Morning Tea (Part 2)

Posted on Thu Mar 12th, 2026 @ 6:52pm by Captain Violet Bluegarden & Lieutenant Commander Jo'ohn el'Ataa & Lieutenant Irril Sharvo
Edited on on Thu Mar 12th, 2026 @ 6:52pm

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Mission: What's Past is Present
Location: Sharvo's Quarters
Timeline: After 'Morning Tea (Part 1)

Previously, on Star Trek: The Sullivans:

The Deltan teased, "Shame, but you're not really my type anyway." He looked around the room, generally touching different things around the room and watching as his hand shimmered right through them.

"Might I suggest a towel?" Sharvo proposed from the doorway, wanting the guest out of his bathroom.

And now, the continuation:

"You think I didn't think of that?" Tugril snarkily answered. "I just tried to take one and couldn't pick it up." He reached down again but, this time, he was able to grab hold of it. "Oh, maybe I can use this one."

"Then," Jo'ohn spoke, "If you would be so kind as to step out into the main living area, so that we may be able to converse easier?"

Wrapping the towel around his waist, Tugril stepped out of the shower stall and walked into the main part of the quarters. He quickly looked around, surprised by what he'd seen, "These aren't my quarters."

"Obviously," the Bajoran answered, "because they're mine."

"That's clearly my room number," the Deltan said pointing at the information on the back of the door to the corridor. "Strange that it's all changed and you're saying that this is your cabin. Then again we're Starfleet so weird is just part of the job sometimes," he answered with a sigh. Walking toward the door, Tugril nearly slammed into it. "Well, whatever this is, I guess the internal sensors can't register me either. We should get the Science Officers on this and, from the looks of your uniforms and how this room's appointed, probably Temporal Investigations too."

Jo'ohn nodded, then responded. "You are not the first individual, such as yourself, that we have encountered. Is the name Lieutenant Commander Nathan Drake familiar?"

The Personnel Officer tried to hide his knowledge, "It mean something to you?"

Even though the Deltan was not fully there physically, Jo'ohn could still pick up on the fact that he was being deliberately vague. "If you wish to aide us in getting to the bottom of this situation, then honesty is the best course of action."

"Honestly, I'm just trying to figure out why two people are in my quarters, interrupting my shower, and telling me that it's 2373. They told me that weird was part of the job, but I never imagined things would be this weird!" Tugril answered. "I think I should alert Captain Bluegarden about all of this and that you people are claiming to be from another time."

Jo'ohn moved to the cabin's commpanel and activated it. "While you certainly speak to Captain Bluegarden, you will find that she isn't your Bluegarden," he sent a visual conference request to the captain. He indicated that they had another of the former members of the crew moving about, and one had asked to speak to....his Captain Bluegarden.

"Never know," the Deltan interjected, "maybe we'll see my Captain Bluegarden and not yours?" He was still finding this all very odd, if not out of character for everything that he'd experienced so far in Starfleet. Maybe weird really was just part of the job.

When the screen activated, indicating that the visual conference had been accepted on the other end, the view into the ready room displayed two women in the frame. The one stranding, Tugril recognized as his Captain Bluegarden, but the one occupying the chair in the captain's office was the one Irril and Jo'ohn recognized as their Captain Bluegarden.

"So, that's what that button does..." Violet remarked.

"Pretty simple, ain't it?" Rebecca said before turning back to the video call. "Can we help y'all with something?" She asked.

Jo'ohn spoke up. "Apologies, Captain. There has been another appearance of a former member of The Sullivans' crew. This time it is a Deltan male, by the name of Lieutenant Tugril, and he claims to have been the ship's Personnel Officer." He then notived the apparition of the Captain's grandmother and nodded. "I see you have encounterd one of the former crew members as well, Ma'am."

"Hi Captain," the Deltan called out, still covered with just a towel.

Lieutenant Sharvo sighed and mumbled, "How did I end up with this guy's quarters."

"Luck of the draw," Tugril answered. "These are the fun quarters," he looked over Lieutenant Sharvo for a second before smirking, "well at least they were."

"Sir, with all due respect, in my time, he is the ship's personnel officer." Rebecca explained. "He ain't got nothing to hide... Literally in this case." She said as she noticed Tugril's situation. "Is there nothing down there for him to cover up with?"

"I was enjoying a shower when this guy walked in," the Deltan pointed at the Bajoran, the towel moving a bit. Tugril quickly grabbed the corner of the towel to recover. "This is all I have right now. Everything else seems to phase through me."

Sharvo mumbled, "Maybe we need to develop a modesty screen like our universal translators."

"Okay, I'll send Drake down there with a fresh uniform." Rebecca replied. "Perhaps if someone from our time delivers something from our time, he'll be able to wear it."

Rebecca then stepped out of frame, reaching for her communicator as she did so, leaving Violet alone in the frame.

"When Commander Drake arrives, let him deliver the fresh uniform to the Deltan." Violet advised. "This goes without saying, but we cannot go on until we figure out what is going on. Both crews will need to know so we can work towards a solution."

Jo'ohn nodded to the image of his commanding officer. "I agree with you there, Ma'am. Once both crews know what is occurring, a solution can be reached faster."

Irril rose and walked toward the display, "Until then what would you like us to do, Captain?" The Bajoran was still a little unnerved about the whole incident, especially since the Deltan seemed rather nonplussed about the whole situation. He could only help but wonder what all had gone on in his quarters when Tugril had them. He was already debating requesting a new cabin assignment.

To be continued...

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Captain Violet Bluegarden
Commanding Officer
USS The Sullivans
2373

Captain Rebecca Bluegarden
Commanding Officer
USS The Sullivans
2293

Lieutenant Commander Jo'ohn el'Ataa
Chief Security/Tactical Officer
USS The Sullivans
2373

Lieutenant Irril Sharvo
Chief Operations Officer
USS The Sullivans
2373

Lieutenant Tugril
Chief Personnel Officer
USS The Sullivans
2293

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