USS Memorial
Side Sim: Tyrran Reports Onboard
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tyrran Mulligan (First Officer) in Side Sim: Tyrran Reports Onboard
Materializing on the transporter, Tyrran took a deep breath and looked around. It didn’t look much different from the transporter room on the USS Lulea.
“Permission to come aboard?” He asked.
“Permission granted. Welcome to the Memorial, sir. I’m NE Green, the quartermaster.” Tyrran stepped down from the pad and nodded at the crewman. “If you’ll follow me, sir, I’ll show you to your quarters.”
“Yes please,” Tyrran replied. He fell in behind Green. A short walk and turbolift ride later they had arrived at Tyrran’s new home on the starboard side of deck nine. A pair of NE’s were just leaving when they walked up to the door, one of whom was Selay.
“Sssir! We jussst finissshed delivering your luggage,” the Selay said.
“Thank you, crewman,” Tyrran said with a nod. The Selay bowed slightly and walked with his companion down the corridor. Green turned to Tyrran.
“The Captain will want you to report in as soon as possible,” he said. “Do you need anything else?”
“Not at this time, thank you.” Green nodded and also walked away. Tyrran stepped up to the doors and into his new quarters. His belongings from the Lulea had all arrived, the cases neatly stacked near the door. He walked into the middle of the large living space which had comfortable 2- and 3-seat chesterfields, two luxurious looking lounge chairs, and a padded ottoman that were all arranged neatly around a glass coffee table. He wandered to the right into the next room. Here a workstation computer terminal was setup at one end of the room, with another door leading out into the corridor. At the other end of the room a dining table was surrounded by chairs, with a food replicator nearby. Tyrran nodded and walked back through the living room into the next part of the quarters. Here was his new bedroom with generous closet space. He stepped into the washroom and stopped in front of the mirror. His reflection stared back at him, still looking unfamiliar in command red. He’d spent an inordinate amount of time tugging at his new uniform shirt this morning before the rendezvous. While he knew it was identical to his old one, the red just didn’t look right. He sighed. He knew he’d get used to it eventually.
“The Captain will want you to report in as soon as possible,” echoed Green’s voice in his mind. No time like the present, Tyrran decided.
“Computer, where is Captain Sh’Zoarhi?” he asked.
=^=”Hello Commander Mulligan, I am Maizie the Ships ENTITY AI Unit It is nice to meet you!”=^= a clearly female voice replied to his inquiry, a small hologram of an orb that showed an Audio waveform when the voice spoke. =^=”The captain is currently in the shuttle bay on Deck 20, she is currently working on the Flying Angel that serves as the Captains Yacht.”=^= Maizie informed him bringing up a map of the ship came up showing him a path to where the captain was.
Maizie Ships AI