Lt. Cmdr. Ian O'Connor- Kidding Around

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((Ian O’Connor’s quarters, Deck 7,  USS Ronin, in orbit of Lolagi IV ))

Normally, Ian felt like he could take a joke just as well as anyone. Lately though…well, with his emotional stability being recently “re-teened” he’d reached his straw/camel threshold.

No matter what he did, he couldn’t get the replicator to produce anything that didn’t have short pants and come with a beanie.

Before that it was baby food, then dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets. It refused to put sauce on anything and everything was on trays with all food separated. Any utensil became a plastic spork.

All his entertainment streams were restricted to Y7 and somehow stools transported in anytime he reached for anything in a high cupboard.

His bedding was all choo-choo trains and his medicine cabinet only contained acne medicine (which was actually helpful).

But even after all that iIt wasn’t ‘til the training wheels on his chair on the bridge that it really started to get to him.

Grunting to himself, he dressed in the uniform with the bottoms cut above his knees and put on the matching high socks. 

oO It had to be Marty or Tess. Didn’t it? Oo

Either way, if he was wrong he’d drag them into helping him figure out who was responsible. Otherwise, he’d have to put up with this for at least another two weeks while the treatments finished their course.

O’Connor: Computer, locate Commander Tucker and Lt. Evinrude

Computer: Commander Tucker is in his office and Lt. Evinrude is in his quarters.

He tapped his comm badge

O’Connor: =/\= Tess, can you meet me in Tuck’s office in a few minutes? =/\=

Evinrude: =/\= Response =/\=

O’Connor: =/\= I’ll explain when you get there. =/\=

Evinrude: =/\= Response =/\=

He ended the comm and looked in the mirror at his ridiculous outfit. He took a deep breath and steeled himself. 

oO Well, Let’s try to fake it and not show it’s starting to get to me. Oo

Spinning the beanie on his finger and whistling, he headed out into the corridor and down to engineering. At least this outfit covered his back side, unlike the hospital gown he’d recently run around in.

Evinrude/Tucker:  Response 

TBC in Tuck’s office/Tags

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Lieutenant Commander Ian O’Connor

HCO

USS Ronin NCC-34523

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