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Teal Meets Green

Posted on Sun Oct 25th, 2020 @ 1:14am by Lieutenant Siobahn Fallon & 1st Lieutenant Krios Akati
Edited on on Sun Oct 25th, 2020 @ 1:15am

Mission: Bring on the Wrecking Machine
Location: MCO's Office

Siobahn's journey through the station had been slow, mainly because she had to keep stopping to consult the computer to find out her location. Finally, nearly twenty minutes after she had initially left sickbay she found herself standing outside the Marine Commanding Officer's office, smoothing her skirt and jacket before she hit the chime on the door.

The chime snapped Krios out of what he was currently working on. Moving quickly, he situated himself at his desk. He kept his office pretty spartan, performing to be in the field with his men rather than behind a desk, however it did afford him some quiet time to get some work done. "Enter." He called out wondering who could be here.

Stepping through the doors, Siobahn glanced around quickly before her gaze settled on Krios. She offered an uncertain smile. "Lieutenant Krios? I'm sorry for just showing up, I hope I'm not interrupting anything?"

"Oh no, any chance to escape this mountain of paperwork." Recognizing her from the briefing earlier, "Lieutenant Siobahn right?" he asked rising from his chair. "What can I do for you?

"Siobahn Fallon," she shifted the PaDD she was holding and extended her hand. "I'm one of the medical officers here on 243. I didn't get a chance to meet you properly at the staff meeting."

Nodding, "I did kind of run out of there. I hate staff meetings." Krios took her hand, returning the handshake. "So, what brings you down here to the bowls of the station so to speak?"

Siobahn slid into a seat across from him and offered to a smile as she set the PaDD down on his desk. "I met with a few of your people earlier, I wanted to hand deliver the medical reports to you myself. Seemed as good an excuse as any to actually meet you."

Krios picked up the PaDD and began to thumb through it. "Anything I should be aware of?" He was really hoping that none of his people had done anything else that was stupid. The sudden dryness in his mouth brought and idea to mind, "Can I offer you a drink?"

"Actually a sparkling water would be lovely," Siobahn said with a warm smile. "Maybe with a twist of lemon?" She glanced back to the PaDD and shook her head. "Honestly, it wasn't that big of a deal. There was a bit of a hot headed incident between a couple of marines and a couple of security officers. May have been fuelled by a little bit of alcohol. The injuries were all pretty mild, minor contusions and scrapes, one of the security officers had a nice shiner. Mostly run of the mill stuff, not really much of a deal for the most part."

Krios stood up and walked to the replicator. Light shimmered as the two drinks appeared. As he handed Siobahn her drink he leaned against his desk, "Maybe not from a medical point, however I don't condone my marines fighting with other Starfleet personnel." He took a long sip from his drink to gather his thoughts. "You're acting CMO if I recall correct?"

Siobahn took a sip and nodded. "Only until someone else can be found to take the position. On a facility this size with this number of personnel and civilians I'm not even remotely qualified for the position."

"I know the feeling," Krios remarked while setting drink down on the desk. "I'm in charge of 360 marines, something that should be handled by a Captain, not a 1st Lieutenant." Pausing for effect, he made a point to stare deep into Siobahn's eyes, "It's the hand that we've been dealt however. So it's our job to make the best play we can with what we have."

Siobahn laughed as his eyes met hers. "My Father used to say 'when life throws you a rainy day, play in the puddles'," she said as she picked up the glass and took a sip. "Definitely words to live by. So there's three hundred and sixty marines on the station?" There was a hint of incredulity to her voice before she kept talking, not wanting to sound ridiculous. "Every time I start forgetting how big 243 is, someone says something like that and reminds me. Either that or I end up having to go somewhere and get lost."

Krios smirked, "If it makes you feel better, I barley can navigate my way around here." Looking down at his drink, "Yep a full company of marines. Too bad they're out of shape," the thought clicking in his head, Krios realized there would be no better time to bring the subject up. "Speaking of them being out of shape, I'm going to be whipping them into shape so don't freak out if a few of them come in with some bumps and bruises."

