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Don't Get Burned By The Same Flame Twice

Posted on Sun May 21, 2017 @ 12:15pm by Captain Garridan Rismore & Lieutenant Tehja Oldan

Mission: The Fruit Of Tantalus
Location: Deck 8, Deck 12 - Armory, Deck 13 - Mess Hall
Timeline: Stardate 65007.1, 1400 Hours

Ever since the Space Bridge was completed by the Science and Engineering departments three months ago, Lieutenant Oldan had expressed some concerns over its defense. She believed that if the ship was engaged in communications with the Gamma Quadrant, that it may not be able to properly defend the device if it came under attack. The Captain did somewhat agree with that point even though he knew that it was unlikely that they would get attacked in Lumenite Space. Still, he surmised that it probably would not hurt to be prepared for such an eventuality, should it happen. And so, Garridan had Tehja put some plans together for a mobile defense system. The system had been in the works for a few weeks now and with the Jericho currently en route for the Glorion System to pick up Doctor Myers at Celestia, the Lieutenant had a bit of extra time to work on her project.

Having already completed his work up on the bridge for now, the Captain headed down to deck twelve and more specifically the armory to get an update on her progress. When he entered into the room, he found Tehja working at a bench on an orb-shaped device. "How's it coming along?" he asked as he made his way towards her.

"Good I think." Tehja replied without looking up, her fingers fiddling inside the orb, "In fact, I'm almost..." her words were cut off by a shriek and sparks flew from inside the outer casing. "Damnit!" she cursed as she looked down at her hands, "I had a feeling that would happen." she added as smoke started to billow from the device.

The Elaysian winced and he shielded his face with his hand. He then tried to wave away the smoke. "Not that I want to point out the obvious, but I take it that isn't a good thing."

"Something like that." Tehja muttered as she moved to grab a fire extinguisher, a few flames started to lick up through the access port.

Likewise, Garridan grabbed one of the portable extinguishers just in case the fire started to get out of hand. It was really starting to look like he'd come at a bad time.

The fire was quickly out but the device was ruined and Tehja sighed as she set down the fire extinguisher and finally realized that she'd burnt her hands. "So much for that." she grumbled before kicking the table like it was all its fault.

Garridan put his extinguisher down and approached the Lieutenant. "Are you okay?" he asked her, concerned about what he'd just walked in to.

"I'll have to go to sickbay." Tehja sighed as she looked at the blisters that were forming on her skin, "I'll be fine, it's my ego that took the real battering."

The Commander couldn't help but smile at her. "You're not an engineer. Maybe you should have David's people help you out?" he suggested.

"Yeah but that would be admitting that I need help wouldn't it?" she looked up at him, her expression semi-serious.

"It would," he concurred although Garridan did observe by the way she'd said it that it would be difficult for her to do so. "How about we get someone to look at that," he said motioning to her hand, "and then we can discuss where you go from here on this project?"

"I'm sure it'll be fine." Tehja tried to make light of it though it was hurting like hell, "Lucky for me I'll heal quicker than most."

"That may be true, but I imagine that you'd want to avoid any permanent skin damage that could have been repaired had we gone to see a nurse," he told her. To try and coax her further he added, "It'll only take a handful of minutes. I don't want to make it an order."

"Fine." Tehja gave in, "I'll go to sickbay." she agreed, wincing a little as she moved her scorched fingers, "And then we'll discuss my failed project." she sighed.

"Merely a setback, I'm sure," Garridan said just before he escorted Tehja out of the armory.

* * * * *


As the Commander had suggested to her, Tehja was not in Sickbay for very long thanks to Ensign McConnell's diligence in tending to her. She was going to survive, not that there was really any doubt in that. After leaving Sickbay, they walked along the corridor, with no specific destination in mind.

"So, what now?" Garridan asked his Chief Tactical Officer.

"I guess we find somewhere to sit down at talk?" Tehja replied, looking at her hands, amazed that the skin looked so perfect again after being so blistered and scorched.

"Mess Hall?" the Commander suggested.

"Sure." Tehja nodded, "I could use something to pep me up like a raktajino."

They arrived in the Mess Hall a little more than five minutes later. Whilst Tehja secured a table for them to sit at, Garridan stopped at the replicator to get their drinks. He input the order into the controls and moments later, a mug and a glass materialized on the pad. He grabbed the two of them and then headed to meet Tehja.

