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Mardusk's quarters...When the past doesn't match the present...or the future

Posted Nov. 22, 2021, 4:14 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Fleet Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) in Mardusk’s quarters…When the past doesn’t match the present…or the future
Ian walked out of turbo in a daze. Due to Kelly and the events of the day, no one in the crew gave his pensive look or less than jovial manner a second thought. Ian for his part also ignored everyone as if he was on a ghost ship. His mind was running a mile a minute with possibilities and their outcomes. He had no idea which side of the fence the security chief was going to fall after they talked. The reason Ian was so good at diplomacy was that Ian treated it like chess and was always five steps ahead of anything he was negotiating. Reaching the security chief’s quarters Ian knocked on it with the side of his fist rather than the casual knuckle rap of a friendly visit. The knock was not a pounding or demanding but it was more of someone being frustrated and stressed out. “Mardusk,” Ian added for emphasis.

Ian did not wait to be let in the second the door opened. Blowing in, he moved with coordinated precision to the area laid out with the promised liquor. Uncorking the whiskey, Ian poured a triple and took a long swig savoring the burn and flavor in his mouth before swallowing it. Holding the glass in one hand, Ian pointed it at Mardusk in a gesture that could almost resemble a toast. “We got a problem. That kid genetically is mine.”

Ian Bordeaux

Mardusk grabbed a second glass and filled it, downed it, filled it again. “Yeah, I know. And she is so far out of her depth, she may as well be that whale from the dynamite video from all those years ago.”

Mardusk, CoS


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