Posted by Ensign Buddy Cullum (Security Officer) in Shuttle Bay - Operations Chief Arrives - <TAG Stores>

Posted by Lieutenant Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in Shuttle Bay - Operations Chief Arrives - <TAG Stores>

Posted by Ensign Clinton Reed (Engineer) in Shuttle Bay - Operations Chief Arrives - <TAG Stores>
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As the Dresden sat motionless in its berth high above Earth, the shuttle Concorde entered the bay and settled to the deck. A few minutes passed as the shuttle powered down and the pilots and passengers made ready to leave its confines.

As the door opened, a few crew exited coming back from shore leave, and then out stepped an Orion. Not just any Orion. He was almost seven feet tall and was muscled and then some. If one looked closely, there was some kind of burn scar on both side of his neck, barely peeking up above the collar of his gold uniform’s collar.

As he stood up from being hunched over to get through the shuttle hatch, he stretched a bit and rolled his shoulders forward and back. Unlike most of the crew, he wasnt coming from Earth. He had spent the past month shuttling from station to station, ship to ship, to get him back to here to take on his next posting… Chief Operations Officer. He last posting, the deep space research ship Manhattan, had him in the Delta Quadrant. And even with the recently discovered stable wormhole, the trip back was lengthy.

Daggum looked around and nodded to himself. He lifted the bag he carried and went to the Operations and Security officers on duty. “Hey. I’m Lieutenant Hammor, new Ops Chief. I need to check in and I’d appreciate it if someone could tell me how to get to my quarters?” he asked in a friendly and informal tone.

Hammor, Ops

OOC: I love Orions. Tee hee.

-Harley

IC: The security officer on duty, NE Chaplin eyed the jolly green giant up and down. “Another one?” he asked to no one. “Seems the quarter master hasn’t quite made it back from shore leave. You’ll want to talk to Stores… uh, Ensign Reed. He’s sort of been directing all the ‘lost souls’ coming aboard.” He gave the Orion a wink before yelling throughout the shuttlebay. “Hey, yo Stores! You around?”

-NE Chaplin, SEC

In fact wasn’t in the shuttle bay, but was assisting the transporter Officer Manning the cargo transporters, but one of the Hands working the bay called him to let him know.

=^= Be there in few, Buddy. What’s up =^= Stores replied over coms as he walked back toward the main shuttle bay. One has to love the Bolians he thought as he walked. I will always know where that particular young man is

Clinton”Stores”Reed, Supercargo

=/\=Yeah hey Stores it’s NE Chaplin. I’ve got a vision in emerald here looking for his quarters, or in other words, this Orion’s lost. Think you can help him out?=/\=

NE Chaplin regarded the Hulk with hungry eyes. “If this doesn’t work out, you can always bunk with me,” he said with a twitch of his prominent ‘stache.’

-NE Chaplin, SEC

Hammor looked at Chaplain and chuckled and said “Appreciate the offer, Ensign. But you humans are just so… breakable.” and he adjusted the bag and nodded. “I’ll find my way around. Thanks. Have a good day.” and he sauntered off towards the door.

Hammor, Ops

“I’m a mustang. No one’s managed to break me yet. Welcome aboard!” He knew a lost cause when he saw one. “See ya later, Shrek.”

-NE Chaplin

=^=Send him my way and I’ll see he gets squared away=^= Stores was already bringing up the crew roster looking for a new Orion, as the transporter room door closed and he started aft to the shuttle bay. Starting to think they are changing out half the crew as he found one lieutenant Daggum Hammor, Ops.

Clinton”Stores”Reed. Supercargo

As fate would have it, a big… really big… Orion in a gold uniform came around the corner of the passageway as he finished with his comm. He was carrying a large black bag in one hand.

Hammor, Ops Chief

Stoping short, Damn!” the tall middle aged man with a dad bod, looked up at the Orion, “Is it safe to assume your Lieutenant Hammor? He couldn’t look more out of place on the Dresden, wearing Merchant Marine tan overalls over a brown Eva compression suit and mag-boots. He even had a heavy pair of gloves clipped to a loop on his overalls.

“If I can see your orders sir, I will get you your berthing assignment and make sure the Dres recognizes you as crew” the rap around glasses didn’t make him look any more like a Star Fleet engineer than did the com badge and bulging pockets. As he stood their with his hand out expectantly.

Clinton”Stores”Reed, Supercargo