Posted by Civilian Dawson (Intelligence Operative) in Pre-Sim - Around the Ship - Crew Quarters (Open)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Serena Stone (Executive Officer) in Pre-Sim - Around the Ship - Crew Quarters (Open)

Posted by Civilian Dawson (Intelligence Operative) in Pre-Sim - Around the Ship - Crew Quarters (Open)
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Elara tucked the last of her personal items, the few things she couldn’t just replicate, into a carry-all and cast her gaze around her temporary quarters. Starbase 157 had been home for the last few weeks. But with the Athena docked and crews about to rotate onto the ship for it’s next cruise, it was time to get ahead of the curve. Pull off the bandaid, so the saying went.

Slipping into the corridor, it was a short jaunt to the nearest turbolift. The lift took her straight to the Athena’s gangway. While the turbolift could have directly entered the Athena’s lift system and taken her anywhere on the ship, in her mind it was a better idea to at least walk some of it. Exercise was good, but it would also help her get a feel for her size and layout. Exactly the kind of thing she’d need for a host of reasons.

The gangway was almost empty as she arrived, but gold-clad chief stood with a PADD inspecting some cargo on a grav sled. Seeing her, he straightened, standing at attention. Elara came to a crisp halt. “Lieutenant junior grade Elara Dain reporting in,” she said, then fished out her own PADD. “You would be?”

The younger blonde human inclined his chin. “Ian Longshore, ma’am. Acting quartermaster.” Bringing up his PADD, he tapped a few buttons, then nodded. “Ah, I see you are scheduled to come aboard. New doctor, eh? No argument there.”

Elara tilted her head, flashing some spots. “Problem?”

“No, no problem, ma’am. Other than being a little short-staffed.” Tap tap tap. “And arrival is logged.” Swipe. “Those are your quarters. Get back to me if you need anything special, or need help moving something from the industrial replicators to your quarters.” Tap tap tap. Tap tap. “And your department head should notified, along with the XO and Operations Chief.” Stepping forward, he offered a hand. “Welcome aboard, Doctor.”

Elara marveled at his casual efficiency. She smiled as she took the proffered hand. “Thanks,” she said with a little more confidence than she felt. New colleagues meant new power dynamics. Who was going to try to throw her under the shuttle? Hopefully nobody.

Moving on, she caught a nearby lift, taking her up the neck to the primary hull and the appropriate deck. At least she could see what she was working with for quarters and drop off her stuff.

Lt., j.g. Dain, Doctor

When the lift doors opened, a broad shouldered clean shaven dark haired man stood there in civilians clothes. His shirt was dark blue with the seems of the clothes colored gold.

He grinned and nodded slowly. “Ah, it seems I am late. And you must be new here? My name is Dawson, and you must be?” All of this was said from within the lift as he made space for her to enter.

-Dawson

Green eyes evaluated him quickly. Tall, handsome, broad at the shoulders, muscular and fit. A tactical or security type. But something about the looseness of his posture, and his swagger suggested something more. Special ops maybe. No uniform. Off duty maybe. Or maybe a civilian.

The Lt. J.G. pips on her collar were a giveaway of sorts. “Ah Mister Dawson, I’m Doctor Elara Dain,” she said offering a hand as she stepped into the lift. =^=Deck 11.=^= Turning back to the man towering over her she leaned back against the lift wall. “Off duty?”

Lt. Cmdr. Stone, Executive Officer

He took her hand and gave a customary shake. He then gave her genuine smile before replying. “Yes, off duty for now. It’s a pleasure to meet you Doctor Elara Dain. It’s good to have a couple doctors in here. Poor Ben is kept so busy. It’ll be nice to see him relax hopefully. Is there anything you might need assistance with?”

Of course, Dawson rarely offered up his true position aboard the Athena. She’d likely figure it out in time.

-Dawson

Ela considered. “I’ve heard it’s been quiet for this ship, but then again with two full-service Sickbays and a smaller one down in the secondary hull, I would imagine all but the worst emergencies wouldn’t feel like much. Still, it would keep the Chief Medical Officer busy. With any luck I might be able to lighten Doctor Grey’s load some.” She flashed Dawson a small but warm smile. “I’m not really used to the Mythology-class yet. Figured I should get the lay of the land. Can’t always rely on site-to-site transports in an emergency.” The doctor pursed her lips in thought for a moment. “Any recommendations on ship and crew? Anything unique to the ship?”

Lt., j.g. Dain, Doctor