Posted by Lieutenant Commander Simon Starr (Executive Officer) in pre-sim - Fayth Reports to command - XO’s Office

Posted by Ensign Sharah Fayth (Science Officer) in pre-sim - Fayth Reports to command - XO’s Office

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Simon Starr (Executive Officer) in pre-sim - Fayth Reports to command - XO’s Office

After speaking with the aCSO Sharah decided she better try and report in with the XO. Usually, as a medical doctor she only had two actual check-ins because her physical and department check in over lapped. She was feeling a little like she was on a crazy carnvel ride at the moment. One of those that used centrifical force to sling you out to the edge and then throw you back in. She checked the deck listing and headed back up the decks to the XOs office.

Once there is took a deep breath. This was actually the first time she’d ever had to check in with the XO, or for that matter the CO, of her ship. She needed just a moment to make sure she had a feel for the ship around her and rang the chime to the XOs office.
En Fayth, Science -Botanist

Simon wasn’t expecting any more appointments as the chime rang some time after the last check-in. Just as he was about to replicate himself a lemon tea, he was about to turn around back to his desk. From next to the replicator he called out in a southern British accent, similar to that of a farmer, “Come in.”

Lieutenant Commander Simon Starr, XO

Sharah, after a long day of check-ins, didn’t bother with a steadying breath this time. The noise that was the sea she surfed aboard was starting to get a little rough. She was more concerned with keeping the volume turned down than she was with being nervous. She entered the office at the sound of the XO’s voice. Coming to attention, “En. Sharah Fayth, Sir. I’m sorry for the late call Lt. Cmdr. It was suggested that since the CSO transferred out that I should report to you and introduce myself. I’m the new botanist.” And then she realized she probably should have just given her name rather than acted like they were already on conversational terms. Oh well, it wouldn’t be the first time she’d mucked up social conventions.
En Fayth, Science - Botanist

Simon looked toward the new Ensign. He had looked over the Ensigns file earlier in the day, and was aware that this was her first assignment on a vessel of this size. “Ah, yes of course, please, take a seat,” he said in a friendly tone, gesturing towards a chair at his desk. Before wondering over he asked “would you like anything from the replicator?” As he picked up his own lemon tea that had just finished replicating as Fayth entered the room.

Lieutenant Commander Simon Starr, XO

Sharah took a seat, sitting up straight, but not at ram-rod attention, but not in a relaxed posture either. “Thank you, uttaberry juice if it’s on file, Sir, ice water if it’s not.” Sharah had skipped lunch, simply because she hadn’t been hungry. She’d had a huge breakfast on the transport this morning and it had last most of the day. She was parched though from running from deck to deck of this immense ship. She looked around the office, trying to get a feel for the XO, using some of those observational skills Joseph had told her about. Trying to get a feel for the person without the use of her gift. The smell of lemon from his tea reminded her of Dr. Zarath. The citrus was always a welcome, clean sent. The XO’s tone had been friendly and he appeared relaxed. She took that to mean that either (a) he had read her file and was undisturbed by anything in it or anything about herself, or (b) he hadn’t read it yet. Or she was totally wrong and off base. Either way he seemed relaxed and unbothered by her sudden appearance at his door.
En Fayth, Science - Botanist

Simon requested the juice from the replicator before walking over to the desk and taking a seat himself, placing the drink in front of Fayth. He put his own cup down after taking a sip and by his question, it was clear which one of the two options were correct. “A lot more people than your previous posting, isn’t Ensign?” he asked with a soft smile.

Lieutenant Commander Simon Starr, XO

Sharah picked up the glass and took a sip. The flavor reminding her of home and her mother making fresh juice when she was a child. The memory making her smile slightly. She took another ship and put the glass down at his question. Don’t be afraid Well, Joseph, she thought, that didn’t mean she still wasn’t nervous. “Yes Sir. A lot more people,” she answered in a slightly subdued tone. There was a lot about this posting that was making her nervous. Though she loved botany and it had always given her a peaceful retreat, she wasn’t sure she had the experience needed to be the resident botanist on a ship this big. But she wouldn’t be here if command hadn’t wanted her for the job, right? And she wasn’t practicing as a doctor, and she felt safe there. It wasn’t that she was pinning to be in sickbay, she hadn’t been out of sickbay more than 2 weeks. Her trepidation about doing well in her new position made her somewhat homesick for the familiar. And Dr. Marshall had said she would help her keep her certifications up, so she wasn’t giving up on being a doctor. In fact in her new position she would still be working as a doctor, just not directly with patients. And the biggest thing making her nervous, was as the XO said, the amount of people on board. With Ashlyn’s help, her closest friend and roommate from Europa, she’d learned to be more comfortable in social situations when it was required. Though she still preferred to be left alone during her down time. She picked up her glass again drinking from it as she tentatively ‘listened’ to the ship’s ocean of noise. “Not as many as at the Academy though.”
En Fayth, Science - Botanist