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Checking on the Engines (Open)

Posted June 14, 2019, 1:37 p.m. by Captain Ael Aihia (Commanding Officer) (Trin S)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Heather E. Argeneau (Chief Engineer) in Checking on the Engines (Open)

Posted by Commander T’Pon (JAG) in Checking on the Engines (Open)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Heather E. Argeneau (Chief Engineer) in Checking on the Engines (Open)
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Heather hadn’t been back to Main Engineering since the Captain had promoted her to Chief Engineer. She still didn’t feel like it was right, not with how quickly her friend and mentor, Si’Rek, left the ship. She still did not understand why he left because he had not said anything before he had left. Stepping through the double doors to the main engineering she made her way over to the Chief’s office and looked inside. It was more barren than she remembered from the few times she had entered this office with Si’Rek behind the desk.

It would more than likely stay like this for Heather had no idea what kind of personal items if any at all to put within the office. She knew that Si’Rek had had a few momentums of his past jobs placed around. Heather, unfortunately, did not keep a lot of personal items on her other than a picture of her parents and the rest of her family. She, however, did not put those in a place where people could see them. It would put them at risk if her secret ever came out. Thinking of her secret Heather was starting to wonder if it had been a mistake to accept the Chief of Engineering position because as a grunt no one looked at her too closely. As CE they would be looking far more closely at her than before. She sighed and moved out of the office to check on the engineering readouts what with the few engineers moving about the bay it was far quieter now than it would be, come alpha shift.

Heather Argeneau, CE

Bump do we have a GM anymore?

OOC: Temporary Storyteller to the temporary rescue! I’m gonna try and tie this into the main sim.. we’ll see how this goes. :P

IC: Among those present in engineering, one man seemed a bit out of place. He was an older man, perhaps in his early fifties or late forties, particularly unassuming at first glance. Equipped with raven hair and the darkness in his eyes to match, he looked well considering his age. He moved diligently, albeit slower than his younger companions. His hands adept in the practice of engineering and despite the faces lost to his memory, he had never forgotten how to handle the warp core.

With his back turned to his associates, he worked tirelessly at a panel situated before the warp core. Cautiously peering out of the corner of his eyes, as if searching for impending danger, the man pecked away at the core’s systems, hastily replicating code from a PaDD hidden by the angle of his body.

NLt.
Engineer

Heather looked around her engineering bay it was a moment before she noticed the unassuming man by the core, her curiosity was peaked. She made her way over to him, sensing the cautiousness about him as if he were keeping an eye out for danger, so she made sure to not be so close, but that he could see her coming. “How’s the work going?” She asked the Engineer, making sure she didn’t seem threatening in any way just in case.

Heather Argeneau, CE

bump to not lose

“Fine, ma’am.” The man responded, slight melancholy in his tone. He did not seem frightened by Heather’s arrival, rather his leisure was room for comfort in his surroundings. It was an act, and he played it well. “It has been a week since the warp core has had a proper sequence of scans, I figured it was time to give her due.” He subtly switched the PaDD from its previous display, although it was obvious, if Heather had been watching, the display was different than what it had been prior.

NLt.

“Is that so?” She asked having noticed more than just his PADD, “Then why did you change the screen?” She asked with an Arched brow, “also any work to be done on the Warp Core is suppose to be cleared with me first, which was not done, what is your name and Rank?” She asked of the older man, not at all fooled by his melancholy tone of voice. She wasn’t the trusting sort, and so far the only person on this ship that she trusted aside from the previous CE was the Captain and even then it wasn’t without doing her research on the other woman. Heather was quick and reached for the PADD switching the screen back as the Jag officer joined them.

“Lieutenant Fitzgerald; Systems Analyst. I came aboard prior to Admiral Lockehart’s arrival.”

The screen showed nothing, all of the information had been downloaded to another server, per protocol. Fitzgerald, if that was truly his name, did not come unsourced nor ignorant. His job was simple albeit vital to his commander’s intentions.

As both CE Argeneau and the other officer were speaking to one another, Commander T’Pon would appear in the engine room.

“Hello officers!” the Vulcan woman said as she attempted to gain their attention.

Cmdr T’Pon, JAG

“Welcome,” Heather said as she looked over the PADD to see what the man was really doing to her Warp Core.

Heather Argeneau, CE

“I am commander T’Pon, the JAG representative on board this ship. May I ask you a few questions chief engineer?”

T’Pon could see Argeneau’s rank pips and therefore would be able to infer she was the head engineer.

Cmdr T’Pon, JAG

Heather arched one brow at Cmdr T’Pon never having met a Jag officer like this Vulcan she gave a nod but turned back to the engineer she as talking to narrowing her eyes to look through his memories to see why he was there and if he meant harm to the ships Engines. The young Chief was still waiting for the older man to answer her questions.

Heather Argeneau, CE

“I should be leaving,” The older man remarked, rising to his feet. With leisure, he brushed off his uniform before tucking his PaDD under his arm. “I’ll let you two discuss what you must.” He took the JAG officer’s arrival as an opportunity to shrink away. His distraction hadn’t come through, so he had to rely on other means of escaping in time. “I’ll have a report to you by 1800 hrs this evening, Madam.” Bowing his head, he slunk away slowly from the two officers.

NLt. Fitzgerald
Systems Analyst


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