LCDR Aine Sherlock - Par For The Course

[Aine Sherlock]

((OOC: Going to occasionally tag people in, but don't feel those tagged in will have to carry on for long, we can always keep continuing with a tour.))

((Corridor, Deck 7, USS Octavia E. Butler))

Aine would be lying if she said she wasn't excited about the new "toys" they had onboard. But she did do the responsible thing and have Operations assign older designs of weapons to the crew pending updated training. The new phasers only had two settings, stun and kill. And the last thing they needed mid-mission was someone thinking the second setting was the normal Level 2 setting.

Sherlock: It's something else. The computer's fast. We have these site-to-site transporter arches in some of the doorways for quick response. Oh, and we're transitioning to new individual weapons. We've got them in the armory, but Security will be the first issued them.

Richards: Wouldn’t want those Ops guys getting ahold of them first, right?

Sherlock: Simplifying the transition. The new phasers are pure weapons, less tools. We need to be careful and make sure the rest of the crew goes through training with them. Maybe you could lead the class?

Aine stopped and turned again, this time to measure Richards' response.

Richards: I…suppose I could put together some form of training session, if you’re sure that I’d be a good choice.

Sherlock: Is there something I'm not aware of? Should you not be training people?

Richards: On account of my just arriving and all. Maybe the crew would respond better to someone they’ve seen aboard.

Aine slowly blinked as she gave a big nod. That did make sense. But she was sure the crew would be just fine with it.

Sherlock: I'm sure everything would go just fine.

Aine paused for a moment, looking off into the distance. A memory suddenly came back. The horror. The terror. The...snapping sound. She quickly blinked and shook her head as she gasped.

Sherlock: Just follow the manual of arms and all safety procedures.

Richards: Of course, Sir.

Aine began leading the way again, worried that the new Lieutenant would ask her what her momentary thought was, so her pace picked up slightly until they reached the OC. She stopped before entering.

Sherlock: The Ops people on this ship can be a little ::beat, eyes shifting back and forth looking for a word:: odd.

Richards: response

Aine nodded her head to the side, indicating towards the door. She led the way in. Sure enough, across the room, Lieutenant Nilsen seemed to be arguing with the computer...again. She wondered if Chief Arlill was messing with him again or if this was a Nilsen issue. Personally, she found the computer quite pleasant and responsive.

Sherlock: Hey Chief. We got a new officer transferring in. ::gesturing towards Richards::

Arlill: response

Richards: response

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?

Arlill/Richards: response

tag/TBC

LCDR Aine Sherlock

Chief of Security

U.S.S. Octavia E. Butler

R239712AS0