Frustrations
Posted on Thu Mar 12, 2026 @ 8:09pm by Ensign Matilda Cromwell
Edited on on Thu Mar 12, 2026 @ 8:44pm
600 words; about a 3 minute read
Mission:
Jubilee
Location: DS5/Matilda's quarters
Timeline: MD 01 Afternoonish
Down in the depths of DS 5, Matilda was working on stubborn pipe which needed to be replaced. She had to make a bypass as this was essential to send waste products to the recylder. It was one of the not so pleasant and yet necessary components to keep the station moving along, and not be filled with waste products.
Beads of perspiration dotted her forehead as Matilda applied her strength then whacked the uncooperative piece with the hammer she had nearby. A few whacks loosened it up and she was able to remove it. A clean up of the area before she put the replacement part in place and Matilda gave a smile of satisfaction.
"That is one more thing fixed on the station." Matilda wiping her forehead with the back of her hand, leaving a streak of grime. "Okay time to log that in and get cleaned up." She looked at it with pride, a job well done in her book.
She always made certain to give quaility work, for that was the type of person Matilda was.
A stray thought of Ace popped into her mind. Her pleasure of her own work, soured. If Ace were here, he would probably be rather dismissive of her. Maybe even critical of her, just like he was when she went to check on him. And she dreseed up for him!!
She had an image of him, then slammed her fist in the wall, imagining that it was his face she was slamming. "How do you like that, Ace!" she growled out. "A black hole of a mind? I shouldn't be bugged about what you said as you are just a piece of offal that sluices down that pipe into the recycler."
She needed to talk to someone, to vent, and make certain that she doesn't allow her feelings where Ace Cannon was concerned, to fester. She had confidence in herself, she truly did but, Ace ended up chipping away at that, and it made her angry.
Matilda was even more angry at herself that she allowed a lout like him to affect her. Narcissistic prig is what Ace was. And she let him in her inner circle!
"You foolish woman, foolish, foolish woman." Matilda scolded herself, on the way to where she would clock out.
Logged out of her work, and getting to her quarters, Matilda looked at the image of Ace she had on the wall, tacked to a dartboard with a few darts buried. She picked a dart up and threw it, the missile soaring through the air it hitting right between his eyes.
"Hope that gives you a headache, Ace." she fumed, stalking away from that image.
A few steps in and she came back pulling the darts out of Ace's image, then tore it down, and ripped it to shreds. If Ace even found out that she actually had an image of him. As far as she was concerned, anything that remotely connected to him, it would give the man some energy to feed off of. Well, that is how she felt. A huff at herself and she tossed the scraps into the recycler to be made into something more useful.
Matilda took a shower, humming the tune from Bali Hai 'I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair.' the shower cooled her off some, but the anger and hurt was still there.
It was time to go see someone, to quell the ire within. To regain control over herself and be able to keep moving forward.
Ensign Matilda Cromwell
Engineer/Operations
Deep Space 5
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