Posted by Lieutenant Steven Leon Marsh (Chief Science Officer) in Senior Staff Meeting – Conference Lounge (Deck 23)

Posted by Lieutenant Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief Tactical/Lead RTF Officer) in Senior Staff Meeting – Conference Lounge (Deck 23)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Elora Myles (First Officer) in Senior Staff Meeting – Conference Lounge (Deck 23)
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Shock stepped into the conference lounge ten minutes before the hour. The room was still, the hum of the ship’s systems, and the quiet low-frequency whoosh of the fans, the only sounds. He placed the big ceramic teapot he had carried with care onto the side counter, then poured the steeped breakfast tea blend into serving pots. He set them beside the pots of coffee and the water carafes already in place. He thought these small things – rituals if you will – made the table less austere and more welcoming. Even for a Vulcan, this had had logic – it would be beneficial for good discussion and team alliance.

He walked the perimeter once, noting the terminals and screen, then returned to the head of the table. He folded his hands behind his back and allowed himself one long breath.

Two chairs at his left and right sat empty in his mind’s eye: that of the chief engineer and the chief of security. Two key posts had become vacant. In truth, he knew too little of the crew’s lived capabilities to simply assign acting officers. He was still too new. Knowledge would built from observation and record alike. But there had not been enough time for him to do so.

He felt the weariness at the edges. A ship of this class could not run without those posts. The Leviathan’s record showed anomalies could occur at any moment. They would need people who could take the difficult and quick decisions necessary for the security and engineering operations of the ship.

The meeting would begin soon. He wanted to hear what the others thought on solutions. Perhaps someone might step forward; perhaps others might suggest names. Either way, he would listen.

He waited for his senior officers to come.

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Shock, Captain
Commanding Officer

Walking into the room only a min behind the captain, Elora looked around the room taking it in. She was new here and had not had a chance to connect with the department heads yet, she would be scheduling those meetings soon. What she needed was a yeoman to get all the details put together for her. “Captain” she said looking for a seat, each place she had served had different seating set ups she was not sure which was her seat. “Do we have assigned seats Sir?”

Lieutenant Commander Elora Myles
Executive Officer U.S.S Leviathan

Bethany heard the summons and left her post in the hands of one of her officers and made her way to the conference room. She entered, “Captain, Commander,” she greeted briefly before taking a seat.

Lt. Gadi, CTO/RTF

Steven walked into the space noting the beverages scattered along the table. This was going to be a more informal meeting he guessed based on the set up of the table. It was probably also going to be a long one. People didn’t put out food and drink unless they wanted to lure you in. Even though food and beverages were free in Starfleet, the appeal of having it still attracted the primal part of anyone. It was like the old saying the best tasting sandwich was the sandwich someone made for you. Taking a seat, he grabbed a cup and poured himself a coffee.

Marsh CSO

Brad strolled into the lounge, taking a second to pour a cup of tea. It was all to often the CMO forgot to hydrate or eat, so he certainly wouldn’t turn down pre-provided refreshments, and having a warm beverage in the morning was useful when he expected to have to talk much before his voice was warmed up for the day. “Sir, ma’am,” he nodded to the CO and XO as he took a chair three down on the Captain’s left.

Lieutenant Bradley Maxwell
Chief Medical Officer