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Arrival of the CoS (Open to All) - Station Commander's Office

Posted May 14, 2020, 10:27 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Charles Tenkiller (Chief of Security) (James Sinclair)

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It had been a long four day trip to the Outpost, and the newly minted Lieutenant Commander was ready to be out of the confines of the transport; even though he had a room to himself. So when a voice came over the comms and said =/\= Ladies and Gentlemen, please prepare for arrival at Outpost 42 =/\=, Charles ‘Skip’ Tenkiller breathed a sigh of relief.

“So what are you doing after work,” Bender asked Thompson as the people began to disembark from the shuttle. Leaning against the console, Bender lazily waved the arrivals forward concentrating more on his conversation than the exiting passengers. Eight hours at the gate was mind numbingly boring. Reaching out he left his hand in the air waiting for the first arrival to place their documentation in it.

“Maybe going to Teller’s new casino. I heard the odds are set low right now to bring in people so that house is losing hand over fist,” Thompson activated the console preparing it to scan the documents people would be presenting to him.

“Doubt that but…thank you,” Bender said as the passenger handed over their arrival information, “I am in. Got nothing else to do.” Passing it to Thompson, he pulled out his personal communicator to check his messages.

“How long are you staying,” Thompson asked the routine question never matching the face with data chip’s image to see if the people matched.

“Three days,” the random voice replied as Thompson added the required information to make the button go from red to green. “Next,” he called out indicating for the next passenger to approach.

“Oh Belsana and Trixie are free,” Bender replied taking the data chip from the next passenger and passing it to Thompson. “Gotta love Andorian Twins,” he smiled widely with a twinkle in his eyes as he motioned for the passenger to place his bags on the scanner and step through the gates granting them access to the Outpost.

Bender and Thompson, Outpost security check in

Double checking to make sure he had everything he brought to the room with him in the bag his mother and sister had made for him when he first left for Star Fleet, he exited the room dressed in civilian clothes and made his way to the observation deck. Out of the transparent aluminum window, he could see the outpost floating gracefully in orbit; rotating slowly above the planet Gamma Tiltium IV. Several ships were in the process of leaving and docking, and Tenkiller watched the ballet for a few minutes until he saw the docking clamps on the pylons activate. “That’s my cue.” he mumbled to himself and began walking to to docking hatch.

Charles allowed the vast majority of the passengers to disembark before he stepped through. He wasn’t in a rush, he was here for the foreseeable future. If he was honest with himself, and he tried to be that as much as possible, he acknowledged that he was actually kind of disappointed. He wanted a ship… and he had developed a taste for the center chair. His brief time as XO had, according to all the superiors he had spoken with, been successful. But… “Star Fleet is as Star Fleet does.” he mumbled again. And looking at the station, he wasn’t not excited. The Outpost was, at least, some place his experience and skills would be useful. And as a station, his duties would be a lot more varied than any ship. Charles grinned slightly. No, this was a good assignment… and he was going to do his damndest to make sure it was successful.

As the last of the passengers disembarked, Tenkiller hoisted the bag off the deck and made his way to the security checkpoint. He watched the security officers scan the incoming passengers and clocked their movements. Most were at least following most of the guidelines and protocols; but there was one who was obviously going through the motions. Tenkiller grinned internally, and made his way to that line.

Walking through the scanner, he watched as the NE simply waved him through and yawned a bit. Charles saw the scanner display register an anomaly, but no registered contraband. Tenkiller looked at the NE and said “You need to see in the bag, Mister?” and the NE just waved him on. Tenkiller just nodded and smiled and moved through. As he passed the NE, he opened the bag and reached to the metal box inside, sliding his thumb across the lock and opening it. Inside, he took out the Type 1F Phaser and charged the cell to Heavy Stun and raised it above his head and pressed the firing stud. Immediately, a beam of energy shot out and hit the ceiling. Alarms activate immediately and the surrounding security staff looked around and finally settled eyes on Tenkiller and drew their weapons. Tenkiller immediately dropped the phaser and raised his hands. Under the din of shouting voices and running boots, he was counting.

