Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dael Stadi (Chief Engineer) in Side Simm - Staff Meeting (All DH’s)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Henry Rodier (Chief of Security) in Side Simm - Staff Meeting (All DH’s)

Posted by Commander Aaron Foley (Executive Officer) in Side Simm - Staff Meeting (All DH’s)
With the last mission finally wrapped up, and cadets starting to rotate in and out, Aaron figured it was the perfect chance to sit down with all of the Department Heads. Check if there was anything they needed, and just in general make sure they were taken care of. And there was no better time then the present.

Reaching up, Aaron tapped his commbadge. =^= Foley to all Department Heads. Please report to the briefing room in 1630. Thank you. =^=

Looking up at the clock, that gave all of the department heads about 30 minutes to wrap up whatever projects they were working on at the end of their shift, before heading up to the briefing room. For Aaron that meant he had just enough time to grab a cup of coffee before heading over.

Cmdr. Foley - XO

Henry received the message, glanced at the clock on the wall nearest him, and sighed. Of all days to finish early, he thought. And not only finish early, but grab the longest dinner you can find. For, in fact, he was currently sitting in one of the Challenger’s common rooms, about halfway through a pomegranate salad. This particular common room also happened to be nearly within sight of the briefing room, since it was primarily for officers. And with - he glanced again at the clock - 29 minutes until his reporting time and other officers beginning to enter off-shift, all of them vying for his seat, he wasn’t sure exactly what to do.

Because, you see, Henry Rodier’s quarters were (much to his annoyance) located in the Crew Quarters section of the ship - he still hadn’t figured out if this was a clerical error or some procedural thing regarding his rapid promotion, but he hadn’t yet gotten around to bringing it up to the XO or Captain. That meant that returning to his quarters would require him to go all the way down to Deck 9, which he knew took about 7 and a half minutes total. Going back to his office on Deck 7, meanwhile, would take a solid 6 minutes. And with - he glanced down, evaluating his meal - about 12 minutes of salad left, that left him with… sigh.

Henry’s specialty was coming up with efficient solutions, and he knew he was pretty damn good at it. But every so often, being “good at it” meant he knew that neither a 15 minute or 12 minute round trip was worth it out of a total of 16 minutes.

And so it came to be that Chief of Security Henry Rodier spent 16 minutes standing awkwardly just down the hall from the briefing room, trying his best to be inconspicuous and cursing his time management skills.

~ Lt. jr. gr. Rodier - CoS

“Rings of Betazed!” Dael cried out holding his head where he had hit it. He’d been neck deep in an EPS conduit inside one of the Challenger’s many Jefferie’s tubes when his commbadge had gone off. He had been so focused on his work, easily tuning out the rest of the world that the chirping of his badge had startled him into introducing his head to the low bulkhead. Normally that kind of focus was something he enjoyed, allowing him to even filter out the constant barrage of thoughts and feelings life on a starship could bring for a telepath. Rubbing his head, he was realizing it wasn’t always a benefit.

A few moments later and with the preventative maintenance complete, he replaced the panel and shuffled out to the tube’s access hatch. In the deck’s hallway, he checked the chronometer on a nearby panel and found he had still had enough time to make it to the Commander’s meeting. He rolled his uniform sleeves back down, not exactly clean and crisp but it’d have to do, picked his toolkit from off the ground and made his way to the nearest turbolift.

Exiting the lift, Dael made his way to the briefing room and found the ship’s Chief of Security just outside the door. “Evening, Lieutenant, everything going well in security I hope? You’ll be happy to know I’ve made a point to make it clear to my staff that virus or no, my Engineering deck isn’t a fight club. Should hopefully help in the future.” he said with a grin as he made his way into the briefing room and sitting down.

-Lt. jg Dael Stadi, CE

Aaron was at the Biolab when his commbadge chirped, finalizing the last detail about the new vaccine to the virus that almost took down the entire crew, validating the research papers, and running the last tests. So far, Aaron was quite proud of the result, and he was thinking about giving a name for the vaccine. But his thoughts were interrupted with the XO orders.
He quickly informed his staff about the reunion at the briefing room, traded his protective glasses for his normal ones, and leaves the lab.

The briefing room was just a deck above the laboratory, and Aaron was there in a moment. The first thing he saw was Rodier waiting outside the room, standing next to the doors. Aaron couldn’t help but feel impressed by the Lieutenant’s presence, almost intimidated.

He nodded at him as he approached him with a smile: “Good to see you, Lieutenant! Has anyone shown up yet ?”

Lieutenant JG Aaron Williams