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Cobb and Gil Containment tour - Durheim and a Security Officer required

Posted April 11, 2021, 8:55 p.m. by Warrant Officer Jonathan Durheim (Chief Engineering Officer (Incoming)) (William Deaton)

Posted by Ensign Luna (Security Officer /RTF) in Cobb and Gil Containment tour - Durheim and a Security Officer required

Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in Cobb and Gil Containment tour - Durheim and a Security Officer required
Considering the pair were now retracing their steps to the most dangerous part of the ship, one might have expected an anxious caution in the movements of Zachariah Cobb. And indeed, the Leviathan’s commanding officer was no fool - he understood fully the lethality of the entities locked up on their containment deck and the penalty to be paid for underestimating their capacity for harm. But still, as he lead Gil back into a turbolift, the only emotion evident in the burly captain was one of curious joy.

=^= Mr Durheim =^= he announced into his commbadge as the pair continued their approach, =^= I am about to show your new engineer around the main containment deck. Perhaps you would like to join us? =^=

=/\=Ah; yes Mr. Cobb - I will be there shortly.=/\=

Reaching deck 13, Cobb rounded the corner and, at the sight of the stationed security officer, stopped short. Another tap of his commbadge and he added, =^= This is the captain requesting a security escort for a tour of the containment deck. =^=

  • Captain Zachariah Cobb

=/\= I’m on my way there for a patrol I can escorted you Captain=/\=

About 5 minutes later Ensign Luna rounded a corner. ” Hi Captain Gill” she said with a smile.
Ensign Luna

“Mr. Cobb! Oh, Miss Luna; it is good to see you both; I hope you both are doing well.” The familiar, chipper voice sounded from behind the small group; announcing the arrival of the newly-minted chief engineer. A faint scent of smoke and burnt electronics wafted from him; his scorched metal limbs and freshly-blackened clothes indicated that something had likely gone awry, but his grin was wide on his face, and none the worse for wear.

As he approached, his eyes settled on the third individual; looking up into the unrecognized face. The grin dissipated, replaced by an expression of curiosity directed first at Mr. Cobb, before settling onto the face of the new engineer. Recognition quickly formed in his eyes - (Jonathan did remember the personnel file crossing his desk, though he hadn’t had much time to review it). “This… You are Mr. Gil, correct?” It was hard to discern if that was a question or a statement, but even behind the thick, ever-present goggles, it was clear that a response was expected.

WO Durheim; CE


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