Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Ready Room - Setting Up

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Ready Room - Setting Up

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Ready Room - Setting Up
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Cochrane stood in the Ready Room and looked around. It was an odd feeling, standing in his office. This room, and the others like it on every vessel he had served on, had always been the haven of the CO; that room that carried with it a feeling of enormous responsibility and and air of authority… at least to Alex, they had. And now he stood in one, one that he had to step into and try not to flounder. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment, and organized himself. Around him were a few crates: some had personal belongings; some had various Command-related materials such as texts, notebooks, and optical disks with information he had compiled in his career.

Opening his eyes, he began sorting through the things he had brought for this particular room. Form one crate came a series of books and more than a few mementos of his time in Star Fleet. These he either placed on one of the low shelves around the bulkhead of the room. A few pictures found their way onto the walls, but it was a singular piece he pulled forma box that grabbed his attention. A brass Ox, etched with Earth Asian symbols, was pulled form the crate and lovingly examined by Cochrane. This he placed on a shelf behind the desk, and he adjusted it more than a few to make sure it was placed in the exact correct spot. Once that was done, he stepped back into the middle of the room and surveyed his now-decorated space.

Cochrane, CO

As he settled into tasks about his ready room, a chirp came from his console indicating a new message. It was in the internal ship’s network from a Lt. Faye Calloway, who he may or may not recall was recently assigned to the ship as a Mission Specialist handling the Manhattan’s data, especially sensitive data. She could have just shown up at his office, but instead went about it a different way:

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To: Captain Cochrane, Alexander (Commanding Officer)
From: Lieutenant Calloway, Faye (Mission Specialist- Data)

Re: Meeting Request

Captain, I’d like to have a brief meeting with you when you can spare the time. I know your schedule is busy as you’ve just come aboard, but I do believe you will want to discuss my work sooner rather than later.

~Faye Calloway

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It was uncharacteristically polite, but also brief, which was what she preferred for these sorts of communications. She was also honest. He’d most definitely want to discuss her work before he had to deal with any of the potential consequences.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Cochrane looked at the message and arched an eyebrow. He looked up at the ceiling a moment. ‘Calloway… Calloway… oh, yes. Nothing like a whole new wrinkle on my first day. Thanks, Star Fleet.’ he mumbled to himself. Tapping his commbadge he said simply =/\=Lt. Calloway, please report to the Captain’s Ready room immediately. =/\=

Cochrane, CO

There was a moment of silence before her voice sounded through the comm. =/\=On my way, Calloway out.=/\=

Sitting there for a second, her face slipped into a frown. Well, if you want to play it that way, just remember you started it. Leaving the room, Faye was mentally grumbling to herself. She had put an extremely cautious and well-meaning foot forward by what was a simple request. It wasn’t demanding and was meant to convey that she was open to what their meeting might bring. And then he crushed it by exercising power. Right then, well, all she could do was do as he told her to and try not to let her irked feeling seep into the conversation. But anyone who had ever had a less than pleasant moment with Calloway knew that that was a tall order, even on the best of days.

Arriving at the ready room, Faye tapped the chime and took a deep and calming breath. Long game, Calloway, play the long game.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

“Come in, please.” came a slightly British accented voice form the other side and the door slid open. A somewhat tall man, Cochrane came around the desk and extended his hand, his eyes locking onto hers and a friendly smile crossed his features. “Lieutenant Calloway. a pleasure. Thank you for coming on such short notice. I apologize if I pulled you off anything pressing.” and he watched as the door slid closed and then said “I wanted to speak with you as soon as I could. I was informed that you would be letting me know about your particular role on board, and I didn’t want any cross-communication interfering in what it is you are doing. Please have a seat. Something to drink?”

Cochrane, CO

Her stormy grey-green eyes took him in critically and she certainly didn’t return the smile as she shook his hand. Though she was on the slimmer side for her height, she was stronger than she looked. “Nothing for me,” Faye said simply. Such short notice? I damn well requested the meeting and you ordered me here. Jerk.

Taking a seat in one of the chairs at the desk, Faye adopted the most civil expression she could. “Well, since I asked if I could fill you in sooner rather than later, it did seem appropriate.”

Leaning back slightly, she forced herself to relax a bit. Not only did it convey body language he would interpret in a socially constructive way, but she had to remember that she had other things she needed to accomplish during this meeting. “How much were you told about my assignment to the Manhattan?” she asked simply.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist