Posted by Ensign Wiles Osten (Security Officer) in Pre-Sim: CNS checks in with the CO

Posted by Colonel Calvin Harris (Commanding Officer) in Pre-Sim: CNS checks in with the CO

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Renveer (Counselor) in Pre-Sim: CNS checks in with the CO
Renveer pulled a table-sized frame from behind his pile of personal affects that had been beamed aboard the Dresden. He took a moment to admire the portrait inside: a sketched charcoal figure of a man, back to the observer, confronting a grey wall in the background. His shoulders were hunched slightly and they, along with the man’s head and neck, were shaded over with a dull red hue.

Renveer glanced about the walls of his new quarters, then selected the best one on which to showcase his art piece, which he promptly hung and adjusted to make sure that it was just exactly straight. He nodded to himself in satisfaction before turning to leave his quarters, content to leave the rest of the unpacking until after he had rendezvoused with the commanding officer.

With a nod of acknowledgement to the bridge staff as he passed, Renveer pressed the chime to the colonel’s readyroom and clasped his hands behind his back, looking up thoughtfully as he awaited a response.

(Lt. Comm. Renveer, Counselor)

“It’s open… com’on in.” The voice from inside had a distinct accent that the Counselor couldn’t quite put his finger on. As the door hissed softly open, the Counselor would see a traditionally laid out Starship Commander’s office. However, the walls of the room were lined with awards and photos and just after the doors opened, a young Marine NonCom politely made her way out the door with a smile. The room was a grand place and the view was remarkable, even for a veteran spacer.

“”Ah… Counselor.” The Marine said with a warm smile as he stood to greet him, offering a handshake. “Welcome to the Dresden. Colonel Calvin Harris, Commanding Officer.”

After the handshake, Harris motioned to the large leather chairs. “Please, grab a seat.”

Harris, CO

Renveer stepped aside to let the young woman pass, returning her smile as a passing greeting. He entered the room with a steady, relaxed stride, and subconsciously glanced around the well-adorned room and out the window to the stars beyond.

The smile returned to Renveer’s face as he leaned forward slightly to shake Colonel Harris’ hand firmly, his eyes betraying his excitement. “Renveer,” he said by way of introduction. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Colonel. And thank you for the warm welcome, you have quite a fine ship.”

“She’s a hell-of-a-ship, Mr. Renveer… that I can assure you.” The Marine spoke as a proud father speaking of a beloved child.

Renveer moved to settle naturally into one of the leather chairs, sinking into it a tad as he crossed one leg over the other at the knee. “I hope your day has been going smoothly,” he said offhandedly.

(Lt. Comm. Renveer, Counselor)

“Very much so…” Harris said as his warm smile reached the mischievous glint of his piercing blue eyes. “… how about yourself Commander? I hope the Dresden has proved as comfortable to you as she is to me.” His tone was cheerful and welcoming.

Col. Harris, CO