As Time Goes Streaking By

Posted on Sat Jun 8th, 2019 @ 7:20pm by Commodore Ledeya ‘Ed’ Ehestri (*) & Chief Helmsman Eden Bowers

Mission: War Games
Location: USS Majestic, Proving Ground
1029 words - 2.1 OF Standard Post Measure

Jane Saulitis was not above getting down on her hands and knees and scrubbing the deck plating with a toothbrush if she thought it needed it. Fortunately she had a pretty efficient crew that had made sure everything on the ship was in top shape for the war games and any surprise or planned visits from any of the other commanding officers in the fleet. As she stood in the transporter room, giving a nod to the chief to beam aboard the first of such people, she acknowledge how grateful she was for what she'd been given.

The familiar wine of the transporter ceased and Jane smiled ever so slightly. At least this was not their first meeting. "Welcome aboard Majestic."

“Hello Jane.” Ledeya said stepping off the platform holding out her hand in a human greeting. “Thank you for allowing me to indulge having a look around.” She has never been on a Majestic in all her years of being in Starfleet.

"My pleasure. I was honestly surprised by the request, given I don't think I made such a great impression at our last meeting." Jane took the hand and shook it. "Would you like a tour? I would have asked my Executive Officer to join us but I thought you might prefer less pomp and circumstance."

"I would certainly prefer less pomp in my day to day life for sure." The woman said brushing over the comment about great impressions. Everyone made poor impressions sometimes, it was human nature as the phrase went and as Ledeya wasn't human she just brushed it off. "I would have come across in civilian clothes if I didn't have somewhere else to be."

Jane was almost never out of her uniform, mostly because she was never very far from the bridge except when she forced herself to sleep or get some exercise like swimming. She'd never found it as easy to relax when off duty. "Well if you'd like to avoid attention I could show you a roundabout way through the ship. What would you like to see first?"

"It is your ship. I am here purely for recreation purposes." Ledeya tried to assure. She was wondering if the woman actually knew how to relax, she seemed almost uptight. "I really don't want to be a bother." She wanted the other Captain to have a chance to show off her class, not many were ever interested in Majestic class.

"Engineering," Jane decided, almost as if talking to herself about it. "It's undergone some extensive repair lately. Gladly we didn't have to return to spacedock for them." As they exited and made their way down the corridor Jane thought of conversation topics other than the ship but she was coming up short when something caught her eye. She turned her head and there, streaking down the corridor towards her was the well . . . . streaker. The same man who had passed her days before as she left the holodeck for some much needed sleep. Again, she could not identify him. He appeared to have dark hair, but his face was obscured by a mask.

Ledeya wanted to say something as she caught the man out of her eye the second before she turned at the unusual sight. "Uh..." The woman commented on before she laughed softly. She was a doctor first and foremost bodies didn't bother her but it was certainly an unusual sight. The Captain turned to look at the woman and raised an eyebrow.

Jane didn't hesitate, she slapped her commbadge. "Saulitis to Lhaes, Security to deck three. Our streaker is back . . . " It dawned on her that she wished she hadn't said 'back' in front of the other Captain. "Umm, never a dull moment around here." Jane sincerely hoped it would be the last exciting thing to happen on this tour. Her cheeks colored a bit.

"It seems so. Not the first time he has appeared I feel?" The woman asked softly not at all blushing despite seeing the naked man. "Looks human enough." The woman found herself saying with only a small hint of humour in her dark eyes.

"Obviously someone with some mental health issues . . . . or some cultural misunderstanding. Certainly not acceptable to strip off uniforms on my ship and carry on in such a way. We'll catch him and solve the issue quickly." Jane shook her head. "Well after that, Engineering is going to be rather boring but I think we should head that way anyway."

"Possibly." The Task Group Commanding Officer chuckled and indicated that they could carry on as two Security Crewmen passed them by without really taking them in. "So how many times has it happened?" The woman asked looking back to see the if she could see what was happening.

"That's the second time he's appeared in front of me. First time I was too stunned to think of doing anything and he was long gone by the time I did get the gears working in my head. I think I thought I might have imagined it, gone a little too long without a meal or something. I sincerely hope we can get him the help he needs." Jane replied, leading the other Captain off toward the turbolift and deck 10.

The Task Group Commanding Officer stayed quiet for a few moments before she started to giggle just enough that it was noticeable enough in the silence of the Turbo Lift. "I don't think I have seen a streaker in years." The woman admitted. It was something left behind in the Academy if not before.

Jane was glad she didn't seem to be that upset about the whole issue. If she weren't so nervous about everything she might have chuckled right along with her. "First time I've ever been the full frontal by a complete stranger. At least I think he's a stranger. I sincerely hope it's not someone I see on a daily basis. That's going to be awkward." She took a deep breath. "Well anyway, about that tour . . ."

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Commander Jane Saulitis
Commanding Officer
USS Majestic
(PNPC Bowers)

Captain Ledeya ‘Ed’ Ehestri
Commanding Officer
USS Cosmos / TG 72-B
(PNPC Gregnol)