Monday, November 23, 2009

[USS Chimera] SD 240911.23 | The Honeymooners | Richard & Chloe Sharpe

=/\= Runabout Gellifree – en-route to Risa =/\=

 

It felt so unnatural to be in civilian attire, but be at the helm of a runabout. He was wearing a sky blue shirt, with the top two buttons undone, and untucked from the beige cargo shorts he was wearing. The flip-flops on his feet also felt weird to a man who’d worn nothing but combat boots most of his life.

 

However, he supposed today was a day of changes for the future. After all, a few short hours ago, he’d got married to the most beautiful woman in the known universe, and she was now his, forever more. The envy his old comrades had had when they’d seen his bride, was part of the enjoyment.

 

They’d accosted him at the reception, calling him an old dog and a lucky bastard, for catching something so beautiful and young in his net. Chloe had absolutely radiated throughout the day, to the point she almost had a glowing aura around her. No guesses as for why though.

 

Chloe walked behind Richard, softly setting her hands on his shoulders. "Eta, love of mine?" She asked softly, looking over his shoulder at the controls. She had changed into two piece swimming attire as soon as they had boarded the runabout. She was excited for this trip to Risa, not because it was her first time there, but because she would be spending it with Richard. Chloe's suit tied over her neck and around her back, the top a dark blue a cloud pattern made with lighter patterns. Her bottom half which was covered by a cotton wrap matched, tying at her hips.

 

Richard smiled and turned to look at his wife. “About three hours.” He said. “Traffic permitting.” He smirked. “No Starfleet priority clearance when we’re dressed for the beach.”

 

"I like acting like a normal person now and then." She looked over the man who was now her husband... it felt odd for her to think that... that she was finally married... something that she honestly never saw her doing. But then she found Richard...

 

“Yes, its good to pretend to be something you’re not ever now and then.” He said, turning to face the monitor. “Keeps us remembering what we’re fighting for.” He pressed a few buttons, and then got out of the chair. “I don’t need to be at the helm for a wbile.” He said, moving to stand in front of Chloe, his hands resting on her hips.

 

She lightly kisses his lips as her hands rested on his chest. "Im going to make you wait untill were on Risa." She said, a teasing gling in her eyes.

 

“Fine with me, doesn’t stop me spending time with my wife though, does it?” He said, grinning. “There’s plenty else we can do.”

 

"No, it doesn't stop you from spending time with your wife." She said with a smile, liking how it sounded when he called her his wife. For the longest time she had been his, and she had been happy with just that, but it felt different to be his wife.

 

“So, what do you want to do?” He asked her. “There’s loads of games in the computer, and I brought my chess set. The normal 2D variant.” He grinned.

 

She knew how he liked playing chess, and it was something they hadn't done in a long while. "Sure." She said with a smile. "Let's."

 

“Alright.” Richard said, fishing out the chess board. “And what did you do on your first night of your honeymoon?” “Oh, we played chess.” He said, mocking a conversation with friends.

 

"It's not night, Richard. And I rather not have some of my first fond experiences as your wife to take place in a runabout." She said with a soft laugh taking a seat in the middle of the small runabout so they could sit across from each other. "By night we will have made it to Risa hopefully."

 

“Where we can consummate our marriage in the Risian hot springs.” He said. “I remembered what your wish was, and I’ve booked one for tonight for us privately.” Richard began setting up his chess pieces.

 

Chloe was already ahead of him at setting up her pieces on her side of the board. She gave a warm smile as he told her what he had done. "But it's not like we have not already been together physically." She told him, but she also remembered something else he promised after they married.

 

 

“Well, I wanted this one to be special. The first as man and wife.” He said, moving a pawn forward. “and for other reasons.”

 

"Im not on birth control anymore, Richard." She told him after moving a piece herself, looking up to his eyes. She was sure that he already knew that.

 

“Yes, I know.” Richard said. “I know how significant tonight is for you, and that I have a promise to fulfil.” He moved a knight out onto the board.

 

Chloe paused before she made her move, still watching Richard. "It's a promise Im not going to hold you too- if you don't want another child, I understand." After having met Sarah, his daughter from his first marriage, she could indeed understand.

 

Richard looked up at her from the board. “What makes you think I don’t want another child?” He asked. “Its something you really want, and something I really want.” He took her hand in his. “Chloe, I want to make babies with you. Lots of them. As many as you want.”

 

Her heart calmed at his words, giving his hand a soft squeeze. "Let's start with one." She said with a smile.

 

“Always a good place to start.” He nodded, wisely. He made his move on the chess board taking one of her pawns.

