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Main Sim - CO's Quarters - 0330 In The Morning

Posted Sept. 15, 2021, 8:06 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) (Lucas Foxley)

Posted by Captain Shirley Rogers (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - CO’s Quarters - 0330 In The Morning

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - CO’s Quarters - 0330 In The Morning

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Main Sim - CO’s Quarters - 0330 In The Morning
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Beep Beep Beep Went the comm chime

Beep! Beep! Beep! Went the comm chime again more urgently

When the Captain would finally deem to slap the annoying comm console button the night shift NE Roberts at comms came onto the screen looking nervous and sheepish. =/\= Sorry to wake you up Captain. But there is a comm call coming in for you from a… =/\= The NE looked at a report. =/\= Commodore Zwicky? Says he has our next mission ready for you. =/\= Commodore Zwicky as the Captain might know depending how into Fleet gossip they were, was a mid 40s man of a large stocky muscular nature. Nicknamed the Zwicky Tank for better or worse he was ahead of Starfleet’s Exploration Division in this sector of space.

=/\= Shall um, I put him through Captain? =/\= Roberts asked.

GM CockRoach

Shirley stretched out her arms and legs that lied comfortably beneath the covers in reaction to her communicator chirping disturbing her sleep cycle. Her new bed was quite comfortable and she just wanted to snuggle under the covers for a few more hours before she had to wake up at 06:00 for the alpha shift. However, she did sign up for this kind of nuisance upon her promotion to Captain. She reluctantly rolled over on her side as her emerald eyes glanced at the clock on her nightstand, “03:30 in the morning and he calls me about a mission, typical Zwicky.” she sighed. There was definitely no rest for the weary Captain. She extended her left arm, reached for, and picked up her communicator off the nightstand. She set it close to her lips as she pressed down on the side button.

=/\= Patch him through to my communicator Roberts. =/\=

=/\= Aye sir one moment. =/\= Roberts said.

  • Captain Shirley Rogers, CO

=/\= Captain Rogers! =/\= Said the male voice through the comm unit. =/\= Sorry for the early call but Starfleet never sleeps! =/\= He chuckled much too cheerfully for someone at 0330 hours in the morning.

=/\= I got your first mission in order, and I need the Sentinel up and running by 0500 for departure. Its a bit of an exploration and survey mission into a distant region of this sector called The Abyss. A massive stellar nebula spanning tens of several light years! Got back some survey probes and the readings are just chaotic and vast Exploration Command wants a ship on station to look for any intelligent life too or systems with resources. I am sending information packets now, brief your crew and get them to go over what little we know and be ready to depart by 0500. Questions? =/\= he asked.

GM CockRoach

Shirley sat up at the end of her bed with her bare feet set flat on the floor. The first mission assignment from Commodore Zwicky initiated pure adrenaline to flow through her veins which acted as stimulant causing her to become wide awake instantaneously. She held the communicator in her right hand and held it to her lips.

=/\=Commodore, please send me all of the information that you have from the survey probes that searched the Nebula along with their readings. I will have Commander Alden and his science team study their data while en route to the Nebula. Now, if you will excuse me sir. I have a busy morning ahead of me now. Thank you for the wake up call Commodore. Rogers Out. =/\=

Shirley stood up and pressed a panel on the wall to turn on the lights. She looked forward to her first assignment as a Captain, but thought the Commodore had jumped the gun calling her at 3:30 in the morning to brief her on a survey mission. Could that not have waited until a decent hour? She paused for a moment to take a glance at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. Shirley wore a silk blue nightgown with her dark brown hair tied in a bun. The communicator was still in her hand as she pulled it back up to her lips and pressed a button on the side making a high chirping sound. It was time to utilize her Yeoman to get the paperwork, duty assignments, and the crew rolling.

=/\= Ensign Farquharson, I apologize for the early morning call, but we are in for a busy morning. I need you to wake up Commander Alden and I need you both in my quarters in the next fifteen minutes.=/\=

After she finished speaking, Shirley set her communicator on the desk, made her way to the bathroom to freshen up and to get herself in her duty uniform prior to Rand and Roman’s arrival at her quarters.

