Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Allison Devlin (Chief Of Security) in Main Sim - To Boldly Go - Mission Briefing

Posted by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (CO) in Main Sim - To Boldly Go - Mission Briefing
It was a week later as the R&R was rounded up for the crew of the Ark Angel and Fleet Captain Andone had been in a briefing room with the head of Starbase 243 it was said for almost a full day. During this time When evening came then finally the Captain returned looking chipper and having a large smile on her face with several PADDs under an arm. Striding onto the bridge she said to NE Parker, “..Open a ship wide comm to all department heads..” She said.

NE Parker nodded, “..You’re on ma’am..” he said.

=/\= Attention all department heads, mission briefing in 10 minutes! =/\= She said with a chipper tone. Then changing channels she spoke ship wide =/\= Attention all hands we will be departing Starbase 243 in 12 hours please finish up all off ship duties and needs and prepare to disembark in that time for our mission ahead. =/\= She said.

With that said the Captain entered the briefing room off the bridge to await the staff’s arrival.

GM CockRoach / Drudoc Andone CO

Within a few moments, Allison’s slightly disheveled form had appeared in the briefing room. Her uniform wasn’t precisely worse for the wear, but it wasn’t quite as crisp as one might expect either. Of course, for security, a week of R&R wasn’t much of the sort since everyone letting their hair down had led to all kinds of inter-crew conflict. Being Chief of Security was beginning to feel an awful lot like being a glorified babysitter, so reporting for a mission briefing sounded like a fantastic idea at this point.

“Hello, Captain,” she greeted her commanding officer with a nod.

Lieut (j.g.) Devlin, COS

Jasmijn had taken advantage of the hours throughout the week she hadn’t devoted to check up on work. Several sessions of Mok’bara and a newly discovered taste for Terran yoga later, DeVries returned looking less like a limp noodle and more like herself. Slipping through the briefing room doors, a PaDD tucked beneath her arm, she nodded to the gathered officers. “Captain, Lieutenant.” She did not smile, but her tone offered something similar.

“Lieutenant, are you doing well?” DeVries noticed the difference between the Captain’s chipper attitude and Devlin’s slightly haphazard appearance. “R&R didn’t give you any trouble, did it?”

Let. Cmdr. DeVries