 

She gave a frown when one of her pawns was removed from the board. Making another move, her eyes went back to him again. "I more than want our child, Richard. I need one." It wasn't just that she wanted to have a child with Richard,  but that she was in a stage of her life where her body urged for it.

 

“Need one?” He asked, making a counter move to block her original intention. “You sound like a 35 year old woman who needs to have a baby before she dries up!”

 

"I don't want to turn into that woman, Richard." She said raising an eyebrow.

 

Richard laughed. “No, you won’t.” He said. “I assure you that after this honeymoon, you’ll be pregnant.”

 

"I will be very disappointed if Im not." She said with a smile, thinking of the time that was going to be spent on Risa.

 

=/\= End Log =/\=

 

MGen. Richard Sharpe

MEF CO

 

2Lt. Chloe Sharpe

Pilot

 

Sunday, November 22, 2009

[USS Chimera] SD 24911.22 | Wedding Log | Richard Sharpe & Chloe Merau

 

 

=/\= USS Chimera – Stardate 240911.22 =/\=

 

=/\= The Wedding of Richard Sharpe & Chloe Merau =/\=

 

This was the day. Nothing could’ve prepared him for it, and he was more afraid now than if he’d been asked to stand against the entire 92ndRomulan Legion with nothing more than a pencil. All the planning, all the preparations, all the anticipation – it came to a head here.

 

Standing in the lounge of the USS Chimera, waiting for the guests to arrive, Richard was wearing his Grade 1 Dress uniform, pacing up and down in front of the rows of empty chairs. He’d worn this uniform countless times in the past, and yet today it felt hot and oppressive. The ribbons on his chest felt heavy, and the two stars on either shoulder felt as if they’d been made of pure iron.

 

Patrick Harper sat in one of the chairs on the front row, twiddling his stick in his fingers. He too was wearing his Grade 1 marine blues, with his row after row of ribbons. Only difference was he had on both arms his enlisted rank, the gold chevrons on red, three up, four down, with a star in the middle surrounded by laurels. He looked up for the umpteenth time and sighed. “Would you take an order from me, sir?” He asked.

 

“What is it?” Richard snapped.

 

“Would you for the love of Jeez stand easy sir, you’re wearing a hole in the carpet.” Harper said, smiling.

 

“That’s easy for you to say…” Richard snarled.

 

 

 

=/\= Private Room =/\=

 

Chloe was fixing a pin in her hair. She was already dressed in a flowing white dress with blue lacing. The dress she had picked out for Sarah, the maid of honnor, and Richard's daughter from his first marriage stood next to her. Sarah's dress was light blue with white lacing and knee length.

 

 

=/\= Lounge =/\=

 

Captain Cropa Rojac entered the ship's lounge and was quickly cornered by an Operations Yeoman that issued a report. All the preparations had been made, the decorations were set and the refreshments had been prepared. All that was missing were the bride and groom. Rojac thanked the young enlisted man and continued to his station, on the small stage set before the picturesque panoramic viewport looking out into the starry fields beyond.

 

He wore his dress whites, something he'd gotten more used to during his stint as a Captain, and stood with his hands behind his back. He caught the gaze of General Sharpe's best man in the far doorway and nodded. That was the groom party's cue.

 

At the nod, Harper nudged Richard, and the two of them walked with military precision down the aisle towards the raised platform for the wedding.

 

Rojac nodded to the General and whispered, "Don't lock your knees, sir. It'll hurt if you faint."

 

Richard narrowed his eyes. “I think if I survive this, I should get the Medal of Honor.”

 

Rojac smirked and looked toward the door down the aisle. The string quartet in the corner began playing.

 

Sarah went out first, getting the que to move. 

 

Chloe waited as Sarah went down before her, then took a deep breath. This had her nerves on edge. Finally, she moved from the private room, then walked down. Her eyes quickly found Richard, and didn't look to anything else.

 

Rojac smiled as Chloe reached her position and the music stopped playing.

 

"Ladies and gentlemen," He began, "we are gathered here to witness and celebrate the marriage of two of the Federation's finest. Major General Richard Sharpe and Second Lieutenant Chloe Merau. They met in service on the distinguished USS Enterprise and have since become, to my understanding, inseparable since."

 

"Both of these distinguished officers wish to declare their love and devotion to one another, will you gathered as witnesses. And they have asked me to preside over the services. So without further adu." 

 

Cropa turned to the General. "Richard, to you take Chloe to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold in sickness and health, good times and bad, until death do you part? If so say I do."

 

Richard looked into Chloe’s eyes, smiled and said “I do.”

