Posted Oct. 16, 2021, 5:58 p.m. by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) (Calé Reilly)
Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Chief Science Officer/Research & Development) in Side sim: Medical Labs - Problem children make the best role models
Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) in Side sim: Medical Labs - Problem children make the best role models
Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Chief Science Officer/Research & Development) in Side sim: Medical Labs - Problem children make the best role models
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After the news that her previous CSO had to transfer Willow had spent some time looking over the resumes of those that could be considered for the role. There were two standouts, both from other ships and capable officers at that but while each one was exemplary something else niggled at the back of her mind.It wore at her like a headache and the more it wore the less she was able to work. Finally, after an hour she sent a quick memo to Dira with the two officers that would work and a statement saying that she actually didn’t want either…and had an idea. That done she headed to the labs.
Entering the redhaired woman lost no time in finding the source of the niggling annoying headache. She made a beeline directly for Kane. Her expression determined. She heard the NE working nearby Kane go. “Uhoh…your in trouble.” Under his breath and make a hasty exit.
Kane looked at the canine Anticancer and then around at the approaching Captain. Looking back at the NE, he said “Go drag your butt across the rig, will ya?” and then turned and looked at Taylor, arms folded across his chest and hair falling across his face.
“A word if you please Doctor.” She said to the tattooed man.
Willow Taylor
CO“Just one? Must be a big word.” and he stood up and walked away from the work station and towards an empty section of the lab that still had to be stocked and equipped.
“It can be a short word if you’d like to keep that attitude up. Starts with B ends in rig.” She said and followed.
Kane shrugged and said “Wouldn’t be the first time.” over his shoulder as they moved away from prying ears.
Turning, he said “Who’s mad at me now? In their defense, I probably did say whatever they said I did.”
Kane, Problem Child
Leaning against the bulkhead Willow crossed her arms and surveyed the man before her. The calculating expression on her face softened the stern look she had entered with. “I know you didn’t choose to be on this ship. Good knows we didn’t choose you.” She said after a few moments of silence. “You’ve been a pain in the ass the whole time you’ve been here. I’ve got complaints from staff members a mile long about your attitude and comments made. I’ve also got to take into account your recent…creative problem solving with a certain crew member and Intel. Now if you were in my shoes…what would you do?” She asked and waited.
Willow Taylor
COKane looked at her through narrowed eyes and said “I dunno… maybe something that starts with a ‘B’ and ends in ‘rig’? I hear Tuesday is chili night. And I do loooove me some chili.”
Kane
Still considering him Willow said slowly. “No…I don’t think so. That seems too normal for you. You piss off people they reprimand you you stay in the brig. The cycle repeats.” She took a few steps around the lab casually picking up one or two items and replacing them after a few moments inspection. “And something you said in my office the day I summoned you and Doctor Bonner…it hasn’t sat right with me since.” She said conversationally, pausing to look at him again. “You’re giving me an almighty migraine. It was the insinuation that my senior staff don’t protect their own on this ship that I think settled this for me.”
Picking up a PaDD she looked briefly at it then at Kane, “I think it’s time for a career change for you Lieutenant. Something more suited to your specific talents.”
The captain looked him up and down again. “Im sick of complaints about your attitude. So from now on you’ll be the one dealing with the attitude and complaints of others. I’m in need of a new Chief Science Officer. The jobs yours…until you die or I find someone better.” She said and raised her eyebrows questioningly.
Willow Taylor
CO
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