Ensign Tarrik Tarkin - Reporting for Duty!
Marc S
(( Deck 1, USS Artemis-A ))
Summoned to the Captain's quarters so quickly after his first day? Tarrik must be doing great!
He strode down the corridors of Deck One smiling at people and taking long confident steps. His experiences with being called into the office of an authority figure were usually to praise him for something he did well. Maybe someone filed a report on those Tribbles after all and the captain wanted to tell him what an asset to the team he was?
He confidently pressed the button outside of her door.
MacKenzie: Come in!
(( Captain’s Ready Room – Deck 1, USS Artemis-A ))
When Tarrik steps in he sees none other than Captain MacKenzie. Ever since he was given this posting he's been reading about her exploits and the look of admiration on his face manages to shine through the rigid attention he snaps into. Being under a captain who had experience in the Borderlands gave him confidence.
MacKenzie: You are Ensign Tarkin. Welcome aboard the Artemis.
Tarkin: Aye sir! Thank you!
Tarrik was starting to get the impression that this meeting might not have been called to praise him for his excellent work after all. Something about that smile of hers and the way she looked at him as she leaned back is all too reminiscent of a certain encounter he once had regarding transporters and chewing gum.
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.
He didn't break out of attention but Addison could still see his face fall all the same, his lips pressed a little tighter together and a simultaneously lost and horrified look overtook his eyes.
Tarkin: I'm sorry captain. I was very hungry when I got off the shuttle. I just wanted to be at my best. :he pauses: And I was nervous.
The way MacKenzie picked up that PADD and squinted at it made his adam's apple bounce up and down in his throat and a bead of sweat formed to cut a path down his forehead into his brow.
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: A-aye sir. I shouldn't have gone to get food. I do have my duty orders, and it was not my intention to disobey them. I was on my way to report to you as commanded when I got the notification saying that I was to report to engineering. It wasn't my intention to disobey you, I was under the impression that I was being given updated orders. The nature of the meeting in Engineering seemed like it was intended to be my introduction to the crew and my duty post so I just thought plans had changed. I'm sorry Captain. I promise it won't be a habit.
MacKenzie: Response
Tarkin: I completely understand. Following protocol and obeying your orders are important to me. If I come into a similar situation, I won't interpret things myself but I'll ask a senior officer for clarification about what I should do so I don't find myself in this situation again. I really want to impress you, sir.
MacKenzie: Response
Tag, and TBC!