Posted by Lieutenant Garth (Chief Science Officer) in CSO Office - Cadet Douglas Reporting for Duty

Posted by Cadet James Hilton Douglas (Scientist) in CSO Office - Cadet Douglas Reporting for Duty

Posted by Lieutenant Garth (Chief Science Officer) in CSO Office - Cadet Douglas Reporting for Duty
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The last thing James wanted to do was join Starfleet, but now it is to late to go back home. All he thought he had to do is look out a window, run a few scans and follow orders; he now knows this is not all there is to being a scientist on a starship. James hesitantly gets up, composing himself for this interview whispering the name “Garth” over and over trying to remember it, knowing he’ll forget it anyway. “Lets get this over with” he says to himself as he chimes the door standing in front of the door preparing for the worst.

The doors to the Challenger’s main science lab hissed open automatically as Cadet Douglas pressed the chime, apparently requiring no permission to enter.

Although it was located on deck one, the flagship science lab was starkly different from the other areas of the ship’s premiere deck. Whereas the bridge, observation lounge, and captain’s ready room were kept neat and tidy, Garth’s workspace was a scrapyard of miscellaneous metal parts, half-constructed analysis equipment, and seemingly unattended bubbling test tubes and beakers. Walking through the space would require some careful maneuvering as to not knock anything from their precarious perches at the edges of the long, low tables that lined the room.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Garth was hunched over a lab station at the back of the room. The sound of the door opening behind him made Garth jump, and he instinctively dropped the beaker he had been holding. With a CLASH it shattered on the metal floor, spilling some unknown chemical concoction across the deck. Garth stared at the pool for a second in horror, his eyes hidden behind a pair of large black goggles. Then, the chemical burst into flames.

“Grab that Class B fire extinguisher!” Garth yelped as he hobbled back from the flames that had trapped him in the corner of the lab. Garth didn’t give any indication of where the extinguisher was… Douglas would have to find it amidst the clutter.

(Lt. Garth, CSO)

OOC: Welcome aboard Scott! I’m looking forward to writing with you! Great first post, you’re a natural! I have two things to mention real quick:

1.) After each post on STF, we “sign off” with a character signature like the one I did at the end of the IC section of my post above. This makes it easier to keep track of where one person’s writing ends and another begins. It includes your rank, character name, and department. So Douglas’ might look like:

Cadet Douglas, Science

2.) If you go to the “Profile” tab, you will be able to add a background/backstory for your character. This is a great place to put in a detailed physical description, general personality traits, and medical/psychological information for the CMO and CNS (head doctor and ship’s councilor) to draw from in your threads with them. These pages can help someone get a feel for your character. Cadets also sometimes includes things such as “got great grades at the Academy” (or the opposite) to give their DH some background into the cadet’s resume, if you will. Here is an example of my background page for Garth: https://www.star-fleet.com/core/character/987/

Douglas jumps at sudden opening of the door and doesn’t take in there is a fire in the room due him keeping his eyes shut until he heard “Grab that Class B fire extinguisher” at which point it was several seconds after the fire started.

He holds his arms over his face to shields himself from the heat and shouts. James attempts to find the extinguisher, after roughly 30 seconds of almost knocking down every table near the table he grabs the Class B fire extinguisher and aims it at the fire standing tall as he could to seem calm, although he was steaming with rage, almost literally.

After the fire is out he places the extinguisher in its original place. He says as calm as he can “Sir, are you alright?” although his eyes are slightly twitching angrily.
James is subtly inspecting the room with great rage going through is veins even stronger now, and he can only think to himself “No Mess=No Fire=Happy Me.” He approaches the Garth carefully.

