Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Mark Pierce (Chief Engineer) in Side Sim - Wood’s Arrival

Posted by Lieutenant Scott Woods (Engineer) in Side Sim - Wood’s Arrival

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Mark Pierce (Chief Engineer) in Side Sim - Wood’s Arrival
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“Have a seat. Can I get you something from the replicator before we get started?”

-Mark Pierce, CE

“Uh… Tea. Green tea, with milk, no sugar please,” Scott said tapping his tummy as he did so. “I am trying to watch my weight.”

Lt. Woods
Egineering

Mark returned with their respective green tea and black coffee. “So, Lt Woods, I have you here as an experienced environmental engineer, with some medals to show for your time. Top 10% of your class at the Academy. Good stuff.” The only decoration in Mark’s office was a shadow box with his Marine stripes and medals in it, and a handmade Caitian dagger. “Tell me what that-“ He pointed to the medals “won’t. What’s so great about Lt Scott Woods?”

-Mark Pierce, CE

“Experience mostly,” Scott said after a long silence while his hands wrapped around the mug. “I am something of an anomaly I suppose. I was assigned to special projects right out of the academy and spent a good amount of time there. I was… very engaged there and excited about my work but Fleet Captain K’hal said I needed to get experience on a ship or a base. When this opening presented itself I took the opportunity.”

Carefully he put his lips to the rim of the mug and pulled back a large mouthful of tea before swallowing it. “I am not a, uh, seasoned fleet engineer if that is what you are driving at.”

Lt. Woods
Engineering

“Doesn’t matter where you started, you’ll learn your way around. Woods, you’re going to find that one thing is different here. Even when your work orders come from me, it’s a 70% chance someone in another department complained. There’s a lot more interplay here. And they’re going to be staring over your shoulder while you work. Especially the doctors. You don’t get many chances to invent out here. The flip side of that is that when you do- it counts. Independence is down, stakes are up.”

-Mark Pierce, CE

The engineer grimaced at that revelation but then nodded. Silently he took another sip of his tea, slurping it to introduce air and cool down the liquid. “I don’t mind my work being checked but… are they aware of the risks? We hear about conduits exploding every few months in the safety briefings…” his voice faded out as he considered the stakes a moment. “I think it would be unwise for doctors to die doing my job when they should be saving other people by doing theirs.”

Lt. Woods
Engineering

“Depending on who you’re dealing with. Some of them will take a seat if offered one. That damned Chief Surgeon will be making suggestions. But doctors tend to have control issues.” Mark sipped his coffee. “You get used to it though. Tell me what environmental engineering entails. As far as your work is concerned.”

-Mark Pierce, CE

“Oh that is easy,” Scott practically beamed as he shifted his bulk in his seat before drinking a sip of his tea. “I focus primarily on creating environments suitable for all manner of species. If given enough time and tools I could probably create most atmospheric conditions for any guest.”

After a moment of smiling with pride at his accomplishments of the past he added, “But since that doesn’t come up very often I tend to focus my work on the generals. Water, food, air, grav.”

Lt. Woods
Engineering

“Nice skills to have. Especially out here. We run into trouble sometimes and it’s those essentials people aren’t always prepared with.” Mark paused before shifting topics. “Do you have any questions about the Ogawa, the engineering department?”

-Mark Pierce, CE

“No, I suppose not,” Scott said after considering the question carefully. “You already explained the doctors can be overbearing and nosy. I don’t think there is much else that I should learn right away.”

He shifted his weight in the chair as he took a big gulp of his tea, the liquid quickly cooling to the point where chugging was possible. “I suppose, however, I must ask does this ship see much action? I would hope a medical frigate just hangs out unless needed.”

Lt. Woods
Engineering

“Define action. Combat? Not much. But the CoS keeps requisitioning grenades anyway. We’re a flying hospital. That really outlines our job. Say there’s an earthquake on some colony somewhere. Once the distress call goes out- Starfleet sends the Ogawa. Engineering, we set up a triage and surgery centre, beam injured out of hard to reach places, and then work on stabilising the ground if we can. That’s our little world. The odds that you’ll end up in a fistfight with an Orion are very slim.”

-Mark Pierce, CE

A sigh escaped the pudgy man’s throat. “Thank goodness for that,” he said genuinely happy. “I am not much of a fighter. I rely on security to do the majority of that work for me.” He downed the rest of his tea and then handed the empty cup back. “Was there anything else you needed from me, sir?”

Lt. Woods
Engineering