05-12-2024, 10:06 PM
“Oh I must hear this story, please tell.” There was a wide grin on the young Engineer’s face.
“Well…”
Mara was about to tell the story when Cera Morgan swept in. There were some whispered words, and then the Quartermaster, the Captain and the First Officer all excused themselves. Damian did not exactly look happy about the timing, and the looming Bandaran didn’t make things any better by shooting him a wink and a wave as he left.
“When Queen Bee calls, you answer. Artemis 101 right there,” Calleja said with a grin. “Anyone who bangs on about Support not bein’ a full department or somehow rankin’ below everyone else, never had a good QM. We got one. Shit just works around here. Pretty easy thing to get used to.”
The Security officer’s broad shoulders tended to cope pretty well with pressure as a rule. It took a lot to get through that, but organising this party and then steeling herself for Tyra Crawford’s judgment had come very close. Mara felt herself starting to unwind as she drained the glass of lemonade and treated herself to a refill from one of the spiralling taps.
“So yeah. Hug gate.” She laughed. “Big chunks of that mission are classified, and I gotta admit I wasn’t there at the time, I was chargin’ off somewhere else on a wild goose chase. But our crew were tryin’ to find a double agent or infiltrator or whatever you wanna call them. And we had a suspect cornered, and her great plan to postpone justice was to turn on the waterworks.”
Mara took a sip from her drink.
“The worst part of it? It actually worked,” she added with a grin. “One of the team actually went to comfort the enemy agent and give them a nice big hug, and tell them it was all gonna be OK. Except your beau over there, he didn’t like that. And instead of making a calmly reasoned argument, he shot the pair of them right then and there. Friend and foe. Zap!”
She laughed again, shaking her head.
“I wish I’d have been there. I mean, I can’t tell you whether I’d have opened fire as well or just hung them both from their ankles until common sense prevailed, but still. Made me laugh at the time and still does now.”
Calleja didn’t entirely remember which bits of the Utopia Planetia mission were classified or redacted, and she’d also decided not to name and shame the hug giver for now, but she still had plenty to tell the story with.
The spark of amusement danced in her dark eyes as she watched Eun Ju’s reaction to the revelation.
== Tag Han! ==
“Well…”
Mara was about to tell the story when Cera Morgan swept in. There were some whispered words, and then the Quartermaster, the Captain and the First Officer all excused themselves. Damian did not exactly look happy about the timing, and the looming Bandaran didn’t make things any better by shooting him a wink and a wave as he left.
“When Queen Bee calls, you answer. Artemis 101 right there,” Calleja said with a grin. “Anyone who bangs on about Support not bein’ a full department or somehow rankin’ below everyone else, never had a good QM. We got one. Shit just works around here. Pretty easy thing to get used to.”
The Security officer’s broad shoulders tended to cope pretty well with pressure as a rule. It took a lot to get through that, but organising this party and then steeling herself for Tyra Crawford’s judgment had come very close. Mara felt herself starting to unwind as she drained the glass of lemonade and treated herself to a refill from one of the spiralling taps.
“So yeah. Hug gate.” She laughed. “Big chunks of that mission are classified, and I gotta admit I wasn’t there at the time, I was chargin’ off somewhere else on a wild goose chase. But our crew were tryin’ to find a double agent or infiltrator or whatever you wanna call them. And we had a suspect cornered, and her great plan to postpone justice was to turn on the waterworks.”
Mara took a sip from her drink.
“The worst part of it? It actually worked,” she added with a grin. “One of the team actually went to comfort the enemy agent and give them a nice big hug, and tell them it was all gonna be OK. Except your beau over there, he didn’t like that. And instead of making a calmly reasoned argument, he shot the pair of them right then and there. Friend and foe. Zap!”
She laughed again, shaking her head.
“I wish I’d have been there. I mean, I can’t tell you whether I’d have opened fire as well or just hung them both from their ankles until common sense prevailed, but still. Made me laugh at the time and still does now.”
Calleja didn’t entirely remember which bits of the Utopia Planetia mission were classified or redacted, and she’d also decided not to name and shame the hug giver for now, but she still had plenty to tell the story with.
The spark of amusement danced in her dark eyes as she watched Eun Ju’s reaction to the revelation.
== Tag Han! ==