Murisume

Posted on Tue Jun 23rd, 2026 @ 3:50pm by Lieutenant Commander Elysia Theron
Edited on on Tue Jun 23rd, 2026 @ 5:01pm

891 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: Silence at Ulysses
Location: StratOps/Second XO office - USS Elysium
Timeline: MD-0: 0800

Elysia sat in her chair, LCARS terminal upright on the desk. On her left, a PADD with a stylus. A steaming mug of black coffee with a hint of aromatic spices lingered. A coaster with the Starfleet insignia held the mug in place on her right. Staring out the only porthole in her quarters that showed space, Ely took a few moments to breathe. Grasping the wide mouth of her mug, she cradled it with her hands and inhaled the aroma deeply before drinking the warm beverage.

Her braided dirty blonde hair rested over her left shoulder. Metallic nose ring clasped on her septum. A twinkle of neoclassic music lightly played in the background.

Symphonies of Murakami, she thought to herself. quietly listening to the flowing rhythm.

Her muscles untensed, her back easing into the chair. Rubbing her neck, she straightened up while grasping her hand. Rolling her shoulders and her wrist, the tension popped and cracked. She exhaled, waking up her LCARS terminal. Setting the mug onto the coaster, she tapped in a few phrases.

Mission briefing - by LtCom. Elysia Thaleia Theron. USS Ithaca, NCC -752227. Ulyssus Station...

She stopped, groaning a little. Her black uniform with red striping along the collar felt tight on her built muscles. Building herself up over the years, she came out strong. Agile. Combat-trained. Muscular but built for endurance, strength and function rather than aesthetic. Feeling a sudden tightness, she pushed her chair out and stood. Grasping the warm mug, walked towards the porthole. Music flowing in the air, she listened quietly while looking at the stars. Taking another sip of her coffee, the caffeinated rush surged through her systematically.

"Computer."

A chime sounded as Ely paused, gathering her thoughts.

"Compile all the notes on our current mission. Put them together on one post."

The computer chimed the second time, her terminal compiling her words together across the LCARS screen.

Ely sighed, drinking the last of her coffee. Walking over to her replicator, she placed the mug into the slot and pressed the button. Keying a few buttons on the replicator, she added, "Produce a pair of ear buds to include my playlist. Titled Murisume. Alpha Elysium Omega dash one."

A pair of ear buds appeared. Ely grabbed them as the music cut off in the background. Placing the buds into her ear, neoclassical music resumed playing. Turning, she crossed her small room, touching her aesthetic potted plant before grabbing the PADD. Picking up the stylus, she tapped on the screen.

"Computer. Download the mission briefing onto the PADD."

Her steel-gray eyes with an iridescent ring watched the small screen fill with words. She scanned the material before placing the tablet behind her back and walked out of her office with her arms folded behind her back. Walking past the closed XO office, she walked the entire empty corridor towards the mess hall.

The door opened as Ely entered the empty mess hall. Another porthole sat over an empty table with two chairs. Scanning the room with her sharp, steel gray eyes, she walked for the replicator.

I swear, if its another round of rations, the former agent muttered coldly as the playlist switched to another neoclassical song.

Tapping the button on the replicator alcove, she paused as the computer chimed.

"Lieutenant Commander Elysia Theron identified. A welcoming gift for you. From Echo. Please enjoy a Murisumi sushi roll, hand crafted with care and precision. Rolled with sushi rice, filled with Murien steak fillet, a fish native to the watery world of Bolarus Nine, avocado, and Roe cream cheese filling, wrapped in a seaweed paired with Yuzu fruit juice and Bolian spice nectar infusion."

The replicator beeped, food materialized from the storage buffer. A package of six sushi rolls, chopsticks, and a glowy blue colored juice in a glass sat on the counter. Elysia stared at it with suspicion, quietly musing with distrust.

Who are you, Echo?

With the music quietly humming in her ear buds, she shrugged. Grasping the plate and her fruit drink, she walked over to the empty table and sat below the small porthole.

Staring at her sushi rolls crafted by the mysterious person named Echo, Ely racked her brain for the name that belonged to this individual. However, she hadn't met anyone or read anyone's bio. Carefully picking the chopsticks, the lieutenant commander grasped the edges of the roll carefully and dipped it into the sushi sauce. Taking a bite, she savored the saltiness and the fish flavored food.

A quiet moan emitted from her throat as she closed her eyes, her edges softening only slightly. Quickly looking around, she noted no one in the vicinity. Catching herself, she placed the half eaten roll on the plate and grasped the glass with the blue colored juice. Sniffing it, she took a sip. The acidic taste cut through the sushi tones, giving her a nice, cool aftertaste.

Placing the glass down, she picked her PADD and looked over the mission briefing. Grasping her chopsticks, she grabbed eaten roll and placed the rest of it into her mouth. Chewing softly, she scrolled through her thoughts on the mission with a thumb, perusing and mentally adding notes.

Subconsciously, as neoclassical played in her head, she studied over the details regarding Ulysses.

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