LT Toxin Arlill: Newbies
Toxin Arlill
(( Operations Center, Deck 7, USS Octavia E. Butler ))
Toxin was making his rounds in Ops when the Chief of Security and a Gold Clad officer walked in.
Sherlock: Hey Chief. We got a new officer transferring in. ::gesturing towards Richards::
Arlill: Welcome, I’m Arlill, but most call me T (beat) Chief will be fine.
Toxin realized he was a senior officer now and needed to act as such, that included creating an air of responsibility and respect, both given and earned.
Richards: Hey there. Name’s Richards ::Gesturing towards the console:: You try wacking it?
Toxin wasn’t sure what Richards was referring to but realized he was talking to Nilsen across the room who appeared to be battling a console or the computer, oO Gonna have to fix that soon. Henri: Eh, look at him, he’s enjoying it, I’m sure. Oo
Arlill: Maybe
He quickly realized he spoke aloud but it appeared he was answering Richard’s question towards Nilsen so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.
Sherlock: Can we get him setup with some quarters? Not sure if you've got furniture options or the like? And maybe some standard gear?
Richards: Options?
Sherlock: As you might have noticed, the Butler is setup similar to those older Galaxy Class vessels. Built for comfort.
Arlill: We’re a bit carte blanche around here, we have a selection of quarters you can browse through in our mico-holodeck ::motioning his arm towards a door off to the side:: or you can request a theme.
He paused and focused on his padd for a moment and then turned the theme selection list toward Richards.
Richards: ::Muttering to himself out loud:: Hm. Maybe the scanners can be fooled.
Arlill: Scorry ensign, scanners?
Aine jumped in quickly to "protect" her new officer.
Sherlock: Nothing, he's just ::beat:: learning more about the ship. That's all. So, can we get him setup?
Arlill: The Lieutenant JG ::motioning towards Nilsen:: can help you out with everything.
Sherlock: Really? Him?
Richards: Response
Arlill: Is there a problem sir?
Sherlock: No, nothing. It's fine. We'll run it by him. Come on ::nodding her head to the side towards Nilsen::, thanks Chief.
Arlill: Any time, here to help. ::smiling and continuing his rounds::
Sherlock: Hey, stop fighting it. The computer's there to help.
Nilsen: response
Sherlock: New officer, needs quarters.
Nilsen/Richards: response
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Lieutenant Toxin Arlill
Chief of Operations
USS Octavia E Buttler NCC-82850
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