Coffee Is Best Served Strong

Posted on Thu Jan 8th, 2009 @ 7:55pm by Captain Vorn Krace

Mission: Dark Discoveries
Location: USS Iapetus - Mess Hall
Timeline: Mission Day 2 - 1705hrs

"Coffee. Strong, black. Lots of sugar." Vorn ordered the replicator as he entered the Mess Hall and turned towards it. Grabbing the hot beverage, he moved straight to a small, empty table and sat down to enjoy it.

As he drank, he looked around the room at the other officers and enlisted personnel there - none of the others there seemed as tired as he felt. All were either conversing with their usual enthusiasm, or working quietly on a small collection of PADDs - all perfectly awake and aware, as far as Vorn could tell.

"Maybe it's just the stresses of the past day." he said quietly to himself as he downed the drink. It was strange, though - he knew that he had had plenty of sleep last night, and yet now he felt completely drained.

Well, that wasn't entirely true, he realised, as he thought about it more and digested the caffeinated drink. His mind felt exhausted, but his body was perfectly fine. Still, the caffiene in his coffee should help keep his mind alert, no matter how strange his exhaustion was.

It took only moments before the cup was completely empty, and Vorn stood to go out on the inspection he had promised himself, leaving his mug to the mess hall staff to clean away.


The first stop he made was to Engineering. The place was just a complete mess of activity, as everyone did their best to get the warpcore checked, reconnected and running again within the twelve hour - eleven hour, now - time frame which the XO had given them, and so Vorn didn't stay long, and merely walked through to the room's other exit, nodding at the occasional crewmember who looked up as he passed. It felt good to see all these people working so hard on his ship, all towards a common goal. And even though he had been in command of most of them for a year already, he still felt great pride at that thought: It was his ship, and his crew. Each time it still brought a little smile to his lips.

His smile was wiped from his face, however as yet another stab of pain shot through his forhead, briefly. What the hell was causing these headaches? Resolving to speak to someone in medical about it when he reached there on his inspection, Vorn simply shook his head to clear it, and continued on his way.