Posted Sept. 28, 2020, 11:27 a.m. by Commander Jennifer Wallace (Executive Officer (Incoming)) (Riley W)
Posted by Commander Luka (Executive Officer (Outgoing)) in Post Sim - The XO hand-off
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Stark Nightstalker (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Post Sim - The XO hand-off
Posted by Commander Jennifer Wallace (Executive Officer (Incoming)) in Post Sim - The XO hand-off
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Luka stood quietly near the airlock, ready to get off Athena and head home. Home. It was so strange that she was going home. And so painfully soon. It felt like she’d been aboard the ship for months or years, but somehow it had been less than a full month since her arrival. With all the insanity that was the mission to the Mirror Universe, she had lost track of time.Mukin stood beside her, quietly scratching his neck with a hind paw. She leaned down to scritch right behind his ears. At least one of her new friends was coming with her. Well, Mukin wasn’t a new friend. She had already said her goodbyes, and hopefully this would go smoothly. The Athena docked with the transport ship, and after a little while, the airlock hissed open.
Luka, XO (outgoing)
Not far away…
“I don’t know if I’m ready for command…” Jenn muttered quietly into the subspace comm relay she was using to communicate with an old friend. The voice on the other side of the relay let out a hearty chuckle.
“Oh, come on, Jenn. You’ll do great. Besides, you’ve got a great staff to support you. And, guess what, you’re not the Captain. You’re not always in charge of everything, boo.”
“I know, Shess.” Jenn muttered, almost whispering as she spoke. “That doesn’t make me any less nervous about this whole thing. It’s my first XO position, and I’ve read the files on this ship. The ones that are declassified, at least. It’s like the XO position is cursed. I’ll be the third XO in as many months. What does that say about this ship?”
“It says nothing. Just swallow those nerves and get out there. You’ll be fine, I swear it.”
Jenn sighed. “Oh, looks like the transport is docking. I gotta go. I’ll call you later, kay?”
“Smell you later, pink-skin,” Shess said. Jenn could practically hear his characteristic smirk.
“Same to you, beetle boy,” she replied with a laugh, and hung up. Then she stood up, glad her luggage had been transported ahead of her, so she wouldn’t have to worry about her things. Just needed to grab her carry-on bag and she’d be a-okay.
Jennifer Wallace, XO (Incoming)
From a distance Stark watched as it all unfolded. Normally he would just bull in and damn the consequences or hurt feelings but he’d been an incoming and an outgoing XO himself and he knew what feelings that outgoing and incoming would be feeling so he just watched quietly, one with the background, knowing that Luka would have sensed him by now.
Stark Nightstalker CIO
Luka glanced towards the shadows, ear flicking as she met the eyes of the Caitian. He didn’t know why she was leaving. She hadn’t told anyone other than the Captain about her situation. Just that something had called her unexpectedly home. She desperately hoped he hadn’t looked into it. Hadn’t learned of the thing that brought a look of pity to the faces of others.
She turned away from Stark, heading through the gate and coming unexpectedly face to face with another individual. A human woman, red hair exploding from a messy ponytail, and the same number of pips on her collar as the one Luka had recently shed.
“Hello,” the outgoing XO spoke, looking at the woman with a clear realization on her face. She hadn’t expected to meet her replacement.
Luka, XO
Wallace stopped short upon seeing… Luka. Her eyes settled on the woman’s lupine face with shock. She’d never seen an alien that looked like this before. “Well… hello. You’d be Luka, I guess?”
Luka nodded quietly.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you. Um…”
“I’m going to go past you now.”
Jenn nodded, stepping aside to allow the woman passage. Well, that was certainly an interesting person what she was replacing. She reminded Jenn vaguely of H’Morr, except that H’Morr was much less… intimidating. Darn, was that what she was going to have to live up to?
She shuddered slightly, then stepped forward into the Athena proper, taking a breath. “Welcome home, I guess,” she said to herself.
Jennifer Wallace, XO
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