A Mission Post by Lieutenant Commander Jin Rha-Yaleii & Lieutenant Mitsue Desai
Mission: Coil of Darkness
Location: Engineering
Timeline:
= Begin Log =
Walking into engineering Mitsue hoped to run into Vene to get a better idea of this petty officer Shenn it's not like she didn't trust Olafsson but she needed a more un-biasised opinion. Looking around she pulled her PaDD up and pulled up Shenn's jacket. Walking up to the pool table, "I'm looking for petty officer Shenn and lieutenant Vene."
The young Tellarite nearest to the woman in science teal gave a startled snort and pivoted around, narrowing her black eyes at the intruder "The Andorian's in Jefferies Tube 12 right over there, just follow your ears ... sir." the latter was added grudgingly after a peek at the tiny woman's rank pips. "Not sure what you want with him though, unless you need him to hit someone with a coil spanner. Haven't seen the Chief in hours. Might wanna try the comm."
With that, the Tellarite turned her back and focused on the much more interesting matter of plamsa flow regulators having the hiccups.
Mitsue nodded sighing a little wishing that things would be easier to deal with. Tapping her badge, "petty officer Shenn this is lieutenant Desai I need you at the engineering pool table now."
= Jefferies Tube 12=
"What!" realizing he had been speaking to empty air, the Andorian squirmed in the cramped space in a futile attempt to reach his commbadge.
"Shenn the EPS flow is off. Shenn my replicator has a nervous breakdown. Shenn that shuttle makes a funny sound. Shenn I need that shower repaired. Shenn I need you at the pool table. Well Shenn needs a DRINK, Mother of Fat Grass …" he muttered under his breath while scooting backwards with the grace of a Klazh, finally managing to twist his elbow far enough to hit the badge "Be there in a few, Lieutenant."
=Main Engineering=
Nothing like stumbling out of a Jefferies Tube looking as if you'd wrestled a blue bear and lost. Antennae twisting with annoyance, Shenn's gaze swept the area and finally honed in on a petite human Lieutenant in science color. Dropping his toolkit, the tall Andorian folded his arms before his chest and pointedly ignored a Tellarite's amused snort.
"You called?"
"I did. A friend of yours mentioned that you could get the frequencies of the warp cores of these three ships." Mitsue said holding out a PaDD.
"Not big on preliminaries, are you?" Shenn's voice still sounded gruff, but if anyone looked closely they might have seen blue lips twitch upwards at the corners for a split-second. He grabbed the PaDD and frowned briefly, a hand absentmindedly tugging on his snowy hair.
"The Constellation, huh? Yeah I can get their frequency for you. Thelesh owes me one. The other two … if Marcello's still on the Saratoga that shouldn't be an issue, though his wife might give me some grief if I interrupt ... never mind. What's this about, anyways?"
"Good. I needed this done yesterday." Mitsue said looking at the Andorian.
"I'll take that as a 'none of my business', then." Shenn stated wryly, handing the PADD back to the little exotic Human. "And I may have an idea about the Exeter, though you may not like it. Sir. First two frequencies I'll have in an hour." He narrowed his eyes at the scientist. Yesterday, huh? She didn't look like this was your usual 'but my project will disprove theory such and so and it's the most important thing in the galaxy' matter the girls and guys in teal often came up with. Made his antennae itch.
"Tell you what, you have security look the other way for a bit and I know just the person to get the third before you can say 'what Orion rum?'. Will that work for you?"
"Yeah," Mitsue said not minding pissing off security to get what she need to protect lives and with that Mitsue turned and walked out leaving the Andorian to get to work.
"You got it, shorty." Shenn watched the scientist's lithe little figure stride off and smirked – a no-nonsense approach, eh? Well, he'd not argue with the lady. He took a deep breath and tapped his commbadge.
"Shenn to Commander Tisdale. We has a Code Purple with a dash of lime. Repeat, Code Purple. Meet me in Jefferies Tube 12, willya?"
= End Log =
Lieutenant Mitsue Desai
Chief Science Officer
USS Crazy Horse
Petty Officer Shenn (NPC by Chaya)
Engineer Mate Second Class
USS Crazy Horse
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