Posted Aug. 2, 2019, 11:44 a.m. by Commander Ardashir "Jack" Creed (Executive Officer / CIO) (Steven Sigle)
Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Check-in with the XO (Tag Commander Creed)
Posted by Lieutenant Celina Rodriguez (Chief Tactical Officer) in Check-in with the XO (Tag Commander Creed)
Posted by Commander Ardashir “Jack” Creed (Executive Officer / CIO) in Check-in with the XO (Tag Commander Creed)
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Ensign Baht hesitated before stating “deck two” in the turbolift. As it ascended, the bolian man ran a hand along his bald blue head, tracing his cartilage ridge with his palm. Shon had never been on a Manhattan-class ship before, and he was no engineer, so when the ship’s specs had not been more helpful with identifying the location of Commander Creed’s office, he had decided that the XO’s quarters would be the best place to start his search. Shon’s extroverted nature would have normally encouraged him to simply ask another crew member, but he had worried about assumptions that might be made about why he was seeking the executive officer’s council so soon after boarding.“Celina, we are not going to be going on any more adventures with any of them. I love your brothers but when we say yes to them they get crazy ideas. I can’t keep bailing your family out just cause we are getting married. So no… we are not going to hunting for a great white pyrness cat shark so Cesar can propose to his girlfriend with it… I mean… is that even a real animal?” Jack asked as he leaned back in his chair as he looked over at Celina, spread out on the couch as he was certain she wasn’t even listening at this moment.
“Why do you have to always think things are going to go badly? I mean was Deltana really that bad,” she emphasized the word that and tired to look relaxed as she furiously typed out a message to her brother half way across the sector.
=/\=Seriously Cesar you told Jack about the car shark?=/\=
=/\= Cee mi hemano and I have a solid relationship. You don’t need to be jealous=/\=
=/\= Cesar you made him walk a plank. A plank! He is an executive officer and not Mr. Smee. I am pretty sure his comment about if there is anything ever you need when we left you at the spaceport was pure sarcasm. =/\=
“Baby you know how they look up to you. I mean the eldest brother is a revered spot in Hispanic households and both Cesar and Juan look at you like you are the head of the family and you are Persian. Says a lot about how they look at you,” Celina tried to smooth the situation over. Her leg might be sprawled over the arm of the couch indicating she was completely relaxed but her mind was racing.
=/\=. Celina. Jack and I made an agreement. He gets me the cat shark and I throw him a bachelor party with Chewie, Santiago, Edwardo, he will never forget.=/\=
“Um Jack,” Celina looked up a bit concerned. The crew as her brothers called themselves back home was probably not the best group to plan a bachelor party.
Shon poked his head out of the turbolift and nervously glanced from one end of the curved corridor to the other, relieved when he saw no one was passing by. Walking quickly and feeling quite out of place, Ensign Baht made his way down the hallway searching for a room labeled as the XO’s office. If he found it, he’d straighten his shirt before pressing the call button. If not, he’d continue his search until he found the XO’s quarters and complete the process. And if the XO was nowhere to be found on this floor, Ensign Baht would shyly head to the bridge.
(Ensign Baht, Medical)
“Hold that thought… just… sit.” Jack said as he got up from the chair before looking back at for a second. “And for God sake sit up, lord you look like this is a pleasure lounge.” he shouted at her as he hit the panel on his door to open and see who was waiting for him.
Creed, XO
“Baby,” she swung her legs down and licked her lips to moisten them. “I think we should,” she started to say but was silenced as jack opened the door.
Lt Celina Rodriguez. CTO
The door slid open to reveal a nervously-smiling Ensign Baht. As he looked up, and up, into the face of the much taller man in front of him, Shon shrunk slightly as his shoulders hiked. He took a small step backwards.
“I’m s-sorry, Commander,” Shon stuttered bashfully, “I am just now realizing that showing up unannounced to your personal quarters is very inappropriate and to hopefully avoid further damage to your first impression of me, I will excuse myself…” Ensign Baht resisted the urge to look past Creed to see the source of the other voice he had heard as he backed away, but just barely.
(Ensign Baht, Medical)
OOC: Just as a note you said this was my office, which isn’t meant to be my crew quarters as I would have a separate place. As it is Kate’s character does sometimes lounge in Jack’s office so that is why I placed here in here.
IC: “Ensign, don’t… it’s okay this is my open office hours you are more than free to come by, lord knows Ms Rodriguez takes full advantage of that.” Jack said as he gave her a slide glance as he stepped aside to let the Ensign in through the door if he wished.
Creed, XO
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