Posted by Master Chief Petty Officer Robert Mooney (Medic) in Pre-sim, Master Chief Petty Officer Robert Mooney

Posted by Lieutenant Saark (Chief Medical Officer) in Pre-sim, Master Chief Petty Officer Robert Mooney

Posted by Master Chief Petty Officer Robert Mooney (Medic) in Pre-sim, Master Chief Petty Officer Robert Mooney
The last year had been a hard one, between rehab and and the selection process Mooney had been on the go for most of it.

The last few months had been hardest, between travel and waiting here to catch an Oiler out to his new assignment. Inactivity had never his strong suit. But the news of the Merrimack coming into port had put a spring in his stride.

It would still be a few hours until she docked, and began letting off and taking on crew. Mooney busied himself with insuring his gear was transferred from storage, and that he was checked out of transient housing.

It was his intention to be ready to board just after the first wave of personnel on shore leave.

MCPO Mooney.

Several hours later, the ship did dock, and crew began beaming down from the ship. Aboard the ship, Lieutenant Saark had heard that he would be receiving new crew, or at least a new crew member, and he awaited the arrival of the new crew member in his office. Until then, he was working on paper work, and other boring stuff he had to do. Still, he knew why these boring things had to be done.

Saark was a full-blooded Vulcan, and he tended to be quite patient. He’d be sitting there waiting whether it took the new personnel two hours or twenty four to board. He liked to know who he was working with. What kind of people they were. He found it important to know these things, so that he could run his Sickbay with utmost efficiency.

~ Lt. Saark, CMO

Mooney arrived at the dock side in time to see the first of the crew begin disembarking. Despite being all officers they looked remarkably like any other crew heading out to the bars.

After watching the last of them clear the gangway, Mooney presenter himself to the security officer at the foot of said gangway. Saluting the Ensin , “Hello Sir, I have orders to report to the Merrimack.” Presenting the plastic envelop containing the printed copy of his orders.

The Ensin looked surprised to see the tall, greying non commissioned officer. After a moment to check his orders against the ship’s roster. “ Your good to go Master Chief, welcome to the Merrimack”

“Thank you sir” Mooney said as he retrieved his orders and boarded pushing an anti grave pallet before him.

Making his way up to the med deck he stoped to straitened his uniform before entering the sick bay.

Wondering in to sick bay pushing an a-grave loaded with gear and a single sea bag was due to draw attention, and sure enough he drew a glare from a woman in a nurse’s uniforms “hello ma’m, could you direct me to the CMO, please?”

MCPO Mooney