Yesterday, 03:46 AM
“Welcome to the Artemis, Hallowette.”
Hally nodded politely and a genuine smile appeared on her freckled face. "Thank you Lt. I'm proud to be here."
As the lounge began to fill, the young Midshipman cast a glance around the room, noting her supervisor Lt. Grant, as well as a number of others. While she didn't feel awkward, or like a fish out of water, she was more than aware of the history everyone in the room shared, and how far she might have to travel to earn their trust. The last months of the Academy were half optimistic hope for the future, and half horrific horror story, as it seemed a great deal of advice centered on biding one's time, not expecting to be fully accepted at first, and 'you better hope you aren't assigned to *this ship or that*'.
To Hally's credit she had done her best to ignore that sort of thing, and just accept what her future held. Still, the Artemis was one of the most technologically advanced. It was storied, well known, and those who really knew of her history were aware of the reputation the crew and it's Captain had. Even when receiving her orders the administrative officer had arched a brow and said, "Artemis. Hmm. She has quite a crew from what I hear..." before moving on to the next in line.
Hally had been elated to get assigned here. She was on a top of the line ship with every opportunity to learn, experience and do. And so far, if the Officers at this table were any example, the Artemis' crew was more than welcoming (well, aside from those in Hangar 2) - and Hally wasn't really one to be shy.
"So, Aeryn...uhm..." she dared to call the new Lt. Junior by her first name, "and Lucy - what sorts of things do outgoing, friendly, and totally interesting redheads do on the best ship in the fleet when not saving the galaxy?" She grinned broadly as she allowed a bit of her personality to peak out.
Hally nodded politely and a genuine smile appeared on her freckled face. "Thank you Lt. I'm proud to be here."
As the lounge began to fill, the young Midshipman cast a glance around the room, noting her supervisor Lt. Grant, as well as a number of others. While she didn't feel awkward, or like a fish out of water, she was more than aware of the history everyone in the room shared, and how far she might have to travel to earn their trust. The last months of the Academy were half optimistic hope for the future, and half horrific horror story, as it seemed a great deal of advice centered on biding one's time, not expecting to be fully accepted at first, and 'you better hope you aren't assigned to *this ship or that*'.
To Hally's credit she had done her best to ignore that sort of thing, and just accept what her future held. Still, the Artemis was one of the most technologically advanced. It was storied, well known, and those who really knew of her history were aware of the reputation the crew and it's Captain had. Even when receiving her orders the administrative officer had arched a brow and said, "Artemis. Hmm. She has quite a crew from what I hear..." before moving on to the next in line.
Hally had been elated to get assigned here. She was on a top of the line ship with every opportunity to learn, experience and do. And so far, if the Officers at this table were any example, the Artemis' crew was more than welcoming (well, aside from those in Hangar 2) - and Hally wasn't really one to be shy.
"So, Aeryn...uhm..." she dared to call the new Lt. Junior by her first name, "and Lucy - what sorts of things do outgoing, friendly, and totally interesting redheads do on the best ship in the fleet when not saving the galaxy?" She grinned broadly as she allowed a bit of her personality to peak out.