Risa Orientation - Ops/Flight Control

Posted on Sunday 3 November 2019 @ 04:41 by Captain Melody Jones & Commander Save'ena (Sav) Tillatix & Commander Caroline Miller & Lieutenant Marbim Rejal

Mission: Ghost Ship
Location: Starbase 501 - 'Newbie' Central
Timeline: Final Mission Day - EOD
2146 words - 4.3 OF Standard Post Measure

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Sav checked herself once more in the reflection from the powered down panel near the umbilical. She felt giddy, like a school girl waiting to be escorted to a dance. In her situation, it pretty much was like that. A rather handsome guy was going to meet her to escort her to an orientation about a pleasure shore leave planet for the first time since... since... her first year in college at the age of 16. She really was a prodigy. And then, her rarity as a Mephetian led to.. her past... but she was free now of it, yes, free. She finally noticed her reflection again, and smiled shyly. Yeah, it was a good day.

Sav shook herself to have her fur lay down naturally. She was in a green skort, striped leggings, moniker socks, banded full sandals with open toes and heel, lighter green shirt with a Soliquoy female model selling nail polish, and a hair band with a pink rose. Her shirt was tight, showing off her bosom, where it had been loose before. With the Toluene poisoning gone, her body was finally transitioning from teen to mature. She was going to need new measurements and wardrobe soon. She hoped Miles didn't mind her hips and chest getting bigger as she was maturing. Who knows, he may only find petite body styles attractive, and Sav was growing out of that to more 'voluptous venus' type. Well, that would be for another day.

She churred as she thought about her report. She had not lied to Miles in the slightest. Being able to directly interface with the computer meant as soon as she thought it, it was entered, and as she was telepathic with multiple mind compartments, it was easy to 'record' what was needed for a log, shift the events to sentences, clean it up, and send it. Thus, after 15 minutes, her complete report was done and off. It was a perk. She sighed, she missed flying with Venita, the Valkyrie starfighter she first checked in with those several years ago when she reported as CAG on board. She got lost in thought about the fighter fight, her planning, and lessons she learned from what the Romulans and Vulcans were able to achieve on her watch.

Miles was terrified. Finishing his reports had been easy, as he had kept very good records about what all had occurred on the Merlin since her last stop at a Starbase. His worst part was mentioning how many crew from ops and engineering had given thier lives to keep the 'ol girl afloat so to speak. Now he was standing in front of his closet wondering what to wear. He strapped into his mid-calf boots over black and gold knee socks. His all back kilt went on next, finishing off with a black and gold Ghillie shirt. It took him several minutes of tucking the shirt in, versus leaving it untucked. Finally deciding on untucked, as it gave sav more opportunities to sneak her hands under and touch his chest and back, now blushing he ordered something to drink and several bananas. He'd taken a liking to them recently and discovered that there was more than one way to peel them, which he found intriguing. Stopping to look at himself once more before leaving his quarters, he took a deep breath, if only his parents could see him now. With that thought echoing in his head he moved off to look for Sav, who seemed to be waiting for someone from Starfleet Engineering to come take the Merlin off her hands...starting to think naughty things about Sav's hands made him blush again, and almost spill his raktajino on himself...he was going to need to get a better grip on his emotions and thoughts, not like a Vulcan, but at least some attempt at polite and gentlemanly.

Sav hears a slight stumble and grumbling under a breath. She breaks out of her revelry to look over and find Miles checking himself over in making sure he had not spilled his drink upon himself. She giggled and came over to him while digging out a hanky from one of her pouches on her skort. She begins touching anything out of the ordinary on his outfit as she says, "Really, what am I to do with you? Don't worry, you look fine, and your drink did NOT get on your outfit. And, hey, Miles, wanna know some'in else?"

Muttering in Cardassian he lets Sav 'clean' his ghillie shirt. She's been around him long enough to realize he just said something about his mother...

Sav smiled sweetly at him as she sang out, "Youuuu LOOK Goooood!!!" She grabbed his arm, "So, would the white Knight escort his fair maiden, *under breath* I hope, *normal tone* to the king's ball and get the rundown from the kings personal advisor?"

"Milady twould be my honor to escort you the ball, and to find this rascally advisor..." he leans in close enough to add, "You look, I believe the term is yummy..." With her arm in his, he's left his banana and drink on the bench she'd been sitting on, and is now searching for someone of rank to report to so that he and Sav might have a little fun before she runs off for 'girrrl time'.

The two exited the umbilical from the Merlin to SB501. From there, they could follow the signs for 'Starship Crew Orientation'. They entered a large auditorium, and then followed the signs for 'Department Heads' to 'Command Ranks' and then to a small room for orientation. Inside was ship's personnel for 2nd Officer and above, with Miles being XO trumping Sav being Commander. Sav, used to such dichotomies, led Miles to a seat for the Orientation for shoreleave on Risa.

A Purser, being a yeoman from the academy, found the two wondering around and brought them to a chaise table with comfy chairs. He let them know he would be back to take their drink orders before orientation would begin.

"Come on Mom!" a voice called out. Sansa led Melody by the hand, a PADD in the other from which she occasionally glanced.

Melody followed looking less than interested. "Sansa sweetie, I think I can handle chilling out on Risa without being told how to do so. Do you have the name of the transport?"

