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Post by Carl Torek on Dec 3, 2006 13:29:49 GMT
Carl took the offered hand and the two Officers shared a warm hand-shake. Arya smiled and gave Carl a small peck on the cheek.
"Congratulations Carl." she said genuinely pleased, before turning to her Husband, "And ... Captain !" she said, raising her eyebrows .. Several people were offering their own congratulations to the two, when Carl noticed Arya slip quietly out of the room. He had also noticed Scott, he'd stayed sat at the table .. Carl knew there was something wrong ..
"Steven." Carl said quietly, hoping the familiarity wasn't out of place, "Arya has just left .. I thought you would want to know."
"Thank you Carl." the Captain said, glancing at the doors, he was about to say more but Rio Jackson got his attention ..
Torek moved round the table, and passing McLean, he leaned down to speak to him ..
"Scott .. I haven't had time to speak to Rio as yet .. And I wouldn't presume to interfere .. I wanted to let you know that the issue with Commander Viars is done with .. But if there's anything you need to talk about .. You know my door so to speak will always be open .."
Carl moved on, but glancing back to the Chief Engineer, he noticed Scott's face hadn't changed in the slightest .. I was almost as if he hadn't heard a word Carl had said ..........
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Post by Scott McLean on Dec 4, 2006 9:49:38 GMT
The room gathered to greet and congratulate the new First Officer of the USS Raven, Commander Torek. McLean knew Torek was a capable, and fair officer but on the other hand, McLean as with the other older crew members of the ship knew there were other officers in line for that position.
McLean watched Torek as he made his rounds through all of the thank yous and well wishes from current and now past crew members. He found himself out of place and lost in the sea of his own confusion, so lost he didn't feel Torek's hand as it found it's way to McLean's shoulder.
"Scott .. I haven't had time to speak to Rio as yet .. And I wouldn't presume to interfere .. I wanted to let you know that the issue with Commander Viars is done with .. But if there's anything you need to talk about .. You know my door so to speak will always be open .."
Before McLean could reply Torek was onto the next officer in the room, Oh the life of an executive officer, McLean thought as he watched as Torek continued on.
From McLean seat he could tell that Zorial was especially bothered by the promotion of Torek to XO. Klingon's never let anything ever stop them from showing their true emotions about a particular topic, it was a trait that McLean often admired about them. They felt a certain way and they always expressed that feeling even if wasn't the best of times to do so. Commander Zorial looked to be swaying on the thin line between an outburst and complete control of his anger.
Turning his attention away from Zorial, McLean's eyes dove straight down to his lap where lied the same data PADD he had been carrying around for the last two days. The grand choice, McLean finally decided to name it. He came close to opposite decisions at several times during the last 48 hours, each time thinking of a reason why he couldn't make either choice. If he waited long enough the devoice will finalize itself under a indecision clause, that clause gave him six months to decide. Six months didn't seem like a lot of time to make a decision that would change his life.
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Post by newestmember on Dec 4, 2006 14:29:58 GMT
Once in her office, Arya went to her desk. She wasn't sure if she would be able to continue, and wished this would be easier. She felt like breaking down, crying, but she knew that wouldn't solve anything for her. She decided to completely absorb herself in the crew's files. ~After all, there are several here that now need updating. I can't let myself get behind in my work.~ She thought, and set about the tasks.
About forty minutes later, Arya heard the chime, and wasn't sure she wanted to see anyone. She knew she was hurting, and probably should have talked this out with someone. Arya didn't want to talk, and she didn't want to admit any of her feelings. She was afraid if she said them out loud, then they would become completely true.
"Enter," she said, and noticed the new captain walked in. She stayed seated behind her desk putting both the padds she was working on down.
"Hi, there," she said noticing he was looking at where she was positioned. "Sorry, I would have gotten up, but I am pretty tired. Was there something I forgot?" She responded giving an excuse more than anything about staying seated. She wasn't sure if it would work or not, but she hoped it would. Arya doubted he would buy into her excuse at all.
Arya heard what he said, and she wondered what was going on. "Why would I need to pack?" She was more lost now than ever. She watched him like a hawk hoping he wouldn't travel over by the couch. He knew Nua wasn't a big fan of Steve, especially since the marriage. Arya noticed her companion had stuck her head up into view also watching Steve like a hawk. It made Arya want to laugh, but she didn't.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2006 20:58:56 GMT
Steve now knew that Arya just wasnt herself. She seemed a bit off in the briefing room earlier, but with the way that she was now, it confirmed it....something was troubling her. He slowly entered her office and deliberately didnt approach her. 'Best to give her space for now.' He thought, and headed towards the far corner of the room and leant up against the wall on his back....one of his favourite ways to stand. It didn't exactly look professional, him leaning against a wall, but right now that didn't matter.
"Why would you need to pack?" Steve echoed Arya's question, making direct eye contact with her. It was beginning to dawn on him that Arya was aware that she was going with him. He tried to choose his next words carefully as to not make her look silly......ever the diplomat her was!
"You ARE aware that as the wife of a Captain being transferred to another ship, you are coming too.....arent you?"
