Posted by Commander Oliver Loughty (Executive Officer) in Departing for Algeron IV [Tag Commander Loughty, Ensign Saoir]

Posted by Lieutenant Todd Nyman (Chief Counselor) in Departing for Algeron IV [Tag Commander Loughty, Ensign Saoir]
- Chief Counselor’s Log:
The ship is currently en route to Starbase Hades. The crew appears to be in overall a better state, as the promise of a five-day shore leave is a welcome one for most. Meanwhile, Commander Oliver Loughty and I have been invited to participate in a special diplomatic training course on Algeron IV, courtesy of the Star Fleet Diplomatic Corps. It is my hope that this additional training will help me develop the needed skills to be an effective Chief Counselor and be better prepared to advise the command staff when dealing with diplomatic issues. Our shuttle is scheduled to depart at 14:00 hours. -

Nyman waited in the shuttle bay for the others to arrive, luggage in tow. As usual, he packed an entire bag to the point of almost busting the zippers for what was supposed to only be a three-day trip. To pass the time, he had the computer generate a word search for him to complete on his PaDD. His Vulcan was a little rusty, but it was better than doing nothing while waiting for the others.

|Lt. Nyman,
Chief Counselor|

“Hazel, we won’t be gone long,” Oliver reassured his daughter, crouching down beside her with a duffle bag at his side. His hand rested gently on her shoulder as he spoke. “Think of it like a long sleepover with Ensign Niamh. She’s been given very strict instructions to give you a bowl of ice cream every night with hundreds and thousands, just like we discussed and agreed. You drive a hard bargain.” He pulled her into a hug. “Promise you’ll be good?”

Hazel nodded, returning the hug with enthusiasm. “Okay, Dad! But you better come back soon, otherwise I’ll eat the whole ship’s ice cream supply!” she exclaimed with a giggle.

“Don’t worry, Commander. I’ll look after her while you’re gone,” Niamh chimed in, smiling warmly at Oliver. “Hazel and I have grown quite close in our science sessions. She’s rather smart.”

“Thank you, Niamh. I really appreciate you volunteering to look after Hazel,” Oliver replied gratefully, straightening up. “We’ll be contactable until we leave the system. After that, I’ll schedule a call from the planet.”

He watched as Hazel and Niamh left before turning his attention to the runabout and the counselor already waiting. Taking note of the size of his own duffle bag compared to Nyman’s, he couldn’t help but joke, “Looking to settle on Algeron?” Oliver was dressed down for the trip.

Behind them, NE Josephine Monroe and NE Jonas Michaels entered the runabout docking bay, focused on stowing their gear and not acknowledging the two officers.

Commander Oliver Loughty
Executive Officer
USS Leviathan

Lieutenant Nyman looked down at his own overstuffed bag and let out a small laugh,

“You know, I never quite got the hang of how many clothes I should bring with me,” he explained.

The reason why would have been more obvious the the Commander, Vendorians typically only wore clothes when in a form that required it. Sometimes not even then, choosing instead to replicate the appearance of it. But all of Nyman’s clothes were real, a habit he formed back on Earth. Wearing the same outfit everyday stood out a lot more back then, before he had to wear a uniform.

|Lt. Nyman,
Chief Counselor|