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Missed the ship

Posted on Thu Nov 1st, 2018 @ 10:19pm by Lieutenant JG Simon Hunter & Lieutenant JG Emilie D'Astous

Mission: Recovery
Location: Outside Odin's bar
Timeline: Current

Having been given the Rank Of Lieutenant JG for rescuing an Admiral's daughter from a former Academy Cadet who had been kicked out for Bulling a former classmate, Now Simon Hunter had been given the assignment of the USS Sentinel as its new Assistant Chief of Operations, But before he could get to Providence Ship yards where he was to meet the said ship, He had found that it had gone and left him behind. Now here he was not knowing what to do and nor had the station Ops chief. She he decided to relax and headed towards one of the station's Bars Called Odin's Place.

Emilie drank the rest of her Samarian sunset in one gulp, the sourness of the drink tickling her salivary glands. "I gotta go," she said to Nera, a Kelpien merchant with whom she'd been sharing a table. "I have to get up early tomorrow. The brass wants a tour of the shipyard, to make sure we're not missing any other ships."

She waved her friend good night, and turned to walk out of the Odin, which was becoming a bit too crowded and noisy for her taste anyway.

What happened next would leave her pondering the question for some time - was the Samarian sunset stronger than usual? Was it because she was a bit too tired? Had she tripped on her own feet, or on those of one of the other patrons? Regardless of the answer, her feet tripped over themselves, and she tumbled off-balance, and right into the waiting arms of a strong and handsome young blonde Lieutenant, who was just walking into the bar.

As the doors opened to the busy bar, Simon entered only to be nearly knocked off his feet by the woman in front of him who had tripped over her own feet, He held his arms out to steady her. He said, "Whoa, You ok Ma'am,"as he steadied her with balance of his frame. He asked, "Can you walk?"

Emilie regained her footing, and ran her hands on her uniform to straighten it out. "I'm fine, thank you," she said, flushed. Then his words registered in her mind. "'Ma'am'? I look like a 'Ma'am' to you?" she asked, somewhat offended.

"I'm sorry if I offended you, but it was how I was brought up," replied Simon looking at her and for some reason she smelled good and why was he smelling her, he continued," Do you need me to walk with you back to your Quarters?" as she had tripped over her feet once and Simon needed to know that she had got there safe.

"I'm, uh..." Emilie looked at the young man and then stared out into the corridor, and back at him. "I think I'll be fine," she said.

She took a step forward, and winced as a stab of pain shot up her left ankle. She inhaled sharply through clenched teeth. "I think I might have twisted my ankle there," she said as she reached out to steady herself on his arm.

"Lean on me and I will help you back to your Quarters," replied Simon looking at her as once more she winced in pain, he asked Her, By the way, which way do we need to go?" as he asked the female officer, He finished," My name is Simon Hunter," as he put his left arm around her waist.

"I'll be fine, I just need to put some ice on it." She placed her right arm around Simon's waist. "Right," she said, pointing the direction they should go. "The turbolift is three doors down. And my name is Emilie."

"Nice to meet you Emilie," replied Simon as he continued," Let's take it easy shall we?" as they started off towards the corridor, He asked," So what do you do here Emilie?" trying to find out more about his new friend. but boy her scent was toxic and for some reason he could not put his finger on it.

"I'm a pilot," she said. She felt the subtle movement of her hair as he took in her scent, and repressed a smile. She looked him over. He was handsome, even if a bit short for her taste - but he was also very young. "What about you? I don't think I've seen you around here before."

"No you haven't, you see I was supposed to be on the Sentinel, but I missed her as my transport was late," replied Simon as they continued on down the corridor, "I'm her new assistant chief of Operations," as he hoped that his new commanding officer would understand him being late as he was.

"Oh," she said. "You didn't exactly miss her. The brass won't admit it, but rumor has it she was stolen from the shipyard," she added in hushed tones. The theft hadn't been announced by the Fleet yard's senior staff - such a security breach might be cause enough for them to lose their command, if it became public knowledge. But in a place like this, word got around.

"Oh crap, I hope I don't get blamed for this," replied Simon as he knew that Admrail Jacobs would have a field day if he knew this, He looked back" Admiral Jacobs is not going to be happy as I have to let him know I have arrived safe," after all the Admrail had heard of the loss of Simon's Mom and dad and after what he had done for Stacy he had made sure that he kept an eye on him.

Emilie's eyebrows shot up. "Why would you get blamed? You didn't steal the ship, did you?"

"No I didn't," replied Simon as he looked back at her, " I might have to let the Admiral know that I haven't set foot yet on the ship and he will ask me why," as he knew that shit might hit the fan and when it did the Station might be in for a bumpy ride.

"Tell the truth," she advised, as they approached the turbolift. "Was your transport delayed?"

"Yeah, by two weeks as we got asked to assist in a planetary distress call," replied Simon as the doors opened before them, He asked her "What Deck are you on?"

"Deck Twelve. Then you have nothing to worry about. I'm sure Admiral Jacobs will understand." She leaned against the wall of the turbolift and rotated her ankle to work out the kink.

"Don't do that, it will only make it worse," replied Simon as he still held her waist as the doors closed and the lift started its journey as he moved infront of her, he said," I don't want to end up carrying you , but I will," as he didn't want any more strain put on the ankle or any more damage to it. as he looked back at her, he thought oO what the hell is she wearing or is it something to do with her race? Oo as her sent began to get stronger.

