@russianthroughspace consented to a Mirror!verse starter.
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Leonard doesn’t see the point in stuffing corpses into shiny boxes and shooting them into space, he really doesn’t. Sometimes there isn’t enough left to bother with, and more often than not, there are unclaimed parts to be found in the medbay or carelessly discarded in his private lab. Identification was never important to him; showing reverence for the deceased even less so.
He pulls the curtain on a body that will need to be dealt with in short order, pleased with the information he’d been given in exchange for services rendered, even if said services had not managed to save the man from his fatal wounds in time. There is more unrest among the crew lately, and at least now he knows why. Leonard’s lucky he’s content enough with his post, and that none below him are overly keen to steal it from him.
This crewman’s death will remain a secret for some days. Whoever had made the attempt on his life is likely on tenderhooks now, waiting to see if they’d been successful or if they’ll need to brace for retaliation. It’s unnecessary - this squabble hadn’t involved him, at all - but if there’s something to be gained by playing the other side against a dead man, it might be a game worth playing.
Leonard dismisses the rest of whatever staff are still present at this hour, wanting to be alone. Once nestled away in his office with a glass of something expensive at his elbow, he taps through recent communications, ignoring most, before moving on to checking inventory. Busy work. But he enjoys the quiet.