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Post by newestmember on Dec 6, 2006 0:22:23 GMT
Arya noticed he stayed back, and that he leaned against a wall. ~Cute.~ She thought a little irratated. She didn't show this feeling though, not wanting him to think he had done anything wrong. ~Well, he hasn't. Why am I feeling this way? He hasn't done anything but love me.~ She thought, and rose from her seat moving to the couch. She hoped he would join her, but he didn't move from his spot. She looked over to him, and they made eye contact.
"No, Steve, that hadn't entered my mind. I have recieved no orders transferring me away from the Raven. Did you recieve orders saying I am to be going with you?" She said surprised he would utter the words.
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Post by elianabetor on Dec 6, 2006 16:23:12 GMT
E'Liana tickled Lursa's chin, hearing her pur loudly in response. Lursa purred far louder than a Terran cat and her thick fur needed to be brushed regularly. Her claws were mercifully slow to grow but were still incredibly sharp.
Looking at the chronometer, E'Liana decided that she should probably make her way to the mess hall where she had agreed to meet Reman Jared. She had not seen him for quite a while. They had trained together on the Hansen and got on reasonably well. Now that he had joined the Raven crew, she thought it would be best to make him feel welcome.
She got up from her chair, gently moving the cat out of the way, who had decided to try and sleep on her lap and made her way to the bathroom to change into her dress.
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Post by Carl Torek on Dec 6, 2006 20:54:36 GMT
During the meeting, as everyone was congratulating Captain Smith and Carl, he had informed his former Captain that his wife had left. On hearing this, Steve slipped quietly away to see how she was .. Torek hadn't failed to notice that McLean wasn't the only one quiet .. Zoarial too was sat studying the table top as if it was about to transform itself ! Carl wondered why ...
An Ensign entered the room, speaking to Admiral Mc quietly before leaving again .. Mc moved to where Carl was standing ...
"Carl .. Admiral Clark wants to see me in his office .. I'm assuming it will have something to do with our next outing."
"Anything I can be doing while you're away Sir ?" asked Torek.
"Yes ... You can relax a little." said the Admiral smiling, "I'll be back once I'm done on Bellicose."
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As the meeting broke up, Torek decided that he needed to 'move house' .. He was required to vacate his current quarters in favor of the Executive Officers' once Captain Smith moved over to the Olympia .. Excusing himself after a short time, he started to leave, but he didn't fail to notice Zoarial and McLean sitting quietly at the table, each deep in their own thoughts ...
Packing his things didn't take that long, within an hour he had everything ready to be moved .. The last thing to do was store his uniforms, it was then that he realized he would need to change them all... Moving to the replicator, he spoke ..
"Computer .. Replacement Uniform .. Command Red."
"Please state number required." said the ship's computer.
Carl thought for a moment, he wasn't the Executive Officer yet, that would come, hopfully, in three months time, 'If I make the grade ..' he thought ..
"Four Duty Uniforms and One Dress Uniform ..."
A second later, the five uniforms appeared on the table in front of him .. He picked up a tunic and held it up, before placing it back with the others .. Picking up his old uniforms, he placed them in a storage crate, to take with him, 'never know .. I may need these again yet' he thought ..........
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2006 20:49:41 GMT
Steve leant forward from his position against the wall and moved towards Arya. He still didnt move too close, as he was still unsure what kind of moos she was in. He paused momentarily and looked into her eyes. He hadn't actually recieved any orders at all.....aside from Admiral mc7_of_9. 'Hang on...' He thought, thinking back to earlier on during the day. 'That message from Starfleet....I bet that is the orders for me and Arya.' He hadnt seen the actual message yet, but he was sure thats what it was about....and Arya needn't be any the wiser.
"Yes my dear...I got the orders from Starfleet a little while ago." He said, smiling. "So....isn't it time you started packing?" He added, in his usual jovial manner.
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Post by Carl Torek on Dec 9, 2006 12:00:45 GMT
Carl had packed everything he was planning on taking with him to his new quarters. He'd also changed. His duty shift had finished some time ago, but there were several thing's that still needed checking on. If the Admiral came back from his meeting with orders then he wanted the Raven ready ..
Heading down to the Shuttle-bay, he was more than pleased on his arrival, to see the massive door was now in-place. Only cosmetic work still needed to be done, new paneling etc.. He noticed that McLean was not here, Carl assumed that after the meeting he went back to Engineering. He knew that Rio Jackson had been helping her friend, so decided to keep out of the way for now. Besides, Scott knew he would help if asked. There was nothing more he could do at the moment..
"Anything I can do for you Sir ?" said one of the Base Engineer's who'd walked over un-noticed.
"No .. No thank you Lieutenant .. I just came down to review your progress." said Carl, again looking round the bay that almost resembled a twentieth century building site..
"Well the door is in and fully functional Sir .. Basically there's just the paneling and some erm .. Tidying up to do .. You should have the bay back within oh five to six hours."
"Thankyou Lieutenant." Carl acknowledged, and headed out of the Shuttle-bay ..
