Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in CIO’s arrival. . . . .

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sebastian d’Aramis (Chief Intelligence Officer) in CIO’s arrival. . . . .

Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in CIO’s arrival. . . . .
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After receiving clearance to dock, Sebastian pulled his personal shuttle into the hanger bay of the USS Manhattan. The trip had been long, considering he had to meet up with the ship in the Delta Quadrant.

As he shut down the engines, he thought about this new posting. The Manhattan was an explorer ship, not an intel ship, which is what he was used to. Many science ships didn’t have an intel officer aboard, but Starfleet Command decided it was prudent, based on the ships location.So, he was ready to make the best of it.

He exited the shuttle with his duffel over his shoulder. After locking everything up tight, Sebastian turned to face the crewman approaching. “Lt. Cmdr. d’Aramis, I’m crewman 3rd class Bellboy. I can take your things to your quarters right away so that you can do your checks.”

“Here, take this one and only this one,”the Intel Chief answered while tossing the crewman the duffel.. “That’s just my personal stuff. I’ll move all of my Intel toys myself. Don’t need anybody messing with that stuff.”

“Of course, sir. Your check-ins are scheduled on this Padd. Medical, 1200 hours. Psych eval, 1400 hours. After that, it’s Captain Cochrane and Cmdr. Mal’athar.”

“Mal’athar, she’s Orion right? Is she as hot as most Orion females?”

The crewman stammered. “Uh . . . uh, I’m, I’m not at liberty to say, sir.”

“Okay.” Sabastian leaned in closer. “Off the record, crewman. I can keep a secret.”

Bellboy looked around the hanger bay and grinned. “Smokin’ . . . sir.”

Sabastian nodded and clapped the crewman on the shoulder. “I didn’t hear it from you, mate.” He looked the padd and began making his way to Sickbay.

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan

Crewman Bellboy swallowed hard over d’Aramis shoulder as the shuttlebay doors opened and in walked the object of their discussion. Seeing the look on the crewman’s face and his hasty retreat, she knew what they were talking about. Hmmm, maybe she should have let Alex beat her to this one. The man hadn’t been on board 5 minutes.

“She’s right behind me, isn’t she, crewman?” Bellboy gave a slight nod, then turned away.

Her demeanor was welcoming and open nonetheless as she strode toward them. “Lt. Cmdr. d’Aramis welcome to the Manhattan. I’m Cmdr Mal’athar.”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

He spun around sharply and with a pleasant smile, said, “Cmdr. Mal’athar, a pleasure to meet you, and thank for the personal welcome. I’m looking forward to working under you . . . under you command. . . .and the captain’s . . .command. I’m also excited to learn more about the Delta Quadrant and all she has to offer.”

Mal’athar stood there calmly as he stuttered through his explanation. She didn’t know the man well enough to know for certain it was fake, but a man like him, that made it through intel training didn’t fluster easily. She reserved evaluation for further observation. “The Delta has much to offer every type of explorer.”

His gaze shifted to Bellboy who was quickly exitng the hangar bay. “That’s okay, I’ll get the rest of my gear later. . . .you probably don’t have the clearance to handle most of it anyway.”

She laughed quietly. Bellboy wasn’t running because he didn’t want to work, he was afraid he’d get caught for gossip. “Our previous Intel officers taught them well to stay far away from their equipment. However, if you need help carrying it, do let us know.”

“Now, commander, what can I do for you?’ I’d like to do a lot for you, he thought, but kept it to himself for the time being. . .

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan

“At ease Lt Cmdr. I’m here to provide you a tour of the ship, unless you would prefer to forgo it. It’s a tradition Cpt Cochrane started and I’m happy to assist.”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

Sebastian looked the Padd and smiled. “Lucky me, that you showed up first. I’ve got time before my boarding physical. Please lead the way, Commander. I’ve never served on a Manhattan class, but I did do some studying of her schematics. Still, I learn best when I can get my hands on what it is I’m studying :)”

He stepped aside and motioned for Shedda to lead the way. . . .

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan

Mal’athar smiled politely and stepped through the doors. “Not luck. Captain Cochrane and I always make sure new arrivals have time to settle before having to report. We make sure that one of us is always available to meet new arrivals and provide a tour.” It was a bit of good natured competition to see who showed up first. And by the looks of the ops officers exchanging small ‘items’ the betting pool was still going strong.

“The Manhattan class is built on a gutted Dreadnought platform. Instead of combat, it was redesigned specifically for scientific research. The Manhattan is the flag ship of her class. She has a length of 700 meters with a beam of 350 meters and a height of 700 meters. With 24 decks we have a complement of 600 officers, up to 130 visiting personnel at any given time. Our maximum evacuation limit is 12,500” Pride was evident in her voice. The commander’s stride measured to his as they moved down the corridor.

“She’s equipped with Type X sensors capable of seeing 5 light-years out from the ship on a high-resolution scan, and 17 light-years on low-resolution. The sensor suite includes the ability to perform multiphasic scans, as well as multiphase buffers to enhance the sensors’ information-gathering abilities. We are also the first to receive any prototype upgrades on top of what our own engineers and scientists develop.” They continued along the corridor. As they passed various crew members, Mal’athar greeted them all by name and spoke briefly to them.

“Decks 4-8 are dedicated to the science department and their various labs and equipment. Deck 4 is dedicated to the study of flora. Deck five for fauna. Deck six is for chemistry and general physics. Deck seven is dedicated to Astronomy, astrophysics, and cosmology. And deck 8 for planetary sciences, such as geology, meteorology, and hydrology. Deck 17 holds our mechanical sciences labs, and computer sciences are on Deck 13.”

Here she paused and nodded toward a door that said sickbay, “Medical facilities are all here on deck 3 along with shuttle bay one, 2 transporter rooms, and the hidden gem of the ship,” she said with a slight quirk at the corner of her mouth. “That’s this way,” she gestured down the hall toward the foreword section of the deck.

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

“She is definitely fancy ship, no doubt about. Don’t keep me in suspense. What is behind door number one?”

As they continued down the corridor, Sebastian slowed his pace slightly. “Science vessels don’t usually have and Intel officer on board. At least not very often, so, could you enlighten as to why Capt. Cochrane requested onefor his ship?”

Lt. Cmdr. Sebastian d’Aramis
CIO-USS Manhattan