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USS Wolverine

Ready Room - Checking In with The Old Man

Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Ready Room - Checking In with The Old Man

Posted by Commander Jason Reilly (XO) in Ready Room - Checking In with The Old Man

Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Ready Room - Checking In with The Old Man
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Reilly stepped onto the bridge and looked around. He had been on board less than twenty minutes, just long enough to drop his carried belongings in his quarters and make sure he looked the part. Glancing at the empty Executive Officer’s chair for a moment, he then looked ta the rest of the stations, nodding to each of the Bridge crew on duty. He then made his way to the Ready Room and pressed the chime.

Reilly, Incoming XO

OOC: Who you calling old? :)

IC: From inside the Ready Room, Reilly would hear the response of “Entre’”.

As the door slid open, he would see rising from behind the desk, his new CO. The man was more than half a foot taller than Jason, and solidly built. His dark shaggy hair was tousled and matched the dark van dyke goatee covering the lower part of his face. The goatee was neatly trimmed, but the man also wore a five o’clock shadow, definitely not Starfleet regulation. His dark eyes were intense as they took Jason in, but there was also a love of adventure visible in his stare. When he spoke, it was with a Cajun French dialect, straight from the bayou of Louisiana.

“Cmdr. Reilly, welcome aboard de Wolverine. I am Capt. Remy Boudreaux.”

Remy offered Jason a seat on the other side of the desk and then sat himself. “You ‘ave quite de impressive dossier, Commander. ‘Avine a background is very important do dis posi-SHON. I am wonderine what it is you did wrong do get sent to us, no?”

Boudreaux (CO)

Reilly sat as the Captain spoke, and settled into the chair with an ease not seen often in personnel reporting to a brand new Commanding Officer. Leaning back he shrugged slightly. “Now what makes you think I am the one being punished here, Captain? Maybe my being here is a punishment for you. I mean, we really should consider all the possibilities, don’t you think sir?” There was a slight sense of amusement in his voice and a slight smile on his lips; but if one had paid close attention it could be seen in the miniscule eye movements that the officer was taking in every detail of the office and the man seated at the desk.

Reilly, XO

“Touche’, Commander,” Remy replied. “Cept, I do no’ look at beine assigned to de Wolverine as a punishment. I was given command because of my background, both within Starfleet an’ tines I took part in before entering de Academy. Over my lifetime, I ‘ave acquired a very particular set of skills. Skills dat ‘ave served me well as an Intel operative, as well as de commandine officer of a starship whose miss-SHONS are no’ always done by de book. You will find by servine’ on dis ship, no’ eve’ytine is always black an’ white. We often step into de grey areas of Federa-SHON rules.”

Boudreaux (CO)

Reilly chuckled out loud. “Look, Skipper. Let’s just lay the cards on the table, shall we? You have read my file. And I’ve read yours. So we both know that each of us are not only capable of operating outside the normal frameworks; but that we both probably prefer it that way.” He spread his arms wide.”This whole ship is a giant middle finger to the beaurocrats who think accountants and over the hill Admirals who think they know how to get the more tasteless and dirty jobs done.” and he dropped his arms back down. “They hate you, this ship, this crew. The Wolverine is a shining reminder of their ineptitude and unwillingness to do what is necessary.” and he looked at Boudreaux intently.

“I don’t see this assignment as a punishment, Captain. Far from it. I’m actually very excited to be here. Especially in this role. That being said, I’m also not naive enough to think I was sent here by accident or that my transition here is not going to ruffle a few feathers.” and he shrugged dismissively. “And trust me, if I didn’t want the job, I wouldn’t be here.” and he openly took a long look around. “No, I wouldnt worry about me or my abilities to operate in ‘the gray areas’. I’ve spent a great deal of time in them…” and he looked directly at Remy. “And I like it there.” he added with a smile and a wink.

Reilly, Incoming XO

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