A Pain In My Ass

Posted on Mon Aug 19th, 2019 @ 12:29pm by Lieutenant Commander S'hib & Lieutenant Nevada McKay

Mission: Mission 2: Heaven On Earth
Location: SB1/Cargo bay 1 Airlock.
Timeline: R&R
Tags: S'hib, McKay
2628 words - 5.3 OF Standard Post Measure

The cargo deck Of space Dock was A flurry of activity, Power loaders and cargo transporters buzzing as the Crew of the station went about their tasks, supplying the various ships docked at the massive station with vital supplies. A veritable sea of Red and yellow Uniforms buzzed Like angry bees darting in and out of Alcoves Moving massive cargo containers to Transport pads Large enough to handle their bulk.

Among the scurrying Yeoman and Petty officers A single Dark blue uniform strode with purpose towards Cargo Airlock 32. Doctor Nevada McKay stood tall An imposing figure of a Woman striding with A Large Coyote brown duffel bag slung over her shoulder. Under Normal circumstances She'd have never had an excuse to be in this section of the station, but with Her new duty assignment Docked at Space dock she was milking her time as much she could, having Informed the OIC of this cargo deck that she had a container of Highly reactive experiments she needed to Over see the transfer of. A total fabrication, but one that got her full access to the cargo Airlock. And a way onto the ship that No security officer in their right mind would think to check for.
She smiled as she approached the Cargo doors, trying to look as casual as one could wearing a Summer Planetary duty Uniform with Science and medical markings along the collar.

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On the Elysium S'hibs jaw was wide open as he let out a lengthy yawn, It had felt as if this last shift of his was going to last until shore leave was over.

"When is the next one suppose to arrive again?" He said while still yawning, looking over at the transport operator who has also gifted the entertaining shift of waiting for the new arrivals.

"About ten minutes ago?" He shrugged looking down at his PADD. "A Lieutenant... McKay?" He added with as much enthusiasm as either of them could muster.

Tapping his comm badge with an irritated snort S'hib licked his lips briefly before speaking. =/\= Ensign S'hib to spacedock control, could you let me know where Lieutenant McKay is, they were due to beam to the Elysium over ten minutes ago?" =/\= He finished, crossing his arms and moving his tired legs about impatiently.

=/\= This is control, one moment, please. =/\= Replied a woman's voice, clearly rushed off her feet.

Leaning on the transport console the tired eyed crewmen looking over at S'hib "You know we have to do this for another two hours right." he said with an almost sadistic tone to his voice.

Rubbing his eyes with one hand S'hib let out a heavy sigh before hearing a woman's voice once more, her tone now slightly confused.

=/\= Ensign our systems show that Lieutenant McKay is already onboard the Elysium. =/\= She said, trailing off to quickly deal with another request on her screen.

=/\= Oh, well... Thank you, Elysium out. =/\= S'hib said, tapping his comm badge with a little bit to much force.

"Computer, please locate Lieutenant McKay and update me on her position while I'm on route." S'hib said with a deep snort, storming out of the transporter room before the doors had finished opening.

"Lieutenant McKay is currently in Cargo bay one." Replied the Elysiums main computer, her clinical tone almost mocking him as he began to trot quickly down the corridor towards the nearest turbolift.

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As she'd predicted the Elysiums Main cargo bay was Devoid of officers, the area a flurry of activity as the ship was packed for its upcoming assignment. Amid the well oiled machine that was Star base 1's cargo team Her lazy meandering steps stood out, presence only briefly acknowledged by the scurrying crewmen who glanced at her Rank before moving on with their duties.

With a sly smile Nevada Started to walk towards the bulkhead where the Cargo bay's Turbolift access waited to give her nearly free reign of the ship, assuming that her Command codes had been properly added into the ship's computer. She paused and hummed softly to herself. "Or...that they didn't flag me for some...reason," she muttered aloud, her left hand reaching up to lightly rub the Gold and blue com badge she had on. "Eh..nothing ventured nothing gained," she laughed under her breath, her voice calm with A mischievous undertone lingering menacingly beneath it as she took the last few steps to the turbolift.

As she did the doors to the turbolift opened prematurely, revealing Ensign S'hib looming down over her. His hands were on his hips, chest puffed out as looked down at Nevada with an irritated glare. "Welcome aboard, Lieutenant." He snorted, his words deep and throaty as he took two loud steps back. Inviting her into the turbolift with a silent insistence that only an almost eight-foot Starfleet security officer could do.