Sansa scanned the PADD. "Yes, it's called The McFly. It's leaving at 0100 hours."

Melody sighed "Well, at least I'll be able to get some sleep." Melody spotted Sav'ena and Marbim. "Ahh. Hello you two. Looking forward to some shore leave?"

Sav felt like she was a deer in headlights, as the expression goes, was melody and Sansa came over to them. Fortunately, Miles began talking and Sav let him take over the conversation.

Witha grin, Miles replies, "Yes Mam. This should be a fun and relaxing week, also, I'm going to be experiencing some new adventures with Sav, surfing, and climbing. Outside of that, I plan on thinking about everything that we have experienced recently and contemplate how my department can either perform better or look at ways to better mesh ourselves in with the Engineering and perhaps the Security departments...I also plan on spending some more time with Draxx once we're done here and back out in space. Just a heads up if you see him before I do."

As she sat Melody glanced at him "Rejal, we're on shore leave. Melody is fine. Have you decided where you are staying? I believe Draxx has picked out a nice cabin for us. I've left him back on the ship packing. He shall be joining us on the transport."

“Yes, I have a nice suite, it has a, hmm, sauna and hot tub, both of which they increased the heat output on for me. I can see the water from my patio. See, I’m relaxing,” as he chuckles he looks over at Sansa, “So young lady, what are your plans here on Risa?”

Sansa's face lit up. "Well I've heard there's so much to do like the swimming is great and I promised dad I'd go fishing with him. Then there's rock climbing...."

Melody, who was reading a PADD spoke without even looking up.. "No......"

Sansa continued, despite Melody contradicting her "And Parrises squares.."

"No....."

Sansa leaned towards Rajel and whispered, "And I'm sure there'll be lots of boys...."

"Definitely not young lady!" Melody softened a little "Well, at least not just yet. We're going to relax and have some fun but I won't have you breaking your neck playing Parrises squares."

Sansa looked at her "And when did you start playing Parrises squares?" She asked innocently.

Melody suddenly turned her attention back to her PADD "Ohhhh. This looks interesting....."

Sav had slowly been schootching her chair a little away from the group. She, herself, was at a loss. She was so used to a starbase putting her up, she had made no plans for staying on planet. She was the mercy of whatever was left over.

Just then, the lights lowered and Concierge stepped onto the podium. He ahemed into his microphone and waited for the room to quiet down. "Welcome to Risa, everyone. I am here to let you know about the few rules there are, about the activities, and that Risa is varied and welcoming in various adult endeavors, some of which will absolutely delight you in their conclevity for pleasure, all pleasure through feeling. Now, for those of you who are not used to planetside adventures and did not book anything on planet, we foresaw this event and booked lodging for you in areas near most of the crew of your ships. There is the Merlin, Argonautica, Heracle, and Altaire here tonight. The padds being handed out right now to you will sink to your thumbprint and display the necessary information about where you are staying."

Several wait staff were passing out the Padds. Sav leaned over to whisper to Miles, "Umm, I did not book anything... my shoreleaves have been only starbases. Sooo, I hope I am near you... otherwise.. we will need to sync up our plans, okay?"

Nodding, MIles looks around, "The only plans I made was to grab a room with the sauna and hot tub. I was planning on spending what time I could with you, and when you're busy just kind of walk around and 'people watch', something I came to enjoy at the academy."

Melody nodded. "Sounds good. I have no plans beyond relaxing but i'm sure something will find me."

………………. After the seminar

Draxx casually sauntered up to the group leaving the building where the seminar had been. He was happy, he had nicely managed to not be bored for an hour and was wearing his comfy 3/4 length shorts and a loud Hawaiian shirt signally the true start to a vacation. In his hand was his trusty tackle kit and slung over his shoulder was his fishing rod. He pulled his sunglasses off as he spotted his daughter. "Sweetheart I'm all ready for the fishing."

Sansa looked at her father and sighed. "Ok Dad. Just one question. Where did you get that shirt?

"Oh hey man," Draxx indicated the Cardassian. "Commander," he nodded at the chief flight officer.

Looking Draxx's shirt over, Miles smiles, "Should we make that attire our 'official' Ops uniform, I think the Merlin needs a little color."

Melody was looking at Draxx with a smile. "I think we'll keep the uniform as it is. Come on Sweetie, let's get on that transport but that shirt might have a tragic accident I'm afraid."

With a nod and a wink towards Draxx, Miles will quietly tell Sav, "I will not be buying any of those shirts, I don't need my enemies to be able to spot me galaxies away..."

Sav's churr faltered as a genuine chuff of laughter interrupted it. She had friends with those shirts, and it was always for vacations and being at the beach. She whispered in return, "Hmm, you should get one, for shore leave and paintball battles.... no one would ever know if you're hit."

Snorting, Miles snickers, "I think I might scare the natives if iI wore a shirt like that, however, I do see the benefit during a paintball battle ... hmm, maybe I can find some with other pictures than large flowers...and is that a pineapple?"

OFF:

●● Lieutenant Marbim Rejal
Acting First Officer / Chief of Operations
USS Merlin

●●● Lieutenant Ricardo Draxx
Operations Officer
USS Merlin

●●● Commander Melody Jones
Executive Officer
USS Merlin


●●● Commander Save'ena Tillatix
Chief Flight Control Officer
USS Merlin