Topic: Star Trek: Hidden Depths Subject: Stardate: 2365.03.28 USS George Washington Carver, Crew Lounge, Deck2- 21:30 Beta Shift
Introducing Lt. Jenna Falcone
(12 days ago)
Jenna exited the turbolift onto the Bridge, looking around. There was a certain thrill in entering a new bridge for the first time. She looked around, checking out her surroundings and the look of the bridge itself. A different setup, to be sure, but one she was looking forward to.
Her friends and previous crewmates had thought she was crazy to not only take a position on a Science vessel, but to *request* it. They had no idea of what it was like, to be at the helm of a starship, to feel the ship moving under you, well, not really, and to respond to your very touch. And to be at the helm of a new, experimental ship, was exactly the kind of challenge she was looking for. She moved over to look at the Helm, to see the panels she would be working with, and the seat she'd be in.
She was suddenly of a presence behind her, and she slowly turned to see Commander Cole sitting in the XO seat. She snapped off a quick salute.
"Sir, sorry, sir! I didn't realize you were sitting there. Lieutenant Falcone, reporting, sir."
((OOC: Assuming response from Cmdr. Cole))
Way to go, Falcone. she thought. Great first impression.
"I was just checking out my new station, sir. I'm greatly looking forward to being at the helm of the George Washington Carver, sir."
((Again assuming a response from Cmdr. Cole))
"Actually sir, I requested this assignment. I am greatly looking forward to the challenge of being at her helm. I've flown everything from shuttles to Steamrunners. This is new, and experimental. I really am excited." She paused.
"If you will excuse me sir, I'll take my leave and settle in before fully getting underway."
((Assuming Response))
Jenna walked to the lift and stepped in. "Deck Two." she said, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Hopefully the impression tomorrow will be better. she thought, as she headed to her quarters.
(Present)
"So that was my introduction to the GWC." Jenna said to the crew sitting around the poker table. "Fortunately Commander Cole saw it as new crew syndrome." She chuckled.
"Come on Lieutenant." Ofan Soah, her SIC said. "There's no way." The lieutenant wasn't as military strict off duty as some, but she was solidly by the book.
"Oh yes." Jenna replied with a grin. "By the way, full house." She set her cards on the table. The others groaned.
"How do you do that?" Kieran Brada, one of the shuttle pilots asked.
"Practice. That and entertainment. This trip has been one long haul. And we haven't even started yet. It's been all I can do not to fall asleep at the Helm. You don't need to tell anyone I said that." She stood up, sweeping the chips into a drawer. "Tell you what. Next R&R we get, the drinks are on me. I have to do something with all the money I've won from you." They threw their cards at her. "I'll expect those to be cleared up by morning, Mister." she said.
"Command meeting tomorrow, folks. As soon as I know what's what, I'll hand out your assignments. Until then." They bid her good night, and she left the lounge, heading to her quarters.
A good bunch. They'll do all right. She thought, letting down her white hair from the braid she kept it in. Just this side of official length, but still within standards. She'd received a lot of comments about it, not always favorable, but it didn't matter. It just was white. Not even age white, but white, like you'd see on the characters of a PADD, or paint. It was what it was, and it didn't distract her from her job, or others from theirs. She reached her quarters, grabbed a glass of water and then a quick shower, before heading to bed. She set her wakeup alarm for 0600, and prepared to sleep.
Rao Puppis, here we come. She looked forward to being the one piloting the big Nova ship, and the smile on her face as she fell asleep showed it.
Posted on 2018-10-26 at 14:25:21.
Edited on 2018-10-29 at 03:37:26 by MagickMan65
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