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Mess Hall Gossip

Posted on Wed Nov 5th, 2014 @ 12:59pm by Lieutenant Ventarus Nosplet & Petty Officer 2nd Class Amelia Takethen

Mission: Something Amiss
Location: Mess Hall

Amelia was in the main mess hall reading a tech manual and munching on iced fruits, completely absorbed in the PaDD before her. Power systems were her forte, but these new systems coming out just seemed overly complicated to her.

Ven came strolling into the mess hall, his uniform was wrinkled and streaked with grease as was his face, his tool belt was overloaded and hung low on his right hip and clinked as he walked into the room. His trade mark goggles were pushed up on his head and into his unruly hair. He whistled as he walked.

Glancing up at the auditory distraction, Amelia waved her antenna towards the odd looking officer. Was that the new Ops Chief?

He went to the replicators and ordered something to drink. He had been crawling around the ship all day and was parched. He drained half the glass before turning around and scanning the room. The blue skinned woman in Starfleet Yellow caught his attention. He walked over to her with slightly jerky movements. "Hello!" he said to her.

oh great, he wanted to talk to her. Setting her PaDD down, Amelia stood. "Hello sir. Is there something I can do for you?"

He looked behind him expecting there to be another officer that she was addressing. Then his head jerked back to her and hie laughed a nervous laugh. " Oh your talking to me! heh heh. Please don't get up. I just wanted to say hi. We have not meet yet. Or have we?"

Sitting back down, Amelia relaxed a little. "No sir, we haven't. I'm Crewman Amelia Takethen. It's a pleasure to meet you," she said, motioning for him to sit across from her.

He took the seat, his tool bag clatering aginst it as he moved it out of his way. "Ventarus Nosplet, but you may call me Ven. Everyone else does." He set his glass down and sat on the edge of his seat, his back not touching the back of the chair. He looked like he was readying to spring from his seat at any second. "How long have you been on Hera?"

"I came over with the refit crew a couple months ago and they had me stay. I've gone over about a third of the EPS conduits throughout the ship since then," Amelia said with a bit of a grin.

"Well welcome aboard Amelia...is it ok that i call you Amelia?" Ven asked "A third of the conduits? That's very impressive!"

Nodding at his first question, Amelia grinned wider. "So how long have you been aboard? I don't remember seeing you during the refit, but this is a big ship."

Ven shrugged " I have been here for a few years but I don't spend a lot of time up here. Heh...but now that I'm chief I have to come up for air I guess."

Amelia waved her antenna in surprise. "So you were here for the renaming, both refits, AND the pirates blowing a chunk out of the saucer? Impressive."

"Eh" He took another drink. "I cant believe they dug me out of the ship to promote me."

"By the sounds of it, they must think you're worth digging out," Amelia said with a grin. "With how deep the grease on your uniform indicates, I'd say they had to drag you out of the conduits between decks 22 and 23."

Ven chuckled a bit "Somewhere close to that." He adjusted his tool belt. "So where were you before Hera?"

"Starbase 117. I figured that since I grew up working on shuttle power systems and the like, I'd do well enough in Starfleet so I got a bit more official training and joined up as enlisted. They sent me there then to work on the Hera a couple years later," Amelia rattled off. Leaning in, she spoke a bit softer. "Is it true that the Captain has a vengeance against pirates?"

Ven shrugged " I don't really know the Captain. I have talked with her like three times. Once was when I was being promoted."

"Ah... Well then..." Nibbling on the last of her iced fruits, Amelia thought that over. "What about the rumor of her having a giant slug inside her? Do you know anything about that?"

Ven grinned at this. " That's what I have heard also. A joined Trill! How cool is that?"

"So that means she's really hundreds of years old, right? I'm not sure 'cool' is the right word, but it's definitely interesting." Amelia was actually a little creeped out, wondering what it was like having something like that inside of you.

"I'm not sure how old she is. Should I ask? I was always told girls don't like that." Van said, cocking his head to the side

Amelia shook her head at that. "No you're right. Best not to ask. I'm not sure I'd want to know the answer, anyway."

"Why would you not like the answer?" Ven asked curiously, his head still cocked to the side.

Amelia shrugged. "It might not fit my expectations, is all. I expect her to be older and much wiser than I am and I think I'd rather keep that image."

Ven nodded, understand. " It is a good image for a Captain to have. She does have an air of knowledge and experience about her, doesn't she?" He said with a goofy little smirk on his face.

"She does." Amelia agreed.

"So who else around here should I know about?" Ven asked.

"Well, I suppose Nexi... She's a civilian advisor of some sort. Her runabout is really nice." Amelia said, thinking about the maintenance she did for her.

"She has her own runabout? Nice! What is she advising on?" Ven adjusted the goggles on his of his head.

Amelia shook her head. "Something no one is supposed to know about. Even the work I did on her ship had to go unrecorded."

This shocked Ven. "That's odd. Does a lot of 'off the record' stuff happen around here?" Maybe Ven spent to much time below.

"First I've heard of it, though since we now work for Intel I suppose it'll become commonplace." Amelia said.

Ven nodded his head in his jerky fashion. "I suppose you might be right. But really, no one knows why she's here?"

Leaning in and quieting her voice, Amelia spoke softly. "I think it has to do with our missions. We work for SI now so I'm sure all sorts of shady people with no records will be heading our way. She's just one that's on our side... For now..." Straightening back up, she resumed her normal speaking voice. "She's got an awesome ship though. I used to tinker with a similar one both growing up and in training."

Ven got a little twinkle in his eye. "Would you show me?"

"Her shuttle?" Amelia asked a bit confused. "She doesn't like others in her ship. I could point it out, but you'll have to talk with her about looking it over. It's the only Orion class runabout in hanger bay 3."

Ven shrugged. "I just thought maybe it would be fun to sneak a peek with you."

"Probably not the best idea, but we can if you want to." Amelia said with a bit of a grin.

"I do..." Ven said with a jerky nod. "Very much I do!"

"Want to go now or wait?" Amelia asked, glancing at their meals.

"How about we go as soon as you are done?" Ven said. He was excited to be making a friend.

Popping the last piece of iced fruit into her mouth, Amelia nodded and stood. "Shall we then?"

Ven gathered his dishes. "Yes!" He stood and slid his dishes into the replicator for recycling.

Sliding her own dish into the replicator, Amelia led the way out of the mess hall towards the auxiliary docking bay.

 

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