"My knight in shining armor," she said as she let go of his waist. She braced one hand against the turbolift wall, and reached down to massage her ankle with the other. There was a sudden shift as the turbolift moved sideways to reach the habitat ring. She felt her balance wobble, and reflexively placed a hand on his chest to steady herself.

Just then the lift shuddered once more, Simon stumbled forward slightly finding himself standing quite close to her, he said," Sorry about that," as he held onto her keeping her upright, her scent now was over powering him and was going up his nose as he started to breath her in.

The muskiness of his own scent was beginning to get to her, and she could feel the heat emanating from his body, as the lift finally came to a stop and the doors opened.

"This is my stop," she said, but remained motionless in the turbolift.

"Well then lets get you back to your quarters and off of that ankle," replied Simon as he knew that the less time that she was on that ankle the less damage she would be doing to it, he continued," and out of this Lift," as he placed his arm again around her waist, as he wondered if she did this every time she wanted to meet a man.

"I'm five doors down on the left," she said as they stepped out of the turbolift, her arm around his waist for support. She could tell that he was fairly well built for his age, as the arm draped around her waist seemed strong and steady.


"Is there anybody in there that I should be aware of?" he asked as he didn't want to enter the room and have someone yell at him, nor did he want to get into a fight with anyone, as they continued down the corridor.

"No one," she replied. "I had a room-mate, but she was transferred to the Melbourne last week. They haven'T assigned anyone else yet."

"Oh good, I was worried that there might be someone who might be jelious of me walking you back home," replied Simon as they continued on down the corridor, "So, what is it you fly?" he asked trying to find out more about her.

"I can fly pretty much anything."

"Cool," replied Simon as they neared the door, He continued," Is it this one?" pointing to the door they had stopped outside of, as he hoped it was, as she needed to rest the ankle and he needed to rest himself after using his body as a counter balance for her.

"Yeah. Thanks for walking me back," she said, keying the door open. "You want to come in for a drink?" she asked with a smile. "

"well, I am not going to let you hobble over to the replication unit and then to a sofa on your own am I," replied Simon as he knew that on the damaged ankle could give way on her and she could be on the floor for hours, he continued," It would not be right thing to do," as the door opened and they stepped inside the room.

"You're such a gentleman," she said, a hint of teasing in her voice. They made their way first to the couch, where she removed her boot and sock. Her ankle had indeed begun to swell. "Would you mind replicating an ice pack? And a glass of Pinot Grigio. With whatever you prefer."


"Sure, Ice pack first then drink," replied Simon as he found a stool and moved it nearer to her and then lifted her leg up onto the stool, he then turned around and headed over to the replication unit and tapped in a code for an ice pack, Within seconds the Pack appeared and Simon picked it up and walked back to Emlile. He said," you know this is going to hurt don't you?"

"I'm sure you know how to be gentle." replied Emilie.

As he lifted her leg up onto the stool carefully, he noticed that her sent was far stronger again, he asked her, Is there anything else you want other than the drink?" as he eased her foot down onto the soft stool, as he then turned back towards the replication unit to order the drinks.

"After everything you've done for me, I think you're due for a break," she said with a smile. "How about you just take a seat and we can get to know each other? Tell me where you're from?"

"I'm from the east end of London on Earth," replied Simon, he asked How's your mince meat?" as he stood next to the replication unit and tapped in the order for the drinks. he continued," Do you mind if I take my boots off?" as his own feet were aching like mad.

"Make yourself at home," she said. "London... That's in Australia, right?" Upon seeing his surprised stare, she blushed. "Sorry. Third-generation Alpha Centauri. Earth geography was never my forté."

"No, London is the Capital in the United Kingdom," replied Simon as he knew that she needed to see the sort of place he had been born, as the drinks appeared, Simon picked up both the drinks and brought them over to where Emilie had been sitting. He said, "Here you go," as he passed her the drink she had ordered.

"Thank you," she said, taking a sip of the wine. She adjusted the ice pack on her ankle and leaned back. "I'm sorry to be so much trouble on what I'm guessing is your first night on the station?"

"Yeah it is, I was going to get something to eat before I met with the Quartermaster," replied Simon, He continued," And then we bumped into each other," as he smiled at her, he thought to himself oO I can see where this is going to go Oo He asked "Hows your ankle?"

"I'll survive," she said. "If the swelling hasn't gone down by morning I'll head for the Infirmary. I'm sorry I spoiled your dinner. If you want you can get something here," she said, placing her hand on his arm.

"Oh thanks," replied Simon as he knew that he was going to get some food that he had missed out on when he had met Emilie, "now thats sorted, my next question is where am I going to sleep tonight?" as something in his gut told him something was up.

"That really is a question for the Quartermaster," said Emilie. "Not that there's any rush... since I don't have a room-mate..." She ran her finger playfully on his forearm. "Who's going to help me hop around if I need to get up in the middle of the night?"

"So, let me get this straight," replied Simon looking at her as her fingers started walking up his arm, " You want me to stay here for the night?" as he leaned into her slightly, He asked "So where will I be sleeping?" posing the question to her.

The handsome young Lieutenant's face now only inches away from hers, Emilie took in a deep breath, and pressed her lips against his. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pushed him back against the couch, straddling him. "The couch is perfectly fine," she said.

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