Posted May 17, 2021, 12:33 a.m. by Ensign George Anderson (Scientist) (Riley W)
Posted by Ensign Marcus Anders (Security Officer) in First Patrol (Open to All)
Posted by Ensign George Anderson (Scientist) in First Patrol (Open to All)
Posted by Ensign Marcus Anders (Security Officer) in First Patrol (Open to All)
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Marcus Anders stepped confidently out of the turbolift, straightening his uniform in an imaginary mirror in front of him. He tried to spin confidently on his heel, but managed to half shift awkwardly 180 degrees. Anders corrected himself quickly and started on his way down the corridor. He kept his fingers crossed that nobody had noticed his slight blunder, but knew that news travelled fast on a ship this small.-Ensign Marcus Anders: Security Officer-
Ford came down the long curve of the corridor, phaser on his hip, clipboard in hand. He glanced up as Marcus entered his periphery. “Morning Anders,” he greeted the young ensign. He checked him on the duty roster, dropping the clipboard to his side. “You get breakfast?” he asked him, raising an eyebrow.
COS Ford
OOC: mind if I join?
OOC: Of course! The more the merrier! :)
Anders grinned sheepishly, “Just come up from the Mess Hall myself, had the best food replicated eggs the Sentinel could offer, how are you on this fine morning?”
-Ensign Marcus Anders: Security Officer-
George walked down the corridor, a length of white cord wrapped around his wrist and a cup filled partially with nutrient cubes in his hand. He would stop every now and then to pick one up, toss it in the air, and catch it. It was quite enjoyable. He was off duty for now, heading from mess hall to his quarters, the long way round.
Seeing Ford and another security officer, he stopped. “Hey, Ford. Good to see you, sir. And as for you, it’s nice to meet you. I’m George Anderson. Just call me George.” He wasn’t a young man, but at 31, he wasn’t particularly old either.
Anderson, Sci/Sec
Marcus smiled warmly and extended a hand, “Marcus Anders, Marc to my friends. Care to join us on patrol?2
-Ensign Marcus Anders: Security Officer-
“Marc. A nice name,” George said with a small nod, accepting the handshake. “I’m off duty right now, I’m not sure what our Department head would say about an off duty officer doing the rounds,” he lifted his cup of cubes, grinning at Ford for a moment. “Maybe next time we’re on duty at the same time. I’m sure Ford could arrange that.”
George wasn’t wearing his duty uniform, wearing the black pants, but having exchanged the uniform top for a colourful tie-dye short-sleeve shirt.
Anderson, Sec/Sci
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