Posted June 14, 2021, 11:36 a.m. by Chief Warrant Officer Kodek Vonn (RTF Commander) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Ensign Juliet Anders (Security Officer /RTF) in Knock knock… Jewels meets the RTF Cmdr
Things had been sideways the last week. Between checking in, herself, and the new RTF Commander’s arrival, she hadn’t actually gotten around to officially meeting him. After the training with the rest of RTF yesterday in the holodeck, she realized it was time to bite the discomfort and just do it.She was in her regular ship uniform, but it was one meant for check ins and meetings. It was clean and crisp and inspection ready to the last detail. She wasn’t about to show up in coveralls and expect the man to take her seriously in her position. As she walked the final yards to his door, she continued to roll things in her head. She knew she would tell him about her abilities. It would be wrong not to. But the question was, how was he going to take the omission in her records that he had access to? The Security Chief hadn’t been happy, but had accepted it. But this wasn’t just anyone, this was a Breen. While she had never met any, she had interacted with them in the past. But only on the sidelines type of way. She had been on a mission and they had been part of another group. Well, two had been part of another team. So she had nodded to them after the briefing but had no other interaction with them. She knew they had skills even ‘she’ envied. Perhaps she could learn from him… it was possible, she hoped.
There were rumors of him on the ship already. Most didn’t like the idea of him being aboard. And one or two thought he should be housed with the ‘anomalies’. To her, especially since he was positioned as her supervisor, he was just another crewmember. He just happened to be one she would have to get to know on a deeper scale than most.
Before she could finish the thought, she tucked an errant strand of ebon hair behind her ear and palmed the door to his office. Computer had relayed he was here. She just hoped that hadn’t changed in the last fifteen minutes.
Ens Juliet “Jewels” Anders
RTF
The door slid open silently to reveal the most spartan-looking office ever. A desk and two chairs in front of it. A very long rifle standing in the corner. And seated at the desk, unmoving, the Breen. There was no motion, no movement. As Anders came in the voice from the helmet said “Ensign. How may I be of assistance?”
Vonn, RCO
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