HADESNRPG: SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1302,) Lt. Commander Jayc

[Tinman JayC]

SBFREEDOM-RPG: HADESRPG: (2 - 1302,) Lt. Commander Jayc

Mission: Homecoming
Day: 2
Stardate: 2446.10.17

(USS Hades - Deck 4 -   Bean Me Up -  LT Commander Tinmanrion Jayc  Lt. Kovich Kovich, Ensign Ten- 13.02)

“But how are you feeling?” Jayc asked seriously?” 
Ten added. “I mean you were millimeters away from being infected. Luckily We know how to cure it, but the pain levels would have been unbearable.”

Jayc’s eyes widened at the avian’s excited volume. “To be fair, I think the concussion he got diving under the lab station was painful enough.”

“Laugh now, but when you two are infected with a parasite or a borg nanite, who will you begging for help? The concussed guy,” Kovich pointed at himself dramatically.

The bird-like scientist chirped at that and clicked dismissively. “It is not my fault you chose life sciences. My experiments do not experiment back on me.”

Kovich slapped the table.
“Oh how soon we forget the interactive drone fiasco!” 

Jayc couldn’t help himself. He laughed at the memory.

Ten made a sniff. “A minor interface glitch.”

Kovich laughed. “The micro phaser drill nearly bore a hole through several decks and exposed the ship tovacuum!”

“And It took you nearly two months to get all your feathers back the way you like them,” Jayc added. “And Chief Alouron wanted to space you herself.”

“Yeah, I just got ordered out off duty for three days.” Kovich added, a triumphant expression on his face. “Alouron tried to have you investigated for gross negligence.”

“Perhaps the pancake would have improved your social skills!” Ten snapped . “Hades safety protocols were working perfectly, the drone motherboard was accidentlally overloaded…….” She paused and shook her avian head. “Yeah you’re right, that whole situation was baaaaad!”

They all laughed as the attendant delivered their lunch.  Jayc took his vegetarian Vulcan meal and waited for the others to get situated.  He noticed the red head from Starbase Freedom enter the cafe and take a seat alone at a table.
His eyebrow arched involuntarily as he wondered if he should invite her to join them, but her expression was….

“Why’s Semaj’s only emotional reaction on your face.” Kovich asked and turned his head toward Jayc’s attention. “Wow she’s gorgeous, but not really your type.”

Jayc turned his expression away realizing he must be staring.
“Crewmember from Freedom on their ship retrieval mission. And I had that expression before I met Semaj.”

“No you didn’t,” Kovich answered, clearly enamored. He actually ran his fingers through his hair and tugged his uniform in Picard maneuver.

“The headwinds are too strong for that gleaning,” Tens said comparing Kovich’s sudden sexual attraction to a predatory bird strike.” She studied the female across the way. “You’d think she was Deltan from your sudden interest.”

“I think she’s a founder,” Jayc responded to that.

“”What?” Kovich head turned back and forth in rapid succession, Jayc in shock then at the beautiful woman who apparently wasn’t what she seemed. “Why do you think that?”

Jayc shrugged. “Her skin isn’t right, she’s socially awkward as if mimicking but not really understanding. And I can’t sense her presence, emotion, or thoughts in any way.”

“Maybe she’s got psi-shields.”

“I checked. Her only luggage was a bucket….”
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