(Cadet. Douglas. Science)

Standing before Cadet Douglas was a very unhappy Lieutenant Garth. The tellarite man stood with his fists clenched at his sides, covered in a white foam that slowly fizzled against his skin and clothes as the bubbles popped, leaving him soaking wet. The stout, rotund man moved his goggles to sit along his receding hairline, which was made more obvious by the scraggly wet strands of grey that were glued against his wrinkled forehead. Garth closed his eyes and took a couple deep breaths to calm himself, his brittle tusks pushing into his upper lip as he ground his teeth together.

“I’m fine, Cadet,” Garth half-growled as he slowly opened his eyes and removed his latex gloves before wiping a hand across his face. See the heat of the moment had affected Douglas as well, Garth regarded the cadet curiously. “You can relax, Cadet. Chemical fires are an unfortunately common hazard of our field.” Garth glanced behind him to take stock of the equipment Douglas had knocked over in his wild dash to get the fire extinguisher. He sighed.

Garth hobbled across the room to a cabinet, which he opened to retrieve a clean towel. He began drying himself as he spoke over his shoulder to Douglas. “You’re Cadet Douglas, yes? Despite our unfortunate introduction, I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.” Garth said that as if it were uncommon for him to actively look forward to meeting new cadets.

OOC: I know we talked about it before, just a reminder about past-tense!

(Lt. Garth, CSO)

Douglas after he placed the fire extinguisher he checked his arms for burn injuries while listening to Garth speak.

After Garth stopped speaking Douglas remained silent letting the tension rise. 30 seconds passed before James spoke “Nice to meet you aswell, I hope this doesn’t happen in my field, I’m an astronomer not a chemist.” After he said this he continued to check for burn marks. He said happily “no burn marks, hope that doesn’t again, shall we begin the meeting.” He said as he walked towards a seat. After sitting down he rested his arms, hands flat on the table trying to find a spot to put them. “Sorry about dropping your stuff” He said apologetically, almost disdainful of the mess he was trying to ingore.

OOC: Sorry about the last post. Mention what else I got wrong, I’m not sure.

(Cadet. Douglas. Science)

Garth raised a bushy eyebrow. “I’m an astrophysicist myself. But being a science officer in Starfleet means you must be prepared to take on the skills of a variety of disciplines. You never know what the mission might require. The last major mission the Challenger completed, I had to be a chemist, a botanist, and a psychiatrist all at once. Do you think you’re capable of expanding your competencies?”

James gave a cocky smile. “I’ll do what is necessary and learn, with assistance. So yes, I’ll be able to adapt. My question is, are you alright? sure you don’t need to visit sickbay?”

The stout tellarite bent over with some difficulty to pick up a couple pieces of scattered equipment, placing them back on the cluttered tables. After struggling to bend over a second time, Garth uttered a “bah” before plopping down on a stool opposite of Douglas. “You already answered my first question, which was the declaration of your specialty. I saw you got exceptionally high marks at the Academy as well. Up until now, your achievement has relied on your ability to be independent. But now, you’re part of a crew. How are your teamwork skills?” Garth’s beady eyes narrowed at Douglas, inspecting him closer.

OOC: Here, I have posed two questions in two separate paragraphs. You can type between these paragraphs so that your character answers one question before the other and keeps the continuity of the thread while also allowing it to move forward more quickly. To do this, delete the “(response)” I typed above, including the > symbol next to it, and type whatever your response is! Then, respond as normal under this to the second topic of conversation. I hope that makes sense, but don’t worry if it takes a couple tries to get it!

(Lt. Garth, CSO)

Douglas exhaled dramatically before he exclaimed. “I’m sure you read the rest of my file, but I will probably not get along with a team, I’ll try and I apologise for anything the occurs. But if I can work with a team that has the capability of organising and being efficient I’ll be alright.” James said this as he was trying to ignore the mess. He leaned of the table and said “I really need this, no other organisation has accepted me and starfleet was my best bet, I just want to make something of my life and explore and study the stars.” After saying he leans back again trying to relax but really he was tense in every muscle.

OCC: Did the fit the requirements? tell me if I messed up.

(Cadet. Douglas. Science)