http://expendable-mind.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] expendable-mind.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92012-01-08 06:42 pm

Out of credits, Game Over. [Open - During Shore Leave]

The Shodan incident had left more than a foul memory, in fact, it was so bad that the details were hazy.

But he knew he'd gone rogue, and he knew that he caused a lot of damage... and hurt people he cared about. There was no excuse, this was were he belonged. That however didn't make it any more depressing. He'd missed the new crew members, and he would miss much of the going ons but Splicer was used to being alone...

He had his team back after all, even if they were back at home. For now, he'd simply sit there, slumped against the cell wall and think of the thing's he'd done.

Man... this is the shit that the other Spectres got killed for... way to lose it cowboy...
fieldpromoted: (Captain in uniform)

[personal profile] fieldpromoted 2012-01-11 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Trudy crossed her arms at him. Even on her bomber jacket, it was clear she had more stripes than that. "I'll let you get away with that salute if you'll remember to call me General," she said.

"One more thing - we've seen the Ohm use some psionic something before, and they've seen us using it too. It's not inconceivable they might target us with weapons meant to knock it out. Is your ship equipped to defend against that?"
fieldpromoted: (Made it through)

[personal profile] fieldpromoted 2012-01-11 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Trudy relaxed, some of the tension going out of her shoulders. With people in and out of pods, new pilots added to the squadron all the time and her people being constantly appropriated for missions, she needed to be able to rely on her pilots when they were on board.

"Good. Now if you're back to yourself, I want to see you back on duty. I'll talk to Security and get you out of here."
fieldpromoted: (The weather didn't call for sarcasm toda)

[personal profile] fieldpromoted 2012-01-13 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
That finally made Trudy give him a real smile. "Good to have you back, ensign," she said. "Just don't mention it to the rest of the troops, we can't have them think I'm going soft."

To tell the truth, it still gave her a warm fuzzy feeling that her pilots felt like saluting her at all. They all probably knew she was a giant mama bear about her pilots, too. As long as they kept up appearances, that was fine.
fieldpromoted: (The few and the proud)

[personal profile] fieldpromoted 2012-01-13 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I'll see you at PT." She paused for a second before she started to walk away. "Ensign, if you need a day or two for... personal reasons, the fleet is helping rebuild the City for a little while anyway."

She was all but extending him leave. If he needed to take it, now was the time to say so.
fieldpromoted: (Friendly badass)

[personal profile] fieldpromoted 2012-01-13 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Trudy nodded sharply. After reading the report, if he hadn't taken that extra time she would order him to get a psych evaluation. "Get yourself together - and take your time about it. I'll see you when you feel like you're ready to come back."

She returned the salute he'd given her earlier - not quite as crisp, but she was the general. She could get away with that. Then she left him to his own thoughts.