Yesterday, 01:17 AM
Trying his hardest not to stare as the Gorn stood just meters away, he noted how polite he was. Obviously the chairs wouldn’t accommodate his size, but it was still a generous offer. Leo responded in kind with a nod in acknowledgement, both as a thanks and a wordless, no, thank you.
Not long after, another officer entered and smiled at Mika before seating himself. Seeing the same department colours as Mika’s, he made the connection, this must be the chief science officer. He made a mental note to introduce himself if the chance arose. After all, wasn’t it security’s job to know everyone?
Then the Trill walked in. Leo stood resolute as the tall tanned male walked in. HE noted the attitude, the perfectly tailored suit and a diplomatic mask barely concealing what had to be irritation. He had walked in as if he owned the place and Leo had to bite his lip at the man's snide comments.
I know I'm new but surely that can’t stand!
Leo flicked his eyes sideways, moving as little as possible to gauge D’Tor’an’s reaction and it didn’t look like it would be pretty. Luckily, Commander Jensen beat her to it, delivering a calm but firm response that stripped away the attache’s thinly veiled insult toward the Captain and her ship.
As the captain entered, Leo fought to hold his current, slightly relaxed posture, remembering the look of slight disappointment it earned him when he had snapped to attention the first time he had met her. Although it was taught at the academy and generally done when a commanding officer entered such a room, it didn’t seem to happen on this ship. As she walked to her seat at the head of table and enquired about the staff from sickbay, Leo took the opportunity to get his PADD ready to take some notes.
He furiously tapped away at the PADD hoping he was doing so noiselessly but he wanted to get it the first time so he had no questions. Most of the information he could double check or learn about afterwards so his fingertips worked maybe just as hard as his ears did. - The Wairara system, 35 LY south, 1 planet - Wairara, Long range probes ineffective, Warp capable, religion about The Great Race, Several spatial anomalies, temporal particle stream, ships equals one third light speed at impulse, no time dilation, theoretical propulsion group wants to look at their tech, tradition of greeting is a race, Jensen in command of the Glennis, Cherstone as pilot, campbell as engineer, bowman as science, Bremner as medic, Alden as tac.
SORRY! BLOODY WHAT NOW!!
His fingers froze over the PADD. His head reeled. Leo furrowed his brow, not to be impertinent but to make sure he had actually heard correctly. The captain continued on as if sending brand new midshipmen on a delicate first contact mission was standard procedure. He did not look at d’Tor’an. He didn’t need to, he already knew she wouldn’t be thrilled. Surely the Captain wasn’t particularly pleased either, but Leo wasn’t about to scan the room for reactions. He finished his notes with the senior staff’s task to be assisted by Mr. Tomer in negotiations. So that was his name, Leo had some research to do.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m pleased to be selected, and I did my Tac courses for one of my minors, but really? Oh god I hope nothing goes wrong. Who am I kidding? Its first contact, something always goes wrong!
Artemis had asked a question, so Leo looked back down at his PADD waiting for the answer to her question and any others that arose so he could take more notes. He stared intensely at his PADD, determined not to let either his excitement or nerves show.
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Not long after, another officer entered and smiled at Mika before seating himself. Seeing the same department colours as Mika’s, he made the connection, this must be the chief science officer. He made a mental note to introduce himself if the chance arose. After all, wasn’t it security’s job to know everyone?
Then the Trill walked in. Leo stood resolute as the tall tanned male walked in. HE noted the attitude, the perfectly tailored suit and a diplomatic mask barely concealing what had to be irritation. He had walked in as if he owned the place and Leo had to bite his lip at the man's snide comments.
I know I'm new but surely that can’t stand!
Leo flicked his eyes sideways, moving as little as possible to gauge D’Tor’an’s reaction and it didn’t look like it would be pretty. Luckily, Commander Jensen beat her to it, delivering a calm but firm response that stripped away the attache’s thinly veiled insult toward the Captain and her ship.
As the captain entered, Leo fought to hold his current, slightly relaxed posture, remembering the look of slight disappointment it earned him when he had snapped to attention the first time he had met her. Although it was taught at the academy and generally done when a commanding officer entered such a room, it didn’t seem to happen on this ship. As she walked to her seat at the head of table and enquired about the staff from sickbay, Leo took the opportunity to get his PADD ready to take some notes.
He furiously tapped away at the PADD hoping he was doing so noiselessly but he wanted to get it the first time so he had no questions. Most of the information he could double check or learn about afterwards so his fingertips worked maybe just as hard as his ears did. - The Wairara system, 35 LY south, 1 planet - Wairara, Long range probes ineffective, Warp capable, religion about The Great Race, Several spatial anomalies, temporal particle stream, ships equals one third light speed at impulse, no time dilation, theoretical propulsion group wants to look at their tech, tradition of greeting is a race, Jensen in command of the Glennis, Cherstone as pilot, campbell as engineer, bowman as science, Bremner as medic, Alden as tac.
SORRY! BLOODY WHAT NOW!!
His fingers froze over the PADD. His head reeled. Leo furrowed his brow, not to be impertinent but to make sure he had actually heard correctly. The captain continued on as if sending brand new midshipmen on a delicate first contact mission was standard procedure. He did not look at d’Tor’an. He didn’t need to, he already knew she wouldn’t be thrilled. Surely the Captain wasn’t particularly pleased either, but Leo wasn’t about to scan the room for reactions. He finished his notes with the senior staff’s task to be assisted by Mr. Tomer in negotiations. So that was his name, Leo had some research to do.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m pleased to be selected, and I did my Tac courses for one of my minors, but really? Oh god I hope nothing goes wrong. Who am I kidding? Its first contact, something always goes wrong!
Artemis had asked a question, so Leo looked back down at his PADD waiting for the answer to her question and any others that arose so he could take more notes. He stared intensely at his PADD, determined not to let either his excitement or nerves show.
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