USS Wolverine
Captain's Ready Room
Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Captain’s Ready Room
Posted by Gamemaster Alfredo Linguini (GameMaster) in Captain’s Ready Room
Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Captain’s Ready Room
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<snip>“At least dere, we ‘ave sometine in common. Investiga-SHON and interroga-SHON, dat is. Most of my career was spent in Intel..”
He was silent for a few moments more, now contemplating if having Mado on board was going to be more hassle than its worth. “Very well, Lt., It appears we are stuck wit’ each odder for de time beine. Let us try to make de best of it. Your DH is Lt. Claire. She is my Chief of Security an’ you will report directly to ‘er, no?”
“We were no’ expectine you, so check in wit’ de quartermaster to assign a cabin for you, check in wit’ medical, an’ Counselor Sharise. After dat, you should be good to go for duty.”
“One more tine, Lt. I do expect loyalty from my crew. I am ‘opine dat will no’ cause a conflict wit’ you’ loyalty to Federa-SHON security?”
Boudreaux (CO)
The agent gave nod, “Understood Captain… I don’t see any reason why there would be.” The slender man rose from his chair clutching his satchel. “It seems I have quite a few individuals to check in with.” As he headed towards the door he considered thanking the Captain for his hospitality. Pausing for a moment he almost did so, but held back, ‘better not ruffle too many feathers…yet.’ With that thought he departed to find the ship’s quartermaster.
Lt. Mado (FSA)
OOC: Will get onto all the check-ins shortly. Thanks for the tough welcome!
OOC: Not a problem. :) –Terry
The door rang to the Ready Room.
“Enter,” Remy replied.
Commander Wells entered. “So, I observed a new officer, one I don’t recognize, Captain, and given we’re in the past, I found it unusual, so I thought to ask how did this officer come aboard?” asked Wells.
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The CO sat back down behind his desk and indicated for Wells to take the seat opposite. Reaching into the desk drawer, he pulled out the eer-present bottle of boubon and two glasses. He filled both of them and slid one across to Helena. He yed her momentarily debating on how much to explain.
“To ‘ell wit’ it,” he finally mumbled. “You are correct, Cmdr. Lt. Mado was no’ originally on de crew’s manifest when de mi-SHON began. Between Starfleet Command. Federa-SHON Security, and DTI, someone felt it was necessary to send Lt. Mado to our current time and posi-SHON.”
He downed half the bourbon in one swallow and swirled the rest of the liquid around inside the glass before continuing. He eyed Wells with a suspicious smirk.
“I am sure in you’ line of work, ‘Elena, you ‘ave dealt wit’ DTI, an’ sometine tells me dat I won’ be surprised to find out you are familiar with Adm. Irene Frederic, no?”
Boudreaux (CO)
Wells face went pale. She recomposed herself, took the glass of bourbon that the Captain offered and downed the entire glass.
“There is only one Irene Frederic I know, Captain, and I was unaware of her involvement in DTI. Sufficient to say, the last I saw the Irene Frederic I knew was back around 2014… And she wasn’t an Admiral, either. Captain, do you remember our conversation earlier where I discussed my past?”
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