U.S.S. Trainwreck

[lysoke]

U.S.S. Orchid
Dale Barbara Captain	Richard Alpert First Officer	Riff Raffit Chief Medical Officer
Jack Harkness Chief Engineer	Bucky Barnes Chief of Security	Jet Link Helmsmen
Johnny Rayflo Comms Officer	Locke Cole Navigator	Baron Science Officer
Toboe Ship-Kid	Sirius Black Bartender	Amelia Novak Ship Counselor

These are the adventures of the U.S.S. Orchid, their ongoing mission: to not fuck up space too bad wherever they go.

Comments

A couple of losers on the bridge

[kings_thief]

Course still set, everything relatively quiet and Neither Barbara nor Alpert were on the bridge at the moment, which meant Locke Cole had the con. for now, at least until the currently absent helmsman decided to grace them with his presence.

For now, Locke was content to kick back in his chair and rest his crossed feet on the edge of his station. It wasn't like there were any controls on that particular part of the thing.

Five minutes later, the door to the elevator whirred and the sound of long strides across the bridge was quickly followed by the appearance of the tall blond who relieved a somewhat irritated crewmember who had been manning the console.

"You're late."

[metalicarus]

"Shut up."

Jet sat at his station and made quick work of making sure everything was running smoothly before addressing the other man any further.

"I overslept; didn't get as much sleep as I should have." But oh well, he was here now, besides, what he'd been working on was a hundred percent worth it. A certain anniversary was coming up and while it was upsetting to know he'd be innumerable miles away from his partner on the actual date, that didn't mean he couldn't do something special for it anyway.

He ran a hand through slicked back hair and sighed, the adrenaline from realizing he'd overslept finally slipping away. He glanced over at Locke and shook his head with a small scoff.

"The captain's not likely to be too happy about your boots on his ship."