Side Sim - Oh, my head! Juliet check in with Sec DH

Posted Nov. 24, 2020, 2:39 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Surda (Chief of Security / RTF) (Leonora V)

Posted by Ensign Juliet Anders (Security Officer /RTF) in Side Sim - Oh, my head! Juliet check in with Sec DH

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Surda (Chief of Security / RTF) in Side Sim - Oh, my head! Juliet check in with Sec DH

Posted by Ensign Juliet Anders (Security Officer /RTF) in Side Sim - Oh, my head! Juliet check in with Sec DH
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Once finished with the XO and cleaned up a bit from her travels, she headed for the Department Head. Last thing she wanted was the Command Staff to be jilted into doing something they didn’t like, because of her. She seriously doubted the man would force training on the CO and XO because of her, but she wasn’t willing to place any bets on it.

Heading to the Security Offices, she stepped in and announced herself to the Ensign at the desk. “Ensign Anders here to check in.” She just wanted to get thru this ordeal, then medical and Psych so she could stretch out on a real bed after a real shower.

Ensign Juliet Anders
((PS… remember, save for height, apparently she’s a dead ringer for Cas… lol))

The Ensign’s eyes widened and he grinned. “Oh thank the gods you’re here! The chief said I could leave as soon as you showed up!” He got up and led her to Surda’s door, then pressed the chime. “Chief, that Ensign you’ve been waiting for is here!” He then opened the door and waved her through.

Surda looked up as Juliet entered and smiled. “Welcome to my lair.” She knew how people reacted to seeing an Orion, much less an Orion in a Starfleet uniform. She picked up the dried leaves that had been sitting on her desk and swallowed them, then gestured for Juliet to come sit down. “You’re earlier than I expected. Rahuul make you run?” The man certainly knew she had been joking, but he might have decided to keep up the image of the scary CoS.
-Surda, CoS

Juliet had worked with Orion males before. But she’d never worked with a female, much less for one. Thankfully, she’s known a couple and wasn’t intimidated. Perhaps it was also that she had the supervisor by at least a couple inches and several pounds. She knew enough not to let that be her bolster, though. If this woman was full Orion, she could end up on the Chief’s wrong side, quickly. And even if she had no abilities cause of mixed blood, til she knew for sure, physically she wouldn’t write the JG off dismissively.

“No, ma’am. But I didn’t think it would be right that I be known as the one who got the Command Staff punished by the Security Chief.” She smiled, but it was more diplomatic than sincere. “How I’m not interrupting lunch, or anything.” She nodded to where the leaves had been.


Surda grinned. “Just my daily poisons.” She wasn’t even joking there. “Don’t worry about it, Rahuul knows I would never make him train with my people without good reason.” Surda straightened up in her chair and studied Juliet. “So, I’m your new chief. Yes, I am Orion, and yes, I mean that kind of Orion. I joined Starfleet 11 years ago. And yes, the rumors are true, I was once a Pirate in the Orion Syndicate.” Everything people wanted to know in 10 sentences or less. “Tell me a bit about yourself.” She liked to know at least two things about all of her officers.
OOC: Feel free to drop in on “Fostering Friendships.” All Security and RTF are invited, so you qualify twice!
-Surda, CoS

To her surprise, Juliet liked her new supervisor. A small grin untitled the edge of her lip as she chocked her head a moment in thought before answering. “I prefer whiskey as my poison. Yes I’m from that unit of Spec Ops. And yes I got busted though I, personally, never did any of the things we were accused of. And I have no problem with any Orions. Not even that kind.” Juliet smiled.

“Well, I appreciate that.” Surda smiled back. Most people didn’t care beyond the odd rude question every now and then.

“Other than that, there isn’t much to know, ma’am. I’ll work hard and prove that no matter what lane in my records, I’m a good security officer and won’t let you down.” The fleeting smile was gone and the guarded mind of the young woman was back in place.


Surda snorted. “Ok, number 1, records aren’t good for much. Number 2, I don’t expect you to work any harder than anyone else.” She stopped laughing, suddenly serious. “I know, better than most, what it’s like to have… dark things in your past, even things you aren’t directly responsible for.” She had read Juliet’s complete file, and some parts had been scarily reminiscent of her time with the Syndicate. “I know Starfleet says to go to a counselor if you want to talk, but if you ever feel like something a little less official, you’re part of my department now, and that means something here.” People found Orion values strange, believing that love and loyalty were replaced with duty and profit, but every Orion had a responsibility to anyone who worked under them. “This department is the closest thing to a family some of us get.” Juliet wouldn’t be the first person to take Surda up on the offer either. She meant it when she said her door was open for everything.
-Surda, CoS

When the Orion went serious, Juliet did as well. But her posture, just for the blink of an eye, relaxed a moment as if caught off guard, when the offer of coming to Surda instead of the Counselor, put before her. For just that instant, a momentary look of confusion passed behind her eyes.

“With all due respect, ma’am, just what IS up with this ship? The XO meets me upon arrival. You say this department is like family, a comment I’ve heard more than once in reference to this ship. And familiarity between the ranks seems to lend itself the impression that,” she paused for a moment then changed her mind and plunged on, “wel, that Fleet rules are pretty much out the air lock in regards to the running of the ship. Just how relaxed is this ship? I ask because, after what I’ve been thru, I honestly expected someplace run with far more regimen and definitely not family like in feeling.” Not that I’d know family if they punched me in the gut, she added silently to herself.

Sec/ RTF

Surda paused for a moment, thinking of how the ship was run. “I won’t lie to you, we’re all here because we didn’t fit anywhere else.” She thought of what she had heard some people say about how they had ended up on the Leviathan. “Some people say that we’re people Starfleet wanted quietly out of the way. People expected to die on every mission. And that that’s why we run the ship however we want.” Surda shrugged. “I think that they put us all together because we are people with life experiences that don’t lend themselves to the usual ship, but make us far too valuable to let go. We don’t have to listen to red tape because the Admiralty knows we do best without it.” Surda smiled at Juliet, giving no indication that she had been thinking about her own past. “I was going to tell you you don’t have to call me ma’am, but I thought that might be a lot for your first day here.”

Surda leaned forward, studying Juliet intently. She didn’t make an effort to hide her scrutiny, then seemed to suddenly make a decision. “I’ve been here all day. If you’re not too busy,” Surda knew she wasn’t of course. She assigned things personally. “Why don’t you take a walk with me?” Juliet had clearly expected an assignment akin to a prison sentence, and the Leviathan would take some getting used to. What better way than to shadow her DH?
-Surda, CoS

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