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Operations

Posted on Sat Apr 9th, 2022 @ 1:05am by Lieutenant Junior Grade Thex sh'Zoarhi & Petty Officer 1st Class Marisol Puerta
Edited on on Sat Apr 9th, 2022 @ 9:57pm

Mission: Episode 12 - Risin' To Risa
Location: Operations Center - deck 6 - USS Pioneer
Timeline: MD011 1530hrs


Thex had a smile on her face as she stepped into operations. The ship belonged to the captain, but this was her little domain. Stepping into the small office she began unpacking a few of her things. Just a few thing to make the place feel more like him.

Due to the lack of some crew aboard, Marisol had been using the time to perform some much needed maintenance on some of the transporters.

She'd just learnt her new boss had arrived, so she finished up her work and headed to the Operations department.

Arriving at the Chief's office, she activated the door chime and waited.

"Come in." Thex called from inside as she looked up at the crewmember. "You must be Marisol Puerta." She said with a smile as she recognised the face from the crew reports.

"Yes,ma'am." Marisol said after entering the room.

"Nice to meet you Marisol." Thex said as she offered her hand.

Accepting the offered hand and shaking it, Marisol, said. "Nice to meet you too, ma'am." She paused before asking, "Are you finding everything alright?"

"Yes everything appears to be in order. How's the transporter?" She inquired.

"I've just completed an overhaul of the transporters in transporter room 1. I thought it prudent while we were docked and their were fewer crew onboard to require their use." Marisol replied.

"An excellent idea. How about the sensors are they holding up?" Thex added.

"The targeting senors on the transporters are working fine." Marisol said. "I also haven't received any reports of problems with the sensors from Sciences or Tactical."

"Well, I'll give them a once over before we get underway. Now what about you Marisol what can you tell me about yourself?" Thex inquired her antenna tilting forward.

"Well, I was born on Qo'noS, my mother was part of a trade delegation from Alvin IV." Marisol began. "I was born two weeks after they arrived on the Klingon homeworld." "Growing up I liked to see how things worked. I got ground for a month after I took the replicator apart. I spent the time upgrading my personal computer terminal."

"I use to take things apart back home as well, though many of them weren't by choice......" Thex said biting her lip as she did so. You wouldn't need to be a telepath to tell she didn't have a nice childhood.

Marisol could tell there was more behind that statement, but didn't see it as her place to pry. Instead she said "I guess an inquisitive mind is something required by people in our chosen profession."

"It is indeed." Thex replied gratefully for a change of subject. " You should see some of the old electronics I've built. "

"My brother Tomas wasn't very happy when I borrowed the anti-grav gyro from his hoverbike to build one of my many contraptions." Marisol said with a laugh.

Thex laughed as well though she stopped rather quickly. " Sorry last time I saw my sisters one of them was trying to shoot me."

"Now that sounds like a story." Marisol said.

"I'll give you a short version. I was born in a cult of Andorian Doomsday cultists who believe the universe is ending. I managed to run away and they chased me half the way to the nearest Andorian city. Last I saw of my youngest sister was her aiming a phaser at my head." Thex explained calmly.

"I can't imagine how devastating that must be for you." Marisol said. "There are some native cults on Alvin IV, but they mostly just commune with nature."

"When I burst into the Starfleet recruitment office I was barefooted, malnourished and couldn't write my own name. Trust me you do not want to meet any of them." Thex added.

"Ay Dios mío." Marisol said. "I'm so sorry you had to live through that, ma'am."

"Thank you Marisol. I like to think of how I survived as proof I can do anything." The Andorian replied.

Marisol smiled. "That's a great way to look at it." She said. "My girlfriend, Azure is Andorian, well partly, she was exiled from Andorian Empire as an abomination, as she had been created by an Andorian geneticist using Andorian and human DNA."

Thex pushed at that. "I had no idea someone was conducting genetic experiments on Andorians. I'd like to meet her be nice to see another Andorian who isn't going to judge me by my peoples standards.

"The geneticist was working illegally." Marisol said. "I'm sure Azure would love to meet you." She added.

"Ah." Thex replied that explained everything. "Still I can't wait to meet her, you're a lucky woman to have her I'm sure."

"Thank you, ma'am." Marisol said. "I'd be happy to arrange that."

"I look forward to it." Thex replied politely " Now if you'll excuse me I should start looking over the manifest see what supplies I'll need to order."

Marisol smiled. "Of course, ma'am. I have work to get on with myself."

A Joint Post By

Lieutenant Junior Grade Thex sh'Zoarhi
Chief Operations Officer, USS Pioneer


Petty Officer First Class Marisol Puerta
Transporter Specialist, USS Pioneer

 

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