New Arrival (Open)

[xCommander Ryan Lawson]

Commander Lawson was a new arrival onboard the USS Nike, he had arrived via shuttle an hour ago. Ryan hadn't spoken to the Captain of the ship yet but he gathered that he will get the chance to do so soon. Ryan wanted to see his new office and get settled in before making his presence known to the Captain, he wondered what was the standing orders for the ship all he knew was that he was taking over security nothing more. Starfleet forgot to tell him about anything really about his new position well he'll know in all due time he guessed. Walking out of the hanger with his bag over his shoulder Ryan made it towards the turbolifts. "Security section." Ryan explained to the lift.

Ryan leaned against the wall as the lift stopped at his floor, walking out he looked around. Ryan took a few wrong turns before he was walking down the hallway to his bran new officer. Ryan guessed that he should have gone to the Captain first but he gathered that the Captain would find him soon enough she had better things to do then see new staff whatever that was. Ryan stepped inside the office and smiled as he looked around, the room was bigger than his old office he'll have to get use to that of course he would have to get used to this ship as well. Ryan placed his bag on the couch that was to the left he will unpack latter. Ryan walked over to his desk and took a seat.

[theresa]

Ear to the wall already, Terry knew the new security chief had arrived around forty-five minutes after his shuttle had deposited him. Of course, she hadn't previously been aware that they had been missing a security chief, and that was pretty sad for her. As operations chief, she generally managed at least a twenty-four hour knowledge of exact or predicted arrival times. Keeping her decorum, she strode down the hall in a relaxed manner. She had rolling gait and a brilliant smile. She portrayed the idea that absolutely everything was alright with an amazing ease. At the door to the new commander's office, she paused. Remembering some manners, she pressed the panel as if asking permission, producing the typical chime. Then she opened the door, since it wasn't locked, and stepped inside.

"Lieutenant Commander Terry Kimball. I'm in charge of operations;" she said, introducing herself. "I know you're new, but I'm new too, and it'd be gr'eat if you could pull up the r'eport that currently clears us for being on a status that means we're safe for launch. Got a schedule to keep." As was usual for her, the more she spoke, the more her accent, small but distinctly Australian, became clear, and she spoke a lot very fast right then. She beamed the entire time as the words can tumbling out in a clear but quick fashion. She had work to do, and she definitely got down to it before all else. She'd already harassed several people that day with all that she had to do. She'd made some friends too. "Lovely to meet you;" she added as an afterthought, though she was sincere as she said it.

Tag Ryan

[xCommander Ryan Lawson]

Ryan sat back in his chair he would have to get used to his new office onboard the Nike though he did wonder what the current mission of the Nike was as he hadn’t been informed yet. Ryan assumed that many of his personnel were busy around the ship at the moment and he would meet them in all due time though he would have guessed that they didn’t know that they would be getting a new boss today. This was Ryan’s second security command position on a ship though he had better experience now then when he first started out. Ryan snapped out of his thoughts when he her the panel being pressed he wondered who could possibly know that he had arrived maybe the Captain who knew everything that happened on her ship. Looking up Ryan noticed woman walking into the room he smiled at her wondering who she was. Looking at her uniform he saw that she was a Lieutenant Commander, he didn’t speak at first but waited for the woman to speak.

The woman introduced as Terry and in command of operation of course she would know that he had arrived nothing get pass those people. Ryan grinned when Terry explained that she was new too so they were in the same boat. “Yeah sure Lieutenant Commander.” Ryan. Turning to the computer at the desk he typed in his username and password. Pulling up the report he gave it to Terry. “It’s nice to meet you, you’re officially the first person I’ve met onboard the Nike. Have to ask though your accent, its Australian yeah?” Ryan asked hopping that he wasn’t too rude. “Only ask because I’m Australian as well born and raised in Brisbane.” Ryan explained to Terry. “Is that everything you need Lieutenant Commander?” Ryan asked Terry.

Tag Terry

[theresa]

Patient aside from the slight burble of an uncontainable, bubbly energy in her posture, she waited for him to pull up the report. Then she accepted it and immediately start skimming over it, eyes catching the important words in search of the few confirmations she needed. She pulled herself away, looking up sharply with a pleasant smile on her face, as he spoke again. She chuckled and grinned when she was informed that she was the first person he'd met. "You should be honored;" she drawled, entirely joking. The first person she'd met was Vladik, the executive officer, unless she wanted to count the ensign at the transporter she hadn't said a word to. Then it had to been Heath, the endearingly cheeky marine, and then Pesh'ewa, the chief of engineering. It was a busy morning. She took a deep breathe behind her smile to keep her head straight on her shoulders.

Somehow, she managed to brightened even more, despite the energy she was already exuding and the easy smile she had worn, when he mentioned Australia. Despite how she comfortably settled into each of the ships she was stationed on, Australia always had some little piece of her heart she would never admit to having given the place. "Yeah, it is. Can't get r'id of the thing." She grinned, chuckling, as the slight accent continued to color her speech as she spoke of it. "But Brisbane? Not too far away from me. Born and r'aised just outside of Toomwoomba;" she told him. It was nice to know there was someone else who had come from where she was. It was cheering thought. "Anyway, yeah, I think this is it. You need help with anything?" She glanced back down at the report she held, and then back up at him. Entirely ready to aide, she waited. Helping was part of her job.

Tag Ryan

[Vice Admiral Lara Rell]

//"Senior Staff Officers, this is the Captain. Please report to the bridge conference room for our mission briefing. Captain out."//

[theresa]

Terry blinked and looked up when the message from the captain came through the com, as if it came from space or some sort of god. Then she grinned to herself, amused by the involuntary action of mild surprise, and looked back down at Ryan. "Time to go;" she drawled. She turned around to exit the office, before she paused, glancing at him. "Come on;" she prompted, as if she were somehow in charge and he should follow her. She left with that, heading right on down the corridor outside, not seeming to truly wait for him. However, she did pause at the first corner. She glanced back and flashed him a lopsided grin. It wouldn't do to lose the Chief of Security. Once she checked for his presence, she was off again.

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