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Posted May 5, 2021, 11:28 a.m. by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) (Geoff Joosten)

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“Captain Taylor will be here when she is able,” Dira said, taking a step closer to the man who practically vibrated not just excitement but a sense of ownership over the whole situation. Her posture was already very good, but she could take on something more imposing if she needed.

Myqian studied Golfink. She knew the type. They could get away with practically anything, or so they believed. “Listen, and listen well. The job the officers and crew of this ship do is not easy. It’s not always glamorous. It’s not going to have the pop and sparkle you so clearly want it to have.” She stepped a tiny bit closer, and folded her arms across her chest, her dark eyes taking him in. She didn’t look angry, but there was definitely something hard in her gaze. “I’m all for showing people what life is like on a medical ship, but you will not, and I repeat not create any situation where anyone is harmed. And that doesn’t just mean physically. I am responsible for this crew and I will not let them be harassed. Now, I am happy to help you how I can but you will respect the boundaries people lay out for you, and so help me if you touch anyone without their permission, I will have you brought up on charges of assault and you can direct your promotional piece from the brig. Am I very clear?”

She wasn’t hostile in anyway, but Dira was also no push over and she would not let the crew be pushed around either.

Commander Myqian, XO

Golfink swallowed once as he watched Myqian intently. When she was done he was silent for a long time, close to 30 full seconds before he reached up and wiped a tear from his eye and started applauding. “Perfect! Just perfect! Keep that power, that presence, oh I just love it! That is gold right there, so many good lines to… Oh keep going keep going! Love it.”

Dira gave a slightly lopsided smirk. Oh, she saw through him, but it didn’t matter. She felt they understood their roles in all this very clearly.

He then waved his hand, “Oh and I don’t touch people I don’t have to. I have people for that. Good people. Best in the business. We will make you all look…” He put the fingers of his left hand together in a bunch then blew a kiss, blooming out the finger tips. “Perfect. You just go about doing your job and giving talks like that and everything will be fine. Oh the awards we will win!”

GM Wombat

Dira gave a graceful bow and as she stood upright there was a glimmer in her dark eyes. “Wouldn’t want to disappoint the awards committee,” she quipped.

“Now, maybe we can move this show out of the transporter room. We can go bug Captain Taylor later, surely?” She shot Zoi a conspiratorial look. Despite her seemingly playing along with it all, ever single word of her little speech to Golfink was utterly serious. He knew it. She knew Zoi knew it. She leaned towards the… director, or whatever his title was supposed to be. “Just be a dear and be sure to pass my little message on to your minions.”

Commander Myqian, XO

“Dahling, I am an Arteest,” he said exaggerating the accent as he turned towards the door with a stride that very much indicated if he was heading towards a pair of doors that weren’t automated he would just crash through them dramatically. “Do what you need to do to get me my material and there won’t be any issues. Believe me you aren’t the most challenging subjects. Stop by Cargo Bay 3 for your interviews. Trust me, If I can get a Gorn to read Shakespeare I can get you all to be…” With that he was out the door and around the corner headed towards the next part of the ship to inspect.

GM Wombat


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