Gee who are you? Pt I of II

Posted on Thursday January 28th, 2021 @ 6:23pm by

Mission: The Forgotten Outpost
Location: Main Promenade, coffee shop outside dining area
Timeline: Present

ON

Finding the bathroom, living room, small dining room, bathroom and kitchen were more than adequate, she switched on the stations on Monitoring station, where the current weather pattern for over 150 worlds were now being show. With the volume turned down, she went into the kitchen and looked at the inside of the small refrigerator. It was stocked with enough beer, along with wine and hard liquors.

However, there among the other hard liquors were several bottles of 100% vodka sitting at the bottom of the freezer; to which Svetlana pulled out, opened it up, and poured herself a stiff drink. The coldness of the vodka was perfect but the stinging sensation was even better as it went down her throat; and now with a slug of vodka in her system it was time to go and find something to eat before heading for one of the large bars and gambling cassinos on the stations, Seeing the time was close to 2300 hrs, which many prpoietors began closing down at around 2230, she decided to find herself a coffee bar that served small sandwiches, or pstries, and coffee.

Plus with so many civilians totaling somewhere around 90-100K, Svetlana figured that someone within that group of closed in Civilians would blab among friends or co-workers something that would be of interest to SCIS

Looking at the wall chronometer, it now read 2115 hrs, so off she went into the shower, and stripping off her clothing, she could not help but look at herself in the large dressing mirror. Though she was slimmer, she was now beginning to show some signs of old age sag, what used to be firm love handles on her sides were now beginning to droop, and her belly was just starting to show. Along with her breasts she care much about, they too were now beginning to show signs of middle aged sag, but that could be taken care of by the Stations plastic surgeons, along with the first signs of wrinkles, it began to worry her, but with the right type of make-up, the wrinkles would soon disappear.

Her room was one of those reserved for VIP’s. Instead of the usual sonic tub and shower, it had a real “honest to goodness” water tub that was high enough for her to soak in, and soon with the water at a very high temperature, the steam of the hot water engulphed the entire bathroom like a dense fog on a cold winter day.
wth the bathroom now warm, as she finished her bath, she emptied the water, and turned on the cold water tap which when mixed with the hot water, that was still in the tub, formed a heavy fog, which she reveilled in.
as she ordered the computer to turn the water temperature down to a freezing -1.66 degrees Celsius.

Now comfortable in the water, Svetlana continued to bathe, and with a bottle of Vodka next to her, she continued to sip the everpleasing taste of the vodka. Finally it was time to go, for it was now and the time she had gotten dressed, and downstaris, many of the establishments would be letting their patrons go home, along with the emptying of the bars.

So popping out of the tub, she quickly orderd the computer to warm up her room to a very comfortable 73 degrees Farenheite, with the room now warming up, she began to dress and now still naked, she sat down down at her makeup table, which was empty, pressing a few buttons, on the table suddenly inside the makeup cabinet were hundreds of color capsules, all intended to bring out the fact that she was 1/4 Asian, and the rest Eastern European, which gave her the look of an Asian female, with very light skin.

With her make up done, Svetlana went to her closet and found nothing, so entering a small booth to the side of her room, she looked at the directions and finally a menu appeared, and then she began to depress buttons, as she stood there with her arms now outstretched. The computer inside tabulated her mesurements and in a few seconds had replicated an entire wardrobe for her, complete with undergarments, low cut bras, and hosiery, to include various types of boots, and pumps.

Choosing an ensemble that resembled the old west of the 21st century, she began dressing and the jeans were so tight that after pulling up on the belt line just a bit, the jeans quickly expanded allowing her to finish dressing, for a blouse she picked a blue/white Ghingham blouse that was opened at the top, and had buttons up and down the blouse. Pushing in her blouse, she found among the footware, a pair of western style female boots, and and now dressed with makeup done, she took her hair and after a few more minutes it was now in the style of a 1940's era female.

Finally dressed, Svetlana pulled out a well-worn agent leather chest rig, adjusted her badge that along with her ID cards and Creds that were on a metal chain around her neck. From a bag she pulled out a Type I phaser placed this in the right underarm holster, secured two fresh batteries in the left side underarm battery pouch, and in the same pouch she placed a small two to four inch Kubaton or Yawara stick, and a nasty looking curved Karambit knife.

For a back up weapon she had another Type I phaser inserted into an ankle holster, along with a small Fairbarin Combat Dagger.

Now dressed and armed, Svetlana pulled an Emergency personal transporter unit, and attached it to rear of her chest rig, that when activated would suddenly transport her to safety some 1,000 meters away.

Getting off at a Turbolift station, Svetlana saw that the time was now close to 2245, and with less than 15 minutes before closing, she found a small café that continued to serve coffee, and tea. Along with the day old Pastries. Going inside Svetlana looked at an offgoing Security Officer who had this strange look on his face as he turned and faced Svetlana, but seconds later he just turned around and paid for his purchases leaving without saying anything.

Ordering the Turkish coffee, extra strong and a small platter of two pastries, Svetlana paid for it, then took her order outside where she sat down and began to eat. With the shop now closed for the evening, Svetlana found that the shop allowed people to sit and talk in the outside tables, so for Svetlana she found and sat at a table whose back and walls formed a solid back from an attack from the rear or to the sides.. Now able to see who was coming enabled Svetlana to make plans on escaping if things turned sour.

All through the evening as everyone was on the promenade was now leaving from the large bars, there were one or two fights between divisions, but these were settled by an old Chief who took his belligerants back to their quarters, but other than that, all was quiet as she saw senior officers with their wives or escoring several beautiful women from the station.

It must have been 15 minutes later when a crowd of off-going security officers along with the female officers were now sitting down and talking about their upcoming weekend. A younger Security Officer in the rank of Ensign commented to Svetlana, I but you're in law enforcement"?

Now why would you say that "I must be in Law Enforcement " ENSIGN?, added Svetlana who already knew that the Senior Officer must either be one of the senior Security Lts, the Assistant Chief of Security, or the Chief of Security, who was known to sometimes take new Ensigns out on patrol. So deciding to test the Ensign she got into his face and began talkng to him in a soft but firm voice. Always making sure to not let him say that she was forcing him to fight for it would be very messy, and Admiral Gibbs was one who would make sure that his civlian officers would toe the line.

"Ensign? you must be mistaken Ma'am." said Trensu. Wheeling around Svetlana just said "Hmmm must be an echo here, I thoug the young man was the ensign, not you Lieutenant. Thinking Trensu knew she was good her facial expression did not give anything away. Her eyes did tell him that she was up to something hiding behind the I'm innocent look. She is well trained almost flawless. "I am Lieutenant Ahkhsu Trensu chief of Security and tactical of DS3." He said with an official tone. he paused then said, "you here on business or pleasure?" asked Trensu.

Business replied Svetlana..

"if you have a problem with the Ensign I will deal with it. What Business do you have with the Ensign and this station ma'am." asks Trensu in a firm tone.

End pt I of II

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