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USS Chimera

Marine Country - Debrief and Op Review (Tag Aviators, Security)

Posted by Lieutenant Colonel Drangon Cull (Commander, Marine Battalion) in Marine Country - Debrief and Op Review (Tag Aviators, Security)

Posted by Major Manika-Esp (2IC, Marine Battalion) in Marine Country - Debrief and Op Review (Tag Aviators, Security)

Posted by Lieutenant Colonel Drangon Cull (Commander, Marine Battalion) in Marine Country - Debrief and Op Review (Tag Aviators, Security)
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The briefing room in the Marine section of the Chimera was actually the offices of the Marine Headquarters Company. The various offices housed different sections within the company; each one specialized to support the Raider Battalion in specific ways. In the center of the offices was a large meeting room, glassed in and capable of seating forty in rows in front of a presentation screen; of twenty around a large conference table that was lowered into the deck when not in use.

The table was currently up and seated at the head was the large reptilian form of the Raider’s Commanding Officer, Lieutenant Colonel Drangon Cull. His dark eyes were fixed on a PaDD as he reviewed the operation reports from the various sections. He had extended an invitation to the Marine Aviators form the Black Sheep Squadron and to the ship’s Security section. All had been present and participatory in the evacuation of the now-destroyed cruise liner; and he thought a full perspective of how the operation was handled would be prudent.

Cull, MCO

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Siraa was always one to promote working with those around her, as long as they weren’t idiots. The Raiders, and especially Col Cull were far from that. They had lived up to their impressive reputation. A task that Siraa knew was both easy and difficult, being a Black Sheep after all.

When the invitation came she accepted and told Lardel she would be attending. She wasn’t sure if anyone else would be, but most likely Jack would, or send her report over if she couldn’t. The Andorian pilot entered the conference room exactly 10 minutes before the meeting was supposed to start. IRIS was always early. Being on time meant she was late. She was in her fatigues today rather than her flight suit, and her hair was down. Her antenna curled forward curiously as she entered and moved toward a seat a few chairs down from where Cull was. She did not sit, rather she stood crispy waiting for Cull. It was a formality out if respect for the Raider Colonel that wasn’t always observed with Lardel. Then again she had been with Lardel for a few years now, and she knew when the lines were relaxed and when they were not.

Mar. Capt. sh’Rharror, Delta SQLD

Esp entered a moment after. Her sharp avian eyes swept the room while the rest of her was still. She did a very sudden about face and left the room without a word. She stalked into one of the other rooms and returned carrying a stool. Chairs with no arms were uncomfortable, but manageable. The chairs at the conference table all had arms. It was either go get a stool she could sit on or stand for the whole meeting. Of course, she could just hover in the air above everyone. She smirked at the thought, but it was hard for those who didn’t know her to recognize that.

She slid a chair to the corner and set the stool down to Cull’s right. “Colonel,” she trilled a greeting and then looking at sh’Rharror she nodded, “Captain.”

Maj. Manika-Esp, 2IC, Marine Battalion

“Major.” Cull said flatly. His new XO was still an unknown factor, but so far he wasn’t unhappy with them.

Manika nodded to Cull before slipping into her chair. So far she liked Cull from a professional perspective. So far he seemed to live up to his reputation. Time would tell if he was always that way. She turned to look at the door as a new officer entered. His patches said he was a Black Sheep. She didn’t recognize him. A new addition then? She didn’t know all the sheep by name, but she recognized most of them from the last mission. She nodded once to the Catian male.

M’alek walked into the room and took an open seat he stretched a little and then folded his arms on the table in front of him this was his first debrief so it would be interesting to see how it was handled on this ship.

Mar Captain Shraan ‘Shifty’ M’alek
Pilot, Air Group

The Xendi-Reptile eyes of the Marine Battalion CO flicked to the new arrival and the lids narrowed slightly. “I was unaware that Marine Corps regulations had changed in the past twenty seconds, Captain.” he said; his voice a low roll of boulders in a landslide. “Or do a Lieutenant Colonel and a Major no longer warrant a salute and an introduction? But please… do make yourself comfortable.”

Cull, Marine CO

Esp’s beak along with her whole head twisted 110 degrees. Her version of facial disbelief.

Maj. Manika-Esp, 2IC, Marine Battalion

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IRIS looked pointedly at M’alek for him to stand up and do as instructed. This wasn’t their battalion and the invitation was a courtesy. Cull was in charge here.

Mar. Capt. sh’Rharror, Delta SQLD

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