There was another laugh. "Oh, trust me, I'm well aware of what Marine training involves. On my first assignment the Marine CO tried to get me into some marine training to 'toughen me up'," She shook her head and grimaced. "The Chief Medical Officer put a stop to it when I kept showing up at work bruised to the point I could barely move."

Krios returned the laugh. He had been on the receiving end of several instructors that thought the best way to teach a marine was to beat the subject into them. "Well you don't need to worry about me trying to 'toughen you up'. I don't believe in forcing someone to learn something when its not required of them." He did his best to give her a reassuring smile.

"Good, then I promise not to salt your wounds when you end up in sickbay," Siobahn replied easily with a sweet smile before taking another sip of her drink. "So where were you assigned before here?"

Krios let out a long sigh. He really didn't like talking about his past. "I was part of the peace keeping force in the Galen system. Most noticeably on Galen III." His fingers began to tap on the desk. A nervous tick that Krios had not noticed.

Almost immediately, Siobahn realised she had made him uncomfortable. "I've heard that the peacekeeping hasn't been quite as peaceful as some would have hoped," she paused momentarily, allowing her words to settle before speaking again. "I just finished an eighteen month internship in the Dalacari Institute for Health and Wellness." She laughed, looking across at him. "Have you ever met a Dalacari?" without waiting for him to answer she continued. "They're a binary species, so anyone who is 'single' is almost immediately pitied. I was so excited to see a human after eighteen months that I literally screamed 'Human!' and hugged the first human I saw..." she paused, taking a sip of her drink, a hint of colour rising in her cheeks as she continued speaking. "Who just happened to be General Aleksander Oblonsky, who was a special guest on the ship that I was on for Transport back to the Alpha Quadrant," she finished with a grin.

Krios recalled the name, "I bet he loved that." He remarked while letting out a small laugh. "Eighteen months is a long time. I remember coming back after my first deployment and it felt like it had been an age."

"It was easier than I would have thought," Siobahn replied, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. "I needed to leave my previous assignment anyway, and I'll be honest, living on Dalacar isn't exactly hard to tolerate. They do so like their luxury." Her smile became a grin.

"I consider a cot and a hot meal a luxury." Krios laughed. "On Galen all I had was my rifle, kit and MAYBE a blanket if we had an extra one"

Siobahn laughed and shook her head. "Nope, that's a hard no from me. I'm a creature of comfort, I like my nice comfortable bed and my climate control. As it is, going back to a standard federation size bed is hard enough after the Dalacari bedrooms. My closet in my accommodations on Dalacar is bigger than my entire quarters here.

A soft laughter filled the room in response to Siobahn's last remark. "Try only having a footlocker and having to decide what you want to take with you. I'll gladly take the closet I have here."

"A footlocker?" The expression on Siobahn's face was perfectly scandalized. "Oh, no, no, I couldn't! My shoes! They need room to breathe!" she broke into a sudden grin. "I have to admit, I may have trouble finding my way to most places in the station still, but I can find the promenade with no problems and I'm doing a damn good job of making up for 18 months of not being able to shop!"

"Have you had a chance to try out the holosuites? I've finally been able to get caught up on some much needed training." A chime came from the other side of the desk. Krios perked up and moved over to the terminal that was built into the desk. "Ah it seems my shipment of training gear has finally come in."

Siobahn stood up, offering an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I'm here monopolizing all your time, you must have plenty of better things to do than listen to me blather on."

"No worries Lieutenant, I welcome the distraction." Krios rose offering his hand, "If you ever want some help with some extra training feel free to ask." He offered a half smile, "Promise I'll go easy on you."

"I'll keep that in mind," Siobahn said with a slight incline of her head. "Thank you for seeing me, and I apologise for taking up your time." Without waiting for an answer Siobahn turned and walked out of his office to head back toward sickbay. As far as Marines went, he definitely wasn't like most she'd met.

 

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