There were one or two other departments he wanted to call into, but it occurred to him that he hadn't eaten all day. He decided to go to the mess to eat first ..........
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Post by isis on Dec 9, 2006 18:21:49 GMT
On the starbase, two science officers and an engineer finished installing a new sensor program. A minute later the new console that controlled the program started bleeping. The younger science officer looked at it and then bounced over to a near-by Commander.
-The new sensor system works- -It works, works, work-
sang the science officer.
"Okay then. Show me please, Ensign." said the Commander, rolling his eyes.
"See?"
The Commander read the screen and looked across the room. The hooded woman nodded.
"Ensign, go down to the lowest shuttle bay and meet the owner of this ship here......" he indicated a small craft entering the system "......and take your friend here."
"Yay!" Shouted the young officer. She ran to the turbolift, bounced on her feet whilst waiting for it, and entered. A few seconds later she ran back in and grabbed her fellow science officer by the hand, pulling him towards the lift.
The hooded woman walked to the Commander.
"You can't do anything with her" she said.
"I know. I just hope she doesnt hurt anyone."
--A short while later--
The new shuttle landed and the service crews ran to prepare it for being put on the Raven. A young looking woman stepped out, stepped to the right, and said "hi" to the blur that went past. The blur changed into a squeaking girl that said "Tribbles!" every 5 seconds. The 7 tribbles dropped from the ceiling to greet the human.
"The deck plating underneath her is removable." Isis told the service crews. "She's light and wont notice you moving her around."
"We're being transfered to you new ship!" Said the girl.
"Oh, thats a surprise!" said Isis sarcastically. "That means you have to take orders from me, Merri!"
"How are you?" asked the man Merri had brought.
"I'm fine" answered Isis, pressing her forehead against his.
Their antennae intertwined as Isis playfully bit the man's lip.
"You both can come aboard tomorrow!" exclaimed Isis. "Merri, make sure you dont lose Caspian."
"Okay!" came the reply.
"See you soon." said Caspian, kissing Isis on the cheek.
Isis picked up the tribbles.
"Now whoever wants to stay with Merri, jump onto her hand."
They all jumped.
"Im going to report in, in the morning." said Isis quietly to Caspian. "Im then going to do what I need to do to the sensor array, then have the usual medical examination due to 'losing the medical file' which should take about 5 minutes out of the normal 60, then Im going to my quarters."
She walked off and winked over her shoulder.
--Even later still--
Isis walked into the mess hall, ordered some food, sat down, and maneged to take one mouthful before she fell asleep, letting the fork clatter to the table. A Lt. Commander looked up from his food and wandered over.
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Post by Carl Torek on Dec 10, 2006 9:44:14 GMT
OOC : J.C .. I'm assuming that it's now tomorrow, and you are referring to Torek, as he's in the Mess and Scott is possibly in Engineering .. ( I'm also thinking you are on the Raven OK )
IC :
Carl had ordered a salad, he was quite hungry but didn't feel up to a heavy meal .. He could manage a traditional ham salad and get something else later if need be .. Several of the crew that hadn't gone over to the Starbase, congratulated him on his new position, making Carl feel somewhat uncomfortable at times .. That would pass he knew ..
As he ate, he noticed a tall woman entering the Mess. Very pale blue skin, Andorian, but not wholly so.. She didn't go to the replicators to order, just found an empty table and sat .. Carl assumed she was waiting for someone to join her and preferred to wait before ordering .. He turned back to his salad ...
After a few moment's, he couldn't fail to notice the muttering, and the fact that several people were now looking in the direction of the newcomer. As he glanced over, he could see the woman's head on the table. He rose from his chair, motioning for the chatter to quiet down as he neared.. Leaning closer, but without touching the table, he watched her. She was breathing shallow and regular, to Carl's relief .. She had simply fallen asleep !
Stepping back slightly, so as not to be perceived as a threat, he spoke to the woman quietly ..
"Lieutenant ..."
Then again, a little louder ..
"Lieutenant ! ...."
Her eyes flashed open, her head coming up off the table. She seemed to scan the room in under a second before letting her eye's rest on the man in front of her ..
"Yes Sir .. Sorry Sir .. I must have .. Sorry ......" she began to say.
"Not to worry Lieutenant .. You 'are' Lieutenant Isis am I right ?" he asked smiling, then thought he'd better explain further as she frowned in obvious confusion, "I'm Commander Torek .. Executive Officer .. I saw your file while reviewing the crew manifest."
"Ah .. OK ...." was all she said in reply, still keeping her eyes locked on his.
"Have you been assigned quarters yet ?" Carl asked, almost, but only for a second, un-nerved by her scrutiny.
"Yes Sir .. I have."
"Then .. If you don't mind my suggesting .. I think you should go there and get some rest .. That table top just cant be that comfy."
"Aye Sir .. I'll do that .. Thankyou." she said, rising from her chair .. She stood a good eight inches over Torek, she nodded respectfully, and headed out of the mess.
Carl went back to his table to finish his meal .. 'So thats our Science Officer' he thought .. Then, with a small grin at what had just occurred, he picked up his fork ..........
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