Operations
Posted on Sat Apr 15th, 2023 @ 10:20pm by Lieutenant Commander Anahera Chernova & Warrant Officer M'Jart S'Rem
Edited on on Sun Apr 16th, 2023 @ 9:41pm
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Mission:
Carthage Rises
Location: USS Carthage - Cargo Bay 1
Timeline: MD01 1100
"Computer, what is the current location of Marine Captain Raylan Ch'Tol?" Anahera asked.
"Marine Captain Ch'Tol is in Cargo Bay 1."The Computer replied.
Anahera made to her way to the Cargo Bay.
Raylan cursed in Romulan as she found another crate's contents didn't match the code on her manifest PADD.
"I don't think containers have mothers." Anahera said. "Jolan'tru, Captain."
"Pryvit, Commander, what can I do for you?" Raylan asked.
"You speak, Ukrainan?" Anahera asked surprised.
"Not, fluently, but I had a Sergeant in my unit that taught me the basics." Raylan replied. "How's your Romulan?"
"Mostly curse words." Anahera replied. "I had a few run ins with Romulans before I joined Starfleet."
"So you're aware your family name is a Romulan curse word?" Raylan asked.
"Yes, it seems I'm better at making enemies, than I am friends." Anahera said.
"For some its just a fact of life, Commander." Raylan said. "You didn't answer my question."
"I'm just here to introduce myself, and see how I can be of assistance." Anahera replied.
"In that case, you can give me a hand sorting these containers. Someone made an error and now the contents of these containers don't match up with the codes on the manifest." Raylan said handing the Commander a copy of the manifest on a PADD."
"Sure."Anahera said accepting the PADD. "Shouldn't the Quartermaster be doing this?" She asked.
"Normally, but he's currently trying to get us the Sensor, Shield, and replicator updates we were promised before we left Spacedock." Raylan said. "I sent him because he's more even tempered than I am." She explained.
Anahera opened a container. "Looks like I found the phaser rifles that Lieutenant van Riesen was looking for." She said. "It was in a container with a code that matches matter for the replicator."
"That sounds about right." Raylan said.
"So, how did you wind up here?" Anahera asked.
"My father, a senator, was at odds with Romulan government of the time, he wanted us to form peaceful alliances with our neighbours." Raylan began. "Fearing his beliefs would catch on with the youngsters and lead to civil war, the Tal Shiar assassinated my father, so my mother and I fled Romulan space by booking passage on a freighter." A tear formed in the Romulan's eye as she remembered what happened. "The freighter captain having got our money decided to kill us and vent our bodies into space. He killed my mother and in a fit of rage, that I don't remember, I killed him and his entire crew, I was 10." She paused. "The next thing I remember is being discovered by a Starfleet Away team, who brought me back to their ship along with my mother's body, and took care of me on their way back to Earth."
"I'm sorry about your parents, I know what it is like to lose those close to you." Anahera said.
"Thank you. I can imagine, being so long lived must feel more like a curse than a gift." Raylan said as she opened another container.
"It does sometimes and the nightmares are a bitch." Anahera said.
"I tend to get flashes of what may be memories, dead bodies, faces pained with fear, and blood splashed machines." Raylan said. "Luckily I only experience them when I'm stressed." She admitted.
"Lucky, you." Anahera said pulling what appeared to be a robotic spider from a crate marked airponics."
"Ah, that's one of those new tactical drones, I've been looking for those." Raylan said. "How many more are in there?"
"Three more, by the looks of it." Anahera said. "I haven't seen these before."
"Marine surplus, they were going to be scrapped, so I requested them, they'll need to be reconditioned, but I thought Security might find them useful."
"Sounds like a good idea." Anahera said. "I'm all about recycling, my side arm is a upgraded surplus phaser from 2285."
"Interesting. I had a friend in intel look into your past, Commander, it appears we're both natural born killers."
"Everyone has to have a trade." Anahera replied.
"Indeed." Raylan said. "We'll it was nice meeting you, Anahera." She added with a genuine smile. "I'm sure you're busy, so I'll let you get back to your duties."
"Thank you, Raylan, I enjoyed talking with you." Anahera said. "Remind me to buy you a drink." She added leaving the Cargo Bay.
"Count on it." Raylan replied.
A Joint Post By
Lieutenant Commander Anahera Chernova
Executive Officer, USS Carthage
Marine Captain Raylan Ch'Tol
Chief Operations Officer, USS Carthage
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