EXETERNRPG: EXETERRPG: (1 - 0030) FO Cmdr Ailynn Bracken and Caity DuBois

[Jaclyn Smith]

And me!

On Sun, 1 Aug 2021, 18:42 Mark Howard via exeter-rpg, <
exeter-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:

> Nrpg. Watch timings of replies to this. Ailynn is awake early and is up
> and about for a bit, so timings of replies should be after Will's Ronnie
> post
>
>
> Mission: Andromeda's Chain
>
> Day: 1
>
> Stardate: 2446.01.03
>
> (USS Exeter - Bracken’s Private Quarters - FO Cmdr Ailynn Bracken and
> Caity DuBois - 0030)
>
>
>
> Ailynn drifted awake as Caity’s slumbering form removed the arm that had
> been draped across her torso.  Allowing herself a few moments to let her
> brain get it’s bearings, and her thoughts recentre themselves, she began to
> process everything that had happened.
>
> Smiling happily as she watched her girlfriend wake up, she spoke softly.
> “We’re back baby. Back on the Exeter.”
>
> She slipped out of bed, somewhat regretfully, and after her morning
> ablutions, pulled on a robe and moved through to the study, where she
> tapped the terminal and turned away to order a coffee.
>
>
>
> Caity opened her eyes slowly. The memories of what she had done, what she
> had seen and what she had let slip to Ravok came flooding back.
>
>
>
> Not looking at Ailynn, she turned over and tried to close her eyes again
> only to see the woman she had just woken up with lying dead on the floor of
> a chamber.
>
>
>
> What Ailynn should have seen was her daily list, meetings, reports
> messages from Command, and the like. However, that wasn’t what she saw.
>
> There was nothing. Oh sure, there were her dailies; standard system
> generated messages, reminders etc but nothing else.
>
>
>
> “Computer. State location of USS Exeter.”
>
> [unable to comply.]
>
> “Computer. Stardate.”
>
> [unable to comply.]
>
> “Shit…” She said brusquely. “Computer, reconnect and calibrate to subspace
> network.”
>
> [unable to comply. No subspace network available]
>
> “AH COME ON! YOU CAN NOT 404 THE SUBSPACE NETWORK. COMPUTER!  RED ALERT!"
>
> [Acknowledged]
>
> As the klaxon began sounding, there was a tingling, deep at the back of
> her mind, a feeling of unease that wouldn’t go away.
>
> “Computer. Estimate location based on observable stellar phenomena.”
>
>
>
> [Unable to comply. No recognisable phenomena in scan range.]
>
>
>
> “Oh Frak.” She strode through to the bedroom, pulling off the robe, and
> pulling on her underwear and uniform. “I’ve got to go to work baby. There’s
> something badly wrong, We’ll catch up as soon as I can.” She leaned over
> and kissed Caity gently, before attaching her rank pips and communicator
> onto her uniform. She looked toward Caity, who was still waking up.
>
>
>
> “We're back but not moving. I need to get going. Something is badly
> wrong."
>
>
>
> "I understand. " She replied flatly, not wanting to say anything about the
> trial. Not yet anyway.
>
>
>
> Ailynn’s blood ran cold, she remembered her trial, and immediately thought
> the worst, the blood ran from her face. She looked across at Caity, and
> shook her head gently. “Baby I’ve got to…” she sighed, a number of thoughts
> crossing her mind, she hadn’t asked how Caity was, and  hadn’t the time now
> to ask, to find out if she’d been through any kind of trauma, that would
> have to come later, she needed to lean on her now though, depend on her.
> “Baby I need you to stay here, I've no idea...” Ailynn’s thoughts were a
> whirlpool of confusion, but she knew Caity understood her.
>
>
>
> "Go. I might go back to mine. I need to see… you go. I'll find you."
>
>
>
> Ailynn half smiled, then turned and left the bedroom, hitting her combadge
> once again.
>
> "This is commander Bracken. All hands report to emergency stations. All
> Department heads to the conference room immediately. This is not a drill.
> All civilian staff shelter in your quarters. This is not a drill."
>
> Ailynn picked up her coffee and drained the remnants as she left her
> suite, handing the empty cup to a passing Ensign, who hadn’t been precisely
> looking where he was going, and found himself holding a mug that he didn’t
> remember picking up.
>
>
>
> (Reply All)
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> (Posted by Mark)
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