Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Ready Room - Pretha’s Check in

Posted by Lieutenant Pretha Oberon (Security Officer / CRIT Leader) in Captain’s Ready Room - Pretha’s Check in
With medical busy at the moment, Pretha’s check in had been usurped by an order from the Captain to meet in his office. It seemed a bit odd. But from the chatter about the ship, which she wandered while killing time, something big was going no having to do with the planet below. The XO wasn’t even on the ship and the mention of Diplomats being involved piqued her curiosity.

She arrived at his office five minutes prior to the appointed time and tapped the chime. If he wasn’t here yet, she would wait. From what she had gathered, this was going to be an interesting assignment.

Lt Pretha Oberon
Security/CRIT Leader

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.

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, but it had a hint of fatigue with it. He stood up and, holding out his hand, he said with a slight British accent “Lieutenant Oberon. It is indeed a pleasure to have you aboard. I apologize for the curt greeting earlier. As I’m sure you can guess, we are in the middle of something and are still trying to get things sorted. Please, sit.” and he indicated a chair.

Cochrane, CO

She came in and headed for the offered hand. A quick handshake and she was lowering herself into the chair. Her eyes had taken in the room in a cursory glance and then focused on the man behind the desk. “It seems I either showed up at the best or worst time, Sir. I am sorry if it is the latter. And no apologies necessary. I was a little stunned to see you there, but was glad it was not as a patient.” She sat down and crossed her legs, getting comfortable without getting familiar. She noted the fatigue and wondered just how bad it was.

Pretha
Sec/CRIT