ILLUMINARRPG: (6 - 2311) - Ensign Matrix

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Mission:  A Cure Delayed
Day: 6
Stardate: 2445.10.30

(USS Illuminar – Deck 4, Crew Quarters - Ensign Scott Matrix- 2311)

It had been a worthwhile day, but exhausting. Scott had noticed the subspace communication early in the day but hadn’t had time to review it. He was hesitant to do so. The header read from his father…urgent. Family matters, career? His mind wandered. It had been a long while since he spoke to his father, even via subspace. The only thing they had in common was their interest in engineering. Scott had a knack for engineering and loved to tinker in the experimental…the admiral was a career oriented, ego-centric individual…well respected in his day, but the two clashed. They never got along…senior Matrix seemed to tolerate Scott’s existence, but followed his Academy career with intense interest…to the point where his instructors seemed uncomfortable. Scott did well in his classwork but wondered if the grades were influenced in some way.

“Computer…martini…gin…dirty.” Scott commanded. 

He took a sip and sat in the dimly light quarters and read through his father’s message. The information was interesting to say the least and provoked notification to his CO. ~Secrecy please…this isn’t official.~ 

Scott pressed the display screen blank and gulped his drink. Synthehol didn’t do the trick he needed. Scott opened the cabinet near his bookshelf and took out a clear bottle and poured stiff portion. ~To the Admiral.~ he thought.

“Computer enter a message to Sekal…” started Scott.

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