Posted Feb. 26, 2021, 12:11 p.m. by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) (Jennifer Ward)
Posted by Chief Warrant Officer Kodek Vonn (RTF Commander) in RCO Office - Interviews and Understandings Part II (TAG Synthi-er)
Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in RCO Office - Interviews and Understandings Part II (TAG Synthi-er)
Posted by Chief Warrant Officer Kodek Vonn (RTF Commander) in RCO Office - Interviews and Understandings Part II (TAG Synthi-er)
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After one interview was complete, Vonn immediately sent for the next RTF member. This time, the computer chirped and said =/\= Counselor. When you are free, the RCO asks that you meet in the RCO office as soon as possible. =/\= Vonn already had dealings with the Lieutenant, and while it wasn’t hostile; they certainly had some communication obstacles to work through.Vonn, RTF CO
Over the comm came a male voice, =^=RCO Vonn, this is crewman Dean. Lt Synthi-er is in an appt but will be done in 10 and will report immediately after.=^= Dean was the administrative assistant, or scheduling genius, for the counseling staff. He always tried to inform the other crew of what was going on so, that in this case, the new Breen officer didn’t think he was being ignored.
15 minutes later, Casela appeared in front of the RCO office door. She’d had a good working relationship with the aging Bajoran, Manhattan, even though he’d futily attempted to make her into something she was not. He was a good leader and had courage to spare. She had no doubt that courage, such as it were, would ever fail Vonn, if he was a good leader remained to be seen. Being a leader and being a fighter were different things. She pressed the chime to the office and waited for permission to enter.
Lt Synthi-er, KAI9 HandlerThe door slid open when the chime was pressed. The office was an empty space at the moment, containing little more than a desk, three chairs, and a view screen. Four large crates with top of the line locks and access readers sat on the far side of the room from the desk, and the rifle that had been slung over their shoulder on their arrival stood in the corner by Vonn, immobile as ever, who sat behind the desk.
“Sit, Lieutenant. I wish to speak with you about your role within the RTF. Specifically, if you wish to continue as part of the team under my command. Should you wish not to continue, I will ensure that your record bears no negative mark for your declining.” and the helmet simply held its position fixed on her, waiting on her response
Vonn, RTF CO
Casela sat, and did him the courtesy of thinking about her answer. “For my part, I have no problem working under your command. With the understanding that I fill many roles on board, and have many duties, that may take precedence over my duties for RTF. It’s a very fine line and though ideally there would not be conflicts they do happen.”
“Now the real question is, should I? When Cpt Manhattan went missing I got placed to fill in for him. It’s not my wheel house or my expertise and not something I ever wanted or want to do again. But there is the chance they will always look at me before complying. I would hope that will not be the case, but I do not want to undermine your authority. However, if you choose to keep me on, I’ll be on medical leave for 2 weeks starting in 4 days.”
Lt Synthi-er, KAI9 HandlerVonn looked at her for a moment and then said “Do you feel your presence on the team will be a distraction to others? Or serve to undermine the chain of command?”
Vonn, RTF CO
“For the beta shift team, Black Devils, as they were named, no. They will judge you on your own actions and make their own judgements. The rest of the department, I can’t vouch for. Cpt Manhattan was in the process of weeding out those who caused dissention, but was getting pushback from ARU command about it. It is more likely they will use me as an excuse to cause dissention, but there or not, they will do it anyway.” She remembered Manhattan had said the Alpha shift officers were the worst about it. For whatever reason ARU command had refused to transfer them or replace them. Manhattan had resorted to shifting schedules and seperating the trouble makers. They had been in her office, or on her deck anyway, many times. But as they had all, from Cobb down to the lowest rank, found ARU command didn’t care much about what would make the ship more efficient, they just liked to push their weight around.
Lt Synthi-er, CNS
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