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Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim

Posted Oct. 26, 2018, 9:35 p.m. by Lieutenant Alexandra "Little Sehlat" Primage (Pilot. Grn Squad Ldr) (Melissa Aragon)

Posted by Lieutenant Trevor Michaels (Counselor) in Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Michael Gould (Chief Engineer) in Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Srothell Ch’zaolrirh (Chief Security Officer) in Olinski Conference Room, Main Sim
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Sid took a seat and waited for his senior officers to arrive.

Parker CO

A few minutes later, NE Lennon from Engineering appeared. Oh god. I’m the first to arrive. “Sir. I, um, Lt Gould sent me from engineering. He’s working on a long range control of the Dragoon. It’s precise work. Best left to experienced hands.” Nice save, genius. “He gave me a shorthand summary of what went on with Engineering details.” He held up the PaDD.

-Ensign Lennon, Engineer

Kolar entered glancing at the Captain, “Sir.” Then to the out of place ensign. “Is Mr. Gould unable to join us?”

CSO

“I thought he was just going to be late,” Jason said as he followed the Bajoran into the room. “Apparently he doesn’t know what ‘mandatory meeting’ means,” he added with uncharacteristic irritation.

Jason Harn, XO

Ch’zaolrirh arrived just after Jason. He scanned the room for the CAG in hopes that there would be an update from the planet. While the visit to the Dragoon had been informative, security still didn’t have a good grasp on the situation. Not seeing Rick or any of the other pilots, his brow furrowed slightly.

COS Ch’zaolrirh

=/\=Um. Lieutenant. Maybe you should come up here. Sir. I, um, that is, the XO isn’t thrilled you’re not here.=/\= There was a lengthy pause on the CE’s end. Just before Lennon tried calling again his voice came back, =/\=Fine. Fine. Hold the fort until I get there. If asked, my displeasure can be made very* clear Ensign.=/\=
=/\=Sir. I don’t know how to tell you-=/\=
=/\=You didn’t have the foresight to leave the briefing room? I don’t have time to bite your head off right now. Remind me to do it later.=/\= The CE didn’t sound like himself.

A few minutes later Michael came into the room. He approached Lennon. “You’re relieved, but when this meeting is over, so help me god…” Lennon scampered out. The Chief took a seat at the table.

-Lt Michael Gould, CE/NE Lennon

The Counselor chuckled at the brief comm exchange, and even raised his brows at the Chief when he finally walked into the conference room. Trevor wasn’t sure how the XO would respond, but he wasn’t too concerned with that right now.

CNS

Xandra came into the room slightly breathless and looked around. “Lt JG Primage for the Pilots. Ric is on the surface and the others are in support.” She looked haggard and worn like she’d been through the wringer. But she also looked on edge, alert and ready to hop back into a fighter if need be. She nodded to the others and took one of the vacant seats.

Lt JG Xandra Primage
“Little Sehlat”
Pilot/Green Squad


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