 

"Chloe," the Captain turned to the bride, "Do you take Richard to be your lawfully wedded husband,  to have and to hold in sickness and health, good times and bad, until death do you part? If so say I do."

 

Chloe's attention had been completely on Richard this entire time.  A extremely happy smile on her lips, she spoke the words. "I do."

 

"If the best man will present the rings." Cropa held out a hand, and Harper placed two rings into his palm. Cropa in turn handed the smaller one to Richard, and the larger one to Chloe.

Taking the ring in one hand, and Chloe’s hand in the other, he slowly slid the gold band onto her finger. It was a rather elaborate ring, being that it was a gold band studded with diamonds, set with a very large diamond on top.

Chloe took the ring that she had been given, taking Ricchard's hand and sliding it onto the correct finger. After sliding the ring on, she didn't let go of his hand.

"As Commanding Officer of the USS Chimera NCC 96899-C, and the powers granted to me by the United Federation of Interstellar Planets, I hereby declare Major General Richard Sharpe and Second Lieutenant Chloe Merau husband and wife." Cropa turned to Richard. "General, you may kiss your bride."

 

“Like I need telling twice.” He said, and took Chloe’s head gently in his hand, lifting her chin up slightly as he leaned in and kissed her affectionately on the lips.

 

Chloe kissed Richard back with all of the same affections. When the claping started, she pulled slightly away from him, a large smile on her lips.

 

=/\= End Log =/\=

 

MGen Richard Sharpe

MEF CO

 

2Lt Chloe Merau (now Sharpe)

Pilot

 

Capt. Cropa Rojac

CO, USS Chimera

Saturday, November 21, 2009

[USS Chimera] SD 240911.21 SB Unity Duty Log: Major Cortez / Commander Jacobs

"rangi.summers@mojwap.sk" <rangi.summers@mojwap.sk> wrote to chimera@ucip.org:

*** Observation Bay * Main Hospital * SB Unity ***

He had sat there waiting for some time, yet was not bothered
by the wait and would in fact have not been annoyed if his
visit had been in vain for he had no problem in spending his
time in this manner.

The viewport looked towards the planet but with scope of the
space beyond and although the scene could be observed from
many places on the base, it was one that Stephen enjoyed.
So he sat back in the reclining chair, totally relaxed and
unconcerned that his working day was ticking away and even
when the person he planned to meet eventually entered the
bay, Stephen merely gave him a short glance then returned to
the view with no sign of a greeting.


Richard Cortez limped into the room with as much authority
as he could muster.
He was wearing the standard issue robes that every sick
person in sickbay received and it seemed as if every part of
his body ached for some reason or another but he did his
best to pretend he was perfectly healthy even though he knew
nobody cared.
In reality he was unable to do much besides walk slowly and
even the smallest of tasks caused him much effort, to the
point that he wondered if Summers had given him a faulty
pair of lungs and screwed up the operation.
It had taken quite a bit of strength to walk even this far
and once he reached the view-port he paused to catch his
breath contemplating how to best convince the Nurse back in
sickbay to give him a few extra pain pills and authorize him
fit for duty.

Stephen turned his head a little and watched Cortez, noting
the mans laboured breathing and slight tremour in his
clenched hand as though he sort to control himself but was
finding it hard to do so.
He said nothing expecting Cortez to notice him, for there
are few people who cannot 'feel' themselves being watched.

" Good view." he said looking out at it again himself.

Richard turned his head at the comment, suddenly noticing
the man sitting down in one of the several chairs pointed
towards
the viewport.
"I've seen better", he responded leaning on the hand rail
surrounding the area.

Stephen made no responce to the comment but instead busied
himself by unfastening the battered rucksack on the seat
beside him, dragging it onto his knee and delving deep into
an outer pocket from which he produced a small silver flask.
He dumped the rucksack to one side, unscrewed the top of the
flask and took a swig from the contents, savouring the
taste.

Richard took as deep a breath as he could and glanced back
at the stranger as he drank from his flask. He smiled, took
a
couple steps back and sat down in the chair where the mans
sack once lay.

"But it is a good view", he added resting his limbs on the
armrests.

Stephen swallowed, nodded his head in agreement and raised
the flask to his lips again taking a smaller sip this time.
He enjoyed it as before and rested his hand holding the
flask on his knee.
After a few seconds he glanced at Cortez and lifting the
flask gestured that he might share a sip or two if he
wished.

