Stripping Down

Posted on Sun Aug 17th, 2014 @ 7:59pm by Lieutenant JG Rhett Beaumont & Captain Enalia Telvan

Mission: Something Amiss
Location: Main Engineering
Timeline: MD2 0100 Hours

The starship Hera was ahush. All around the starship, power was decreased and the Bridge, like many of the corridors was vaguely illuminated. The Senior Staff were asleep except for the one poor soul who had watch on the Bridge. Ensign Rhett Beaumont, however, was not that poor soul nor was he in his quarters sound asleep where he was supposed to be.

Main Engineering, unlike the rest of Hera, was hoping. It was at full illumination and abuzz with life. Engineering personnel both on and off duty were crammed in Main Engineering, all gathered around a long work station as they watched a half naked Risan woman, Petty Officer Spinelli walking up and down across the work station with a bunch male engineers and some females hooting and hollering as the young engineer's mate put on a show.

Spinelli was tonight's victim of Ensign Beaumont's crooked card sharking skills at poker. Because she had lost, Spinelli was forced into embarrassing herself by using the elongated work station as a catwalk as she stripped away articles of closing, flinging them at her fellow engineers.

"I'll be damned, Spinelli... Never knew you'd be such a sight to look at!" shouted Rhett, his eyes wide and mouth ajar. The show, however, was about to come to a very abrupt end.

Enalia had wanted to see her engines one more time before they launched so she was headed to main engineering expecting it to be calm and quiet. Instead, she found a strip joint laid out across her deck. Not even bothering to walk in, she headed towards the nearest weapons locker and grabbed a phaser pistol, calling a security team on her way.

By the time they got there, she was back at the main door to engineering and nodding to the guards, walked back inside as she set her phaser to heavy stun. Taking aim at an overhead catwalk, she fired an extended burst to get everyone's attention and to let them know she was pissed.

Enalia's voice was filled with rage as she yelled into the crowd. "Spinelli, put your clothes back on. Whoever is responsible for this, you'd better step forward now. I don't have enough room in the brig for all of you so make it easy on yourselves."

"Ahhh SHIT" muttered Rhett as he backed away from the 'catwalk' as sparks came showering down on him and the rest of the engineers. He quickly reached up ad pulled Spinelli down from the table. "What in the hell do you think you are doing? Spinelli, do as the Captain told you. All of you... you should be ashamed of yourselves! This is a Federation starship, not a Ferengi Nightclub!"

Shaking his head and stepping forward to meet the Captain, the young Ensign looked over his shoulder and gave the engineers a steely glare. Don't any of you utter a word he thought with his glare. He quickly turned his head, and looked at the Captain.

"CAPTAIN," said Rhett clearly and loudly. He looked genuinely distraught about what had occurred and in a way he was... in the way that it had been interrupted by the Captain herself. "Ma'am I have no idea what the hell was going on down here but I promise that I will see to it that this disgusting behavior is dealt with."

Enalia was fuming by the time he was done speaking. He was lying blatantly to her face and she knew it. What's worse was that he thought he could get away with it. "So you're in charge of this then. You're spending the rest of the night in the brig. If you ever pull something or lie to me like that again, you'll find yourself floating home, is that understood Ensign?"

"Yes, Captain" replied Ensign Beaumont though her could not shake he bitterness in his mouth. He was not making a good impression on her and though for the most part he did not care, it was advantageous for him to rectify that. "Before I go, Captain, I wish to explain myself and my actions. You walked in here on something that was indeed improper and it certainly should not have taken place here. However, my intentions may have not come across properly. Given the upcoming mission and the potential that not everyone will be coming back... I wanted to boost the morale of the men and women under my Departmental command. I understand that I went about things the wrong way and that my actions cannot be excused. I just thought I owed you an explanation of why I did what I did."

Glaring at the young man through his explanation, Enalia's rage was slowly building further. When she spoke, her words were quiet and had a deadly edge to them. "I don't care why you did it. It was the wrong thing to do and if you ever pull something like this again, I am very serious about you being thrown out an airlock. You want to act like an ignoble pirate rather than a Federation officer, I'll treat you like one."

"Understood, Captain" replied the Chief Engineer. "It won't happen again" added Rhett as he prepared to be escorted to the Brig.

"See that it doesn't." Enalia muttered, walking past Beaumont as security escorted him to the brig. She had spent a lot of time in this engine room, staring into the reactor. She had found it soothing and comforting. Now, though... Now she saw the half naked Spinelli dancing in front of it. She was a beautiful woman, but this wasn't the time or the place even if she was willing and judging by the look on her face as she danced, it was likely she wasn't entirely willing. She'd have to have people watching her Chief Engineer as well now, too. She had enough to worry about than some Orion starting a slave den on her ship.