Posted by Captain Chris Taggart (Captain) in The Captain in Security TAG Lt. Dawson

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Quentin “Q” Dawson (Chief Weapons Officer) in The Captain in Security TAG Lt. Dawson

Posted by Captain Chris Taggart (Captain) in The Captain in Security TAG Lt. Dawson
Chris wanted to check-up on his new Chief Weapons Officer and to relay some news to him. Walking into the turbolift from his quarters. “Deck 8”. Only a few short seconds later he found himself in the hallway heading towards the Brig and Armory. He made a mental note to stop by the brig on his way back to check on the crew there but his destination was the Armory, more specifically, the Chief Weapons Officers office. pressing the scanning himself into the armory he allowed the doors to open when he saw one of the armors at a bench working on a phaser. Walking up behind him and not identifying himself, which Chris liked to do sometimes to gauge a persons true worth, he spoke. “Excuse me sir. Where can I find the Chief Weapons Officer?”

Captain Chris Taggart, CO

The Petty Officer looked up from his work and then stood erect at seeing the captain, “Sir!” He said, “Lt. Dawson should be in his office, just down the hall sir.” The crewman pointed down the way before asking, “Would you like me to escort you sir?”

-Dawson

“At ease sir. No. I’ll manage on my own. I don’t want to interrupt any more than I have. Good day to you.” With that the captain nodded and left down the hall. Once at the CWO door he knocked.

Captain Chris Taggart CO

Dawson heard the knock and furrowed his eyebrows as he looked up from the personnel files he had been reviewing. “Enter,” he said watching the door. The inside of his office had already been decorated accordingly. His desk was set up facing the door with his back to a large window looking out at the space that raced past them. On the wall to his right, a visitor’s left were various melee weapons ranging from broadswords to sabers to alien weapons such as the Vulcan lirpa and a recreated Klingon Bat’leth. On the right was a bookshelf holding shelves of beautifully bound leather books. Next to that were various starship models in gold and silver. Hanging behind Dawson above the window was the epee his father had given him that bore the Dawson Family Crest at the hilt. He also had his KaBar knife in a sheath hidden behind the desk in easy reach, but his hands were nowhere near it.

Lt. Dawson, CWO