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© 2022 by Walter Reimer
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As a member of the Combined Services, Varan had a contraceptive implant, but as a civilian, her younger brother was under no such obligation. So she took a precautionary abortifacient after firstmeal, just in case her implant had lapsed. Varan added a note to her padd to schedule a checkup with her ship’s Surgeon, and refrain from sex until then.
“What are your plans today?” her mother Vorun asked.
“Aka, I’ll start packing for the return to This Far. I want to get back to the Bōank.”
Vorun gestured approvingly. “I understand and agree, Varan.”
***
Her parents insisted on having the entire family present for dinner before she left, and they all wished her well as she boarded a jumpcar for Chadan’s spaceport.
The journey to the This Far System was uneventful, which suited her just fine, and after reaching the Fleet spaceport she learned that Bōank was at the refitting area, with nearly all of its crew aboard. She got a seat on the first shuttle headed out towards the dock area, and tried to still the impatient twitching of her tail.
“Gartabin, zogat,” her Command-Second said after saluting her. The kam smiled. “Welcome back.”
“Thank you, Subcaptain,” Varan said, and the pair headed to the ship’s command center. Her effects from Chadan would be taken to her quarters. “How did the repairs go?”
“Very smoothly, and the refit includes upgrades to the weapons systems,” he replied. “There have also been directives from Admirals k’Daridh and Tajan.”
“Yes?”
“All further patrols at Lalande will consist of a balanced force.”
Varan gestured comprehension. “As expected. The Bōank is a good ship, but not quite adequate against a battleship.” They reached the door to Command and she said, “I’ll take a look around here, and then go to my quarters and get settled in before beginning my inspection.”
“Yes, Ma’am. I was helping the Weapons Division when you arrived, so I’ll go back there.”
“Thank you,” and he turned and walked away as she stepped forward and the door opened.
“Captain in Command,” the Duty Officer said, and the crew at first turned before relaxing at her gesture and returning to their tasks. The vir vacated Varan’s chair. “Everything is in order, Ma’am, and the dockyard commander states that we should be ready for a shakedown tomorrow.”
“Excellent.” Varan took her padd out as she sat down, accessed the ship’s computer, and went over the reports from the refit yard supervisor and the various ships’ departments. The Duty Officer looked at her own padd, and gestured at the captain. “Yes?”
“Dockyard reports that the beverage storage is at one hundred percent.”
Varan grinned. “At least we won’t run out of henal.” The two viri chuckled, and after checking a few more reports Varan left to go to her quarters.
© 2022 by Walter Reimer
Thumbnail art by rabbi-tom
As a member of the Combined Services, Varan had a contraceptive implant, but as a civilian, her younger brother was under no such obligation. So she took a precautionary abortifacient after firstmeal, just in case her implant had lapsed. Varan added a note to her padd to schedule a checkup with her ship’s Surgeon, and refrain from sex until then.
“What are your plans today?” her mother Vorun asked.
“Aka, I’ll start packing for the return to This Far. I want to get back to the Bōank.”
Vorun gestured approvingly. “I understand and agree, Varan.”
***
Her parents insisted on having the entire family present for dinner before she left, and they all wished her well as she boarded a jumpcar for Chadan’s spaceport.
The journey to the This Far System was uneventful, which suited her just fine, and after reaching the Fleet spaceport she learned that Bōank was at the refitting area, with nearly all of its crew aboard. She got a seat on the first shuttle headed out towards the dock area, and tried to still the impatient twitching of her tail.
“Gartabin, zogat,” her Command-Second said after saluting her. The kam smiled. “Welcome back.”
“Thank you, Subcaptain,” Varan said, and the pair headed to the ship’s command center. Her effects from Chadan would be taken to her quarters. “How did the repairs go?”
“Very smoothly, and the refit includes upgrades to the weapons systems,” he replied. “There have also been directives from Admirals k’Daridh and Tajan.”
“Yes?”
“All further patrols at Lalande will consist of a balanced force.”
Varan gestured comprehension. “As expected. The Bōank is a good ship, but not quite adequate against a battleship.” They reached the door to Command and she said, “I’ll take a look around here, and then go to my quarters and get settled in before beginning my inspection.”
“Yes, Ma’am. I was helping the Weapons Division when you arrived, so I’ll go back there.”
“Thank you,” and he turned and walked away as she stepped forward and the door opened.
“Captain in Command,” the Duty Officer said, and the crew at first turned before relaxing at her gesture and returning to their tasks. The vir vacated Varan’s chair. “Everything is in order, Ma’am, and the dockyard commander states that we should be ready for a shakedown tomorrow.”
“Excellent.” Varan took her padd out as she sat down, accessed the ship’s computer, and went over the reports from the refit yard supervisor and the various ships’ departments. The Duty Officer looked at her own padd, and gestured at the captain. “Yes?”
“Dockyard reports that the beverage storage is at one hundred percent.”
Varan grinned. “At least we won’t run out of henal.” The two viri chuckled, and after checking a few more reports Varan left to go to her quarters.
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