Post-Sim: It's Shore Leave, Baby! [All welcome!]

Posted Sept. 15, 2021, 12:53 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade V'alura Belmont (Chief Science Officer) (Abigail G)

Posted by Commodore Drudoc Andone (Commanding Officer) in Post-Sim: It’s Shore Leave, Baby! [All welcome!]

”..We’ll have to schedule a quick debrief meeting after this. Suffice to say it was hardly a boring mission.” She said.

After a moment an NE came up to Andone. “..The podium is ready for you ma’am.” She said.

Nodding to the NE Drudoc looked to her XO. “..If you’ll pardon me I need to gather up everyone.” She said.

Tapping the mic Drudoc waited till everyone was looking her way. “..If I could have everyone’s attention please? If you could all take your seats I got some things to say to everyone in attendance.” She said.

Drudoc Andone CO

“Of course.” As she said as she took her seat and looked a little confused on what’s going on as she took her attention to her.

Ensign Logan

Zarus took their seat and patiently waited for the CO’s address.


Demil entered the room in full dress uniform. He looked apologetically at V’alura and said by way of explanation “The scientists said I should come meet people, they had it for a few hours. I apologize for not getting directly to your orders.”

V’alura had finished her first round of the room when the captain took to the podium and addressed the gathered crew. She took a seat near the room entrance to catch those late arrivals. “Oh don’t worry about that,” V’alura assured one such new arrival, Ensign Demil. “Take a seat and enjoy the party.” Then she sat back and waited to hear their captain speak.

V’alura Belmont

Masi quickly grabbed a drink and found her seat, anticipating the Captain’s remarks.


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”..I am glad to see so many familiar faces, as well as new ones as well!..” Drudoc began smiling and looking around to the assembled large crowd.

”..As some of you know our last mission was quite a jolt for us all. Being sent to the far reaching GN-z11 galaxy. I know many of you doubted in those two weeks we might ever find a means back. But this crew did the impossible! We not only returned safely intact but we did not lower ourselves to the whims of the Continuum. We also gathered a wealth of knowledge and information on that small region we were in that I am told will be keeping sciences all over the Federation a buzz for months or more to come!..” She went on.

”..With those efforts I want to recognize some of the faces who lead much of that effort. Ensign V’alura Belmont step forward!” She called.

Huh. V’alura stared dumbly at the captain for a brief moment. Surely. . . No way. In a daze she stood and stepped forward as told. To use an expression her momma was deeply fond of: What in tarnation.

Once the ensign was before her Drudoc smiled. “..Ensign your take charge attitude whether you saw it or not was a driving force to assemble the needed crew and information for the Thought Drive we invented. As well as for the care of Hope. With this in mind you are to assume command of the Ark Angel’s Science department as its new department head, with that comes a field promotion to the rank of Lieutenant Junior Grade. Congratulations to you..” She said.

Drudoc Andone CO

Pinch me I’m dreaming. Wait, no, not dreaming. She must be trapped in some sort of fever dream. “Th-thank you.” She said, mouth on auto-pilot while her brain caught up. Not dreaming. And last she checked that Q vanished without so much as a by your leave. So no cosmic being shenanigans. This is actually happening. For the first time in a long while, she felt completely at a loss. Her gaze drifted from the captain to the gathered crowd. It wasn’t stage fright. God no. It was uncertainty that coiled around her gut. V’alura pulled a beatific smile from her bank of expressions and said, “I am honored by this promotion. I promise to lead the science department to the best of my ability.”

She flashed one last smile and returned to her seat. Outwardly, she was calm and relaxed. Inwardly, she struggled to contain all her feelings. Uncertainty warred with fear. Could she really do this? Was she truly capable? Keep it together. Keep it together until you can get alone and think.

V’alura Belmont, CSO

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