COS Office - - XO Ship Tour Side Sim

Posted Oct. 10, 2019, 12:04 p.m. by Lieutenant Thomas McGregor (COS) (Brandon Irvine)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Magnús Pétursson (First Officer) in COS Office - - XO Ship Tour Side Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Thomas McGregor (COS) in COS Office - - XO Ship Tour Side Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Magnús Pétursson (First Officer) in COS Office - - XO Ship Tour Side Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Thomas McGregor (COS) in COS Office - - XO Ship Tour Side Sim
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“Yes we’ve met, talented young man, a little unpolished but I see potential in him.” Magnus said “I suppose since I’m here” He opened his jacket and pulled out a small PaDD and placed it on the Security Chief’s desk “This is my checklist of personal armaments I brought over. A single type two Starfleet Phaser” The file noted it was a twenty-year-old now discontinued model from the 70’s. “A single standard Klingon Disruptor and a Romulan disruptor aswell. I brought my own weapons locker that I keep in my quarters and a small holographic display. I also have a Dominion Plasma Rifle but I had it gutted so it’s just the shell” He smiled slightly “I also have a ceremonial sword, a forged replica of a 9th century what you would call a Viking sword.” The list said as much. “The energy signatures of each weapon, including the Plasma rifle are on there but I only ever use them for fun”

XO

Thomas accepted the PaDD with a simple raised eyebrow. “And what constitutes ‘fun’, Commander?” he asked. That was a serious loadout.

COS

Magnus chuckled “Target practice, blowing up the occasional watermelon in the holodeck. Starfleet weaponry is more like an extremely versatile toolset, Disruptor weapons are created for the simple purpose of killing their targets, barbaric for sure but I find the simplicity interesting. Also, they make fun explosions and if you can’t turn a weapon of horror into a tool of entertainment then what is the point of it all.”

XO

“Hmm,” Thomas mused. “I suppose. If China could take excess artillery pieces and create fireworks, I guess using 24th Century weapons to destroy innocent fruits is a sort of logical progression. Less hands-on than using a giant mallet, but I suppose it’s easier to keep yourself out of the blast radius that way.”

Magnus smiled and nodded at the Security Chiefs reasoning.

He paused to take another sip of his water. “Why the sword though? Cultural connection?”

COS

“Quite so, it’s a replica made by a Klingon Master Swordsmith as a gift to my family. It’s based on a sword that has been in my family for Generations. According to legend, it was given to my ancestor sometime in the tenth century by Knútur the Great a Norse King of Denmark, Norway, and England for some brave deed during the wars at those times. My ancestor was the son of a farmer who was kidnapped into slavery as a young man from the shores of Iceland. When he finally got his freedom and became a Viking he ended up in the English wars, he retired with a wife in a farm in Iceland and died at the respectable age of 62. He was the last soldier in my family for over twelve-hundred years.” Magnus regaled the short version of the story he learned as a child.

“It has had its uses over the years. Sometimes during diplomatic events, they have strict weapon policies. A ceremonial sword is often allowed and some cultures find the act agreeable. Seeing as it’s Klingon Craftsmanship made from alien metals it’s not as brittle as the old Scandinavian steel. It’s a surprisingly competent weapon, I’ve used in a handful of combat encounters, and perhaps a few duels in my day”.

XO

Thomas nodded. “My family has an ancient claymore - the great sword, not the anti-personnel explosive - hanging on a wall in my father’s office. I was never interested in it as anything other than a decorative piece. Honestly, I can’t even remember which Highlander leader it’s supposed to have belonged to,” he offered. “My close-quarters combat skills are more focused on hand-to-hand, but I’m qualified on blades if you want to spar on the holodeck sometime.”

COS

Magnus raised his hands and laughed “No it’s the same for me, I prefer hand-to-hand QCB over melee, but a blade is handy every now and then. But I might take you up on that sparring session, I spent the last two years teaching boots at the Academy how to grapple-toss and throw punches. An adult opponent would be a nice change of pace”

XO

“Let me know a time and place. What’s your preferred style?” Thomas asked.

