Shouldn't You Be Pleased?
Mission: Et Tu, Brute?
It was just about time for the Kasheeta to arrive and Ro was scrambling to get the last bit of pick up work done from Kheylen's lengthy list of notes. She'd handed part of them off to Kelly, but the rest were abysmal. She spotted Hel crossing the corridor ahead of her and raised her voice above the quiet conversation of passerbys in the hall. "HEY HEL! Waitupaminute!"
Hel paused, freezing in mid step for a moment before spinning around to face Rohana. "Yyyoooouuu rrraaaannnggg?" she spoke in her slowest, deepest Lurch impression.
Whatever impression that Hel was making very clearly went right over Ro's head. She caught up with the dark haired woman, looking worried. "Do you need to go to medical or something? You sound awful.."
Hel giggled, shaking her head. "Ah, no, reference to a very old show from earth, from like four hundred years ago. A very weird family with a frankenstein-esque butler called Lurch who always spoke like that." she smiled, before starting a silly dance and singing "They're creepy and they're kooky, mysterious and spooky, they're altogether ooky, the Addams family~" followed by the requisite two snaps of her fingers.
Though her expression fell when she saw the look of utter and total confusion on Ro's face. "Uh. Yeah. So. That was a thing, back then." the engineer finished, looking a bit embarrassed.
O'Touvelli nodded awkwardly, still not quite understanding what sparked the sudden need for a Lurch-ism. "So, okay-" she began, redirecting back to her original thought. "-I typed up a memo that hasn't been sent yet because I ran out of time. Lt. Kheylen transferred off to his own ship. He left about an hour and some change ago, which means I need my 2XO to step in until I get orders. I sincerely doubt that'll happen before we're do out."
"Sooo ... If I include the function library, define the variables, add two and two and carry the three, you're either asking me if I want to be second officer so that I can fill in as first officer until you find one," Hel furrowed her brows, tilting her head a bit. "...Or you're telling me I have no choice in the matter. Have I got the gist of it about right?"
"Oh, I already nominated you. It was in that memo that I ran out of time to send."The redhead patted Hel on the back consolingly as they walked. "I promise not to summon your forth out of the pit unless necessary, but you'll need to pull some bridge shifts. Please don't maim Kelly. And I need you there with greeting the Kasheeta. If I get eaten, you're de facto in charge."
"Kelly's way too cute to maim, I'd sooner dip-kiss her." Hel mused, putting a more serious face on. "I'll be honest, Ro. I have very little experience as second officer, let alone first. I'm flattered you'd pick me for the job, but are you absolutely sure there's nobody more suited to the role than me on board the ship?"
Ro started to say something about the kiss comment but chose at the last minute to just ignore it. Kasheeta. In less than a half hour there'd be a slew of kasheeta on board and she still had a dozen things to do. "It's gut instinct, Hel. You're meant for it."
Hel paused in her steps and heaved a deep sigh, shoulders slumping slightly as she did. That dejected pose lasted only for a moment though before she gathered herself again and offered Ro a soft smile and a nod. "I shall take that as a well meant compliment and vote of confidence then. I'll do my best to not let you down."
The commander stopped as well, taking in the production curiously. "Did I.. say something wrong? Are you against it?"
"Not against it per say, just - " Hel hesitated a moment. "A lack of confidence. As I said, I don't have much experience being a second officer and none as first. I know the general procedures though, so I'm sure I'll be fine."
"I'm more than sure of it. You know, I've noticed something among a number of the female crew so far. It's troubling.. I'm not certain if it's because I didn't grow up on Earth or my colony was just that different, but it seems so many were told 'you can't' so often or that they weren't good enough or some other such nonsense to impress upon them feelings of inferiority. That plaguing doubt is just a lie. Just an imaginary black mark to try and hold yourself to again and again. It isn't real, but you are I believe in you, not it. So.. first order of business.." the redhead grinned at Hel cheerily. "Procedures are only part of it. Love my people. That fixes what procedures don't. Second: don't let me run my mouth because I will. It takes a lot to get me mad, but when I do all manner of trash talk flows. Third: if it sounds outrageous, question me. I don't do boundaries really well. Or privacy. Or personal space. This shoe is 35% of the time in my mouth to the knee."
Hel gave a smile. "Loving people is what I do. People, life, you name it. Just - be aware what you're getting in to when you're asking ME to be the mature and responsible one out of the two of us."
O'Touvelli sniffed derisively. "I'm responsible and mature-" she insisted with an arched brow. "I just have no filter. Never have. I can't see that I'll get one any time soon, either. I value honesty so much that I don't deny others it either. That just doesn't work out for me very well at times."
"Well, I can be a filter. I think." Hel started walking again. "Most of the time, at least." She added with a smirk.
With a sigh of relief, Ro picked the pace right back up alongside Hel. "Good, because if Kelly had to be my filter we'd be so screwed.."