Posted by Commander Dira Myqian (Commanding Officer) in Arrivals, Org Charts, and Pips… Oh My

Posted by Commander Dr. Royal Sinclair (Executive Officer) in Arrivals, Org Charts, and Pips… Oh My
“Well Commander? What do you think?” the seated Efrosian female said to the pilot seated beside her. The pilot was a large, muscular human in the red uniform of Command officers. Outside the runabout, the USS Ogawa sat still in space awaiting their arrival. The pilot smiled and said “Aye, ma’am… she’s a beautiful ship. I’ve not seen any quite like her.”

The woman, also dressed in a red Command uniform but with Admiral rank on her collar, grinned. “Too true. She is a beauty, thats for certain. I think you will fit in nice here, too.” The Commander smiled and said “I hope so, Admiral. I’m looking forward to the new role.”with that he banked the runabout around and activated the comms. =/\= Ogawa, this is runabout Drummond. Admiral Sret on board requesting an immediate meeting with Commander Myqian. Request permission to dock. =/\= A moment later a response came back. =/\= Drummond, this is the Ogawa. You are cleared for docking in Suttlebay Two. Welcome to Ogawa, Admiral. We look forward to your arrival. =/\=

The Admiral’s runabout slipped into the dock about fifteen minutes later and settled onto the deck. The hatch opened after it was powered down and the Efrosian Admiral stepped out and took a look around.

Sinclair and Admiral

There was nothing like an unexpected arrival from the brass to light a fire under people’s rears, but as the shuttle’s occupants appeared, they were met by the placid expression of a woman also in command red. Her mass of kinky curls was pulled up into a pouf at the back of her head and overall Myqian presented a tidy figure of average height. Her ebony eyes that marked one half of her heritage took in the Admiral and she came to attention. She didn’t salute but pressed a brown hand to her chest and bowed her head. “Admiral. Welcome to the Ogawa,” Dira said.

Commander Myqian, XO

Admiral Sret inclined her head and said “Thank you, Commander. And don’t fret, my trip here is brief. Some last minute details to hash out as a result of the change of command on board.” A figure stepped out of the hatch behind the Admiral, ducking under the low (to them) top of the opening. A human male, broad shouldered and with blonde hair cut more in the style of the Fleet Marines than Star Fleet, his blue eyes fixed on Myqian and he smiled. “Commander Myqian. Good to see you again.” he said in a thick brogue but with excellent diction. “Commander Royal Sinclair. We met at the Symposium on Inner-species Dialog and Cross-cultural Mediation.We spoke after your address on cultural bias identification and resolution. Its good to see you again.”

Sinclair