Posted by Lieutenant Jack ‘Blaze’ Turner (Chief Sec/Tac Officer) in Breaking bread - All Senior Staff

Posted by Captain Aiden Voss (Commanding Officer) in Breaking bread - All Senior Staff

Posted by Lieutenant Jack ‘Blaze’ Turner (Chief Sec/Tac Officer) in Breaking bread - All Senior Staff
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“She sounds like a true leader, and someone I’d love to pay my respects to if given the chance, especially if our mission takes us near your home planet. I’m sure it would be a meaningful visit for you, even if only for a short time,” Aiden smiled warmly. His chief medical officer was certainly engaging in interesting conversation, and he wanted to ensure it remained inclusive. “Miz’uki, Caitians live by a collaborative culture, right? Divided into clans with a strong focus on loyalty. How does that dynamic work when interacting with other clans? Is there animosity or a greater understanding of each other’s differences?”

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial

“Well that’s just Politics isn’t it” she purred “To be honest our people have a way to settle differences when they become too hot…but ahem…that is probably best not talked about in this setting” she said hinting that it was not a dinner table subject

Miz’uki

Matt let a little smile out. That sounded very much the stuffy British way. He’d never say out loud. But he well understood what she had said. “Certainly not.”

Easton CSO

“Another time, perhaps!” Aiden said, not wanting to put his new chief engineer in an uncomfortable situation. He was genuinely interested in how other cultures, especially those so different from the Caitians, settled their disputes.

Just then, the door to the dining room slid open, and one of the ship’s operations officers, who also served as the part-time chef, entered with a small trolley. “Ah, food!” Aiden exclaimed, brightening at the sight.

“Good evening, everyone,” the chef began, smiling warmly. “Tonight, we have a selection of starters for you to enjoy. First, there’s a Terran charcuterie board with cured meats and cheeses from Earth. We also have Vulcan spiced sehlat patties, Andorian blue ice shrimp with a tangy dipping sauce, and Betazoid glimmerfruit slices paired with a delicate honey glaze.”

As the chef expertly placed the grazing board on the table, he continued, “For drinks, we have a variety of options: Altair water, Bajoran spring wine, Romulan ale—though just a small amount, of course—and a few Earth classics, such as iced tea and sparkling water. Please, help yourselves.”

Aiden smiled, appreciating the effort and the diverse selection. “Thank you,” he said, turning to his guests. “Please, tuck in and enjoy. No reason to put off the good stuff.” He took his own plate and began selecting a variety of food, waiting for the rest to do the same, eager to continue their engaging conversation over the delicious food. “Once again, thank you all for coming, I am hoping to hold regular informal evenings with both the senior and junior crews so I am open to recommendations”

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial
Jake gave his uniform a small tug, it was amazing how much the silly things liked to ride up and wrinkle. The doors whisked open once again with its normal hisp and then promptly shut again. Jake stood there momentarily, his bright green eyes scanning the scene, looking over the table and finding a place to sit. His mouth formed a sort of knowing smirk of approval as he found his place at the table.

“Sorry I am late everyone” he noted giving the captain a brief glance as he migrated to his seat. His voice was confident and full of life. If there was any doubt or uneasiness about him it certainly was not showing.

“Ah, Lieutenant, I’m glad you could join us,” Aiden said warmly. “No bother at all; I understand the work that has kept you busy. We’ve saved a chair for you. Please, have a seat. We’re just about to start our main course.”

“Well, this looks amazing” he said pulling a glass of water taking a sip and looking around the table.

Lieutenant Jack ‘Blaze’ Turner
Chief of Security / Tactical Officer

As the Lieutenant settled in, Aiden continued, “We’ve been sharing our backgrounds and stories. For instance, Miz’uki was telling us about the collaborative culture of the Caitians and how their society is organized into clans with a strong focus on loyalty. It’s fascinating how they balance interactions between different clans. K’Mora shared some incredible stories about the geological wonders of her home planet, like the waterfalls of Ryna crystals and the hard-light rainbows of Ma’an Ridge. And KT-QT mentioned her illustrious leader, and how her teachings have influenced her.

“We’d love to hear a bit about yourself as well. Any interesting stories or experiences you’d like to share?”

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial

Jake smiled at the group, his perfect teeth almost twinkled in the lighting. “Thank you Captain, ” he said and selected one of the Glimmerfruit for the plate in front of him.

“I’m afraid I grew up in Millfield Iowa Sir, it’s about as close to nothing as you can get,” he paused a small grin forming on the corner of his mouth. “Hot summers and winters that will freeze the sweat onto your face.” he picked up his first fork and carved a small bite.

“Don’t get me wrong I loved growing up there but there is not a lot to look at. Though there is nothing like a storm on the plains lighting strikes for miles and miles it’s quite the site.” he shifted his thoughts to the second question not really sure, his life had been rather plain all be it fun for him as a pilot.

“I guess the only really interesting story is how I got my Call sign” he said the regretted that he brought it up the moment he mentioned it. “You all don’t want to hear about that it’s not really that interesting just a rookie mistake.” he said trying to deflect.

Lieutenant Jack ‘Blaze’ Turner
Chief of Security / Tactical Officer

“On the contrary, Jack, I for one would love to,” Aiden quickly interjected before anyone else had the opportunity. He always found it curious how pilots often acquired their callsigns, usually earned through notable but often negative feats rather than positive ones. This tradition had persisted since before the first warp flight.

Captain Aiden Voss
Commanding Officer
USS Memorial
Jack smiled and leaned back in his chair. His eyes searching for the Memory. “Well,” he said as he took a sip from his drink and sat it down. “It was my first flight on the Titan” he said and paused for a moment. If he was going to humiliate himself all over again, he would do it with some style.

“The sensors on the fighter were not aligning and no matter what I tired I could not get a good target Id” he said his hands animating the scene as they waved about. “And target lock was impossible. So, when I sat down on the deck I told my crew chief what was going on and we began trouble shooting the system” he said with a smile and took a small bite of fruit before proceeding.

“Anyway, so I’ve got the forward maintenance panel open and he’s upside down in the cockpit testing lines and asks if I can replace the secondary sensor relay” he paused for dramatic effect. ” I thought sure no problem, I had done it several times when I was getting checked out on the craft after all.” he leaned forward on the table a little setting up for the final delivery.

“Well, I did not pay a lot of attention when I was pulling the relay and in the latest upgrade of the cutlas the contacts are reversed, Sparkes flew everywhere inside the compartment as I replaced the relay. Next thing I know I’m yanking the chief out by his ankles as the entire cockpit goes up in flames.” He said looking around the table, his cheeks a little red as the embarrassment set in.
“Thank goodness no one was hurt but the amount of damage to the fighter was extensive. Let’s just say the Chief never let me near the mechanics again.” he said with a laugh.

“So, I head into flight debrief about an hour later. Apparently, the CAG had been talking to the flight line when it all went down. ” he said, his eyes now closed remembering it. “The entire wing on shift that day was in the room, first words out of his mouth. ‘First order of business. New Callsign, Ensign Turner is now Blaze’ the entire room echoed in ’ Aye’ in agreement.” he said finally shaking his head. “Could have been worse I guess it could have been ‘Sparky’” he noted letting out a little snort of a laugh and then waited for the Jabs.

Lieutenant Jack ‘Blaze’ Turner
Chief of Security / Tactical Officer

Jack took a sip off of his drink waiting to see folks around the the table responded.

Lieutenant Jack ‘Blaze’ Turner
Chief of Security / Tactical Officer