Posted by Captain Mathias McGarrett (CO) in Station Commander’s Office - Side Sim - Is there a Klingon word for ‘help’?

Posted by Captain Mathias McGarrett (CO) in Station Commander’s Office - Side Sim - Is there a Klingon word for ‘help’?

Posted by Civilian Char’kat Morden (First Officer of the I.K.S. Khazad’hea) in Station Commander’s Office - Side Sim - Is there a Klingon word for ‘help’?

SNIP

The captain returned the smile. “Yes, indeed. Otherwise I’d have to transfer you away from Operations and have you help maintain the cleanliness of the flooring instead. Blood can leave such a mess and I wouldn’t want to step in it.”

At his mention of allowing her to protect him better by upgrading his location, she nodded. “And thank you for allowing me to speak to someone about this location. I believe several people are important. But none as much as the leader of a ship or station or people. And here, you are that person.” She wasn’t sure how well she would get along with everyone. Or how well everyone would accept her. Brute strength and tactics were her strong suits. But she would find a way to make them count so she could remain here and wait for her own Captain to return.

Char
(glory slayer lol)

Mathias refrained from cracking a smile, but there was a hint of something mischievous in his eye as he spoke. “You’re quite welcome, Ms. Morden. Anytime you need something from me, just bring up exactly how important I am and I’ll be sure to take care of it.”

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO

Char laughed then. “I think there may be Klingon somewhere in your bloodline.” Her laughter was hardier than he had ever heard it and it rumbled but was soft at the same time. An odd juxtaposition given her nature. “Several Klingon Captains are the same way. Stroke their ego and they will give up their personal targ for you.” She was liking the man more and more. Perhaps she didn’t want her Captain coming back so swiftly, after all.

Mathias laughed as well, letting go of the practiced poker face he often deployed when trying to make a subtle joke. The longer he spoke with her the more he figured he would enjoy having her as a member of the crew. “Well, truth be told I may not be so easily persuaded. But in my own way I’ve made a career out of chasing glory, so I may not be all that different.”

“Who would you like me to report to and when?” She left the smirk in her eyes as she asked. Things were certainly not going to be boring around here.

Char
Klingon

“Maybe the list was too long? First get cleared by Counselor Harland and whoever is on duty in the Infirmary. Then report to Lieutenant Warren. And last at your convenience you can make your suggestion to Lieutenant Commander Tenkiller. Wait to do any of it until tomorrow though so I can have a chance to inform them that you’ll be serving with us. Got that all straight?” Mathias asked. Saying it all out loud one more time he wasn’t surprised it was a bit too much to memorize immediately for someone who likely was not familiar with the Outpost’s senior staff.

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO

Char nodded. “The list wasn’t too long. The order was not clear. On a Klingon ship, one would report to their superior before anything else. They, alone, would give leave to see anyone else when time permitted. I will get the proper clearances before reporting to Lieutenant Warren. And I will be sure Lieutenant Commander Tenkiller is apprised of my suggestions as soon as I am allowed.” She shook her head. “I understand the reason to let others in on my arrival and duties. But it is curious that my supervisor will be the last to see and know of me.” She laughed lightly. “You are all so backwards. No wonder your quarters are not better protected. With things running backwards, I imagine no one ever gave it thought.”

“With you permission, Captain, I shall let the establishment know of my new duties so he can find another strong arm for the door. I am sure I can still keep my quarters there, though.” She hadn’t given thoughts to that, till just this second. If she wasn’t working for the bar anymore, would the man still allow her the room she slept in? It didn’t matter, really. She could always get a room in one of the temporary places on the outpost. After all, they had visitors enough that hotel type businesses were all over the place.

Char
Operations

Some were just challengers by nature and could not just accept things the way they are. Irritating as they may be at times, Mathias knew they also brought value, pushing others to make improvements. Time would tell if Char’s suggestions would be more trouble than they were worth. “Yes, that would be fine, Ms. Morden. But as for all of us being backwards, well, that’s something you will have to adjust to. By all means, keep making your suggestions as we’re always looking to make things better here, but if you are too ethnocentric to handle things being approached differently than you are used to this may not work out. Starfleet regulations don’t state that the supervisor should be met with last. That came from me, and, like anything else you will hear from me, there is a reasoning and logic behind it. I will not always explain my reasons, but I assure you, I always have them. You have to understand, I am all about being efficient myself and having my staff be efficient. I have no idea if you are mentally and physically fit to serve here. You’ve never been evaluated for service in Starfleet. There’s no point in wasting a member of my senior staff’s time if you are not able to serve.”

Captain Mathias McGarrett, CO

Char nodded. “I understand, Sir. I am sure I will be fine. I am aware this is not run by Klingon ways. But then, if it was, we wouldn’t be here, would we?” She smiled and nodded respectfully to him. “I will see to the check ins as you requested. Thank you for your time and I assure you I am easily found when you have need. I am sure I have taken up enough of your time. I will see to the rest of my duties and report first thing I’m able. Thank you again, Captain. I do appreciate the confidence.”

She wondered what her old Captain would say about her attitude towards the human. But the thought fled and she didn’t care any longer.

Char
Ops Ox
(bull in china shop? lol)