COS

“I took the advanced hand-to-hand courses at the Academy, one of our instructors there was a Wing Chun master. I studied under him for my duration at the Academy and afterward I took to studying the art completely. Those lessons saved during Captivity so I’ve continued training. Although I am a certified combat instructor in Starfleet standard.” He explained.

XO

“I’ve been practicing aikido since I was 5,” Thomas said. “I became a certified instructor just after I graduated from the Academy.”

COS

Magnus nodded slowly “Quite, I’ve known a few adepts of the art, my first Security Chief had some advance degree in it.” He grimaced slightly as a dark memory resurfaced “In any case I would love a good sparing lesson. But tell me a little about yourself, perhaps a memorable mission or some other aspect of your career” He said returning to his previous smile.

XO

Thomas smiled back. “Well, I suppose I could share a couple stories from my CID days. Right out of the academy, I got assigned as a probie to one of the Major Case teams. Evidence gathering, data analysis, grunt work type stuff. My supervisor was an old friend of my dad’s. Hard-ass, ex-Marine, you probably know the type,” he said to the XO.

Magnus couldn’t help smiling. He knew that type very well.

“Two weeks in, and we’re all of a sudden put on a runabout and sent out to Fleet One space. One of their new at the time Carriers, the Mjolnir-class Ark Angel, had had her mission running escort to a relief convoy interrupted by a fairly clever bit of sabotage. That led to an attack by a gang of pirates looking to make off with the relief supplies. Turns out they’d already caught the saboteur and captured one of the pirates, we were just there to take custody and bring them back to San Francisco for trial,” Thomas began, pausing to take a sip of his water.

“Anyway, we get these two prisoners, one’s a senior NCO and the other is an Orion, and we’ve got a three day trip home in a runabout. So I start sifting through the evidence the ship sent over, and cataloguing it for JAG, but the thing is, the Orion spends the first twelve hours of the trip flirting with and trying to seduce the two more senior officers on the team, aside from the team lead, who just gave him a dead-eye stare the first time he tried and muttered something about needing more coffee. Eventually, Lt. Solomon gave up and stunned him just for some peace and quiet. I spent the next day snickering every time I looked at either her or Lt. Cmdr. DiNardo. Some of the things he was offering to do to either of them… or both of them together… were pretty… interesting.”

COS

Magnus laughed quietly at the story “I’ll admit, I’ve been tempted to stun a few prisoners in my day but I’ve never actually gone through with it, kudos to Lieutenant Solomon.” he said with a smile “My cousin used to be the Tac Chief on the Ark Angel a few years back, served with a Security Chief originally from the mid-twenty-first century, I always took it as an interesting place to serve.” He mused “Well while we’re talking, do you have any questions you’d like to ask me?” He asked “I am a fairly open book.”

XO

“I could be very obvious and ask you what the hell you were doing in Klingon space two years ago, but I’m sure you’ve answered, or at least evaded, that question enough for a lifetime over the last two years,” Thomas said, letting Magnus know he had read as much of his file as he could get his hands on.

“Instead, I’ll ask you if the replicators on their ships are as bad as I’ve heard?”

COS

Magnus laughed at the question quite heartily “Worse, I already suspected that Klingons carried copious amounts of bloodwine to disguise the fact that their food selection is terrible, although I was surprised by the amount of organic food they carried in their stores.” His smile turned sardonic and his tone jovial “And I think you’re a little mistaken, My cousins and I only went to Qu’onos to meet up with some old War friends of ours, we were only in Klingon space for about a day then we spent the next month on Risa” He seemed calmer than one might expect “Maybe on day I’ll tell you about it”

XO

‘Uh huh, and you got busted down to Lt. Commander for taking a vacation,’ Thomas thought. Outwardly, he just returned the XO’s smile. “Maybe one day,” he replied.

“Would you like to see anything else while you’re down here?” he asked.

COS


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