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Cptn Corizon

Mission Thread: The Journey Home

OOC: Post Mission Related Logs in this thread!

 

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The Excalibur finally pulled out of orbit of the abandoned space port and headed home. Kale took a very deep breath and sighed with a wave of relief overcoming him. Finally they'd be home. Just three more months. Three more months.

 

Since they'd left port nearly ten months before, it'd been a hard row to hoe. He'd seen a wet-behind-the-ears crew, most of whom were on only their first or second tours of duty forged by fire into a cohesive unit that seemed to work very well under the pressure they constantly found themselves under. He knew that pleased the Captain to no end, and it pleased him, too. It was especially pleasing because the enlisted crew had done such a tremendous job of helping keep every together even when the galaxy seemed at odds with them.

 

The blonde haired, green-eyed Master Chief had seen a lot in his days. He'd served during the Dominion War and on the edge of forever. The last ten months were strange, that was sure, but wasn't that why he was here in the first place? Everyone joined fleet for different reasons. He'd joined to see the galaxy, cliche as that was, and though he was happy they'd be back at Camelot again in three months, he was also excited to see what the galaxy had before them.

 

Grinning he leaned back into the small couch in his modest quarters and looked at the paper work for the weeks assignments and reports and decided they could wait another hour or two. For the moment he was going to enjoy doing absolutely nothing.

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USS Excalibur NCC-2004C

Flight Deck, Main Hanger

 

The flight deck shift crews were practically vibrating with energy, the lot of them so excited about the upcoming shore leave that the energy was coming off them in waves.

 

Margaret “Banshee” Farrell, Senior Chief Petty Officer and Alpha Lead Shift mechanic, knew what it was like to be on the verge of shore leave after such a long haul out in the black. The freedom was so close that you could taste it on your tongue, and your insides quivered. But, as one of the senior enlisted officers, Farrell also knew that she was unofficially required to pass along a few parting words of caution to her enlisted grunts, just in case.

 

The blond spiky haired Irish woman visually observed her people, standing around her in jumpsuits of blue, orange, red and a few other colors of the rainbow that represented the specialty of each the flight deck hands and flight mechanics. Banshee herself wore what she liked to refer to as the “demented yellow tweety bird jumpsuit” which showcased her status as a senior NCO and shift lead. Granted, she was also a walking target wearing the bright coveralls (hey there, enemy boarding party, shoot me!), but hey, she didn’t pick the uniform color chart. At least she and her mechanics weren’t stuck wearing that bird sh*t type of splatter camo pattern that the old time Fleet MACO marine soldiers had worn, right?

 

“Okay ya lot, I know yer looking forward to the shore leave, and yer itchin’ to tear off through the airlock access hatches as soon as we all get the all clear. All I can say is, I know as soon as ya hit the decking over there on Camelot station yer gonna blow off some steam, and for the love of Jesus, Mary and Joseph, try and keep it clean and toned down, at least a little bit. Make sure to have some fun, and enjoy it while ya can.”

 

A ripple of laughter and low cheers rolled across the large first shift crowd that had gathered off to one side of the main hanger deck, and Farrell let the laughter go on for a few seconds before continuing with her little talk. “Now, for the bad news. If’n you guys do happen get yerselves arrested for a bar brawl or some such nonsense like that, then it’s gonna be me or Master Chief Kale comin’ down to get ya out. I’d advise against that ‘cause ya know we’re both a bit old school and we’ll have no sympathy for anyone. Ye might end up back here with more bruises then ya went in the star base brig with.”

 

The warning held a truth, but the group still chuckled a bit as they accepted the warning with a good attitude, and that was good. As long as a few of the enlisted guys got the idea that sometimes caution was the better part of valor through their thick skulls, the senior aviation mechanic would be happy. The tall and lean Irish woman wasn’t a hypocrite either: she too had done her share of shore leaves where she had ended up completely sozzled and in the middle of a maelstrom brawl.

 

“Now, onto the lat bit o’ news. I got word that there was some arguing here on the flight deck and a few fisticuffs were exchanged as well with some o’ the pilots over mechanical repair issues? I understand that some o’ the pilot officers, particularly the ensigns and junior lieutenants can be a real pain in the arse, but I also know that some of ye were just as much at fault as the jump jocks were with the heated exchange. We’re all on a short temper what with being on a mission so long, and everyone wants off this ship for some down time. Keep that in mind.”

 

Farrell let her gaze travel over the mechanic enlisted group one more time before her final parting words and dismissal. “Okay ye lot – dismissed, try not to climb the bulkheads, and wait until we hear the final word from the command team to disembark from the Excalibur.”

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