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CAG's Office - First Day on the Job (Tag Carnegie)

Posted Aug. 12, 2022, 12:59 a.m. by Lieutenant Colonel Malcolm "Astro" Dawkins (Commander Air Group (CAG)) (Jerome Davis)

Posted by Major Eleanor “Iron Lady” Carnegie (Pilot, Blue Squadron Leader) in CAG’s Office - First Day on the Job (Tag Carnegie)

Posted by Lieutenant Colonel Malcolm “Astro” Dawkins (Commander Air Group (CAG)) in CAG’s Office - First Day on the Job (Tag Carnegie)

Posted by Major Eleanor “Iron Lady” Carnegie (Pilot, Blue Squadron Leader) in CAG’s Office - First Day on the Job (Tag Carnegie)
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The next morning, Malcolm found himself in a position he was fairly used to since becoming involved with Ellie, waking exhausted in a wrecked bed… with an auburn-haired cutie snuggled to his side. In the dark of his quarters, a soft chirp from his bedside chrono woke the Aviator. Groaning, Mal kissed the top of Ellie’s head. “Hey… Ellie, babe… it’s time to get up. I think we both nearly overslept.”

Eleanor stirred slightly in her sleep. She didn’t wake up but a happy smile made its way to her lips.

Sliding off the bed, Mal stumbled in the dark toward the sonic shower playfully calling over his shoulder. “The damn thing’s big enough for two if ya wanna join me…” He snickered. “… but you gotta promise to behave yourself, or else we’ll both be late to our first day.” With that he slipped into the bathroom.

It was Malcolm’s absence that finally made Carnegie finally wake up. Looking at the chrono on the nightstand she groaned softly, much like Dawkins had done before her. Trudging her feet to the bathroom, she joined her fiancé on his morning routine, hoping for a nice cup of coffee and some nice company before heading to her first day on the job.


Malcolm had been in his office about ten minutes, reviewing a few emails before CAW-14’s Daily Briefing when a Personnel Action Notification caught his eye.

TO:
LTC Malcolm Dawkins, SFMC
Commander, Air Group (CAW-14)

FROM:
Force Command HQ
San Francisco, Earth

SUBJECT:
Personnel Action Notification - Promotion & Assignment

This is to inform you that, effective immediately, Captain Eleanor Margaret Carnegie (Serial Number 4951620-3175) is hereby promoted to the rank of Major with all the rights & privileges there and to. Additionally, Major Carnegie’s Reconnaissance Flight will be merged into a new Strategic Reconnaissance Squadron, SRS-81, with the new unit retaining all unit commendations and the moniker “The Sentinels”. Major Carnegie will be the 81st SRS’s first Squadron Commander. Please inform Major Carnegie at the soonest possible convenience to the Corps.

Respectfully,
FORCOM Personel Services Command

With a large smile, Malcolm tapped the stud on his desk. =A= CAG to Carnegie… stop by my office when you get a chance. CAG Clear =A=

Dawkins, CAG

Standing to the side of her vessel, watching Badger and Chuck argue over sensor calibration, Eleanor exchanged a surprised glance with Sloan.

“I know that you guys have been apart for a while now, but jeez, no need to do it during working hours too!” Came the Lady of Steel’s Flight Engineer’s playful banter. “No need to rub it in our faces as some of us don’t have that luxury!”

Carnegie squinted at him in mock offense. “I’ll make sure not to share the torrid details with you then.” She winked, unwrapping the sleeves from her flight suit from around her waist and zipping it all the way back up. “Keep me posted on how the argument ends.” Eleanor motioned to her Sensor Ops Officer and her Crew Chief still in a heated discussion. “And I’ll want to know all the details.” Her lips twisted into a smirk as she left.

Pressing her commbadge she replied. =/\= Carnegie here. I’m on my way now. Carnegie out. =/\=

It didn’t take long for her to climb a deck and find herself at the door of Malcolm’s new office space. Pressing the chime, she waited with a smile on her face.

Cpt. Carnegie, Recon Flight CO

Malcolm looked up from the report he was reviewing and spoke flatly. “It’s Open” As the door slid open and Malcolm saw Ellie, he smiled and motioned to the seat across the desk from him. “Grab a seat Captain… I got a present for ya.”

“Aye Sir.” Eleanor said with a smile and quizzical glance, sitting down on the offered chair. What did he even mean by a present?

Dawkins then produced a PaDD and slid it across to Eleanor, the unmistakable look of immense pride on the Marine’s face.

Dawkins, CAG

As she read the document in front of her, Carnegie’s smile was replaced with surprise and confusion. “Wait…” She finally managed to utter, not taking her eyes from the PaDD. “The whole squadron!?” Her eyes were wide in disbelief. “That’s what… eleven… twelve Rangers…?” Eleanor finally looked up from the letter to Malcolm, and then back to the letter again. “I…” She was having trouble finding words. “I… How…” Finally deciding to stop trying to speak, she lifted her eyes in awe trying to process what that meant for her and her job.

Maj. Carnegie, Blue Squadron Commander

“It means… my love…” Dawkins began with a smile. “… that Command believes you’re capable of a higher level of responsibility and command.” His smile was absolutely radiant. “You earned it Ellie… I had nothing to do with this. They sent it over with the Morning Dispatches.” Malcolm pulled a small black velvet box from his desk and stood. “If you would please rise… Captain Carnegie.” Dawkins beamed as he walked around the desk and stood to Ellie’s right before pausing and waiting for her to turn and face him.

“Captain Carnegie, please raise your right hand and repeat after me…”

“I… state your name…”

”… do solemnly swear…”

”… that I will support and defend the Charter of the United Federation of Planets…”

”… against all enemies, foreign and domestic…”

”… that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same…”

”… that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservations or purpose of evasion…”

”… and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties…”

”… of the Office of Major in the Starfleet Marine Corps… on which I am about to enter…”

”… so I do declare.”

With that, Malcolm extended his hand… first formally shaking it then wrapping the woman in a tight hug and kissed her on the cheek before leaning back and opening the box… exposing the gold Oak Leaf of the rank of Major. “Looks like it’s my turn to get to pin you Baby.”

Malcolm reached for her collar and with smooth, practiced precision… removed Ellie’s Captain’s bars and replaced them with her gold Oak Leaf. “Welcome to Field Grade my love.” He said with a smile as he leaned back.

Dawkins, CAG


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