Posted on Mon Aug 5, 2019 @ 4:10am by Lieutenant JG Atrorius S'harien
Edited on on Tue Aug 20, 2019 @ 11:44am
All In A Day's Work
Location: Starbase 11, Deck 133, Docking Ports
Timeline: Mission Day 3 at 2150
“S'harien, S'harien.... ah! Yes, the Romulan."
Artorius had detected the note of contempt in the security officer's voice. A lieutenant commander that looked to be in her late forties. She would go no higher in the fleet, Artorius reflected. Possibly passed over by command...possibly by her own faults. Her red hair fading into a light gray at the sides and front and her pale blue eyes inspecting every inch of the PADD he handed over to her.
She returned the PADD to him and then inspected his tote bag along with his katana. When she got to the sword, she unseathed it, inspecting the jade coloured blade, then returning it to the seath. Then she looked Artorius straight in the eyes.
“Am I going to have a problem with you Lieutenant?"
'Is she's hazing me?' He thought. 'Trying to get a rise out of me, no big deal.' Except she was getting close to getting on his nerves. This was going to have to be handled carefully.
"I beg your pardon?" He asked, politely.
"First off Lieutenant my name is Richardson." She stated sternly. "You may call me Commander Richardson. I've been in service for nearly 30 years and I didn't earn my pips easily. I worked and I didn't have anyone in the brass guide my career."
'So that was it. Barrett gives encouragement in a few paragraphs and suddenly I'm in the boy's club?' Artorius took a deep breath. He decided to take control of the situation before it got really out of hand.
"Do I look priviledged?" He asked.
"Excuse me?" Richardson countered.
"Surely you read my file?" Artorius asked, in mock surprise. "Obviously you didn't skip the part where it states that...and I quote...Cadet S'harien shall recieve no special treatment. He is to be regarded as any cadet with first year rank and privleidges? Or the part where it's clear...Cadet S'harien has been a examplary cadet and has made friends. He takes his studies seriously and applies himself at a satisfactory level? And my personal favourite....Cadet S'harien's turtouring sessions have been invaluable to his fellow cadets, be they first or fourth year. Young Artorius has a skillset in teaching if he so chooses to apply that to his career someday?"
It was backtalk that could possibly send him to the brig. But if it was one thing he couldn't stand it was being lablled a spy or traitor. He knew he had a long way to go to prove to certain people of it, and their opinion of him shouldn't matter to him. However, one small seed of dissent could turn dangerous...for himself as well as the crew he served.
He waited for a few seconds for Lieutenant Commander Richardson to counter. Then Artorius decided to drive his point home.
"Also, take a look at the uniform I'm wearing. Take a real GOOD look, Commander." He spat out the word with equal contempt. "Funny, how it's similar to yours isn't it? One would almost think that...oh, we're on the same exact side, wouldn't it? But you're right. We do have a problem."
"One we'll settle in due time Lieutenant." Richardson spat, handing over the padd, the duffel bag, and katana. "Your quarters are on deck five. I'm certain you'll know when to report for duty."
"Aye, aye. Let's do this again. Peace and long life." Artorius quickly gathered his things and immediately strode towards a turbolift. Glad the encounter was over. He questioned whether to write the commander up then thought better of it. Why bother? At the end of the day words were meaningless. RIchardson would be forgotten in a few day's time. Just one little blip in a sea of so many other blips aboard a starship of this size.
As soon as he found his quarters and unpack he'd report directly to the bridge. There was work to be done.