Posted by Fleet Captain Katelyn Jacobs (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: Check-in with the Captain and encounter with Sheriye - Pre-Sim - Bridge and Ready Room

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Raal M’resh (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim: Check-in with the Captain and encounter with Sheriye - Pre-Sim - Bridge and Ready Room

Posted by Fleet Captain Katelyn Jacobs (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim: Check-in with the Captain and encounter with Sheriye - Pre-Sim - Bridge and Ready Room
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Raal looked at the box for a long moment. His expression suggested perplexity, but his eyes had also gone distant, unfocused. One corner of his mouth suddenly twitched up exposing a couple of sharp teeth in a smirk. His eyes flicked up to meet Jacobs’s. “You arren’t serrious.” He picked up the small box and leaned back in his chair, still smiling. He flicked the box open and took a long at the contents. He flicked the box shut again and looked back up at Jacobs. His face was still bemused, but his pupils were close to round. “You arre serrious?”

-Raal M’resh - Scientific Advisor?

Katelyn was tempted to supply a snarky comeback, but instead nodded slowly at M’Resh. “Yes, I’m completely serious,” she replied. “As long as there are no Klingons after you… I’ve already checked that box this week.” She smirked slightly. “Do you think you can replicate a uniform or do I need to help you with that too?” Her jokes aside, she grew momentarily serious, her eyes resting on his. “I don’t know if this is what you want to do, but I would appreciate your help and I’ll support you however you need along the way.”

Jacobs, CO

Raal was shocked by how strongly the sense of homesickness washed over him. His ears flattened against his skull reflexively and he felt a chill touch his chest for a moment before he caught himself, aware that his CO was sitting across from him. He sat up, not quite embarrassed and looked her in the eye, open and vulnerable for a bare moment. He leaned back in his chair and cocked his head to look at her with a wary side-eye. “I don’t wear sleeves, they make my arms itch. And I need my work on Cait transferred to the ship.” A subtle smirk crept onto his face.

-Lt. Cmdr. Raal M’resh CSO

Katelyn’s eyes widened slightly as the intensity of the emotion her new CSO was experiencing briefly filled her senses. She met his eye contact comfortably, holding it and providing room for his moment of vulnerability. The quick return to humor didn’t shake her, though, as a matching smirk danced across her features. “Well, now, the sleeves are a deal-breaker,” she joked lightly, although the intensity of his previous emotion lurked in the recesses of her thoughts.

Folding her hands together, she leaned forward on her desk, resting her elbows there and studying M’Resh for a moment. “If you ever want to talk…” she began, but her voice trailed off for a moment as her hands visibly gripped each other more firmly. A smirk reappeared on her face, but it wasn’t accentuated by humor… more self-ridicule. “I don’t even know where to consider my home these days.” She wasn’t one to push into what she sensed in those around her, but… recent experiences had left her more alone than she had been in her entire life and maybe there was some part of her that could help him.

Jacobs, CO

His smile saddened subtly. “I, uh…I can rrelate.” He said. He broke eye contact and his smile returned. “But then, when yourr day job is charrting the everr changing position of the starrs you have to go wherre the action is. ” He wrinkled his nose, a look that was fairly frightening on a Caitian. Something to do with the flattening of the ears and exposing the the canines. Species evolved from prey animals were uncomfortable with such things. “Although, I have spent enough hourrs in Oberrth quarrterrs that I could build one by myself frrom memorry. Come to think of it, why is it always an Oberrth? Those ugly canoes with hats werre old beforre my motherr was borrn. I guess they needed all the new ships for the warr. I hearrd they mothballed the last one ten years ago. Good rriddance.” He caught her eyes again. “I was rrambling, wasn’t I. I have strrong opinions. A kind perrson would call it ‘passion.’“

-Lt. Cmdr Raal M’resh CSO

Katelyn didn’t demonstrate any sort of visceral reaction to the Caitian nose wrinkling. Decades of experience traveling the galaxy had made her fairly immune to the various potentially aggressive seeming ways that different species might show various emotions. She leaned back in her chair as she listened to M’resh, intertwining her fingers and resting them on dark gray of her uniformed abdomen. She smiled as he finished with the comment about passion and nodded her agreement. “Let’s stick with passion, it’s a good word,” she remarked with a sly look. She remained silent for a moment and then continued, “it must be particularly difficult to be away from home if you have a family.” She had glanced through his service record quickly enough to note that he was previously married and that his granddaughter was one of her science officers. Fortunately, she had been tapped for a transfer before this or else it would be inappropriate to offer the position to a blood relative of hers.

Jacobs, CO

Raal’s eyes narrowed. “Are you familiar with the ‘Three Body Problem’? You’d be forgiven if you weren’t. It has to do with gravitational mechanics.” He paused for a moment.

“To put it simply, if you have thrree masses interracting in a vacuum they will orrbit a centerr of mass, howeverr, theirr orrbits are necessarrily chaotic and extrremely difficult to trrack. In some cases vanishingly impossible. The masses are attrracted to each otherr and sometimes come verry close to each otherr, sometimes theirr orrbits crross, orr pass thrrough the centerr of mass, but they almost neverr become stable.” He sighed. “That’s me and family. And of courrse, I always assumed I was the centerr.”

-Lt. Cmdr. Raal M’resh CSO