Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Odina Marshell (Chief Engineer) in Side Sim-Engineering Meeting of Minds (El and your company of NEs)
Odina didn’t say much at first but she had noticed some tension among the NE’s and she figured having a face to face with them all. She hoped would clear the air and if nothing else give everyone time to get things off their chest. She wasn’t sure how the meeting would end, if the NE’s would want to try and have her replaced or if they would be willing to work with her. Either way it was worth the risk to make sure they were a team that intended to try to keep the ship moving in the best possible condition.

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The crew were waiting for the new Chief when she came in to the scheduled meeting at the lounge that had been booked for this. Some who had seen her were not surprised, but some hadn’t yet seen her and craned their necks to get a view of her. The faces were a mix of emotions. Some looked intrigued, some looked bored, some wore neutral expressions.

In one cluster were the other engineering officers. Ltjg Reginald Green was sitting/leaning against a table, his expression one of a ‘well let’s see’. He was a large man with a square thick beard. The other two were Ensigns El, a mid sized striking Asian girl and NE Sasha Gagarin, a tall lanky expressive young man with a boyish face. El looked intrigued, perhaps because she felt she was the shortest one on the crew, at least before the new Chief. Sasha well, he was just expressive.

The more senior NCO’s were grouped more in the middle of the cluster of the engineers. One, a Warrant Officer, Jackson was present with a ball cap carrying the designation of the Indiana, Senior Chief PO Bekele Seifu, of Ethiopian descent, bald and leaning in to get a good look at her. The Petty Officers were rounded out with a mixed group – Fiona Cleare, Emerson Fawkes, Rick Walters and Aeled Clark. These regarded Odina with mixed expressions; Fiona the most critical in examination but most looked to be treating this as yet another introduction to yet another Chief Engineer, their third in the last year.

The general seamen – marking a half dozen – Dorian Grigio, Galen Sideris, Rosa-Marie Morales, Boris Gostovnick, William Fry and Darlene Kohl sat about one table. Darlene sipped from a battered coffee mug that bore safety qualification stickers, William looking a bit old to be a Seaman, Boris looking more fitting for a rugby field than a starship. The remaining three were just packing up a deck of cards as Odina entered.

As Odina came into the room and the engineers flashed an inquiring look at her, Green as the next ranking officer slipped off his seat. “Officer on deck!” he announced, looking at the others quite critically as they shifted to their feet and came to attention. With a practiced frown he paused to examine the group before turning to Odina. “Engineers mustered as ordered, Lt,” he said. His voice was unhurried and intentional and decidedly British.
- The Engineering Team