USS Chernov
Arrival - XO's quarters
Posted by Commander Chris Taggart (XO) in Arrival - XO’s quarters
Posted by Commander Chris Taggart (XO) in Arrival - XO’s quarters
Posted by Lieutenant Ricky English (Comms Officer) in Arrival - XO’s quarters
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Well Ricky you’ve finally done it. Your now in command red. He thought to himself while slipping on his command red scant uniform. He had always preferred the skirt type uniform to the jump suit uniform as it showed off his smooth toned legs. And the uniform top was short sleeved so he was able to show off his toned muscles. Now that Ricky was presentable he made his way to the turbolift.=/\= Deck two =/\= The turbolift doors opened and Ricky stepped in. The subtle hum of the turbolift was comforting to Ricky. Once the Torbolift doors opened again he began to get little butterflies. He had read the XO’s personnel report and had a liking to him right away. He only hoped that it would be mutual.
Arriving at the XO’s quarters he pressed the chime and leaned on the door frame almost seductively.
LT - Ricky English - COMMS
OOC: If you want a good image of what my character looks like go to the link below for an image. Think him only better hair.
Robert “Ducky” Thompson
OOC: Better hair? Does that mean a better mullet? Lol!
IC: Chris was actually in his quarters for once. He was spending more and more time there recently because of his recent incarceration aboard the Cardassian ship. Maybe he was isolating himself but he realized it and now was starting to get out more. He was watching t.v. since it was his day off, but does an XO or anyone in command or a DH position really ever get a day off? He sighed as he took another drink from his Venezuelan rum.
He was already feeling warm and fuzzy and liked the feeling. He rarely was afforded an opportunity to get wasted or to let himself go since he could be called to the bridge at any given moment, but today he was assured that he was really and truly off. “Ya right.” He said to himself as he drank the last of the sweet brown liquid down and getting up he went to refill his glass. He paused his show so he wouldn’t miss anything, even though Chris has seen this over a hundred times. He just liked this certain episode of ALF.
He was in the kitchen filling his glass again when he heard the chime. “Seriously? Now what?” Then in a loud voice he called out. “Enter!”
Commander Chris Taggart XO
The door opened for Ricky and he walked in and spotted the XO pouring himself a drink. “Good afternoon Commander Taggart, I was told that I was to report to you as soon as possible.” Ricky then walked closer to the man and out stretched his hand. “LT Ricky English, at your most genuine service.” He said with a sly smile and his British accent.
Chris was there dressed in torn pajama pants, a grey t-shirt and a Hugh Heffner style red robe that was opened. He had stubble on his face as he hadn’t shaved for the day. Reaching out he took the man’s hand and shone it firmly. Then he handed him the bottle and pointed to one of the cabinets. “Glasses are in there.” Then he walked back over to his lazyboy recliner and sat down hard, spilling a bit of the rum on his shirt but didn’t care. He motioned to the couch next to him and took a drink.
“I do apologize for interrupting your show. Is this ALF circa 1980’s?”
LT - Ricky English - COMMS
“Yes it is Lieutenant. I see that you are fluent in awesome 20th century t.v. shows. That will give you more points with me. I didn’t know that you ate going to come in today or.....well I wouldn’t be like this. Pour yourself something and let’s talk.” He checked to make sure his eye patch was on and in place.
Commander Chris Taggart XO
Ricky decide to get a glass of rum himself. A single glass wouldn’t hurt. “Thank you commander.” Ricky sat down and crossed his legs in front of him. It wold be very apparent that Ricky was not wearing any underwear. “Well I did manage to catch an earlier transport to bring me here.” Ricky took a sip of the rum. “So my lovely Commander, I am your new Communications officer. Is there anything important I need to know about this ship, or it’s staff before I take my position in the morning?”
LT - Ricky English - COMMS
Chris noticed that the man was not wearing any undergarments whatsoever. “First off. I’m no one’s lovely anything. Especially when it concerns another man. Secondly, you will either wear undergarments or never sit across from me again. Thirdly, there are a few bridge crew or people you will meet on a regular basis.”
He took another gulp of rum before continuing.Ricky was a little dissapointed, he was sure that the XO was the type of man who wold appreciate another man, the way only a man can do. Did he miss something in his research? “Ricky didn’t show his disappointment but was not detoured time will tell if he could have Commander Taggart. “As you wish commander.”
“There is a medic named Solomon Kane. Put simply he is an a##hole. Bad tempered, ill mannered, looks like a Hells Angeles biker from Earth’s 20th century and acts like one to. All that said, he is the single most important person that you would want with you. Despite his appearance and attitude, he is a very knowledgeable person and a huge credit to his craft, profession and Starfleet. He is like my right hand man and if this was a mafia then he would be my hammer.”
