Posted Feb. 26, 2021, 1:16 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Roman Alden (Chief Science Officer, XO) (Lucas Foxley)
Posted by Lieutenant Charles Fordham (Chief Security Officer) in Viewing the new ship (anybody else?)
<snip>Eli nodded, “Well Captain is fine when we’re on the bridge but I suppose Eli or Mike will work for me too.” The Captain looked out of the window towards the ship that was the Sentinel, his ship. “She’s certainly a fine vessel, I hear we have the fastest warp core to date.” It wasn’t entirely true all the independence class ships which had been built at the same shipyard had similarly fast engines but he hoped his Chief Engineer could do some improvements to get that little extra out of her. “Have you been on board yet?”
- Captain Elijah Carmichael
“I have never understood the human preoccupation with excess speed,” came a voice from behind the group. Were they to turn, they would find a tall and slender Vulcan female standing rigidly with hands behind her back. She was dressed in the regulation attire of a Starfleet engineer, although the manner with which she regularly smoothed down the skirt suggested it was not an outfit with which she was entirely comfortable.
Comfortable enough, however, to continue speaking.
“To arrive at one’s destination with minimal casualties, both biological and mechanical, is a greatly more desirable outcome than beating the other starships in the fleet.” She delivered the last half of the sentence as if it the words had been bitter on her tongue.
- Lt Cmdr T’Pria (CE)
“Ah Lieutenant Commander T’Pria, come now even a Vulcan can appreciate the ability to be the first there or get somewhere quicker?” Eli said with a smile, “Besides wheres your sense of competition, you’re telling me that you’d happily sit in first gear while the rest of the fleet run in sixth?” Eli hadn’t dealt much with Vulcans but he had heard they were infuriatingly logical about everything and had very little in terms of emotions.
- Captain Elijah Carmichael
“Hail, hail, the gang’s all here,” Ford said, a wry grin on his face. “I’m Lieutenant Fordham,” he said, extending his hand to his new superior officer. “Recently assigned as your chief of security.” He paused briefly. “But call me Ford. Everyone has for as long as I remember.”
He looked around the observation area. “Is our science officer or first officer hiding here somewhere, too?”
COS Ford
As if on cue, Roman chose that moment to make his entrance, strolling lesiurely in. He had already met the Captain, but had yet to meet the rest of the senior officers. He took a quick look about the room, at each of the others present, then chose a place to take a seat.
“I see we’ve got a small party in here, eh?” He said, seeming amused. His accent, like the Captain’s originated from southern England, and his words were clearly enunciated in what one would call the region’s “posh” accent. He sat back in his place, making himself right at home.
~ Lt Cmdr Alden, XO
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