Posted June 8, 2019, 12:40 a.m. by Captain Kelly Shultz (Commanding Officer) (Kate O'Neill)
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
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
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