Chocalate rasberry flavored Raktajino Between a Gorn and the Chief Engineer

Posted on Tue Jul 1st, 2025 @ 10:55pm by Lieutenant JG Patra Rommel

450 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: The Games
Location: Engineering department

“Warrant Officer 2 grade Tezasaurez, sir. There seems to have been a hick-up with the replicator management module in the cargo bay two sir.” Stated a very nervous crewman 1st class.
Tezasaurez frowned, which on a Gorn tends to be extremely frightening. “Whatz dozs youz meanz crewman?”
The young crewman swallowed hard. “I was manning the overwatch panel for all the environmental and secondary and tertiary units on the ship, and an alarm chirped that the replicator management unit had been adjusted by an unauthorized individual.”
Just as the young crewman was finishing up his explanation Lieutenant Rommel walked by. She stopped and pivoted on her heels. Tezasaurez groaned internally, here it comes thought the Gorn.
“Just what do you mean an alarm chirped? inquired Patra; “Have you sent an environmental team down to the cargo bay two mister?” annoyance coming through her words.
Now the young crewman 1st class was extremely flustered and scared. He was between a Gorn and the Chief Engineer, and neither seemed to be happy with him. For a moment he wished he could crawl under a rock and disappear. “No Ma’am, I was just informing the Chief of the situation and waiting for further guidance. The system is on the tertiary systems to be monitored and addressed, Ma’am”
Patra looked at the young crewman, “So what exactly do you think should be done crewman?”
“I…I..” the crewman started to respond. Patra didn’t let him finish, she marched over to his monitoring system and punched up the data. She frowned and then turned to her two subordinates, “So who wants to inform the captain that all beverages made by the food replicators will be chocolate and raspberry flavored Raktajino for the next bloody week?”
Both Warrant Officer Tezasaurez and the young crewman blanched at her statement.
“Surelyzz youzz are jestingzz Lieutenantzzz?” stated Tezasaurez, hoping beyond hope Patra was; but deep down he knew she wasn’t.
“Tezasaurez get a team down to the cargo bay and shut down the replicator management module before any more damage can be done. Take crewman…” here Patra paused, dredging her memory of the crewman’s name “…crewman Onsgard with you. While you and the rest of the team are taking the system offline; I’ll be informing the captain of our newest drink choice for the bloody next week.” Patra stated, a venomous smile appearing on her face.
“Aye, aye Lieutenant.” Responded crewman 1st class Onsgard.
Tezasaurez just shrugged and hit the combadge =^=Betazz shiftzz environmentalzz teamz to thez cargozz bayzz twoz immediatelyzz.=^=
Patra sighed, hit her own combadge =^=Captain, Patra here, need to speak with you now.=^=

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