Trevor Danvers (File Notes): A Whole New World
Originally Published by Jason Cochrane on Mar 24, 2016 at 10:24 PM
Captain Trevor Danvers departed the office of his superior Director Thorne. He moved briskly to his own office, examining the changes to her diary as he went. It would be easy to adjust the appointments but he was frustrated that he had missed her interest in Intake Day. "Stupid. Stupid" he cursed his oversight.
He paused mid stride, turned to attention and saluted. "Sir!" barked the Captain. The passing Senior Operative glanced briefly at him. "Hey" was all the Senior Operative stated as he moved on without pause.
AEGIS Outreach continued to demonstrate to Trevor that it's similarity to the armed forces was superficial at best. Outreach certainly had protocol, regulation and discipline but it was sometimes overlooked and sometimes not. Trevor was having trouble navigating these differences. He had been assigned to AEGIS Outreach for two weeks and he was still finding numerous nuances every day. It was almost overwhelming. At least he had his work to focus on.
Reaching his office Trevor gratefully opened the door before pausing in horror. Upon his desk, literally on his desk protector, sat a blue furred Moon Monkey. It was riffling through his pen holder while idly gnawing a previously perfect pencil.
There were regulations on interactions with Moon Monkeys. Many regulations. While they may appear to simply be blue versions of a normal spider monkey, the Moon Monkey species was very different indeed. They were highly intelligent, vaguely telepathic and extremely skilled teleporters. Trevor recalled that the Spire where he worked had originally taken several shipments of Moon Monkey's from Farside City on the Moon but matters quickly got out of hand. Rather than being retained as an operational resource (akin the military dogs, dolphins and other animals) some the Moon Monkeys were covertly adopted as pets. In turn some of the pets escaped and became feral. Now the Spire had, to Trevor's view at least, become overrun with Moon Monkeys: military, domestic and feral.
The Monkey looked up at him and barred it's fangs. Could they sense fear? They were vaguely telepathic Trevor reminded himself. "Of course they can sense fear."
Trevor looked for the collar worn by the military breed. The monkey on his desk wore none. This didn't bode well. His phone was on the desk next to the monkey so he couldn't use it to call a Handler. Personal Cell Phones were a security risk in the workplace. Trevor had safely stowed it in his locker (although he noted very few other personnel did).
"Nice monkey," Trevor said in what he hoped was his calmest voice. How was he to entice the creature away? Regulations were very clear: Do not feed the Moon Monkeys. The reason for the regulation was that several people who attempted to feed the creatures in the past were kidnapped by them.
Quietly the Captain withdrew from the room and closed the door. Upon completing the task he leaned heavily against the frame and wondered how long it would take for the creature to become bored and depart.
As his mind wandered a large square jawed woman approached him. She wore the uniform of an Agent rather than an Operative which designated her as a field work member of staff.
"Excuse me," she politely asked without preamble. "Have you seen a Moon Monkey? About this big." She spread her hands. "Duck egg blue with a nicked left ear?"
Captain Danvers jerked his thumb towards the door behind him.
"Oh thanks!" she brightly noted and without hesitation disappeared into the office of Captain Danvers.
Through the closed door he could hear a hiss from the monkey which was met with admonishment. "Naughty Bubbles. Hush. Hush!"
The hissing ceased and the woman's voice continued. "Put down the pencil. Put it down. Here's your collar. Put it back on."
There was a pause "Good Bubbles. Now... UP!"
Presently the office door opened and the Agent exited. The Moon Monkey was perched on her shoulder.
The Agent tuned to Trevor. "Thanks for taking care of Bubbles. I hope she wasn't any trouble. If she damaged anything let me know. Bye."
Trevor was about the point out that he didn't know who the agent was but "Bubbles" barred it fangs at him and hissed again as she left. He remained silent.
And the Agent and the monkey were gone.
Trevor wasn't sure he would ever get used to AEGIS Outreach.