"Your raktajino," he said as he placed the mug before her. Garridan sat down and then took a sip of his green-coloured drink.

"What's that?" Tehja wrinkled her nose at the green looking liquid in Garridan's glass.

"This?" the Elaysian replied with a smile as he looked down at his drink. "Something healthy. It's juice," he said simply. "Apple, celery and cucumber. It has a similar taste to something I used to have on Gemworld... but as you can imagine it's not exactly the same."

"Are all Elaysians health freaks or are you unusual?" Tehja asked, the Angosian being the total opposite of Rismore. In a nutshell, if it was bad for you, she loved it.

"The demands of the body, I'm afraid," Garridan told her. "I need to keep it healthy and strong. You could say that it's one of the trade-offs from the treatments that have allowed me to function in your normal gravity."

"Really? So you aren't able to just let go and be naughty once in a while?" Tehja asked, thinking that it would be really hard to be so disciplined all of the time.

"I do, on occasion," he admitted. "Dark chocolate is... interesting."

"Dark chocolate? Just dark chocolate? Nothing else?" Tehja looked disappointed.

"The demands of the body," Garridan repeated. It was just the way it was for him. Not to mention that the majority of the food people ingested on a day to day basis was quite foreign to him. "So, what about your mobile defense system for the Space Bridge?" he asked her. "Where do we go from where you left off?"

"Start over I guess." Tehja sighed, "I think I might need to get one of the engineers involved on the project otherwise I might set fire to the ship next time instead of my hands." she added morosely, still beating herself up about the error.

Garridan nodded. "Having a fire on a starship is generally not a good idea," he teased her. "I'm certain that David will be able to spare a person or two to help you out. They might even suggest an alternative approach."

"I just hope it won't be someone with a big ego who takes over the project entirely." Tehja replied, knowing the sort of engineer she was thinking of all too well.

There were indeed many engineers like that, Garridan agreed. "You do have one thing going for you though. You're a senior officer which means you can tell them what to do... and well, where to go should they get a little out of hand."

Tehja smiled wickedly and said "Not to mention I'm pretty good at telling a person what I think huh?" her eyes twinkled, for she knew that Garridan knew her well.

"Yes... you do have that redeeming quality," he said in reply. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not against you doing so. Maybe it's because I'm used to it from our years of knowing each other. However, I can't imagine that your previous superiors were so tolerant."

"I've had my fair share of visits to the principal's office if that's what you mean." Tehja admitted sheepishly.

"I've read the files," he admitted with a nod. "Anyhow, I don't expect that you'll experience any difficulties. We're all professionals here."

"Yeah and I've grown up a lot since then too." she smiled at him, "Plus it helps that I've got a Captain who understands me." she added, her eyes briefly meeting his.

Garridan smiled and shook his head as he caught her eyes. For a brief moment he was reminded of their misunderstanding before they boarded the Jericho at Deep Space Nine. "That's what I'm here for," he offered. It sounded like the break away from her work came just at the right time. "I should head back up to the bridge. Are you going to continue working in the lab?" he asked.

She shook her head, "No, I think I'm going to head back to the office and check in with my team. I think I need to lick my wounds and regroup so that I can come back to this fresh and with that engineering help."

"There's no need to hurry," he reaffirmed her choice to do something else for the rest of the day. Garridan drank the remainder of his juice and then stood up. "And if you feel the need to vent some more, you know where to find me." He smirked at her.

"Be careful what you offer Sir." Tehja smiled at him, "Or I might end up at your door tonight with a bottle of something in tow." she added with a playful wink.

"Well... the offer still stands," he told her even though he had a pretty good idea what she was possibly really after. Perhaps it was good to add in, "As your Commanding Officer it's important that I leave myself available should my crew need me."

"That's good to know Sir." she smiled at him then stood up herself, "So I'll maybe see you later then," opting not to let the subject drop.

Garridan only nodded. He had no idea whether or not she would actually show up to his quarters later on, but if she did, he'd just have to handle whatever situation she presented him with. To try and distance himself from the idea, the Captain allowed Tehja to leave the mess hall first by bringing his glass back to the replicator to have it recycled. He too then departed from the room to return to his duties.

 

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