Tenkiller, Incoming CoS

The calm and confident voice of a younger sounding man came over the comm. =^= Ops to Docking Bay 2. We’re reading a weapon discharge in your location. Security is on the way. Please report. =^=

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO

As one of the Security staff started to speak, Tenkiller held up his hand and said “No no. I got this one, Ensign.” and then tapped his left breast… where one would keep a commbadge. =/\= Ops. Lieutenant Commander Charles Tenkiller, newly appointed Chief of Security. Authorization code Beta-gamma-Nine-Seven-Echo. =/\= and the eyes of the staff went wide as his Oklahoma accent drawled out their fate. =/\= Yes, that was me. Apologies, but I was testing the passenger arrival checkpoint to see what I was going to be working with before my staff knew who I was. Getting an unbiased and representative sample of where station Security stood. Can’t say that the test went well, Ops. Can’t say that at all. =/\=

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After a couple of seconds of silence the voice on the other end replied, continuing to sound calm. =/\= Commander, report the the Station Commander’s Office. Now. =/\=

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO

Tenkiller looked at the Security team and put on a look of false confusion. “Huh. Wonder who is in more hot water, you all or me?” and he tapped his badge =/\= Copy. On my way.=/\= and he looked back at the team who were still standing and staring. One or two mumbled a bit, and Tenkiller looked around for a second and then laughed. He waved everyone over and smiled.

“So, yeah. I’m the Security Chief. I’ll do formal introductions later. But seriously… Look. I’m not gonna come down on you all for this. I really just wanted to see what our starting point was. And it’s not a fantastic point, sure. But it’s an opportunity, ok y’all? Dont be frustrated or worried. We have a solid opportunity to do some high-end training together, and I know in a few weeks I’ll be able to test everyone and you’ll pass with flying colors. This?” and he gestured broadly at the shuttle bay. “This is a result of complacency. And that happens everywhere after a while. Especially if nothing has gone sideways for a bit. So dont sweat it, ok? I ain’t mad.” and he picked up his bag from the deck and closed it up.

“Ok. I’m gonna go get my butt chewed off for scaring the crap outta half the station brass.” he said with a wry grin and then he looked at the NE who had missed the phaser. “Once all incoming passengers have been accounted for and there are no more incoming, have all station security personnel not on duty report here for a quick briefing, will ya? Much appreciated.” And, without waiting further, walked out of the bay and to the turbo lift.

Stepping out onto the Main Operations Deck, he looked around and spotted the current Security Officer on watch and nodded. “Here to see the CO.” and the Lieutenant simply gestured.

Making his way to the door, Skip slung the bag over his shoulder and made sure he was as presentable as possible. He then pressed the chime and waited.

Tenkiller, CoS

“Come in, Commander,” called the increasingly familiar voice from the other side of the wall.

On the other side of the door was a room that wasn’t at all what one would expect from a captain’s ready room. There was a plant sitting on the floor in a corner and a long, skinny table on the left side of the room with no chair at it. Left to right the room was fairly narrow, about three meters wide. The length of the room was slightly longer, but still the size of room resembled a modest-sized bedroom. Straight ahead was a closed door and a clean shaven man in his thirties stood in front of it. Not surprisingly he was donning command red and had four pips on his collar. He stood about ten centimeters taller than Tenkiller.

The captain’s voice continued to sound calm, though it was clear he wasn’t thrilled.
“Usually these kind of introductory meetings involve questions about career paths, finding out about family members, offering drinks, and sitting. I’m not in the mood today. Can you explain what happened one more time Mr. Tenkiller? My understanding is you walked into the bay and immediately started conducting some kind of test that involved shooting up my Outpost?”

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO

Tenkiller stood at attention and said “Not exactly, sir. I had the phaser set to stun. Just enough to set the alarm off to see the security team’s reaction. I can explain, if you would give me the chance, Captain.”

“By all means, Commander,” calmly stated the captain.

