Posted by Ensign Wiles Osten (Security Officer) in Departmental Check-In (Tag Wiles Osten)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) in Departmental Check-In (Tag Wiles Osten)
Issac checked his wrist chrono; it was about 5 till. Osten ought to be showing up soon… He had scheduled the meeting for the day after Osten’s return from shore leave - he wanted to give the officer time to get settled in (again) after the time away. Issac glanced at the PADD on his desk, and debated about reviewing his notes once more. But he knew the contents already - he was just restless and impatient. And maybe nervous, though he was loathe to admit that, even to himself. He didn’t know Osten hardly at all; and he’d never worked directly with him. From Ashur’s notes and his own general impression Wiles was doing an excellent job; he certainly had no intention of ‘shaking things up’ just to make his mark.

Rising from behind his desk, he moved over to the shelf across the room. He had half-filled it the other day with various mementos and knick-knacks; but hadn’t really taken the time to arrange things. While I’m waiting, may as well be productive. This model’s been bugging me anyways… He thought to himself as he started to reposition a small scale model of the USS Dresden.

Issac Forgrave, CoS

Wiles was excited to be back on the Dresden and eager to depart Earth. He had enjoyed his solitary getaway in the mountains, but in all honesty one of the greatest perks of being in Starfleet was it took him far, far away from Earth. Just being on the planet made him restless. If Wiles could have made the ship depart any faster, he would have. In fact, the day he returned from shore leave, he had gone to engineering to see if the engineers needed any help getting the ship prepped for launch. They didn’t, of course, but Wiles justified the intrusion as being part of his duties as security division three officer, the division that oversaw engineering and many of the other lower decks.

But now, he was to report to the newly promoted Lieutenant Forgrave. There was a passing thought about why Forgrave had been chosen for a promotion instead of, say, Wiles. They had both served on the Dresden for a similar amount of time… but Wiles pushed that away rather easily. He was fresh out of the academy after all, still young and with very little experience. Being division officer was enough for now, despite his ambitions.

Ensign Osten showed up to the chief of security’s office right on time and pressed the chime. He ran a hand through his hair light and took a breath in anticipation of the doors opening, ready to greet his new department head.

(Ensign Osten, Security Division Three Officer)

Hearing the chime, Issac glanced at his wrist. Right on time; that bodes well. “Come on in; door’s open.” He took a final critical look at the shelf; that would do for now.

“Osten! Thank ya for meeting with me; I hope I ain’t interrupted your plans.” Forgrave knew Wiles had spent a while dirtside, though he hadn’t pried any further. “Please come in.” Issac started towards the replicator in the wall in order to offer something to drink, but immediately realized the awkward shuffle that would ensue. Instead, he gestured towards the wall. “If ya’d like, help yourself to something to drink. Or I’ve got a fresh pot of coffee, if you’d prefer.”

The office layout had changed with its new occupant; though not so much as to be disorienting. The desk was different; now L-shaped and against the right wall, with the aforementioned replicator above the short end. Most notably, there were two large displays; one on the far wall and one on the adjacent left wall; both were currently powered down. It looked like Issac was still in the progress of rearranging, though the bulk of the work was likely done. The chief himself stood in front of his desk; it looked like he had been arranging a large bookshelf that was against the left wall.

“Hopefully you enjoyed your time on leave?” Forgrave’s tone was earnest; his face open. It would seem that this meeting might be on the informal side of things, at least to start.

Issac Forgrave, CoS.