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Can We Get A Rain Check On That Lunch?

Posted on Wed Jan 30th, 2019 @ 11:17pm by Captain Charlotte Reynolds V1 & Lieutenant Elias Lindholm & Lieutenant Ian Acainus
Edited on on Wed Jan 30th, 2019 @ 11:53pm

Mission: Episode 4: Fires of Arcadia
Location: Promenade Pier, Starbase Arcadia
Timeline: MD3, Midday

Ian was looking forward to a day on the Sation. He was going to meet Elias later that day but that was for lunch, a good six hours from now. He headed to the promenade where he found a small, side-walk cafe serving breakfast. Croissants, fruit, some yogurt, all pretty healthy choices. He found an empty table and sat down, ordering two of everything. Given his size, this caused a raised brow or two, but his credit was good so the obliged his request. He also ordered an espresso, but only one of those and he leaned back in the chair, hoping to pass some time.

Elias kept his pace up as he ran around the promenade. He had already been running for a good while, and he continued to push himself as he sweated. He always enjoyed running on the promenades of starbases due to the amount of traffic he had to be aware of. It helped keep his eyes on the swivel and his reactions quick. Elias had another reason to be focused, and that was the date he had with Ian for lunch. He ran past a sidewalk café and caught sight of a familiar figure seated in one of the chairs. He pulled up and took a few moments to catch his breath before smiling at the figure, "Mornin Ian."

"Hey, good morning, Elias," he greeted eying the other man carefully., "you're looking good. Hungry?"

Elias nodded and motioned to a waiter that approached. Elias sat at the seat opposite and used the napkin to dab at his neck and face, "Just a glass of water please," he said to the waiter. The waiter nodded and produced a towel which Elias traded for the napkin. Elias draped the towel around his neck and looked up at Ian, "Hopefully your saving room for lunch." He then motioned to the amount of food in front of Ian.

"You know me, Elias, I may be small, but I can eat a lot. Do you run like that a lot?"

"Of course," he said as he sipped his water, "Gotta keep my fitness up. Plus, stations offer much more obstacles to watch out for than being aboard ship."

'Speaking of which, did you see anything unusual out there. You're worried about me, I'm worried about you. Especially with everything going on around here."

Elias looked at Ian and paused in mid sip of his water. He set the glass down and looked over both shoulders. He chose his next words carefully, “Nothing that wouldn’t be considered regular station operations.” He then brought his voice lower, “ I’m sure I don’t need to remind you about the sensitive nature of our investigation. And this area isn’t clear.”

"I, uh, of course, we can discuss that any time."

Off in the distance, down along the Diplomatic Pier, a large group of people seemed to be milling about. No, not milling. They were all moving toward the center of the pier. And quickly. Almost as if they were...running? Heading their way. But something was off about the group. Then it became easier to make out. Small bursts of red light flew back and forth from the main diplomatic center to the crowd. A man dropped to the ground behind the crowd. He didn't get back up.

"Elias, look trouble, we better go check it out."

Elias looked up and saw that a man had collapsed. He stood up a bit and reached for the communicator he kept on his hip.

Just a few hundred meters away, a massive booming siren filled the air. Along the length of the massive central Command Tower, bright red running lights lit up, causing a wave effect up to the top of the station dome. The loud klaxons echoed throughout the station followed by the recognizable voice of the Starfleet Computer.

"Station Condition: Red. Unauthorized weapons fire detected along Diplomatic Pier. All civilians, get to safety immediately. Do not leave your shelter."

Ian looked over at the other man, "Maybe we ought to get back to the ship while we still can."

Elias reached around to the small of his back and pulled out his hand phaser. He looked at Ian, “There’s the bayron sweep remember. Where’s the phaser I gave you?”

"I've got it right here," Ian replied standing to his feet, "and I have my own pistol as well. So, you're the security guy. Where do we go now?"

Before the other officer could reply, Ian saw something in his peripheral vision that gave him an idea. "Look, over there," he suggested, I think I see some Starfleet officers over there in that bar across the road. What if we tried there?"

Elias looked and saw what Ian had pointed out. He knew that just about every structure on the Promenade on stations was a designated shelter. He also saw some civilians inside the bar. He nodded and checked that his phaser was set to kill. "Let's head over there. Probably best if we get in touch with the Captain. You go first and I'll cover you"

Elias took cover behind the nearest table and saw two station guards approaching from the left. He took aim and dropped both with two quick shots. He could tell by their actions that they were not friendlies. He then took cover as two shots from above hit the table he was behind. He checked back to see if Ian had made it.

Ian had made it just behind him. After all speed and agility were the Akadian's strength. "I'm here," he said pulling his phaser out. "Does it bother you, having to kill people like that?"

Elias shook his head instantly, "No, do I wish it wasn't Starfleet personnel of course. But I've always looked at it this way: I'm going to come home when its over." He then looked into Ian's eyes, "And now I think its safe to say I have someone to come home to."

This was perhaps a little fast, even for an Akadian, but one look into Elias guileless eyes was enough for him to push the doubts aside. Despite the circumstances and the others, not all of them friendly, all around, Ian couldn't help himself. He leaned over and kissed Elias, a kiss that was something between chaste and heated.

Elias returned the kiss with Ian. He pulled away and smiled a bit. At that moment a round hit the table between them. He looked at Ian and slightly laughed, "That was close. Contact the Captain while I deal with our friends here." He peeked over the table and fired two rounds before looking back at Ian, "I'll take a rain check on lunch." He then vaulted over the table and began checking the area for more enemies.

Ian flipped open his communicator and tried to reach the Captain.


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