Posted Feb. 25, 2021, 4:39 p.m. by Captain Elijah 'Eli' Carmichael III (Captain) (J Ridgley)
Posted by Ensign Rand Kabil (Yeoman) in Time to Impress
Posted by Captain Elijah ‘Eli’ Carmichael III (Captain) in Time to Impress
Posted by Ensign Rand Kabil (Yeoman) in Time to Impress
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Rand stood in her new quarters, it was early, very early. Her shift didn’t quite correspond to the rest of the crew. Her new yellow uniform dress, cleanly pressed, knee high black boots, polished, and her hair in a tightly woven braid and curled into a bun, she glanced in the mirror. She had to make a good first impression. She had to make sure the captain was ready for his day, but today wasn’t a normal day. Today she was going to meet her new captain; her first posting as the Captain’s Yeoman. She had heard the CO liked coffee Flat Cap Blend first thing in the morning, but not how. It was a point of irritation for her she couldn’t find out. So she made a tray with fresh dark rich coffee and then several things he could choose to add. Then she took the tray along with the three PaDDs, straps over her shoulder, and left her quarters. Luckily, her quarters were across the hall, where she would be accessible whenever the captain had orders for her. She stepped across the hall, straightened her posture and rang the chime.
En RandEli was still getting dressed, he had a busy schedule ahead of him which included meeting his new number one. He’d put in a request for a Yeoman but yet hadn’t heard anything from operations which meant for the moment he was doing everything himself. The door alarming wasn’t something he expected and he cut himself shaving, reacting quickly Eli grabbed a hand towel and stuck it to his chin before walking over to the door and opening it. “Yes?” He asked only to be met with an Ensign holding a tray of condiments including… “Is that flat cap blend I smell” He smiled, “You must be the Yeoman I’ve been asking for.” He would have shaken her hand except both their hands were busy. “Well come in, I just got to finish getting dressed.” He slide to one side to let her in.
- Captain Elijah Carmichael
She took note of the towel on his chin and the shaving cream. She made note to put a first aid kit in his bathroom and to ensure it was always stocked. She may have startled him and it was her fault, but just incase she’d take care of that. And new towels as soon as she had time. “I am, Sir. Ensign Rand Kabil, your Yeoman.” She moved into the room and placed the tray on the table, as well as the three PaDDs she had over her shoulder. She poured a cup of the coffee and set in on the table. “Yes sir, I understand you have a preference for flat cap blend. However I was unable to determine how you take it. Do you have a preference for breakfast sir. I can go get it while you finish getting ready.” She moved into the room and placed the tray on the table, as well as the three PaDDs she had over her shoulder. Having completed that she stood straight, hands clasped behind her back.
En Rand, YeomanFrom over the sink, “I take my coffee black, strong and I am rather fond of a white sesame bagel filled with smoked salmon and cream cheese.” He finished shaving and wiped the shaving foam and blood from his face. Standing up and looking into the mirror he nodded. “So Yeoman tells me about yourself.” he moved about the room and picked up his command tunic before putting both arms through and doing it up though he’d missed a button and wasn’t aware of it.
- Captain Elijah Carmichael
Rand walked over to the com panel and pressed the button, “This is Yeoman Rand, I need a white sesame bagel with smoked salmon and cream cheese brought to the captain’s quarters.” After receiving acknowledgement she turned off the comm. “I just graduated from the Academy, Captain. I don’t really have a knack for science or engineering, and the idea of getting in a fight makes me nauseous. But I am very good at detail and procedure. I was put into the command support track at the academy. I’m also very good at diplomatic scenarios, but horrible with languages.” She paused here and took a steadying breath. Doing this in scenarios was one thing, but in reality she was suddenly a little nervous. She did not want to stutter. “Captain, your tunic, the buttons are wrong. You missed one.” She waited for him to fix it and then answered the door, the bagel from the mess having arrived. She took it and returned to the table setting it next to his coffee. She picked up the first of the PaDDs. “You have a very full schedule today Captain. I am sure there are things you want to do so I’d like to get them on the schedule before anyone else takes up your limited free time today.”
En Rand, Yeoman“Oh Thanks!” The captain fumbled his buttons and finally, his uniform was set. He appreciated her ability to speak honestly and even correct him when he was doing some wrong. “Well so far it seems the command track was the right way you’re doing a splendid job Yeoman.” Eli moved across to where she had placed his bagel and coffee, he picked up the quarter cut bagel and placed the piece in his mouth. It was smoky, creamy and crunchy just how he liked it, he washed it down with the coffee. “So Where should we begin, tell me about my senior officers” If she was as good as she had been Eli assumed she also read up on the crew or at least the main personalities meaning he didn’t have too.
