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

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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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OOC: Okay, my so bad ..
IC:

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

OOC: Frederick (do you prefer Fred?) .. have a look in the Engineering thread. I’m going to get you into the sim here .. basically, post your reply there and then ‘meet’ at Sickbay. We’ll rendezvous there. You can do the multiple timelines if you like in talking more with Crawford, but also post your arrival in sickbay. … Gene

OOC: I go by Frederic (no k, it’s a weird spelling), Fred, and Fritz, so whatever is good, haha. I will say that I haven’t gotten into the main sim because I came aboard kinda in the middle of it and am pretty lost as to what’s going on now. I’ll try to catch up and get my response in there soon.
OOC: Oh blast. I added the k. Sorry. Right, so we’re not in the middle but closer to the beginning. Here’s the gist so far:
- A body was discovered moments before it was beamed out into space. The identifier on the blood and who did the transporting was Gully, though he was in his quarters when sought out. When confronted he ran into his quarters and was found almost dead. He’s now in sickbay.
- Shortly after that there was a computer call to red alert and all crew to emergency stations. When it was attempted to work the computer for things it was found to be locked down to command staff only, and that to the COS and Captain. The ship has moved from Warp 3 to sunlight and there is no control over navigation or tactical.
- The power drain was a recent discovery and we’re now just investigating it. The sim started in a way with the thought of it being a murder investigation and mystery, though has recently morphed into more.

IC:
Oliver sat down slowly. “The accommodations are satisfactory - I mean, excellent! - really. This ship has a lot of tech I could only dream of. The doctor in sickbay… Harding, I think, he was able to help me with some discomfort in my hand.”

“The doctor is highly competent,” Sural replied, presenting a Vulcan level compliment.

Oliver rubbed the back of his neck, “I studied mostly mechanics at the Academy. The real nuts and bolts machinery side of engineering, I guess.” He smiled a bit, “I did really well in my class when I graduated last year.” He stopped for a second, trying to think of how best to explain his aptitude, “I guess you could say that… I mean I do really well with my hands. When I can touch something, feel it, and work with it manually, I’m really good.” Oliver shifted a little, “More abstract problems, when the problem is removed from… My uh… My immediate surroundings, like system coordination, programming, that stuff; I don’t do so hot. I wouldn’t say I’m bad, but… Well I’m kind of bad in comparison to most of the other engineers you have.”

Oliver Pierce, Eng

“Everyone has their aptitudes. Never feel bad about your strengths. Were we to focus on where we are strong rather than trying to ‘even’ out one’s skills we would be, in my opinion, logically far better off as a team.” Sural replied. “Were we all the same we would be, as one eloquent professor said, ‘a sorry lot’. Others are better at programming, of course. However few have your skill in the hands on. Many things can be repaired or rerouted at the press of a display due to redundancies. Still, you are needed to fix the reason for the rerouting. Tell me, are you better at small machinery, such as a console or replicator or holodeck system, or the larger things such as engines or life support?”
- Sural

Oliver thought for a moment, “I don’t know. I’m probably better with smaller intricate parts,” his left hand unconsciously went to rest on his gloved, right one, “I’ve had more practice with those. Even so, I’m eager for the challenge of the big systems.” Oliver smiled just a little, “I used to repair old 20th and 21st century automobiles as a hobby back home, and, well, I think the Olympic is just about the coolest hot-rod I’ve ever seen. I’m really excited to start digging around.”

Oliver Pierce, Eng

OOC: Slight edits -Fred