Newly dressed out in the Security uniform from his fislrst incarnation as a Star Fleet officer, the big Scot made his way to the shuttle bay. As the doors slid open, he walked into the large space and saw the security personnel, those not on duty anyway, milling around and asking questions amongst themselves. “All right. Questions at the end. Fall in, everyone.” the brogue rang out and the assembly feel into ranks in short order.

“Now most if not all of you know as the ship’s Counselor. That was yesterday. This is today. As of now, I am your new Security Chief. And before you ask, yes, I am qualified to hold the job. That’s what I did before I was a Counselor. So… where do we go from here? Let’s start with the basics. I expect each of you to do your job, and do it well. To that end, I want you to take a minute and absorb one very important lesson.” and he paused for a second to make sure they were listening.

“I know a lot of you… hell, probably all of you can fight. But fighting isnt what our priority is. We are keepers of the peace, first and foremost. So before you engage your fists, engage your mouth. And before you engage your mouth, engage your brains. You are no dummies. You wouldnt be here if you were stupid. So… use those brains. Assess, evaluate, plan, react. In that order, every time. Understood?”

Sinclair, CoS