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Posted June 10, 2020, 3:52 p.m. by Commander Richard "Ricochet" O'Shea (Cmd Air Group (CAG)) (Terry Sullivan)

Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in CIC

Posted by Gamemaster Kenson Koh (Gamemaster) in CIC

Posted by Commander Richard “Ricochet” O’Shea (Cmd Air Group (CAG)) in CIC

SNIP
The two eventually made their way to the guest quarters and found Mrs. Pitch’s cabin. Before ringing the chime, Ric listened for any sound coming from inside.

When he did ring, he added, “Mrs. Pitch? It’s Cmdr O’Shea and Lt. Primage. We just wanted to check n with you to make sure you and your son are getting on okay.”

Ricochet (CAG)

Xandra smiled and shook her head. “Cool Uncle… maybe. But something tells me, as a Dad it would be an entirely different story,” she looked at him teasing and then back the way they were going.

When he knocked on the door, she bit her lip wondering how warm a welcome they would received. Not thinking, she touched his hand and waited.

Xandra
Pilot

Mrs. Pitch came to the door. “Yes?” she asked when she saw the two at the door. She was smiling.

GM

Xandra smiled back. “Mrs Pitch, this is Commander O’Shea and I’m Lieutenant Primage. I was wondering if we could come in and speak to you a moment. Is that all right?” Was better to stat polite and get a little more stern if they had to, than descend on the woman like she was suspected of something nefarious.

Xandra
Pilot

“Of course,” Mrs Pitch said, “Please sit down,” and she pointed to the small sitting area in the guest quarters. There was a sound in the direction of the bedroom. “Sorry, my son has just woken up. Please give me a minute to tend to him.” With this she left for the sleeping area,

She returned with the child, wrapped in thin blankets, cradled in her arms. “Yes, what can I do to help?”

GM

OOC: Lt. Prescott?? ;p (lol poop)

IC; Ric did his best to make the woman feel at ease. He looked at the child and smiled. “He’s a cute young man, Mrs. Pitch I have a feeling he’s going to break a lot of little girls hearts as he grows up.”

He let the woman get settled. “Ma’am, I don’t mean to pry, but I’d like to ask you a few questions about the time you were on the Sierra, if that’s altight?”

Ricochet (CAG)

Naturally, as soon as it looked like they were about to get a rapport there was an interruption.

=^=Attention all hands,=^= Jason’s voice announced over the intercome.. =^=We have just been informed that the wreckage of the USS Hotspur a survey ship currently assigned to map the Gamma Quadrant has recovered by the USS Titan. I ask that all aboard stop whatever you’re doing and stand at attention in honor of the brave men and women who served aboard her. A moment of silence, please!=^= There was a brief pause before the commander’s voice spoke again. =^=For the next thirty seconds, let us remember the officers and crew of the Hotspur.=^=

Jason Harn, aCO, making a ship wide announcement

Mrs Pitch frowned at the announcement but the frown was instantly removed when she realized the two officers were looking at her.

GM

Xandra glanced a moment at Ric then smiled and looked at the woman. “Your child is adorable, may I hold him?” She stood up and stepped over with her arms out. “I’ve always wanted children. But our life isn’t cut out for them. You are so amazing to have such a precious gift.” Her smile was genuine as she looked down with her arms slightly towards Mrs. Pitch.

She slowly lowered to her knees as if showing the woman she had no plans to stand at attention. She wasn’t going to let the orders overshadow the reason they were here. And the frown led Xandra to believe that standing at attention in this woman’s quarters, wasn’t the way to do it. She kept her back to Ric, not wanting to see the disapproval on his face of an almost blatant disregard for the orders given by their Commanding Officer.

Xandra
“Sehlat” callsign

Mrs. Pitch smiled and allowed her to carry the child. The child was also smiling and reached out his hand to touch Xandra. As soon as she was touched, Xandra felt a tingling that was gone in a split second. She had felt that sensation before … it was during their last mission … before her body was taken over by the planet … Although she did not feel loss of her control for the moment …

GM

She had turned her back in the light bouncing/dancing motion she was making with the child. As it touched her, she was facing Ric, not the mom. As the tingle flowed thru her, there was a moment of absolute terror on her face he would only catch if he had been looking. It was gone the next moment and a look of something different, adoration perhaps, made her smile slip back into place as she kept up the bouncing and slowly turned back to the mom as she wandered the small quarters.

She eventually worked her way to the window to look out. “See that? Alllll that space is your future, little one. To explore and love as the rest of us do.” She was cooing and whispering to the child as she let Ric handle the mother. She kept looking into the child’s eyes as if trying to actually see a manifestation of what she felt. “Such a love…” she whispered, absently reaching for the child’s hand with her right hand. The precious bundle held with her left arm.

Xandra
Pilot
(Mom material?)

He did see it, but wasn’t sure what “it” was. The look on Xandra’s face gave him all the reassurance he needed. He had to keep the lady occupied and try to discover what she knew. “It looks like you’ve found a babysitter while you’re here on the Olinski, Mrs. Pitch.”

Ric kept the smile on his face and the pleasantness in his voice. “Ma’am, do you mind if I ask you a few questions about your time on the Sierra. I’m just curious why you felt the need to come aboard the Olinski. I mean, it would have been quicker for you ro get to the starbase staying onboard her. We weren’t directed to go to the base unless the Sierra couldn’t lift off. . . .”

Ricochet (CAG)

Mrs. Pitch looked slightly taken aback. “I was told that the ship would eventually reach a starbase. I was very upset with the Captain of the Sierra. He was rather old and stubborn. When I asked about the delay, he merely said that he was on top of things and the ship would eventually reach starbase. I wasn’t going to trust him any longer. As long as it was just the Sierra, I would have to bite the bullet. However, your lovely ship came and when I asked, I was given permission.” Then looking at Xandra carrying her child, she continued, “He has a way with people. One generally just enjoy his company.”

GM

Xandra turned and smiled. “He is a love to hold, to be sure. May I ask where the father is? I mean,” she looked embarrassed, “I don’t mean to pry if it’s a painful issue.” She smiled at Ric watching her and nodded she was all right. It looked like she was assuring him that holding the child was a pleasure.

Then she had an idea. Looking down at the baby, she cooed, “Let’s let Uncle Ric hold you. That man could use a smile.” She came over and stood in front of him, leaning down with the child nestled in her arms.

“Ahhh, no, that’s okay. I’m not much of a kid person. . .” Ric feigned disinterest. He wanted to block out any positive feelings about the child in an effort to see IF the baby had any kind of impact on him, to if there was some kind of unsolicited change in attitude.

“Here, you need practice. I’m sure you’ll catch some hottie and have beautiful babies someday.” She was teasing him as an excuse to get him to hold the child. If he felt it too, then he would be able to ask. If he didn’t, then perhaps another approach was necessary.

Xandra
(Aunty Sehlat?)
Grn Squad Ldr

With an uncomfortable look on his face, Ric let her place the baby in his arms. . .

Ricochet (CAG)


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