Weeknight out

Posted on Fri Sep 18th, 2015 @ 7:10pm by

744 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: Episode 89 - Futility's Return
Location: Skyline Loung
Timeline: Present

ON

REGIMENT HEADQUARTERS
With time on her hands, now that the entire Regiment had been on a combat assignment, and had taken a lot of casualties; it would be a few weeks to a month before the the Regiment would be returning. But in the meantime, she kept busy in her office and along with SGTMAJ Wilkins they had gone over the many hundreds of memos, directives, and orders the previous regiment commander had signed, made up, or had copied from the past regiment commanders.

Working a 12-13 hour day, Artemisia had been busy inspecting headquarters, and the other Battalions, sometimes surprising the personnel working there as she would ask them questions, and with a senior unit representative with her she would inspect all of their units work spaces even looking through their Commanders office PADDS. Finally with her three Battalions now inspected for now, she would head to her office to complete some projects that he had for the returninig commanders.

On this day it was now past 1900 hrs, and hungry from not eating at the officrs open mess, she decided to go to the Skyline Lounge in something other than her military uniform. With the CQ's now cominig on duty and SGTMAJ Wilkins now giving itheir last set of instructions, Hondo was now headed out of the office, and checking with SGTMAJ Wilkins he said; Ma'am nothing from the General yet on the return of the regiment.

Thank you SGTMAJ, I'll see you tomorrow moring, then she left.

HONDOS APARTMENT
Reaching her apartment, Hondo took off her shoes and placed them next to the doorway, placed a pair of slippers on her feet and padded around the large apartment, checking her personal PADD, then after reading some emails she went to her bedroom, and stripped off her cothes removing her undergarments, and walked into her large bathroom.

Looking at herself in the large floor length mirror, she saw that she had gotten fatter, and she was beginning to show a few more gray hairs on her head. Sighing, she entered the only water hydro pool on her floor.

Finishing with her bath, she got out, and began to dry off, moving to the clothing replicator in her room, she entered a set of instructions into the clothing replicaor main instructions program, pressed a few buttons, and within minutes a large package that was wrapped came out of the hopper.

Taking the package into her bedroom, she opened the package and found a black jacket, pants, and blouse. feeling the rich material in the blouse, she quickly put on some makeup, put on a clean pair of unergarments, then she put on the tight fitting pair of jeans, socks and slipped her feet into a pari of knee high boots. Moving up, she put on the lightweight black tank top, with a red mouth and tongue sticking out, and once she saw everything fitted, she put on the short sleeve black leather motorcycle jacket, which was a replica of the ancient American motorocycle outlaw gang.. The Hell's Angels". On the back of her jacket was the "Hells Angels" logo, and where the chapter was it read "STARBASE 400", and the top scroll said "PRESIDENT".

Now with her outfit on, she walked out the door, and headed for the Skyline Lounge where she hoped to get something to eat.

SKYLINE LOUNGE 2200 HRS
The lounge was not too full, there were Marines and a few Starfleet officrs and Enlisted personnel with their dates eating and enjoying themselves. The Marines she guess were the rear guard party, that was left behind, and the Starfleet Officers were the ones who operated the Starbase. Grabbing a menu, she scanned
the menu, and decided to have their famous BBQ ribs, with potato salad, hot buttered cornbread, and a bottle of beer.

The meal was relaxing and as she began to enjoy herself, she met a few other fellow female Marines some who were of Filipino extraction, others were hybrids of Betazoid, and even Vulcan and Romulan blood lines. For the next four or five hours, they all enjoyed themselves, and now with the wall chronometer now at 0300 hrs, and now it was Saturday morning, she looked at the chronometer, and said "I don't have to work this morning", and continued to drink and talk with her new found friends.... Hopefully the SGTMAJ would understand when she didnt appear for work....


OFF


Milagros Hondo Magbangan, CPT
Commanding
327th Infantry Rgt.




















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