DragonShadowCouncil

Camping in Comfort “Really? Camping?” I remarked, rolling my eyes as I settled into my chair. “You know this is the first bit of leave we’ve both had in more than a year and you want to go and roll around in mud?” “Well, it’s spring back home and you’re always on about finding time to smell the flowers, so I would like us to smell them.” Fiora retorted, her brightly lit office contrasting starkly with my dim quarters. The lights had been fried recently in an altercation with a few pirates, so all I had was my less than good table lamp. I ended up snout-clawing. “No, that is a meta

Bigger and Better I paused to mark some time off on the calendar that I had hanging on the wall of my quarters, using it as an excuse to get away from the computer in front of me. While most people just used the calendar on their comms units and computers, I liked to have a physical one to glance at and scribble on. Doing this, however, didn’t distract me from the rut that I had gotten myself stuck in. The report sat open on my computer, the cursor blinking away as it had been for the past half hour and it seemed that the next hour would produce the same results or lack thereof. On the upside, the calendar had been updated with my le

Romance…or a lack thereof “Yeah, I suppose I could go and have a beer.” I remarked, reclining in my chair. It was good to be away from the ship for once. Fiora, who had also taken leave, snorted as she threw a cushion at me. “It’s a festival to celebrate love and life and all you think about is beer. Typical!” I was about to retort when I got slapped in the snout by the cushion. “Gah! Come on! I’ve been stuck in a metal deathbox for almost a year. Cut me some slack!” “They told me this would happen if I chose someone from the Fleet.” She grumbled, half-heartedly throwing an

Communication “What do you mean it’s my discretion? That’s not how it works!” I protested, glaring at Talorath. Talorath himself shrugged. “It’s what the orders say, captain. You get to decide what we direction to explore in.” “Right, well, do we have anything interesting around here?” I replied, scratching my head. High Command usually had a heading at least, but obviously not this time. Perhaps the minimum length of this ceasefire had blindsided them since it was longer than normal. “No, it’s just empty space. Came the reply. I growled in annoyance then just pointed in w

Lasting Impressions Band camp. Things people talk about when they reminisce about their school days. They tell me about ‘that time at band camp’ and so on. This isn’t restricted to the younger bunch either. Longer serving men and officers talk about such experiences too. While I would have liked to relate, I couldn’t since I never went for a band camp. In fact, I was never in a band and I hated camps. I was part of the shooting team and outside of the occasional team dinner, we never did anything special. However, I did help run one of those camps before. It was one of those Community Engagement programs where we we

“Admiral, with all due respect, you’re joking, right?” I remarked flatly, “because this really isn’t funny at this point.” Hector sighed and rubbed his forehead wearily, “Sadly, no. Everyone has reacted the same way, but no, it’s not a prank.” “So you want me, the commander of a space ship to take on this one male with mental issues, chiefly among which is a phobia of space so huge that the thought of space causes him….and I quote, ‘mental anguish’?” I replied, glancing down at my screen to make sure I was quoting the right thing. “Did he mistake us fo

Ghosts “You can consider this a prison or you can take it as a compulsory holiday, captain.” Telricktus remarked, shrugging, “After all, you agreed to help us.” I sighed, glancing over at Talorath, who was in exactly the same predicament. “I didn’t agree to this in particular, nor did my first officer, and we very much didn’t agree to be tied up and carted away after going to the toilet in the pub.” “It was implied.” Telricktus replied with a snort, “Besides, we have been tracking this little game of theirs for a while now. This should be the last step before we find the one

Be Spontaneous “So, Captain, let me just go straight to the point.” The doctor remarked, putting his tablet aside, “High Command wanted you to see me to make sure there were no unaccounted for factors that caused your behaviour last week.” I snorted. “You mean they wanted to know if I’ve finally gone crazy.” “Yes, or have started doing drugs, but you are disgustingly healthy, so there are no worries there.” He replied with a shrug, “I think it’s not so much what you did and more of how you went about doing it.” “It was a battle. Things get heated and I just did