[Backpost] Reporting In

Posted on Fri Nov 3rd, 2023 @ 12:45am by Lieutenant Commander Emni t'Nai & Lieutenant JG Sava

Mission: Stardust and Sin
Location: Emni's Quarters
Timeline: Mission Day 0 at 0000

Sava would've thought that even on a Nova class vessel the First Officer should have their own small office somewhere on board - they had to work from somewhere, after all. It was for that reason that she was quite surprised when she was told by the nice transporter operator to go find the XO in her quarters, because she apparently worked out of there during office hours - not that it was in any way a bad arrangement, mind. Sava too would've loved to have that privilege, if it were up to her.

And so she'd put her belongings down in her quarters, spent a few moments adjusting her appearance and sought out the First Officer's'. Sava reached out, and pressed the doorbell.

Within the XO's quarters Emni had been lounging on the sofa, booted feet up on the arm rest, and a pile of PADDs on the table next to her. The one in her hand bore the upcoming crew rotations that had been submitted by the department heads as well as dossiers on all of the new arrivals. There had been a flurry of change overs, it seemed, and while the Romulan woman was happy to have new faces and to play the welcoming XO, she also felt a tiny bit of trepidation at the amount of change. They were deep in space and so much of their success depended on the crew's ability to function as a team. Yes, they were all trained, but the connections they made with each other were vital to make things work seamlessly.

Sighing she set down the PADD, rubbed her eyes, and stretched luxuriously letting out a groan as she did. Her lower back ached from sitting in one spot for too long and so she swung her boots down, feet hitting the ground a millisecond before the chime announced someone at her door.

With an annoyed harrumpth she gave herself a small mental reprimand. She'd not been paying close enough attention and somehow missed the arrival of a new emotional fingerprint at her door. This had to be one of the new arrivals.

"Come," she called, one hand absently straying to the pile of PADDs to straighten it as the door slid open with its telltale whoosh.

"Lieutenant junior grade Sava, reporting as instructed." She announced to the woman waiting beyond as she stepped through the door and came to attention. The First Officer was Vulcanoid, as her name had suggested - though there was just something about her that simultaneously suggested otherwise. She couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Tall. That was Emni's first thought. Followed promptly by Kelpien and a wash of her own curiosity. She'd not met a Kelpien before and with a small smile she noted that they were, in fact, as tall as reported.

"At ease Lieutenant," Emni commented, her tone easy and casual. "No need to stand at attention. Can I get you anything to drink?"

For a Vulcan, the First Officer was surprisingly easygoing, Sava thought to herself. Maybe she was simply very, very well-adjusted indeed. Or maybe, as she'd suspected, there was more to her than what she could see. "Kelpien fredalia tea, iced with sugar, please." Sava smiled sweetly and relaxed. Fredalia tea by itself was naturally sweet - adding sugar usually raised eyebrows from native drinkers because of that, in fact, but Sava had learned to simply ignore the naysayers. She liked the drink as such.

If the sugar raised any eyebrows in Emni the XO didn't show it. Instead she gestured to the seating area. Though her quarters had come standard with the couch and coffee table, she'd since added an overstuffed chair to the side of those two, creating a sort of alcove for people to sit. Early on she'd found not everyone was comfortable with sitting on the same couch as the XO... nor did pulling up the desk chair give quite the right impression for conversations needing a particular demeanor.

"Please, make yourself comfortable," she said as she moved to the replicator, ordering the requested drink for Sava and a cup of hot coffee for herself. She returned with the two mugs, setting the tea in front of her guest with the handle facing the the Kelpien to make it easy for her to grasp.

Settling into the open seat, Emni blew lightly across the top of her mug, raising her eyebrows at Sava. "Welcome to the Sojourner," she said, a phrase that she reflected had become almost rote in her mind. "Have you found your quarters yet? If I recall correctly you're assigned to Junior Officer quarters."

Sava plopped down onto the sofa, mug of tea in hand. "I have." She said, while sipping from the cup of sweet, floral brew. The taste was something indescribably comforting to her: maybe it was homesickness that brought it about considering she hadn't been home in a few years now. "And I'm quite pleased with them so far! So long as I have sufficient space to stretch my legs out when I sleep, I consider my needs fulfilled. Oh, and I haven't met my roommate yet, but I suppose I shall eventually."

"Is there anything urgent that I should be attending to as assistant head of security and tactical?" She added.

Emni considered that a moment. "You'll have met Lieutenant Bridgeport on the shuttle, but in case the appropriate connections haven't already been made, he'll be your direct supervisor. I'd certainly check in with him first thing to get familiar with how he runs his department. That said, he's new to the Sojourner too, so it may be more a matter of working together to learn the lay of the land." She paused, sipping again, letting the hot bitterness linger on her tongue for a moment before swallowing so she could continue. "Beyond that, with our current tactical position, nothing urgent. Familiarize yourself with the ship, certainly. She's not enormous, but you'll get your steps in walking the decks all the same. If you need anything check in with Ops, they'll sort out any requisitions or moving things around."

She paused, realizing she'd been thinking out loud more than any real sense of urgency. "Overall," she continued, "nothing urgent. Take the time to get up to speed that you need and you'll be fine."

Another sip, this one shorter before she settled back, resting the mug on her knee. "Is there anything I can help you with?" she asked.

"Well, not really, no. I've found things quite pleasant so far - though I don't quite expect them to remain that way all the time," Sava replied. "And I've always been quite good at figuring things out on my own. Of course, if I need any assistance I'll ask for it," The Kelpien smiled her classic craggy smile. "I've yet to meet the rest of my department or the crew in general, but I'm sure I will in good time. Maybe I'll go to the mess hall tonight and see who I meet."

At that Emni nodded. "Debbie's," she commented. "Go to Debbies, not the Mess." She paused then as if momentarily reconsidering her recommendation. "Don't get me wrong. The Mess is fine and it's got all the things you'd usually need, but," She leaned forward propping her elbows on her knees, mug held in both hands ahead of them, "if you want to meet people go to Debbie's. More folks spend their off time there than they do at the Mess."

As if on cue Emni's commbadge tittered, and the level unemotional tones of a Vulcan came through, tinny in the air of the room. "Emni, I'd thank you to pay heed to your turn in kal-toh with better promptness," the voice said and, if it was possible for a Vulcan to sound such, it seemed slightly grumpy.

"Thank you Commander," Emni responded back, ignoring the failure to use her correct title. "I'm with a new officer, but I'm sure I'll have an opportunity to get to it soon. t'Nai out." A quick tap of the badge prevented any further communication from the disembodied voice.

"Is there anything else I can help with then?" she asked, her tone shifting slightly as if to indicate she needed to get on to another task. "If not, I should probably see to," she waved her hand vague at the air ahead of her, "that."

"Not at the moment. I won't keep you from your kal'toh game any longer, Commander. I'll be sure to visit Debbie's when I get the chance." Sava replied. "That'll be all. I'm just pleased to be here. Permission to be dismissed?"

Emni smiled, the turn of her lips apologetic as she realized she'd perhaps rushed the other woman in her hurry to sort out Karim's impertinence. "Not keeping me at all. Just a particularly cantankerous patient who is still under my care. Permission granted Lieutenant. Please don't hesitate to let me know if anything else comes to mind."

She her smile warmed and broadened as she added, "Welcome to the Sojourner."

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Lieutenant Commander Emni t'Nai
Executive Officer

Lieutenant Junior Grade Sava
Assistant Chief of Security