Posted by Captain Bov’ar Akarel (Commanding Officer) in Arrival - Marco Gunther

Posted by Colonel Marco Gunther (Prison Warden) in Arrival - Marco Gunther

Posted by Captain Bov’ar Akarel (Commanding Officer) in Arrival - Marco Gunther
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Dealing with Starfleet was always a pain. So much protocol and hoops to jump through, let alone the amount of time he had to sit on his rear, grounded, waiting for the coordinates of the Prison Ship USS Swift. He sighed aloud. He hoped this shuttle would go faster. He wasn’t a fan of wasting time, but he was used to the feeling from being forced to be in hostile areas for extended periods of time waiting for the one opening to get away safely from behind enemy lines. His blip would most likely have appeared on their long range scanners now that he could identify the Swift on his. Time for more protocol .. At least this next part made sense to him. This wasn’t a typical ship or prison that you could just visit whenever you wanted. It was a secure ship and required a challenge and password phrase that, thankfully, they provided him with beforehand. He’d had to do this several times in his prior service with the Star Fleet Marine Corps so he could definitely appreciate it.

=^= USS Swift, this is the USS Rifter. Hope you’ve got those drinks in the window, I’ll be there shortly. =^=

=^=This is Swift, noted and welcome.=^= The comm was short and almost stoic, if one were barely listening.

He altered his course to trail them holding 50 kilometers away pending their response phrase for permission to dock.

Col. Gunther (Oncoming Warden)

Gunther sighed. He actually bothered with the protocol for once, and didn’t even get the right response in return. Maybe these guys weren’t so bad after all?

The hangar doors soon opened to reveal the sleek interior of the Shuttlebay. It housed two other shuttles, however still had more than enough room for the Warden to set his vessel down for docking, until it could be returned to a base or otherwise, by the Colonel’s request. Above the bay, a man stood within the control room, a smile on his face as he waved to the shuttle. Even if the man couldn’t see him, he did it anyways.

It was almost natural for his approach with the small craft, as he entered the shuttle bay he rotated the shuttle with ease to have the front of the craft pointing back towards the shuttle bay doors. As it did it was easy to see from up close that it carried a heavier armament than the typical shuttle craft and the Star Fleet Marine Corps logo could be seen on the side. They were the ones that reached out to send him here, so they were the ones to give him the means of transportation.

Once the Warden was in and the bay doors had shut behind him, the oxygen slowly returned to the atmosphere of the room. And, outside waiting, was a rather odd Captain, tired albeit somewhat excited to finally have a Prison Warden.

Captn. Bov’ar
CO

As his shuttle door opened he stepped out and rotated his shoulders a bit. It was good to be out of the small craft and back somewhere we he could actually walk more than a few paces. He hopped off the side and walked over to the Captain, despite having similar rank he understood that she was ultimately in charge of the ship and him the prison. With somewhat of a smirk, he approached, “Ya look beat Cap’n, you just get up or is Starfleet actually workin’ ya hard enough?” It was completely a joke and was readily apparent as he extended his hand to shake hers.

Col. Gunther (Oncoming Warden)

“When you spend your days running after a bunch of quick witted delinquents, you get fairly tired. You understand that, don’t you, Colonel?” She returned the friendly joke, her smile turning to the faintest smirk of amusement as she shook his hand, firmly. “Welcome to the Swift, Colonel Gunther. I am Captain Bov’ar Akarel, the commanding officer of this vessel.” She remarked, straightening her stance. “I trust you transport here was safe, well, aside from the natural tribulation we have out this way.”

Akarel knew that they had a similar rank, which meant that respect went both ways, for them. If anything, neither was in charge of the other. She was the commander of the Starfleet personnel, he made sure the Guards were in shape. More than one being superior, they were more like partners. After all, they were going to have to get used to each other, with the way this ship was.

Captn. Bov’ar
CO

OOC: It might just be me, but I see the Warden and the Captain as being the same rank, just different assignments. So, they would be more on the basis of working together than ordering each other around. Sort of like when two Captains are working together or something like that. What do you think about that kind of dynamic?

Trinity

OOC: Totally agreed and I think the dynamic would be great!

He chuckled at her joke, glad that she could take one. There were some times interaction with different factions of Starfleet that didn’t go so well in his past. “Glad to be here Captain, feel free to just call me Gunther. Used to just my last name anyway, as for the trip? Eh, it was safe enough, considering. Though I did bring a dog with bigger fangs this time.” He pointed over his shoulder with his thumb back to the shuttle he just departed. “Why don’t we grab some coffee or something and go over everything? Haven’t quite been on a moving prison before, so this will be new.” He sighed slightly, “I’m sure there’s bound to be special protocols and what not.”

Col. Gunther (Oncoming Warden)

OOC: Awesome! This will be fun to play.

IC:
“There were protocol that I had never heard of prior to my assignment to the Swift, so, I would say there is definitely some things that you definitely haven’t heard of.” She offered a smile, taking one glance at the Shuttle, noting it was Marine. The Captain, herself, was a retired Marine, the sight of the shuttle bringing a certain light to her smile. “Follow me,” She motioned with her hand, turning on her heel before heading out from the entrance of the Shuttlebay and through the beige toned halls of the prison ship. Few people were about, as most were on shift or working overtime to tend to the recent issues. Offering them each solemn nods, Akarel led the man up to her office.

Captn. Bov’ar
CO

“Figures .. there’s always something new.” He followed mostly silently with his hands swaying as they normally would making quiet notes on peoples faces, locations, along with remembering the route back to the shuttle bay that they had just come from. There were all just second nature to him now and it happened on it’s own. “So .. what’s the place like?” He inquired idly as they roamed the halls.

Col. Gunther (Oncoming Warden)