Casual Banter on the Bridge

Posted on Sun Mar 5th, 2023 @ 1:37pm by Lieutenant Sheela Swiftpaws

513 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Ethics, Morals & The Prime Directive.
Location: Dreadnought : Bridge

Once more on the bridge, Sheela going through the last minute full flight checks and diagnostics. Even if it was the billionth time she and her flight team had done since coming aboard. Now it took even less time as everything was the same.

While Diagnostics ran, Sheela opened up the navigation and looked through the registry making sure that was up to date. She would look up and around the vast bridge and all the various stations. Some were fully manned and a few still had vacant seats before them.

Sheela looked to each side of her to see at least the Flight station was fully manned by her team of Navigator, Back-up Pilot and herself.

The Duty Officer sat in the First Mate's seat, leaving captain's chair vacant. She wrinkled her nose a bit at having that job, being a ship's captain.

"Wez better get something soon. Or Iz gonna take this ship for a spin." Sheela muttered to her crew, getting a soft chuckle and smiles.

"I hear ya. It seams that the Captain hasn't been assigned yet. Or some Admirals planet side are still bickering for the privilege of having this floating space station as a command post."

"Whoze knowz." Sheela spoke softly as she made a minor shift in the ships positions to adjust for the gravity's pull and effect on the ship. "Whoze cares! As long as the high brass leaves uz alone to do our jobs."

"At least we whont be called on the carpet if the Admiral sloshes his tea over his uniform at some turbulence" Navigator spoke up softly as the nav computer chimed. "Looks like Astro just finished uploading the latest ..." Letting his voice fade as he focused on looking at the newest batch of data. "In the Hertgog Sector, seams a new blackhole is forming. A Class 6 Dwarf just collapsed upon itself."

"Squeeeee ... Wanna lay odds on that is where wez going?" Sheela looked at each of her crew to see if there was any takers.

"What's the wager?" Back-up Pilot asked as she adjusted one of the console settings.

"Foot the drinking tab, when wez hit the lounge." Sheela spoke as she leaned back in her seat to make it easier to look at the flight crew.

Co-Pilot looked over at the Navigator. "Which do you want to take?"

Navigator looked thoughtful. "Hertgog Sector." He looks at Sheela. "What about you?"

"Iz will pick a different location mezself." Sheela looked thoughtfully and both Navigator and Sheela looked at Co-Pilot.

"I would take up the wager. After shift I have to run to the infirmary. Wife expecting to give birth and don't want to miss out on the free drinks. And miss out on the drinks I've bought." Co-Pilot spoke a bit regretfully.

"Congratulation!" Sheela exclaimed. "Iz hope yooz offspring is healthy!"

"Remember, I expect a cigar from you." Navigator spoke up. "You still owe me from last time."

"You need to come by my quarters to get it." Co-Pilot spoke with a smile. "I'll have two of them waiting for ya."

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