PNPC LtCmdr Kiamon Tagus- Not So Fast, Rajel...

[Jalana]

(( Drever IV, Desert ))

Things could, in fact, be bad. Kiamon gripped a PADD with the course in one hand and tried to hold himself stable with the other while he prayed to gods he didn’t believe in that he’d make it out of the vehicle in one piece. He had forgotten just how awful a driver Olen was and clearly Jalana wasn’t any better. He was grateful he had not eaten a large breakfast that morning as Jalana punched the gas and took a path in hopes of taking the lead. He heard a groan and glared over to see an eyeroll aimed at him.

Rajel: Will you /stop/ telling me how to drive?

Tagus: I would be happy to should you suddenly decide to learn how to drive! Or better yet, let ME drive. How you have survived this long is beyond me…

He snapped back, not even looking at the PADD for the moment anymore

Rajel: And yet - surprisingly - I have done quite well for myself until you showed up.

Tagus: ::scoffing:; Well that’s certainly debatable!

Rajel: HOLD ON!

Kiamon had been expecting more insults. When she yelled out to hold on, however, he resisted the urge to point out the fact that he already HAD to be holding on due to her supposed skills at driving. Instead he tightened his grip and turned to see what had sparked the reaction.

Tagus: Wha-?

Kiamon groaned as they took the sharp turn with far too much speed- him without much choice. He could feel the tires spinning and began coughing as a dustcloud formed and the buggy drifted and swung around before gripped and jumping forward. When he caught his breath he turned back towards Jalana.

Tagus: You were saying about your driving skills?

Rajel: We're still driving and in the buggy. We're fine!

Kiamon raised his arms in exasperation

Tagus: Oh please, Olen! You could have killed us!

Rajel: For spots sake, how often do I have to tell you that I'm not Olen?

Kiamon’s face dropped and his voice softened as he realized his mistake.

Tagus: Right.. Sorry.. ::he cleared his throat and spoke back up:: But the point still stands! You are a wretched driver..

He pointed at her accusingly. He knew he really should be helping her navigate, but he didn’t care about winning this race. He just wanted.. Well.. closure? Or something of the sort.

Rajel: I get us from A to B in one piece!

Tagus: Yes, well, if your plan is to kill me in a buggy crash to get out of talking to me- just know if my symbiont survives I’ll track you down again Rajel!

Jalana rolling her eyes was not lost on him. And of course another sharp curve, which elicited an annoyed grumble on his part.

Rajel: Why are you so obsessed with me?

Tagus: Obses- I am NOT obsessed! ::he huffed, taken aback:: I just want to talk! I didn’t ask for this.. ::he gestured wildly in front of them:: death race.

Rajel: You were the one who wanted to join me so stop your whi-

D’Sena: =/\= Bridge to all Personnel. This is an immediate recall. Return to the ship and find your way to your stations to prepare for departure. I repeat this is an immediate recall. =/\=

Rajel: ::groaning loudly:: OH COME OOOOOOON!

Kiamon’s face said it all. It was his turn to roll his eyes and he scowled accusingly at Jalana wondering if this was an elaborate ruse to avoid him. Probably not, but it was rather convenient for her to escape the conversation. They came to a sudden stop and the Trill man sighed

Rajel: Looks like we'll have to continue this another time. ::She reached up to tap her badge:: =/\= Rajel to T'Aven, leave the buggies and set up, we can return later to retrieve them. =/\=

T'Aven: =/\= Understood, Sir. Returning to the ship now. =/\=

Jalana just nodded and tapped the badge to close the line and looked to him as he glared at her harder.

Rajel: Feel free to have the ship transport you back to the colony. I'll have to leave. Sorry. ::Without waiting she pressed her badge again.:: =/\= Rajel to Constitution, beam me directly to the bridge. =/\=

As she dematerialized, Kiamon stood and chuckled to himself. So she didn’t know yet. That was an unexpected delight. Wouldn’t she be in for a surprise when this emergency was over and she realized his temporary reassignment orders were sitting on her desk. He had called Starfleet the moment they had found a solution- he had no plans to stay on this planet, although he would check in from time to time to see how they were fairing. And while he wasn’t sure how long he could or would stay on the Constitution, he had had the foresight to realize both that Rajel would try to avoid him and that he would need a ride out of there.

Smiling, he pressed his own commbadge and requested his own transport back onto the ship himself.

oO Checkmate, Rajel Oo

(OOC- For those wondering and amused by our space soap opera, yes I have in fact switched Kiamon Tagus from being an MSNPC from the last mission to a PNPC! I hope you enjoy seeing him around! -Mel)

PNPC LtCmdr. Kiamon Tagus
Botany/Ecology Specialist
USS Constitution-B

As played by:

LtJG Dr. Eleanor "Ellie" Park
Asst. Chief Medical Officer
USS Constitution-B