Posted Jan. 14, 2021, 7:18 a.m. by Lieutenant Pretha Oberon (Security Officer / CRIT Leader) (Melissa Aragon)
Posted by Lieutenant Luke Wyatt (Chief of Security) in Side Sim - The Envelope, Please. - (Tag ALL Crew)
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim - The Envelope, Please. - (Tag ALL Crew)
Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim - The Envelope, Please. - (Tag ALL Crew)
The sound of a Boatswain whistle sounded throughout the Manhattan, followed by the Captain’s voice.=/\= Crew and residents of the USS Manhattan, this is your Captain speaking.=/\= There was a pause for a moment, and then Cochrane continued. =/\= Well… we’ve certainly had a time of it over the past few weeks. But I am happy to report that we all made it through with flying colors. I want to thank all you for your diligence and professionalism while we sorted out some… well… let’s just say that the Manhattan will be doing its own dirty laundry from now on, not anyone else’s. So, to celebrate and commemorate that fact, we will be having a party. Ship wide. That will follow a very special awards ceremony in the new arboretum at 1900 hours this evening. Dress uniforms for all officers and enlisted. Civilian dress is formal black tie. As we cannot fit everyone on board in such a space, the ceremony will be broadcast throughout the ship. The after-party will be held in the lounge, Officer’s Mess, and Cargo bay. Attendance at the awards ceremony is mandatory for all Department Heads and Officers. Viewing is mandatory for all others. Thank you, and I look forward to seeing everyone dressed up tonight. Cochrane out. =/\=
At 1830, Cochrane arrived in the arboretum. It had been staged according to his directions. A stage had been set up in the center of the space, on which stood a single podium. He inspected the risers and then he looked around for any of his crew.
Cochrane, CO
OOC: This is the new garden for everyone’s reference: https://www.star-fleet.com/core/stf1/manhattan/posts/116416/
IC:
Faye saw the message and groaned. While she had gotten better at not having panic attacks in group settings, she certainly didn’t like them. Besides, she had been essentially hiding out in her quarters until things sorted themselves out and the rest of the crew really didn’t know anything. She surmised that if people realized she was out of the brig, they probably assumed she was confined to quarters, and surprisingly for the time being she had been okay with that assumption.With a scowl set on her face, Faye went to get ready.
~Faye Calloway, Disgruntled Party-goer :P
Just what Luke needed, a party amongst all the work he had to catch up on and all the drunk crew he may have to deal with later down the line he wondered if he’d actually get some downtime, being so far from the Alpha Quadrant seemed to have some kind of effect on peoples discipline, his included. Standing up he closed his computer system down and moved across from the small desk in his room and to where he stored his clothes, “I suppose I should show up at least” He told himself throwing open the door to his closet.
- Luke Wyatt
Pretha hated gatherings. Unfortunately, she had originally been set to be on watch at the time of the soiree but had swapped with another Security Officer so he could be with his new baby that evening. That left her, sadly, able and forced to attend. She hadn’t checked on Faye in a while and so it was, about quarter till the appointed hour, she found herself at Faye’s door, tapping the chime, wondering if the two of them could, perhaps, sit in the back and depart as soon as was allowed.
Lt Pretha Oberon
Sec/CRIT Ldr
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