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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Nov 11, 2006 14:13:41 GMT -5
Cmdr Tashaonda Wilson walked through the airlock from the station and onto the ship, carrying a bag of her belongings in one hand and a PADD in her other hand. She has already transported most of her belongings in her quarters earlier. Walking tall, as she walked past by a few Stations’ crewmembers that were working on a few last minute changes, paying more attention which direction she was going. The only ones she would ever let them call her Tasha, a nickname of hers, would be her parents and her siblings. She even noted to correct a Commanding Officer in the past of what name she preferred to called be her full first name and not the shorten version.
She walked into the turbo lift, stood in the middle as she shifted her bag onto her other shoulder. The doors closed in front of her before she gave which deck to go on. “Senior Officer’s quarters.”, she would say with an almost thick Jamaican ascent.
Luckily, the computer was able to understand her thick ascent. While she was waiting for the turbo lift to stop, she reviewed the first paragraph on her PADD, which held her orders. She looked up after hearing the doors opened, just arriving at the deck she needed to get off. She picked up her bag off the ground and walked out of the turbo lift, making her way towards her quarters. She walked into her quarters, placing the PADD on her desk before walking towards her bed. Tashaonda walked over to her bed and placed her bag on the bed as she looked around her quarters.
“Not bad of a quarter, much better than the last one I was in.”, she said right before starting to arrange her quarters the way she wanted. Her quarters arranged the way she wanted, after a short time has already passed, decorated with different pictures from home and her belongings put up.
Tashaonda picked up her PADD off her desk and would walk out of her quarters, making her way towards the bridge. She wanted to see what the bridge and the ready room looked like before anyone else gotten there. She walked back into the turbo lift and called out bridge for her next designation. The turbo lift begins its short ascend towards the bridge and would stop to let her out. She walked onto the bridge and looked around to see what shape it was. She walked over to the tactical console, slowly moving right hand over the console, remembering her first assignment as tactical officer. She then would walk over to where her command chair was at and sat down in it, leaning back as she stared at the view screen. Admiring the view from where she was sitting.
Tashaonda gotten up from her command chair, the comfy one in the middle of the three chairs that stood in the middle of the bridge. She walked over into her Read Room and sat down at her desk, reviewing the rest of what is on her PADD.
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Post by crusader on Nov 15, 2006 20:33:11 GMT -5
Lt Commander Nikoli Vassilli walked through the air lock his small bag over his shoulder.He showed his orders to a marine guard.He walked into the ship and was amazed at her size.He asked a crew member where the quarter master was.
Finding the office two decks above he received his quarters as well as his uniforms.He stepped into the TL and waited for it to stop.Getting off he found his quarters right next to the TL.
He entered pleased at the size of his room.He placed his bag on his bed and looked around.Deciding to unpack after he meet the CO.He walked back out in a fresh uniform and stepped back in the TL.
"Bridge,"He waited as the TL did its duty and took him there.He walked out and looked at the huge Bridge.Checking the stations he noticed this was one tough ship.He found the duty officer who informed him the CO was in her ready room.
He pulled out his Orders Padd and rang the chime waiting.
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Nov 15, 2006 23:53:08 GMT -5
Cmdr Tashaonda Wilson was at her desk when she heard the chime. Without even looking up from her PADD, she would speak up. "Enter.", she said with a Jamaican ascent.
She would look up from her PADD and slowly places it on her desk, waiting to see who walked into the room. She has gotten word that she finally gotten a Executive Officer. It was about time that she gotten one, she thought to herself. She does wonder of how great of a job he would do as Executive Officer.
She always expects high quality from her crewmembers. It was always expected in her and she knew that the crewmembers can achieve greatness if they believe in themselves. In addition, she believes that a Commanding Officer has to believe in her/himself and in the crewmembers in order to command a ship properly.
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Post by crusader on Nov 16, 2006 1:10:30 GMT -5
Nikoli heard the voice say enter,he could tell it was from somewhere in the Caribbean but could not put his finger on it.He walked in saluted and extended his other hand holding his Orders PADD.
