Jason Tanner Marine XO Arrives
Posted on Sat Sep 23rd, 2017 @ 9:50pm by 1st Lieutenant Jason Tanner Marine Instructor
Mission:
A Day in the Life
Location: Marine Decks
Timeline: 1:00 am
Jason Tanner Marine XO Arrives
Turbolift heading to decks 119 through to 122.
It hadn't take much to find out where the marine area was, deck 119 through 122. Marine Offices and holodecks then the Marine Mess Hall, Marine Quarters, Marine Gymnasium, Weapons Storage and Medical Bays 3-5 which weren't labelled as Marine. Coming out of the TL, she encountered several marines, who were interested in what was being taken into her office.
“Problems people, or simply being nosey.” It wasn't a question, and it brought them around and before one could open his mouth the other did it for him.
“No XO.” He'd taken in the tag with her rank, name and position. “Nosey not many people bring that many weapons with them, none of them energy based.”
Jason smiled. “Well Franks, let's hope you can use just as many, or you'll be spending a lot of time in my company, since I'm also the Marine Instructor and I don't like energy weapons. You boys having trouble sleeping?” Jason asked. “PT call is in three hours. You should try some warm milk. Or some push ups. Lots of decks to climb.” She left them standing there and disappeared into the XO's office, where some of her gear had been deposited by Peter's. Adding more to the pile, she sat in he chair and logged into the computer, she wanted to review the Battalion before PT call.
“Ah.. XO?”
“It's either JT, Tanner or Blackwidow Franks, what can I do for you.” She didn't look up from the computer.
“Do you want those weapons transferred to the Weapons Storage Locker?”
“They aren't Battalion, they're personal. So no, however there should have been three cryostasis chambers delivered to the WSL, you can check they're there and unpack them, code is Blackwidow 666.” Jason answered.
“Can I ask a question?”
“Only dumb question is an unasked one, so go ahead.” She logged out of the computer and stood up.
“Are you really calling PT in three hours?”
“Two hours and fourty seven minutes, and you'd better be dressed, have a full pack and armed in single file, ready to go. Do you have a problem with that Franks?”
“Would it matter if I said yes?”
“Nope. 0400 hours and not a minute more.” Jason stated, testing a few of the shelves and hangers which she'd asked to be installed. Opening one of the cases and removing the crossbows, one at a time that were inside and installing them on the shelves, laying the injectable arrows that went with each crossbow, near each crossbow. Adding weapon by weapon on the shelves and the hangars, crossbows, swords, various blades, mines, IED's, pressure plates, Dead Diver suit and her dive gear, her specialist BDOP suit, stood in the corner, DCE and WDCE gear was hung on two hooks, putting everything not alive up around the room, before opening the transparent cases, and reaching into bags, transferring her collection of toxic, poisonous and venomous creatures into their new homes, locking the cases once her babies were secured.
“Ah BW?” Jason glanced over at the door, and looked at Peter's, carting a large bag which was wiggling and dripping water. “I think this belongs to you.” He handed the bag over. “Where do you want your slushie machine and supplies?”
“On the desk until I work out where it's going.” Jason undid the security lock and tipped the bag full of Irukandji and box jellyfish, topping the case up with water and salt before securing it. Looking around the room, she eyed the empty space behind the desk. Leaning up against the wall and putting her feet on the desk, she pushed it forward, until her slushie machine fit nicely into the gap.
Listening to the beep beep of her PADD, she glanced at it, picking up her duffle bag and headed out towards her quarters, passed a collection of prosthetics.
