Posted by Captain Freja Andreassen (Commanding Officer) in Senior Staff Briefing
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Braxton Harris (Executive Officer) in Senior Staff Briefing
Posted by Lieutenant Rebecca Morrison (Chief Science Officer) in Senior Staff Briefing
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OOC: With Gene on LOA, let’s have this senior staff briefing and discuss what we know. :)
Freja stepped into the senior staff briefing, curious as to whether her CSO would actually show up or not since it seemed difficult to contact her. She also wondered what they could expect when the Markham showed up, how many of her own people were not coming home after this, and most important of all…what the heck happened to her ship!
Tapping her fingers absently on the briefing table after taking her seat at the head of the table, she mentally forced herself to stop. She normally carted a coffee into these meetings, yet a steaming mug of caffeine seemed to send a callous message, so she nixed the idea.
Instead, that would wait for later, once she knew what she was up against.
The door slid open and the new CAG came through. He was carrying a large mug that smelled of fresh brewed dark roast coffee. He looked at the Captain and said “Ma’am.” and took seat down the table facing the door.
Hugo entered the room and took his seat, he had a PaDD with him containing data on the happenings, and he hoped to be able to access his teams’ search reports as well. As he sat at the table, he let his mind wander away from the security part of his role and into the counseling part. He scanned the room, looking at Andreassen and Lardel’s faces, then back to his PaDD. He expected people to be tense, perhaps even to suspect an intruder - though his teams had not found signs of that, yet. Perhaps the Chief’s marines would have found something else in their areas.
“Major,” Freja replied with a nod, she returned to reviewing some of the data on her PaDD while she waited the rest of her senior staff.
Koria came in wiping some grease off of her hands with a rag. “Hopefully this will be quick, or the engines might never get repaired.”
Lt Sutret - CE
Rebecca came in just behind the Engineering Chief and nodded to the Captain, “Ma’am..” she moved to her seat. She, like the Chief Engineer, looked ragged. She hadn’t gotten to the holodeck yet, having been called to here, but she and Sutret had been going over possibilities for what was happening to the ship.
Lt Rebecca Morrison
Braxton had shortly followed behind and sat next to the Caotain’s left.
“I won’t be keeping you all long, I just wanted five to ten minutes so we can share information and prepare adequately,” Freja replied, “There’s a lot of information running around and with the chaos, it’s been hard to consolidate where everyone is and what everyone knows about what happened, so I felt a face to face meeting, however brief, would help alleviate some of that.”
“Captain, if you don’t mind I’d like to provide a brief update and then ask a question - these are primarily of a security perspective.”
“Systems identified 7 crewmembers missing, but so far Security teams have not been able to locate anyone. Because of the hazardous situation, they are currently equipping hazmat protocol to continue the search further into the affected area. That said, as the search area condenses, I believe we should consider the possibility that these officers are no longer aboard the ship. Scans haven’t picked up anything in the area - yet - that could be the crewmembers, as far as I’m aware.” Hugo mostly looked down at his PaDD, listing the missing officers - most of whom were in his department - as he spoke.
His forehead wrinkled, “I do not have a science background. Here’s my question: what is our capacity to perform more focused scans of the exposion area to expedite the search - specifically looking for biological material? And, with the thinking that this anomaly was…” he searched a bit, “more than just an explosion… Are we able to conduct any scans to determine if a transport took place, or something comparable?”
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