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Conference Room - CRIT... And So It Begins (Tag XO, ALL DH's, MANDATORY)

Posted July 5, 2020, 8:15 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) (D Grisham)

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Conference Room - CRIT… And So It Begins (Tag XO, ALL DH’s, MANDATORY)

Posted by Commander Ardashir “Jack” Creed (Executive Officer / CIO) in Conference Room - CRIT… And So It Begins (Tag XO, ALL DH’s, MANDATORY)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade K’sang Duras (Chief Science Officer) in Conference Room - CRIT… And So It Begins (Tag XO, ALL DH’s, MANDATORY)
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Cochrane reviewed the final approval and the last communication from Commander Mardusk. It was all in order and had the blessings of several Commanding Officers and higher up Brass. He grinned and activated the comms.

=^= Attention all Department Heads and Executive Officer. Mandatory meeting. Conference room. Thirty minutes. Cochrane out.=^= and he stood and left his office and made his way to the meeting.

Cochrane, CO

K’sang could be heard down the corridor on his way to the board room, “Hu’tegh, that was a bumpy ride. Spitting me out like baktag half way across the galaxy, wejpuH. NuqDaq ‘oH puchpa”e’? YlDoghQo’, you’re already here!” He continued to grumble, “Nuqneh, K’sang? A hot meal?” Abruptly K’sang stopped in his tracks to an audiable thunk as he walked head first into the doorway. Pausing for a moment he frantically started poking the access pad, “Lojmlt ylpoSmoH De’ wI? … I said open the..” The door slid open revealing a Klingon with an intense expression worthy of Gowron himself.
LTJG. K’sang (Oncoming CSO)

Ardashir came in with the sent of his coffee, Celina not far behind as she seemed to be dragging far more than usual. Looking over Ardashir saw K’Sang and had to stop for a minute, he remembered reading a report of a new officer but he must have skipped the Klingon part. Though in Ardashir’s defense, he was trying to plan his wedding to Celina and she wouldn’t stop asking him about tier cakes and color themes to have when he was wanting to just focus on the work at hand.

“You must be the new CSO?” Ardashir asked as he walked past the main as he sat down near the captain as he nodded at Cocrahne as he got settled in. “Commander Ardashir Creed…” Ardashir said softly with a nod as he took a long sip of the coffee as he tilted his head, wondering just where Celina was. They got off the lift together and like some dog chasing a squirrel as usual got distracted.

Creed, XO

Rollo was next in the door. She arrived quietly and empty handed. For those that looked her way, she gave a nod of greeting but then her eyes fell on the Klingon male. He was new—someone she hadn’t met before so his time on the ship had to be very short. What was he doing here in a staff meeting when he hadn’t been cleared for duty yet? Perhaps he’d had his medical check in, but he certainly hadn’t been through her office. Klingons were tricky sometimes because they were all vying for ‘alpha’ status.

Before she took a chair, Zef looked directly at him. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Cmdr Zef Rollo, ship’s counselor. I don’t have my calendar with me, but I assume you and I have an appointment sometime today?”

—Rollo, CNS


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