Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in The Advent of New Directives

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“Commander Mal’athar. Welcome to the Manhattan.” a voice with a slight British accent said from behind her. The speaker was a human male in the red uniform of Command officers. He was slightly taller than average with an athletic build. His hair was jet black, making the bright saphirre-blue eyes beneath the well-groomed hair even more intense. He had a youthful appearance, with a thin mustache and goatee of the same black hair as his head. Youthful despite the Captain’s pips at his collar would seem to indicate. He smiled warmly. walked forward.

“Captain Alexander Cochrane, Commanding Officer.” and he extended his hand. “How was the trip out?”

Cochrane, CO

Shedda turned at the sound of the voice, coming to a crisp ‘at-ease’, and recognized Cochrane immediately. Not just his pips but his face. Shedda had spent the weeks in travel learning as much as she could about the crew and ship. Or as much as one could from second hand accounts. Shedda was on the shorted end of average height, with the athletic and lithe build typical of Orion females. Her raven black hair cut to shoulder length and in a neat low bun at the back of her head. Electric blue eyes met Cochrane’s gaze and Shedda had the amused thought that Manhattan preferred her command team to have black hair and blue eyes.

Shedda took his hand, shaking firmly, and then letting go. Careful to keep in check the amount of pressure she exuded. She didn’t want to bruise, or worse break, his hand. Nor did she want to mistakenly turn it into a contest. Shedda was always careful to never let the physical traits of being Orion speak for her. “It’s a pleasure, Cpt. The trip was pleasant enough. The Osprey had to take a detour to assist a freighter that was a drift. It put me late arriving to Event Horizon and I missed my shuttle. But it did allow me to pick those,” and she motioned a thumb behind her at the two open crates, “up and bring them with me.”

Mal’athar, XO

Cochrane eyed the crates and said “That is greatly appreciated. Thanks to a disagreement between Chief Prulor and the station Quartermaster, those were inexplicably detained at our last resupply.” and he looked at the Tellarite Chief Petty Officer and half-grinned. “She was wrong and you know it, Skipper! I told her I was just moving her stuff outta the way so it didn’t get crushed!” Cochrane laughed and said “I know, I know, Chief. But you moved it onto a freighter going to the Alpha Quadrant. That, I think, was the issue.” The Tellarite grinned and said “Oh did I? Huh… I should be more careful.” He turned and looked at Mal’athar and said “We’ll get this up to your quarters asap, Ma-, er Commander.” and he began getting things together.

Operations Chiefs vs Quartermasters was a stable anywhere in the fleet and it was nice to see even in the Delta that didn’t change. Shedda nodded her thanks, “Oh and Chief there are extra items in there not on the original shipping manifest.” She pulled a micropadd out of her pocket, tapped the screen a few times and Chief Prulor’s own PaDD trilled. “I was able to collect a few items from family living on the station that was still waiting to be processed.”

Cochrane looked at Mal’athar and said “Care to walk with me, Commander? Quick tour and then we can talk in my office.”

Cochrane, CO

“A tour is much appreciated. I will admit I have followed the design planning of the Manhattan class since it was announced, and I am a bit envious of the science officers that get to make use of her offerings.” Shedda fell into step beside him, hands clasped loosely behind her back, her stride purposeful and purposely lacking the dancer’s grace usually associated with other Orion females.

Mal’athar, XO

“Well, that envy ends today, now doesn’t it?” and he smiled and walked them out of the shuttle bay.

A few hours later, after a thorough tour and some introductions to the crew they met, Cochrane led Mal’athar onto the bridge. After an introduction to the crew on duty, he said. “Feel free to look around, ask questions. Come see me when you are done, all right?” and he smiled and turned and walked to the Ready Room door and inside.

Cochrane, CO

Shedda gave a brief but clear nod, “Aye Sir.” Standing between the science and engineering stations, the doors for turbolift 2 and the main briefing room behind her, and the comm station in front of her. She choose, on purpose, to walk over the engineering station. She knew herself and she’d get lost in conversation with the science officer. She glanced over the readouts. There was no areas of damage to the ship needing repair, but engineering was always busy. Small things that were constantly required to keep the ship running. Shedda pointed to a section on the display of the systems power systems where power had been routed away from the area. “What’s going on here, Lt?” Her tone conveyed curiosity. There were no alarms going off so nothing serious, but it was her job to know.

Mal’athar, XO