USS Challenger
Office: Head of Engineering- Cadet Parata checking in for duty
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dael Stadi (Chief Engineer) in Office: Head of Engineering- Cadet Parata checking in for duty
Posted by Cadet Noah Parata (Engineer) in Office: Head of Engineering- Cadet Parata checking in for duty
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dael Stadi (Chief Engineer) in Office: Head of Engineering- Cadet Parata checking in for duty
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The transporter beam shut off as the process was complete and Noah did his best to get his breathing back under control. He completed his routine of flexing first his fingers, then toes, before allowing himself to open his eyes. It was hard to beam yourself some place when you had spent months studying all the ways these things could break and even spent some downtime looking up the grisly results of what happened when they did break.Staring at him with a mixture of concern and amusement was the transporter operator. “Another cadet?”
“Yes.” Noah fumbled a salute as he remembered his formalities. “Cadet Noah Parata. Engineering.”
“Know where you’re going Cadet?”
“Yes,” he lied confidently.
She nodded in satisfaction that she had done what she had to do. “Off you go then, it’s a busy day today.”
He nodded and left, taking long strides as he fumbled with the datapad in his pocket trying to remember who he was meant to go find.
“Cadet Parata?”
He turned around to look at the transporter operator who was in turn looking at the duffel bag he had left behind. He ran back and snatched, giving a hurried ‘Thanks’ as he went on his way.
It had taken longer than it should have but once Noah finally admitted his mistake and asked someone for directions he was back on track. The office of head of engineering was easy enough to find once you knew how and Noah took a moment to calm his nerves before knocking on the door and stepping in.
“Cadet Parata sir, reporting for duty.”
-Cadet Noah Parata
OOC: Welcome to the Challenger! Great first post, I see you’ve already started your other check ins and our great medical cadet has filled you in about Out of Character posting. I’m looking forward to roleplaying with you and getting to know you’re character some more! I’m the head of the Engineering department here, so let me know if there’s anything I can help you with
IC:
“Come in!”
As the doors swished open, a rather plain and mostly utilitarian room lay behind it. In front of a work desk in the back of the room sat two chairs, behind it another that Dael sat in. On the wall behind him a screen similar to the one in Main Engineering, an outline featuring the Challenger’s profile, complete with an up-to-date status of the ship. On the nearby right wall a few toolkits were hung and a small project table underneath them, and on the left bulkhead hung a spare uniform and another engineering console taking up the remaining length of the room on that side. The space gave off a feel that it’s occupant wasn’t in it very often, almost like a supply closet with some extra bells and whistles so the user could know where he was most needed. The only item that seemed not bent to this task, looked to be a small orb on the desk. With a closer look, it’s form seemed to cave in on itself but also expand out depending on how you looked at it, inside a shifting of colors made abstract patterns.Dael looked down into a mug with some green colored liquid inside, his brow furrowed and shock of brown hair moving with his head as it shook in thought. An open tricorder lay on the desk next to the hand not currently holding the mug, which swirled the steaming liquid as he focused on it. He glanced up at the movement, the dark irises of his species registering the entering cadet and breaking the furrowed brow with a warm smile.
“Ah, Cadet Parata, I was told to expect by Commander Holmman, I’m Lt. Dael Stadi, Chief Engineer here on the Challenger. Please, take a seat.” Dael gestured at one of the two seats in front of the desk, then furrowed his brow again as he focused on the hot green ichor inside his mug. He extended it out to Cadet Parata. “Quick question, does this look like Raktajino to you?”
-Lt. jg Dael Stadi, Chief Engineer
Noah took a seat quickly, his eyes lingering on the status display of the Challenger before his attention was drawn to the sickly looking drink. Truth be told he didn’t know what Raktajino was meant to look like and he felt a little ashamed. He’d grown up in a small town, in a sheltered life and once he’d arrived at Starfleet academy he’d spent very little time around others whilst mostly wrapped up in technical texts. He hastened a guess that Raktajino probably wasn’t meant to be green but the truth of the drink eluded him.
“No sir. Was it from a replicator? A miscalibration perhaps? Or faulty database? I probably wouldn’t drink it sir.”
OOC: Don’t forget to sign off on your posts! I’ll admit I forget every once and a while too :)
IC: Dael nodded and looked into the cup of liquid. “Yeah I thought not. More of a tea person myself, never felt the need to look into what klingon coffee entailed. I know they have some more… interesting choices, but this seemed a bit much.” He set the mug of steaming green down and clasped his hands in front of him at the desk. “And yes, an officer came in here just before you and said that’s what he got when ordering a raktajino out of the replicator in his quarters. Might have you look into that with me when we’re done here, unless you want to go now.” He gestured to the toolkits on the far wall. “Good observations on the problem thought Cadet. Did you take matter-energy tech as a specialty at the Academy? Was that an interest that brought you to this field?”
-Lt. jg Dael Stadi, Chief Engineer
“There wasn’t really one interest that pulled me towards this . It was just....everything.” Noah felt a surge of pride at the praise and continued with enthusiasm. “But matter-enrgy tech was one of the more advanced modules I took sir, yes.”
He looked at the toolkits on the wall. “I’d be happy to help sir. It’d feel good to get to work.”
- Cadet Noah Parata