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Winds of Change

Posted on Mon Jan 27th, 2020 @ 12:35pm by Captain Charlotte Reynolds V1 & Lieutenant Elijah Locke V1

Mission: Episode 2: Inevitable
Location: Captains Ready Room

Elijah had stepped off the Transporter of the USS Defiant. Signaling to the Transporter Chief to inform the Captain he was onboard. As the Intelligence Officer he ha a job to do and he headed to meet his superior.

Following the directions of several crewmen and a rather rude Rigellian Ensign he made his way to where he needed to go. Transferring from the USS Halifax was routine enough and he gifted Captain Garland a bottle of scotch as a thank you. He pressed the chime outside ready room and he waited. USS Defiant was a marvel and he was but an insect in a large hive.

Captain Reynolds had been assessing a few readouts of nearby sensor surveys. A binary star system with a bizarre gravitationally locked planet had caught her interest for a bit, and she'd completely forgotten she was expecting a visitor until the chime actually rank. Shaking herself back into focus, she looked up. "Enter."

Upon his confirmation to enter, Elijah stepped through the doors into the Captain's Ready Room. The hulking dark skinned Intelligence Officer was an intimidating sight to some but he didn't appear it in the presence of his new Commanding Officer. "Lieutenant Elijah Locke reporting to CO, USS Defiant."

The woman replied with a smile. "Lieutenant Locke, welcome aboard. I'm Captain Reynolds," she replied, shaking his hand before gesturing to a seat. "Please, make yourself comfortable. I'm sure you've had quite the trip."

Elijah nodded. "Eventful. Shall we just put it that way?" He got comfortable as he sat in the seat of her ready room. "I'll admit I was a little surprised that a Ship like Defiant needed a blunt instrument to grace her halls."

The hint of a story briefly captured Charlotte's attention, but she let it pass. As long as her new officer hadn't gotten himself into trouble, she wasn't concerned. She made her way over to the replicator as she replied. "Well, given the nature of our mission, I think we could use every advantage we can get. Though calling yourself a blunt instrument is a bit reductive, don't you think. From what I've seen, Intelligence takes a good deal of finesse. Anyone with a phaser can burst into a room guns blazing. It takes skill to imbed yourself there without them even knowing." She gestured to the machine. "Drink?"

"Tea please." He said politely to her. He was vaguely familiar with his new Commanding Officer having read her record and her previous assignments. Capable and well respected certainly was promising. "Ah but a blunt instrument isn't always used for violence or force, it makes an effective decorative piece and tongue loosener."

She returned to the table with two hot cups in hand, setting his tea in front of him. "Ah. Fair enough. When we have dignitaries on board, I'll make sure we have you mounted in the conference hall," the captain replied, taking a sip of her own coffee to cover her smirk. "So, Mr. Locke, tell me a little more about my new Intelligence Chief. I can read a report all day, but all I'll know is a few data points. What's not in there that I should know about?"

"That I'm a left handed cellist? I know it's not common these days but I really like music from many differs eras and I have a strong fondness for the instrument. It's very relaxing or stimulating." Elijah responded to her enquiry before taking a sip of his tea.

"That's great. Musically skill is unfortunately not one of the things life granted me," she admitted. "There's a group of others with instruments aboard. If you brought yours, you might want to meet up with them at some point. They tend to practice in the rec room most Thursdays."

“I’ll admit to my itinerary.” Elijah responded politely to her recommendation. “Forgive me for being so blunt Captain but when do you want me to get stuck in?” He asked.

"As soon as you're ready," she replied, sliding him a padd. "We're only a few days out of our rendezvous with a particularly interesting object coming in from outside the known galaxy. I'm going to want a report on literally everything you can find in nearby comms chatter about it. I have to assume Starfleet weren't the only ones to spot it."

“I’ll travel through the data and see what I can find.” He responded to her. “Klingons and Gorn are the best leads to examine.” Elijah responded to her. “Though I think the Romulans might have a few probes that’ll be worth looking into.”

"I'd be genuinely surprised if they weren't aware of the object as well. Any info you can dig up is appreciated," the Captain replied, taking a sip of her drink. "So are there any major things I can do to help get you fitted in?"

He shook his head. "No Ma'am just point me in the direction of my Office and let me get stuck in if I may?" He asked with a polite smile.

"Deck Nine, just outside the plaza area, one the way back toward the neck," the Captain replied. "And Lieutenant? Welcome, aboard."

 

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