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Secret Adventures

Posted on Sat Jun 30th, 2018 @ 4:29pm by Major Catherine Wolf & Lieutenant Colonel Amaris Kendall & Captain Zachary Kovak

Mission: Traitorous Endeavours
Location: Patrolstar Achilles

Zach walked slowly through the corridors of Achilles wearing a blue shirt and black pants. He was grateful to have some time off after so much difficulty. In the last 24 hours, they’d had two major encounters with the Cylons. He hoped he would have the time now to think and, hopefully, to reconnect with Major Wolf. He nodded politely to the marine outside her door and knocked confidently.

“Come in!” beckoned the female voice from within.

Zach entered the room and, as the door closed behind him, stood with his hands in his pockets. “Never a dull moment around here, huh?”

Wolf hadn’t had time to get changed, having spent the last hour or so completing yet another addition to the ships official log. Gods she hated paperwork. It was not what she had signed up for when she joined the Colonial fleet. “I hope we have more than a few dull moments in the coming days,” she smiled as she looked up briefly from the log.

“You and me both, Cat.” he said with a warm smile. His eyes wandered to her messy desk; he’d come to recognize the expression on her face from the few days that he’d spent as XO. Paperwork had never been his favorite thing and he was doing more than he’d ever expected in his worst nightmare. “How you doin’ over there?”

Catherine let out a frustrated sigh as she ran a hand through her hair. “I never appreciated how much paperwork a combat action required. And we are but one ship. Imagine what the Commander must have to do for a whole fleet,” she took in a deep breath as she relaxed back in her chair and looked over at her XO. “How about you?”

“Oh, I already finished my paperwork.” he said with a smile as he leaned onto her desk, his hands making contact with the wood. “How about you take a break, huh?”

The Major let out a smile and closed the book on the desk before her, needing no extra encouragement to give the paperwork a break for now. She rose from her seat and made for the small drinks cabinet on the aft wall of her cabin. Inside, a rather sad, lonely looking bottle of whisky sat, half empty. She removed the bottle and looked in Kovak’s direction. “Fancy a whisky?” She asked of him.

“Yes I do, but first you need to change into something more comfortable.” he said, pointing at her, a mock-serious expression on his handsome features. “That’s a stressful work outfit and you’re cramping my style.” his lips turned up into a smile at the end.

“Oh really?” She smiled as she began to take off her uniform jacket. “If you want me to get changed, you’re going to have to leave,” she smirked.

He lifted both eyebrows for a split second in a silly expression before he turned his back to her and began to look at the opposite wall as if it were very interesting. “I might as well be on the other side of the ship.”

Disappearing to an alcove sort of area in the aft section, the Major started to remove her clothing, standing briefly in just her underwear as she picked out one of the few dresses that she had managed to trade with someone for some perfume she had found in a locker. Slipping the dress over her head in a single flowing movement, she somehow managed to grab the hair bobble that was keeping her ponytail in check and pulled it out at the same time in a move that had clearly been rehearsed many times before. Her hair fell graciously in a slow motion that would have made a film director proud and framed her face perfectly.

Moments later, complete with some pretty shoes on her petite feet, the Major walked around and back in to the main part of her quarters.

“You’ve got a pretty nice wall here, Cat.” he said with a grin as he stood facing the opposite direction, his arms folded across his chest. “I bet you look much prettier though.”

“Well turn around and find out,” the commander of the Achilles suggested.

He turned around, jokingly covering his eyes with his hand. “You sure?” he asked rhetorically, and then lowered his hand to see her. She had on a white cotton dress with a vivid flower pattern. His eyes fell on her smooth arms which were only interrupted by the slender bikini straps of the dress. He took note of her toned legs which were exposed just above the knee. He fought to keep his eyes from wandering elsewhere. He settled on her face. She was beautiful.

“Much much prettier than the wall.” he said, smiling.

Blushing and smiling at the same time, the Major let out a little laugh as she made for the nearby sofa. “Stop,” she smiled as she collapsed onto it and gestured for him to join her. “You scrub up pretty well for a former engineer,” she added as she looked him over.

“Us former engineers normally don’t look so good.” he joked, walking over to the couch and sitting down next to her. “I don’t believe you.”

