Posted by Ensign Oliver Pierce (Engineer) in Oliver Pierce, Reporting for Duty - Tag CE Sural -

Posted by Lieutenant Sural (Chief Engineer) in Oliver Pierce, Reporting for Duty - Tag CE Sural -

Posted by Ensign Oliver Pierce (Engineer) in Oliver Pierce, Reporting for Duty - Tag CE Sural -
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Oliver stood outside the Chief Engineer’s office straightening his uniform. He’d been doing so for at least a full minute, trying to make sure it looked presentable. Even after four years at the Academy, he still hadn’t gotten used to the feeling. Finally he breathed in and thought to himself, Don’t worry. You got this. It’s just like pulling apart cars back home. Except for it being nothing like that. Just try not to make a fool of yourself.

With that rousing pep talk to himself, he raised his right hand and pressed the chime on the door.

• Oliver Pierce, Ensign Extraordinaire

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Sural’s brow rose. How time ‘flew’ as the Terrans said it, when one was pursuing curious mysteries of … well, he had peeked at the latest ‘3D Chess Digest’ that had just come in and become intrigued by the accompanying ‘chess problem’. What move would one do here? However, duty called, which technically was what he should have been doing anyway. Curiously he did see the similarities of 3D chess with that of staff scheduling and assignments. Chess pieces, however, were much less wont to complain. He pressed the corner option on the console and the door swished open.

“Ensign Pierce, please come in,” Sural said, straightening to stand. “Welcome aboard.” He recalled the human propensity to social etiquette and gestured to the replicator on the wall. “Help yourself if you wish.”

Sural, CE

Oliver turned his head to look to the replicator, “Oh, uh, no thank you sir. I’m fine.” He nervously tugged at his glove as he walked towards the chair opposite Sural and stood next to it as he saluted rigidly, “Ensign Oliver Pierce, reporting for duty!” He called out firmly, though slightly uncomfortably, worrying about whether he was doing too much or too little.

Oliver Pierce, Eng

Sural was certainly not used to saluting, and certainly not being the recipient of it. He paused a moment then returned the salute - the traditional Vulcan greeting. “Live long and prosper, Ensign. Please, sit. Be welcome here.” He studied the young man, noting the glove on one. “When I first arrived here I found the vessel .. daunting in its size and complexity. My prior assignments were on much smaller vessels. Familiarity over time , however, has caused the ship to .. shrink, at least by perception. Have you found your accommodations and those other domestic duties such as sick bay and the rest?” He followed this up by inquiring, “Tell me about your studies.”
Sural, CE