The Last Goodbye - Breaking the News

Posted on Mon Mar 9th, 2020 @ 7:44am by Lieutenant Commander Mav'a Tiris & Director Tienn Gyce

Mission: Mission 81: They Shall Have Wars and Pay for their resumption
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke
Timeline: 0800Hrs - April 11th, 2392

Lt Commander Benice Gyce had just come on duty not ten minutes earlier as the tall Bajoran female let out a soft sigh as she gently slid her lithe form into her chair, she tapped the display in front of her as she wanted to see what news was on her desk for today.

The Bajoran tapped the display to find a message waiting for her in her box, she smiled as she relived that it was from Avok, her former partner in law enforcement, he outlined exactly what was going on in no uncertain terms. "Gyce." The Vulcan male started. "I hope this finds you well as I have some news for you. You are being recalled to SCIS as your assignment on the USS Roanoke has been completed. This news should have come to you on the first of April but due to issues, your orders were not sent out on time and as such you're only getting them now. I apologize for the issues."

Gyce listened to the message with a sense of dread, she did not wish to leave as her girlfriend was located here and she had no wish to move on, her daughter also was settling in well here and she was bonding with both her mother and Iteela. Gyce let out a sigh. "Dammit," she muttered as she watched the rest of the message play out.

Gyce then replayed the message from the start, she watched in silence as four things came to mind, one was that this was unstoppable and while she could protest or request assignment back here, she would not be here to do it. The second was that she needed a replacement Chief of Security and the only person she had she felt would be skilled enough to do the job was Lieutenant Mav'a Tiris. She was a bit of a hothead but she would serve in the short term at least. The third was that she had few skilled replacements to draw upon and lastly was that she was not suited to this assignment anyway.

Gyce tapped her combadge and called in the handsome Bolian who in her opinion needed to get laid and quite badly too. "Benice to Tiris. Please report to my office please?"

"I'm on my way." the other female responded instantly. Gyce mentally counted up from one and on the count of six, the doorbell beeped. "Enter."

The door opened and in walked a Bolian female wearing security orange. "You screamed Oh Magnificent one?" Tiris inquired.

Gyce regarded the Bolian female across from her. "I did. yes... Have a seat... I will make this quick.."

"Oh." Tiris raised an eyebrow. "Have we failed you in some way..?" the Bolian inquired. "Shall I prepare the staff for a flogging?"

"No," Benice responded with a sigh. "I've been reassigned. It's taking effect in two days.Which means I'm leaving more or less right now." the older Bajoran explained. "I'm promoting you to Chief of Security of this ship. "Take care of your people as this department is now yours... Try not to flog anyone.." Gyce added almost as an afterthought.

Tiris nodded in agreement. "I will try."

Benice sighed as she huffed softly. "Well. I'm gonna go pack.. and.. " the older Bajoran sighed softly. "I hate leaving."

"I understand... I wish you luck."

Gyce hauled herself to her feet before she took her leave of the office that used to be hers. "I'm going to leave all my stuff. Maybe you can use it."

"It's better then some of the stuff we got on our last supply shipments." Tiris responded as the Bolian picked up one item and with that, she walked out the office.

Tiris sighed softly. "I need to sort out this department... Who would make a good assistant Chief?" the handsome Bolian asked herself as she sat down in the chair that Gyce had just vacated.