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Kansas

(Dis) Satisfaction

Note: the following is an off plot log set in the Mirror Universe of the ISS Agincourt.

 

Commander Kansas "Will" JoNs exited from Colonel Harper's Ready Room office, smarting emotionally and professionally from what had gone down during the meeting between the ships commanding officer, her executive officer, and the ships chief of security. Not a happy Cat, indeed.

 

C.T. Caine, the CSEC in question, had already left the room and was striding along the hall. A faint smile was on her face, in stark contrast to the aggravated look of the Caitian XO; Caine was feeling the glow of victory in every muscle. Harper had won points back, there was no question about that in her mind.

 

JoNs called out, just loud enough for Caine to hear, and her tone was professionally neutral. "Lieutenant Caine. A word - observation lounge." The golden furred Cait strode confidently across the bridge towards the secondary bridge room in question, but where Caine vibrated with victory, JoNs vibrated with barely concealed tension.

 

Caine checked her step near the turbolift from the bridge and then turned without a word, following the commander into the observation lounge, the smirk still twitching at her lips. Coming to a halt inside the door, she hooked her hands behind her back and looked at JoNs placidly. "Commander?" she asked evenly.

 

JoNs had wandered over to the large observation window that was the showpiece of the lounge, and merely stood with her paws clasped behind her back for a couple of minutes. Her ears were a bit flat, yet her tail remained still and lightly wrapped about one ankle. Soon, the Caitian senior officer turned her attention back to her nemesis and spoke quite frankly.

 

“Fine. You won. Is that what you want to hear Caine? You got permission and the clearance from our commander to take the lead role for the investigation into the Larentia system, and I was pulled off from taking the lead. I’m sure that makes you happy…wipe that smirk off your face.”

 

"Was there something you actually wished to speak to me about or are we merely here to make small talk?" Caine countered, not bothering to change her expression.

 

JoNs merely narrowed her predatory eyes, and kept on the topic at hand.

 

“I’m sure you’ll do your job, I only hope that you are capable of delving into the concept of the drug trafficker. It’s one thing to come at it from an official angle. It’s quite another matter when someone who is familiar with the lifestyle is actively seeking out the perpetrators.” The leonine officer let that statement hang there for a moment before continuing, “…as for any of my blood kin who may or may not be contracting out within the sector…..all I ask, is that if she happens to be completely innocent, you give them a chance. Can you handle that concept Lieutenant? A chance?”

 

"Commander," Caine said coolly. "I have been performing intelligence investigations of this sort since you were barely old enough to walk. I assure you, you do not need to remind me of how to operate. And as for your...'blood kin'..." Her lip curled slightly with an expression of distaste. "You and I both know that such a chance will not be required. Please don't play naive."

 

"You may be more mature in chronological age Lieutenant, but you clearly lack in other areas. You have a bit of a heavy hand, and do not know when to back off."

 

The Cat's gaze took on a bit of a cunning - though inquisitive - cast. "How can I and Colonel Harper be completely sure that you won't miss out on vital Intelligence while handling this mission just for the sake of wiping out a few mercenary elements?"

 

"I suggest you ask Colonel Harper that question," Caine replied casually, "and I look forward to hearing of her response to your lack of confidence in her judgment."

 

Now the tail started to switch slightly, an indication that the famous temper was starting to resurface. "I really don't recall saying those specific words Lieutenant...do not put words into my muzzle. If the Colonel chooses to employ your particular talents for this mission, then so be it. As I've stated previously, her word is our law."

 

Caine's expression of satisfaction deepened as she saw JoNs's temper rising. Like a kitten with her toy stolen...so easy to rile. "Good...then you will kindly refrain from questioning my methods until you have seen their result, Commander."

 

"If I am to check in with you regarding this current mission, then I expect regular updates on your progress as well, as per normal procedures, Lieutenant."

 

Caine really smiled now, her teeth flashing in an incongruous expression of amusement. "I will be more than happy to inform you of my progress, I'm sure."

 

“Oh, I’m quite sure that these future progress reports will make your day. And, of course, I so look forward to your particular talent with the official written word. Scintillating reading, by the way; sets my inner officer all aquiver with glee and such.”

 

"You know how to give a fine compliment, Commander; be careful or I may get a swelled head," Caine deadpanned, and then looked at Kansas sidelong. "But then, I suppose it's a practiced skill in the path to command...for some..."

 

The little tete a tete meeting over, at least in her mind, JoNs abruptly began to leave the room without so much as a vocalized “you are dismissed” to Caine. However, when Kansas reached the immediate area in front of where Caine stood, the felinoid extended a fore claw, and very casually traced the outline of Caine’s jaw line with it.

 

“Don’t press me El Tee…”

 

And with that statement hanging on the air, the Caitian commander then exited the Obs Lounge quietly and quickly.

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