YE/D04 - Security Complex

[Paul]

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[Artemis d'Tor'an]

Artemis, Daughter of Tor’an, felt good as she walked into her Security Complex. She felt like she was smirking, but as she caught the faint reflection of herself in a screen, it simply looked like a smile. Chief of Security. Not ‘Assistant’, not ‘Acting’, or even ‘assumed’ - she had the full title now. She was a full Lieutenant –or “Leftenant” as Jensen called her– with her own department, and on paper, life was looking good!

Of course, she was on a ship that was under the command of Jennifer Braggins. If they survived this first mission with this ship, it would be due to hard work, determination, hard-headedness, and a big fat miracle, if the past was anything to go by. But luckily they also still had Peter Jensen as Braggins’ right-hand man, which should (helpfully) help to even out the renegade young woman.

“Good morning, Chief.” A security officer said to her, smiling in the way that he knew it was likely the first she had heard it. Art couldn’t help but grain back.

“Mornin, Finn.” She replied, walking over to the nearest food replicator, punching her order in. “You ready to stop, drop and roll?”

Finn laughed. “If we have a fire already, we’re–” he paused, clearly not wanting to say ‘in trouble’. “gonna need a bigger cup of coffee.” The man decided instead, watching Art pull back her cup.

“No fires yet,” Art confirmed, “But I haven’t heard what our mission is yet, so I’ll keep you posted.” It was all fun and games in Security, until of course there were lives on the line. The air was usually full of jokes and jibes, until it wasn’t, and luckily the mood was still the former.