Originally Published by Jason Cochrane on Mar 24, 2016 at 10:24 PM
Captain Trevor Danvers departed the office of his superior Director Thorne. He moved briskly to his own office, examining the changes to her diary as he went. It would be easy to adjust the appointments but he was frustrated that he had missed her interest in Intake Day. "Stupid. Stupid" he cursed his oversight.
He paused mid stride, turned to attention and saluted. "Sir!" barked the Captain. The passing Senior Operative glanced briefly at him. "Hey" was all the Senior Operative stated as he moved on without pause.
AEGIS Outreach continued to demonstrate to Trevor that it's similarity to the armed forces was superficial at best. Outreach certainly had protocol, regulation and discipline but it was sometimes overlooked and sometimes not. Trevor was having trouble navigating these differences. He had been assigned to AEGIS Outreach for two weeks and he was still finding numerous nuances every day. It was almost overwhelming. At least he had his work to focus on.
Reaching his office Trevor gratefully opened the door before pausing in horror. Upon his desk, literally on his desk protector, sat a blue furred Moon Monkey. It was riffling through his pen holder while idly gnawing a previously perfect pencil.
There were regulations on interactions with Moon Monkeys. Many regulations. While they may appear to simply be blue versions of a normal spider monkey, the Moon Monkey species was very different indeed. They were highly intelligent, vaguely telepathic and extremely skilled teleporters. Trevor recalled that the Spire where he worked had originally taken several shipments of Moon Monkey's from Farside City on the Moon but matters quickly got out of hand. Rather than being retained as an operational resource (akin the military dogs, dolphins and other animals) some the Moon Monkeys were covertly adopted as pets. In turn some of the pets escaped and became feral. Now the Spire had, to Trevor's view at least, become overrun with Moon Monkeys: military, domestic and feral.
The Monkey looked up at him and barred it's fangs. Could they sense fear? They were vaguely telepathic Trevor reminded himself. "Of course they can sense fear."
Trevor looked for the collar worn by the military breed. The monkey on his desk wore none. This didn't bode well. His phone was on the desk next to the monkey so he couldn't use it to call a Handler. Personal Cell Phones were a security risk in the workplace. Trevor had safely stowed it in his locker (although he noted very few other personnel did).
"Nice monkey," Trevor said in what he hoped was his calmest voice. How was he to entice the creature away? Regulations were very clear: Do not feed the Moon Monkeys. The reason for the regulation was that several people who attempted to feed the creatures in the past were kidnapped by them.
Quietly the Captain withdrew from the room and closed the door. Upon completing the task he leaned heavily against the frame and wondered how long it would take for the creature to become bored and depart.
As his mind wandered a large square jawed woman approached him. She wore the uniform of an Agent rather than an Operative which designated her as a field work member of staff.
"Excuse me," she politely asked without preamble. "Have you seen a Moon Monkey? About this big." She spread her hands. "Duck egg blue with a nicked left ear?"
Captain Danvers jerked his thumb towards the door behind him.
"Oh thanks!" she brightly noted and without hesitation disappeared into the office of Captain Danvers.
Through the closed door he could hear a hiss from the monkey which was met with admonishment. "Naughty Bubbles. Hush. Hush!"
The hissing ceased and the woman's voice continued. "Put down the pencil. Put it down. Here's your collar. Put it back on."
There was a pause "Good Bubbles. Now... UP!"
Presently the office door opened and the Agent exited. The Moon Monkey was perched on her shoulder.
The Agent tuned to Trevor. "Thanks for taking care of Bubbles. I hope she wasn't any trouble. If she damaged anything let me know. Bye."
Trevor was about the point out that he didn't know who the agent was but "Bubbles" barred it fangs at him and hissed again as she left. He remained silent.
And the Agent and the monkey were gone.
Trevor wasn't sure he would ever get used to AEGIS Outreach.
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