[Captain's Quarters - Deck Two - USS Chimera NCC 96899-C]
Cropa released a long sigh, and cradled the back of his head with the arms he held behind it as he reclined into the pillows stacked up against his headboard. His chest was tickled by the strand of long auburn-brown hair as Rayna laid her head atop his chest, with an arm drape doer his right shoulder. As far as Cropa was concerned, it had been a great morning.
"So," Rayna started turning over playfully and held her chin up with her hands,"what's next?"
"Who cares?" Cropa replied with a grin. Rayna laughed. "Well, I have to meet with Captain Rodgers and our new Security Chief. Until then, I was planning on a nice relaxing morning."
"Oh." Rayna smirked, in a manner very similar to Cropa's own. "Well, sorry about the first hour then." Cropa laughed.
She laid her bed back on his shoulder, and they looked out the viewport window towards the busy traffic frolicking to and fro the starbase and Aeran III below. It lase about five minute until their relaxing moments were lost in a blast of klaxons and emergency warnings.
[Warning warp core breach detected in main engineering…. Evacuate immediately] The Computer bellowed.
The Captain was out of bed in an instant, running toward the wall panel opposite the bed in the nude. He tapped in the commands for a status report. The ships own warp core had read-outs within normal parameters, so what the hell was going on? He quickly crossed over to the bedside table and grabbed up his combadge. Rayna was sitting straight up with the covers gathered atop her chest.
"Mr. Kroitzer," he shouted hurriedly into the communicator, "what the hell just happened?" Rayna had gotten up ad wa retrieving her clothes off the floor.
+One of my engineers was working on one of Xerxes Missiles when he somehow ruptured the antimatter containment.+ The young CEO replied.
"Take care of it; I'm on my way." Rojac replied, already heading toward his closet. Rayna handed him a pair of pants, and a red tunic after he slipped the on. It wasn't a full duty uniform, but under the circumstances it would have to do. He kissed her on the cheek and slapped the communicator on his chest before he headed out of the door. His Yeoman, Crewman Bio, was rushing to meet him as he rounded the first corner toward the turbolift.
+One of my engineers was working on one of Xerxes Missiles when he somehow ruptured the antimatter containment.+ The young CEO replied.
"Take care of it; I'm on my way." Rojac replied, already heading toward his closet. Rayna handed him a pair of pants, and a red tunic after he slipped the on. It wasn't a full duty uniform, but under the circumstances it would have to do. He kissed her on the cheek and slapped the communicator on his chest before he headed out of the door. His Yeoman, Crewman Bio, was rushing to meet him as he rounded the first corner toward the turbolift.
"Captain," Bio started, he noticed a pad clutched in her left hand. He didn't let her finish.
"Come with me." Rojac said, as the turbolift doors opened. He slid inside, the yeoman right behind him.
+Bridge to Captain Rojac.+ His combadge came to life. Bio's message would have to wait.
"Go ahead, Mr. Keyes." LtCommander Keyes was the officer of the watch on-duty during gamma shift.
+Mr. Kroitzer had the damaged torpedo transported off ship a safe distance away. We are safe.+
"Very well. Stand down red alert. Contact UNITY and notify them of the situation. Send Captain Rodgers my apologies." Rojac said into the comm-line.
+Aye sir.+ Keyes replied. +Bridge out.+
Rojac quickly turned back to Bio. "You better have good news, Crewman."
Bio sighed sheepishly as the turbolift doors opened. Rojac headed out and made a left toward Main Engineering. "Well sir," The young Asian woman began, " Marine Captain Channer Davis is being held by UNITY Security for infiltrating station VIP quarters."
Rojac punched a wall panel as he continue down the hallway. "Son of a bitch." He took a deep breath, grit his teeth beneath his beard, and continued down the hallway. "This day just gets better and better." The doors to Main Engineering slid quickly aside as he approached, and he went inside.
[End Log]
Captain Cropa Rojac
Commanding Officer
USS Chimera NCC 96899-C
