Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Surda (Chief of Security / RTF) in LCARS Notification [Stardate - 98654.4] [To: ALL DEPARTMENT HEADS] Mid Peroid Appraisal Report [IMPORTANT] [From: Cmdr Raauhl, XO USS Leviathan]

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Theodore Knox (Chief Medical Officer) in LCARS Notification [Stardate - 98654.4] [To: ALL DEPARTMENT HEADS] Mid Peroid Appraisal Report [IMPORTANT] [From: Cmdr Raauhl, XO USS Leviathan]

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in LCARS Notification [Stardate - 98654.4] [To: ALL DEPARTMENT HEADS] Mid Peroid Appraisal Report [IMPORTANT] [From: Cmdr Raauhl, XO USS Leviathan]
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LCARS Notification [Stardate - 98654.4] [IMPORTANT]

To: ALL DEPARTMENT HEADS
CC: Capt Cobb, Commanding Officer, Leviathan, USS
From: Cmdr Raauhl, Executive Officer, Leviathan, USS

TOPIC: Department Mid Peroid Appraisal Report

Apologies for sending this out so short notice, with everything going on I put the Departmental MPAR’s on hold but the time has come for me to file the report to Starfleet. Remember this just procedure and while the MPARs are certainly not a pat on the back be open to the criticism. The following schedules is outlined for two days time so please organise your time tables within you department appropriately there is no excuse less than your early demise to miss these timing. Each interview will last for approximately thirty minutes. Please see attatched Annex for timings.

I have invited Captain Cobb to attend the meetings.


Send your responses ASAP.


Cmdr Raauhl, XO, Leviathan, USS




ATTACHED FILES

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Annex A.

Department	Representative	Timing
Security	Lieutenant Junior Grade Surda	1000 hrs
RTF	Mar. Captain Erve Manhattan	1045 hrs
Intelligence	Lieutenant Icarus Remington	1130 hrs
Medical	Lieutenant Commander Theodore Knox	1215 hrs
XO’s break	Lunch	1245 hrs
Counselling	Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er	1330 hrs
Science	Mr Lazol	1415 hrs
Engineering	Lieutenant William Hampton	1500 hrs

Lazol received the memo and scowled slightly. He read it over and wanted to reply something along the lines of “You can take your protocol and go feed it to Dave. I don’t answer to you.” But before he sent off a message loaded with enough snark to land him on the wrong side of an airlock he took a breath and read up on what exactly a MPAR was and what the XO was expecting. He read through the SOP’s in the computer and said to himself, “On a Ferengi ship, after sucking up to the boss all that was needed for a ‘review’ was being told that you weren’t an absolute pile of toe fungus, or that you were an absolute pile of toe fungus. A good Ferengi ship runs on each department making sure their duties are performed as cheaply as possible, and when something fails passing the blame to your subordinates. This will be a challenge for me.” He thought of how best to write is reply when he simply put “Understood Commander, your office I presume?”

Lazol, CSO

Raauhl was just about to turn of his computer system when Mr Lazol’s response chimed, he’s either quick or bored he thought opening it and sighing, and sending the reply and sending it to everyone =^= I forgot to mention that the interviews will take place in the briefing room.=^= he signed it with his name and signature before closing the console.

• Cmdr Raauhl, XO

The memo appeared on her screen with many other pieces of communication that she was shifting through that morning. Since it was addressed to all department heads and not specifically to her, and was not marked urgent, she got to it in the order it arrived. She smirked as she read it. “Well, another first, then,” she pondered aloud. Casela had never done one of these. The Section didn’t operate like that. Oh sure they were evaluated, but they didn’t hear about it unless they screwed up, otherwise you just kept going. The CO on the Triton tried to give her one, realized he didn’t have the authority, nor did he know what she was going on his ship, and gave up. She didn’t really have any care one way or the other. Her department worked hard, and did what was best for the individual and then the crew as a whole. They were very good at what they did. And as for herself, she shrugged. Command opinion didn’t matter much to her. If she messed up she knew it, owned it, fixed it if possible, and moved on. They may or may not agree. She had only a vague idea of what would happen during one of these meetings and was curious. A professional appraisal by Ryder. Oh this was going to be spectacularly awkward and comical, to say the least. She could hear Irida’s mouth running already.

