Posted by Lieutenant Konral Vander (Chief of Security) in COS Office - That Grey Area Crewman

Posted by Crewman Isaac West (Security Officer) in COS Office - That Grey Area Crewman

Posted by Lieutenant Konral Vander (Chief of Security) in COS Office - That Grey Area Crewman
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It was another crew member that finally got Isaac to Deck 14 and the doors he, probably, should be visiting. He wasn’t a member of the Athena and stood out amongst the more colorful crew in his blacks. Still, it wasn’t altogether an unfamiliar situation and Isaac wasn’t discomforted, though he could do without the space nausea. His body would adjust, or so he’d been told.

He took his best guess towards protocol and pressed the chime to the doors.

West, The Mostly Lost

Konral paused as he looked up. It was a bit late, he had just gotten back from drills and wondered who might be at the door. “Enter.” he said as he waited to find who was coming in, sensing out to learn more before the door opened up.

Vander, CoS

Isaac, as a whole, was awake in the sense of a being taking in an entirely new experience, yet settled. Novel situations themselves were a familiarity. An undercurrent of concern diffused levelly in the background of it all, problems elsewhere and for another time.

The man who stepped through the doorway was tall, lean in a way that indicated a lifetime of practical athleticism. His dark eyes were sharp and had taken in the room and Vander both within the first moment, automatic and natural. He stopped just inside. “Isaac West,” he introduced, body as relaxed as his mind seemed to be. “It has been brought up that I should make your acquaintance.”

West, As He Is

“Crewman West…” Konral said, unsure of what to take with the appearance of the young man. Often he didn’t have much one on one with crewmen and non-officers, rather their TI and squadron leaders often handled them more. Still Konral was not one to have a closed-door due to rank. “Please come in. Is… everything okay?” Konral asked, his telepathic senses confused as the state the young man was in. He seemed tired, almost exhausted, he didn’t know if it was due to drills or something else.

Vander, CoS

Isaac’s eyebrows went up at the question as he entered fully, a wordless line of confusion in his thoughts. “Okay enough,” he answered.

He had little to no experience in formal Starfleet protocol or, more truthfully, any outside of what had been his only prior career. With an inward sigh, Isaac went for what he did best: perfunctory bluntness. “From what I understand, you’re in charge of the security of the whole ship,” he said, reflecting no sign of any unsteady feelings. “I’ve been brought to the Athena to watch over Lane Grauagen in medical. I have been told that the paperwork agrees I can be lent to your service at times.”

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