Posted by Captain Tralla Sh’Zoarhi (Captain) in Side Sim: Tyrran Reports Onboard

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Tyrran Mulligan (First Officer) in Side Sim: Tyrran Reports Onboard

Posted by Captain Tralla Sh’Zoarhi (Captain) in Side Sim: Tyrran Reports Onboard
Posted by… suppressed (6) by the Post Ghost! 👻

[Snip]

Tyrran studied the map, noting the corridor junctions.
“Thank you, Maizie.” He replied. He took one last look in the mirror before turning and walking out toward the corridor. A few minutes later he arrived at the Memorial’s cavernous shuttlebay. While he’d read the ship’s specifications before transferring aboard, nothing really prepared you for seeing the real thing. The space was enormous. He began to walk, looking at the various craft docked there as he searched for the distinctive hull of the Flying Angel. He didn’t have to look for long, as there was no mistaking the sleek lines of the yacht. Even docked it looked like she was travelling at high speed. He walked around her nose and saw the open port entryway. Tyrran paused a moment, then walked through the doorway to the inside.

–Mulligan, XO

OOC Bump Post coming soon

KG

Walking into the ship he would find no one in the aft compartment however walking into the cockpit he would see a pair of legs sticking out from under the main console it seems the person those legs belonged too was not aware that that a visitor was in the Flying Angel with them

Tralla

Tyrran had been in this situation before and didn’t wish to startle the individual. He stepped back quietly out of the room and then clapped his hands together a few times as he approached the doorway again. Stepping through the doorway he clasped his hands behind his back and cleared his throat.
“Greetings,” he said.

Mulligan, XO

She slid out from under the console the “A visitor Maizie we must have a talk about alerting me when someone is coming to talk to me” she said with a chuckle

=^=”My Apologies captain”=^= Maizie replied

What can I do for you, Commander?” Tralla was 5’ 10” tall rather sporty as far as build her silver hair was cropped into a short punk style cut her antenna swayed about curiously though they had a number of scars a wedding band was looped around the right antenna her eyes were impossibly green though it was clear that they were implants the Andorian reached her right hand out and the Commander might notice the Borg style implans still wrapped over the top of her hand clearly the captain had some run-in with the Borg

Tralla

“I’m Tyrran Mulligan,” he said as his brown eyes quickly appraised her. While they were pretty much equal in height, Tyrran guessed she would have an advantage in weight if they wound up in the ring. The implants piqued his curiosity, but he took her offered hand without hesitation. The gloves he wore were a synthmesh work style, with a suede-like texture on the palm and a more porous surface on the back. His grip was firm, but not uncomfortable. “My transfer is on file and I wish to report onboard, sir,” he added with a nod.
Tyrran had straight black hair that was cut short. He was clean shaven, and his light skin had a slightly green hue. The points of his ears were rounded, but the warm smile on his face made it clear that he favoured his human ancestry over his Vulcan heritage.

Mulligan, XO

Welcome aboard Have you had any experience with the memorial class starships?” she asked leaning against one of the consoles casually

“No, sir. This is my first time serving aboard one. I reviewed the specifications when I found out I was being transferred here. But it’s always very different once you’re actually aboard.” Tyrran clasped his hands behind his back, standing comfortably as he talked with his new Captain.

“And have you ever had an encounter with the Borg?” she added

Tralla

Tyrran’s tone changed dramatically, losing much of the warmth. “Yes, sir. We encountered a damaged sphere when I was serving on the Lapérouse. The Borg stole some equipment from our ship, and we were fortunate not to suffer any casualties.” Tyrran’s eyes had lost their focus momentarily as he remembered the incident. He blinked and refocused on the Captain. One of his eyebrows shot up suddenly. “Does your question have to do with our next mission, or was it a… Personal inquiry?” He asked delicately.

Mulligan, XO