Marine country had always been a unique place, part of the ship but at the same time not. It was designed to be self sufficient and act as a forward command base should the need arise. As a result. it was equipped with all the facilities one would expect form a FOB, all be it smaller. An armoury, a office for the co barracks for marines, a mess hall which could be converted into a make shift triage area, the list went on. But one of its features was its own meeting room. The meeting room was connected to Rivers office on the opposite side of the corridor to her quarters. It wasn’t as fancy or as flashy as the main Meeting room, but it was efficient and had everything River would need.

She had called her command team so she could brief them on what was expected from them during the next mission, but given what little info they had it wasn’t going to be much. At least the XOI had given her something to work on.

The First person to arrive, as ever was NE Regimental Sergeant major Qrow, He looked at River and Smiled the scars on his face pulling tight as he did so. Qrow was younger then River but looking at him you wouldn’t think it, he had black hair going grey, dark haunted blue eyes and the Every present scars, it all made him look a lot olde then he was, they where the scars of his life and all had been through at Rivers side. She was so thankful to him and she owed him much. But it still angered he that if star fleet had got their way he wouldn’t be here he would have been forced out of the Corps. By making him her second in command and prompting him, she was able to let him Do What he loved, the only think he really had left, serving the federation as a marine.

The next to people to arrive where NE corporal Freya, the ever rough and every aggressive Ferasan. Sure many didn’t like her and she had a rap sheet as long as her arm. But River knew how good she was at her job and how loyal she was to her. Many of her charges had bene down to the incompetence of uppity star fleet royalty and refusal to understand Ferasan culture. They where aggressive by nature and quick to act, usually violently and weren’t afraid to fight dirty and up close. It was why Freya was River best hand to hand fighter.

She was talking to NE Sargent Tea’ser, the half Romulan half Vulcan woman. was an oddity in many ways she had the control and brutal calculus of a Vulcan, but it some how had been enhanced by the brutal practicality of her Romulan Genes. It made her one of the coolest and coldest people on the ship, but River couldn’t deny her skill with a rifle. or her ability to get information out of anything or anyone. Her mixed heritage however made many people not trust her and some had even tried to block her acceptance into the marine corps.

“What’s the score Boss?” Freya asked as she took a seat her purple tail swaying softly as her bright yellow eyes looked at River.

“I tell you in a second, when the last wo get here” River said simply, Freya nodded and garbed some coffee form the pot in the centre of the table. Just as she finished pouring her drink the doors opened and the last two marines arrived.

The first was NE lieutenant Tech, the liberated Borg who used to be a trill had his head deep in another padd. Tech was like walking computer he was smarter then most and River would be more then happy to bet he was smarter then most of Star fleet officers as well. But despite that he had chosen the marine life. Perhaps he was looking for absolution in killing the enemies of the federation, to atone for the federation people he assimilated and killed while he was a Borg. Or maybe he just wanted to keep away from str fleet and the needles. They had a habit of pricking an prodding things to much. Whatever his reason it was his own. He looked up at the room and nodded to them all.

The last person to arrive was NE lance corporal Wraith, the young Orion woman looked at the room and smiled as she took a seat. “Apologise. I had something it sort out” she said respectfully.

Freya smirked “So which department where they from this time?” she asked playfully

Warith smiled back “My dear Freya. A lady neve tells” she said her tone her usual seductive one.

“Good job I’m not talking to one then, isn’t it ” Freya replied.

Before Wraith replied River cut in “Alright settle down and settle in folks” she said her tone amused. as she looked at her senior staff. She really had collected all the misfits, but then thinking about it her whole department was now full of misfits. Good Misfits where the best in a fight as trey where unpredictable.

“Sat fleet are sending us on a mission to observe a race called the Narvhalarians, They’re an aquatic race and are on the cusps of achieving warp travel. We’re being sent to watch them. But that has it own issues. The XO wants us to look into potential sonic weaponry, I also want us to look into ways to fight under water.” she said as she sent the data packet to all her staff Padds for them to look at.

“Any question so far?” she asked.

Lieut Styxx and her marines

OOC: I’ll update this every now and then. just trying to find away to keep myself active until things pick up.

Nathan