Ensign T’Fearne - A Carpenter in the Garden
Teayl Thorn
((OOC: Taking advantage of wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey to set this shortly after meeting the Captain and before the science mission briefing if that suits.))
((Unkown Jeffries Tube - Deck 10?? - USS Ronin))
Ensign T’Fearne, usually meticulous in her movements, found herself in an unfamiliar situation as she wandered through the USS Ronin's Jeffries tubes. She had tried to take a shortcut from her new quarters on Deck 8, potentially shaving off a few minutes from her journey to the Security Complex on Deck 11. However, what was supposed to be a time-saving maneuver turned into a labyrinthine maze of cold Jeffries tubes. The air was tangy, and the smell of burned electronics came from the occasional fragment of a mangled robot spider. The distant hum of the ship’s systems echoed through the metallic tunnels.
She had just come to the realisation that she was slightly lost. She glanced at the Ronin map display on her PADD and shrugged away a flicker of frustration, unused to feeling lost in the structured confines of a starship.
T'Fearne: Jeffries tube junction A-24... but I should have taken the left at the maintenance hatch, not right…
Carpenter: =/\= Chief Carpenter to Ensign T'Fearne Elaazni, at your earliest convenience, meet me in the DS33 Arboretum.=/\=
T'Fearne: :: Tapping her comm :: =/\= A-Acknowledged! :: Swallowing her surprise. :: If I may ask, Commander, is there a particular reason you would like to meet there? =/\= oO Does she know I’m lost exploring around down here? Oo
Carpenter: =/\= Well, one answer is I wanted to do somethin' a little different for your onboarding. The more honest answer though is, I couldn't stay cooped up in my office like some kinda Academy Instructor for another second...=/\=
T'Fearne’s slanted brows rose, grateful for the commander’s candid response, which gave her a small insight into her new CO. She was about to reply when she noticed she had taken another wrong turn and found herself staring at a sheer drop into the lower level of the section.
T'Fearne: =/\= ::slight metallic echo:: Understandable. I will be there shortly, Commander. =/\=
Used to academy jargon, where “At your earliest convenience”, means “Get your butt over here right now!”, she began to ease back from the edge but, paused at the Commander's response.
Carpenter: =/\= You take your time, Ensign. I ain't goin' nowhere.=/\=
T'Fearne: :: A hint of amusement colouring her voice. :: =/\= Acknowledged Commander. Probably for the best. =/\= Now, how do I get out of here?
A cold draft of air rustled her hair as she leaned forward to gaze down the dark, bottomless tube. Wondering if there should be a maintenance hatch over the sudden drop, she turned and backtracked through the maze of tubes until she saw a clear exit marking, finally emerging through a hatch into a cargo bay.
(( Cargo Bay 5 - Deck 11 - USS Ronin))
As she was closing the hatch, she could swear she heard some yelling, maybe some scuttling coming from the dark depths of Ronin's maintenance tunnels, but the echo was distorted by the time it reached her and not even excellent half-Vulcan ears could distinguish clearly.
T’Fearne: :: Muttering to herself. :: This ship… is weird!
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, T’Fearne hurried through the corridors to the docking access, trying to shake off the feeling of being lost in the ship.
((Arboretum - Beta Module - DS33))
Arriving in the renowned gardens of DS33, T’Fearne was relieved to find herself in a serene environment compared to the confusing pathways she had just navigated. She had walked briskly past the bustling commerce sector, her thoughts momentarily turning to a recent encounter with a particularly rude Tellarite who seemed overly interested in getting her in trouble.
T’Fearne: oO That’s the last thing I need right now, a compensation scammer chasing me into my first meeting with my CO. Oo
Taking one last glance over her shoulder, she quickly passed through the arboretum’s entrance, realizing she had barely familiarized herself with its layout during her short time at the station. The scent of lush greenery and damp earth hit her senses, and she went scent-blind for a few seconds. Shaking her head to clear her senses she spotted a distinctive gold-trimmed uniform amidst the lush greenery, T’Fearne made her way over, her stride slightly hurried but trying to maintain composure.
T’Fearne: Commander Carpenter. :: Bracing at attention :: Ensign T’Fearne reporting as ordered.
She emphasized her given name, hoping to avoid any mention of her family name, which she found could sometimes lead to awkward conversations.
Carpenter: Response
Relaxing her stance, T’Fearne offered a handshake to her new CO.
T’Fearne: It’s good to meet you, Commander Carpenter. I look forward to learning from you. Here is my Academic transcript if you want to see it. :: Holding up a PADD ::
Carpenter: Response
T’Fearne: :: Slightly unsure :: I do have some additional skills that are not officially listed in my Academy records. I’ve trained in 1Tassa'Akai and spent time observing on and off-world mediation settlements with the Betazed diplomatic delegation. I also dabble in botany.
Carpenter: Response
((OOC: 1Tassa'Akai - Betazoid Translation (Harmony of Mind and Weapon). Tassa’Akai is a Betazoid fighting style that uses the akai, or Betazoid collapsible fighting baton.))
[[Tags/TBC]]
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Ensign T'Fearne
Security Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
R240107T14