Lt. Corey Wethern - Comings and Goings

[Corey Wethern]

((The I’vish Gallery, Shi’Kahr District, Starbase 118))

Corey managed to find a good seat at a table and had stocked up on some snacks. He nodded to those on the table as Gogi approached the stage, well a Vulcan artistic version of a stage. There was a hush that descended on the group.

Fairhug: Welcome, everyone, to the I'vish Gallery and to Ops’ latest awards ceremony. I'm sure you'll all agree that this is a very appropriate venue and if you haven't spent much time in the Shi'Kahr District before, I'm sure this evening will make a lasting impression. ::Pause:: First of all, I want to say thank you, once again, to you all.

Corey nodded silently looking around the room. 

Fairhug: Our last mission was a particularly stressful one. There were times when I thought, as I'm sure some of you must have, that we might not make it back to the base at all. But as always, this crew never gives up and *always* finds a way.

Dealing with Romulan rebels was never fun and the quiet in the room showed some of the ethical dilemmas faced by the crew at the time. Physical scars healed quickly but mental scars took longer. Although if you looked up stubborn in the dictionary you would probably see a picture of the 118 crew. 

Maddie was raising a glass and he thought he saw Willow taking a picture. He hoped she got his best side. 

Fairhug: So, cheers! To you all.

Marsh: Cheers!

Foster: A toast, to all of you!

Willow: Cheers to life! ::Which could have easily been lost:: 

Corey raised a glass

Wethern: Slainte 

Any: Response

Fairhug: ::With a distant gaze:: As you all know, we have lost some of our colleagues recently. Fortunately, only to other postings, but their absence is still felt, of course. ::pausing:: Lieutenants Tito and Kreshkova are participating in the launch of the USS Thor and Lieutenant Korras has offered his services to USS Khitomer in their struggle against a new and powerful enemy. ::raising his glass again:: We wish them all well in their new roles and hope to serve with them again one day.

Haukea, who had definitely considered Tito, Kreshkova and Korras to be among her friends, blew out a sigh; additional ghosts to haunt her memories. Award ceremonies were invariably heartrending. Likewise, despite processing the transfer of their security records, little was provided in terms of closure. 

Corey could hear Willow and Marsh whispering and conspiring. It was cute in a way. Corey thought back and remembered Korras covering for him with Ensign Bingo. Space wasn't that big with a warp core.

Foster: The Thor has been the first major launch after Frontier Day, to much fanfare. Congratulations to all of them!

Wethern: Safe travels. 

Any: Response

Fairhug: Now, while some fine officers have departed, others have arrived. It is always a pleasure to be able to introduce new crew at a ceremony such as this, so please, give a warm welcome to ::holding out a hand indicate the Andorian:: Ensign Mi'shune sh'Sonora, our new Helm Officer.

Corey had met a couple of the new Ensigns and poked and proved them to clear them for duty, he tried to meet them all but had been wrapped up with never ending paperwork. He would make an effort to do a wellbeing check in for them.

Foster: Welcome onboard!

Willow: Glad to have you! Welcome! 

Wethern: Welcome. 

Any: Response

Sh'Sonora: Response

Fairhug: Also, Ensign Lyra Voss, a new addition to the Science department.

The new ensign was a fiery redheaded female Betazoid. 

Marsh: Welcome Lyra!

Foster: I’m excited to have you with us!

Willow: Ad Astra! May the stars welcome you! ::Not the correct translation yet fitting of a science officer:: 

Wethern: Welcome. 

Corey raised a glass 

Any: Response

Voss: ::finding her voice:: Thanks! I look forward to working with all of you. 

Fairhug: ::another slight turn:: Ensign Arlo Zara, who will be joining the Engineering team.

Foster: Welcome onboard matey! May we ever sail the seas together!

Willow: Keep the Base in one piece for us! Welcome!

Corey had met Arlo and had given some friendly advice how to cause mischief. 

Wethern: Welcome!

Any: Response

Arlo: Hello, everyone! Very excited to be serving with you all.

Fairhug: And last but not least, Ensign James Taylor. Another much needed Engineer.

Taylor was one to keep an eye on. A seasoned officer in his time and he had passed any test thrown at him by Starfleet. 

Foster: I’m glad you can join us, ensign! You took quite a trip to get here!

Wethern: Welcome, you arrived just in time. 

Corey made sure to catch his eye and wink at the pun.

Any: Response

Taylor: Response

With each new officer welcomed, celebrated, Fairhug resumed his welcome speech, providing closing remarks. 

Fairhug: It is my honour to welcome you all to StarBase One-One-Eight as newly minted Ensigns. I hope that your careers will be long and successful and I look forward to getting to know you all as time goes by.

Foster: And remember, we’re here to help you succeed! ::A pause, a moment in thought, then a change of tone:: First, let me propose a toast! To the crew of StarBase 118! We endure, we preserve, and we support each other! And then we get to play hard because we worked hard! To you!

Glasses once again raised, Haukea supported her camera, capturing a final image of the shared comradery among new and seasoned officers present. Corey raised a glass. 

Willow: To family!

Wethern: Slainte, safe travels. 

Any: Response

Tags/tbc. 

Lt Corey Wethern

Chief Medical Officer 

Starbase 118 Ops

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