Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Ready Room- Calloway

Posted by Fleet Captain Balian Ibn Barazan (Captain) in Ready Room- Calloway

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Ready Room- Calloway
After getting the all clear to officially board, Faye went through her mental list of check-ins and meetings. There was the XO with whom she would officially report to, the Captain with whom she’d need to at least introduce herself and get a feel for, her physical in Sickbay, the expected chat with the Counsellor, and then meetings with the CSO and COO to go over how her role would interact with theirs and their department. All in all it was going to be an exhausting day and if she was lucky she might end up being able to sleep solidly tonight in her new bed.

Carrying her duffle with her until her quarters were ready, Faye moved through the ship using her adept memory of the spec to guide her path to the bridge. Stepping out of the turbolift, she turned sharply and pressed the chime to the ready room.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

When the chime rang, a voice, though slightly muffled by the door, stated “Enter” and the door responded by allowing entrance into the Ready Room. There was a bookcase with actual books in multiple languages. There was a common thread among them, strategy and tactics, war and combat. To the right of the desk behind the Captain was a rounded bronze shield emblazoned with images of hearth and home. There appeared to be a sword and spear attached to said shield that were from the same era. On the left was a different type of shield more of a tear drop emblazzoned with a double barred cross on a field of white. This time the sword was settled into a rack above the shield. Near the door was a glass case with several models of ships, There was a stand marked Manhattan but it was currently Empty. On the opposite wall were a pair of paintings, one of a Sailing vessel having a battle at sea, and the other of Pendragon class Battleship fighting the Dominion.

The golden haired Captain looked from his desk as the door opened, blue eyes regarding his visitor, pleasantly, likely happy for the interuption to the mound of Starship Captains paperwork. Augmented by what ever extra work being here caused.

Fleet Captain Balian Ibn Barazan, CO

Stepping through, Faye was clearly in no rush. She set her bag down near the door and surveyed the space a bit before her stormy coloured eyes settles on Balian. She used to stand out by her dyed black hair and constant surly demeanour and now teal coloured hair (to match her uniform) and a constant analytical gaze were what would greet most people she encountered on this ship. “Captain, Lieutenant Faye Calloway, reporting for duty,” she said as she came to a relaxed parade rest.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

Balian studied the officer for a long moment. Where her eyes were teal, his were the waters of old earth medditerean, clear azure blue, that went with the golden hiar that was pulled back in a tail at the nape of neck. Despite the red of the uniform and the pips of a full Fleet Captain, there was a wildness, a piratical appeal to the man behind the desk, golden earring and jewelled studs in his ears. The eyes were analyitcal, quick, but not in the way of a scientist, but of the warrior. Balian Ibn Barazan, was a man with a reputation for pushing regulations, but always coming through the fire stronger then when he entered. It was an interesting find to discover a battlewagon cowboy, commanding the preemminent science vessel in starfleet. More over that he was trusted as the senior most officer of the exploration of the delta quadrant.

“I take it your quarters were not ready Lieutenant? Please relax, “Balian said rising to his feet to offer his hand to the officer. “Something refreshing to drink?” nodding towards the replicator.

Fleet Captain Balian Ibn Barazan