Posted Oct. 25, 2022, 7:39 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Tiberius Cattaneo (Chief of Star Fleet Security) (Clayton Strong)
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Sitting next to Sharah, Mark shook his head. It wouldn’t be hard for Sharah to pick up the mental commentary and misgivings that rolled off of him immediately in regards to the man’s self-introduction.
Sharah glanced around the table landing on Woods, there seemed to be no logical order. This felt like those orientation small groups everyone was forced into at the academy. “I am Lt Sharah Fayth, chief medical officer. We arrived about a month ago. If I am not at the hospital I am most likely in the gardens or green houses. I am also a well-known botanist, but I do it for fun.”
Fayth, SFCMO
Mark shifted in his chair, sitting up straighter. “Lieutenant Commander Markus Woods, Chief Science Officer. Or so I’m told. I’ve got a pretty wide background, including behavioral studies and analysis, in addition to all the other stuff crammed into my head.” At that moment his quasi-Texas accent came out a little thick, just for a moment. He stretched out one hand and the large coffee mug resting on the conference table visibly slid a half meter closer into his waiting hand. “And I have some psionic abilities.” There was a lot more to all the ins and outs, but for now, it was best to keep it relatively short and sweet.
The last person to go was the Lieutenant who had entered with Dasca. She stepped forward and gave everyone a friendly nod. “Hello, I’m Sherri Watts, Captain Dasca’s Aide-de-camp. I’ve been an administrative aide my entire career and I enjoy it. My job will be liaise between the Lieutenant Governor’s office and this Complex and help the captain keep on top of what’s going on. I’ll be your point person for the most part.”
Eela listened intently to everyone and smiled, nodding at Watt’s comments. “I know it’s odd, but this setup only has to be as complicated as we make it. Your everyday orders will come from Captain McBride. Departmental issues you take to him. They’re not my concern unless they can or do escalate into something that impacts the colony on a larger scale. That’s my domain. Think of my role here as not only the go-between Starfleet Command and the Starfleet operations here, but as the person who maintains a pulled back perspective. I’m working to balance both the colony’s needs and the areas in which Starfleet is helpful to those endeavours. Because the thing we must all understand is that Starfleet is here in service to the people of this colony. This is not a Starfleet outpost. For many years Starfleet ran the show out of necessity. But this is a thriving, dynamic place. It’s growing at a quick pace and we must start thinking less of ourselves as being in charge and more as helpers. Our role is to encourage self-sufficiency, not get in the way of progress and call the shots. Not everyone is going to be happy wth this change, but it’s one that has been a long time coming. There will be a day when Oed Five does not need even a Starfleet security presence, but until that time, we work as a team. And I want to be very clear about this…” she said, her intense gaze searching the room. “Anyone who feels they cannot do that, cannot be a part of this team, should let Captain McBride and I know immediately. Things are tense enough between Starfleet and the civilian government groups. We cannot afford people actively working to cause more strife.”
She exhaled. “Now, questions about any of that or myself? Now’s the time to ask.”
Tiberius looked up for a moment and responded with, “I am good at this time and I will head to check in with McBride. I look forward to speaking with you in the future and working with you and everyone else.” He then waited for others to respond. He was hoping he would be able to check in with his commanding officer soon to get started working.
Lt Cmdr Cattaneo
SFCOSMarkus had his arms crossed over his chest, looking as though he might bore a hole in all three, the Captain, the Lt Governer, and the aide with just his steely gaze. It wasn’t so much staring them down but there was a wariness, of watching them like they might suddenly turn into vipers and strike. His lips were pressed into a thin line, and though he looked relaxed from a distance otherwise, up close, it wasn’t hard to see he was taut like a wire in high wind, singing as it cut the air.
Like Markus, Sharah had some reservations about things. The Star Fleet crew on Oed was horribly disorganized and went through a lot of leadership. She could only speculate on why. They hadn’t had time to discover if they liked the colony or not, there had just been that much busy work to go through, and then…they shuttle attack. But she had no questions for Dasca about herself. Out of everyone here she probably had a better sense than anyone about the woman, especially after her physical.
“Actually, I have a big one, then,” he said speaking up. “If this is supposed to be a civilian colony and a civilian operation… And they clearly don’t need us. Why the hell are we still here then?” He gestured vaguely in the direction of the city center. The recent attack was still obviously fresh in everyone’s minds.
Lt Cmdr Woods, CSO
Fayth and Woods had been on Oed a month longer than some of the people in the room, and they had seen it. The attack was most clearly on her mind. She was still dealing with the people who had been injured in that attack and would be for awhile. “Adding to that, there is a lot of animosity towards Star Fleet here. I’m not going to argue whether it’s deserved or not. That won’t fix the problem. What are we going to do to fix that relationship. Sacred Heart is probably the only place where all the different groups actually willing work together, but when patients come in…I’ve seen patients refuse treatment because they don’t want a fleet doctor or a civilian one or someone who is new to Oed and wasn’t born here. But the animosity towards Fleet personnel is thick enough to cut.”
Tiberius was looking around strangely with being new and all, he was not sure what was going on. He then asked, “Forgive me, but being new, I am a little confused on what happened however long ago to cause such animosity between the colony and Star-fleet? Being a colony of the federation, would they not want the help, support, and oversight of Star-fleet?” He was a little confused on why there was a rift when it was probably in everyone’s best interest to have a Star-fleet crew to help oversee the development of the Federation colony.
Ensign Cattaneo
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