From: Peter Aspinall (writing_rules_at_yahoo.com)
Date: Fri Apr 25 2008 - 03:44:23 PDT
"Worry wart" (contd-"Starfleet Orders Will Not Be
Denied")
Location: USS STONEHENGE
Scene: Aspinall quarters.
Stardate: [2.8]0425.1144
Peter sat between the twins as they seemed to talk to
one another. He had barely spent any time with them
recently; even on their birthday, and now they would
be staying here with the relief force which was due to
arrive at any time. Not for the first time Peter
wondered if it really was all worth it, if his career
in the fleet was worth missing out on some much his
children's lives.
Even as he contemplated the idea of leaving he knew he
could never do that, he knew that the fleet was his
life, but perhaps he should look at a different
assignment, perhaps something at Utopia Planitia.
Matthew startled him as he wrapped an army around him
from behind. Despite his familiarity with his husband,
right down to the ever growing telepathic sense of him
Peter was actually startled enough to flinch a little,
earning a low laugh from his husband.
"Jumpy?" asked Matthew as he kissed his neck.
"Ummm, just thinking."
"You know you never will, and you will only really
request that transfer when your much older sweetie."
Peter laughed, "I thought I was the telepath?"
"You are, I'm just the husband, I know you too well."
Peter scooped the twins up and carried them over to
get them changed.
"You mind seeing if Jackie is ready hon?" he asked.
"Of course not and hon; don't worry, they will be
fine."
"I know; i just hope we will be too."
Scene: ExO's office.
Peter watched as they moved away from the relief fleet
and the planet. Watched through the real window that
graced his office, something that of course would have
been lacking in the PROPHECY where the bridge had been
near central in the main hull.
He felt the momentary power surge and the ship leapt
forwards and in to warp.
Sighing Peter turned away from the window and back to
his desk.
"Engineering."
[[Ronnie here, you needing something?]]
"I am not particularly enamoured with getting close to
this vessel being where it is, see if there is
anything you can do to improve our structural
integrity and engine power just incase will you?"
[[Sure thing, I am not fond of the idea of being
flattened myself.]]
"Thanks Ronnie."
Peter could imagine her turning to her engineering
teams just as he once would have done.
Peter considered the ravages that the intense gravity
from the black hole could inflict on the STONEHENGE,
and was thankful that at the moment he was in an
optimistic mood, for surely if these were the
possibilities that came so readily to mind at the
moment then the images that would arise if he was in a
pessimistic mood would surely have haunted him for
days.
As it was he just called up the ships schematics on
the large display on the wall and began to figure out
where any weak spots could be re-enforced even though
Ronnie and her team would already be looking at this.
Matthew walked in to the office unannounced, something
no one else would ever do, in fact something that no
one else could do as only he and Matthew had instant
access to the room.
“You know we have engineers to do that?” pointed out
Matthew as he perched on Peter’s desk.
“I know, but an extra pair of eyes can’t hurt.”
“Anything to keep busy hey?” asked Matthew, a note of
sadness in his own voice.
“Something like that, I miss them already, and this
blackhole has me nervous to boot.”
“Until we get more accurate information on the
situation you need to relax a little.” Replied Matthew
standing and walking over to his husband where he
began to massge his shoulders.
“I know, but you know how much of a worry wart I can
be.”
“Hear hear.” Chuckled Matthew, “Now come on, let the
departments do their jobs while you be a good ExO and
worry; here have a cookie.”
Peter scowled as Matthew dug one of the ‘good ExO
cookies’ out of his pocket.
“You know, i really am going to kill daisy when I see
her next.” Growled Peter; but he did eat the cookie...
NRPG:
TAAAAAG
Peter Aspinall
STONEHENGE Webmaster
FRPG Council Chair
and the voices of....
Cmdr Peter Aspinall
ExO
USS STONEHENGE
Lt Cmdr H. H. Drake
ILO
GS2
Lt Heath Carr
ACTi
Starfleet command
Adm Arto Halle
COO
Starfleet Command
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