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Overconfidence

Posted on Thu Jun 1st, 2017 @ 7:47pm by Commander Akiva ben-Avram & Lieutenant JG Ryland Dedeker & Lieutenant JG José Muñiz
Edited on on Thu Jun 1st, 2017 @ 8:25pm

Mission: S2E1 - Secrets
Location: Main Shuttlebay
Timeline: MD 88; 1659

The last panel of the final shuttle slammed closed with a resounding clank. Ryland wiped the sweat and grit from his hands onto his clothes before checking off the task on the PADD inside his toolbox. A quick glance at his chronometer showed a whole minute to spare before quitting time. The extra maintenance of the past couple weeks was beginning to pay off.

"Hey, boss!" Ryland called out to an out-of-sight José. "Shuttles are polished, so I'm knockin' off for the day."

José was checking the maintenance logs before turning around to face Ryland. He was surprised Ryland was still there seeing as Alpha shift had ended around an hour ago - but at least he was informing him of his intentions to leave.

"I'm surprised you're still here Lieutenant. Your shift ended an hour ago" José replied.

"Well, the last order I was given from our old See-Fo was to get these buckets of bolts in top form," Ryland said with a loving kick to the shuttle's plating. "I've been putting an extra hour in per day in order to do just that. Figures she'd transfer out before giving me a kiss in thanks."

Ryland spat in contempt onto the floor. "Some women, brother. Say, do you still got that pretty lil' thing from Ops on you arm? You know, the one from the away team with the tight ass."

José did not like that comment one bit. He had had a couple of drinks with Nealey since the rescue but nothing else since then - and although he wasn't going to deny his fondness of the Operations officer José had no intentions of allowing anyone else to find out.

"Your work ethic is admirable however you comment about Miss Snowdon is not. I suggest you keep your comments like that to yourself in future" José replied.

Ryland offered a mischievous grin. "So she's holding out on you, eh?" He ribbed Jose with an elbow as he went on. "Haven't sunk the sub yet? You know what I mean. Hide the weasel. Park the porpoise. A bit of the old Humpty Dumpty, Little Jack Horny, the Horizontal Mambo? The Bone Dancer, Rumpleforeskin, Baloney Bop, a bit of the old Cunning Linguistics?"

José simply looked up and picked his spot before punching the shuttlebay manager with his right fist. He then looked down at the man with a great deal of anger - joking was fine but he didn't want to hear things like that said about the woman he was growing very fond of.

"No wonder you're single if that's all you're think about. Have some honour and respect" José said.

Ryland looked up from the ground and rubbed the soreness out of his jaw.

"Damn," he muttered. "You know, sir," he said as he ambled to his feet, "if you're going to go through the trouble of suckerpunching a fella', you'd best finish the job." Ryland leaned in to stare down the slightly shorter conn officer. "Otherwise he might just come back and do this."

He slammed his forehead down into Jose's nose in a savage headbutt, then followed through with a wild haymaker that knocked the other man backward into the runabout.

"I know you got a bad case of the blue balls, so Ima' let this one go," Ryland said over a threatening finger pointed in Jose's direction. "Understand that I will break your shit off if you ever touch me again."

José sneered and wiped the blood away from his bloody nose - he couldn't believe what he was hearing and was more than ready to keep this going - even if it meant being disciplined. Rolling his sleeves up and preparing to strike he moved into an attack stance. In a quick flash he punched Ryland square underneath the chin and landed a powerful kick into his side.

"At least I've got balls you son of a bitch" José replied.

"Spit 'em out," Ryland said as he caught Jose's leg under his arm. "They aren't yours." He pivoted his hip to throw José off balance, then clocked him in the head as he stumbled past.

Ryland slid his thick, chiseled arms around the back of Jose's neck and set the hook on a rear naked chokehold.

"I done warned you, shitstain," he snarled into Jose's ear. "Now your ass is mine."



José used his strength to lift Ryland up off the floor slightly and swung him around into the side of the closest shuttle - the Allard - before landing a kick right where it hurt. José then kneeled next to the man and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck.

"If you think the old Chief of Flight Control was bad you haven't seen anything yet. If I get that job you'll be scrubbing the plasma relays of every single auxiliary craft we have...now go and run along before Nealey finds out and she uses you as her next demonstration for her Muay Thai class" José snarled.

Ryland shrugged off the last hit as best he was able. "You know, Josey, if I hit like a bitch, I guess I'd have my lady fight my battles, too." He raised the middle fingers of both hands and held them out like target sights.

"What was that, Lieutenant?"

Neither pilot had heard the XO enter the Shuttlebay. Akiva came to a stop and spread his feet apart, his face demanding an explanation.

"Oh, hi there, Commander," Ryland said, still hunched over a little from Jose's last shot. "I was just remarking on how Lieutenant Muniz's ladyfriend is a capable martial artist, and that it's awfully big of him to date a woman who could snap him like a twig."

Ryland looked at Jose, who still bled from his nose and mouth.

"Ain't that right, Josey?"

José glared at Ryland in disbelief. He did have a mind to tell Akiva about Ryland making inappropriate comments about Nealey but decided it would be best not to.

"As much as she'll appreciate that compliment I'm afraid she isn't my 'lady friend' yet. But yes - he was very...complimentary...of her skills in Muay Thai. In fact I was planning to ask him if he wanted to join her Muay Thai class - if the Captain approves it of course" José replied.

Akiva raised an eyebrow, thoroughly unconvinced.

"I know this department is in transition, but I won't have chaos. I want order." Akiva clipped his words in order to stare down each bruised and bloody man. "I will have order. Understood?"

"Yessir," Ryland said without missing a beat.

"You'll have order Commander. Mr Dedeker was just leaving anyway..." José replied.

Akiva looked at both men with skeptical derision. "I'll need today's maintenance log forwarded to my office, Lieutenant." He took a sharp breath to say more, but opted to shake his head in disgust and walk away.

"Yeah, Josey, send the man his maintenance log. I was just leaving, remember?" He gave his own backside a smack, winking and grunting at Jose before taking his leave as well.

José flashed a rude hand gesture behind Ryland's back before heading back to his work. He'd done most of the report but he was waiting for the final shuttle maintenance logs to come in before submitting it. Since he was acting department head now the role had been suddenly vacated José had found his free time had diminished somewhat - although he was hoping to have another drink or two with Nealey before too long.

 

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