Posted Aug. 26, 2022, 3:11 p.m. by Lieutenant Rachel Grey (Chief Medical Officer) (Hjortur Ingi)
Posted by Vice Admiral CockRoach (GM) in Main sim: Briefing (TAG DHs)
[snip]At 1100 the next morning, Marceau, having pulled an all-nighter and as settled in as one could be in a single night and morning, called the ship’s senior staff for a meeting to discuss their mission. He called them to the discussion area at the rear of the bridge. He held notes detailing what he wanted to say, basically the key notes of the mission they were to depart on in just about three and a half hours, which he read over while he waited for everyone to show up.
~ Captain Renault
“Morning Cap’n,” Logan offered as he stepped into the area that Renault was lurking in. In his hand, was a large, hot mug of coffee. He had come directly from Engineering via the ships lounge, and he was a few minutes early so he could make sure he got the black gold on the way up.
Lt Kelleher, CE
It wasn’t long after that Heather stepped back onto the bridge. It was probably going to be a couple of months before she finally got the lab exactly the way she wanted, but in the meantime she would keep moving things around. Hopefully the staff wouldn’t be too angry at her in the end.
Stepping into the briefing area Heather looked over towards the Captain. He definitely looked like he could use another cup of coffee or two.
“Captain.”
Cmdr. Grace - XO/CSO
OOC: bumping so it doesnt get lost!
GM CockRoach
Rachel arrived next, head stuck in a PaDD, reading as she walked, almost walking into the first officer as she entered the small rear area. She looked up and gave a start, as if she hadn’t realized where she was and blinked in confusion as if suddenly aware of where she was “Ahh, morning” She smiled her crooked smile and moved to a corner and returned to her reading.
Dr. Grey - CMO
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