Posted Sept. 15, 2020, 9:56 p.m. by Ensign James Mason (Engineer) (Jeremiah Bullock)
Posted by Gamemaster Alias Smith N. Jones, Esq. (GMT) in Main Sim - Engineering - Poparazzi Please! (Tag Engineering)
Posted by Ensign James Mason (Engineer) in Main Sim - Engineering - Poparazzi Please! (Tag Engineering)
Posted by Gamemaster Alias Smith N. Jones, Esq. (GMT) in Main Sim - Engineering - Poparazzi Please! (Tag Engineering)
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As the ship slowly drifted away from Earth Station One, the comms activated and a mesaafe came through.=/\= Bridge to Engineering. Incoming subspace communication. Requesting Engineering representative of the Dresden. Please acknowledge, Engineering. =/\=
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Bump for any Engineering personnel
Mason finally had gotten a moment to himself, and a moment to consider just how he was going to help his friends on the outside when the loudspeaker in Engineering popped on, and a quiet voice called his name. “Ensign Mason, Bridge is calling and no other officers are on deck… They’re requesting an Engineering representative for a subspace transmission.”
The engineering officer mentally cursed as the petty officer informed him. There went his chance to start investigating what could properly placed for his later use. He quickly hustled up to the main engineering control center and nodded thankfully to the petty officer on shift before replying to the transmission. “Ensign Mason with Engineering here. What do you need me to do?”
Ensign Mason, Engineering
There was a pause and then a soft, feminine voice came through the comms as the viewer activated. A human woman in her later twenties or early thirties appeared, bright red hair and shimmering green eyes looked and a broad smile crossed her face. =/\= Ensign Mason? James Mason? Is that really you? OH MY GOD! Its been so long! I didn’t know you were on the Dresden! How are you?!=/\= she said, her eyes shimmering and the smile spearing out, making her eyes dance and sparkle as she leaned closer to the veiwer.
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Mason was immediately reminded of the time he’d been lectured by Chief Jackson not to fall for a pretty smile and someone a little too interested in him. He’d thought the lecture had been as worthless as space dust until a fellow crew member had forced to go to the Bonchune’s command for help extricating herself out of a Ferengi contract she’d drunkenly signed. The ensign had made absolutely sure to follow his chief’s advice regarding trips into port after that.
This new…contact reminded him of several near misses that his chief’s advice had barely saved him from. Unknown, friendly, beautiful, and almost assuredly wanting something from him. Still, half the fun in situations like these was to just play along, and see what exactly the lure was hiding. Grinning into the viewer he nodded. “It’s me in the flesh, if just a little more banged up than last time. Life’s been treating me well so far, and I can’t complain. How have the tides of time treated you?”
Ensign Mason, Engineering
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