Characters:
Silvermaine, Commander, Academia (logging)
Gilly, Head Warrior Trainer
Fallon, Red Squadron SL
Darius, Blue Squadron Lieutenant
Garet, CouSec
Dante, Red Squadron XO
Swen, Infamous Medtech (emits by Gilly)

Officers Club: Academia
The relaxing atmosphere of the Officer's Club is filled with the voices 
of those enjoying a few centons free. Along one wall, there is a bar 
filled with all sorts of breverages.

Fallon walks into the O-Club, running a hand through his hair.

Silvermaine is sitting at a table with a fizz on the table reading over 
status reports.

Strolling in as she is rubbing her forehead, Gilly glances around. 
Seeing Silvermaine, she walks over, sits down at the table and picks 
up his fizz, draining most of it.

Silvermaine looks up. "Bartender. Two more fizzes please?

Fallon walks over to the bartender, requesting a whole PITCHER of fizz.

Gilly glances over at Silvermaine and smiles slightly. "Yes, another 
fizz or two might be nice." She shakes her head. "Were we ever as young 
as some of these cadets?"

Silvermaine chuckles and nods. "Some time ago, yes."

Fallon walks over to the already occupied table after hearing the 
conversation and inhaling half the pitcher. "Or as eager to go out 
and fight?"

Gilly glances around and motions to the other two warriors who have 
walked in. She glances over at Fallon. "I swear by the lords of Kobol, 
I am going to have to put that one into Red Squadron." She shakes her 
head, still not believing what she had found.

Fallon pulls up a chair and hrmphs as he hears the comment. "I hope 
that was a compliment after I agreed to these guest lectures, Major." 
He grins.

Silvermaine tosses the status report on the table. "The good thing is 
that at least they're not dying so much in the sims this time 'around." 
She looks over at Gilly. "Which pilot, my dear?"

"Oh no, it's nothing to do with the sims. It was a little matter of the 
skeleton from the clinic winding up in the women's sonic shower."

Fallon arches a brow. "And why, praytell, would you want that one put 
in Red Squadron?"

Darius rolls his eyes as he walks in hearing this...he gets himself a 
grog and walks over to where the conversation is, his trumpet case in 
his free hand.

Silvermaine rolls his eyes. "A cadet did /what/?" He shakes his head 
chuckling.

Gilly nods in agreement. "Because you might be able to straighten this 
one out, Captain. I dare say if we put him in Blue Squadron, he will become 
even more like Starbuck." She shakes her head, sighing again. "And he had 
the audacity to admit it."

Silvermaine chuckles.

Fallon chuckles a bit at that one. "Would me leading him being any better? 
I /am/ the one that convinced Starbuck his hair was falling out a few 
yahren back."

Gilly sighs and shakes her head. "Well, this one is a special case."

Silvermaine takes a sip of his fizz. "I hadn't heard about that one, 
Captain."

"Oh, no, you know him very well, I'm afraid."

Darius sips from his grog, watching the others....having just returned 
from patrol, he sets his trumpet case on the counter next to him and sets 
his grog down next to it, unbuckling the clasps on his scarlet jacket.

Fallon grins widely at the rememberance. "Ah...well this one took place 
about eighteen yahren ago. I was an Ensign One and had just taken command 
of Red and the good Captain was a Lieutenant One and XO of Blue. He had 
this mistaken notion that Blue was the better squadron. Anyway, we were 
harping back and forth at each other then I stop and point at him...'Sir, 
is your harline starting to recede?' I maintained a straight face long 
enough to convince him his hairline WAS receding. He ran to Doc Cassiopeia 
for a full scalp exam then went complaining to Commander Adama when he found 
out I tricked him."

Gilly listens and shakes her head. "LordsofKobol, what is this fleet coming 
to? I would have never done anything of the sort." No, she wouldn't, she 
would just do other things that gave Icarus and then later Silvermaine 
coranaries.

Silvermaine chuckles. "Ever consider using a skullcap and a little bag of 
hair to get him?" he asks with a twinkle in his eyes.

Fallon chuckles. "Oh, NO, Commander. I've 'matured' a great deal since 
then." Yeah right.

Darius sighs, "The good Cap'n has his downfalls, to be certain, but do 
not we all? I just think ole Fallon here doesn't know what he's missing 
on the blue side of things" he winks

"Silvermaine!" Gilly looks shocked her husband would suggest such. "Now 
we know where Odin gets it."

Silvermaine looks at Gilly with a twinkle in his eyes. "I'm completely 
innocent. Odin takes after you, my dear."

