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side - sim: Down Time (attn Colter)

Posted Nov. 21, 2022, 6:40 a.m. by Lieutenant Hannah Lori Asimina (Medical Officer) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Commander Daniel “DaVinci” Colter (Executive Officer/CIO) in side - sim: Down Time (attn Colter)

Posted by Lieutenant Hannah Lori Asimina (Medical Officer) in side - sim: Down Time (attn Colter)

Posted by Commander Daniel “DaVinci” Colter (Executive Officer/CIO) in side - sim: Down Time (attn Colter)
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Hannah signed off on the last medical file of the day. N’Goyin was doing well with his new prothesis. They had tried to save his hand, but the damage from the plasma was too extensive. It had been a long 2 weeks helping N’Goyin come to terms with the loss of his hand and then surgery and beginning recover and learning to use the new hand. On top of that, this week had been busy with yearly physicals. And it just seemed to be one of those weeks where everyone got sick or hurt.

She checked the duty roster before getting up, thankful to have the next couple of days off. She shut down her terminal and then left Sickbay, heading back to her quarters. She felt like she hadn’t seen Daniel in weeks, when it had just been that morning. Medical had just been that busy. Their quarters were empty and quiet, but for Hannah it was still noisy. She removed her implants and dropped them in the container by the bed, and her combadge next to it.

There were messages waiting to be read and answered, but they could wait. She shrugged off her lab coat, toed her shoes off and grabbed her robe on the way to a hot shower that would hopefully release the knots in her shoulders and the ache in her back.

Asimina, med

At about that moment, the chime to the door to the quarters rang. On the outside, Dante stood and waited for it to be answered. Colter’s shift had ended not a long time earlier and he assumed that he would be at home, and Dante had a few unofficial questions about the impending visit to Earth and Colters ranch that he wanted to settle before he turned the ship in Earth’s direction.

Hannah had just wrapped her hair in a towel when the lights in their quarters began to flash. She grabbed her towel and hurried into the bedroom. If it was just her living here, she’d grab her robe. However, people of all ranks came to see Daniel and she would not want them to feel awkward or that they shouldn’t come by to see him. She grabbed a navy blue with tiny white polka dots, calf length dress, and slipped it on. She hurried to the door, pulling the towel down and trying to dry the ends of her hair so they didn’t drip. In her haste she forgot her implants.

So, standing outside the door to his quarters and a bottle of decent wine in hand, Dante waited for Colter to open up.

Captain Knight, CO

The door opened and Hannah blinked, “Cpt Knight.” Her hands moved signing his name and then as well, “Come in.” That was not who she was expecting to be at the door.

Asimina, med

Dante knew full well that Colter didn’t live here alone, but it was still a small surprise to see Asimina open the door and he blinked for a moment, especially realizing her hair was wet from a shower. “Oh I would love to, thank you but before I do, is Commander Colter in?” As he spoke slowly and clearly so she could read his lips, he moved the bottle of wine out of sight of anyone walking down the corridor. He wasn’t a prude, far from it, but at the same time standing in the hallway with a bottle of wine outside the Executive Officers quarters talking to Colters freshly showered other half simply wasn’t a good look. Neither was walking into the quarters with said wine and half-wet other half if Colter wasn’t home.

Captain Knight

Hannah didn’t think much of it, except to be glad she didn’t answer in her robe. Everyone knew Cpt Knight was totally devoted to Dr Knight and their son. And the entire medical staff and then some knew how crazy she and Daniel were about each other. She shook her head, her voice quieter than normal, careful not to yell since she couldn’t hear. “No Sir, he’s not.” Then she paused and held up a finger, “A moment please.” She disappeared and less than a minute later she came back, hair in a bun, a long sweater on over the dress and attaching her implants. “Forgive me, Sir. No, Daniel isn’t here yet, but he should be soon. Is there something I can do?”

Asimina, med

“I was just dropping by with this,” Dante raised the bottle of wine, “as a thank you for Daniel volunteering his Ranch for some shore leave when we reach Earth. It’s nothing much, just a bottle of champagne I stole from my father last time he was here.” Dante smirked as he said it. His father was a grumpy old drunk to be honest, but he was a grumpy old drunk with good taste. Years of running a cargo freighter in dangerous frontier zones would do that to a man, and good alcohol was something the two of them, and Dante’s wife Natasha, could happily bond over.

“I can leave it here for when he returns, there’s no rush. I’m sure I’ll see him sooner rather than later anyway.” The smirk turned into a relaxed smile.

Captain Knight

“Sure. I’ll let him know you were looking…” Hannah saw movement down the corridor and turned her head to look.

DaVinci rounded the corner in the corridor to aww his CO standing outside the door to his quarters, offering a bottle of wine to Hannah.

