Posted by Commander Relann Fell-Drayke (Executive Officer) in Nash and Relann: Tactical Meeting

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Ethan Nash (Chief Tactical Officer) in Nash and Relann: Tactical Meeting
Nash came to a stop outside the door to Fell-Draykes office, on duty so in the red of the Command Division, the Chief Tactical Officer hadn’t met with Relann for some time and had certainly had little to do with the XO outside of official matters and the Bridge. While it wasn’t exactly a first impression scenario Nash did check his cuffs and made sure everything was on straight, even running a hand through his hair and wondering, only for a very slight moment, if he should have shaved a little closer to the skin to remove more of the tidy stubble that gave him his normal roguish appearance.

Deciding that he was exactly as he should be, the broad shouldered man rang the chime to Relann’s office, minutes earlier than the time assigned to the meeting. As an afterthought he made sure the flip lighter and cigar were tucked deeper into his tunic pockets for later, although the coin did reappear in his fingers and deftly move between them as he waited for the door to open.

Lt Cmdr Ethan Nash
CTO

“Enter,” came the melodically accented voice of the Dy’allan.

Inside, Relann was working at her desk, her gaze fixed on her computer terminal. Her snow white hair was tidily swept up and pinned at the back of her head in an intricate knot. Flicking her violet eyes up, she smiled and gestured with a mocha coloured hand for him to come in. “Have a seat, Commander. Just give me a moment to finish something before Command starts complaining to the Captain because we don’t have our reports ready,” she said with a small grin as she tapped a few keys.

Nash moved forwards and travelled the few steps that brought him to Relanns desk. With a short, deliberate nod in acknowledgement he took the seat offered and placed his PaDD on the desk nearest him, with a final flip of his fingers the coin seeming to disappear back to some hidden pocket. “Take your time Sir” he said, relaxing into the seat, “Command gets finicky about the reports and theres no rush.” He looked at the woman for a moment, taking in the details before moving his eyes to the random features around the room.

“May I get you anything to drink?” she asked after a couple minutes as she pushed her chair back away from the desk.

Fell-Drayke, XO

“I’d like that, thank you” Nash smiled slightly before his features returned to their normal, slightly gruff set. “White chocolate moccachino with a hazelnut shot, please.” It was a little known fact that the sullen, quiet and sarcastic CTO had a wicked sweet tooth. He tended to keep to himself, dine alone and rarely sought company.

“Our Tactical evaluations are in” he commented, tapping the PaDD with a minimum of effort. “Response times improved by 40 seconds in the last drill, and our combat effectiveness rating improved by 7% in total. We also showed a marked improvement in multi target scenarios, that little trick creating a warp shadow from our deflector providing a nice little bit of confusion in the aggressor AI and giving us the advantage. All round, we beat the fleet average by a respectable amount.”

Lt Cmdr Nash, CTO