Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Merchant) in Captain’s Office - Meeting Request

Posted by Captain Benjamin Gillespie (Incoming Commanding Officer) in Captain’s Office - Meeting Request

Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Merchant) in Captain’s Office - Meeting Request (TAG CO)
A full twenty-four hours after he arrived, Pikelsimer sent a request for a meeting with the Commanding Officer. He didn’t specify a date or time, but asked for the first available appointment. Knowing the CO was a new arrival, he didn’t expect as quick a response as he received when the confirmation for later that same day. “I guess new duty stations aren’t as hard to check into as they used to be.” he said to himself.

Micah spent the rest of the day making his new ‘business’ was getting set up properly and his cargo was being secured to his specifications. He then went back to his apartment and changed into a fresh suit and made his way to the Command level. In typical Marine fashion, he arrived fifteen minutes early for his designated appointment.

Pikelsimer, Trader

Ben was already in his office - He had felt important to meet and get to know Magellan’s residents as soon as possible and when a civillian with Micah’s distinguished record it would be beneficial to meet the man sooner rather than later. As such he had agreed to an early evening meeting the same day.

At one end of the spacious office were two storage crates sealed and labelled to be loaded on the ship that Briony was due to depart on. Ben’s own much smaller crate was on the desk open. Many of Ben’s commands had been short term, or temporary so he had never bothered to make his Ready Rooms into much of a personal space before. The space he found himself using as an office now, was much larger than what would have been practical on a ship and would be ample big enough for staff briefings as well as just a personal office.

Gillespie invited the Trader in to the office. “Apologies for the state of things. I’m sure you’ll appreciate that I’m new here and only just getting settled in,” he said with a warm smile.

“Would you like to talk over a coffee or something to eat? Or does your request for a meeting require more privacy than the promenade can offer?” he asked.

-Ben

Taking a seat in front of the desk, Pikelsimer said “Privacy for this discussion would be most appreciated, Captain.” and he reached into one of the pockets of his suit and produced a small, black pyramid. “In fact, if you don’t mind, Captain…” and he set the object on the desk and tapped the sides in a quick sequence. A small blue light activated on one corner of the base and Pikelsimer said “Just a precaution, Captain.” and he leaned back in the chair. “So how was your trip in, sir? Uneventful, I hope?” he asked casually.

Pikelsimer, Trader

“That private?” Ben asked raising an eyebrow. He moved the crate off his desk onto the floor before sitting in his own chair, “Indeed it was. You know what the press can be like when they think there’s a story lurking beyond the surface, though. They were here to greet me when I arrived.”

“Now a man of your experience, carrying a portable privacy booth. You’re not going to tell me you’re Section 31 are you?”

-Ben