Meeting the Captain
Posted on Wed Mar 31st, 2021 @ 10:02pm by Captain Steven Bond & Ensign Hunter Mitchell
Edited on on Wed Mar 31st, 2021 @ 10:04pm
Mission:
S1, E0: We need each other.
Location: CO Ready Room
Timeline: MD002 0900 hrs
1177 words - 2.4 OF Standard Post Measure
"Good morning Mister Mitchell, please have a seat." Steven said, after Hunter completed his reporting for duty part. He wanted to get straight down to business. He had to meet more of the crew, and only gave himself 15 minutes for each officer.
“Good Morning, Captain,” Hunter said with a smile as he sat down. He wasn’t one to be nervous and scared at first meetings. The captain would know him by the time these next few minutes were up.
"Your record suggests you will make a great Engineering Officer for the Lexington." Steven said, in a calm voice. He was curious, to see how Hunter responded to a direct statement.
“My record speaks for itself,” Hunter replied. “I work hard and am diligent. I like to keep things running at one hundred percent and take pride in what I do.” He smiled then. “It helps that I love my job.”
"Your work? Isn't this your first assignment?" Steven asked, with a sterile look on his face. Being confident was one thing, but being arrogrant was not, his next response will determine which one he was.
“I served on a base for a bit,” Hunter explained. “About a month. I’m kind of a go getter and it get confused with being full of myself.” He looked at the captain. “I’m a team player, Sir. I just want to be the best engineer I can be serving here.”
"Living on a base, I miss those days." Steven suggested with a big smile on his face. "How did you find the overall experience to be, living on a base?" Steven asked.
“Honestly,” Hunter said after a moment. “It was okay but I really wanted to serve on a starship. It has like been my dream and I was glad to be reassigned.” He paused. “That being said, I would serve on one again, down the road.”
"Careful the further you excel in engineering, before to long they will assign you to the corps of engineers. I heard they go no where, day in and day out, assembling, and refitting starships." Steven suggested to him. Deep down, he had a feeling that Hunter was an explorer.
“That would not be my choice of assignments, Captain,” Hunter said. He almost yelled out no way in hell but held it back. “I prefer to be out here discovering and being a part of a bigger picture.”
"I know how you feel, a starship life for me as well." Steven said, as he read between the lines of what Hunter was trying to say.
“There is just something about being with people who feel the same, Captain,” Hunter admitted. “I am looking forward to a possible first contact or discovering a world never seen by the fleet.”
"You will have several opportunities over the next five years." Steven suggested to Hunter, with a big grin on his face.
“I look forward to it,” Hunter said with a smile. “I think most of the crew is.”
"So Mister Mitchell, what do you like to do for fun? How are you going to entertain yourself over the next five years?" Steven asked, trying to learn more about his hobbies and interests. He was basically making small talk.
“Build things,” Hunter replied. “Read and spend time with friends I make along the way.”
"5 years, will make for some long term friendships." Steven said, with a big grin on his face. He remembered his first deep space assignment, and the friendships he made.
“I am counting on it,” Hunter said with a smile.” I am not much of a solitary person.”
"Truth be told, neither am I." Steven suggested to Hunter. He hated the idea of being alone. He was grateful that his wife and son where on the ship.
“Is the captain allowed to play cards with the crew, Sir?” Hunter asked. “Maybe we can have a friendly game one night.”
"I think that is a great idea, and one that I would fully support." Steven said. Then he went on to say. "I would love to join the crew for a game cards." He said, with a big grin.
Hunter smiled widely. “We already have a plan, Sir.” He found he liked Captain Bond. He was approachable and yet believed in the rules and protocol. At least that was what Hunter thought so far.
"Perfect, let me know when and where and I will be there." Steven said, with a big grin on his face.
“I will, Captain,” Hunter said with a grin. “I’ll get a group together later on today. I have been busy fixing what the corp of engineers missed.”
"Tonight, I'll hold you to that." Steven said, with a big grin on his face.
“Yes Sir,” Hunter said with a nod. He was mentally gathering a group. “Even the cantankerous doctor.”
"What's wrong with Doctor Marcus?" Steven asked. He was teasing of course. He knew that the doctor had horrible bed side manner, but he was profecient in his job. And he was grateful to have him on his ship, looking after his crew.
“Did I say that out loud?” Hunters eyes widened. “I apologize, Sir. The doctor and I do not agree on the fleets mission. He is a good doctor I am certain.”
"I am well aware of his questionable bed side manner. Trust me though, he is the guy you want saving your life." Steven told Hunter, with a serious look on his face.
“I believe that, Captain,” Hunter nodded. “He was quite thorough with my physical. I’d rather he be that way than have a great personality and no medical skills.”
"I would not. Imagine how many deaths, injuries or medical emergencies we would have on the Lexington, if that was the case. We can work on his bed side manner. But only if we have the best watching our backs." Steven said, trying to get the young ensign to see his point.
“I get what your saying,” Hunter nodded. “Personally, I enjoyed our debate yesterday. I couldn’t decided if he was serious or liked to argue, Sir.”
"Both." Steven said with a grin. "He will grow on you, trust me." He said, with a warm smile on his face.
“I think I will invite him to play cards tonight,” Hunter said with a grin. “It will make things interesting.”
"Bold move, grouchy doctor and the captain. Are you sure the crew is up to the task?" Steven asked in a teasing and playful manner.
“It will be a test, Captain,” Hunter replied with a nod. “Only the strong survive.”
"I am not looking to lean out the weak Mister Mitchell. We need them to help move the ship out of dock." Steven suggested, with a big barrel laughter and grin on his face.
Hunter laughed as well. “We would be flushing them out of the game, Captain. We need our crew so we can seek out new life!”
"Yes we do." Steven said, as the scene starts to fade away.
