After much protest, and not a few unsavory challenges and accusations exchanged between K'Etra and Diziara, the commander agreed to allow the team one day to investigate Marloth's claims. She left one of her officers with the team to assist them, introducing him as Lieutenant Korloth and suggesting the team start with the official reports.

Even ( Read more... )

The group didn't have to go far into the station before they were met by a short Klingon woman, backed by two larger and taller Klingons: one male and the other female. All three were wearing Klingon Defense Force uniforms. The short woman had commander rank insignia on her uniform, the other two, lieutenant.

"Lieutenant Rogers," she addressed him ( Read more... )

From: svetuninteligbl
Date: 58169.26
Subject: Junction 403

The next person who thinks they have a better fix for Junction 403 than I do is welcome to debate this issue while tied to a spit over hot coals.

Tom and Diziara approached the docking port at 22:59. Svetlana and AJ were already waiting, and Tom nodded politely to both as he moved up to the docking port controls. Diziara quietly followed

"I've heard good things about you, Crewman. Looking forward to working with you," he directed over his shoulder at AJ as he opened the airlock. He started ( Read more... )

Diziara picked up a blue medium sized pyramid, and peered at it intently. "So, we're doing what with this, exactly?" She tilted her head to the left and looked at Svetlana. She rolled the piece between her fingers.

"Move where you want, but remember the rules." Svetlana smiled.

"You know me and rules," Diziara shook her head, looking at the board ( Read more... )

The bridge was quiet, and the light crew for the graveyard shift mostly kept their attention on their consoles; they were running diagnostics where they could, and otherwise occupying themselves with things such as solitaire, sudoku and writing letters home. Tom Rogers sat in the command chair, keeping an eye on the tactical systems from the ( Read more... )

Diziara entered Henriksen's ready room at the appointed time, and provided the captain with a proper salute. Henriksen raised her eyebrow at this, already being well aware of Diziara's reputation, but Diziara gave no reaction to this small facial tick. The two women regarded each other in silence a moment, and a small smile flashed across Henriksen ( Read more... )

As the squadron filtered in before their shift started, they made their ways to their respective fighters, suiting up and running preflight checks. Diziara stood off to the side, watching quietly as she usually did, but no one noticed the a small box in her hand. When everyone arrived, which was usually when she started her own preflight checks, ( Read more... )

"Your aunt is crazy, Pip," Zyrah said with a laugh, wrapping her arm around Grace's shoulder. Grace opened the front of her jumpsuit, and shrugged it off her shoulders as she skipped ahead of Zyrah and turned around to walk backwards in front of her friend.

"Eh, that's just the start of it. You should see her in a biplane. A. Maze. Ing." Grace ( Read more... )

From: ScrubMonkey772
Date: 58168.07
Subject: Proof.

Okay. I know for a fact that Lt. Lucas Gabriel Spiegel is the most skilled, smoothest ladies' man that has ever lived in recent times.

Just trust me. I know.

From: DamageControl1011
Date: 58168.07
Subject: re: Proof.

He made you switch teams, AJ?

From: ScrubMonkey772 ( Read more... )