Flt. Capt. Karrod Niac - Intra-ship Navigation
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Karrod Niac
Mar 14, 2026, 3:33:59 PMMar 14
to USS Ronin – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((Ready Room, Deck 3, USS Ronin))
It had been several hours since his last meeting and while his desk terminal remained stubbornly locked, he had managed to convince it to display his calendar through a loop of near paradoxical logic he was briefly concerned would cause the computer core to simply burn itself out. For all the work it hadn't revealed much beyond some inspections and meetings he had scheduled for later in the day but one item in particular, which was listed as scheduled for half an hour prior, caught his attention and he tapped at his commbadge with a small smirk.
Niac: =/\= Niac to Ensign Jace Ryen. =/\=
Ryen: =/\= Jace here. =/\=
From the sound across the comm Karrod could tell he'd caught the man in the middle of something.
Niac: =/\= I realize you're fresh from the Academy, Ensign, but I do believe they mention one is expected to report to their new CO...promptly...when arriving at a new duty post. =/\=
He wasn't entirely sure how but Karrod was certain he could hear the Ensign's spine straightening over the commline.
Ryen: =/\= Yes, Captain. My apologies. I should have reported immediately after boarding. I must have gotten turned around while settling in. =/\=
Karrod chuckled to himself at the sudden note of terror in the young officers voice.
Niac: =/\= In that case Ensign I suggest you resolve your...navigational issues and make your way to my office. Now. =/\=
Ryen: =/\= Yes, sir. I'm on my way now. =/\=
Karrod closed the channel and started silently counting. At a dead sprint a terrified Ensign could make it from crew quarters to his office in around two minutes.
((One minute and fifty three seconds later, Captain's Ready Room))
The door chimed and Karrod smirked to himself before adjusting his expression to the reasonably terrifying scowl he'd developed over his long career. Somewhere within Niac Horvu protested, remembering all too well the excitement and fear that came with those first hours of a Starfleet career, and Karrod soften his expression just slightly to mollify the long dead Trill as he barked towards the ceiling.
Niac: Enter!
Ryen: Response
Karrod let the Ensign sweat for a long moment before responding, finding that junior officers in situations with silent superiors often came up with far more creative terrors than anything he could inflict. Eventually he allowed a small smirk to bloom behind his beard as he leaned back in his chair.
Niac: Stand at ease, Ensign, you're making my back hurt. Any trouble finding your way here this time?
Ryen: Response
Karrod chuckled slightly.
Niac: I'm confident it won't happen again...in fact, I'm sure of it. Chief Kessler has been known to drill his people on the ships layout by transporting them out of bed in the middle of the night to a random jefferies tube, giving them a destination, then cutting off their computer access and comm access until they get there. You might want to study up before we find you wandering the catamaran in your pajamas.
Ryen: Response
He gestured towards one of the seats adjacent to his desk with a nod.
Niac: Sit. I'm glad to have you with us...the Alpha Isles presents a broad selection of security issues for the Ronin and the Chief can use all the help they can get. I'd encourage you to review some of the ships previous engagements to familiarize yourself with what we've faced since coming to this region several years ago.
Ryen: Response
[Tags/TBC!]
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Fleet Captain Karrod Niac
Commanding Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
V239509GT0
It had been several hours since his last meeting and while his desk terminal remained stubbornly locked, he had managed to convince it to display his calendar through a loop of near paradoxical logic he was briefly concerned would cause the computer core to simply burn itself out. For all the work it hadn't revealed much beyond some inspections and meetings he had scheduled for later in the day but one item in particular, which was listed as scheduled for half an hour prior, caught his attention and he tapped at his commbadge with a small smirk.
Niac: =/\= Niac to Ensign Jace Ryen. =/\=
Ryen: =/\= Jace here. =/\=
From the sound across the comm Karrod could tell he'd caught the man in the middle of something.
Niac: =/\= I realize you're fresh from the Academy, Ensign, but I do believe they mention one is expected to report to their new CO...promptly...when arriving at a new duty post. =/\=
He wasn't entirely sure how but Karrod was certain he could hear the Ensign's spine straightening over the commline.
Ryen: =/\= Yes, Captain. My apologies. I should have reported immediately after boarding. I must have gotten turned around while settling in. =/\=
Karrod chuckled to himself at the sudden note of terror in the young officers voice.
Niac: =/\= In that case Ensign I suggest you resolve your...navigational issues and make your way to my office. Now. =/\=
Ryen: =/\= Yes, sir. I'm on my way now. =/\=
Karrod closed the channel and started silently counting. At a dead sprint a terrified Ensign could make it from crew quarters to his office in around two minutes.
((One minute and fifty three seconds later, Captain's Ready Room))
The door chimed and Karrod smirked to himself before adjusting his expression to the reasonably terrifying scowl he'd developed over his long career. Somewhere within Niac Horvu protested, remembering all too well the excitement and fear that came with those first hours of a Starfleet career, and Karrod soften his expression just slightly to mollify the long dead Trill as he barked towards the ceiling.
Niac: Enter!
Ryen: Response
Karrod let the Ensign sweat for a long moment before responding, finding that junior officers in situations with silent superiors often came up with far more creative terrors than anything he could inflict. Eventually he allowed a small smirk to bloom behind his beard as he leaned back in his chair.
Niac: Stand at ease, Ensign, you're making my back hurt. Any trouble finding your way here this time?
Ryen: Response
Karrod chuckled slightly.
Niac: I'm confident it won't happen again...in fact, I'm sure of it. Chief Kessler has been known to drill his people on the ships layout by transporting them out of bed in the middle of the night to a random jefferies tube, giving them a destination, then cutting off their computer access and comm access until they get there. You might want to study up before we find you wandering the catamaran in your pajamas.
Ryen: Response
He gestured towards one of the seats adjacent to his desk with a nod.
Niac: Sit. I'm glad to have you with us...the Alpha Isles presents a broad selection of security issues for the Ronin and the Chief can use all the help they can get. I'd encourage you to review some of the ships previous engagements to familiarize yourself with what we've faced since coming to this region several years ago.
Ryen: Response
[Tags/TBC!]
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Fleet Captain Karrod Niac
Commanding Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
V239509GT0
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