Posted by Mar. Captain Wulf Baumann (MACO CO) in PreSim- Introductions and Understandings (Tag CO)

Posted by Captain Marceau Renault (Commanding Officer) in PreSim- Introductions and Understandings (Tag CO)

Posted by Mar. Captain Wulf Baumann (MACO CO) in PreSim- Introductions and Understandings (Tag CO)
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The newly arrived MACO leader made his way to the bridge and found the door to the Captain’s Ready Room. Foregoing the chime, the tall German man rapped his knuckles on the frame loudly.

Baumann, MACO CO

The room was small. On ships of this era, space was in extreme demand, and even a small office was lucky to have. Barren, metallic walls made it feel smaller. A small desk took up about a fourth of the floorspace. A painting was leaned carefully against the front side of the desk. It was a beautiful landscape of a city painted with vibrant oil paints. Painted across the bottom of the painting was a banner serving as a label. It read: ‘Marseille, France’. On the desk, a small French flag stood near the computer console. A small statuette, like the sort from religious scenes, was on the other corner of his desk.

Beside the desk was a stack of medical texts, the titles ranging from ten years old to brand new. The subjects were as varied as the age of the texts, everything from survival med, to immune disorders, to ‘alien’ infectious disease, to xenobiology and anatomy. Some were written by human authors, some by Denobulans. The Vulcans of course, did not allow humans access to their studies.

Marceau stood behind the desk, several papers scattered around the surface of the desk. He read over one of them, for what must have been the umpteenth time, then ran a hand through curly reddish-brown hair, muttering something to himself in French. It was then there was a loud knock at the door. “Enter.” When the door opened, Marceau looked up and smiled. “I was told to expect you. I am Captain Renault.” He was a little soft spoken, his voice carrying a noticeable French accent.

~ Captain Renault

The broad shouldered German walked in and stopped short of the desk so as not to crowd the ship’s commander. “MACO Captain Wulf Baumann. A please to meet you, Captain Renault. My team and I have just arrived. They are sorting out our equipment and getting ready for departure. I was directed to report to you on arrival.” Baumann’s voice was deep and carried a thick German accent, but his tone was professional and just short of friendly.

Baumann, MACO

Marceau smiled again and gestured to a chair on the opposite side of the desk. Then he sat himself. “I have not worked with the marines before. I would like your opinion, what do you feel is the best use of their time and skills while aboard my ship?”

~ Captain Renault

Baumann took the offered seat. At the question, he took a breath and thought of the best way to reply.

“MACO is an offensive group, Captain. We are not geared or trained for static postings. And the team on board your ship is especially known for being… how should I put it… proactive… in our areas of operations. That being said, MACO teams on star ships is an experiment as you and I both are aware, sir. So as far as to how best to utilize us? I would think that would depend on the nature of the ship’s primary mission. But regardless of that, our primary purpose is to engage with those deemed hostile to humanity. We are a force multiplier, Captain. We exist to make sure that no one walks over us.”

Baumann, MACO CO

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