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USS Calypso, 2394- When Things Go Awry

Posted Nov. 13, 2021, 12:12 p.m. by Commander Dira Myqian (Executive Officer) (Lindsay B)

Posted by Lieutenant Robert Mason (Chief Engineer) in USS Calypso, 2394- When Things Go Awry

Posted by Commander Dira Myqian (Executive Officer) in USS Calypso, 2394- When Things Go Awry

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“Since I’m your homing beacon, I’ll take point for the time being, but Mason, if you can keep an eye on our surroundings and scans for anything unexpected, that would be good. With all my focus on the miners, I might miss something,” Dira said moving towards the hatch. Good thing they still had power.

“Sure thing, ma’am,” Mason acknowledged. He promptly stopped paying any attention at all to the XO and got his tricorder ready.

Franks didn’t seem pleased by this at all, but he still looked for his helmet. Or tried to; his headache seemed to get worse as he looked around. Rodriguez helped him pick it up off the floor and put it on; after determining the seal was good she put her own helmet on and then everyone was ready to go.

As the hatch lowered, they found they had to clamber carefully over the edge and drop slightly to the ground given the shuttle was on an angle from it’s nose dive into the surface. “Watch the edges so you don’t snag your suit. Last thing we want is a rupture,” Myqian said as she swung herself over easily.

Bob made a little hop at the top of the edge, and landed a few feet away from the shuttle. It was perhaps a little risky, but the asteroid’s gravity was low. As his feet hit the ground, he opened his tricorder and started scanning.

She waited for William to make his way over and stepped closer to offer him assistance. She wanted to privately ask him how he was feeling but not only was that likely to backfire, she would have to switch to a private comm line and right now that also was a bad idea. They all needed to be working together and for the moment she wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Though… that wouldn’t stretch too far right now.

~Lt. Cmdr Myqian, CNS

After they both made it down, William bumped his helmet into hers, in what could look like an accident. In reality, he was using the old trick of using sound conduction to speak privately without using any communicators.

The EVA suits concealed a great deal of subtle body language, so it was unlikely anyone could see her freeze. They certainly wouldn’t know that momentary panic tat swept over her, nor could William see it in her eyes as she looked down. For an every so brief moment, her mind flashed back to that oh so uncomfortable moment in her office when he had leaned in and brushed hips lips against hers. Even as she gently rebuffed him and explained that whatever he thought was going to happen would not be, and that she was his therapist and that can lead to feelings of intimacy there were not really there. Separating herself out of his therapy had been a simple process, but she had known that once they began to interact again, it would be awkward. She clearly wasn’t wrong. In another scenario, she could create clear space between them. Here it was harder.

“We shouldn’t be taking him with us,” he said bitterly. Only Dira would be able to hear it.

Dira frowned, the question she had been primed to ask lost to her confusion. Wait, what? Mason was the problem here? Well, of course he was, right? Anyone but William himself.

Rodriguez was the last one off of the shuttle. As she stepped off, she took note of Dira and Franks being in unusual proximity.

“Are you alright Commander?” she asked over the comm link.
“Sorry, yeah, I tripped for a second, but I think I’m OK,” he replied. He backed away from Dira. The point had been made. It didn’t actually make any real sense to anyone who was thinking rationally, but for some reason it was important to Franks that he make it.

– Lieutenant (j.g.) Robert Mason, Engineer and Creepy William the Calypso XO

She stared at him hard, though the mix of feelings he had induced in her had been well concealed. There was a problem here and she wasn’t sure it was something she could address now, especially given the mission at hand. Taking a deep breath, Dira moved away from their crippled runabout. “Alright, this way,” she said, focusing her mind on the people she knew were still alive. For a moment she inhaled sharply, that sense of pain overwhelming her. But with a moment to focus on shielding, she dulled the sensation even as she moved towards it. We’re on the way, hold on.

~Lt. Cmdr Myqian, CNS


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