Posted by Lieutenant Commander Stark Nightstalker (Chief Intelligence Officer) in 17/18 Forward- A gathering (All Crew!)

Posted by Ensign Karina Niles (Doctor) in 17/18 Forward- A gathering (All Crew!)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Isabel Delaney (Security Officer) in 17/18 Forward- A gathering (All Crew!)
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Koraia smirked slightly at him. “True. I did consider individual meetings, but I figure after destruction, battles and toxic-blood rain, we needed a night to let loose. Take it as you will, but I intend to have some fun,” she said simply. “Either way, I’m glad you decided to play along.”

She reached down for another box that had been set in the correct order for this evening’s proceedings. With a gesture of her head, Ghubari opened the box and showed him a hollow pip. “For your significant contributions to your department and this ship, I hereby promote you to the rank of Lieutenant Commander, with all the rights, responsibilities and privileges therein.” Her smirk returned. “It’ll of course look better with the rest of them on your collar later.”

Fl. Captain Koraia, CO

Karina watched and smiled, her hands clapping with the others as the awards and promotions were given out. She moved to the wall to lean on it, accepting a glass of non alcohol fruit drink from a passing NE hovering in the back of the group, herself to keep from intruding on the main group. “Thanks…” She took a sip and watched. It was like a history of what they had been thru. She wasn’t sure how many had chosen to keep their old selves and who had allowed the ‘here and now’ to stay, but so far, it seemed the ‘old crew’ was winning out. She was glad. What they had been thru would bond them for the rest of their lives.

Karina
Doc

“You can thank Joseph for this, he insisted I dress less work related,“ Liam said in a gruff voice, adjusting his vest.

He suddenly held still as she showed him the pip. A moment of surprise and awe fell into his eyes, then it vanished when the CO spoke. His head turned to her once more.

“Feels like a bit much, Jones did the main grunt work of it. I was merely the supervisor and along for the ride,” Liam replied honestly, not fully feeling he earned the promotion.

Still he timidly took the box, intending to organize with his uniform later.

“Thank you, nevertheless.”

Ghubari bowed her head to him. “You earned it,” she said more seriously.

After his part was done, Liam turned on his heel and began to stroll back to his original place.

–CSO, Liam J. Madison, Sci

“Lieutenant Commander R’han, where are you?” Koraia called out, trying to find the enigmatic CTO amongst the crowd.

Fl. Captain Koraia, CO

Dan clapped in respect of Madison’s promotion since he felt lucky to have such a great DH. Dan then followed Madison off the stage.

Ensign Dan Jones (Scientist)

OOC: Okay, need to move this along now.
IC:
When R’han appeared at the front, Ghubari gazed at him for a moment before smiling. Despite his aggressive tactics and taciturn nature, he was a good officer and had served the ship well for many, many years. “Last I recall, we did this whole promotion thing in a simulated ballroom last time,” she said with amusement. She pulled out anther box and opened it, revealing a full pip. She set it on the podium for a moment.

“R’han, for continued excellent service, I hereby promote you to the rank of Commander, with all the rights, responsibilities and privileges therein.” Ghubari said, offering the box. “Congratulations.”

“So, that’s all for the formal portion. Congratulations to all and once again, thank you for your dedication. Now we can all head back up for the rest of the party. There will be a bit of entertainment soon, but the dance floor will be open until then, and there’s plenty of food and drink. Enjoy yourselves, you’ve earned it!”

Fl. Captain Koraia, CO

And there it was…the cue.

Ah, the feeling of commendation and promotion. It left everyone around her beaming with smiles and congratulatory attitudes. No doubt the rest of the gathering would be full of everyone congratulating the few who had been specially recognized by the Captain. It was a great honor and worthy of the buzz and excitement. She turned and joined the rest of the crew as they started back up to the dance floor and the party that would inevitably follow.

Delaney, Sec

Karina smiled at the commendations and then turned to go. She wasn’t one for parties and figured someone should probably be in medical in case anything happened.

Karina
Doctor

Stark stepped up to R’han and the others. “Congratulations” he said succinctly to them all, then turned to R’han “and what does sir intend to do with his newfound rank, power and privilege?” He stopped short of saying “we’re not worthy” because he knew in R’han’s mind it was already implied before the rank was added.

Stark Nightstalker CIO

Orvos tapped his combadge and quietly whispered into it. =/\=Now=/\= He then stood there waiting for the inevitable with a broad grin. However, after a solid moment, it didn’t come.

He hit his combadge again. =/\=I said, ‘Now’=/\= with a bit more volume. And yet, still nothing.

Then with a bit more gusto, he said again. =/\=Now!=/\= And still nada. What the heck was the matter with this fella!

He quickly moved to a more visible portion, eyeing the DJ. And there he was, lost in conversation with some security ensign. He was certain that flirting was involved, but nevertheless, Orvos had given the young lad a job to do and the moment for it was nearly lost.

“Oi! I said, bloody NOW!” he hollered out to the man. The DJ turned a shade of red before quickly trying to find the song.

Suddenly the place dimmed with different multicolored lights shining to and fro and the beginning of a bouncy song began. “Ya’ll ready for this,” came the lyric as a beat began to play.

Well that was it. It probably would have been better for Orvos though to have rigged up some sort of engineered device to simply take control of the music. Ah well. Mission accomplished, if a bit late.

He then bowed allowed the rest of the attendees to enter the dance floor.

-Lt. Orvos Legen, CE