Checking In

Posted on Mon Apr 5th, 2021 @ 3:06pm by Major Ashley Rogers & Sublieutenant Renee Hernandez

530 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Chapter IV: Unravelling the Mystery
Location: Mess Hall Ourainavassa
Timeline: 238702.14

Commander Ashley Rogers made her way down to the Mess Hall after the debrief. It was between meal times and many on the ship were either nursing injuries or mourning losses. She found herself out of place. She may share Ashley Rogers' identity here but this was not her ship or crew.

Renee heard familiar foot steps from the kitchen as she was trying to reorganize all of her pots and pans from the damage sustained during the battle, "Which one are you?" she called out.

"Does it matter?" the Commander responded as she stepped into the kitchen to help Renee lift a shelf that had fallen.

Renee looked at the uniform, "Oh, you."

The Terran smirked, "I can't tell if that's a good or bad reaction?"

"I haven't killed you, have I?" Renee countered.

"That's probably because you need help cleaning this up before hungry people start storming in..." Commander Rogers joked.

Renee shook her head and pushed the Terran aside, "I won't refuse the help. Why are you here? Don't you have time soldier duties to attend to?"

"Not at the moment, but I did want to check in with you to show you that I really don't mean this crew any harm and that you really didn't need to be ready to kill me," the Commander said.

"That's still up in the air," Renee said unloading a arm full of baking pans onto the Terran.

The time soldier stood there as Renee kept piling more wares into her arms, "We got off on the wrong foot, and I'd like to rectify that..."

Renee stopped and glared at this Ash Rogers, "And, I'm not interested."

"I'm not her, you know..." she pointed out.

"I don't care. I've had more than enough Ashley Rogers in my life that I don't need a second one," Renee said as she started putting things back where they belonged in the kitchen.

"That's what I'm saying, I'm not a second Ashley Rogers. I'm not her..."

"You look like her, you sound like her, and I'm fairly certain that you are as dangerous as her..." Renee responded, "Am I wrong about any of that?"

The Terran looked at the chef, a little stunned, "Well, no..."

"So save your breath," Renee said, taking the last of the pans out of the Commander's hands, "Thank you for helping. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some cooking to do."

"I can lend a hand?"

Renee stopped and looked at this Ashley Rogers with a furrowed brow, "Ash was a disaster in a kitchen..."

The Terran picked up a knife and deftly diced a nearby vegetable before looking up at Renee with a cocky smile, "How many times do I have to point out, I'm not your Ash?"

Renee sighed frustratedly, she did need the help, cleaning the kitchen took far longer than anticipated... "Fine, but the moment you get in my way, I will stab you and serve you as stew."

The Terran growled flirtatiously, "Talking dirty... I like it."

Renee brandished a knife, "Don't...."

The Commander raised her arms in surrender, "Very well. Where can I help?"

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