught the heads up from her officer yet she was solely focused on that word. “Ugh Ian you told me that you altered the sensors so that we would have a heads up before he stepped foot on my ship,” she ranted to her husband already moving to the turbo and heading to the shuttle bay.

As the doors to the turbo snapped shut Kelly looked at her yeoman. “You really suck at this job. Both of them. How do you not know when he is planning to waltz on MY ship like he owns the damn thing,” she grumbled.

Stepping out of the turbo, Kelly started to think of all the people she was going to rant to. There was Nash whose job it was to tactically stop threats. How did Perkins get past him? There was Styxx that should have had his presence registered as a hostile threat as she outlined in her last memo about How to deal with Reginal Perkins. She also thought about Mardusk. Where was her wall of pure Orion muscle in all this? While Kelly hated staff meetings, there would be one on this as soon as she could call one. “Call a staff meeting,” she told Ian. “I want to go over the procedures,” she stated firmly entering the cavernous shuttle bay, “on how we deal with that man because apparently,” Kelly stopped in her tracks seeing Mardusk’s frame talking to someone. His large size prevented her from seeing who it was he was speaking to. “And put in that Mardusk gets a promotion,” she continued heading over to her chief of security. “He is the only one on the ball,” she finished her sentence as she cornered the Orion’s large frame.

“Admiral why are you heh,” she immediately stopped her sharp officer tone seeing not some weasel-like man with dark beady eyes and a wispy mustache but another Orion. Not sure what to do, Kelly immediately backtracked looking at Mardusk and Ian for a little help.

Captain Kelly Bordeaux

The Orion Admiral was everything one would expect from a female if the species. Lithe, stunningly beautiful, and at the moment completely focused on Mardusk. As the Captain cut herself off, the Admiral looked away from the Security Chief and towards Kelly. Flashing a dazzling smile of perfectly white teeth against deep green lips, she released Mardusk and stood and faced the Atlantis’s CO.

“Captain Bordeaux. I am Vice Admiral Manoxxa Mardusk. Permission to come aboard, Captain?” she asked, her voice soft and sultry; her tone more appropriate for someone singing a torch song than a Flag Officer in Star Fleet addressing a ship’s Captain.

Mardusk, CoS

Few things threw Kelly Bordeaux in her life. She always went with the flow. In the past few years however this has gotten her into more unexpected situations. Not that any of these situations had turned out badly. Joking with Admiral McLean that she was the true power behind the Knight-Shultz command team earned her the Atlantis. A shore leave for her a husband. This however was a curve ball she didn’t see coming and if it was a fly ball deep into centerfield she would be walking to medical with a concussion. The woman before her was not only beautiful but almost the outword expression of ultimate femininity. She moved with the grace of a ballet dancer. Her voice was melodic to the point of hypnotizing. Extending her hand Kelly gave the woman a sheepish grin. “Welcome to the Atlantis. Admiral Mardusk, I am assuming there is a connection to this guy on my left,” Kelly inclined her head slightly.

Captain Kelly Bordeaux


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