LCDR Aine Sherlock - Getting To Know You

[Aine Sherlock]

(( The Writer's Room, Deck 8, USS Octavia E. Butler ))

Sherlock: Barkeep, ale. Of the Romulan kind for me. And... ::gesturing to Richards::

Richards: response

Koryan: Now Commander.

Aine thought, for a second, that she'd crossed a line until Koryan got a playful look on his face.

Koryan: You know I can’t serve Romulan ale.  It’s illegal.

She raised a finger and opened her mouth to speak. But she paused then shrugged. He wasn't wrong...technically. But where there was a will there was a way. And on the 'Oumuamua, someone had a will. And that person was likely Tobats. She'd have to have a talk with him. Or leave him a note since she never was able to actually catch him. He seemed slipperier than an Ensign.

Sherlock: Very well then. I'll take a whiskey, whatever you got on hand's fine.

Richards: Response

Koryan: Now that I can do.  It’s good to see you again, though I don’t think we’ve had the opportunity to officially meet.

Sherlock: He's returning to the crew. Though, I think last time you saw them they were on the Thor, yes?

The only person Aine knew who was out in the Gamma Quadrant that long ago was Wes Greaves. And she'd only gotten to meet him and work with him briefly back on 118 when he was there for cross training. Which went about as well as anyone would expect an officer exchange to be. Assassination and mayhem.

Richards: Response

Koryan: A pleasure to meet you. 

Koryan: I’ll have those out for you in a minute.  

Aine gave Koryan a nod as the man set off to fill the drinks and then turned her attention back to Richards.

Sherlock: So, now that you're returning to service, any particular goals?

Richards: Response

Sherlock: I've never really asked others about their career paths before. Not sure why, but given some of my responsibilities of late, I figure it's good to know.

Richards: response

tags/TBC

LCDR Aine Sherlock

Chief of Security

U.S.S. Octavia E. Butler

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