The Anvil Falls - Part Two
Posted on Wed Mar 11th, 2020 @ 4:08am by Commander Tienn Iteela & Lieutenant JG Parja Bralor-Jusik & Lieutenant Lasarra "Silverbolt" Yamaguchi
Mission:
Mission 83: Gender-Blender
Location: Various Locations - USS Courageous
Timeline: 0900Hrs - May 10th, 2392
Lieutenant Tienn Iteela walked down the hallway towards one of the cargo bays that had been set up as the new transporter room between Federation starships, starbases, and colonies as the Roanoke's original transporter system had been slagged by an event three weeks ago that had caused Lasarra Unal and a couple of other people go from being their original gender to the other gender.
All of this went through Tienn's mind as she began to sneeze again, then a second, a third and forth in quick succession. She frowned. "I hate sneezing." the small Bajoran female protested. "How the fuck did Ezas and Kerris survive this.?" she asked herself.
"Who knows." answered a new female as Ensign Parja Bralor-Jusik came around the corner, a rather large medkit on her back, much like how Lieutenant Elizabeth Yamaguchi used to carry hers when she was assigned here before she went off to the Dreamcrusher. "How are you doing these days El Tee?". the handsome looking female inquired with a good natured smile.
In response. Tienn sneezed seven times in quick succession when she was finished she let out a soft whimper. "Uhh... shoot me now!" the small Bajoran protested. "Prophets. I hate this!" she added.
Bralor-Jusik smiled. "Aww.," she responded. "So... I take it that congratulations are in order then?"
"I've just found out myself ten minutes ago.," Tienn responded in a soft tone of voice. "I'm on my way to break the news to the would-be-father." the small Bajoran explained. "He might want to be involved but he might not... I'm not sure."
Bralor-Jusik quickly realized that this situation was a lot more complex than what she had first assumed. "Mind some company?" she inquired. "I need to head over.. to whatever ship you're going to for ... supplies." the taller woman then smiled. "Don't worry... I actually do need supplies but I'm sure-"
"I appreciate you wanting to come with but-"
"Don't make me head back to sickbay with nothing to show for it," Bralor-Jusik complained. "I want to help.."
"You are helping," Tienn answered as the smaller Bajoran went down the hallway, the two reached their destination moments later. "Two to beam over to the Courageous please Chief?" Tienn inquired
"Sure. Step right on up and I'll get you over there."
"Thanks." and with that, the two women stepped up onto the transporter pad, moments later they were beamed over to the Courageous. The two women appeared in one of the transporter rooms. "Welcome aboard ladies." the operator greeted the two women. "Can I help you?"
Bralor-Jusik smiled. "I'm looking for sick bay as I have a request to make of the people there and the Lieutenant is heading for the hanger." she poked Tienn who snapped out of her reverie. "Yeah. Oh right."
The transporter operator chuckled softly "Well I wish you lucky ladies." before Tienn and Bralor-Jusik walked out of the transporter room. "Computer locate... Lasarra Unal?"
"Senior Pilot officer Lasarra Unal is located in Squadron Three's briefing room, deck four, section fifteen."
"Lovely," Tienn responded before she turned to face Bralor-Jusik. "I'd best go get this done... you take it easy kay?"
"You do the same Tienn. If he starts shit then I will come up there and kick his ass clear across the Courageous's saucer section." the larger woman responded darkly.
"Alright. Then I will leave this in your capable hands.." Tienn responded before she sneezed twice back to back. Bralor-Jusik regarded the smaller Bajoran with a smile as she did so. "That gets old quick. I imagine."
"You have no idea," Tienn responded evenly.
Bralor-Jusik simply laughed before both women parted company, one heading for sick bay and Tienn resuming her path towards the hanger. Tienn reached her destination several minutes later she walked onto the hanger space after identifying herself for the guards at the door.
"I'm looking for Squadron three's ready room."
"Right... through those doors and it's the fourth door on the right. It'll be marked." the first guard responded evenly.
"Thanks." and with that Tienn set off towards her destination as both guards settled down to admire her from afar. "Damm man. She is hot."
the first man commented.
"Yeah.. she is." the second guard agreed. "She's got a nice ass though.."
Meanwhile. Tienn was well out of earshot as she located her destination, she tapped the door chime as the Squadron commander raised an eyebrow. "Enter."
The door opened and Tienn walked in. "Oh hey, guys. I'm here to-" was as far as she got before the male members of the squadron began making a fool of themselves over her.
Master Pilot Officer Olivia "Husker" Austin, let out a soft sigh. "Alright guys Knock that shit off!" she yelled loudly over her pilots who instantly settled down. "Thank you... You wanted something Lieutenant?"
"Yes. I need to borrow Silverbolt for a few minutes. I will return him shortly, he will not be intact." Tienn responded before she smiled.
Lasarra Unal was seated in his chair off to the right side of the ready room, he raised an eyebrow as he nodded to his Squadron Commander. "Lasarra... You got something going on?"
"No... Not to my knowledge anyway.." Lasarra Unal paused. "Well, this won't take long skipper."
"Alright. Well, we can spare you..." the petite Asian female responded with a smile. "Keep in mind that we're on alert fifteen. So try not to be gone too long.."
Lasarra rose to his feet as he followed Tienn out of the door. A moment later there was a loud shot that could be heard through the door. "WHAT!" a male voice screamed loudly.
