=/\= Starbase Padassa =/\=
Chloe walked down a corridor of the station. She had her duffle thrown over her sholder. She had been walking for the last 30 mins, completely lost and turned around. She had been looking for where Richard would be- then gave up on that and was looking where his- or their- quarters would be. And she still hadn't found them. She was starting to get flusterd by not being able to find them.
Soon she heard a voice behind her. She reconized it. It was Langhorn. "Lost are you?" Langhorn said amused. "I've seen you pass by here twice now.
Chloe turned around. "I could just be looking around." Chloe suggested as if she wasn't lost. She didn't want to admit that she indeed had gotten lost.
"Well, Im glad you've made it aboard the station finally. We're going to be meeting in my office tomorrow morning at 0700. Be there." Langhorn told her.
"I will." Chloe said with a nod of her head. "And could you perhaps...." Chloe was about to ask a question.
Langhorn cut her off. "Down the hall, two lefts and a right." Langhorn knew where Chloe was headed with out her having to ask.
Knowing that she was dismissed Chloe made her way therw the directions she had been given. Finally she made it to Richard's quarters.
Richard was buried under a load of PADDs. Having been placed in command of all Starfleet assets in this operational group meant he was co-coordinating all the ships in the area as well as his own marine contingent. To say that he was busy would be an understatement.
Wearing his glasses, he read through a report regarding the combat effectiveness of Easy Company, he didn’t hear any chime go off.
After waiting several moments, Chloe set down her duffle and started to fiddle with the door control. It was old and outdated. With in several minutes the door opened to her next to the control. She looked threw the door, then saw Richard. She didn't think that he was there because he hadn't answered.
Richard noticed the door open a split second before his personal guards by the door stepped out and leveled their phaser rifles at Chloe. “Hold your fire!” Richard shouted and got up from behind the desk. “Chloe?”
"Damn it, don't aim at me." Chloe said somewhat angered at the guards that were now aiming at her. She had forgotten the damn guards that followed him around now. But she also hadn't thought he was there. "Richard." She said looking at Richard when they didn't lower their aim.
“Stand down men.” Richard said, and the guards lowered their rifles and stepped aside. “Come in, Chloe.” He said. “Excuse the mess, I’ve got rather a lot on my plate at the moment.”
Grabbing her duffle bag she walked in, eyeing the guards. "I thought I was the messy one." She told him as she tossed her duffle out of the way. Seeing some empty dishes on his desk she picked them up and putting them away.
“Perhaps I wanted to make you feel more at home.” He said. “I’m just really busy. I’m in charge of the whole Starfleet force out here, as Admiral Guzman’s gone back to Unity.”
"Wasn't he supposed to stay here?" Chloe asked him as she relocated her duffle bag into the bedroom then comming back out. She ignored the guards eyes following her movements. She figured she would have to get use to them sooner or later.
“I thought he was, but apparently not.” Richard said. “Not that it matters much, its just annoying.”
"I suppose so." Chloe said as she walked next to him. "And since when do you need to wear glasses to read PADDs?" She asked currious as she stood behind him her hands resting on his sholders.
“I do when I’m tired.” He admitted. “Age.”
"If your tired you should give it a rest for a little while." She told him softly as she took his glasses off setting them on the desk. Chloe didn't like it when he made it obvious that he was a good deal older than her. She was sure that the guards picked it up, what else would they have to listen to? "How long have you been working on this?" She asked him, currious.
“About nine hours or more.” He said. Richard turned to the guards. “Dismissed.” They left the room. He spun around in his chair, and placed his hands on Chloe’s hips, looking up at her. “Good flight?”
A smile was on her face when he let in to rest some. She was even more happy that the guards wern't in the room anymore. But she guessed that they were close by- but that didn't matter. "Could of been better." Looking down at him.
“How so?” He asked.
"Langhorn is going to drive me up the wall." She said with a smile. "Then when I got here, I got completely lost. I was walking around for 45 minites. Than I ran into Langhorn again." She said rolling her eyes.
“If she’s hard on you, its because she cares.” Richard said. “Believe me, you’re tough enough to put up with it.”
"If Im tough enough to deal with you, I can deal with her." She said teasing him, then giving a light kiss.
Richard kissed her back with a bit more enthusiasm. “I need some rest.” He said, and got up from his chair. “I’m off to bed.”
"I hope that plate of food wasn't there from when you first got here." Chloe mentioned hoping that he had eaten some time ago. She had a feeling that she was going to have to make sure with him now and then.
“No, that’s mine.” He said, defensively.
Going to her duffle, she opened it starting to look for the pair of shorts and tshirt she used to sleep in.
Richard went into the bedroom and changed into a pair of boxers and a vest, and climbed into bed.
Changing, Chloe sliped into the bed next to him. Laying an arm across his chest, she wispered. "Goodnight, Richard."
Richard kissed her forehead and whispered. “Goodnight my love.”
=/\= End Log =/\=
MGen. Richard Sharpe
CO
1st MEF
2Lt. Chloe Merau
Pilot
501st Air Group, 1st MEF