The Human Woman blinked in shock a sheepish blush creeping over her face. "oh...Uhm...I'll catch the next one if you don't mind," she stammered softly. "you do take Up an awful lot of space in there," she said a cruel look crossing her face as she tried to regain her composure.

A slow inhale accompanied S'hibs hand slowly moving to the side, vaguely pointing to the floor beside him. "Please get in Lieutenant." He said with a growl like exhale, his tone giving no room for it to be a suggestion as his voice echoed out of the turbolift with a rumble.

"Doctor actually if you don't mind Ensign," Nevada Snapped, drawing herself to her full height pushing her chest out to display the medical Emblem. "And you can't Blame me for trying Now can you," she smiled cheerfully her mood bouncing quickly. "So you've got me at a disadvantage Ensign...." she trailed off as she stepped into the turbolift.

Remaining silent as he watched Nevada enter the lift, his eyes intently watching her own as he waited for the doors to close. "I don't care what you were doing... Lieutenant." He finally said, his tone much softer despite refusing to call her Doctor.

"You can sneak around the ship and be a pain in someone else's ass, once I've taken you to your quarters." He added, turning his body to face the door and placing his arms behind his back. "Not before." He added with a snort. "Deck twenty four."

"Mind if we stop at the Armory?" she asked a concerned look flashing across her face. "I do have several Neutron Grenades I should probably Return, Ensign Glower."

A slow blink followed by an even slower head rotation towards Nevada sent S'hibs hand to his hilt instinctively. "Excuse me?" He said looking down at the Lieutenant once more. ~Am I seriously going to have to search this one.~ He thought to himself, a very unamused look across his face.

She turned to face him, keeping her hands clasped behind her back. "I'm Kidding," she laughed. "Most the time when I have a new assignment I get searched or Kept under armed Guard, So... don't hate me Big boy," she said as she turned to face him.

Looking up at the blinding ceiling light above S'hib practically felt his entire body sigh. "Show me your hands." He added with as much enthusiasm as he had stood back in the transporter room. "Please." S'hib added, looking back down at the biggest pain in the ass he had ever met.

"And If I were to say no?" she said with a grin even as she lifted her hands into the air, taking care to show him both sides of her hands, showing she had nothing in them. Behind her the Duffel bag fell to the ground with a Muffled thud. "Gonna pat me down to SeaBiscuit?"

"Right, that's it." S'hib growled, a large hand clasping her shoulder as he gripped his phaser in its holster. "Lieutenant, turn around and put your hands against the wall." He snapped, starting to turn her body.

"Its a new Record," she laughed loudly as she turned to face the wall placing tattooed arms above her head the short sleeved uniform keeping her movements slow and Deliberate to keep Him as calm as she could in this predicament. "And you're not even Vulcan."

"I swear if I don't find any Grenades." He said through gritted teeth. "I'm planting some." He said teasing the line between sarcasm and honesty as he tried to ignore the ludicrous situation he was now in. "Legs wider." He snapped as he began to pat down her sides with the back of his hand.

"Not unless you promise to buy me dinner first," she snickered. "And even if you plant grenades you'd do very little to harm me," she added. "I've Been to a Penal colony already, It was rather nice."

Crouched and stopped mid search S'hib lingered on her words. ~Penal colony, wonderful.~ He thought, trying to ignore her innuendo as he noticed himself staring at her behind being pushed out far more than was needed.

"I suppose they would be a little hard to hide on one's person." He said with a slight snort, dragging the duffel bag from between her legs and into the middle of the turbolift. "Let's see if you've stolen anything already." He said with an almost defeated sigh. ~This is ridiculous, I must be having another bad dream.~ He thought, gripping the zipper and opening the bag.

"Sure," she shrugged. "Go through the panties of the Lady who might one day save your Sorry hide."

"You must not change them too often then," S'hib replied with a slight jeer, picking up the bag and then emptying its contents onto the floor. Going wide eyed as he did so. "Keep your hands against the wall." He snorted, noticing her looking around.

"Yeah yeah yeah," she snickered. "I know, You found my stash and now you're going to gawk at it until this lift comes to a stop" She sneered as Uniforms and Underwear gave way to Holosim Data crystals and Various Toys Ranging from tame to Exotic.

"Bringing weapons onboard a starship is a serious offence Lieutenant," S'hib said as he forced the lump in his throat down with his tried and tested inappropriate humour. "But I think we can overlook this infraction." He added, thankful his species couldn't blush as he delicately placed everything back into her bag with as much dignity as he could muster.

