Posted Aug. 2, 2020, 5:35 p.m. by Lieutenant William Hampton (Chief Engineering Officer) (Samuel Stroud)
Posted by Ensign Tellek Bog (Engineer) in Bog reports for his first shift…
Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in Bog reports for his first shift…
Posted by Ensign Tellek Bog (Engineer) in Bog reports for his first shift…
“Where’s my kit?” Bog demanded,”I have work to do!” The morning shift had dutifully brought his gear when they had relived the night shift. But as soon as they enters the lift and the senior member of his detail requested the Bridge one could visibly see the color drain from the Tellarite. “Wasn’t no need to get the old man involved was there? It’s not like I killed the little prig..” the last coming out as they unceramoniusly shiver him out of the lift…A pig in lipstick…
The Leviathan’s grapevine had been in overdrive, it seemed, with most of the conversations in engineering that morning centering on their latest crewman and his exploits. Indeed, as Bog emerged from the turbolift, he would become aware of many pairs of eyes studying him, their owners sharing excited whispers.
It was Clark, however, who found the courage to approach him.
“Mr Bog?” he asked, almost starstruck. “Is it true that you landed a punch on Lt Hampton?”
- NE Clark
As he recovers his balance, and he looked around the CIC, Tellek Bog contemplated his response to Ensin Clark. “Ey” He has responded “ but I wouldn’t recommend it, the Lieutenant is tougher than he looks”.
He now had to to do damage control, if they were going to keep him and he was going to work with Hampton he didn’t need two factions in engineering. It was fine if the crew feared him, but he needed them to respect their Devision Officer.
Tellek Bog
“Quite correct Mr. Bog.” William Hampton’s voice rang out. Standing on the deck above Bog and his fellow crewman stood the Chief Engineer. The man was more than a little annoyed at the crewman’s fascination with the two’s interactions. “This warpcore is not a bonfire and main engineering is not a campground, so keep storytelling elsewhere. I want all of you to work, NOW.” He asserted sternly. His glare fell upon Clark. “If assaulting higher ranking officers becomes a routine in my department, There is a lovely bunk in the brig that I am more than happy to put your name on.” He leaned over the catwalk railings, looking down at the ensigns.
Lt. William Hampton- CE
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