Posted by Lieutenant Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in CO’s Office - Ops Arrives… With Staff Changes

Posted by Captain Molly Holloway (Commanding Officer) in CO’s Office - Ops Arrives… With Staff Changes

Posted by Lieutenant Daggum Hammor (Chief Operations Officer) in CO’s Office - Ops Arrives… With Staff Changes
Hammor finished with the Medical portion of his check in. “Now to bother the Skipper.” he thought to himself. He made his way to the three story tall bridge and stopped short. It was a massive space, and he smiled as he looked around. He had studied the ship’s specifications for over a month now, but seeing it in person was amazing. Slowly shaking his head, he made his way to the CO’s office and pressed the chime, then switched the bag he carried to his other hand to make sure he could shake without the extra gesture.

Hammor, Ops

“Come in!”

The voice carried through the intercom just before the Ready Room’s doors slid open. Inside, the office was rather bland, almost as if the newly instated CO hadn’t had a lot of time to think about the decor.

It was very hard to miss the officer walking into the room, and from behind the standard Starfleet issue desk, Molly gave the new Chief of Operations a polite smile.

“Ah, Lieutenant Hammor. Welcome aboard. I hope you have been finding your way through the Dresden just fine.” Holloway stood up and motioned to a chair across the desk, before handing out a hand for Hammor to shake. “Please take a seat.” The petite frame of the Dresden’s new Commanding Officer was even more apparent when compared to the Orion’s stature. At 5’5’’ Molly felt like she would need a kiddie stool in order not to strain her neck looking upwards. Her skin was pale and freckled and her fiery red hair was neatly tied in a ballerina bun.

“So, what can I do for you, Lieutenant? I’ve been hearing you’ve already made a few changes to my roster. Maybe you could tell me a little more about them?” The tone was stern, but there was a slight hint of amusement in Holloway’s expression.

Holloway, CO

Hammor took the diminutive women’s hand and said “Pleasure to meet you, Ma’am. And yes, about that…” and he released her hand and dropped the bag to the deck where it landed with a solid thud. He took the offered seat and said “So… I fired the Quarter Master. He was absolutely inept. But I reviewed and prioritized the delivery schedules with more care given as to where things need to go in what order, and by my calculations I believe between me and Ensign Reed we can save about four days of resupply time. I’ve already tasked Reed with the grunt work, and after I am cleared with my check ins, I’ll take over the Quarter Master’s office until I can find a suitable replacement. Which at this point, will be Mr. Reed. And, again once I am cleared, I’ll meet with each Department Head for an up to date list of needed supplies and outstanding requests, and Operations will try and have all of those addressed by the time we depart.”

Hammor, Ops

Rumors were still flying that the Dresden was leaving on mission buy the end of the week, and as Alpha shift came on to start day three Stores was really starting to feel it. He had reached out to some of his contacts at the star base to help him insure that everything they needed was not delayed, but in most cases Lieutenant Hammor had beaten him to the draw.

The shipwrights and armorers were still at it, testing systems and buttoning up maintenance hatches. And the occasional housekeeping team was seen with new wall or deck plating. He had sent one of their teem leaders a bottle of scotch and asked that he see to helping the Captain with her office and quarters. He owed her that much.

He had taken an hour to do his morning absolutions, eat and finish his reports to Star base One, telling himself he would sleep a few hours tonight. Now he was back at it, directing traffic and waiting in to help keep things on track. He had managed to snag extra drums of replicator goo, just to stick into any spare corner that may be left at the end, but he was beginning to think that they may well be left in the station warehouse when they pulled out.

Clinton”Stores”Reed, Supercargo