08-30-2011, 08:13 PM
STARBASE THRINACIA
Conference Room Theta
2145 Hours
Will reeled under the emotional assault as Admiral Malloway made his announcement. Like many of his colleagues around him, Will was now an Ensign, a fully qualified officer. This had been unexpected, to say the least. The rush of joy, confusion and apprehension hammered into him, threatening to upset his equilibrium.
Then Stanley broke the moment with a slap on his back, snapping Will back to reality.
"I'm an officer!" he whooped. "That is... I mean... we're all officers... um..."
Will finally smiled.
"That's what the man said," he acknowledged. "The Majesty," he continued. "That's a Galaxy- class, I think."
Stanley butted in. "NCC 73819, Lieutenant Commander Callum Jackson commanding. Although custom dictates he be called 'Captain' while on his ship."
"Don't be a nerd, Stanley," Will answered, not for the first time since they met at the Academy.
Starfleet Academy! That seemed years behind him now; he was Chief Security and Tactical Officer on a Galaxy- class starship. That had to be a mistake! Anytime soon, Admiral Malloway was due to wake up in a cold sweat and wonder what he must have been thinking!
The other cadets... officers!... were already filing out when the call came from Lieutenant Spruance, with their orders.
"That's us," Stanley said, unnecessarily. "Technically, you're my boss now. Do I have to call you 'Sir'?"
Will looked sidelong at his friend.
"Of course not... it's not 0900 hours yet!"
And he headed off to locate sleeping quarters, leaving Stanley to ponder on his last comment.
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Conference Room Theta
2145 Hours
Will reeled under the emotional assault as Admiral Malloway made his announcement. Like many of his colleagues around him, Will was now an Ensign, a fully qualified officer. This had been unexpected, to say the least. The rush of joy, confusion and apprehension hammered into him, threatening to upset his equilibrium.
Then Stanley broke the moment with a slap on his back, snapping Will back to reality.
"I'm an officer!" he whooped. "That is... I mean... we're all officers... um..."
Will finally smiled.
"That's what the man said," he acknowledged. "The Majesty," he continued. "That's a Galaxy- class, I think."
Stanley butted in. "NCC 73819, Lieutenant Commander Callum Jackson commanding. Although custom dictates he be called 'Captain' while on his ship."
"Don't be a nerd, Stanley," Will answered, not for the first time since they met at the Academy.
Starfleet Academy! That seemed years behind him now; he was Chief Security and Tactical Officer on a Galaxy- class starship. That had to be a mistake! Anytime soon, Admiral Malloway was due to wake up in a cold sweat and wonder what he must have been thinking!
The other cadets... officers!... were already filing out when the call came from Lieutenant Spruance, with their orders.
"That's us," Stanley said, unnecessarily. "Technically, you're my boss now. Do I have to call you 'Sir'?"
Will looked sidelong at his friend.
"Of course not... it's not 0900 hours yet!"
And he headed off to locate sleeping quarters, leaving Stanley to ponder on his last comment.
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