Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Changes and New Destinations

Posted by Lieutenant Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Changes and New Destinations

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Changes and New Destinations
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Faye had to hand it to Starfleet Command: they certainly knew how to keep a person on their toes. And at least her sudden change of assignment had given her such lengthly travel time that she had more than enough time to study files and catch up on the volumes of reading required for her new position. To be sure there was a lot of reading!

From Starbase 157, it was 70 lightyears and 38 days travelling at Warp 7 to Earth on the USS Tamberlain where she had a briefing at Starfleet Science Ops and others. She was given a couple days to rest in what one could ostensibly be called R&R and then it was back on a transport headed to the wormhole that would take her to Event Horizon Station.

Another month later and Calloway finally arrived at her initial destination. She had to say that the wormhole was something else entirely. Having never been to the Gamma Quadrant via that particular wormhole, she had no expectation about what it would be like. For a brief moment she could say she was awed. It might have surprised some of her former shipmates that she could in fact be awed, but she was a scientist after all, and there was nothing that stopped in her in tracks than a natural phenomenon that was well and truly worthy of her awe.

As she pondered the rest of the way to the station, Faye was aware of the changes. The info-dumps had slowed to a crawl but they could still happen under extreme stress. She was confident however that it was manageable, and more importantly, so was Command. She still thought them crazy, but after that moment on the Atlantis where she had let her fear run rampant over her future she swore she’d be open to taking chances. After all, she knew the consequences of life when you sat back and just let it happen to you. At least now she had some say. Challenge, accepted.

As the ship docked with the station, Calloway caught a glance of her new assignment and smiled. The future was at her doorstep and it looked far more enticing than she had given it credit for.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

As the ship docked, there was chirp notifying Lt. Calloway of an incoming communication.

Hammor, Ops Chief

Faye tapped her combadge. =/\=This is Calloway,=/- she said, stepping off to the side to take the comm. She wasn’t expecting to hear from anyone at this point and, hell, she wasn’t even sure how many people knew she was joining the ship. She suspected that at bare minimum the Captain would know who she was when she went to see him, but anyone else was basically a surprise.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

A deep voice came from the other end of the comms: =/\= Lieutenant Calloway, Lt. Hammor here. Ops Chief for the Manhattan. Just got word that you would be coming on board. Just wanted to give you a heads up that your quarters are being prepped right now, but you may have to wait a couple of hours after we dock before they are available. Sorry, short notice and all. Did manage to secure you some decent digs, though. You’ll be on Deck 7, Section 4. Just past Stellar Cartography. How does that work for you, Lieutenant? =/\=

Hammor, Ops

Faye half smirked, though he couldn’t see it. =/\=Sounds like home, Lieutenant,=/\= she said, if a bit dryly. =/\=And I don’t mind the wait. I’ve got several things to take care of today. Which reminds me that you should save some time for me today, as we’re going to want to sit down and discuss some stuff. Oh! And, I come bringing cargo. Should be amongst the rest of the stuff you guys are getting. Just make sure it’s stored together so I can find it.=/\= Said cargo was marked fragile and sensitive, and tagged with her security clearance codes, so only she was getting inside. At least that was the arrangement. The manifest for the cargo listed modules and data storage devices and other things useful for cryptolinguistic work as well as large scale data processing.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

=/\= I’m not going anywhere until I get the station quartermaster and me on the same page, either by wit and word or banging his head against a bulkhead until candy comes out. =/\= came a reply that had overtones of humor, but there was definately going to be a ‘discussion’ in said station officer’s future by the tone of the Ops Chief. =/\= Just come to my office whenever you want to chat. I’ll be here. And I’l make sure your kit is sectioned out and set aside for you. No problem. See you when I see you. Hammor out. =/\=

Hammor, Ops Chief