01-20-2025, 02:04 AM
As was per the usual, Ian was late. He wasn’t sure why he had been invited to this party, heck, he wasn’t sure why he was still assigned to this ship, but it was “voluntarily mandatory” as it had been explained to him, and so he had replicated himself a new pair of dress whites. He didn’t know why they were so uncomfortable, and was super tempted to mess with the replicator to make sure it was aligned properly, but the engineers on this base were not friendly towards his suggestions.
Besides, he was late.
Squirming in his just-too-tight uniform, and his definitely-too-tight new boots (they had to be shiny!), Ian strolled into the party. The first thing he saw, and it was hard to miss him, was the Gorn. To say he was curious was an understatement, and Ian quickly walked up to the replicator in order to hack its simple food controls and see who this new person was.
I don’t know many of the people on this ship, he thought as he pressed combination after combination of buttons, But I know I don’t know you!
There was a sudden halt as the computer told Ian who this Gorn was. Ian stared at the screen, jaw agape. Someone behind him gave a polite cough, and told him they were waiting to order a slice of apple pie, but the Ensign just waved her off. Now, he was staring at the Gorn himself.
Jadaris…! He thought, trying out the name in his head. Commander Jadaris…! His tone was full of wonderment, and he barely registered exiting out of the crew manifest before he walked over to the man, literally larger than life, the Ensign’s eyes wide and aglow.
“Commander Jadaris?” Ian asked, though there was no mistake. He paused only a moment, and then launched into a monologue, his words running together in what could be mistaken for the medical condition tachylalia, though could also be called simply ‘babbling’ or ‘jabbering on’.
“Hi I’m Ian Elliot, Ensign Ian Elliot, came over from HQ, I was working us the SS Yeager for a time, my own little project ship you could call her, Admirals loved me sir, I was bounced all over the place in Sol Sector to fix their problems, I love a good problem sir, specialized in starship engineering sir, I could put a ship back together with my eyes closed, such an honor to be working with you sir, I can’t wait to hear everything you have to say!”
Finally, Ian took a breath, and someone else was able to talk.
==Tags, mostly to Jadaris
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Besides, he was late.
Squirming in his just-too-tight uniform, and his definitely-too-tight new boots (they had to be shiny!), Ian strolled into the party. The first thing he saw, and it was hard to miss him, was the Gorn. To say he was curious was an understatement, and Ian quickly walked up to the replicator in order to hack its simple food controls and see who this new person was.
I don’t know many of the people on this ship, he thought as he pressed combination after combination of buttons, But I know I don’t know you!
There was a sudden halt as the computer told Ian who this Gorn was. Ian stared at the screen, jaw agape. Someone behind him gave a polite cough, and told him they were waiting to order a slice of apple pie, but the Ensign just waved her off. Now, he was staring at the Gorn himself.
Jadaris…! He thought, trying out the name in his head. Commander Jadaris…! His tone was full of wonderment, and he barely registered exiting out of the crew manifest before he walked over to the man, literally larger than life, the Ensign’s eyes wide and aglow.
“Commander Jadaris?” Ian asked, though there was no mistake. He paused only a moment, and then launched into a monologue, his words running together in what could be mistaken for the medical condition tachylalia, though could also be called simply ‘babbling’ or ‘jabbering on’.
“Hi I’m Ian Elliot, Ensign Ian Elliot, came over from HQ, I was working us the SS Yeager for a time, my own little project ship you could call her, Admirals loved me sir, I was bounced all over the place in Sol Sector to fix their problems, I love a good problem sir, specialized in starship engineering sir, I could put a ship back together with my eyes closed, such an honor to be working with you sir, I can’t wait to hear everything you have to say!”
Finally, Ian took a breath, and someone else was able to talk.
==Tags, mostly to Jadaris
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