Two for Two

Posted on Sun Apr 24th, 2022 @ 4:33am by Commander Victor Delling MD & Lieutenant Wyndon Rapisarta
Edited on on Mon Apr 25th, 2022 @ 9:41am

625 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Trade Troubles
Location: Chief Medical Officers Quarters

She said 'see if you can get the old crew back together'. That idea had lingered with him for the better part of the day, before the young chief medical officer had finally caved. He'd worked a full shift before he'd caved, but he'd done it nonetheless. It was a good idea, actually it was a really good idea he just didn't want to admit to himself that yet again Vivienne was right. She wasn't even here yet and she was already bossing him around. A smile touched his lips at that, he'd missed their easy companionship and she was a dear friend. A damn good doctor too, which only made the fact that she was coming to rescue him just that much better.

"Computer what is the current duty assignment of Dr Wyndon Rapisarta?"

"Lieutenant commander Rapisarta is assigned to the USS Oracle, currently in a survey of the Trigona nebula stellar nursery.".

"Is he currently on duty?"

"Negative ship reports indicate he came off of duty 35 standard minutes ago."

"Open a communications channel to him Marked personal please.".

It took all of 30 seconds for the call to go out and to be answered. Wyndon looked a little rough around the edges, but he was well-groomed, and looked as if he'd freshly come out of the shower. A towel was draped around his shoulders, catching the drops from the water soaked hair. "Victor to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I heard that you weren't exactly thrilled with nebula study and thought I might offer you something more interesting.".

"How could you do that?"

"Well it seems someone likes me enough to make me a chief, and I am understaffed to the point of being negligent."

"Woof. How did you manage to score that assignment?"

"Old Chief decided she was going to up and disappear. Everyone else took a dislike to how she ran things. I was offered, and I accepted. It was a promotion." The other man shrugged, grinning at his friend through the channel. "How is charting nebulous stellar nurseries?"

"It's about as boring as watching paint dry as you well know. What exactly are you offering me Victor?

"A position on a ship that is going to get into spats. Action. Adventure. And practically free reign of a biomedical research department that is currently completely unmanned. There is a chief science officer so don't get your hopes up too high, you do have to do your reports. He's an ensign by the name of Talmage, but I haven't met him yet. But I won't restrict what you can and can't research."

"Ah sweet ambrosia."

"Just promise me no human studies unless they're properly approved?" Victor's wicked smirk came across the screen to his old friend.

"You take all the fun out of life Victor." Wyndon grumbled, a wide grin on his face as he toyed with the end of the towel.

"I am offering you an opportunity" Victor riposted, his voice calm. Shrugging one shoulder he continued "No-one is forcing you to take it of course, but its there if you want it."

"What ship is it?"

"The Myogi"

"New Orlean's class." Wyndon muttered, more to himself than to Victor, and it was clear that he was considering the offer and everything it meant for him. "Will you give me Gamma shift?"

"If you want it, it's yours."

"Oh, very well. Put in the request. I am sure that the Oracle will not miss me in any great capacity." Wyndon's nose ridges wrinkled as he smiled. "Thank you Victor, for thinking of me."

Victor placed his hand on his chest and inclined his head to his old friend. He ended the connection with the smile still on his lips.

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