OPS with style

Posted on Sun Aug 18th, 2019 @ 1:32pm by

Mission: For Whom The Bell Tolls
Location: COPS Office
Timeline: MD 06 1300
1012 words - 2 OF Standard Post Measure

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Vannan had a rare time that she sat in her office making out the reports and getting things in order in a manner of speaking, the ship is in route towards the Cladden Empire to do tha Diplomatic Operation, the loading of supplies was a bit of a rush in the 11th hour as usual. She had managed to get the Raw Materials containments for the replicator system topped off; the Medical supplies that were Naturally base on site and even a little bit of the cooking spices and other needed things for a friend.

Vannan was feeling pretty good, nice steaming cup of herb tea with enough sugar to almost make her lips pucker; her darn sweet tooth, and only a couple of people checking in for her to round out the timetables.

M'Jart entered the COPS Office. "Chief Petty Officer M'Jart S'Rem, reporting for duty, ma'am." She said coming to attention.

Vannan looked up from her reports and stood when she realized the person had come in on her when she was not looking. "Welcome to the Majestic, I think you will like it here." She gesture to the seats across from her desk. "At ease and have a seat." She smiled.

"Thank you, ma'am." M'Jart said taking the offered seat. She scanned her superior and room with hunter's eyes. "I like what you have done with the place." She said attempting small talk, it did not come easy to her, but one had to adapt and since she was around non-SerNumi, she thought it best to try and blend in.

"Thank you." Vannan smiled brightly. "I hate generic things , takes out all the fun of working , I cannot concentrate on sterile surrounding." She sat back to give M'Jart her full attention. "So tell me what you think you can offer me as my Deputy OPS?"

"Efficiency, experience and precision." M'Jart said.

"That is a good thing to know." Vannan replied. "Having an efficient assistant is a good angle for us to point our working together." She suggested. "I was a Damage Control Specialist, what is your speciality or are you more of a generalist."

"I was the Endeavour's Boatswain." M'Jart said. "I was among other things responsible for training Operations enlisted crew." She explained. "I believe the human term is 'showing them the ropes'."

"You know that could be really helpful right about now." Vannan replied. "I could take the Damage Control people and run them through drills while you could run the others through situation drills. Between us we can get this department under control in short order?"

"That's appears to be a sound strategy, ma'am. One I will be glad to partake in." M'Jart said.

"I am glad to hear it." Vannan smiled. "Now that we have that settled, do you like Beta Shift?" It was a leading question. "I have Alpha covered and we all know Gamma is for training or if they are naughty so the Beta Shift Bridge duty is open if you like?"

"Beta Shift is acceptable, ma'am." M'Jart said.

"You are a person more of action I see." Vannan observed. "Is there anything you need of me or really just want to know?"

"What is the Majestic's current mission?" M'Jart asked.

"Diplomacy with the Claddan Empire; seems there is a small dispute between the races over trade routes of something of the like?" Vannan had the supply requests for the more formal dealings. "I have requests for added supplies; seems we might be hosting the delegation from all appearances."

"I hope I do not have to attend, ma'am? I am not, good at mingling." She said, it was difficult for her to admit weakness, but to her it would be dishourable to lie.

Vannan sat back a bit in her chair. "I cannot say you will be totally excluded but in most cases the more formal functions are Command Staff." Vannan sighed. "Which means me in dress whites and trying to look comfortable in a starched collar." She paused. "If it means formal uniform I could send a subordinate so I can avoid it..." She grinned for a second. "Just kidding; I will keep your reluctance in mind and the only place is if they give a Bridge tour on your shift with proper escort."

"Will do my duty to the best of my ability. I expect no special treatment, I just thought you should be informed." M'Jart said.

"Everyone needs OPS eventually so we have a little latitude." Vannan smiled. "So get yourself settled in and report for Beta Shift; I will have your pass-down from Alpha and we go from there okay?"

"Yes, ma'am, understood." M'Jart said.

"You can call me Nichelle." Vannan said with a smile. "No need to be totally formal when we are not in front of the troops."

"In that case, Nichelle, call me M'Jart." M'Jart said. "It means 'Proud warrior', my native tongue.

"That is so much coolness, my name is ... just the given name from a relative of my Fathers." Vannan chuckled. "I think we will work well together, I am glad they sent you here for this assignment."

"Thank you, Nichelle, I am glad to be here." M'Jart said.

"With that I think I should give you time to settle in before you report, go and get yourself ready and take the Beta shift when you are ready." Vannan stood. "I will be working cargo tomorrow; seems Cargo Bay one crew need a little less 'Mice playing so the Cat has to make an appearance." She winked. "Stir things up a bit."

M'Jart understood the reference. "Good hunting." She said. "I take it, I'm dismissed."

"I like to think of it as being able to get away from the Boss , but yes you are dismissed." Vannan smiled. "Have good a fun time away from the office when you can."

M'Jart rose from the chair. "Good day, Nichelle." She said and left.

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Lt JG Nichelle Vannan
Chief of Operations
USS Majestic

Chief Petty Officer M'Jart S'Rem
Assistant Chief of Operations
USS Majestic