She couldn't hold it any longer, a loud boisterous laugh erupting from her as she listened to his voice. "Boy you must Really be a Hit with the Fillies back home," She snickered. "So forceful and Humorless that its Intoxicating," she Said with a forced pant.

Soon as the door opened S'hib grabbed up the duffel bag and slung it over his shoulder, a moment later he had grabbed the Lieutenant around the waist and holstered her up onto his other shoulder. "If you won't act like someone of your rank." He snorted as he carried her out of the turbolift and past two bewildered crewmen. "Then I won't treat you like one either."

"Hey you're the one Searching me for no probable Reason!" she shouted loudly thrashing about. "Now put me down I can fucking walk, and Also I feel like being carried by you is Demeaning to your species!"

"Awhh you do care after all." S'hib chuckled as he readjusted the squirming human on his shoulder, His face as unamused as it could be as he ignored more strange looks from passing crew.

Nevada frowned and thought for a moment. "So when you Rushed off to rescue me from the clutches of the evil cargo bay...did you ever stop to Look at my Profile," she hummed innocently. "Why I was Incarcerated during the Dominion War?" She paused to inspect her fingernails lightly kicking her legs to amuse herself. "I'm sure My Record has a Great big stamp on it that reads: Warning; Experiments with forbidden technologies," she grinned wide. "It'd be a shame...if I misplaced some CRSPR Nanoprobes in someone's quarters."

"You're vague threats are only going to make me walk slower." S'hib sighed in response. "Besides..." He trailed off, looking at the door numbers hoping desperately that the next one was her. "I haven't decided If I'm going to file a report or not yet."

"The way you're grabbing my ass?" she asked mockingly. "You won't throw me in the brig maybe, but Certainly not anything that might get me off this ship," she mused out loud. "Or is there No Ms. Bojack waiting in the wings for you to get off duty for me to disrupt?" She asked trying to change her tactics up.

"You know I'm genuinely curious now how you got the rank you did." S'hib mused, ignoring her questions entirely. "You must be somewhat useful I suppose." He added mockingly as he readjusted the Lieutenant on his shoulder once more, turning a corner to see another long corridor of doors. ~Fucking hell where is it.~ He groaned internally.

"Calling On of the federations Premier Xeno-biologists Somewhat useful is a bit of an understatement," she grumbled. "I mean its not like I mapped out the entire Human genetic sequence as my senior project in the academy, or made the formula to synthesize a Drug that gave Vulcans full emotion out of boredom during the dominion war, or My personal favorite Fucked A Tal'shair Interrogator while I was incarcerated for said formula," she smiled nonchalantly.

"You make it sound like I should care," S'hib said with a smug grin, He was starting to figure out just how to punish this unruly child of a Lieutenant, Ignoring her. "Urgh... finally." He added as he found her quarters "Right, rides over." S'hib snorted leaning forward and placing her feet on the ground far more gently than she would have been expecting.

"From now on," S'hib said shoving her duffel bag towards her. "Any time I as so much get a hint you're trying to add to your long list of pointless accomplishments." He added, pausing slightly while tapping onto her doors control panel. "I'm going to carry you back here and put you in your room." He finished, as the door opened and the lights came on for the first time.

"Uh-huh...and you'll be doing that from the position of attention yes?" she said turning to face him. "or did you forget that I outrank you twice over," she added sternly. "Oh sure I might be on the federations most wanted list, but By Star Fleet Regulation SF600-1I Am still an officer who outranks you, and will be treated with the Respect that is due Her Rank." she said firmly as she took the duffel bag in her arms. "Or so help me I'll have you Written up for insubordination to a superior officer.

The Smarmy Look of mischievousness was gone, replaced with a stern Furrowed brow. "I expect a Full Written Apology for this Disrespectful behaviour By O600 Tomorrow morning or I'll be Going right to your Section leader with a Recording of this interaction, And a Demand to have your Commission Stripped from you, AM I Understood!" She snapped with as much seriousness as she could muster her face twisted into a facsimile of a Romulan Sneer.

S'hib by this point was completely done with his entire day, his shift and the interaction he had found himself intertwined in. "Report me then, Lieutenant." S'hib said stubbornly before walking straight past her and down the corridor, hands behind his back as his brow reacted to a headache forming. ~Maybe If I'm lucky I'll be transferred.~ He thought to himself.

OFF:

Lieutenant Nevada McKay
Science Officer

Ensign S'hib
Security Officer