A Run In with the Devil
Location: Private Quarters
Stardate: 53839.29
Real Time: Sun Feb 20 2377 22:41:00
Present: Lylliana Skytower, Ja'nell Gerhardson
Lylliana lay upon her bottom bunk, nestled in the shadows cast by the above bunk. The cabin she shared with three other room mates dimly lit, providing just enough light so she didn't strain her eyes whilst fiddling with her PADD. Without warning, one of her room mates, another ensign like herself, Ja'nell walked in, stretching with her uniform jacket off. Lylliana looked over mildly at the noise of the door hissing opening and then closing behind the foot falls of her room mate.
"At it again are we? " Ja'nell giggled, referring to Lylliana almost always having her nose stuck in her PADD, especially as of late. "You know, you'll never get a hot guy that way." Ja'nell turned about, facing her bunk, removing her clothes to dress down for the evening as she continued to speak, Lylliana obviously not keeping a tabs on the conversation. "You should really go out to the Lounge more often. Did you know how many single, and should I mention gorgeous Flight crewmen there are!?" Ja'nell's voice fluttered on, fanning herself, "You could surely find yourself a date or two there... " Ja'nell hopped into her bunk, legs hanging over, gently swinging in the air.
Ja'nell looked down at Lylliana just laying there beneath the soft glow of her PADD and furrowed her brow, "LYLLI!" Lylliana jumped, almost hitting her head on the top bunk as she went to sit up, "WHAT!?" she turned, rolling on her side to face Ja'nell and pay attention to her conversation so she would stop bugging her. "Did you not hear me? You need to get out there!" Ja'nell skoffed, aggravated as she bent over, resting her chin in the palm of her hand as her elbow came to rest on her knee, a dreamy look coming over her face. Lylliana knew that look well, and tried to keep the grimace off her face, as Ja'nell let out an audible sigh, "I mean, if you don't get out there, how are you going to get noticed. Like me? " Ja'nell looked down at Lylliana, "Commander Bonham was so dreamy today. Can you believe he handed me a tray today!?" Ja'nell swooned, falling back on her bunk, "He turned to me in the lounge, and offered it to me, allowing me to get something to eat first. " Ja'nell giggled, "He must have been going out to the Flight Deck or something.. "
Lylliana looked at her roommate and shook her head, "really Ja'nell. He is the CAG on the Flight Deck... I'm sure he's out there everyday. And you do look like you are starving. He was probably thinking," does her best mimic of Commander Bonham, "Better let this chick eat, she might waste away, shes so thin.. " Ja'nell rolled over and scowled at Lylliana, "Don't make fun of my future husband like that!" Lylliana rolled her eyes, rolling her feet to the floor and standing up adjusting her clothes. Ja'nell sat up, "Where are you going? "
Lylliana sighed, grabbing her PADD, "Going to find your future husband and ask him to stuff a sock in your mouth" Ja'nell huffed and was about to protest, but Lylliana escaped before she could say a word.
"Computer, Locate Commander Bonham please. "
The computer chimed and the electronic voice came on, "Commander Bonham can be found in the Flight Locker Room, Located on Deck 13. "
Lylliana took a deep breath and head in the direction of Deck 13 to find the Commander. She had been browsing through some of the computer logs and personnel files. She had found that Commander Bonham had actually been part of a band that had played here on the USS Thunderchild and thought that perhaps he could be useful for the Ice Cream Social event Lt. Jr. Noonia and her had been working on. She had most of the particulars done, and had told Noonia to leave it to her. Perhaps he could sing some songs, or they could sit and pre-record some tunes to set the mood and have them playing during the event. She sighed, running her hand through her hair, lost in her own little world as she passed some other crew members that nodded or waved to her in passing. She had even passed Ensign Townsend who gave her a half smile and a friendly wave. He tried to keep pace with her for a bit as it seemed he was done with his shift for the day. "Ensign Townsend, I do apologize, but I have a meeting with Commander Bonham to discuss some particulars of a mission and I really need to get there and think on these matters without distraction. "
She had tried to be short and discreet with him, seeing that he had taken it roughly and her delivery was less than kind. Lylliana shook her head. She couldn't think on the matter, not right now anyways. One thing Commander Bonham had said to her that day in the Lounge had stuck with her, He had her assignment changed to the Thunderchild. Why? She couldn't wrap her head around it, and of all places, why as a Recreations officer? Of all the things that she knew she could be capable of. She would find out those answers.
She arrived at the locker room, facing a rather large door with bold letters claiming Authorized Personnel Only Lylliana lifted her hand to knock and as soon as she had, two deck hands stepped out in a jovial manner, discussing something funny almost running into her.
"Oh well hello there cutie... " the brown haired male addressed her. Lylliana couldn't help herself, her eyes narrowing in annoyance, "I am looking for Commander Bonham... " she said flatly, and in a somewhat demanding tone that clearly communicated that she didn't care for whatever philandering he had in mind. The other male, also dark haired, leaned over jabbing his friend in his side with his elbow whispering into his ear with a chuckle, the two of them nodding to each other. Lylliana raised an eyebrow, watching the two of them converse for a moment before turning to her, "Yeah, sure. Commander Bonham is just inside around the corner or so. You can't miss him. Just go past the row of lockers and he's in his office.... " the brown haired deck hand smiled, almost too nicely. Lylliana nodded, "Thanks... " she rolled her eyes. Perverts...
Lylliana sighed walking into the locker room, walking past the row of lockers and coming upon a squadron of men and women naked in the showers. Lylliana froze where she stood for a moment, before she tried to back up slowly hitting a something firm behind her, "LADIES AND GENTS! IT LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GOT OURSELVES A LOST LITTLE MOUSE!" one of the flight crewmen was behind her, shouting to the rest of the crew drawing attention to a flush faced Lylliana. 'Oh gods why?'
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