06-10-2014, 06:29 AM
USS Firebrand
Captain's Ready Room
1645 hours
Logan crossed over into the Ready Room, the doors closing behind him with a loud pneumatic hiss. He was not accustomed to being offered a position without a face to face meeting first, so the situation was a trifle awkward. Frankly, given his checkered service history, Logan was surprised that any CO had been willing to take a chance on him. His history of fraternizing with others in his department did not typically sit well with COs; nonetheless, here he was standing in front of his newly minted commanding officer on a brand new vessel. Logan approached the desk and nodded crisply.
"Captain," he said calmly. "Logan Rockwell, reporting for duty as ordered."
Locker stood up and extended his hand... "Welcome on board the USS Firebrand Chief. FYI, I am not a Captain yet." Locker continued, "Commander Grax should be joining us shortly I hope. But in the mean time, I need a full report from you about the status of the Firebrands security. Including weapons on board, staff, preplanned strategies and if possible, full bio's of each member. Have you had a look at the tactical station on the bridge yet?
Locker realized he was sort of rushing this intro into orders already unintentionally.
"One more thing, I expect to see you here sometime within the next week for a proper social dinner. Or perhaps in 89Aft?"
Logan took the offered hand and shook it firmly. He released it, then settled into a relaxed stance with his hands folded behind his back. "My apologies, Sir. I was taught to address all Commanding Officers as Captain regardless of rank. If you order me not to, I will comply. I just see it as a term of respect." He paused briefly, running his left hand through his hair. "I have examined the Bridge Console, yes. Once my security codes are activated, I will configure it to my personal preferences." Logan smiled devilishly. "I'm pulling an
unscheduled inspection of all personnel and Armouries at 1700 today. You will have my report from that no later than 0800 tomorrow morning. And as for the social function...name the time and place and I will be there."
Locker smiled and looked at a PADD on his desk.
"That should be ok, I am wanting a full systems diagnostic started an hour after that. So make sure you have completed your personization by then. As for the social, there is a meeting with Admiral Malloway later, let's decide after that." Locker suggested.
"You haven't seen Commander Grax by any chance?" Locker quaried.
Logan felt the blood drain from his face in an instant. He knew the name Commander Grax..
but that was all. Logan had not taken time yet to review the XO's service dossier. "I apologize Sir...but I would not know the Commander. I have not reviewed her file yet so I have no idea what she looks like."
Locker looked disappointed. But not at his chief of security.
"No worries chief. It has just been one of those days. Chief, I would like you to go over the specs of the weapons system as well. I want to work out an effective pre-set so we can be prepared for anything. Been part of 14th Fleet we need to be prepared. I have a few idea's in mind but need authority authorization from Admiral Malloway first."
Locker heard a bleep coming from his table computer. He turned around quickly and read the scree. It was a message from Admiral Malloway explaining that the stations comms were down and that he would see Locker during the meeting.
"I think for now Chief, carry on with your orders, go through the senior staff manifest so you know everyone. There is a meeting shortly so I expect you to be there with me." Locker ordered in a calm tone despite his annoyance from the days stress. He knew he couldn't ever take his stress out on his crew and he knew he would be able to handle the stresses. But this was still very new to him, been in command of a starship.
"I better head off to the meeting with Admiral Malloway!" Des thought to himeself.
Des made his way to Deck 8 to Transporter Room One.
"Chief, Transport me to the Starbase, get me within walking distance of the meeting location with Admiral Malloway." Locker ordered with a gentle yet assertive tone.
"Yes Captain..." The chief responded.
Des stood on the Transported Pad and within seconds he vanished in a blue stream of light. Transported to the Starbase the CO of the Firebrand found himself only a meter away from the entrance of the meeting room. He entered with boldness not sure what to expect.
TAG: All Firebrand crew who have not yet reported in, report in after the meeting with Malloway.
Captain's Ready Room
1645 hours
Logan crossed over into the Ready Room, the doors closing behind him with a loud pneumatic hiss. He was not accustomed to being offered a position without a face to face meeting first, so the situation was a trifle awkward. Frankly, given his checkered service history, Logan was surprised that any CO had been willing to take a chance on him. His history of fraternizing with others in his department did not typically sit well with COs; nonetheless, here he was standing in front of his newly minted commanding officer on a brand new vessel. Logan approached the desk and nodded crisply.
"Captain," he said calmly. "Logan Rockwell, reporting for duty as ordered."
Locker stood up and extended his hand... "Welcome on board the USS Firebrand Chief. FYI, I am not a Captain yet." Locker continued, "Commander Grax should be joining us shortly I hope. But in the mean time, I need a full report from you about the status of the Firebrands security. Including weapons on board, staff, preplanned strategies and if possible, full bio's of each member. Have you had a look at the tactical station on the bridge yet?
Locker realized he was sort of rushing this intro into orders already unintentionally.
"One more thing, I expect to see you here sometime within the next week for a proper social dinner. Or perhaps in 89Aft?"
Logan took the offered hand and shook it firmly. He released it, then settled into a relaxed stance with his hands folded behind his back. "My apologies, Sir. I was taught to address all Commanding Officers as Captain regardless of rank. If you order me not to, I will comply. I just see it as a term of respect." He paused briefly, running his left hand through his hair. "I have examined the Bridge Console, yes. Once my security codes are activated, I will configure it to my personal preferences." Logan smiled devilishly. "I'm pulling an
unscheduled inspection of all personnel and Armouries at 1700 today. You will have my report from that no later than 0800 tomorrow morning. And as for the social function...name the time and place and I will be there."
Locker smiled and looked at a PADD on his desk.
"That should be ok, I am wanting a full systems diagnostic started an hour after that. So make sure you have completed your personization by then. As for the social, there is a meeting with Admiral Malloway later, let's decide after that." Locker suggested.
"You haven't seen Commander Grax by any chance?" Locker quaried.
Logan felt the blood drain from his face in an instant. He knew the name Commander Grax..
but that was all. Logan had not taken time yet to review the XO's service dossier. "I apologize Sir...but I would not know the Commander. I have not reviewed her file yet so I have no idea what she looks like."
Locker looked disappointed. But not at his chief of security.
"No worries chief. It has just been one of those days. Chief, I would like you to go over the specs of the weapons system as well. I want to work out an effective pre-set so we can be prepared for anything. Been part of 14th Fleet we need to be prepared. I have a few idea's in mind but need authority authorization from Admiral Malloway first."
Locker heard a bleep coming from his table computer. He turned around quickly and read the scree. It was a message from Admiral Malloway explaining that the stations comms were down and that he would see Locker during the meeting.
"I think for now Chief, carry on with your orders, go through the senior staff manifest so you know everyone. There is a meeting shortly so I expect you to be there with me." Locker ordered in a calm tone despite his annoyance from the days stress. He knew he couldn't ever take his stress out on his crew and he knew he would be able to handle the stresses. But this was still very new to him, been in command of a starship.
"I better head off to the meeting with Admiral Malloway!" Des thought to himeself.
Des made his way to Deck 8 to Transporter Room One.
"Chief, Transport me to the Starbase, get me within walking distance of the meeting location with Admiral Malloway." Locker ordered with a gentle yet assertive tone.
"Yes Captain..." The chief responded.
Des stood on the Transported Pad and within seconds he vanished in a blue stream of light. Transported to the Starbase the CO of the Firebrand found himself only a meter away from the entrance of the meeting room. He entered with boldness not sure what to expect.
TAG: All Firebrand crew who have not yet reported in, report in after the meeting with Malloway.