Posted by Fleet Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Captains Ready Room- Check in with the CO

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Sovrk (Chief Science Officer) in Captains Ready Room- Check in with the CO

Posted by Fleet Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Captains Ready Room- Check in with the CO
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A Vulcan male stepped off of the turbolift onto the bridge. The man walked onto the bridge and looked around for just a moment. He nodded to those around that currently manned their stations as he walked across the aft of the bridge. Somewhat slowly he crossed from port to starboard, seemingly he took in the sights of the bridge as he crossed over towards the door that separated the bridge from the Captains Ready Room. He lifted up his his hand and pressed the call button on the Comm beside the door so that it announced his presence at the door. His hand fell back to his side and he looked around the bridge a bit as he waited for an response. He stood there silently, his face seemed netural and expressionless, it almost teetered on solemnness.
Sovrk, CSO

“Come in.” a voice said from inside. The door silently slid open to reveal the office beyond. The office was organized, but had the feel of both authority… and peace. Two bookcases on one wall stood with shelves lined with actual books behind their glass doors. Pictures had been mounted around the room showing both places and people, many of them featuring the same person. Various odds and ends graced places here and there.

Displayed prominently, however, alone on a shelf high up on the wall directly behind the desk that sat opposite the door, was the lone figure of a gold Ox. Lighting had been directed so that it drew the eye of anyone who came through the door almost immediately. Below that hung a… coat, for lack of a better word… that seemed to originate from a vid from Earth circa the mid twentieth century. Specifically those years many referred to as ‘the 70’s’.

Seated behind the desk was the Captain. He looked up as the doors opened. His hair was black, making the bright blue eyes beneath the well-groomed hair even more intense. He had a youthful appearance, somewhat more so than the Captain’s pips at his collar would seem to indicate. He smiled and stood up and, holding out his hand, he said with a slight British accent “Lieutenant Sovrk . It is indeed a pleasure to have you aboard. Please, sit.” and he indicated one of the chairs set in front of the desk.

Cochrane, CO

Sovrk stepped inside. The man stood at 6‘1, looking at him he emanated almost a cold air and aura. Though his eyes took the time to scan the room as he moved through the now opened door. His eyes moved around, clearly he took his time to study the details of the room. His face shifted ever so slightly, he seemed to be taken in just a bit. His eyes settled on the bull and he tilted his head ever so slightly to the side a slight curious twinkle coming into his eyes. When the captain spoke Sovrk stepped forward and straightened out his head. He nodded slightly, which caused his black hair to slightly cover his dark eyes. He stepped forward across the desk and offered his hand to the captain. “Captain, a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” He spoke his voice even, the tone betrayed no hint of his thoughts, or feelings a true neutral. Once the captain either decided to take his hand and shake, or not Sovrk sat when the captain did, almost mirroring his movements.
Sovrk, CSO

Cochrane took the hand knowing the gesture was not the preferred one for Vulcans and he smiled. “Indeed. Please, be seated. Would you care for something to drink? I was just about to make some tea for myself. I am happy to share.” he said as he went to the replicator and ordered a pot of hot water and two cups.

Cochrane, CO

Sovrk nodded and sat down into one of the empty chairs. “Tea would be lovely captain.” He said giving another nod. He sat up straight and looked thoughtful. “I hope my arrival was most timely.” He added almost in a offhanded manner. “I would assume that you have seen my file, though I would admit that I know nothing about you captain… other than what the Admiral would say.... and all he said that you were a good man.” He raised an eyebrow. “It seemed like high praise.”
Lt.J.G Sovrk, COS

Cochrane smiled. “Well, the Admiral is a good man, so I will take it as a compliment.” He said with a chuckle. From a drawer he pulled out a small wooden box carved in Vulcan writing. It read ‘For Peace, For Health, For Remembering’. From the box came loose-leaf tea that, when he put it in the hot water to steep, came the unmistakable aroma of genuine Vulcan tea. Cochrane even prepared it in the traditional Vulcan way. Loose leaves steeped in hot water, no strainer or tea bag, and not stirred. He set a cup in front of Sovrk and said in perfect Vulcan “Na’ muhl’es heh haulan.” (For health and reflection.). He sat down and let the tea steep and looked at Sovrk. “I have read your file, yes. And I am glad you accepted the position. I think you will be a fine addition to the crew. But let us start with you. What questions do you have? About me, the ship, the crew… anything at all?”

Cochrane, CO

Sovrk’s eyebrows raised ever so slightly, just a percievable fraction of a inch. He let the tea steep for a few moments. “I can see why you were chosen as the captain of this vessel for this mission. It seems that you know plenty of my people, enough to give the comforts of home.” The corner of his lip upturned just slightly before going back to his neutral look. “I understand the mission as it was written in the briefing. That this mission is one of exploration and diplomacy. We are here in the the Delta Quadrent, an area that is largely unkown to the Federation, to find out what sentient species are here and make contact. While still not violating the Prime Directive, if I am not mistaken captain. The purpose seems to be relatively straightforward. Unless there is a hidden agenda.” He stated somewhat flatly, but not in a discourteous way. With this he reached over and picked up the cup, took a a small sip from it, then held it inbetwixt his hands looking into the teacup thoughtfully.
Lt.J.G Sovrk, CSO