To: Cmdr Raauhl, Executive Officer, Leviathan, USS
CC: Capt Cobb, Commanding Officer, Leviathan, USS
From: Lt Synthi-er, Head Counselor, Leviathan, USS

TOPIC: Reply - Department Mid Period Appraisal Report

Acknowledged Commander. I have adjusted my schedule accordingly. I look forward to it.

Lt Synthi-er, Chief Counselor, USS Leviathan

She had to stop herself from saying more, her irreverent attitude almost getting the better of her.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

Down in sick bay Theo raised an eyebrow as he read the message on his screen. An evaluation of sorts, interesting. It had been a while since he had served on a ship and some of the customary things were echo in the back of his mind. That was careless he realised, and something he would immediately need to remedy if he were to remain here on the Leviathan. It would not do to be caught…off guard.

He carefully drafted a reply.
To: Cmdr Raauhl, Executive Officer, Leviathan, USS
CC: Capt Cobb, Commanding Officer, Leviathan, USS
From: Doctor Knox, Chief Medical Officer, Leviathan, USS

TOPIC: Reply - Department Mid Period Appraisal Report

Acknowledged. The time is more than acceptable Commander. I shall endeavour to not meet any form of untimely demise until after the meeting. I trust you are well.

Kind regards

Dr Theodore Knox

He considered the response, smirked and hit send before turning back to the file he had been examining and wondering if he should wait until after the meeting to seek out the file’s owner…

Dr Knox

Surda opened the message with a sigh, expecting it to be more paperwork. She blinked owlishly, confused by the concept. Surda drafted a reply, knowing her response would likely reflect her lack of experience in this area.

To: Cmdr Raauhl, Executive Officer, Leviathan, USS
CC: Capt Cobb, Commanding Officer, Leviathan, USS
From: Lt (J.G.) Surda, Chief of Security, Leviathan, USS

TOPIC: Reply - Department Mid Period Appraisal Report

I’ll do my best not to die beforehand.

Surda, CoS

P.S. This is some sort of meeting correct?

-Surda, CoS

A message popped up in Erve’s mailbox. What is a mailbox? A question that the captain always wondered through his entire life but actually got no response yet. He have theorized theories through time and his conclusions were always, why mails needs a box? Weren’t them always sent by network? His sight looked “Mailbox” once again, thinking more about the meaning of mailbox than the mail itself. Then when he realized he needed to reply, his head shook in disagreement and with a flebile voice he said “I will find you, mailbox.” And started reading the actual mail.

“Ah, an interview?! Pff does he know I have work to do!?I am a busy man.” Like finding the meaning of… you know what, you know what I mean “Thirty minutes… If I move my taco time I must be able to be in the Gym before Casela steals my favorite place. Alright alright, let’s write this mail.” The idea to have an appraisal meeting with such man made the Captain pretty nervous. What if he asked about the paperworks he missed? What if he wanted everything, so precise and stuff? He didn’t liked the Commander figure, but what he could do. Write a mail, there’s the solution.

To: Cdr. Rauuhl, Executive Officer, USS Enter-

Nope, this is the Levithan, he thought. I guess I have no choice but to be serious… Pff, I hate the XO

To: Cdr. Rauuhl, Executive Officer, Leviathan, USS
CC: Cpt. Cobb, Commanding Officer, Leviathan, USS
From: M. Cpt. Manhattan, RTF Commander, Leviathan, USS

TOPIC: Reply -> Department Mid Period Appraisal Report

Acknowledged, sir yessir! You owe me a taco and a gym session. Perhaps we could make something about it.
Your beloved dear,

Captain strange love
A.k.a. Manhattan.

Fun enough? I guess it was “Well If he then screams at me I wouldn’t be mad. At least I had fun writing this ‘formal’ mail.” He laughed by himself in the office. He thought again at what he typed, but honestly? He did not liked the formality Starfleet used and for once some joke did not hurt anyone. He stared again the mail and decided it was fine if he sent that. In the end what consequences he could face… court martial?
Erve hit the send button and with a smile on the face he took once again the PaDD, and put himself wondering about the Mailbox. For the rest of the day, the man would have passed thinking about the meaning of such simple word.

M. Capt Erve Manhattan - RCO