Fallon leans back in his chair and glances back at Darius starting a 
second line of banter. "I served in blue for my first eight sectars in 
the service. Transferring to the better squadron was the best move in 
my career, Lieutenant."

"Who did you think I was refering to about the skeleton in the women's 
sonic shower?"

Silvermaine looks at Gilly. "He didn't...."

Darius laughs, "you know, i heard an even better rumor...that is, while 
we're talking about Starbuck...this is a great one...Boomer told me about 
it.."

Gilly nods at her husband. "Yes, he did."

Silvermaine sighs, shaking his head. "Oh, my. Captain Fallon, he WILL be 
assigned to Red Squadron. Work him hard." He grins.

Fallon grins evilly. "Lieutenant, I am allowed to make fun of Starbuck 
because it is my predestined lot in life to make him miserable. You however 
are one of his pilots, and I won't hesitate to rat you out." He chuckles 
and turns back to Silvermaine. "I'll teach him a few new ones, Commander."

Gilly nods. "Best put him there or else he'll be giving Lt Troy a run for 
his cubits on Ensign Dalton."

Silvermaine chuckles. "Somehow I don't think Odin'd have a chance 
with Dalton.

Darius sighs sarcastically, "fine, if you don't wanna know about a 
certain Cancerian Bandit and her roll in the hay with starbuck, that's 
fine with me...." he coughs, knowing at least one of the people in here 
can appreciate it, "i just happened to remember Boomer saying he couldn't 
get a wink of sleep for all the noise Starbuck and a certain Lt. Galin 
were making in the bunk right above him....no insult to Starbuck, 
i guess..." he chuckles, "But you know how Boomer is about his sleep...he 
doesn't get enough of it as it is..."

Darius pulls out a fumarillo, gesturing with it, "An odd friendship those 
two have....old Boomer and Starbuck...."

Fallon groans. "I remember Galin. Absolute felger-for-brains. I don't 
honestly know how she lived to make Lieutenant."

Gilly chuckles "Especially not these days. As I understand Phaedra is on 
call most nights. It must be difficult to be sealed to a medtech."

Fallon hrms. "Galin must've been a wizard or something..."

Darius quirks an eyebrow, "Fallon, you would have been a wee tyke if 
this happened when Boomer says it did...."

Fallon hrmphs again. "I haven't been a wee tyke since my wee outgrew 
my tyke, Darius."

Gilly picks up her fizz, swirling it around so that the ice clinks on 
the sides. She tips it and takes a sip. "Most everything happened when 
the Captain was a wee tyke."

Fallon grins at Gilly. "This coming from the 25 yahren old?"

Darius chuckles and rolls his eyes, "you think YOU have it bad? i got 
a few yahrens on you, old friend..."

Silvermaine chuckles as he takes a sip. "I do believe I have a few 
yahrens on you, Lieutenant."

Well, Gilly is like any other woman and likes to be flattered. She 
has to chuckle though and glance at Silvermaine. "If I am just 25 
yarhens, that means I was 5 when we were sealed."

Fallon gasps in mock horror! "Commander Silvermaine is a pediphile?!"

Darius nod-bows, lighting his fumarillo and puffing on it, taking another 
swig of grog with his other hand, "Aye, that you do, Commander..." 
he holds his tankard up, shouting through a fumarillo gripping mouth, 
"To long life!"

Gilly laughs and shakes her head. "With two children and 23 yarhens of 
service, I am anything but 25 yarhens."

Fallon groans. "Oy. Don't remind me about children, please. Morrigan 
just bought her first bra. Gwen and Rhiannon are so proud, but my life's 
over. Again."

Silvermaine chuckles. "So it is, Fallon. So it is."

Fallon hrmphs. "Women should get boobs at 21. Happy novayahren...POOF! 
There they are."

Darius sighs and chuckles, shaking his head as Fallon is once again 
in true form

Gilly laughs "At least you don't have a son who thinks he's Kobols Gift 
to the women of the fleet." She shakes her head. "At least Cyrena is a 
calm child."

Silvermaine smiles. "I can't seem to coax her out of the library 
some days."

Fallon hrmphs again. "Oh yeah, Morrigan is starting to attract all 
the ones who think they're Kobol's gift to women. The ones with that 
three hair goatee. EEW!"

Gilly sips on her fizz and then nearly looses the fizz as she hears 
the Captain's comment. She then grins "Perhaps we should introduce 
Odin to Morrigan. How old is she now?"

Darius smiles wistfully, having no chilren of his own.