  • Captain Shirley Rogers, CO

In her quarters, Rand rolled over, untangling herself from the cocoon of blankets and slapped the comm button on her bedside table. =o=Acknowledged Captain.=o= This time Rand could throw pillows at Randy to make him get up and help. Good thing she always had a uniform ready. She slipped her boot socks on and then she literally slipped her feet into her uniform and into her boots and then she fastned the belt as she moved into the kitchen area and started the kettle for Alden’s tea and set out a glass for Rogers’ water.

She stepped out into the corridor and down to the XOs quarters. A feeling of dread coming over her. Randy usually woke up Alden. This was the one thing Rand hated doing…waking up male senior staff....

She hit the chime…no answer....she hit the chime again…no answer....Rand pulled out her keyed rods and used it to to open the door. She stuck her head into the dark room, “Cmdr Alden?…Cpt Rogers wants us in her quarters 15 minutes....” Still no response, “Cmdr Alden, Sir. The captain wants you in her quarters.” No response. With a nervous sigh she stepped into the room, the door closing automatically. Great, just great. She reached for the button to turn on the light. “Cmdr Alden! You have to get up.”

Yeoman Rand

Roman was sound asleep. He’d only made it for bed about three hours ago. So he did not hear Rand’s voice through the door. He did not stir when the door unlocked and opened. It was when the light turned on that in a mumbly, half asleep voice, he let out a profanity that started with F. And then he sat up. Shirtless. He was quite athletic, and while he was no body builder, he was certainly fit. There was a little hair on his chest. It was just then that he realized why the light was on and who was in his quarters. And then he was no longer half asleep. “Rand?! What the hell?” He asked, having not heard the reason for her visit while he was asleep.

~ Lt Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Too late Rand realized she was looking right at him. The man was shirtless and fit. Her face turned bright red. “Oh My God! Sorrysorrysorry! She covered her face, but she would never not have that memory....oh dear lords....She put her back towards him, but it was too late. “I rang the chime twice, and tried to call from the door. Cpt Rogers wants us both her in her quarters in 15 minutes.” Before she could embarrass herself further she slipped back out the door. She hurried back to her quarters. An insulated bottle for Rogers’ ice water, an insulated coffee cup for Alden’s black tea…with honey. She was out of milk. Then another for herself…the special coffee blend Randy had brought with him that was her favorite. A quick brush of her hair and twisted into a bun, and back out the door. She waited outside the captain’s door for Alden. After is little slip up on Rogers’ arrival, Rand didn’t want to arrive before Alden. So she waited for him.

After she departed his quarters, he was dressed in minutes. His hair combed and his ironed and clean uniform put on. He hoped nobody except himself and Rand ever knew what happened. The rumors would be horrendous. At least all she had seen was his upper body. He wore underwear to bed, and his lower half had been covered by blankets anyway. But that was embarrassing enough, and he’d seen her face. She could’ve been a tomato.

When he arrived she held out the tea to him. “Black tea with honey, Cmdr. I was out of milk.” She couldn’t look at him, she’d start blushing, but as long as she stared at the door she was fine....right? She waited for him to press the chime.

Yeoman Rand

Soon, he was outside the Captain’s quarters and tried to play it cool. He cleared his throat and said, “Morning, Rand.” And then he saw the thermos of tea. “Black with honey? Ah, my morning is better already,” he said, taking the tea as he pressed the chime.

~ Lt Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Shirley sat at her desk reviewing the mission briefing on her PaDD from Commodore Zwicky, she heard her door chime which led to her setting the PaDD down and to the side on her desk as she turned her head to glance in the direction of the entrance to her quarters, “Come in.” Her voice was firm and she had high hopes that her new yeoman brought her water to drink and not anything acidic in the middle of the night. Shirley had always suffered from heartburn and acid reflex when drinking those types of of drinks on an empty stomach in the middle of the night. She felt bad for waking both of them up, but this is Starfleet, and Starfleet officers do what is required of them in a valiant effort to successfully deliver results each and every day.

  • Captain Shirley Rogers, CO

As soon as he heard the go-ahead, Roman stepped into the captain’s quarters. “Good morning, Captain. Our presence was requested?” He asked. He felt the need to yawn, but made himself not. He was tired, that did not need to be on display. He took a sip of the tea Rand had prepared. In typical British fashion, tea was usually Roman’s drink of choice, certainly so in the wee hours of the morning when he’d rather still be sound asleep. If Starfleet Command had decent hours, Rand probably wouldn’t have turned into a tomato in his quarters.

~ Lt Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO


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