10-01-2025, 05:38 PM
[Brennan to Commander Keir77, acknowledged I am on my way.]
The voice was firm and didn't waver. Despite his nerves about his first duty assignment, he had an air of confidence about him.
The turbolift doors opened to the bridge with a calm, but excited Midshipman slowly progressing onto the bridge. It took him a minute as he stood in awe of the majesty. The main bridge was truly a sight to see with the personnel bustling back and forth. He observed the center chair and noticed a common set of Captain and Commander residing in the center.
As he observed, he noticed another new midshipman leaving the center post shortly after reporting in. He wasn't much to look at. There was a presence about him, but not a hulking one by any means. He only stood five feet nine and had a firm, muscular build. He believed very much in the concepts of staying as much in shape as possible. If something transpired that resulted in a fist fight, he wanted to be on the advantaged side.
Out of respect, he kept his hair in a classic high and tight cut for his family history. His brown hair was always properly groomed, and his green eyes would stare down even the strongest man.
He reviewed the PADD in his hand, pressed a couple of buttons that would direct the documents toward the transfer orders, and proceeded to the command chair once the conversation took a break. He stood to attention and in that same firm voice announced, "Midshipman Michael Brennan reporting for duty, sir!
== Tag Keir 77, Morad Ameen ==
The voice was firm and didn't waver. Despite his nerves about his first duty assignment, he had an air of confidence about him.
The turbolift doors opened to the bridge with a calm, but excited Midshipman slowly progressing onto the bridge. It took him a minute as he stood in awe of the majesty. The main bridge was truly a sight to see with the personnel bustling back and forth. He observed the center chair and noticed a common set of Captain and Commander residing in the center.
As he observed, he noticed another new midshipman leaving the center post shortly after reporting in. He wasn't much to look at. There was a presence about him, but not a hulking one by any means. He only stood five feet nine and had a firm, muscular build. He believed very much in the concepts of staying as much in shape as possible. If something transpired that resulted in a fist fight, he wanted to be on the advantaged side.
Out of respect, he kept his hair in a classic high and tight cut for his family history. His brown hair was always properly groomed, and his green eyes would stare down even the strongest man.
He reviewed the PADD in his hand, pressed a couple of buttons that would direct the documents toward the transfer orders, and proceeded to the command chair once the conversation took a break. He stood to attention and in that same firm voice announced, "Midshipman Michael Brennan reporting for duty, sir!
== Tag Keir 77, Morad Ameen ==