Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in Pre-Sim: Onboarding - Fresh Steal on the Deck.

Posted by Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson (Diplomatic Attaché) in Pre-Sim: Onboarding - Fresh Steal on the Deck.

Posted by Commander Shedda Mal’athar (Executive Officer) in Pre-Sim: Onboarding - Fresh Steal on the Deck.
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The shuttle whisked through space, it’s engines hummed as it worked to catch up to the Manhattan. A seabag sat at his feet, it carried all his belongings that were not things that could be replicated or at least he would rather have the actually items. Topping off the bag was a large round shield with ornate Norse markings etched into its surface, a sword slipped through it’s straps. The large two sided axe had draw more than a little attention from security he had assured them they were decorations and family heirlooms.

The shuttle approached Manhattan, made contact and landed in the shuttle bay. Bjarke had to duck out of the shuttle, his 6foot 8inch frame was not made for starships. He towered over most of the crew going about there business on the deck. His heavy bag, hung from his left shoulder as he walked over to the crate to check them. “Thank you gentleman. You can put the crate over there for now I’ll deal with it.” he said to the shuttle crew. He took in the area and officers that were in the bay wondering if someone had come to greet him.”

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

A woman in a red command division uniform and emerald green skin was standing near the shuttle bay doors. Her black hair was pinned in a perfect bun. Her electric blue eyes watched everything in the bay. She stepped away from the door and moved across the bay with purpose and confidence. She approached Viktorsson. “Lt. Viktorsson, welcome aboard the Manhattan. I’m Cmdr. Mal’athar. How was the trip out?”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

His smile was wide and welcoming, his deep timber voice boomed as he responded. “Commander, Thank you I am so glad to be here” he said holding out his massive hand. “The trip was as it always is for me, a little uncomfortable but it was tolerable” he noted. “Add the good’s are intact so my cousin will be please, Revna as sent a care package with me for a few on board” he noted patting the top of the crate.

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

Mal’athar shook his hand. The grip didn’t phaser her, but his hand dwarfed hers. “Revna?” Her face brightened. “Lady McKenzie is your cousin? How is she? Finally settled with that husband of hers?”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

“My cousin is enjoying her husband, and I’m sure cracking the whip getting the clan settled on OED. And then there is another Edman woman losing her skirts to her” his booming laugh echoed through out the bay drawing a few glances their way. “She sent you some coffee and was hoping you would send her an update about your daughter” he said. “I’ll be sending her a relay once I settle in if you want to add your own, it takes a little longer to go through the relays but I’m sure she would be happy to hear from you” he said smiling, something he did not seem to be short on.

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

The commander looked shocked, as did crew near enough to hear him, at the mention of her daughter. “I’m glad she is doing well. We all like your cousin. She is a wonderful person.” She shook her head, “The court found Maava’s birth father and was able to reunite them. The adoption wasn’t finalized. I will have to write her. I didn’t realize it had been so long.” Shedda gestured toward the door. “Would you like a tour Lt? Or do you prefer to just get settled in?”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

His eyes flashed a moment of grief when she mentioned that the adoption had fell through. “She is hard not to like,” he agreed they had played together since they were small children, he had thought she would be his wife one day when he was really little until he found out that it was not appropriate. “I would love a tour, could we stop by my quarters the bag is heavier than it looks” he noted, which was funny the bag was almost as big as she was so it looked pretty heavy.

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

Shedda nodded, “Revna is unique. I never met anyone who didn’t like her.” She glanced at the bag with raised brows. “I always thought Revna was pulling my leg when she said everyone in her family carried shields and swords.” She moved out the door, “This way. Your quarters are on Deck 4 with the other department heads. The VIP quarters are also there, one has been converted into a formal diplomatic suite for an office and meeting area.” There was a lift just down the corridor. “The officer’s mess is also on this deck. It’s the best food anywhere. I do believe your cousin left some of her mead with the Chef.”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

He looked down at her his smile softened and became a little more serious. “Aye, We all keep and train in the old ways, mostly for decoration now, but I promise Vindhjálmr bite is true, she’ll rend a man if need be” he said pride swelling across his face. At the mention of the mead his smile returned “That reminds me, Revna decided that I would drain the reserves on the ship so she sent two more cases of the mead with me.”

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

Shedda chuckled, “Well Chef Harv will be relieved to have more. I think he’s been hoarding the last few bottles.” She glanced at the sword. “Vindjálmr” She said the word slowly but with accuracy. A horrible accent though. “If there is one thing I have learned through my life, studies, and service it’s that not every problem has an answer in the present or the future. Sometimes it’s the past that holds the answers we need.”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO
Vindhjálmr
He looked at her stopping a moment to really take her in. “Wise words for certain” he said with a slight bow of his head. “I can see why Revna spoke so highly of you, I look forward to getting to know you better.” he said with a wide smile.

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché

Shedda laughed, “Well I wouldn’t say wise, but I’ve learned how to listen and learn. To not make assumptions.” The lift doors opened and she moved down the corridor. She stopped by a door. “This is you.”

Cmdr. Mal’athar, XO

Bjarke let out a smaller laugh as they they exited the lift, he was looking down at her and was not paying attention clipping his for head on the top of the lift door frame. “fordømt” he barked wincing and rubbing his fore head. “Ahye, you’d think I would not do that after so many years” he winced his cheeks turning a little pink from embarrassment.

He followed her a big red welt forming on his forehead. Looking in the room his eyes still in a semi frown from the pain. “This will do nicely thank you he said setting his bag just inside the door and closing the door as they left for the rest of the tour.

Lieutenant Bjarke Viktorsson
Diplomatic Attaché