He chuckled and leaned back, resting his arms on the back of the couch. He folded his long legs at the ankles and took a deep breath.

“So Captain,” she smiled as she turned her body a little towards him and lifted her knees up and onto the sofa, tucking her legs beneath her. “To what do I owe this pleasure?” she wondered.

“Zach.” he corrected without any weight. “War and threats of war cut my last visit short.” he said. “I enjoyed getting to know you better, so I thought we could do a bit more of that.”

“Okay…” she smirked before swiftly adding “Zach,” to it. “What would you like to know?” she wondered, her eyes trained on him and rarely diverting from his handsome face.

“Well, last we left off, if I remember correctly, you were telling me about your family business and how you left it all behind to join the Colonial Fleet.” he responded, studying her face. “I want you to explain to me what it was about camping equipment that made you want to run away.”

“It was just… very mundane!” She exclaimed with a smile as she relaxed more. “Who wants to sell camping equipment for their entire life? My parents have now. Had I still been doing it, I’d be dead right now,” she remarked, the tone swiftly changing to one of sorrow.

Zach tensed his lips as her tone became more serious. Subtly, he put a hand on her shoulder and remained silent for a long moment. “But you weren’t. Something got you off the worlds. That has to mean something.”

“It was the Commander,” she declared as she looked at the floor. “I was with a friend several years ago when he was meeting up with a colleague who had a parent in the Colonial Fleet. My friend was thinking of changing careers and so he was meeting Mitchell on a fact finding mission and dragged me along,” the Major confessed as she eventually looked up again. “It was his words that day that encouraged me to join the fleet and why I have such a strong allegiance to him now,” she explained, feeling like she maybe had to justify recent happenings.

Zach raised his brows, understanding now why the woman seemed so dedicated to Commander Hanson. He hadn’t disagreed with her; he liked the man too, and far more than he liked his XO at least, but Zach’s devotion was much less..powerful. “What did he say to you?”

He asked the question and was rather surprised that it was the first one to come out of his mouth.

“We sleep safely at night because rough men stand ready to visit violence on those who would harm us,” she began, closing her eyes as she remembered the Commander’s words all those years ago. “Without those rough men, violence would do more than harm us and certainly do more than harm society and our way of life. Without those men, the colonies would never have been founded and the colonies would have never flourished. For centuries, violent men sought to derail the peace. Thanks to those rough men, peace has prevailed and our way of life has flourished. We need more rough men,” she recalled with a smile.

“And from that point on you wanted to be a rough man?” Zach asked with a smile.

Catherine playfully punched ach on the arm. “No! I wanted to show everyone that there are some tough women that would fight for our way of life too,” she declared proudly.

Zach mock-rubbed his arm as if the jab had hurt and let out a gentle laugh. We’ll you’ve proven your strength to me.” he said with a grin.

Wolf was smiling profusely and enjoying the Captain’s company when there was a rattle at the door, the familiar sound of someone knuckles wrapping against the metallic door.

Zach looked disappointedly at the source of the noise. Yet another interruption was very unwelcome in his book since he was enjoying having some time alone with Cat. Without thinking, he stood up and went to open the door.

As the door opened, Amaris’ gaze raised and she met the gaze of the handsome XO of the Achilles, not someone she was expecting to see. She’d come to see Major Wolf, and she didn’t at all anticipate a casually-dressed Zach Kovak.

“Colonel Kendall!” He exclaimed loud enough that Catherine would be able to hear him from where he stood, in the woman’s way.

“Captain.” she said, her tone dry but her eyes full of analytical curiosity. “I’m here to see the Major. Last I checked, this was her quarters.”

“They are indeed her quarters, yes.” he responded with a bit of a constricted expression as he moved to the side a bit. Amaris stepped passed him without further consideration of his strange behavior and, as she entered, her eyes landed on Major Wolf.

“Colonel,” Wolf nodded in respectful greeting as she rose from the sofa and gestured for the visitor to enter further into her abode. “I wasn’t aware you were visiting us,” Catherine added, trying to sound as welcoming as possible whilst also being frustrated at the lack of warning for her visit.

“I’m not visiting.” Amaris responded straightforwardly. “I’ve got a mission and the Achilles is coming along.”


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