USS Leviathan
Lieutenant Nyman Boarding
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A modified Armadillo class shuttle moved in parallel to the Leviathan. The Vulcan pilot contacted the Leviathan, and after receiving the proper clearance, began to dock.Within moments the pilot received clearance.
“So, this is it.” Nyman commented, peering out the front window to look over the ship. He squirmed his appendages nervously.
“I suggest you disguise yourself now, Lieutenant.” the Vulcan commented coldly, “We will be docking soon.”
“Oh, yes, of course,” Nyman responded. Crossing his upper two tentacles brightened the shuttle with a cloud of light. He emerged transformed with a human appearance. A man of average build, pale with loose blond curls and green eyes.
“So, it’s going pretty good so far,” Nyman said, putting on his “official” uniform, one built for this humanoid figure. “I don’t think anyone suspects a thing, much less the Romulans.”
The Vulcan didn’t respond, focusing on the docking maneuver. As the Lieutenant fixed his hair into the “regulation” style bun, the shuttle landed with a gentle rock.
Todd Nyman stepped onto the Leviathan, holding all his belongings in two large duffle bags, one under each shoulder.
“Lieutenant Nyman,” the Vulcan called out from the shuttle.
Pausing, Nyman looked back to see his pilot glaring at him with cold seriousness,
“We will be closely monitoring your activities. Do not cause any more trouble.”
Before Nyman could respond, the shuttle door closed with a mechanical thud.
“I’ll try not to…” he said to himself.
~~~ Lieutenant Nyman, Counseling
Saoir waited for Lieutenant Nyman, his eyes scanning the area. When he caught sight of the man, the tendrils on the back of his neck twitched ever so slightly. With a narrowed gaze, he approached him and spoke, “Lieutenant, welcome aboard. I will be overseeing your onboarding process and acquainting you with all the ship’s procedures. Afterwards it seems the Captain has requested to speak with you immediately and I am to escort you there, which strikes me as peculiar. Normally, newcomers are given a few days to settle in before receiving a check in with the Captain. Do you happen to know the reason for this sudden urgency?”
Saoir, Transporter Op/Security
OOC: At this point only the CO, XO, CoS, Contain. Architect, CIO, and CMO have been informed and are aware of your true species.
Mika
Nyman greeted Saoir with a small nod. Looking him over, the Lieutenant couldn’t immediately place his species, which was exciting. Not that now was the time or place, but Nyman’s instincts to be drawn to and mimic unique forms were still very much present.
“I wasn’t expecting such a greeting, Ensign.” he said with a smile. This was only technically true. He was expecting to have some sort of security escort, but it was obvious by his comments that this Ensign wasn’t informed why. For Nyman it was better to keep it that way.
“If the Captain needs my help with something so urgently, it wouldn’t be polite to keep them waiting. Please, go ahead and lead the way.”
~~~ Lieutenant Nyman, Counselor
Saoir nodded in acknowledgment of Nyman’s response, intrigued by the Lieutenant’s mysterious presence. However, he understood the importance of respecting protocol and refrained from delving further into personal inquiries at the moment.
“Very well, Lieutenant Nyman,” Saoir replied, gesturing for him to follow. “Please, come with me. I will guide you through your onboarding orientation, as per procedure, and then I’ll escort you to Captain Henao.”
As they navigated through the ship’s corridors, Saoir maintained a professional demeanor, focusing on providing Lieutenant Nyman with the necessary information rather than engaging in casual conversation. “As you may already know, Lieutenant, our vessel is a specialized ship within Starfleet, dedicated to tracking, recovering, and studying anomalies that permeate the vast universe. We have three decks on the ship that are specifically designed for this purpose. I have been informed that your security clearance will be designated as ALPHA-01. This means that while you may not directly interact with the contained anomalies, it is crucial for you to be aware of their existence.” He pressed the button on the turbolift and continued, “I will now show you to your office.” When the turbolift doors opened, Saoir stepped in and simply said, “Deck 33.”
Saoir, Transporter Op/Security