Still standing straight, Tenkiller began. “In bringing myself up to speed on the station, I noted that there was a decent amount of civilian traffic boarding and disembarking the station regularly. That, coupled with the station’s location to Romulan space and the events of the past few years, makes this station an ideal location for criminal activity… particularly smuggling. So my first priority will be in making sure that our passenger intake and disembarkation security points were operating at peak efficiency. Now, to truly assess the operating levels of the checkpoints, they needed to be tested in a real-time scenario. If I arrived, checked in, made a few introductions, and then tested the systems and security details, I would get a false result. Anything I did after that would be off, because I didn’t see first hand what they were doing. So I devised the test. It didn’t endanger any personnel or civilians, it didn’t damage any station equipment; and it gave me the results I needed to make real and appropriate changes… and to identify coaching areas for the security teams.” and he took a breath and glanced directly at the Captain. “I didn’t set them up to fail. All they had to do was what they were supposed to do, Captain. But as I am sure you are well aware… complacency is the biggest enemy we face. That’s where they fell off.” and he looked straight ahead again. “The phaser was hidden in a box made of delinium. That, as I am sure you know, registers on scanners but blocks anything inside form being seen. I watched the scanner, sir. The box showed up, but the Ensign just waved me through. I even gave him an out and asked if he need to see in the bag, and he just moved me along. So you see, sir. I wasn’t trying to cause a ruckus. My hope was that they would see the box, ask to see inside, see the phaser and try to arrest me for bringing in an unauthorized weapon. They would run my credentials, see who I was, and I would congratulate them on a job well done… but all good plans, and such.” he finished a bit more quietly; and then he simply crossed his hands behind his back and waited for the inevitable dressing down.

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“I see. I follow the logic,” said Mathias, who then walked over to the plant in the corner and seemed to inspect it for a couple of moments before turning back to his new security chief and continuing. “The problem that I see with it, one problem anyways, is that nothing was gained by firing the phaser. By that point you had already established that your new security staff failed to meet the standards you have that you haven’t explained to them yet. So discharging the firearm gained what exactly? For all you know that little test could have ended with you getting shot by a startled young ensign.”

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO

Tenkiller’s mouth twitched at the corner as he suppressed a slight grin. “Firing that phaser was a ‘get your attention’ moment, Sir. I found that in training, a sudden auditory and visual reinforcement of a security breach reinforces the scenario. To be frank, Sir, it scared the hell outta them and they’ll remember that. As far as getting shot? If I allowed a startled station officer to draw, aim, fire, and hit me during an exercise I knew about and anticipated that reaction going into it ?… Well, then I would be a complete waste of a Security officer… Let alone your Chief.” and his eyes locked with the Captain’s. “Sir.”

Bravado? Perhaps. But there was an underlying confidence that was neither brash or arrogant. Tenkiller was confident, but not careless.

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Trust the chief of security in matters of security. The simple thought invaded Mathias’s brain and brought with it all of the familiar emotions associated with the very first time he had been given authority over a security chief. He pushed the thoughts of Denny and Drapus IV back to the corner of his mind as he had trained himself to do whenever he couldn’t give them attention. He wasn’t sure who had come up with the notion that time healed all wounds, but he kind of doubted it was the case for some of them as this one still wasn’t particularly close to healing five years later.

It only took a moment for Mathias to get his mind to focus on the situation at hand. “It was also a ‘get your attention’ moment for Ops and you had no idea what we were dealing with at that moment. I really don’t have an interest in micromanaging your approach to leadership, Commander. You were the most experienced person out there that I could bring into this role and we could use that experience after I left the position vacant longer than I should have. But if your actions are going to affect the rest of the Outpost I need to be aware of them. I don’t want to have to divert attention from a crisis so I can deal with something cute that you’re doing that I didn’t hear about. Understood?”

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO

“Understood, Sir. Won’t happen again.” the Osage said staring straight ahead. The small grin tugged at the corner of his mouth again, and he said “Well, at least not without you knowing… sir.”

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