Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Zero (Chief of Security) in COS’s Office: Ensign Merot reporting for Duty

Posted by Ensign Seistran Merot (Security Officer) in COS’s Office: Ensign Merot reporting for Duty

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Zero (Chief of Security) in COS’s Office: Ensign Merot reporting for Duty
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Stepping off of the turbolift, the young Ensign stepped onto Deck 11. He would have to get used to the layout of the ship. Studying various ship layouts and a few missions as a Cadet didn’t fully prepare him for the magnitude of serving on a Starfleet vessel. The Memorial was a fine vessel, to say the least. The battlecruiser made for a fine first assignment. Truth be told, it was a fantastic vessel to advance, or even retire, on. But, time would tell what the fates held for the betazoid.

Reaching the Security Chief’s office, Seistran straightened out his uniform. His blonde hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail, black eyes closing as he composed himself. However, on the other side of the door, a presence seemed rather busy. Opening his eyes, he pressed the door chime and put his hands behind his back.

• Ensign Merot

Lt. Zero was working on a few pad when he heard the door chime. He put his pad away and cleared his mind and with a booming voice he called out “Enter if you dare” he joked

Lt. Zero (COS)

Smirking to himself, the Ensign opened the door, stepping into the office. His gaze looked around the space before landing on the department head.

“Lieutenant? I am Ensign Merot. It’s an honor to be assigned on the Memorial.” he said, standing at attention.

• Ensign Merot

Zero looked at the young ensign “your still very green by the looks at it. You can relax around me ensign take set.” Zero started to read his file “So why security” he asked point blank.

Lt. Zero (COS)

“My first assignment out of the Academy. Is it that obvious?” he asked with a chuckle.

Taking a seat, his gaze once more ran around the office before returning to the Chief. “As a son of the Seventh House of Betazed, I needed to boost my brand. Between my four sisters, Mother has her pick as to who will inherit the title once she passes. As for Father, he’s been a prominent ambassador for the Federation since before my birth. But that wasn’t the life I wanted. I’m a master of Tassa’Akai. When we would stay at our summer home on Lake Armstrong, I would study Wing Chun, although I am far from a master of that. I’ve devoured countless books on battle strategies. Humans have turned warfare into an artform, and if there’s one thing that betazoids appreciate above all else, it’s art.

“Security was the best division for me to get into. From here, I can move on to Tactical. Maybe get into Starfleet Intelligence. Eventually, I’d like to captain my own ship. Retire as an admiral.” Was his answer too honest? Probably. But, such was the way of his people. “Will it be an easy road? Absolutely not. But, it’ll be a life that I chose, not one laid out by my parents.”

• Ensign Merot