Ensign Meris: The Former Helmsvoman

[Meris/Brian]

(( Deck 5, Section 12, Cabin 6 - Meris' Quarters - USS Thor ))

 

After spending an hour working on the mural near their dining table, the J'naii pilot decided to take a break and went to the head to clean the paint from their hands. They preferred painting with their fingers over using brushes. It made the experience feel more personal, more intimate.

 

The chime sounded, and the pilot looked up in surprise. They wondered who could possibly be visiting their quarters when they had only been aboard for barely three hours. Wandering from the head to the doorway of their bedroom, the pilot called out curiously, remaining in the doorway.

 

Meris: Enter.

 

The door slid open to reveal a fairly short human woman with distinctive green hair. Within Meris' mind it was as if a filing cabinet opened, a file was pulled, and its contents displayed for their mind’s eye. There was only one person this could be.

 

Kreshkova: You must be Ensign Meris.

 

Meris: ::nodding slightly:: I am.

 

Kreshkova: I am Lieutenant Sasch Kreshkova, former helmsvoman and current mission specialist.

 

The J'naii crewmember noted the woman’s slight accent. Having read Kreshkova’s file, they had not been expecting that.

 

Meris had been drying their hands with a towel. They finished and tossed it onto the bed before stepping out of the bedroom and crossing the room to greet the woman.

 

Meris: It is a pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant.

 

Kreshkova: I vanted to velcome you aboard. ::Gesturing to the mural:: Vould it be better if I come back at anozher time? You are still getting settled, no?

 

Meris glanced at the mural. The paints were still wet but drying nicely. They were finished working on it for the day.

 

Meris: I am, but you're not disturbing me. I've completed working on that for today. ::gestures to mural:: May I offer you a beverage?

 

Kreshkova: Response.

 

Meris moved to the replicator and began entering both Kreshkova’s and their own order by hand, tapping away at the control screen to select the correct beverages.

 

Meris: Would you like to sit?

 

Kreshkova: Response.

 

When the drinks materialized, the pilot followed the fellow redshirt across the main sitting area to the couch. They passed the human woman her drink and then settled into the chair opposite her.

 

Meris: To what do I owe this opportunity, Lieutenant?

 

Kreshkova: Response.

 

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Ensign Meris

Helmsperson

USS Thor

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