Lt Alex Storm - Fried Pickles

[Karen Morris]

After waving the server over, he lingered with a PADD in hand, fingers tapping idly along its edge as he waited for their orders.

Storm: I’d like …  a black hole and an order of fried pickles. 

Cole: I will have an order of cinnabon nachos with cream cheese dip, and an old fashion with a blood orange peel. Thank you.

Server: I’ll have that out in just a minute.

Natasha nodded to the server, before looking back to Alex continuing their conversation.

Cole: ::wry:: I prefer my chaos redirected and my explosions purposeful.

Alex raised an eyebrow and grinned as she asked…

Storm: …So—do you actually prefer chaos?

Cole: ::straightening slightly, like the words matter:: There’s a saying in my family, Strength in Adversity.

Storm: It’s a good saying to live by.

Cole: It doesn’t mean charging into fire. It means staying steady when everything around you wants to fall apart.

Alex leaned back in her chair and set her palm down on the cool tabletop as she said …

Storm: … because that never happens around here at all.

Cole: ::steady, thoughtful:: I was taught that strength isn’t about overpowering chaos, it’s about standing in front of it so it doesn’t hit the wrong people. That’s the kind of security officer I’m trying to be. One who makes sure the chaos doesn’t land on those who never chose the fight.

True to form, their server came back with their drink order and snacks, placing them down in front of each of them.

Storm:  ::to the server:: Can I get a couple of napkins? 

Server: Sure.

He reached into his short apron and set a few down between them on the table.

Storm: ::To the server: Thanks! ::To Nat::I didn’t think about the grease when I ordered these. Story of my life.  Have you ever had one before?

Cole:  Response

Storm:  Would you like one?  ::Pushing her plate in Cole’s direction::  But to get back to our discussion, That’s what security and tactical are all about.  We step into that breach every time we go out on a mission.  

Cole: Response

Storm:  Has there ever been a point during the mission that you were afraid?  

The short silence filled the space.  Alex leaned in and gestured to Nat.

Storm:  If not for yourself, for someone else?

Cole: Response

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Tags / TBC!

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Lt Alex Storm

Tactical Officer

USS Artemis

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