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Side sim- Black Sparrow

Posted June 2, 2020, 1:20 a.m. by Lieutenant Katherine Prescott (Wing Leader (Pilot)) (Melissa Aragon)

Posted by Civilian Michael Conrad (Black Sparrow CO) in Side sim- Black Sparrow

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Katherine laughed. “I don’t need an hour. And I’ll be back.” She winked as they reached the exit. “Something tells me what you choose would make me look like an Orion slave girl in Kanok’s eyes.”

One of Conrad’s eyebrows shot up as he fought the wide grin trying to stretch across his features. Many a memory surfaced of more than one occasion when Vashki had dressed just for him on such a fashion. He enjoyed it at the time, but now it only brought back the distaste of it on her.

However, Katherine Prescott was a very different woman, and perhaps…he kept his brain from wandering to far.

She shook her head teasing. “I’ll be back. Can’t get rid of me that easy.... Captain…” She touched his hand unconsciously and headed out.

And immediately her touch following her comment gave him goosebumps.

She went to her quarters and keyed up the Station to let them know she was fine and would report on time for duty but was heading off station for a few days. Michael had sent her the way they could reach her in an emergency. She queried it and came up with The Sparrow. That helped. At least she wouldn’t have to lie. She packed her bag and slung the gobag over her shoulder and headed back to the hanger swiping her leather jacket off the back of her door. She keyed it to inform her PaDD if anyone opened it and headed for the hanger.

Katherine
Pilot

He had watched her depart, a tiny part of him fighting the thought of what she would like when an Orion two piece outfit. His cheeks grew warm along with the rest of him as he turned back into the Black Sparrow, trying to keep his focus on the coming cruise.

Crew were bustling all about, but his mind just couldn’t help but stray a bit as he made his way to the bridge.

-Michael Conrad, Black Sparrow CO

Just over thirty minutes later she was strolling back across the hanger bay. She didn’t want to keep him waiting and thought it would surprise him to see her early. Heading inside, she started looking on the main deck for him. She would work her way up to the cockpit.

Katherine
Pilot

A woman in a white jumpsuit stood near the turbolift, appearing to be watching for anything out of the ordinary with a PADD held up to her chest. Her hair was blonde and curly, leading down past her shoulders. She was fit with curves in every perfect spot. Her hazel eyes went well with her light complexion.

Upon spotting Katherine Prescott, the woman moved forward with purpose towards her with a practiced grin. “Katherine Prescott, I presume?” she inquired cordially.

-Katrina

Katherine resettled the bag on her shoulder and smiled. “I am.. and you are?” She tossed her coat to her left arm in case she needed to shake hands. “I believe Michael is expecting me?” She was suddenly struck with a moment of fear that some of the crew had decided ‘now’ wasn’t the time for new crewmen they didn’t know, much less trust.

Lt Katherine Prescott
Pilot

The blonde woman smiled. “Michael Conrad is currently in his quarters. You are welcome to see him or I can show you to your temporary quarters?”

-Katrina

She waved her hand absently. “My quarters are fine. Thank you. I’ll find him soon enough.” She smiled and followed the woman thru the ship. “Have you been with him long? Serving on the ship?” She was making small talk to be polite. Trouble was, she was horrible at small talk.

Katherine
Pilot

Katrina led the way. “I’ve been aboard the ship for many years. Based on ship’s records I arrived here within a year or so after this ship was rechristened the Black Sparrow.” Katrina was programmed to understand the intricacies of small talk, so she offered a question of her own.

“What made you decide to join the Black Sparrow on this particular mission?” she inquired.

-Katrina

Katherine smiled. “Actually, I was invited. And I have a few days before I have to officially begin my duties on the Station. So I thought I would tag along.” She slipped into the lift beside the woman. “Do you like being here? They a good crew?”

Katherine
Pilot

The blonde woman gave a thoughtful expression and pause before replying. “The crew is…interesting…if I may say so myself. I cannot say whether I enjoy being here, but I am highly useful here.”

