[JP] Lt. (JG) Ezra Zerva, Ens. Morda & CPO Khitsu - Welcome to Security, Part Alpha
Eston Melton
((Security Suite, Deck 8, USS Khitomer, enroute to the Nebula within the Ceram Archipelago))
Ezra smiled looking around the Khitomer’s security suite from where he stood at the head of the room next to his desk. For the first time in sometime he truly felt like the security department was whole. They had just recently added Ensign Morda during their last mission and now there was another new security officer. Chief Petty Officer Arden Khitsu. Khitsu’s file had been sent with the attached message during shore leave. After some thought, he decided it was a good idea to have a full department meeting after the awards ceremony, but before the start of their next mission.
It was then members of the security team began to arrive.
Zerva: Welcome! I’m happy to see everyone. I hope you all had a good shore leave?
Maryu: I did, until Ensign Matthews airlocked some of my stuff into the vacuum of space. We were bunking together on the Indulgence. When I went out to grab some dinner with some of you ::gestures to some of the enlisted security members present:: I came back just as the Indulgence engineers arrived to find out the bad news.
Zerva: Yeah about that. Sorry to hear about your belongings. I was there with Lieutenant El’Heem. Ensign Matthews had somehow managed to get himself locked in the room you guys were sharing. We were trying to get him out. It took the Indulgent’s engineering forever to get there. Happy to see they finally arrived, a little too late as it were.
Maryu: It’s fine sir. Nothing I can’t replace.
Bakr: Maybe you can convince Ensign Matthews to go on a shopping spree with you to replace your stuff?
Maryu: It’s all good. I know Ensign Matthews didn’t do it on purpose.
Alamenda: I hear Kelana’s boyfriend showed up on the cruise. Care to give us all the details? ::grinning::
Kelana: No, not really. We just had a good time catching up. He serves on another starfleet ship so we don’t get to see each other very often.
Pearl: By “catching up” don’t you mean—-
Zevra: Alright, settle down. What they choose to do on their own time is up to them. ::eyes them all:: And, yes, that includes my own personal time with Lieutenant Michaels in Engineering. And, no, I will not be discussing my personal life. We are no longer on shore leave. ::gestures to Morda and Khitsu:: We have two new members added to our security team here with us today.
Morda knew a professional spacer like Khitsu would defer to rank, so he chimed in first.
Morda: Talon Morda, Ensign. Shiny out of the Academy. Kerelian Orbital Security Force prior service, four years, then NCO school and another year before learning table manners in San Francisco. ::Looking toward Khitsu as his cue::
Arden glanced around the room. Despite his time studying the Khitomer staffing roster, there were many faces he didn’t recognize.
Khitsu: Introductions are in order here. My name is Arden Khitsu. I am a chief petty officer, and my previous assignment was on the USS Destiny. And I will answer your question before anyone gets to answer it. You have probably never seen anyone like me before, I am a Locet. :: holding up a three fingered hand.:: Very few of us ever leave Paryat, much less join Starfleet.
Kelana: ::quickly raising her hand:: Petty Officer Second Class Naatima Kelana, Gamma Shift. ::to Khittsu:: Why don’t you have a nose and only three fingers?
Khitsu: Three fingers and a thumb. And while my species do not have what you refer to as a nose, we do have nostrils.
Arden points first to one opening near his left ear and then to the other near his right ear.
Wynters: Kelana! ::puts two fingers on the bridge of her nose:: Why do you always do this? ::mutters:: Especially in front of senior officers ::to Morda and Khitsu:: Petty Officer Third Class Jill Wynters. ::sighing, and saying the next part with the sound of regret:: Also of Gamma Shift. I have some martial training with Vulcan self defense arts. As you can see sirs, Petty Officer Kelana did not learn any table manners at the Academy in San Francisco. ::eyes Kelana sharply muttering:: Sometimes I wonder how you got to be in charge of Gamma Shift.
Morda: Well, table manners can be overrated anyway. “A knife in hand is worth two up the sleeve.”
Kelana: ::surprised look:: What? I’m just curious. I didn’t know his sense of smell was in his ears.
Zerva: Curious, like you were when you met me for the first time? ::to Khitsu and Morda:: She asked me if I have a thingy inside my tummy, referring to whether or not I completed the joining and have a symbiont. Which, in case you’re wondering, no I do not.
Khitsu: How does the Terran saying go? Curiosity killed the feline? Something like that. :: tilts his head to the side. :: Since knowing both your compatriots and your enemy is always a good idea, curiosity can be a virtue.
Zerva: ::raising a brow:: I suppose it can be a virtue. Okay, moving on.
Maryu: ::raising his hand:: Petty Officer 3rd Class Rindar Maryu, Alpha Shift. I spend a lot of time in the armory and the firing range practicing and keeping things in order.
Alamenda: Someone is gunning for a promotion ::winks::
Morda: ::Nodding toward Maryu:: Thanks again for the work on guard duty in the cargo bay. My ears are still ringing from that incessant transporter hum.
Maryu: ::nods:: You’re welcome sir. I was happy to help. ::looking over at Siggy:: Just doing my job.
Bechtel: ::raising his hand:: Petty Officer Third Class Gav Betchel, Gamma Shift ::to Morda:: It would seem we have something in common sir.
Morda: How’s that?
Bechtel: I did some security work on my homeworld of Napia II, before joining Starfleet. Spent nine months working in security there before my application to Starfleet was approved. It was mostly uneventful, except for the scar I got from an off world gambler who decided to stab me after they lost a game of cards.
Kelana: I’ve seen it! It’s kinda cute and also badass to have a battle scar. Do you guys want to see it?
Bechtel: Uh, thanks?
Zerva: No, that's okay Kelana, they don’t need to see it.
Thalev: You have a boyfriend already.
Kelana: So? It doesn’t mean I can’t think it’s cute.
Khitsu: “Cute” scars is a concept I will need to work on.
Morda: ::Amused, and trying to bring them back on focus:: Yellow uniform fits you good, Bechtel.
Bechtel smiled in approval.
Ezra couldn’t help but agree.
Thalev: Oh right. I guess I'm next? Petty Officer 3rd Class S’Vent Thalev. Not much to tell. I’m married, I love hockey and I hate the smell, taste, touch and anything related to mint :: eyes PO3 Siggy::.
Alamenda: It’s just a breath mint! Geez.
TBC
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Lieutenant (JG) Ezra Zerva
Security Officer
USS Khitomer (NCC-62400)
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CPO 3rd Class Arden Khitsu
Security
USS Khitomer (NCC-62400)
as simmed by
LtJg Lera Michaels
Engineering Officer
USS Khitomer
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Ensign Talon Morda
Security Officer
USS Khitomer
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