SIM:Lael Rosek - Bruised Egos Part II (Gorkon)
"Bruised Egos, Part I"
|Lieutenant Junior Grade Lael Rosek
USS Gorkon NCC 82293
"Bruised Egos, Part III"
((Holodeck 3, USS Gorkon))
:: CD still wasn’t used to being called XO. He liked it better when people used his name instead of his post. “Doc” would have been preferable to “XO,” or even “CD” because at least then it was obvious if he was being spoken to. The chief had broken rule 14, which stated “Preferred nicknames get better reactions.” ::
Skyfire: :: thwaps Cory on the back of the head. :: Rule 14, Chief.
:: Cory rubbed the back of his head and started laughing. He had spent enough time with Chythar to remember that rule. But it was fun to watch the reaction. ::
Rosek: What’s rule 14?
Skyfire: Preferred nicknames get better reactions. I’ll get you a copy of the Rules.
Rosek: ::laughs:: Note to self...don’t call the XO ‘XO’.
:: CD chuckled and smiled at her for a moment. He was fine, all considered. Having gotten his breath back, he was feeling a lot better. ::
Skyfire: Letters and names just don’t mix with me for some reason. Unless you’re using my actual initials, which are CD. Call me DS and I’ll just look at you funny for a moment before responding. What about you? Any nicknames you prefer?
Stoyer: Remember, I came from the enlisted ranks. I have been called everything under the sun. But Cory or Chief works for me.
Rosek: ::grins:: I’m not picky. But preferably not ‘hey you’.
:: A woman of like mind. Chythar enjoyed people who thought along his wavelength, though occasionally it could be a bit of a challenge. As he maintained his grin, he felt the cheerfulness in the room increase to one of merriment. oO Good that my empathic sense still works… Oo He was still on the prescribed medication to deal with his broken telepathy. ::
Stoyer: oO Tough lady. She showed that standing up to me on the Tharsis. She was right 90% of the time. Oo Ok, Miss Rosek. How does that sound?
Rosek: ::to Skyfire:: Had enough time to recover, sir?
Skyfire: :: cringe. :: Please don’t call me ‘sir’ when we’re off the clock.
Rosek: ::grins:: Got it. I’ll stick to CD. Already got another doctor friend whose nickname is Doctor. Don’t want to confuse myself and both of you.
Stoyer: So, Cythar I get the pleasure of watching you get beat up again. Where do I sign up?
:: Ah yes, Skyfire knew there were a lot of doctors on this vessel, so it was probably one of the actual medical staff. While he started there, he was definitely tea
Skyfire: More than enough. I can watch if you want to take him on.
Rosek: ::to Stoyer:: What do you think, Lieutenant?
Stoyer: :: Pointing to himself. :: Me?????
Rosek: ::to Skyfire:: Good chance for you to see that move I used from an outsider’s perspective.
Stoyer: Sure why not. Call me Cory.
Skyfire: I think it’d be a great idea.
Rosek: ::to Stoyer:: Let’s start slow. Show me what you’ve got.
Stoyer: :: smiling smugly. :: Remember Miss Rosek, my engineer control the utilities in your quarters. Be gentle with me.
:: Cory stepped into the circle with Rosek. The good looking woman had a serious look on her face. Cory tried to remember what they taught him in basic training. He skipped the classes in the Academy. ::
::Lael studied his stance, a smirk sliding across her face. She knew his type a mile off. Thought they wouldn’t need self-defense because they didn’t plan to leave Engineering. Unfortunately, it made them easy prey.::
::She jumped right in, coming at him stronger than she had with CD. She managed to land a couple of jabs, mostly to Stoyer’s knees, though she didn’t put her full strength into it, teasing. When she saw the opening, she used the move she’d performed earlier, sweeping Stoyer’s legs out from under him, causing him to land on his back.::
:: Cory took the lighter woman for granted. She made like liquid silk. He quickly ended up on his back with his knees hurting along with his pride. as looked up at the overhead, he mused on the beating he took. ::
Stoyer: oO Well, if you are going to be beaten up, at least let it be be a pretty woman.0o Ouch!!! :: Looking at Chythar.:: You get the number of that shuttle that just hit me?
:: CD chuckled slightly. It was a number, sure, but not of a shuttle registry. Deciding to highlight the fact he had gotten around to reading some service records in his downtime seemed like the better choice. ::
ROSEK: ::offers him her hand:: All right there, Chief?
STOYER: :: taking the hand and getting up. :: No hurt more than my pride, Miss Rosek.
:: As Cory got up he felt a couple of joints pop. This reminded him that he was not fresh from the Academy. He looked at Chythar. ::
STOYER: You enjoy that?
SKYFIRE: Yep! I’m not quite sure I understand what you did to make him land like that.
ROSEK: If you’re up for it, I can break the move down and we can go for a rematch.
STOYER: Of course I would love a rematch.
::She slowed down each step, making contact with the backs of Stoyer’s knees, but sparing him the fall. She repeated each step a couple more times.::
ROSEK: Okay. You give it a shot.
::She purposefully missed the blocks, giving him a chance to demonstrate what he’d learned. She grinned as she quickly found herself on her back. Hopping to her feet, she got into position again.::
:: As much as he tried he could not make contact with her. When she started getting sloppy he finally made contact and was able to knock her down. The smile on her face should him that she was letting him win. His manhood slipped a little further. ::
A JP By
LtJG Lael Rosek
Lieutenant Commander Chythar Skyfire
USS Gorkon, NCC-82293
History Team Co-Facilitator
Medical Duty Post Facilitator
Dear Doc Columnist
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Lieutenant Cory Stoyer