It's Hour Come Round - Part Three

Posted on Fri Dec 31st, 2021 @ 8:07pm by Commander Sohnaxx Dvald & Lieutenant Commander Nalla Fordragon MD & Fleet Captain Marie Yamaguchi & Command Master Chief Petty Officer Tom "Guardian" Carter

Mission: Mission 110: Blue on Blue
Location: Various Locations - USS Stalingrad
Timeline: 0900Hrs - October 27th, 2393

Commander Sohnaxx Dvald slowly smiled as she waited for Yamaguchi's response. Marie seemed to come back to herself a moment later. "Sorry.. What?"

"Problem sweetie?" Dvald inquired with a good-natured smile. "Do you want to bed her yourself?... She is a hot little thing, isn't she?"

Yamaguchi sighed, this conversation was a little bit too much for her and she was perfectly happy with her husband, she had the babies to prove it. "Sohnaxx... I think you need to go get laid, I think you are feeling deprived." Marie suddenly smiled at the other woman.

Sohnaxx suddenly grinned. "Oh. Honey. You have no idea. My husband isn't present and my selection of other Bolians is rather slim," she commented, she also did not specify which gender either as she gave Yamaguchi a rather warm smile. "Maybe I should ask you. I imagine you'd be really great in bed."

Yamaguchi smiled. "Someday Sohnaxx. When you next come back this way," she answered before she pushed the thought away with a helpful shove. She tapped her combadge. "Yamaguchi to the bridge," she asked the com system which did its work instantly, opening a comline between her and the bridge.

"Carter here Captain. What can I do for you?" came the somewhat unexpected response.

"Could you contact Starbase Eight-Twenty for me, please? I'm looking to talk to a Lieutenant Nalla Fordragon, one of their medical officers."

Command Master Chief Petty Officer Tom Carter was sitting in the command chair, he nodded to Lieutenant Zheng Jet who nodded back. "We're placing your call now, give us a few minutes please while we are annoying to the Federations communications network," he commented as he watched the Operations officer go to work with his usual flair.

Yamaguchi smiled, Carter's sense of humor was well known, as was his perspective on life in general and this crew in particular. She tapped her combadge a second time, this severed the comline to the bridge without being obvious as she settled in to wait.

Meanwhile, on Starbase Eight-twenty. Lieutenant Nalla Fordragon sighed softly as she placed the PADD that she had been working on, into the done pile, it was a requisition for more medical supplies and nothing that wasn't what she considered overly important but it was what her section head has asked her to handle, she was not about to argue with the man as Fordragon privately thought the man was a jackass who wanted nothing better than to hump the hunnies, she wasn't wrong and everyone present knew it but some people couldn't be gotten rid of and others who were just too well connected to be disposed of. Fordragon reminded herself about how she loathed this place.

The com system beeped at her. "Lieutenant Fordragon?... This is Beisman in Communications, you have a message coming in on secure channel four."

Fordragon raised an eyebrow but opted to not comment on the matter, she would find out soon enough who wanted her and why they wanted her. "Okay, I'll take it." as she tapped the display on her desk once.

"Routing to you now." came the answer as the screen activated and the face of an older, handsome woman appeared on the screen before her. "Lieutenant Nalla Fordragon?" she asked. "I'm Fleet Captain Marie Yamaguchi, the commander of the Stalingrad." she introduced herself.

"Yes ma'am, what can I do for you?" Fordragon inquired formally, this might be simple but then it might not be.

"I was hoping to have a moment from your busy day to ask you a few questions..." Yamaguchi asked of her.

Fordragon paused, this might be promising. "Go ahead, ma'am."

"I'm in the market for a new Chief Medical Officer... Your name ended up at the top of my rather shortlist... After some heavy-duty culling... I want someone who can think creatively and does not need to be prodded and poked... Your file tells me many things... But I wanted to ask you directly... I can learn much from interactions rather than hire you from reading your file alone."

"I understand ma'am," Fordragon answered with a nod.

"First... Your request states you are .... unhappy with your present assignment on Starbase Eight-Twenty, could you elaborate for me a little as to why this is the case?" Yamaguchi inquired, right before a gentle smile appeared on her lips as Yamaguchi made it clear that she had trapped Fordragon inside a small little space where the younger woman could not do anything other than answer the question directly.

Fordragon quickly realized four things, she was dealing with a woman who missed nothing, this was a woman who was downright dangerous, this was a woman who was either a highly qualified therapist or a highly experienced parent and this was a woman accustomed to getting what she wanted, and on her terms no less. "Well... I have issues with my section head, he is a little liberal with his humor. I find it crude, unrefined, and boorish. I prefer to run a tight ship... but I am not unreasonable... As long as people do their work when it needs to be done then I do not demand they do other things like filling storage lockers or filling inventory..." Fordragon explained. "This guy demands we keep up on everything, getting through the day is a major challenge some days..." she paused. "I apologize. I do not mean to burden you with my issues... Such as they are."

Yamaguchi raised a hand, mostly to stop the other woman in mid-sentence as Dvald gently turned the display so she could address the young woman directly. "Hey, sweetie. I'm Commander Sohnaxx Dvald... Your predecessor on the Stalingrad, assuming all goes well... This section-head,... Has he said or done anything that's inappropriate?" she asked gently, she did not smile and she did not look impressed either.