Fleet Captain Addison MacKenzie - Beyond the Record

[Addison MacKenzie]

(( Maintenance Observation Lounge – Deck 372, Deep Space 224 ))

 

MacKenzie had a habit of drowning herself in work. In many ways, her work ethic defined who she was, from her days as a medical student through her fellowship and days as a surgeon, and now as the commanding officer on a starship. She was often accused of not taking advantage of shore leave as an opportunity to get off the ship and take in new sights – something she was, in her mind, getting better at – and so now that they were back at a place that MacKenzie knew well, she was very much looking forward to revisiting some of her favorite places on this side of the galaxy.

For now, though, there was still business to attend to. There were several repairs to the Artemis that were beyond the scope of what the engineers on board could take care of, and so they’d put in to one of the maintenance bays at D.S. 224 to let their teams take over. And so, the redheaded CO of the Artemis found herself in one of the maintenance lounges for an objectionably better view of the ship. The lounge’s floor-to-ceiling windows allowed her to see the ship in full view, up close and personal. With her hands clasped behind her back, she couldn’t help but smile to herself watching the workbees zip around the outer hull of the ship, still forever amazed at the beautiful piece of construction.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see a woman in a gold uniform approaching, a careful smile plastered to her face.

Munro: :: hesitation :: Captain, I hope I'm not disturbing you? :: extends her arm in greeting :: Lt Commander Ava Munro. 

The woman simultaneously handed her a PADD. MacKenzie’s gaze shifted from the woman’s face to the information on the PADD.

MacKenzie: Ah, Commander Munro. A pleasure.

The woman in the gold-shouldered uniform turned to look out the window as well. It was likely her first true look at the new ship she’d be calling home.

Munro: She’s beautiful, Captain. 

MacKenzie only briefly looked away from the Artemis to offer a slight smile and a nod.

MacKenzie: Enjoy the view, Commander. It’s not often we get to see her from this angle.

Munro: Response

She took a deep breath in through her nose, held it slightly at the top, then released it equally as slowly through her nostrils before turning to face the blond woman. There was additional business to tend to.

MacKenzie: So, Commander. I hear you’re to be our new first officer. Captain Niac gave you quite the recommendation.

Munro: Response

She smiled and nodded curtly.

MacKenzie: Tell me a little about yourself, Commander.

Munro: Response

As the woman spoke, the look on MacKenzie’s face slowly started to sour until finally she was waving her hand in front of her face as though she was trying to repel a noxious odor.

MacKenzie: No, no. I’ve already read your service record.

Munro: 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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