Posted Sept. 16, 2021, 5:51 p.m. by Lieutenant Maria Beckett (Chief of Security) (Sam Haynes)
Posted by Lieutenant Maria Beckett (Chief of Security) in Side Simm - Checking in With the Chief
Posted by Ensign Aidan Harmon (Security officer) in Side Simm - Checking in With the Chief
Posted by Lieutenant Maria Beckett (Chief of Security) in Side Simm - Checking in With the Chief
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“Permission to come aboard?” Aidan asked as the transporter finished materializing him on the Memorial.“Permission granted. Sir, welcome aboard the Memorial,” the tech said from behind his station. It still was hard for Aidan to wrap his mind around that he would rate a sir these days. He had enlisted in Starfleet as soon as he had gotten out of high school. He was not one for studying, and had wanted to see the galaxy for a bit. Before he knew it, one of the Chief’s had convinced him to apply for OCS, and here he was, a newly minted Ensign.
“They have you berthed in Junior Officer quarters on deck 9 sir, and…”
“Lt Beckett I’m sure is waiting for my arrival. Thank you Chief. Carry on.” With a nod Aidan hefted his duffel and walked out of the transporter room to make a quick stop at his quarters.
Stopping outside of the security office, Aidan tugged at his uniform making sure it was straight. He might not be as young as the other fresh faced ensigns on the ship, but it was still important to present oneself appropriately to make a good first impression.
Everything in place, he rang the chime. Hopefully the Lieutenant was in.
Ens Harmon - Sec
The chime shivered through the air, drawing her attention from the PaDD in hand. “It’s open,” she called out, and stood, adjusting her uniform and smoothing it down. She wasn’t expecting anyone at that particular moment, though she’d seen the notification of personnel arriving or returning from leave, including one of the security ensigns.
Lt Beckett, COS
Stepping through the door, Aidan stopped just inside. “Ensign Harmon reporting for duty Ma’am.”
Ens Harmon - Sec
The lieutenant gestured for him to approach casually. “Come on in.” She offered the Ensign her hand for a shake if he wished. Contact greetings weren’t used a lot in Starfleet, with so many species involved. But for humans it was a tradition that went back millennia. And in some ways she supposed she was a bit old fashioned. If he turned it down, no hard feelings. “Can I get you something,” she gestured to the office replicator. Her own drink, now empty, was already in hand, which she inserted and recycled back into energy storage, then quickly replicated another tea.
Lt Beckett, CoS
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