Fleet Captain Addison MacKenzie - Better Late Than Never... Maybe.
Addison MacKenzie
(( Captain’s Ready Room – Deck 1, USS Artemis-A ))
For all intents and purposes, Addison MacKenzie was a patient person.
To a point.
The surgeon-turned commanding officer had been responsible for undertaking complex surgical procedures, training the next generation of physicians, and negotiating intergalactic peace treaties. Each of these skills took time, energy, and stamina to cultivate. Some of them came easier to her than others, but as the flag officer had evolved in her various roles, one of the things she learned was that sometimes it took others longer to learn the lessons that she had. This was especially true of complex surgical procedures.
And then, there were other lessons that she simply couldn’t afford to wait for officers to learn, particularly when it came to protocol. As a relatively by-the-book person, MacKenzie had come to respect those who showed appreciation for rules and regulations, even if they weren’t always followed to the letter. But, if there was one thing for which she had absolutely no tolerance, it was for junior officers fresh out of the Academy thinking they could pick and choose which orders they wanted to follow.
Not on the Artemis.
When the door chime rang, she knew exactly who would be on the other side – she had summoned him to her office, after all…
Summoned, after he had received orders from Starfleet Command to officially report to her for duty. And yet, somehow, the Rodulan engineer appeared to be more interested in taking the long way around to her office, as though he seemed to be dragging his feet. And yet, she’d received word that he had been on Deep Space 224, and that he’d been included in operations in Engineering before being officially approved to do so.
MacKenzie: Come in!
When the doors parted, they revealed a tall Rodulan with blue-black hair wearing the mustard yellow uniform of the operations officers. As he walked toward her desk, MacKenzie clasped her hands, rested them on the cool metal desktop and leaned forward in her chair.
MacKenzie: You are Ensign Tarkin. Welcome aboard the Artemis.
Tarkin: Response
Addison smiled slightly before leaning back in her chair, her arms open with her palms raised toward the ceiling.
MacKenzie: I can’t help but wonder if you got lost on your way to my office? I only ask because you seem to have had a nice lunch at the Burger Nagus before tinkering around down in Engineering. (beat) Before you were cleared to do so.
Tarkin: Response
MacKenzie picked up a PADD and squinted at it sarcastically, as though she had no idea what it said despite having read it several times: Tarkin was to officially report to MacKenzie for duty.
MacKenzie: I assume you got the same orders from Starfleet that I did… I’ll have a word with Mr. Salkath later. In the meantime, I assume you have your official duty orders from Starfleet?
Tarkin: Response
Tag, and TBC!
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Fleet Captain Addison
MacKenzie, M.D., Ph.D., FASFS
Commanding Officer
USS Artemis-A
Captains Council Member at Large
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