Fallon responds. "Fourteen."

Silvermaine shakes his head. "A little young for Odin, I think."

Fallon adds. "And Rhiannon's eighteen. I'm hoplessly outnumbered."

Gilly nods. "That is a bit young for Odin." She sighs. "I hope he 
will settle down now he's getting into the warriors."

Silvermaine smiles, looking around the lounge. "You know, I think this 
O-Club is nicer than the one on the Galactica," he says softly.

Darius looks at Silvermaine, "Well, Commander, here's a place i can come 
to and leave with most of my cubits in my own pockets and not in
Starbuck's....so i guess in some ways it is better..."

Gilly glances over at her husband, smiling slightly as they are again 
on the same wavelength. She places the fizz down and motions the servitor 
over. After a few words, the servitor leaves with a quick glance to the 
Commander.

Silvermaine chuckles as he downs the rest of his fizz. "Yes, it is nice 
to not have to worry about losing cubits to Captain Starbuck." His tone 
indicates he's been a victim of the Captain's in the past.

Garet walks over to the bar and snags himself a drink. He takes a moment 
to adjust himself on a barstool and turns to watch the group of people. 
He makes no sound, his thoughts occupied elsewhere.

After a few centons, the servitor comes walking out with a bowl that 
contains a hot espresso cake covered with vanilla ice cream drizzled 
with a espresso sauce. The servitor places it down in front of Gilly.

Fallon grins again. "Having two daughters isn't all bad I have to admit."

Silvermaine looks at the servitor and indicates the bowl, winking. The 
servitor nods and heads back out to the mealprep.

Gilly glances at Silvermaine. "Oh, too good to share with your wife?"

Silvermaine shakes his head. "Not enough in one bowl for both of us. 
We'll share two." He winks.

Mischeviousness sparkles in Gilly's emerald eyes. "Well, we could always 
use the espresso syrup for other purposes." And she wonders where Odin 
gets it.

Fallon frowns as something comes in over his commlink. "Captain Fallon 
here...Ensign what in Hades is so funny?" His eyes go wide a few second 
later. "YOU DIDN"T!"

Silvermaine looks over at Fallon. "Captain?"

Fallon curses and quickly switches frequencies. "Captain Fallon to Core 
Command, has Captain Starbuck's patrol landed yet?" He droops. "Oh no, I 
don't have much time." He sighs and looks at Silvermaine. "A minor crisis 
on the Galactica, Commander. One of my pilots got too far into the squadron 
rivalry, snuck into Captain Starbuck's office and put superglue in his chair. 
Starbuck just landed and I have to catch him before he gets to his office..."

"Fortunately, it's not Odin, he's busy doing something I assigned." Gilly 
sighs as Silvermaine didn't even pay attention. She must be loosing 
her touch.

Silvermaine chuckles softly. "Only a Red Squad pilot would even think 
of something like that." He sighs. His arm creeps around Gilly's shoulders 
and he sneaks a kiss.

Gilly listens and shakes her head. "At least these kids can't do as my 
wingy and I did. We went on patrol, landed on Leo, lost all of the cubits 
in the chancery and then returned from the patrol."

Silvermaine raises an eyebrow at Gilly. "That must have been before I 
took command of the Atlantia."

Fallon gets up and bolts out of the room, rushing for his ship.

Gilly nods. "It was. Icarus was none the wiser." There is a touch of 
sadness as she mentions her 'Dad'.

Silvermaine huggles Gilly close and kisses her hair.

Gilly blushes and returns Silvermaine's kisses. She then pulls away. "As 
if that is going to get you out of trouble." Her eyes are still sparkling 
even if she is trying to look stern.

The servitor comes back with the other bowl of desert and sets it down. 
He watches and shakes his head with a chuckle as the Commander and his 
wife act more like newlysealeds than a couple sealed for 20 yarhens.

Silvermaine picks up a spoon and spoons up a bit of the espresso cake and 
brings the delicious treat to the Major's mouth.

Gilly opens so she can be fed the espresso cake. She grins mischieviously 
as she has an idea on how to get her husband's attention.

Silvermaine grins as he feeds her the cake. "Is it good?"

Gilly mmms as she nods. "Yes, it's good." She glances around, realizing 
there are others still in the room.

Silvermaine grins. "I'm glad." He kisses her on the cheek again.

Gilly glances over at Darius and then Garet. "How are you gentlemen doing?"

Darius shrugs, puffing away on his fumarillo quietly, "I've seen some
better days milady, but not many..."

