Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in Reporting for Duty

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor) in Reporting for Duty
After her physical, Casela made her way to the bridge, or command center. She entered and took a moment to look around, it was a thing of beauty. All the access and control panels shined and blinked with life. The tactical power in this room was a dream come true. Though that wasn’t her area of expertise and she doubted she would spend a great deal of time here, it was impressive. She personally couldn’t wait to see the interrogation rooms and the counseling deck. Not necessarily in that order. She stepped crisply down in front of the CO, “Lt. Casela Synthi-er, CNS reporting for duty, Sir.” She wasn’t quite at attention, not really giving such things much weight. A person would be judged on their actions and reactions to what they were faced with. Empty rank would not influence her opinion of her crew mates. They were all on the same level, until they proved otherwise. She handed the PaDD with her transfer orders over.

Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

With the Leviathan still docked at the Starbase - a starbase that, prior to the tumultuous events of the past few days, Zachariah Cobb had been blissfully unaware of its existence - the old man had been occupying his downtime with an enjoyable combination of whiskey consumption and exploring the new ship. His new ship. The last time he had held a command position had been in the midst of the Dominion war and…well, he had been attempting to evict the memory of the second battle of Chin’toka from his consciousness ever since.

About thirty minutes prior to Synthi-er stepping onto the Leviathan’s bridge, Cobb had himself discovered the space for the very first time and decided to toast the room and the ship from the comfort of the Captain’s chair. Moments later and he had fallen into a deep and comforting sleep.

So it was with something of a start that Zachariah was yanked from his slumber with a distant cry of “Lt. Casela Synthi-er, CNS reporting for duty, Sir.” As usual for a man of his age and constitution, his body reached the destination while his mind was still packing its overnight bag, and, leaping to his feet, he scanned the room, and the new arrival, with confusion before blurting out, “Counselor? Ah…it wasn’t me. I…I don’t need another evaluation right now. Thank you very much.”

• Captain Zachariah Cobb

Casela held back a snear. Even without her telepathy she could smell the liquor on the captain. OMG Star Fleet was known for suicide missions, but this was too much. She’d drop this lump of dirty rags out an airlock. Forget a paradise of a planet for R and R. He might have, at a point in his past, been worthy of the respect of Captain, but, she snorted dismissively to herself, not now. “I was reporting for duty, captain. But apparently I need to find the XO as I don’t think you’re on duty at the moment.” Casela was known for fits of temper and hers was about to snap. Granted they weren’t out of dock yet, but really, in the command center? Disgraceful. “And whether you want another psych eval or not, everyone has to have one before we can disembark. Orders,” her voice thick with sarcasm, “from Star Fleet Command.” She looks around, no one else is here. “Should I call the XO to the bridge?”
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS/KAI9 Handler