“Come on Edie. You can do it!” It was an encouraging voice, but it may
have well of been the incomprehensible ramblings of some boring
academic.
Edie was drenched in sweat as she attempted to maintain her momentum
running across the room. It was a sight to anyone lucky enough to be in
the gym/workout area of the Lone Star. She was wearing bright and tight
neon leggings with fluffy pink leg warmers - her oversized grey tarty
sweater was drenched in sweat as well. Her headband was a hunter orange.
Of course, she wore a pair of large oversized plastic hoop earrings
too.
Several days prior, after having finished their run around the galaxy
testing Lonie’s engines, one of Edie’s officers had suggested they have a
work out together. Edie knew she was out of shape and could probably
use the training, so she gleefully accepted - naive to her own vast
incapabilities in any type of aerobic demands.
The moment this ‘beep’ test had commenced. Edie had contemplated the
very meaning of life itself. A few more minutes into it and she was
looking around the room for the nearest med-kit, convinced that this
would cause a coronary event of some sort which would be the end of her.
“I…. Oh my child…. I can’t…” Edie’s momentum slowed now. The young
Rigelian officer, Lieutenant Brail continued onwards, Edie could swear
she heard an audible chuckle from the woman.
“Why.. Who would subject themselves to this… Willingly?” She stopped
now, panting for breath as she managed to spit her words out. Edie’s
idea of a good work out was carrying two margaritas around the room
instead of one.
“You.. Go on… I’m going.. To go lie in the corner.. Over there…” The CEO
gave a dramatic point to the nearest corner of the room and waddled
her way over, happily falling into it on her behind with a satisfying
sigh.
It took a few minutes but she managed to gain hold of her breath again.
“Lieutenant. As far as you’re concerned. I ran circles around the room.
Understood?” She looked up at Bail with a stern grandmotherly approach.
“Of course Ma’am. Circles. Lots of them.” Bail grinned and continued to run back and forth.
~~ Some time later ~~
Edie lie in a tub full of hot water and bubbles. She figured her hard
work earlier in the gym warranted a good soak. To her right on the ledge
of the tub was a cold and fresh margarita and several PADDs, filled
with unfinished reports. She would get to those eventually but she had a
much more pressing issue to address.
Felix had tasked her with telling the story of the Lone Star-J during
his upcoming Captain’s table event. She was looking forward to the
evening and had already started patching together her most fabulous and
flamboyant evening-wear dress to date. She grabbed the largest of the
three PADDs with her left hand and began tapping away on it with her
right, browsing through the available records.
“Oh….” She raised a brow. There were several redacted entries regarding
the J. This certainly wouldn’t be as a easy as she had thought. Edie had
made a promise to her Captain several years prior that she would not
hack into classified files anymore, it had been a former past-time of
hers.
It seemed as though that promise was going to need to be put on pause.
=/\= End Log =/\=
Commander Edith “Edie” Freelove
Chief Engineering Officer
USS Lone Star