Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in Main Sim - Briefing Room

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Serena Stone (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - Briefing Room

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in Main Sim - Briefing Room
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The lights to the briefing room were on. The curved table that was at the center of the curved room had twelve chairs neatly along the perimeter of the furniture. The holo-projector sat at the center of the table while the wall against the bridge was adorned with a large display screen. A replicator could be seen at the opposite end of the room for basic drinks and such. It was Orvos’s common practice that should anyone desire a drink at any point, that they should immediately help themselves.

For the moment, Orvos was compiling in his ready room what information he and Stone had gathered on the bridge.

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO

Hammor walked in directly from the bridge and took a seat at the far end of the table. He wasn’t sure what exactly was going on, but he was a bit excited to be on his first mission as the CE of the Athena.

Benjamin entered the Briefing room exactly at the ten-minute mark “Sir” He said in greeting to the Captain before finding his usual seat at the table. It had been a relatively unremarkable morning so far although he did have a tonsillectomy on the schedule later that afternoon, a minor surgery that had been delayed too often by the patient in question.

Doctor Grey
CMO

Hammor, CE

Faye slipped in and moved to sit next to Daggum. She leaned in to him and whispered. “Ships being attacked in an asteroid belt. Dead or missing crews.” Sure, he was about to get the full picture, that that was the basic summary and would hopefully help him frame this conversation.

~Faye Calloway, CIO

A couple minutes later, Janna stepped in and assessed the mood of the room (much easier now than ever before). She grabbed herself a coffee and and took her seat a couple down from Orvos’ left. Kingston turned her gaze on the Captain knowing he would fill them in when ready.

~Janna Kingston, CNS

Just behind Janna came Stone. Regarding the faces of the Senior Staff she drew up short for a moment then did her best to smile, but it immediately faltered. The heart wasn’t in it, so to speak. Instead, her expression was grim, troubled. Instead she settled on a cordial nod, and took a seat next to the right hand of the head of the table. As they waited for the old man, she settled into popping her fingers, then folded them together, holding tight.

Lt. Cmdr. Stone, Executive Officer

Marishka did in fact enter the room in what past for her version of formal dress attire. She silently set several large trays on the table and bowed addressing the Captain quietly.

“Brought to you today by anonymous request sir. I don’t know if the request was made by anyone in this room. I take my leave.”

There was no listening device in the plentiful trays of food because there was simply no need for one. NE Smith was on the bridge and several people she knew very well were in this very room. Not to mention, her relationship with the Captain was on very good terms at this moment. Nodding, she bowed and prepared to leave.

• Marishka

Lt. Ducante entered the room a few seconds before the ten minutes they were supposed to have been there. He had stopped in a secure area of the ship and sent comms to the rest of the security personnel that he would be in the meeting, if they needed him. This would be his first mission as the Chief of Security of the ship since Lt. Shock’s departure. Once he came in, he also got himself a cup of coffee before sitting in a seat halfway down the table.
Lt. Ducante, CoS