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Security Summons - ATTN: Brekag - COS Office

Posted by Lieutenant Maria Beckett (Chief of Security) in Security Summons - ATTN: Brekag - COS Office

Posted by Ensign Brekag (Security Officer) in Security Summons - ATTN: Brekag - COS Office

Posted by Lieutenant Maria Beckett (Chief of Security) in Security Summons - ATTN: Brekag - COS Office
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Stepping into the security office, Lieutenant Beckett studied the spartan space. The previous Chief cleared out everything personal. Making her way over to the small replicator, she ordered an Irish blend breakfast tea with some milk and then sat it on the desk. In short order she had replicated a few items. A model of Outpost 42 almost the size of a basketball which went up on a wall shelf. Following that came a cargo hauler, civilian in design and looked like it belonged fifty to one hundred years in the past. It bore a tiny placard designating it as the S.S. Atlas. Added to that was a model of a P-51 Mustang from the Second World War, displayed as though in flight. All went onto shelves.

Then out came a few hologram captures in one base unit. They slowly began to cycle through various subjects. The first was of a young woman with chestnut curls with bright green eyes, dressed in Science blues. Following that came another woman, taller, also in Science blues, with dark hair and bright eyes. Then followed a man in Command red with pips indicating Fleet Captain. And then another male, with a pantograph on their forehead, in Security gold with lieutenants pips. Another were of an older man and woman together with a toddler. It wasn’t hard to see the family resemblance in the couple to know this must be her parents. The small hologram went onto her desk near the corner.

Somewhat settled, she activated the terminal and went to accessing ship records, starting with personnel. And then she spotted it. Something she never expected in her entire life. =^=Lieutenant Beckett to Ensign Brekag. Please report to the Security Office at your earliest convenience.=^= And now we wait.

Lt. Beckett, COS

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- Sam

=^=”Understood. On my way.=^= Ensign Brekag responded in the communicator and headed to the new Chief of Security’s office. Once he arrived, he stood outside the door and let the chime announce he was there. “Ensign Brekag reporting as ordered, Ma’am.” He said, emphasis on the ma’am part. He was not fond of the captain choosing a female officer over him to replace Lt. Zero.
Ensign Brekag, Security

It didn’t take long for the young Ferengi to reach the office. As soon as the silvery chime shivered through the air, she bade him enter. Slipping to her feet and offered a business-like nod. “Good morning, Ensign,” she said, while bringing her hands up in front of her, wrists together, palms apart, fingers curled. While she wasn’t exactly the tallest of her species, she did tower over the smaller-statured Ferengi.

“I’m Lieutenant Beckett. When I saw your service record in my department, I couldn’t wait to meet you. You’re only the second Ferengi I’ve ever heard of in Starfleet. Naturally, you’re a special case. Can I get something for you before we get started,” she asked, gesturing toward the small office replicator.

Lt Beckett, COS

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