Posted by Fleet Captain Garrett Michael O’Connor (Commanding Officer) in Side Sim- Its Like Winning The Lottery, But With A Lot Of Money (Tag CO)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Siegfried Abel (Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim- Its Like Winning The Lottery, But With A Lot Of Money (Tag CO)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Siegfried Abel (Chief Medical Officer) in Side Sim- Its Like Winning The Lottery, But With A Lot Of Money (Tag CO)
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The day after the Senior staff meeting, Abel sent a text-based message to the new CO.

=/\= Sir, per your request, I am contacting you to set up a time to discuss the SMT endowment to the Odin’s medical department. I am free today for lunch and this evening for a late dinner, around 2000 hours. Please let me know what time works best for your busy schedule and I will try to accommodate. Lieutenant Commander Siegfried Abel, Chief Medical Officer =/\=

Abel, CMO

=A= Hello Chief. Let’s grab lunch. I’m free today and tomorrow. O’Connor clear=A=

O’Connor, CO

Abel sent a confirmation reply and suggested a time. Later that day, the CMO walked into the lounge and found a seat and began reviewing noted from Tbird shift on a PaDD.

Abel, CMO

Garrett walked in, looking a little more tired than usual. I really need to learn when to tell her ass no! He thought as a neared the Odin’s CMO. “Afternoon Chief…” The CO began with a smile as he pulled back a chair and sat down. “… thanks so much for the invite. I have always preferred visiting one on one with people. Helps you get to really know them.” About that time a server approached. “Good afternoon Captain…” She began. “… can I get you something to drink?” With a smile and a nod, Garrett replied “Ice Tea, Black, three sugars, no lemon” With a quick nod of her own, the server headed back to the bar.

“So…” Garrett began, his Ice Tea already back and sitting on a coaster. “… tell me about this endowment.”

O’Connor, CO

Abel smiled a somewhat forced smile and said “So much for getting to know them.” and he chuckled. “Very well… the endowment is specific to the Odin and comes from SMTF, the Sine Medicina Terminos Foundation. It is a relatively new medical foundation that is helping get medicine and medical aid to those in need. It also does a great deal of medical research and development. That is where the endowment comes in. The Odin was selected to field test new equipment, medicine, and procedures. Once a quarter, a representative of the Foundation meets with myself, the CO and the XO, and we go over results of what we have done here; and they give us new things for testing. They also ensure that we have a plethora of some of the newest equipment available. Not just theirs… anyone’s. If it works and is useful in treating people, we either have it here, have access to it nearby, or it will be en route to us in a matter of hours. We provide detailed reports on the equipment of theirs we use, not anyone else’s unless it is in conjunction with their development. In exchange for this, the Odin informs the Foundation if we find anyone in need of their help during our operations. The Foundation also sponsors a scholarship for the children of crew of the ship, and once a year we are invited to their retreat if people want to go.”

Abel, CMO

“That sounds like a hell-of-a deal for us Chief.” Garrett began, smiling at the thought of such a sweet arrangement. “But, forgive me for being a pessimist, what’s the catch?” He took a sip, appearing to think rather deeply for a moment. “I can’t imagine that this sweetheart of a deal for your department and the Odin doesn’t come without us giving up.... something. So, what do we give up?”

O’Connor, CO

Abel pulled a brown leather portfolio from the seat beside him in the booth and handed it to the Captain. On the cover was the logo of the Sine Medicina Terminos Foundation, and inside was actual paper pages. “It is not exactly what the Odin gives up, sir… so much as what it guarantees. And that, Captain, is anonymity. I would suggest paying close attention to the corporate structure section and the executive directorship.”

Flipping to the section, there was a diagram… an organizational chart, to be exact. The Executive Board was a who’s who of finance and medical research; names synonymous with elite levels of science, business, finance, military strategy, and philanthropy. And there, at the top of the page… as Founder, Executive Director, and Chairman of the Board was a single name in gold lettering:

Doctor Siegfried Abel.

“I hated the gold letters. It seems… I don’t know… pretentious, somehow. But as this is for the Foundation Archives, it was insisted.” Abel said and sipped his drink, looking everywhere but at the new Captain. If he could have not told him, he wouldn’t have. But things like excessive wealth and generational influence tended to rear their ugly heads at the least opportune times… better the new CO knew about before than after.

Abel, CMO