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Yeoman C.

"The Yeoman Gossips"

"Captain!" A particularly bouncy yeoman... bounced into the Dameon's ready room. "Here's your coffee... and your morning steak... and I brought you a bone from the kitchens!"

 

Corizon looked up from his coffee, ears lifted. What had gotten into his yeoman? "Mmm... thanks.... I think."

 

"It looked nice and juicy." She looked very proud of herself, flopping happily onto his couch. "And your coffee is prepared the special way."

 

Taking the mug she provided, he all but discarded the former. "So, what has you all excited?"

 

"Well..." She grinned. "Have you seen the new security enlisted boy? The one who just moved up to Beta from Gamma shift? He has... well... even Xenexians would envy his eyes!"

 

He held back a laugh and went back to the report he was reading on the first day of training. "No, but do tell me all about them."

 

"They're... sparkling silver... like a beautiful metal or something... and kind of..." She blushed hotly, then glowered. "Well. He's not really Xenexian, anyway..."

 

Looking up Corizon mentally ran through the species he knew that had such anatomical features. "We have a Morian aboard? You'd think I'd remember one of them."

 

"No no... he's not Morian. Well. He could be, partly. He's a hybrid. I can't remember what the other species is. Eight-twenty-two-seven or something... they still aren't Federation. That's not the planet number, though. I can't remember it; I'm bad with numbers. But... they're those Romans," Odile added with a slight flare of disdain.

 

Coffee flew onto the sceen. "Tell me his name wasn't something Quintus..."

 

"Augustus Quintus," she replied, frowning at the mess that she'd have to clean up. Dutifully, she fetched a cloth. "Why?"

 

"Oh dear god."

 

"What?" Odile dabbed at the screen, wrinkling her nose a bit.

 

By now the Dameon was laughing; after a few moments he caught his breath. "I knew his mother.... and his father.... wow....oh my."

 

"Oh." Odile shrugged, tossing the towel in the 'cycler. "He seemed nice enough..." she added, trying to put in a good word for the lad.

 

"I am sure he is... but let's just say that as unlikely couples go...those two were somewhere near the top"

 

"At least he got nice eyes," the Xenexian observed.

 

Unable to stymie his curosity, Corizon pulled up the personnel file. "Ha!"

 

Hurrying behind him to spy, she peered over his shoulder. "Ha, Captain?"

 

"I bet Julia was irate when he signed up for enlisted training instead of the academy."

 

"Oh." She squinted at his education. "That school's pretty expensive..."

 

"Not really an object. His mother was a Starfleet captain and his father was a commander and then Ambassador cum Secretary of State. I never knew they had a child."

 

"Huh." Odile frowned. "Well, Starfleet does make some of the oddest couples," she noted, a little ruefully.

 

"It'd be like Mac's kid being an enlisted," he said, looking through the file. "Did I mention they were Captain and First Officer on the same ship?"

 

Odile's eyes bugged out at the mention of the very man she'd just been thinking of. "Well... uhm... and no, you didn't, but that's not unprecedented," Condacin glowered slightly.

 

"Oh.... right..."

 

"Yes," she mumbled, looking away for a moment.

 

"Well it looks like I know who I am going to grab for your next day off."

 

"Careful, Sir. You'd frighten most yeomans," she teased.

 

He smirked. "I doubt I am the scariest thing he's seen. Besides I can tell him stories on his mother."

 

Odile grinned. "Let's hope so. Did you want more coffee?" She half bounced to a cabinet -- that didn't store coffee -- waiting for his reply.

 

"Oh yes, yes... I can't wait to talk to Julia when we get back."

Edited by Yeoman C.

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