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Peace Offerings

Posted May 4, 2021, 8:38 p.m. by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Scientist, Medical Researcher) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) in Peace Offerings

Posted by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Scientist, Medical Researcher) in Peace Offerings

Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) in Peace Offerings

3 days. That’s how long it was before Alexis reappeared in the lab. Technically two of those days were her days off. But Alexis didn’t take days off. She was hiding, in other labs, doing other work. The fourth day she was back at her work station, early as always, first one in the lab. The music playing softly only above her section. She was tinkering with something. Four small devices to be exact. Alexis had no hope that Borchek would stop his inane chatter and so she’d developed a solution based of hearing implants. They would filter out all outside noise but would respond to the comm system and the ship announcements. It could be set to filter in anything she actually wanted to hear. A note explaining them along with a small case holding two of the devices was placed on Kane’s work table before he arrived. It was peace offering. They had to work together, and he appeared to be as annoyed by the mans chatter as she was.

She put the set she’d made for herself in and then got to work with her samples.
Lt Bonner,

Kane came in and looked at Alexis. She had been gone from the lab the last few days, ever since their… ‘card game’. He saw her immersed as usual and noted the devices in her ears. He nodded to himself… guess he had his answer.

He went to his work station and saw the box and looked at it suspiciously. But a read of the note and he nodded again, but this time with a bit less negativity. He put them in and activated them. Then he looked at Alexis. I wonder… he thought and then said loudly “Hey, Bonner!”

Kane, R&D

Luckily for Kane his voice was of a loud enough register for the ear pieces to allow the noise in. If there was an emergency they would need to know if everyone was shouting. She looked up quickly removing the pods as she did so, but saw no emergency. She turned to look at him. Still nothing…she noted he had the pods in and nodded. She was not going to get into a shouting match just to be heard. That defeated the purpose of having them for quiet. She stepped around her table closer but not too close. “Yes?”
Lt Bonner

Kane looked at her and nodded once. “Just… thanks. Appreciate the thought. Maybe these will keep me from gluing Borchek’s mouth shut. I… just… yeah. Thanks.” and he glanced away and let the hair fall over his face.

Kane,R&D

She felt a little awkward. “Oh, well…your..your welcome. It’s a good thing you yelled. I wouldn’t have heard you. They’re set to recognize each voice in the lab and their normal decible level. So anyone who ‘shouts’ will be heard.” She shrugged. But she just admitted she’d spent hours listening to recordings of him talking or she had a very exact memory and was able to recall it in order to program the pods. “Next time just use your combadge.” Her face suddenly broke out into a smile, a real one, as something clicked. She walked the rest of the way over to his table and leaned forward against it. Her voice low, not wanting to get anyone else’s attention. “You, Solomon Kane, have a double standard. Gluing his mouth shut would harm him, but I put him in a containment field to save him from chemical burns and I get yelled at?”
Lt Bonner

Kane leaned forward and put his face just inches from her, his green eyes looking into hers. “No, not a double standard. I honestly don’t care that you put him in a containment field. I care that Talky-McChatterbox over there is going to whimper and whine about how mean and cruel we are to someone who may actually listen and then they will come in here and ruin what could be a very nice… quiet…” and he smiled slightly, “… and uninterrupted space. Thats what I was worried about. Someone ruining a…” and he leaned back and looked at her with a mischievous grin,

”… really good thing.”

Kane, R&D

She nodded, then turned red, looking away as his meaning sank in. Forcing her self to think she conceded that interference from higher ups could be an issue, but it was of no concern. “That won’t happen, everything was filed correctly. In fact he might not be quieter but he might be more careful.” She shrugged, at least Borchek’s work was confined to his space, or so it seemed. He wasn’t there yet. “So your good thin....I hope they help.” She returned to her table and her work. She replaced the pods and set the music to filter softly through them, today was ancient Earth European epics. She hummed quietly to some of them, but so low that the pods wouldn’t pick it up. At the end of her shift, having skipped any meal, she cleaned her space, securing her samples and her files. Nothing classified today. She removed the pods and put them back in the box setting them near her monitor before leaving the lab.
Lt Bonner

Kane watched her leave… and the earbuds. Another wicked grin and he moved swiftly to her station and snagged the box. He took them back to his station and spent thirty minutes… ‘modifying’… them without interfering with Alexis’ delicate work. He reboxed them and set them back as he found them, and then left the lab till tomorrow.

Kane, R&D

Alexis walked in, 0430, the lab was quiet. She set her music, the same as the day before, and put the pods in. They seemed to do the trick. Borchek and the rest could chatter away and she could work uninterrupted. Frigga was in their quarters, a day off for the working dog. Alexis was working on a 3-d model oblivious to everything and everyone else in the lab. She didn’t even look up as the door opened and Kane and the rest arrived. She was taking notes on the model and referring to slides under a microscope, and making sketches on actual paper using an old fashioned pencil. Then she looked at another slide and back at the model, then quickly to her computer pulling up information in the library medical archives. A grin spread across her face and she started manipulating the 3-D model pulling in new pieces discarding old and moving pieces around.
Lt Bonner

Kane looked at her as he came in and he put his buds in. When the smile spread across her face, he whispered “Nice smile, Bonner. Glad to see the experiment is working out.” without looking up.

Kane, R&D

There was no reaction from her at all. Her hands kept moving her gaze riveted to what she was looking at. After several more minutes she paused, stepped back, turning the model to different perspectives. She tapped the screen and swiped and another 3D model appeared, this one a neuron cell. She expanded it and took the other model and set it inside the neuron model and began manipulating DNA strands. Her hands danced through the double helix, flittering around it like playing a piano. After an hour she stepped back rolling her shoulders, tipping her head from side to side, glaring at it. She tapped a finger against her side, head tipped to the side. She turned the model again. She went back to the computer flicking through articles and data. She wasn’t aware of it, but he could hear her muttering about regeneration rates and lack of lasting damage. And then something about the possibility of forcing the creation of new neuron cells.
Lt Bonner


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