Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in Lt Haygen Reporting

Posted by Lieutenant Ronald Haygen (Intelligence Officer) in Lt Haygen Reporting
Lieutenant Haygen sat at his desk at Star Fleet Headquarters. Looking out the window he could clearly see the San Francisco Bay. Data Pads littered Haygen’s desk. Haygen sat back in chair reflecting on his career. How had he gone from Hard Charging Marine Non-Commissioned Officer to a cake eater sitting behind a desk meant for a Lt. Commander a rank higher than sat on his collar. Turning back and looking through the windows of his office into the interior office, he could see the 12 Intelligence officers under his command going through the information that was constantly provided to them. Everything from sensor readings, human provided intelligence to rumors. Rear Admiral Sidney Souers opened the door from the hallway directly to Haygens Office. “Ron you have a few Minutes?” Haygen was already standing up to the position of attention. Haygen knodded to the Admiral “Of course sir”.

Admiral Souers was the commander of Star Fleet Intelligence. A powerful position but he had become friends with the Admiral. He had asked several times for a transfer back into the field but the Admiral had always told him that his “abilities” were better served running the intelligence teams at Headquarters. Haygen Motioned to his old Coffee press, “A cup of Coffee sir?” The admiral accepted “Your one of the only officer I know here that still brews his own coffee from scratch” Taking a sip “but you know I believe it may be one of the best cups that I have had this month.”

The admiral sat down “Ron, I have always believed that you are the best person to work this desk” The admiral reached out and touched Haygens desk, “but I know that you want back into the field. With that said I have been keeping a look out for assignments that I believe would require the talent that I know you have in you. One happened to come over my desk today.” The admiral handed Haygen his a data pad. It required a thumbprint to open. Haygen pressed his thumb to the pad and the file opened.

=/\= To: Starfleet Intelligence Services
From: Starfleet Command Special Services Division
Subject: Request for Intelligence Officer, USS. Manhattan NCC 88000
Star Fleet Command believes that Diplomatic operations and scientific operations must be at the heart of the mission of the USS. Manhattan, but we also recognize the importance of gathering intelligence and cultivating intelligence assets on the numerous planets that are located during this mission in order to provide a strategic advantage to Star Fleet.
Therefore it is requested that Star Fleet Intelligence assign a Intelligence officer at the lowest rank of Lieutenant who is believed to be able to achieve the above stated goals to the USS. Manhattan. Said Officer shall depart no later than 48 hours from receiving this order. =/\=

Haygen read the assignment twice. He was of course familiar with the Manhattan that it was in the Delta Quadrant. But an assignment on the Manhattan would be huge not for his career but as an intelligence officer. Gathering intelligence and cultivating assets on cultures that no one has ever met before, that no Federation intelligence has ever worked with, that was the things dreams are made of for intelligence officers. Haygen finally realized that he was in his own head instead of talking to the Admiral, “Sir are you offering this assignment to me?” The Admiral smiled “Yes Ron, its yours if you want it.”. Haygen stood up, “Sir I will begin preparing to leave immediately.” The Admiral looked around the room, at the walls there was nothing on the walls, no personal item anywhere in the office “Im assuming that won’t take long for you.”
Haygen walked to his door and opened it, “Lt Johnsburger get in here”. Haygen picked up a pad as the Lieutenant came through the door, “Lt, im being reassigned, you will find in this pad a list of all active cases and operations, you should considered yourself the acting OIC”
Turning to the Admiral “Sir I will be on the first available transport to the wormhole.” The Admiral shook his head “Haygen, one day you will have to settle down and put down roots somewhere besides just your job. Good Luck Lieutenant.” The admiral shook Haygens hand and then walked out of the office.
Haygen returned to his small apartment, gathered his belongings which all fit inside of a single duffle bag. Then he was off. After several hops around he arrived outside of the Wormhole. The transition through the wormhole was a different and not quite pleasant experience. After hours of travel in the Delta Quadrant the shuttle made the Rendezvous with the Manhattan.
The Shuttle Endevour One signaled the Manhattan =/\= USS. Manhattan this is Shuttle Endevour with one to beam over =/\=
After given the clearance to beam over Hagen stood waiting for the tingle of the beam, as the static appeared in his eyes Haygen for the first time in a long time felt excited about his future. Now to see what was on the other side.

Lieutenant Ronald Haygen
Intelligence Officer

Shedda stood in the transporter room and nodded to the chief as they waited for their newest crew member to board. New crew usually boarded at Event Horizon, but they weren’t scheduled to arrive back at the station for awhile and with Faye’s departure and the nature of their mission they needed her replacement on board. The lights swirled and coalesced into Lt Hayden. Or should be. A glance at the face matched the personnel file she had read when the assignment had been made.

With the sequence complete, the Orion woman stepped forward offering a firm but controlled hand shake - she was always cognizant of the fact she was stronger than humans. “Lieutenant Ronald Haygen, I am Cmad Shedda Mal’athar. Welcome to the Manhattan.”

Mal’athar, XO

Lt Haygen Materialized on the pad, he observed the Commander standing in the transporter room and immediately snapped to attention, hoping that his black tunic indicating that he was intelligence was in fact straight and crisp as professional appearance is of the upmost priority to him. He took the Commanders hand and shook it and then Snapping to attention “Lieutenant Ronald Haygen reporting as ordered Commander, Permission to come aboard?” This was the traditional request to enter a ship, Star Fleet was steeped in tradition if it was anything.

Lieutenant Ronald Hayburn
Intelligence Officer