Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Captain) in Captain’s Ready Room - Michael Easter’s arrival

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Michael Easter (Engineer) in Captain’s Ready Room - Michael Easter’s arrival

Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Captain) in Captain’s Ready Room - Michael Easter’s arrival
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First stop for Michael on arrival was to head to the Captain’s Ready Room to let the Captain know her new Engineer was here.

He walked across the sunken bridge to the Captain’s Ready Room and rang the chime. His transfer orders were at hand and he was ready to get his hands dirty.

-Lt JG Michael Easter, Eng

Willow looked up at the door from the replicator and glanced almost wistfully at the small plate and sandwich she held. “ Come in!” She called and walked back to the desk to place the plate down.

Willow Taylor
CO

Michael entered at the invitation and stood to attention once he saw her. “Captain Willow, ” he said by way of introduction, “I am Lt JG Michael Easter, here from the Academy. My transfer orders and …” he trailed off when he saw her put her sandwich down on her desk. His expression turned apologetic.

Willow watched him as he reported in. As he trailed off she blinked. He continued.

“I’m sorry, Captain, I didn’t mean to interrupt you while you were eating,” he said.

-Lt JG Michael East, Eng

Turning slightly she looked at the deli item and frowned in slight confusion. “Oh no. Don’t worry about that.” She smiled and walked to her chair.

“Please sit.”

Willow Taylor
CO

Michael smiled back at her, and said, “yes, Captain.” Then thinking he should explain his reaction from earlier, he added, “I’m the youngest brother of 10. I had 5 sisters and 4 brothers older than me, and in that house if you ordered food and didn’t eat it straight away, one of my brothers, usually George or Simon would eat it before you could get it into your mouth. Believe me, Captain, if one of them were here, that sandwich would already be eaten. All of us including mum and dad, enough for a cricket team, and I, more often than not was made 12th man.”

He chuckled, and then said, “I tend to prattle on when I’m nervous …” He may have been about to say more, but he stopped speaking suddenly and looked at his hands, which still held his transfer orders, and he offered them to her, “my transfer orders, Captain.”

Great work, Doofus, he thought to himself, wonderful first impression, she’s sure to think you’re a stayer. Then he became panicked, he hoped she wasn’t able to read minds. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying to keep himself calm…

-Lt JG Michael Easter, Eng