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Side sim : Boredom is an awful thing (set after current mission end)

Posted July 25, 2022, 12:48 a.m. by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) (Calé Reilly)

Posted by Commander Brad Walker (Chief Of Staff/Second Officer) in Side sim : Boredom is an awful thing (set after current mission end)

Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) in Side sim : Boredom is an awful thing (set after current mission end)

Posted by Commander Brad Walker (Chief Of Staff/Second Officer) in Side sim : Boredom is an awful thing (set after current mission end)
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They had fulfilled their task. That’s what she put in her report to starfleet. The arms and legs the mission had grown was essentially just par for the course and there was nothing that could be done. Yet she had to admit, as she sat at her desk and sipped her peach iced tea, knowing he was fine now, seeing Golfink in his boxer shorts had been an absolutely amazing outcome.

She filed the last of the crew transfer orders and sent a message to Dira to organise a time for them to look at crew performance, promotions were on the horizon and there was time for some R and R and maybe even some shore-leave once they got back to the station.

Rubbing her hands over her eyes tiredly She sat and pondered the crew manifest. Pausing when she reached Dr Walker’s file. The corners of her mouth turned upwards slightly and she recalled the conversation they had had in primary when Golfink had been being screened.

Picking up a stylus she began to do something she hadn’t done since her academy days, she sketched a short cartoon. Chuckling to herself as she worked.

Some time later, an hour maybe she sat back and watched the image she had created as the computer animated it for her. There was little cartoon Brad, in his pyjamas, working away at his desk. He reached over to pick up a slightly oversized cup and took a drink from it. A puff of smoke and stars and there in his place stood a llama with Cartoon brad’s hair and his pyjamas blinking in a surprised sort of way. The cup still held in his little llama foot. The animation began to play again from the start.

Still chuckling Willow bit her lip and watched it a couple more times then checked the time, it wasn’t too late…she swithered a moment longer then sent it directly to Walker.

Willow Taylor
CO

In his office, Brad was doing much as his cartoon self had been when the incoming message chime sounded. Sighing, he saved his progress on the current item he was working on and pulled it up, confused as to the message reading as from WIllow, but with no subject, and only a videofile attachment.

He hit play regardless, and couldn’t help himself from laughing as he grabbed a spare PaDD and asked GALEN to bring up a video editing program and a 300-year-old cartoon film, since his artistic skills were roughly comparable to a chicken who’s feet had been dipped in paint and set on canvas immediately prior to decapitation.

20 minutes later, Willow received a reply to her message with an attachment of Brad’s own.

A cartoon anonymous henchman vanishing in a cloud of pink smoke, only to be replaced by a cow, then turning to his villainess boss and speaking: “Hey, I’ve been turned into a cow. Can I go home?”

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Back in her office Willow waited impatiently to see what he would do. When the chime on her computer terminal sounded to say she had a message she nearly spat the mouthful of tea she had taken seconds before all over the screen. The clip played and she laughed. An old film but she knew he had gotten the joke. She opened another message.

what’s the differential for turning into a cow, and secondary to that why does he get to go home if the others don’t. she wrote and still chucking with a mixture of amusement and anticipation for his reply hit send.

Willow Taylor
CO

Patient reports acute cellular metamorphosis subsequent to exposure to pink aerosol of unknown origin, claims normal humanoid appearance but now resembles bipedal bovine. DNA analysis underway to determine possible timeframe for reversion to original appearance. was the eventual response. I can’t really offer a justification for letting him go home, unless he needed to explain something to a partner? Maybe all the other guards were single?

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

When the message came in Willow looked up from her next sketch and chuckled. She animated the cartoon she had been working on and sent it in response. Cartoon willow sat at her desk drinking tea, the magic puff of smoke occurred and in her place an evil looking shadow either glowing eyes and teeth appeared for a split second before panning out to reveal a small fluffy red kitten wearing captains pips. Cartoon cat willow blinked and made a meow face.

She sat back chuckling to herself and waited.

Willow Taylor
CO

Brad’s reply came back much quicker this time, a similar cat trying (and failing miserably) to open another vial, ultimately bouncing it off the side of a tall building before plunging off the ledge after it.

“For the last time, we did not order a giant trampoline!”

“Y’know, pal, ya coulda told me that before I set it up!”

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

This time she really laughed and pulled up the video file from the film. She cropped the next part of the sequence out, recoloured the cat to match her cartoon and watched it hit the trampoline, bounce back up and intercept the vial mid air. Laughing maniacally the cat shot past the films protagonists and then went crunch headfirst into an archway in the building. Here she cut it and added a small cartoon sign. Captain has head ache, medical assistance required

She saved the edited portion of the film and sent it back to Brad. Golfink could keep his editing processes, this sort of video creation she rather liked.

Willow Taylor
CO

Her commbadge chirped shortly thereafter. =/\= Do you really have a headache or are you just being silly? =/\=

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

She hit it =^= I blame the end of mission reports. But no I didn’t crack my head off of a building after bouncing up off a giant trampoline.=^= she laughed unable to keep the amusement from her voice. =^= nor am I a cat you’ll be glad to know. We should watch this film sometime. =^=

Willow Taylor
CO

=/\=That works because I’m not a llama either,=/\= Brad retorted. =/\=Also, do I even want to know how end of mission reports got you to do a cartoon of me transmogrifying myself?=/\=

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Willow laughed again =^= I was just finishing and going through the manifest looking at promotions etc, then I saw your name and remembered the conversation the other day and well…I don’t know it seemed like the thing to do at the time. I’m either bored or delirious you pick.=^= she gave another light chuckle.

Willow Taylor
CO

=/\=I’ll definitely lean more towards the latter if you’re thinking of promoting me again,=/\= Brad teased back. =/\=I’ll only be even worse if we’re equal rank. Imagine the shenanigans I can get up to then if you stay up past your bedtime.=/\=

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

=^= Dully noted, maybe I should think of demoting you if you pull that stunt again.= ^ = she pulled a face he couldn’t see. =^= But I promise if you really do transmogrify yourself, I’ll let you go home. Don’t worry.=^= she added and laughed again.

Did she sound mildly hysterical now? She wasn’t sure and it didn’t lend itself to not sounding delirious but even if it meant he came up to tell her off she couldn’t help herself, for some reason the whole thing was just really funny.

Willow Taylor
CO

=/\=You’re making it sound like I should come up there right now and do it again,=/\= Brad replied, in a tone that made it clear he was frowning. =/\=How long have you been in your office?=/\=

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

She felt a small deflation, she had been enjoying the teasing and while she didnt want him to come up and storm in part of her maybe wouldn’t mind the excuse to see him…she felt her heart skip. Not that she needed an excuse of course…why would she? Absently bringing a hand up to rub over the right side of her sternum as if this would make the fluttering and fuzzy feeling go away and realised she hadn’t answered him.

She coughed to clear her throat and said. =^= A few hours. Duty shift ended about an hour or so before I messaged you the first cartoon. I’m not tired. =^=

Willow Taylor
CO


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