Upper Five (Ship's Forward Lounge)

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Stardate: 53834.05
USS Thunderchild, NCC-63549
Deck 5, The Lounge
Upper Five
Commander Bonham, Lt Jr Noonia, Ensign Townsend, Ensign Skytower

Lylliana listened in closely and figured their conversation was in fact about a simulation over Commander Bonham's previous victory. Well, what some called a Victory at least. The Commanders call to sacrafice a few to save many was what some called brilliant and a great sacrifice. She sat back in her chair a moment, seemingly playing on her PADD. What would she have done? Making an extreme call under such circumstances, she doubts any person would come out of that sane. "Commander.. " she interjected, "What you are asking is a no win situation. If there was even a fraction of a chance that everyone could make it out alive, I don't think anyone would logically make that choice." She looked back down at her data pad, " Its like asking if its better to let poison sink in and kill me slowly, or cut off the limb and bleed out. Either way there is going to be a loss, and all you are wanting to test at that point is how do we survive the loss."

She sat silently, having spoken her mind. She played out a scenario in her head, much like the one Commander Bonham had been in. Too many variables. If you look statistically at the choice that was made, the numbers weigh in the favor of Bonham's decision. But, just but, what if he had gone after the flight crews? She wasn't sure, she too would have to run the simulation. Would they have lost the entire crew and the flight crews or would there been minimal damages and loss whilst saving their comrades. She closed her eyes and rubbed her head a little. 'And this is why you don't have any friends... statistics. Numbers. These are your friends. '

She opened her eyes and spied Ensign Townsend out from the corner of her eye. She could see the defeat written all over his face. She couldn't help but sign in a bit of annoyance. She stood up. She was a recreations officer after all and her job was to keep the spirits up of the crew. What could it hurt to let him show her around? "Ensign Townsend... " she spoke rather sharply to get his attention, and then cleared her throat to make her approach softer, " as a matter of fact, I have yet to see the flight deck. I had tried earlier, but they are pretty exclusive out there. Perhaps you could show me sometime... or the weapons pod... " she choked out.