To Kitten With Love

Posted on Sun Apr 13th, 2025 @ 7:21pm by Commander Kevin Lance
Edited on on Sun Apr 13th, 2025 @ 8:46pm

467 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: The days of our lives
Location: Federation Space
Timeline: Current

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{Jubilant Embrace}

Kevin read the security report from Starbase 24 with a smile on his face. He had written many such reports during his time as a security officer and knew that the dry recitation of facts hid the true emotion on the event. Translating the subtext within the lines of the report, Kevin determined that Mira and the crew were having a wonderful time sowing as much chaos as possible. If Shadow and the power that be had plans that relied on Mira, they were going to be terribly disappointed. Couldn’t happened to a nice group of people, he thought.

The report includes addendums from the starbase’s operations and medical crews. The list of injuries was long but not particularly sever as was the list of damages to a bar named “Corks”. The House of Rasmehlier, under Mira’s direction no doubt, had already already pledged itself to cover the cost of repairs. The base’s chief of security hadn’t been able to detain Mira and the crew prior to their departure and had issued a be-on-the-lookout request for other security teams to hold her for questioning. Good Luck with that, Kevin thought.

Their filed flight plan projected Starbase 343 as their next port of call and was confirmed by the docking application dutifully submitted by Ensign Chin. Kevin wasn’t certain if he would catch them there. Even at maximum sustained cruise, he was a couple of days behind them. It would depend on whether or not they spent more time at Starbase 343 than they did at the previous starbase. But even if they didn’t, the Jubilant Embrace would overtake the Slivin by the time they reached Nausicaa Station.

Kevin thought about the coded message that Mira had tried to send to him while he was in Klingon space. Chin had sent the message to his comm badge which Doppler possessed and the stand-in had not, by any evidence, replied. Kevin grimaced as he suspected that Mira would take that the wrong way. He needed to send a message to her, to let her know that he was looking for her.

He was under orders to return directly to Earth to exchange with Doppler. The message would need to be coded to prevent the powers that be from knowing that he was off mission. Mira’s message had been three simple words. His message needed to be similarly simple. It took him the better part of half an hour to come up with three words that would have meaning to her but be unintelligible to anyone else.

Longspire. Ring. Coming.

Happy with the words, he composed them in a routine communication from Ensign Chin to be delivered after the Slivin arrived at Starbase 343.

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Commander Kevin Lance
Executive Officer
USS Chuck Norris

 

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