Posted by Lieutenant Naomi Locke (Sci) in Let’s Stow It All (All JOs)

Posted by Captain Arialla Bovar (Captain) in Let’s Stow It All (All JOs)
The message went out and was marked URGENT on everyone’s comms in the morning when they got up. From the linguist to all the JOs, the message rang across the ship like a silent alarm that blinked bright red when folks woke up.

“Good morning, crew.

As our refit finally starts to wind down and draw to a close, it’s that time again. All JOs are to report to Cargo Bay #3 at 1100 hours to help with replenishment. This is mandatory and all hands are required to attend. Shift Supervisors please bring duty rosters for head counts and distribution of personnel for this 15 hour revolution.

See you all there
Captain Ari Bovar
CO”

The message went out just before the missive for the DH meeting.

Capt Ari Bovar
CO

When Naomi saw that message and the format, her anxiety jumped to new heights. Then she spotted refit which made her relax. As her heart settled down, she moved toward the cargo bay. Her PADD in hand and using the map with the trick the CO taught her.

Calling all the JOs meant it was going to be crowded. She cringed at the thought as being in tight places never settled with her. It was a big negative to parties and crowded events.

I’m such a nerd. She mused at herself before she entered the room, being one of the first JOs inside.

-ENS Naomi D. Locke, Sci.

Beth came in at a jog and was glad she wasn’t the last, or the first, one there. She saw Naomi and smiled and nodded. “Hi, I’m Elizabeth. Security flunky. So any idea what’s going on? Is this a regular thing?” Her eyes were entirely too bright and she had too much energy to be ‘right’ at this time of the morning. But to her she seemed her usual self and never understood how others weren’t morning people.

Despite her bubbly morning personality, there were hints of things amiss. She had a black eye that was a few days old and her short sleeve uniform showed several bruises up her arms and clear hand prints in the form of bruises around the base of her wrists. The bruises had started to turn dark purple from the deeper almost black they had been the day before, but it was obvious they were still relatively fresh.

Lt Elizabeth Prescott
Security/Intel
(temp relieved of duty)