OOC: I’ve tagged all Memorial personnel I believe! This is a welcoming aboard party for the Memorial staff pre-sim. Please, feel free to hop in and join some of the fun. Don’t be shy.

IC: The Parthenon was undergoing some changes in management. With the departure Rollin, the lounge was once more left without a manager. Rollin had been quite the charismatic personality that the lounge practically required. There was absolutely never a dull moment. But his time there had been short lived, having been summoned elsewhere by emergency.

The Parthenon had been in the care of Marishka before that even. He had found the woman to be quite intoxicating. Of course he was fully aware of her effect on others. She had even gotten Orvos in trouble for his inability to steer clear of her. But she was more than fun. She had been passionate too. Being able to challenge her, Dawson found she could meet him step for step well enough. And to experience some of that intimate ferocity had been a memorable experience.

But now, the Parthenon was ownerless. He had no idea who the next one might be, but he was confident he would know who they are when they stepped through the doors.

For now though, he had been tasked with ensuring the incoming crew from the USS Memorial received a warm welcome. Simple enough really. The Parthenon was large and had a plethora of activities available to anyone off duty.

Dawson worked in tandem with the staff, ensuring everyone present this evening would enjoy themselves. He wasn’t used to be in charge of such things. He typically kept to himself and the shadows. This was…different.

While people soon arrived, he kept close to the entrance, speaking with various people briefly as they entered. He had read the records of the new members and was now able to pin their names to the faces. It came with the territory to be fair, but nevertheless, he used it.

He stood nearby as he observed how the evening was going.

-Dawson