Posted by Lieutenant William Hampton (Chief Engineering Officer) in Meeting the new boss… <Tag CE>

Posted by Crewman Jonathan Durheim (Engineer) in Meeting the new boss… <Tag CE>

Posted by Lieutenant William Hampton (Chief Engineering Officer) in Meeting the new boss… <Tag CE>
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It’d been a long day, yet it still wasn’t over. Time to meet the Chief… Durheim checked his PaDD, confirming he was on the right deck - the Leviathan had a different layout from the last ship he had occupied; perhaps to accommodate the numerous containment facilities. He paused, rooting through his toolbag until he found the half-consumed tube of nutrient paste from earlier. It was just a moment’s work to finish it off, and he placed the now empty tube back in his bag. It could be reclaimed later.

Now following signage towards the Chief Engineer’s office, he nodded politely at several of his soon-to-be coworkers. Seems like an eclectic lot; hopefully they’re more pleasant than the last crew… Now finding himself in front of a door labelled ‘Chief Engineer,’ he knocked; the metal-on-metal contact ringing out clearly.

Crewman Durheim, Engineering

The sound of someone physically knocking on the door annoyed Hampton, the chime was there for a reason. ‘Please just be normal.’ Hampton thought to himself as he looked up from his display screen. “Enter!” He called out to the door.

Lt. William Hampton-CE

Whatever ‘normal’ may or may not have been, the crewman that walked through Hampton’s door was well past the standard deviation. Or three. Shuffling forwards to stand in front of the Chief Engineer’s desk, the strange man announced himself as “Crewman Jonathan Durheim; reporting for duty, Sir.”

Durheim was a small man; what little hair he possessed was short and patchy, and paired with the thick-lensed goggles, suggested ‘mad scientist.’ The white labcoat over the regulation uniform practically screamed it. Extensive scarring on the man’s face distorted it, making him frankly unpleasant to look at. He carried a large leather toolbag in one metal hand - a glance would reveal both hands were metal; at minimum going past the wrist. Close observation would suggest that the man’s shoulders, hidden under the uniform and coat, didn’t quite look right.

Crewman Durheim, Engineering

Hampton glared at the engineer for a moment in shock and slight repulsion, without saying a word, he simply slammed his hand on his desk. ‘Damn’ he thought to himself. “Yes I can see that crewman, what’s your story?” Hampton asked somewhat incredulously.

Lt. William Hampton- CE

Durheim looked at the Lt. blankly for a moment before responding. “Story? Well, aside from technical reports, I’m not much of a writer… Unless you mean to ask about my background?”

“Where to start… I suppose roughly a year ago, I encountered the ARU and was subsequently… ‘conscripted,’ if you will. I spent a while aboard an ARU ship; receiving medical attention for my injuries (here Jonathan gestured to himself, indicating his burns and mechanical limbs) and devising this set of arms. Later, I was offered an opportunity to join the ARU, and upon acceptance and training, I was transferred here. And so, here I stand.”

“Though I lack the formal training that most engineers possess; I am indeed quite talented - these arms are of my own design; and with help I grafted them to my own body. I also have first-hand experience with anomaly containment; though that is admittedly within a very narrow scope - it was just the one. I don’t know where I may best serve the Leviathan, but I am a fast learner. Sir.” The ‘Sir’ was added clearly as an afterthought - it would be a safe assumption that Durheim was unused to the formalities that came with the chain of command.

Crewman Durheim, Engineering