Cpt. Karrod Niac - A Half-Vulcan Hello

[Karrod Niac]

((Ready Room, Deck 3, USS Ronin))

With the ship in dock at DS33 and undergoing heavy repairs, Karrod had found little time to be anywhere but in his ready room or in his quarters, the latter of which he'd barely seen since returning.  Even with Toryn minding the proverbial shop in his absence a huge amount of routine work had piled up and he'd decided to throw himself at it in a desperate attempt to wrangle some measure of control back into his personal universe.  It was something nearly all of Niac's former hosts had done when under severe stress but each found their own way to express frustration.  For Rostil it was hand polishing his restaurants utensils, a task of several hours, when his auto-sterilizer could've done the work in a few minutes.  Armo had been an obsessively fastidious cleaner.  Sencha poured through junior level academic texts in mathematics and corrected errors which she forwarded along to the publishers.  Karrod smirked to himself and tore through another fuel consumption report when his door chimed.  

Niac: Come in.  

A young Ensign in security gold with the sharp ears of a Vulcan but the obsidian eyes of a Betazoid stepped to his desk and halted at the proscribed textbook distance before placing a padd on his desk and coming to rigid attention.  

T’Fearne: Ensign T’Fearne, security officer recently graduated from Starbase 118 Academy, reporting for duty, Captain.

Karrod glanced down at the padd without picking it up before returning his attention to the newest officer under his command.  

Niac: Stand at ease, Ensign, you're making my back ache.  Welcome to the Ronin.  

Karrod offered a handshake across the desk and gestured towards one of the chairs.  

T’Fearne: Thank you, Captain. ::Nodding in thanks:: I can see the timing of my arrival is unfortunate. May I ask what has happened and how can I help?

Karrod shook his head and put the padd aside.  

Niac:  The timing of your arrival isn't the issue, Ensign, but the circumstances certainly are.  The Alpha Isles is a very dangerous area and unfortunately the Ronin recently suffered a number of casualties.  I would always prefer happier circumstances for bringing a new officer aboard but what I prefer and what the universe chooses to provide are rarely the same thing.  To your question...the most important thing you can do is get yourself up to speed...so your next stop after me should be your new boss, Lt. Cmdr. Carpenter.  She'll get you onto the security duty roster and will help orient you.  

T’Fearne: Response

Karrod gestured towards the ever present stack of padds on his desk.  

Niac:  I know in the Academy you learned that ships run on antimatter reactors and fusion plants but the reality is they run on paddwork and a fair amount of coffee.  Or tea, if you prefer.  To that end you've got some important items to check off your list in the next few days...a visit to our sickbay for your induction physical and an introduction to our ships counselor, Lt. Cmdr. Dekas.  

T’Fearne: Response

Leaning back in his chair, he gestured towards the large version of the ships crest on the wall next to his desk.  

Niac:  The Ronin has been through quite a lot in the last few months and it has forged this crew into an incredibly cohesive unit.  Work hard, trust your colleagues, learn all you can from them...because we're all we have out here in the black.  Understood?  

T’Fearne: Response

[Tags/TBC!]

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Captain Karrod Niac
Commanding Officer
USS Ronin - NCC-34523
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