The day is over

Posted on Sat Mar 9th, 2024 @ 2:21am by Captain Mira Rodale
Edited on on Sat Mar 9th, 2024 @ 3:51am

Mission: Thunderdome
Location: USS Chuck Norris
Timeline: Before the mission

on:
{USS Chuck Norris, ReadyRoom}

Mira rubbed her eyes and leaned back in the chair. The last report was done and sent in. Kronnelti had seen his mate. Zimia was Dianna sitting, to keep Dianna from missing Kronnelti too much.

Mira only remembered being this tried when she had gotten the blood from the Undine on her. This gene therapy was kicking her butt.

Mira groaned as her door buzzed again. "Enter." she was thinking of locking the darn thing open. She was tired of saying enter.

Lt Commander Jeffrey Montgomery walked in. He looked a little uncomfortable.

"Montgomery, just say what you need to. I am not one of those Captain’s that will bite your head off." Mira told him.

"Yes, Captain, I was wondering how you wanted to be addressed."

"You mean besides Captain, Captain Rodale or Ma'am?" Mira asked him at his nod. "For now, that's it. if you work out and you would like to stay, we will cross that bridge when we get to it."

Jeffrey Montgomery nodded. "Ma'am, thank you for giving me this opportunity. Most Captain's expect his junior officers to go on away missions, and I just don't feel comfortable with it."

Mira nodded. "I never really had a Captain that wanted to stay on the ship or base." she shrugged. "Until the previous Captain. So it feels odd to give up away missions right now. I am sure my XO might prefer I be choosy on some of our future missions. As my XO, he has that right to state if he feels it will be too dangerous, and I will more than likely discuss it with him. But that will not affect you going down." She sipped her tea and waited if he had more to say.

"Yes ma'am, thank you." Then he left.

Mira looked at the chronometer and frowned she had missed dinner again. Darn it, no wonder Captain’s get assigned a yeoman. They have to make so many decisions their brain shuts off on simple things like eating.

{Mess Hall}

Mira stood there for a few minutes in front of the replicator. She wanted to tell it 'food!' and have it just give her something. she smirked. "Cheeseburger. no mustard and a Blue-leaf salad. Sweet iced tea."
As the food appeared, she took it to a table. She pulled out her PADD and looked over the two languages of the planet they were headed to. She ate quickly, hoping to get some sleep before they got there.


off:
Commander Mira Rodale
Acting Captain
USS Chuck Norris