- Captain Elijah Carmichael
Rand flushed slightly. She was competent and totally capable of doing her job and not afraid to do so, but she wasn’t used to her new ensign stripes yet and still had that cadet mindset about her. She nodded gracefully accepting the complement and turned her attention to the PaDD at hand. Some were more detailed than others, based on what she was able to access and information she was able to get out of the crew in the mess last night. She made sure to mention to the captain any distinguishing marks or scars. It was important for a Captain to acknowledge such things but not be surprised or repulsed by them either. A heads up was always a good idea. She hoped her report would be thorough enough for the captain. “Your Chief Medical Officer, Cmdr Hudson, Paul. Goes by ‘Doc.’ 50 years old, human, born on Earth. Specializes in Thoracic Surgery and Exobiology. He has burns to the left side of his body and along the jaw line and throat from burns received as a young man. He’s served on the Sentinel since 2250 and as well as CMO on the Paladin. He served at the Academy as a teacher and with the Federation Frontier Medic Program. He has received the Silver M’Barrie Prize, Cpt’s Commendation for service above and beyond, Starfleet’s Surgeon Generals Award, and the David Dawson award for innovative medical technique.
Your Chief Enginer, Lt Cmdr T’Pria. 26 years old, Vulcan, and born on Vulcan. Her first assignment saw her promoted to full Lt in two years with a recommendation for placement as a Chief Engineer and she was placed here on Sentinel.
Your Chief of Security, Lt. Fordham, Charles. Nickname ‘Ford.’ It is unclear if he uses it on duty or not. 32 years old, Human born on Earth. He was recruited and specifically sought out to join Star Fleet from a boy’s military academy. He is described as having a no-nonsense attitude and his junior officers respect him because, a quote, ‘If he can’t or won’t do it, he won’t ask it of us.’ He passes his weapons proficiency but excels in hand to hand combat and offers training of such to his department.
Your communications officer, Lt junior grade, Josen, Amber. 22 years old, human, born on Earth. She comes from a Star Fleet family and all primary and secondary school reports indicate Star Fleet was always her goal. She was injured her second year at the Academy in a plasma accident. She still has some scarring. She transferred from Diplomacy to Communications. She has a desire and passion for First Contact. She has not memorized languages enough to speak it but is able to identify the species 40% of the time.
Your helmsman, Senior Chief Petty Officer, Black Wolf, Kohana. 31 years old, Human, specifically Oglala Sioux. His piloting record really speaks for itself. He has top marks in all areas. He is a bit of a mystery. His training scores are excellent, and he is your only bridge officer who is enlisted rather than commissioned. That speaks volumes of him alone.
And your Chief Science Officer and Executive Officer, Lt. Cmdr. Alden, Roman. 41 years old, (based on year of 2253 and born 2222), Human, born on Earth. Salisbury England. Speaks Englsih, French, Spanish, and German. He has a burn on his right shoulder, and has a huge family. Specializes in biology, with a PhD, and life sciences. His first CSO position was given to him 2240 on the Ardent. Later a promotion to Lt and CSO of the Victoria. He enjoys Fencing, Jiu Jitsu, horseback riding, animal raising specifically horses and dogs, and plays the violin. His file says that his family was totally against his joining Star Fleet, but he joined anyway and has distinguished himself. He is described as confident and assertive. Often misunderstood as condescending or cold. However his actions belie that statement. And is an excellent team player.”
OOC: Man ya’ll made me work for that one. I had to go read bios AND posts. :D I pulled from your bios and posts if needed. Anything that is wrong I TOTALLY apologize for.
En Rand, Yeoman
OOC: Amazing job you did here and genuinely a post I may even post to the MOTD for future reference!
IC:
Elijah was impressed, “It seems what i heard about you was no joke, you’ve certainly done your research and I’m impressed there’s some things there that I didn’t even know.” he winked looking at himself in the mirror. “And you are Ensign Rand, Organised, efficient and a sucker for protocol, I hear your brother is joining us too, It seems the command track runs in the family, Randal right? Its not often sibling get to serve aboard the same starship.” He had picked up another quarter of his bagel and had started to wash it down while he waited for her response.
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