Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Charlie Bailey (Chief Medical Officer) in Pre-Sim: Lt (jg) Bailey Arriving

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Pre-Sim: Lt (jg) Bailey Arriving

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Charlie Bailey (Chief Medical Officer) in Pre-Sim: Lt (jg) Bailey Arriving
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As Charlie peered out of the narrow window on her shuttle she craned her neck to get her first glimpse at her new home. NE Driver at the helm smirked as he watched the eager officer trying to sneak a peak. “Don’t worry, we’ll be arriving soon, he chuckled as they began their final approach and the ship came into view for the first time.

Charlie took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves. Although this was her third posting out of the academy, this was her first time as a department head and she wasn’t really sure what to expect, she just hoped she was up to the task.

As they approached the Sentinel, NE Driver opened the comm line.

=/\= Ensign Driver calling USS Sentinel requesting permission to dock with one Lt (jg) Bailey =/\=

Charlie got a little flutter of excitement hearing her new rank as she waited expectantly for the reply.

Lt (jg) Bailey (CMO)

=O=En Driver you are cleared for approach to the shuttle bay. Once you have touched and powered down please wait for the shuttle bay doors to close and seal. Chief Helpful will come o to the bay floor and give the visual all clear to depressive and open your hatch. Welcome to the Sentinel.=C=

On Duty Bridge Officer

=O= All received Sentinel, bringing her in now. =C= Driver replied as he started the landing protocols.

Charlie peered out of the hatch as the shuttle gently came to rest on the docking bay floor. Charlie instinctively straightened her uniform again as the engines powered down and patiently waited for her first glimpse at her new ship.

Lt (jg) Bailey (CMO)

“Lt Bailey,” a female officer in command gold (judging by the lack of piping on her sleeves, an ensign), tall polished black boots, and auburn red hair, clipped across the bay floor as the shuttle opened after repressurized. She was crisp, polished, poised, the epitome of an officer. She held out her hand, “Yeoman Rand. Welcome to the Sentinel. I’m to give you the tour if you wish before your meeting with the XO. Petty Officer McChevney will take your things to your quarters if you like.”

Yeoman Rand

Charlie instinctively stood a little taller at Rand’s address as she shook her hand. “Thank you ma’am, I would love a tour. I’m keen to get familiar with the ship as soon as possible,” she replied as she handed her bag to McChevney who had appeared beside her.

Lt (jg) Bailey (CMO)

“Right this way Lt.” Rand led her through the single door way into the staging room, where people waited as the shuttlebay pressurized, and then into the main corridor. “This is deck 12, the lowest deck of the Sentinel. Main engineering and a couple of the science labs extend to this deck from deck 11.” She led the new CMO to a turbolift, “The ship has 5 turbolifts centered around the main shaft of the ship. There is an access ladder to the right of each lift. Lift 5 which comes out closest to sickbay on deck 9 is the cargo lift, which makes it large enough to transport anyone on a stretcher.” The lift arrived and they stepped on. Rand grabbed a handle and twisted it “Deck 1.”

“This is lift 2 which is the only one that goes directly to the bridge and is the only direct bridge access.”

Yeoman Rand