Ricky was thinking that he wouldn’t mind having a bear like the described Solomon Kane. They always act so aggressive out in the public but once at home, they are nothing but big teddy bears. I wonder if he is into leather? Ricky thought.
The second person or being that you need to know about is an exchange officer from the Galdor planet. He is a Lari, and his name is Mwezi. He is a Wolf like being. Picture a werewolf and you would be correct. Just don’t call him one. He doesn’t like that. Trust me on that one. He is very tall and very powerful. He likes to stand behind the Captain and is fearsly protective of him. Don’t get in his way. Again. Please trust me on that and don’t test it. Obviously he is in the security department but he is very smart. His culture is ahead of us in certain areas and it shows.”
He took another drink and looked at his empty glass and frowned.The first thought was that he had heard of the Lari and that he had always wanted a pet dog. “I wonder if he likes being scratched behind the ears?” Ricky put a had to his mouth. “I’m sorry commander I meant to say that in my head.”
Chris smirked then let out a little laugh. “He might but I wouldn’t try it! What part about a werewolf did you not understand? I have movies here if you want to watch. The Howling is a great one. But Mwezi looks like that all the time. He is not human nor a shapeshifter.”
He got up and went to the bottle and filled his glass and then brought it over and without asking filled Ricky’s glass to the brim and sat back down.
He took a swallow before continuing. “Lastly, the Captain himself. He is a Vulcan and has loads of experience in combat, defense, tactics, both in hand to hand and ship to ship and has the gift of talking when it comes to negotiations. I have and continue to learn a lot from him.”
Ricky raised his freshly filled glass in a saluting cheers and said thank you. “I have heard that the captain has an uncanny ability to talk his way out of nearly any situation. Some wold even say he has a proverbial silver tong.”
“And you would be correct my dear fellow! We are not dealing with a student here, we’re dealing with the Professor. You could drop this guy off at the Arctic Circle wearing a pair of bikini underwear, without his toothbrush, and tomorrow afternoon he’s going to show up at your pool side with a million dollar smile and fist full of pesos. This guy’s a professional, you got me?”
“As for me.” He took another drink. “I have been the XO for about a year now. Like our Captain, I came from the medical field. We are both doctors. I was involved in a swimming accident with my wife about a year and a half ago that left me with no leg, eye and part of an arm. Since then, I have been in command and have been to all the courses. But I am still green and need experience. Any questions good sir?” He sat back and took another sip.
This peaked Ricky’s curiosity. “A swimming accident you say. Did a Risa shark decide to make you it’s meal or something?”
Chris
OOC: Fixed spelling errors.
TravisLT - Ricky English - COMMS
Chris looked at him and glared for a bit before realizing that this man didn’t know so he couldn’t be angry with him. He let out a long sigh and drank some more rum before going on.
“No. It was a huge squid. It nearly drowned my wife and I. I got her to the beach before it got its hooks back into me. I nearly died and got back to the beach after hurting the damn thing. Then passed out from blood loss. Woke up on the hospital at Risa and found out my wife was dead.” At this point Chris wasn’t looking at Ducky but at his empty drink. “We were only married for a day and was honeymooning at Risa.”
Ricky took a gulp of his rum. “That’s horable. You poor thing that is a devastating story. I feel so sorry for you.” Ricky now feeling bad for the XO decided that he wold be a sounding board or personal confidant if that is what he needed. He would be more if he could but that will take time.
He got up and grabbed a framed picture of himself and his wife and tossed it at Ducky and turned back around to look out his window into space. He continued to speak without looking at Ricky. “I used to look sooo good. I was sooo vain back then. Had a different babe every week, a successful surgeon. That all changed when I met her. I realized the errors of my ways. Funny how someone can have such an impact on your life.” He took another drink and then turned to look at Ricky and pointed to his face.
“That’s why I didn’t want to them to fix my face. They gave me cybernetic limbs but I wanted a reminder of that day. The day I wasn’t good enough…” He then took in a deep breath and threw the glass against the wall, shattering it.
Ricky shot upward with a start when the Commander threw the glass. “Commander, take it from me, you are still a hunk of a man and anyone would be lucky to have you.”
“Come on! I’ll show you around.” The last part was said with calmness and he made his way to the door. “Leave the drink. Well get more later at the bar and will cone back for movies, pizza and even more alcohol.”
Without the need to be asked twice Ricky he followed Chris out the door heading towards the lounge.
OOC: That was a very funny post you wrote! You’ll get along great here!
Chris
LT - Ricky English - COMMS
OOC: Dang it. It would seem as though my post from yesterday evaporated. Oh and Travis my characters name is Ricky, not Ducky. Ducky is my animal nick name. LOL
Ducky