Posted by Ensign Levi Gordon (Doctor) in Office of Lt. Forgrave - Reporting For Duty

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) in Office of Lt. Forgrave - Reporting For Duty

Posted by Ensign Buddy Cullum (Security Officer) in Office of Lt. Forgrave - Reporting For Duty

Posted by Ensign Buddy Cullum (Security Officer) in Office of Lt. Forgrave - Reporting For Duty
OOC: I was thinking of joining the mess hall thread which I thought might take place after this encounter and reporting in. So this can be our initial meeting. I will play the mess hall as having already met Forgrave. If that works for you.

-Harley

IC: Having read up on his Chief, Lt. Forgrave, Ensign Buddy Cullum thought he sounded like a pretty decent bloke. However, experience had taught him that people are rarely exactly as they are depicted in their personnel profiles. It didn’t matter though, Buddy’s personality made him generally likable by everyone.

His dark brown hair was short on the sides and back, with a growth of wavy curls on top. He was handsome and a smile nearly always played on his lips. A small man, he was used to being underestimated due to his size but could take on a fully grown Klingon if the need arose.

He stood straight at attention and activated the door chime to the office of his new boss.

-Ens. Cullum, SEC

OOC: Void my previous OOC comment. I see that the mess hall post takes place when Forgrave is still an Ensign so it wouldn’t make sense for my character to be there.

-Harley

OOC: Yeah, the timeline of active threads is somewhat murky. To fit within your current posts, lets say this is happening at the tail end of the Dresden’s shore leave/resupply; maybe a few days to a week after Buddy’s boarding.

IC: At the sound of the chime, Issac looked up from his work, over to the small screen on the side of his desk. Through the hidden camera outside the office door, he saw a man he didn’t know, but did recognize from the transfer orders he had read the other morning. “Come in!” He called out clearly.

Stepping into the Chief’s office, Buddy would find a space roughly twice as long as it was wide. On the left wall, there was a large shelf, filled with various devices and odds and ends, some in protective casing. Further away from the door on the same wall was a large screen, currently powered down and black. On the wall opposite the door was a larger screen, almost taking up the entire wall with a cutaway view of the Dresden showing its current status. On the right wall near the door, was an abstract painting with vibrant primary colors. (Genesis, Leonardo Nierman) Further along the wall was a large L-shaped desk, with the short end butted up to the wall and closer to the door. Set into the wall above the short end was a standard replicator. Across from the desk were two simple chairs. On the far end of the right wall away from the door was a narrow metal cabinet; approximately head-high and with closed doors.

Buddy’s eyes went directly to the painting. He had seen many by this particular artist. He expression of color was truly exquisite. “That’s breathtaking,” he muttered half to himself, before turning to the chief.

Rising from his seat behind the desk, Issac stood and turned towards the Ensign, extending his arm for a handshake. “Ensign Cullum, I suppose? Chief Forgrave; Pleased to meet you.”

Buddy walked swiftly forward and smiling gripped the chiefs offered hand firmly with both hands. “You suppose correctly. Pleased to meet you as well, Sir.”

Chief Forgrave’s appearance perhaps didn’t quite match his words. He was a man of average height with a lithe but sturdy build; a thick mustache and very short-cropped hair giving him a distinctive appearance. Issac’s eyes were sharp, and focused entirely on the Ensign; it would seem that an evaluation might be on the day’s menu.

Buddy felt his new superior’s eyes sizing him up but he wasn’t fazed a bit. That was the man’s job. Evaluate and size-up the new guy. Buddy welcomed it.

“Please, have a seat.” Forgrave gestured towards the chairs in front of his desk. “I apologize for delaying this meeting; I wanted to take a coupla’ more days ta get things settled while I was on leave. I ‘preciate your patience, and hope you’ve been finding the Dresden to your liking so far.”

“No apology necessary, Sir,” he said as he sat in the indicated chair, “and the Dresden is great. She’s a fine ship.

Forgrave’s voice came out in a surprisingly thick southern drawl, and with his apology the hard gaze seemed to dissipate. Gesturing towards the replicator in the wall, he asked “Something to drink?”

Issac Forgrave, CoS

“No thank you, Sir.” Buddy was drawn in by the man’s voice. It didn’t quite match his appearance and Buddy appreciated that. Contrast and the unexpected usually attracted Buddy to a person, a song, or piece of artwork. “Excuse me, Sir, but that’s a Nierman, isn’t it? I always find myself staring at his pieces seeing different shapes and images the longer I view it.” He predicted that his new boss would turn out to be a lot like a Nierman painting. Subtle yet rich with deeper levels the longer you observed him. He hoped so anyway.

-Ens. Cullum, SEC

OOC: Geez, I did it again. I promise I’m not a complete noob. I’ll get the hang of this again.

-Harley