01-11-2025, 04:13 AM
Jenny listened silently and attentively as all three Midshipmen spoke, their stories all containing similar threads of travel and discovery; it was true that not every stargazer with wanderlust made it into Starfleet, certainly not as a commissioned officer, but the organisation definitely attracted a "type" when it came to its less aggressive departments. Except for a raised eyebrow as the new doctor, Bremner, introduced herself to Raiju thinking it was Kal-Geal, and a small twitch of a smile at the Bowman's comment about her parents' thoughts about Starfleet, her face had remained mostly impassive. Raiju had cocked his head in confusion when addressed by the wrong name, blinked his red eyes, and then wandered behind Jenny's desk to curl up on his bed and gnaw on a rawhide treat.
Definitely an odd bunch, and is Bremner holding Callan's hand? I guess I don't have to worry about them fraternising if they've already fraternised...
Straightening slightly in her chair, Jenny leaned forward and placed her arms on the table, clasping her hands together as she took a good look at each and every one of the new arrivals.
"Well the good news is that you'll definitely get your wish to travel, though I can't promise we'll discover anything new and exciting. Starfleet is still reeling from the Battle of Frontier Day three years ago, meaning that we're going to be hauling cargo and supporting colonies inside the Federation's border as much as we're going to be venturing into the unknown. The bad news is that the ship is currently broken; I'm told she'll be ready to go again in a day or two, but we're grounded until then."
Whether or not that news would really mean anything to three brand-new Midshipmen who hadn't actively served aboard a starship since their third year Cadet Cruise did not worry Jenny; they had either heard the stories about her, or they hadn't. They would either thrive under her command, or they wouldn't. Had this been the Philadelphia, she would have been required to be far more hands-on with the new arrivals given the small size of the crew; the Yeager, now she was getting her actual recommended crew complement, would be nearly double that of the little Nova-class Scout.
They're going to have less of a culture-shock here than the Philly, where they'd basically be senior staff even as Middies...
"I don't know what, if anything you have heard about me, members of the crew, or the ship herself; Starfleet gossip likes to skew details and the civilian media likes to blow things out of proportion because scandal sells. I will tell you, however, that I'm not one to ask permission before doing something that needs to be done, and I believe that morality always beats legality in a crisis. I've been called reckless and a renegade, and that's pretty much true, but I do get results."
Sliding the trio of PADDs back to their owners, Jenny leaned back again in her chair.
"If any of you have heard rumours about me or the ship and you have questions, now is the only opportunity you'll have to get answers. I'll respond as truthfully and fully as I can, within reason."
Definitely an odd bunch, and is Bremner holding Callan's hand? I guess I don't have to worry about them fraternising if they've already fraternised...
Straightening slightly in her chair, Jenny leaned forward and placed her arms on the table, clasping her hands together as she took a good look at each and every one of the new arrivals.
"Well the good news is that you'll definitely get your wish to travel, though I can't promise we'll discover anything new and exciting. Starfleet is still reeling from the Battle of Frontier Day three years ago, meaning that we're going to be hauling cargo and supporting colonies inside the Federation's border as much as we're going to be venturing into the unknown. The bad news is that the ship is currently broken; I'm told she'll be ready to go again in a day or two, but we're grounded until then."
Whether or not that news would really mean anything to three brand-new Midshipmen who hadn't actively served aboard a starship since their third year Cadet Cruise did not worry Jenny; they had either heard the stories about her, or they hadn't. They would either thrive under her command, or they wouldn't. Had this been the Philadelphia, she would have been required to be far more hands-on with the new arrivals given the small size of the crew; the Yeager, now she was getting her actual recommended crew complement, would be nearly double that of the little Nova-class Scout.
They're going to have less of a culture-shock here than the Philly, where they'd basically be senior staff even as Middies...
"I don't know what, if anything you have heard about me, members of the crew, or the ship herself; Starfleet gossip likes to skew details and the civilian media likes to blow things out of proportion because scandal sells. I will tell you, however, that I'm not one to ask permission before doing something that needs to be done, and I believe that morality always beats legality in a crisis. I've been called reckless and a renegade, and that's pretty much true, but I do get results."
Sliding the trio of PADDs back to their owners, Jenny leaned back again in her chair.
"If any of you have heard rumours about me or the ship and you have questions, now is the only opportunity you'll have to get answers. I'll respond as truthfully and fully as I can, within reason."