“Skipper?” the XO began. As he approached closer, he saw Hannah in the doorway. “I really hope that bottle is for me, and this isn’t some feeble attempt to seduce my personal physical therapist. because I guarantee you, this time you’ll lose.”

Hannah’s face lit up at the sound of Daniel’s voice, and she laughed before suddenly stopping the odd sound in front of the captain. Hannah didn’t laugh in front if others, but Daniel always seemed to bring it out. “He’s right Captain, he’ll always win,” Hannah said as her gaze followed Daniel as he made his way over.

“Well lucky that I have my own personal physical therapist waiting for me in my own quarters,” Dante quipped, “and she keeps both my heart and my hands full.” Dante did step back however to let Colter in front of him to reach Hannah.

He smirked as he leaned in a gave Hannah as kiss on the cheek. “Hey, sweetie,” he said in greeting.

Her hands danced in the air Hey Crixus. Hannah slipped an arm around his waist and stretched up on her toes and kissed his cheek in return.

Turning back to Dante, he added “What’s up, Skip?”

Colter (XO/CIO)

Hannah stepped back out of the doorway, so they could come inside. It certainly would attract attention the three of them just standing awkwardly in the corridor. Though Daniel’s question was likely to cause enough looks. Though most of the crew new how outrageous he could be. “Captain would you like a drink?” He had brought champagne, but she wasn’t sure if the reason for the captain’s visit was really a champagne type of conversation. Though Hannah was certainly far from knowing much about wines and champagne. Hannah was more a whiskey and beer type.

Asimina, med

“Please, open the bottle if you like.” Dante stepped inside and looked around. He hadn’t seen this room since Colter and Hannah had moved in, since the previous XO had called it home.

A command red uniform jacket was hanging on the back of the workstation chair, a pair of smaller uniform boots to the side of the door out of the way. The shelves were filled with various momentos from them both. A football on a side table and a nerf gun on a shelf were among their various momentos. A few pictures of them both. All snapshots of some outdoor pursuit.

“I just felt the need to drop by and thank you for offering your Ranch for a little R&R when we reach Earth, Daniel. I had a bottle of champs in need of something to celebrate, so why not? Natasha is looking forward to it, and we are going to make a stop with the Atlantis on the way to Earth to drop off Bruce and Oscar with Kelly, uh, Captain Bordeaux, while on Earth. Well, maybe Oscar. There is some debate over which family might be the least worst influence on him and so far, Kelly as Option C is winning.”

Dante Knight, CO

“I don’t know Capt. Bordeaux, except from the stories I’ve head you and Natasha tell, but I’m thinking your boys might be better off fending for themselves,” the XO replied with a smirk.

“No need to thank me, skip, because if I remember correctly, it was YOU that offered up the ranch for a little R&R. You caught me a bit by surprise, and that doesn’t happen. . . .hardly at all.”

“I’m looking forward to it, so is Hannah. Sleeping out underneath the stars by a campfire, roasting an actual pig over an open fire pit, horseback riding. . . hell, maybe I’ll even teach you to shoot a real rifle, a Winchester1873 Lever action. Originals too, not replicated.”

Colter (XO/CIO)

Hannah stepped over to the kitchen area requesting glasses from the replicator. Her dad used to surprise her mom with champagne every so often. There was a loud pop, but at least the cork didn’t go flying. She poured three glasses and carried two over before bringing hers over and sitting. “There is nothing quite like sleeping under the stars. Oh and Dutch oven peach cobbler.” They had talked about making the trip, and Hannah was excited to finally get to see it.

Asimina, med

Colter began to take a sip of champagne as Hannah spoke. Just as she finished, he choked and out flew a small stream of champagne, most of it running down his chin. Wiping his chin with his sleeve, he added, “–peach cobbler!!!”

The XO began to laugh. “Geez, Han, I thought you about to suggest Dante give Natasha a Dutch oven while were camping!!! Yeah, that would definitely keep from ever sleeping in a tent again.”

Colter (XO/CIO)

Hannah looked at him confused. She set her glass down and with her mouth firmly closed she began to sign. ‘Did I say something incorrectly?‘ That hadn’t happened in years, but it did happen. Every so often the signs, the thoughts, didn’t translate to words exactly right. There were social connotations to the words that Hannah missed or was unaware of. Those slang meanings didn’t translate smoothly into sign so they were expressed differently. ‘Oh God I didn’t offend the Captain did I? You know a,‘ She finger spelled out the word and then described it, ‘D-U-T-C-H O-V-E-N. Large, round castiron pot and lid. Put in a camp fire to cook with.‘ If she had just insulted the Captain or Dr Knight she would never live it down.

Asimina, med


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