Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in Side Sim: Hangar Bay (Open)

Posted by Lieutenant Ael Khev (Pilot, Red Squad Leader) in Side Sim: Hangar Bay (Open)

Posted by Lieutenant Alexandra “Little Sehlat” Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) in Side Sim: Hangar Bay (Open)
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Ael was doing a few small repairs on his fighter late at night. It was nothing that required his full attention, but enough to keep him busy. Almost ideal. He considered how much and how little things had changed. When he first arrived in the Federation, he was seen as dangerous, probably a spy. Now he was a starfleet officer with peoples’ trust. Sometimes he wondered how much of Hatham he had truly buried and how much was just hidden. Things were very different as Apex. And much better.

-Lt Ael Khev, Apex

During his off shift time Serok walked the ship as he required minimal sleep. Studying every meter of his new assignment. Some things were familiar and some were completely different then 70 years ago. It was late and the best time to examine his surroundings as there were fewer crew filling the corridors. One thing that was very different from the last Starship he was on was a hanger with light fighters inside. As he entered the hanger he examined the fighters. Things had certainly changed since he was last in Starfleet. That’s when he noticed Ael. He approached quietly. He was cautious but ready to react if the need arose. “I’m sure there is a logical explanation why a Romulan in a Starfleet uniform is interested in this fighter.” The Vulcan announced.

Ensign Serok (Science)

Ael rose to his full height and turned to face Serok. “The logical explanation you’re looking for is that this is my fighter. I’m Lieutenant Ael Khev. I’m sure there’s a logical reason why you would assume anything other than I’m a member of the crew performing my duties.”

-Lt Ael Khev, Apex

Serok looked at the fighter then back to Ael. “I am Vulcan, I do not assume. I was unaware that anyone of the Romulan free state were members of Starfleet. Perhaps that is an oversight on my behalf.” Romulans were well known for being shrewd and cunning. A simple check of the crew manifest would verify his story. Which he could do at later time. “My apologies, Lieutenant. I am Ensign Serok. I have recently been assigned to this ship. I do find your presence here…curious.” He replied honestly.

Ensign Serok (Science)

It wasn’t unusual for most of the pilots to be up all hours of the night. Most were on such strange rotation that there were usually nearly half a dozen around at any given time. This time, Xandra was one of those half dozen. Her head popped out of the cockpit as Ael and the Vulcan were speaking. “APEX!” She raised her voice with a half laugh. “You gonna tell me if the circuit tripped this time, or not?” Seeing he was speaking to someone else, she brushed an errant strand of dark hair behind her ear and smiled. She was standing enough to show she was well built and lean all at once. Her jumper was off on top and ties around her waist. Her white tshirt hugging her form as she nodded respectfully. “My apologies. I didn’t realize you were speaking to someone. Hi,” she said, suddenly a little more than embarrassed. “I’m Xandra. Sorry to interrupt.”

Xandra
Pilot

“Not interrupting much. Ensign Serok was just reminding me that I’m Romulan.” Ael replied with a half smile.

-Lt Ael Khev, Apex

Xandra feigned surprise. “Romulan? Are you really? Huh.” She laughed and winked at Serok. “And here with his manners is thought him Klingon this whole time.”

Xandra
Pilot

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Serok’s brow raised when Ael replied. Why would I remind him of that which he knows. That he is Romulan. He thought. Then he remembered an emotional response given called sarcasm he believed it was called. Being around only Vulcans for 70 years the nuances of communicating with other species he knew would be an adjustment.

As he turned to acknowledge the woman speaking his brow rose again. The sight of a woman wearing a tight fitting shirt and not completely in uniform was unexpected. Aside from uniforms and Vulcan robes this was the most he had seen of a woman’s body for a quite some time. He noticed the pigmentation turn red on her face. Blushing he thought it was referred to. “As the Lieutenant casually mentioned, I am Ensign Serok. Greetings Xandra. I was merely curious about the Lieutenants presence aboard this ship. I have been away for quite sometime and perhaps that has left me…out of touch I believe is the saying.” He explained almost awkwardly for a Vulcan.

Ensign Serok (Science)

“Well,” she laughed and winked at Ael. “I think we will get along just fine. I wonder about his presence on board all the time.”

Hopping out of the cockpit, she slid easily to the deck and smiled coming to the two of them. “To be honest, he’s the other Wing Leader here. And a damned fine pilot. Though please don’t tell him I said so,” she made the comment in a whisper though it was loud enough for Apex to hear, “There won’t be any living with him if he knew.”

She brushed her hands on the turned down jumper legs. “So what brings you to the hanger, Serok? I’m sure it’s not to see the makeup of the crew is evenly distributed amongst those represented by the Federation.” She was smiling and teasing but completely at ease in her dress and manner as the pilot leaned back on the bird and glanced up at Ael beside her.

Xandra
Pilot