08-05-2014, 01:13 PM
USS Firebrand
Various Locations
2025 hours
It was time for a little down-time, all the information passed out in the briefing was over-load to say the least. The bog-standard look of the conference room the briefing had been held in got tedious to look at after a while, not that people's attention would have been swayed from concentrating on the Admiral as he spoke. And so, the interior of the Sovereign-class Firebrand was welcoming to the eyes; her sleek design, subtle and professional corridors as everything intertwined together, the ever so gentle hum of the ship herself. It was something one could get used to, that was for sure. It would take time, having been used to the Braveheart, but Donald was sure the Firebrand would make a good home, not just for himself but for the entire crew as well.
Having finished his short conversation with his daughter, and very short it was too, Donald had proceeded to look up the file on the Commanding Officer. Junior in rank to himself - infact, no, Donald was technically retired so held no official rank - merely Junior in experience perhaps? But then, that could open to debate itself. The Lieutenant Commander seemed very adept at what he did; Counsellor in background and now into command he would certainly be able to keep the needs of his crew in mind - a skill that would serve them all well.
But now, having finished being nosey, the Retired Captain had taken to walking the corridors, smiling in greeting to the officers and crew as they all walked on by. Many were engineers, obviously completing the newer design upgrades to the Sovereign. Donald himself had seen the proposed upgrades before he had left the Braveheart and his commission behind - they were certainly impressive, and he was envious of the new officers in direct control of these specialities. With this new refit, on all vessels it seemed, an additional deck had been installed - solely for Hazard or Marine Operations, depending on the class. A small chuckle passed up Donald's throat and out his mouth as he reminisced on the early days of Hazard Teams, how far they had come now and definitely an asset to starship crews. He would be interested to meet the new Hazard Team CO for sure, see his take on the current Security protocols and how he would adapt his procedures to suit all.
But alas, this was his first destination - the Mess Hall. Subconsciously arriving it would have seemed, as Donald now found himself sat at a table with a mug of coffee and traditional Earth Danish Pastry before him. He smiled. Content.
TAG: Anyone
Various Locations
2025 hours
It was time for a little down-time, all the information passed out in the briefing was over-load to say the least. The bog-standard look of the conference room the briefing had been held in got tedious to look at after a while, not that people's attention would have been swayed from concentrating on the Admiral as he spoke. And so, the interior of the Sovereign-class Firebrand was welcoming to the eyes; her sleek design, subtle and professional corridors as everything intertwined together, the ever so gentle hum of the ship herself. It was something one could get used to, that was for sure. It would take time, having been used to the Braveheart, but Donald was sure the Firebrand would make a good home, not just for himself but for the entire crew as well.
Having finished his short conversation with his daughter, and very short it was too, Donald had proceeded to look up the file on the Commanding Officer. Junior in rank to himself - infact, no, Donald was technically retired so held no official rank - merely Junior in experience perhaps? But then, that could open to debate itself. The Lieutenant Commander seemed very adept at what he did; Counsellor in background and now into command he would certainly be able to keep the needs of his crew in mind - a skill that would serve them all well.
But now, having finished being nosey, the Retired Captain had taken to walking the corridors, smiling in greeting to the officers and crew as they all walked on by. Many were engineers, obviously completing the newer design upgrades to the Sovereign. Donald himself had seen the proposed upgrades before he had left the Braveheart and his commission behind - they were certainly impressive, and he was envious of the new officers in direct control of these specialities. With this new refit, on all vessels it seemed, an additional deck had been installed - solely for Hazard or Marine Operations, depending on the class. A small chuckle passed up Donald's throat and out his mouth as he reminisced on the early days of Hazard Teams, how far they had come now and definitely an asset to starship crews. He would be interested to meet the new Hazard Team CO for sure, see his take on the current Security protocols and how he would adapt his procedures to suit all.
But alas, this was his first destination - the Mess Hall. Subconsciously arriving it would have seemed, as Donald now found himself sat at a table with a mug of coffee and traditional Earth Danish Pastry before him. He smiled. Content.
TAG: Anyone
Quote:Captain (Retired) Donald McGriff