Cortez looked over at the man and cocked his head to the
side.
"Thanks", he said taking the flask from his hands and
downing a decent sized swig.
"Whiskey" he said after swallowing. "Not that synthesized
shit either", he added wiping the drops from his chin with
his wrist.
Reaching out his left arm he handed the container back to
the stranger and then offered his right hand, "I'm Richard".

"Stephen." he replied shaking Cortez hand firmly.
"I dont do synthesized." he added "...waste of mans taste
buds."

He watched a shuttle travel right to left across the view
then asked " Been here long?" although he didnt look at
Cortez as he spoke.

Cortez couldn't help but laugh at the question almost
coughing. He took another breath and paused,
"I don't know" he finally said. "I think its been a week or
more....but it feels like only a day or two".
As he said that he turned his head back towards Stephen.
"How about you?", he added.

" I'm often in here." Stephen replied and nodding his head
towards the planet added: " That beats the clinical places."
he glanced at Cortez "...even if the nurses add an
attraction of their own."
He gave a slow smile as he said it and for the first time
was able to study Cortez face for a second or two.

The Major smiled, thinking about Natalie, the nurse who had
attended to him, "yeah", he chuckled. "It seems as thought
its
mandatory for nurses to be pretty", he added rolling his
head back towards the view.
"Never had time for any of that though...", he finally said
after a few moments of silence. "So what are you doing
here....you don't look sick or anything". he added.

"Physically you cannot hope to meet a finer specimen."
Stephen said and chuckled at the ridiculous statement then
changing his tone added: " I talk to counselors quite a
bit."

"Well then you have my pity", Richard responded. "I've
never met a more self involved pious bunch than the people
who call
themselves counselors".
He shook his head at the comment. "Its hard to believe in
this day and age when we are in the middle of a war they
still let people sit in chairs all day and talk....we should
give em a rifle and send em off to the front if you ask me".


"You have a point." Stephen replied although which point he
agreed with was not stated. He lifted the flask but paused,
lowered it and giving Cortez a sideways glance said:
" Shouldnt drink too much of this."
He lifted the flask, took a longer swig and grimaced as it
bit home.
Wordlessly he offered it to Cortez.

*** End Part 1 ***


Major Richard Cortez
C.Sec
USS Chimera
&
Commander Stephen Jacobs
Chief Counsellor
SB Unity

Thursday, November 19, 2009

[USS Chimera] SD240911.19 | JL - COps, DCOps | MCapt Reese, Lt Vaughn | "A Job Well Done"

= ODCC, USS Chimera C =

Jade was in her office going over a few things she wanted to make sure the small ceremony went off without a hitch she then was happy with everything before she left her office she called in her yeoman, "Petty Officer Sierra can you gather everyone into the conference room." Jade asked the yeoman.

"Aye ma'am." She said pushing a button which allowed her to broadcast a message throughout the ODCC, "all operations personnel please report to the conference room. She then stood up and followed the Marine Captain through a door that led to the conference room from her office. 

Once in the conference room Jade took her usual seat and the Petty Officer took the one to her right and the one to her left was reserved for Ian seeing as he was her right hand man. The operation department started to file into the conference room one by one most of the junior officers standing along the wall allowing the senior officers to sit down at the table. Once they were all present and accounted for Jade stood up.

"Thank you for coming everyone I just finished reading the CO's report on how all departments performed and also just finished Mr Vaughn's report on how this department preformed." Jade said taking a second to take a breath, "and I must say that I'm very impressed with each and everyone of you." Jade said stopping a moment to allow this to sink in and she gave around of applause.

"One more thing before you leave." Jade said knowing that there was still a lot of work to be done but she wanted to do this, "could Lt Vaughn please come up here." Jade said standing at the front of the conference room with Sierra at her side holding a solid black box and then a oak box, "Lt Vaughn Captain Rojac wanted me to do the honors first off we present you with the Preantares Ribbon it's awarded to you for the job well done of running the Operations department in my absence." Jade said taking the ribbon and pinning it on Ian and then allowing around of applause.

"Also we're promoting you to the rank of LtCmdr congratulations Cmdr." Jade said grinning as she added a solid black pip to his uniform, "you deserved this." She whispered in his ear when she shook his hand and patted him on his back.

"Thank you ma'am." Ian (NPC) said blushing a little bit, "if it's alright with you I would like to get back to work and get you caught up so you can run your department again." He said smiling. With that Jade dismissed everyone and they all headed out and congratulated Ian on the way out.

Lieutenant Commander Ian Vaughn (NPC)
Deputy Chief Operations Officer
USS Chimera C (apb Aza)

&

Marine Captain Jade Reese 
Chief Operations Officer
USS Chimera C

-- 
Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life. 
William Faulkner