Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Heather E. Argeneau (Chief Engineer) in Checking on the Engines (Open)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Heather E. Argeneau (Chief Engineer) in Checking on the Engines (Open)
Heather hadn’t been back to Main Engineering since the Captain had promoted her to Chief Engineer. She still didn’t feel like it was right, not with how quickly her friend and mentor, Si’Rek, left the ship. She still did not understand why he left because he had not said anything before he had left. Stepping through the double doors to the main engineering she made her way over to the Chief’s office and looked inside. It was more barren than she remembered from the few times she had entered this office with Si’Rek behind the desk.

It would more than likely stay like this for Heather had no idea what kind of personal items if any at all to put within the office. She knew that Si’Rek had had a few momentums of his past jobs placed around. Heather, unfortunately, did not keep a lot of personal items on her other than a picture of her parents and the rest of her family. She, however, did not put those in a place where people could see them. It would put them at risk if her secret ever came out. Thinking of her secret Heather was starting to wonder if it had been a mistake to accept the Chief of Engineering position because as a grunt no one looked at her too closely. As CE they would be looking far more closely at her than before. She sighed and moved out of the office to check on the engineering readouts what with the few engineers moving about the bay it was far quieter now than it would be, come alpha shift.

Heather Argeneau, CE

Bump do we have a GM anymore?

OOC: Temporary Storyteller to the temporary rescue! I’m gonna try and tie this into the main sim.. we’ll see how this goes. :P

IC: Among those present in engineering, one man seemed a bit out of place. He was an older man, perhaps in his early fifties or late forties, particularly unassuming at first glance. Equipped with raven hair and the darkness in his eyes to match, he looked well considering his age. He moved diligently, albeit slower than his younger companions. His hands adept in the practice of engineering and despite the faces lost to his memory, he had never forgotten how to handle the warp core.

With his back turned to his associates, he worked tirelessly at a panel situated before the warp core. Cautiously peering out of the corner of his eyes, as if searching for impending danger, the man pecked away at the core’s systems, hastily replicating code from a PaDD hidden by the angle of his body.

NLt.
Engineer