USS Wolverine
Petty Officer Baker Reporting for Duty (Tag LT. Claire)
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Baker cleared his throat as he hit the door chime to Lt. Claire’s office. New ship, new CO. He hoped he had a better relationship with this one than the last. But, from what he’d heard of the Wolverine, he had hopes his new CO would be quite admirable.-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)
The door opened and a tall slender man in his mid- forties stood in the doorway. He wore the rank of LTjg and had a simple stoic expression on his face. He looked up and down the young man briefly.
“Can I help you Petty Officer?” He asked
-Cel
Basil started slightly as the door opened before flashing the lieutenant a smile. “Basil Baker, sir,” He said extending a hand, “Tactical Specialist reporting for duty.” He looked past him to the office behind and said, “I’m supposed to be meeting with Lt. Claire? Is this her office?”
Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)
Alita had been so engrossed in several screens at once that Cel, in his knowing her so well, had just handled the situation. Glancing up, she smiled at both of them.
“Thanks Cel. Maybe we do phaser drills with this one in half an hour. Come on in Petty Officer.”
- Alita, MO/COS/CIO
“Basil smiled and entered, “Thank you, Mam,” He said, his accent turning Ma’am to sound like palm, rather than Ma’am like ham. He stood at attention in front of her desk and said, “Petty Officer Basil Baker, Tactical Specialist, reporting for duty, Mam.” His Scottish accent gave a Shhing quality to his S’s as he spoke. He had dark black hair and a beard that matched and deep green eyes. He focused his attention to just above the Lieutenant’s head as he waited for her to speak.
-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)
Alita always appreciated the sense of decorum and formality new people usually had on the Wolverine. Most people in the security department had a running bet on how long that would last.
“At rest and take a seat. We don’t stand on formality so much here but, it is definitely appreciated. Welcome to the Wolverine. My interviews are quick because I like to learn about you by working with you. What made you decide to go tactical?”
- Alita, MO/COS/CIO
Basil gave a nod and relaxed before taking a seat. “Well, Mam,” Basil began, “I’ve always been a rough sort, I suppose. So getting into a scrap never bothered me. I also want to defend those who need defending. My parents were both killed when I was younger. They died in Starfleet as security officers. They saved the away team at the cost of their lives. So I like to think I’m following in their footsteps.”
-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)
Alita had a sense he had been assigned to the right ship.
“I hope you are able to make a long career of it here. Tell mea bit about your academy days.” she said.
- Alita, MO/COS/CIO
Basil gave a shrug and said, “Not too much to tell. I mostly focused on my studies. I found my interests in weaponry, security, and various combative aspects. Gave my poor aunt panic attacks with every letter home. I learned to tailor my letters within the first year. I was known to do well in melee combat. I excelled in the KaBar knife, as well as in more traditional European weapons. I also began to study alien weapons. I learned the Lirpa from Vulcans I met at the academy, and have since been studying Bat’Leth techniques where I can.”
-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)
Hearing all of this made Alita’s green eyes sparkle but, she stopped short of smiling.
“All of this is very good to know. I like a well rounded security staff. I like us trained in everything we can get our hands on and things you might not expect. It’s been a long time since I’ve known anybody any good with a lirpa. We’ll definitely have to work that into our drill rotation. Tell me a little bit about your family.”
- Alita, MO/COS/CIO
“Of course Mam,” Baker said before clearing his throat, “My parents were both in Starfleet, but they died when I was twelve. They were aboard the US Mesa when the ship seemed to hit some sort of spatial anomaly. All hands were lost. They still don’t know entirely what happened to them. When I was younger I thought that maybe they had been displaced in time and space. I’d heard of occurrences before. But, I’ve since come to terms with their passing. It was at that point I went to live with my Aunt. She’s a rather eccentric woman. Tried to discourage me from Starfleet. Terrified I’d go like my parents. Got me enrolled in Oxford, but I couldn’t keep away. So, I joined up after graduation. Almost made her a nervous wreck, but she got over it. She always wanted to respect my autonomy, so when she found this was what I wanted, she didn’t stop me.”
-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)
Alita made a mental note to look up the ship he’d just mentioned. She also knew a lot about time/space situations but didn’t usually discuss them with other people.
“No-one can really keep you from that which you were meant to do. I admire your aunt’s willingness to respect your autonomy. It’s probably not easy. So what drew you to Security?”
- Alita, MO/COS/CIO
“Well,” Basil said, “I guess it has always been in my nature. I was told I was a swashbuckler at heart. I also had the habit of getting my friends out of trouble. I wasn’t usually the one getting them into scrapes, but I was usually the one figuring out how to get them out of them. That, combined with my interests, steered me to Tactical.”
-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)
Alita stifled a chuckle at the word swashbuckler.
“Well that is as good a reason as any I could think of. Was the Wolverine your choice or did Star Fleet choose it for you?”
- Alita, MO/COS/CIO
Basil smiled again and said, “I admit the Wolverine was chosen for me. I hadn’t really had a preference. Though I will say, I believe we suit each other.”
-Petty Officer Baker (Tac/Spec)