Dawson arrived via shuttle to his new assignment…the Athena. He was especially noteworthy due to his lack of starfleet uniform and his rather defined and hefty muscles. He carried a certain ere of confidence with him. After all, having studied combat and strategy for multiple centuries now, he was highly confident in himself. And it pleased him all the more to not only be working with Orvos once again, but to also have the great pleasure of finally meeting the exquisite woman he danced with over long-distance holo-imaging. The whole situation was definitely a mess, but he hoped to have it solved soon. And if not, he had other ways to dance around it.

For now, he was given some quarters in the lower part of the ship, but he wanted to get acquainted with the ship first before getting evals done. He pulled up a map of the ship and grinned. This is going to be soooo much fun he snickered to himself in his head. He lifted his heavy bag with ease and headed to the exit of the shuttle bay and into the depths of his new home.

-Dawson, Intel Operative