USS Wolverine
Checking in with the CO
Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Checking in with the CO
Posted by Lieutenant Kadence Argona (Counselor) in Checking in with the CO
Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Checking in with the CO
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Kadence straightened her uniform and moved down the hallway. She had enjoyed her dinner with the XO the previous evening. He was certainly a charmer. Nothing had come of it, but she had the feeling she’d be seeing him at the Italian place again. Whether with her or not. She got the distinct impression, most of his time over the planet would be spent at that place.As she came to the Captain’s office, she nodded to the various and assorted skeleton crew still wandering the halls. She liked a Captain who rotated the time off. Kept everyone relatively in the ‘good behavior’ category, and kept the ship going.
Tapping the chime, the new Counselor waited to meet the Captain. She had glanced over the file, but mostly just to know current cursory info about him. She preferred to learn about her people on her own without the outline of ‘official business’ clogging her vision.
Lt Kadence Argona
CounselorBump 5.24.20
OOC: I’ve been waiting for this. Don’t know how I missed it? ((apparently the same way I did… sorry lol))
IC: Remy was deep in thought, contemplating the most recent goings-on taking place aboard his ship. Too many things just weren’t making sense. So deep in thought was he, that he hadn’t noticed the chime until it went off the second time. Sitting up in the chair behind his desk and taking on a “Captainly” appearance, he calmly said, “Entrer,” came the reply.
As the door opened and Kady walked in, she paused and took a look around. While part was in seeing where the voice was and the decoration, the part of her the Captain would notice was that her gaze seemed to take in more than just that. She continued towards him less than a heartbeat later. “Captain…” she nodded with respect and smiled.
She would see the captain behind his desk. His dark hair was unruly; definitely not standard Star Fleet issue, as it almost seemed there was a constant wind blowing by. His matching musketeer goatee was well-trimmed and neat. Eyes, dark and intense. But, it was smile that was disarming: half-crooked and mischievous. As the new counselor entered, Remy stood and offered his right hand. When he spoke, his diction was laced with a thick Cajun accent. “Dis is a lagniappe. If I ‘ad known Command was goine to send me such a belle for a counselor, I would ‘ave requested one sooner.”
He offered Kadence the seat on the other side of the desk and after she sat, Remy returned to his seat. “Welcome to de Wolverine, Lt.”
Boudreaux (CO)
She shook his hand with a practiced firm grip. Her oldest brother had taught her well saying that as a women, it might often be what saves her life. She still contemplates that, but she never forgot how to shake a hand. “You flatter me, Captain. You do know you have the right to request any Counselor you desire. And we and all our bios are available. So you are welcome. Though if you find yourself another belle,” her voice dropping like a Southern Debutaunt, “I’m sure they would be happy to take my place. Though I admit, I would be a bit heartbroken.” She laughed and settled in the seat he offered.
“You came ‘ighly recommended, Lt. I was extremely impressed wit’ you’ work wit’ personnel sufferine’ from PTSD. A ship like de Wolverine an’ de jobs she ‘as to perform can be. . . ques-SHON-able. My instincts tell me you ‘ave what it takes allay dose ques-SHONS. Besides, wit’ as many ugly mugs dat are on dis ship, beauty is a luxury.”
“I have to say, for the type of men and woman you have on board, everyone has been open and kind. Your XO in particular. He was kind enough to renew my faith in the culinary fair that Risa has to offer.” She smiled and nodded to him. “But I digress. It’s good to finally meet you. I have heard a lot and look forward a few years of learning some amazing things.” Her near white blue eyes looked at him framed with jet black hair pulled back into a plaited coil on the back of her head. Her uniform was impeccable and her boots finely polished.
Lieutenant Kadence Argona
CNS/Ship’s CounselorSo Reilly had already beaten him to the punch. Two can play that game, he thought. “I look forward to teachine you some of dose amazing tines, infiltra-SHON, extract-SHON, decp-SHON,. . . seduc-SHON, everytine a god black operator needs to know to be successful.”
The Captain made her smile. Obviously he hadn’t gotten deep into her back files, which she was actually grateful for. But in the back of her mind mind she realized she’d confess to him eventually.
His impish grin returned as he asked, “Cmdr. Reilly did no’ take you to dat Italian place on de surface, did he? De food is good, but is notine compared to autentic Cajun food. Jambalaya, gumbo, or bisque, prepared by a real Cajun.”
“I ‘ate to break dis to you, bu’ you are no’ de first woman he ‘as taken dere, an’ mos’ likely, you will no’ be de last. I’m sorry to tell you.”
Boudreaux (CO)
Kady laughed. “I think I’d be more worried if you told me you’d never seen him with a woman at all.” And as he mentioned the cooking, she narrowed her eyes, humor still on her face. “Now come, come, Captain Boudreaux… you cannot tell me honestly that if I took you up on your offer for for some genuine jambalaya, that I’d somehow, miraculously be your first woman you’d done that for.” She like the heavy accented man and thought she was really going to enjoy her tenure here.
The gym, though, would have to become get new best friend as well. Especially with two handsome and charming men plying her with food.
Kady
CNS