Posted by Commander Maxwell Watley (First Officer) in Conference Room - DH Meeting Side Sim

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Posted by Lieutenant Commander Maeve Harlow (Chief of Security) in Conference Room - DH Meeting Side Sim
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After getting underway, all the DH’s would get a message of a meeting that had been scheduled for the following morning at 0900.

Michelle was the first to arrive to the conference room at 0840, a large mug of coffee in hand. She wanted to be there early to greet the senior staff and try and forge a quick personal connection with these people as they’d been hastily thrust together.

Taking a seat at the head of the table, she let out a small sigh. She had never been the most personable type, but she had been given this command for a reason and she was determined to make the best of it. She was not going to give Command any more reason to doubt her abilities.

Pulling out a PaDD, she took a quick look at the files she had for her senior staff, awaiting the first arrivals.

-Captain Michelle Allen

Maeve had been up since 0500, she had never been able to sleep well on a new ship, the doctors said that it had something to do with the harmonics of the engines and that her body had to get used to it. She really didn’t have much to do till 0900 so she began reading up on some reports of Orian pirates who have been hitting some smaller vessels in the area. She knew that it was the Viking’s primary mission to police the area from any pirate activity and to give aid to those who need it.

It was 0840 and she had yet to formally meet the newly minted captain so she decided that it might be good to attend the meeting early to see if she could have a quick chat with her. Walking into the turbo lift she told the lift that she wanted to go to the bridge and within a minute the doors opened to reveal the tight yet comfortable bridge. Not seeing the captain Maeve decided to head directly to the conference room.

When the doors opened to allow her through the threshold she could see the captain at the head of the table reading over what could only be the mission briefe from Starfleet. Taking a step into the room Maeve made her way closer to the captain. “Good morning Captain, I’m Mave Harlow your new Chief of Security.” She briefly looked down and pointed to a chair. “May I?” She asked indicating if it was alright to sit next to her.

Lt.Cmdr, Maeve Harlow - COS

Nearby the door to the conference room hissed open almost silently as it slid on it’s tracks. A man standing around five feet ten inches and weighing around a hundred and eighty pounds made his way in. He had a dark chocolate brown to black widow’s peak that was a little longer than regulation but was slicked back and neat enough that it fit well within Federation grooming standards. He had a mustache and goatee that belied the thinness of his face and high cheekbones, somehow giving him a slightly wolfish appearance. Science blues peeked along the collar of his black and gray uniform and a pair of lieutenant pips caught the light just for a moment. Stormy gray eyes took the room in with piercing intelligence, and seeing the two women - Captain and COS respectively, he gave them a nod in greeting. He didn’t know either of them well, and he hadn’t known the previous captain or security chief very well either. Though his brief interaction with Luna had not been so great.

Hopefully this tour would prove to be better all around.

“Pardon. I seem to be a little early. I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” he asked, his voice coming through in a rich and warm baritone as he glanced between the two females.

Lt. Woods, CSO

Watley was nervous, normally he was the guy who just sat and listened, but now, he had a hand in leading these sort of engagements. The XO wished he had made it to this point in his career as a younger man, he felt so much of life had already passed him by, and the youthful follies had already come and gone. The portly aging man entered the conference room, and looking over the individuals already present, he nodded, “Good morning,” and made pace to a chair in which to sit.

Lt. Commander- Maxwell Watley- XO

Just moments after the XO arrived Peter made his way into the conference room. For the past few days, he had been considering if staying on the Viking was worth it, Previously he’d stayed to investigate its oddities, then he had a reason in his Captain, then Nakuto returned. He had purpose and friends, old and new, now almost everything was gone. Ravenfall had disappeared, Nakuto reassigned somewhere else and the Viking itself was gone. The ship where he’d served as both Chief of Security and Intelligence chief. A place where time travel, dragons, insane murderous AI’s with attitude, and even Section 31 could be found, the worst assignment in the Fleet and the best. He decided that he would stay to see how the new ship would treat the crew and how qualified its new command staff was.

The giant of a man walked silently past the other Department heads and sat down on the other end of the table, normally he would be sitting either next to the Captain or COS but both of them were strangers for the moment. He gave the Captain a nod of acknowledgment then leaned back in his chair.

CIO