Gilly nods. "Just relax. That is what the Officers' Club is for." She 
smiles and then glances to the silent one.

Silvermaine chuckles as he takes a bite of the espresso cake. "Oh, my. 
This is good."

Gilly scrapes some of the espresso sauce up and drizzles it over the 
ice cream as she glances around. She glances at her husband and then smiles. 
"yes, it is. But, of course, it is espresso."

Gilly scoops up some of the espresso covered ice cream and takes the spoon, 
rubbing it across Silvermaine's nose. "Now, about YOUR son."

Dante strolls into the O-Club... looking for some ale.... it looks as 
if he's lost some weight....

Silvermaine chuckles. "So what exactly did Odin do this time?"

Darius sees Dante, "Good even to ya, Dante! if you're lookin' for the 
grog, tis over here!"

Gilly puts the spoon down in a bit of frustration as she looks at her 
husband. "YOUR son put the skeleton from the clinic into the women's 
sonic shower and then had the audacity to admitting to doing it."

Silvermaine sighs. "I'll have a talk with him, although I'm not sure it 
will do any good."

Dante hmms slightly as he notices Gilly getting a little crazy... and 
walks over to his old wingman and says "I certainly am..." and takes 
a tankard...

"He's hopeless" Gilly remarks of her son. "I am thankful that Captain 
Fallon agreed to put him in Red Squadron."

Dante chokes on his grog at Gilly's comment and says "Your son is going 
to be in Red?.."

Silvermaine chuckles softly. "ANd he's going to be a handful for you 
and Captain Fallon."

"Well, yes, he is." Gilly glances over at Dante. "He really isn't a bad 
child, just willful and a bit mischevious. He did make high marks."

Silvermaine raises an eyebrow. "A /bit/ mischievous?? We talking about 
the same Odin?"

Gilly chuckles at her husband. "You know, the child we've been raising 
for the past 19 yarhens."

Dante smiles and says "He can't be that bad.... Remember... I had to put 
up with Pip all those years ago..." as he remembers the spastic kid...

Silvermaine grins at his wife. "Oh, I know our eldest all too well."

Darius chuckles, "i think we've seen just about every kind of cadet 
there is...if we can handle murderers like Hakan....."

Gilly smiles and glances at Dante and frowns. "I think I might have 
missed that? Don't tell me we let a murderer into our ranks."

Dante nods... "It seems he committed a murder while he was with the 
mafia... He slipped through the background screen, but he didn't make 
it past cadet training without it being found."

Silvermaine nods. "Such a thing wouldn't make it by our trainers." He 
speaks with obvious pride of his Academy.

Gilly nods to Dante as she picks up her fizz. "That's good."

The door comes open and a male medtech comes sashaying into the lounge. 
How he ever made Ensign is beyond most people. He makes a beeline for 
the Major. "Ma'am, I want a word with you about your son. He's had done 
something more than stolen the skeleton from our clinic."

Silvermaine slowly starts to slide under the table.

Dante downs the rest of his grog and then turns his attention to 
the new Ensign...

Gilly glances at her husband. "Sit up." She barks the order at her 
spouse ignoring the fact he outranks her. She then looks at the Ensign. 
"Now what did Odin do?"

Silvermaine sighs. "Yes, dear."

Silvermaine sits up and takes another bite of the espresso cake....not 
really sure he wants to know what his troublesome son did this time.

Ensign Swen seems rather exasperated. "Well, I came back into the 
clinic and he was, um, examining one of our medtech cadets." His voice 
rises slightly "And he is not authorized to be examining the cadets like 
he was."

Silvermaine starts to slide under the table again. It's QUITE obvious 
he doesn't want to hear this.

Gilly sighs and shakes her head. "Which cadet?"

Swen sighs "One he is not authorized to even look at. Cadet Helene."

Oh no, a mother's fear, another woman has entered her son's life. "And
how was he examining her?"

Swen overexagerates a sigh. "Well, he was in the process of removing 
her uniform."

Darius drinks from his grog and notably curls up a little on the stool 
he's sitting on, recoiling abit from the boisterous Swen...ever bubbly 
even in advancing years...

Silvermaine sighs. "I guess I'm going to have a talk with him now?" He 
takes a bite of the espresso cake.

Gilly nods to her husband. "Yes, now."

Silvermaine takes one last bite of the espresso cake and stands up, 
gathering the status reports he had been reading. He kisses Gilly then, 
sighing, heads out of the lounge to find his troublesome son.

Gilly follows her husband, determined to at least have a word in on 
this conversation.