Posted by Ensign Kylie Brecker (Engineer) in Main Engineering- [Side Sim-Check in] Ensign Reporting for Duty (Tag CE)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Main Engineering- [Side Sim-Check in] Ensign Reporting for Duty (Tag CE)

Posted by Ensign Kylie Brecker (Engineer) in Main Engineering- [Side Sim-Check in] Ensign Reporting for Duty (Tag CE)
Ensign Kylie Brecker stepped into main engineering. She stepped out of the doorway and looked around, taking in the sights of her new assignment. The 5‘9 human woman had short to long auburn hair that was frosted as white as one could get with a darker baseline hair. Her hair was very short in the back, but proceeded to get longer in an aline style haircut. Her hazel eyes gleamed slightly as she looked around at the equipment people had, the stations, the machinery. Honestly the woman looked just a little star struck as she just stood there and openly gawked for a few minutes. Once she came to her senses she asked a few of the personnel around where the CE’s office was. One of the other Ensigns pointed towards one of the ladders towards the aft. After she heard the NE explain that it was one deck up and headed to the right of the ladder then she nodded and thanked the NE before she headed back towards the ladder itself. She climbed the ladder and followed the instructions before moving and standing infront of the door. The Ensign took in a breath, steadied herself then reached up and pressed the call button on the door.
Ensign Kylie Brecker, Engineer

The door swished open to meet a mess. Parts of various tools, an ODN recoupler and quantum flux regulator were strewn across the desk intermixed with a few PaDDs and a nearly buried tricorder. A small figurine of an Academy class ship was among the mess as was a desk plaque that said ‘Chief Engineers Never Die - They Just Slow to Impulse’. The figure at the desk had in one hand a small plasma welder that one might use for finer soldering work and in the other what appeared to be a sandwich that was just disappearing under the welding helmet. The single cyclops like eye of the helmet glanced up, then in a mimicry of exaggerated puzzlement tipped imperceptibly to one side.

Kylie took a look around the room slowly taking in the lived in look. As she eyed the plaque she gave a warm smile understanding the meaning though she thought it applied to many more in the field. She blinked at the figure and watched them for a moment just as curious.

A muffled, “Ensign … ” came out from behind the mask, then the sandwich that was placed on a plate equally mixed amongst the mess. A spotted hand lifted the mask to reveal not a young face, but a pale looking one sporting a five o’clock shadow. Dark eyes peered at her. “I’m sorry,” he said, standing and taking off the helmet to reveal some salt and pepper hair that looked like it had rebelled against any kind of order and won. Reaching out his hand to shake hers in greeting, he continued. “I’m Thor. I remember new crew assignments.” He looked momentarily sheepish. “Are you early or am I late? Either way, welcome aboard.”
- Dagen, CE

She eyed the pips on his collar once he lifted the mask. “Lieutenant Commander.” She said back slightly gruff. When he appologized she looked puzzled a look of confusion crossing her face. But yet she still reached out and took his hand firmly. She had good grip stregnth and wasn’t giving him a dainty hand shake. She gave his hand a firm grip. And shook once before breaking contact.

‘Nice grip’, he thought. Didn’t quite match his wife’s half Orion grip when she meant business, but still good.

She gave him a smile. “A pleasure to meet you Lt. Com. Thor. I am as you said a newly assigned to thr USS Genesis, as I hate to admit it I am fresh out of the academy. But I’m not as green around the gills as you might think. I am Ensign Kylie Brecker.” She explained to him and gave a nod at the end. At his question she couldnt help but give a small snicker unexpectedly. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth, as her look quickly changed. “I’m sorry sir… I wasn’t laughing at you… I dont know why I found that funny.” She seemed embarrassed and worried he may be upset. “But as your the boss… I’ll say I’m deffinatly early more than likely.... probably....”
Ensign Kylie Brecker, Engineer

There was a small wince at the rank she gave. He understood that it was ingrained in the DNA of Academy grads about rank. He remembered those times well in his trial by fire on the Draco many years before. “Early it is,” he said, “and please, Chief works. Saying ranks sounds too much like about to be getting a scolding from your mother when she says your whole name out loud.”

He moved around and cleared some things off of the only other chair in the room. “At ease and have a seat,” he said with a gesture as paraphernalia clattered onto the already burdened desktop. “First, your preference - Ensign, Ensign Brecker, or Kylie while we are in informal work routines?” He settled into the other chair that was behind the desk and swung it in her direction. “And two questions, why are you not so ‘green’, and if you could go waist deep into any systems on the ship what would you first dive into?”
- Dagen, CE