The lift door opened and the woman stepped forward. “If you’ll follow me, it’s just down this corridor.”

A few doors down, the doors automatically swished open to reveal a room adequate for a guest aboard. A bed was set in the center of the room with a couch and two chairs near a coffee table spanning the width of the couch. A desk with a small computer sat near the entryway to a personal restroom.

The blonde turned on her heel. “If you need anything else during your stay,” she said as she touched a com-link on her door. “Just ask for Katrina and I will be around to assist.” She gave her a warm smile. “Is there anything else I can do for you right now?”

-Katrina

Katherine smiled. “Thank you, Katrina. I appreciate your assistance. I will be fine. Thank you. I’m sure I’ll see you again soon. Small ship and all.” She nodded and set her bag on the bed.

Katherine
Pilot

Katrina gave her head a bow and literally disappeared before her eyes, much like a hologram would.

-Katrina

Katherine blinked twice then laughed. “Well, that certainly explains a lot.” She didn’t bother to unpack her bag but headed to the Captain’s room. As she neared it, she pressed a loose strand of hair behind her ear and palmed the chime.

Katherine
Pilot

Much to Katherine’s surprise, the door opened without a word being said.

Inside was a similar set up to her own guest quarters with the biggest difference being the amount of space and the size of the bathroom, which in her current position she could not gauge well.

The sound of running water could be heard as well.

-Michael Conrad, Black Sparrow CO

She bit her lip. Looking around, she wondered if she should stay. A wild boldness came over her and she crossed her arms and leaned on the wall beside the door, her hand rising to lock it so no one else came in.

She was standing there if he came out. Serves him right, she thought. Shouldn’t leave the door unlocked.

Katherine

Eventually the water shut off, and Conrad popped out of the bathroom wordlessly. He was busy drying his hair with a towel loosely wrapped around his waist.

He sighed when he finished, tossed the towel back into the bathroom on a rack out of view and turned. He visibly jumped at the sight of Prescott, Rin, as he had thought about calling her, the towel losing its grip on his slick body. He quickly caught it before she could see everything.

“First the exhaust port, now my own quarters? You seem to have a knack for curiosity, don’t you?” He said with a surprised yet flirty grin.

-Michael Conrad, Black Sparrow CO

She laughed, arms crossed, eyes roaming his body with obvious approval. “In my defense… the exhaust ports weren’t covered,” she nodded raising an eyebrow teasingly, “and you door opened when I tapped the chime.” She nodded to the door beside her. “My guess is I’m needed… you seem to have a security issue.” She laughed at the clutched towel. “Perhaps an integrity issue as well?” She was blushing as well, but she couldn’t resist.

Katherine
Pilot

Conrad smirked as he strode to his bed, his back to her. “No integrity issue, but you’re welcome to take a look just to be safe,” he said with a laugh and a raise of an eyebrow as he looked over his shoulder. He then dropped the towel to the floor and put on his clothes as though she weren’t there, back still to her for the moment.

“You got aboard rather quickly. I wasn’t expecting you so soon.”

-Michael Conrad, Black Sparrow CO

She watched him in admiration, her laughter ringing softly in the small space. “I think I prefer an integrity check with the Captain accompanying me. As to me coming back so soon… am I in here at a bad time? Perhaps some other woman traverses the halls, about to enter here before I come aboard and see her slip in?” She was teasing him. Her hands went behind her back, palms against the wall as she watched him dress.

Katherine

Conrad laughed. “No, there’s no other woman.” He pulled up his leather, freelance pants and then went for his shirt.

He then turned around giving her a full view of his bare torso. “Although I’m curious what would happen if there was,” he replied in jest.

-Michael Conrad, Black Sparrow CO

She laughed and moved further into the cabin, looking around as she did. Looking at how he’d made the space his own. “Guess it would depend on you.” Her smile brightening slightly as she looked back at him. “I’m not gonna put my nose in someone else’s business. So no worries.”

Katherine


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