He spoke in a thick Russian accent,"Lt Commander Nikoli Vassilli reporting for duty Ma'am."As he spoke he watched her stance at her desk.She seemed confidant enough from her posture.To him this was good a Commanding Officer had to be sure of their abilities as well as approachable by other crew members.
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Nov 16, 2006 18:48:31 GMT -5
Tashaonda looked at Cmdr Vasilli, as he entered, and would take the PADD he gave her. She looks over his orders, without a single word or expression of what she was thinking, but did find his background impressive. She returns the PADD to him as she looked back up at him, looking at him for what appeared to be eternity.
“Welcome aboard, Lt. Cmdr Vasilli, to the USS Victoria.”, she would finally say. “I would assume that you found everything in order. Now, tell me a brief assessment of yourself.”
Although she did not appear to want to know more about her crewmembers, but she would like to get a better assessment of her crewmembers, to know them better in the long run.
Tashaonda had another small picture of her parents and her siblings on her desk, with the Jamaican colors on the frame. She also has a fishing rod hanging on her wall. Fishing was one of her hobbies when she is off duty.
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Post by crusader on Nov 16, 2006 23:40:12 GMT -5
He noticed she was sizing him up so to speak."You are correct Commander she is a fine ship and I look forward to serving on her.I am how do you saw,down to Earth.I am a team player and I try and keep a feel for the ship and its crew."
"I will never question you in public and follow all lawful orders to my fullest extent.I believe a CO and an XO must trust one another completely almost predicting the others actions."
"On another note Ma'am I see we have fishing in common.I used to trout and salmon fish back on my parents home by the sea in Minsk.Of course it was slightly colder there I think than where you fished."
He allowed a smile to cross his face,they seemed to be on the same page from what he could tell so far.
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Nov 17, 2006 23:44:26 GMT -5
Tashaonda looks over at her fishing gear on her wall and then back at Nikoli with a small smirk. "Yes, but I fish much bigger fish than trout and salmon, Mr. Vasilli. I take it that you never fished on the shores of Jamaica then.", she replied with her thick ascent.
Tashaonda was a tough woman to go against and rival with. She only had her heart broken once and vowed never to let that happened again. Hades will freeze over before she will trust anyone if anyone breaks her trust.
“I also agree about trust among the crewmembers, but once someone breaks my trust, it is one thing that they will have a hardest time getting back. That is if they ever get it back.”, she added.
She considered trust and truthfulness a high honor for any crewmembers, even for herself. It was something that her parents, especially her Grandmother, to remind truthful and honest.
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Post by Major Lara Croft on Nov 19, 2006 0:10:32 GMT -5
She entered the ship, and made her way. Her expression was cold, and hard. She caught the eye of some crewmen, she would glare at them without breaking her stride as she made it to the turbo lift. She enters as the door closes behind her.
Bridge.
The Turbo lift springs to life, and makes it journey to the bridge. The doors swish open, and she exits. She walks to the Captains ready room, and rings the chime. She stands at parade rest somewhat statuesque.
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Post by LtCdr Heidi Duvall on Nov 19, 2006 0:39:58 GMT -5
::She enters her quarters, and drops her bag on her bed. The silhouette of her body disappears as the door closes behind her.::
Computer, Lights..
The room becomes illuminated. Her quarters are quite spacious, as well as a computer console, desk, dresser, and personal replicator. She looks with a smile of approval, and begins to put her things away. She notices a picture of her, and her two sisters which she cherishes so much. She sits it on the dresser, and sees her reflection in the mirror.
Her platinum Blondie hair picks up the light, she smiles approving of her appearance. She still can't believe she picked up an Operations post on a Prometheus class starship. She is so excited, and can't wait to meet all aboard. As she finishes, she decides to head for the main bridge. She exits her quarters, satisfied all is done. Computer Lights off. The lights shut off as the door begins to close, and she makes her way to the Turbo Lift.
She enters the Turbo Lift, and enters. The door closes. Bridge, The Turbo lifts moves to it's destination, and arrives at the bridge. As the doors open, she catches a glimpse at the spacious bridge with awe. She steps out, and heads for her console. She takes a seat, and call up all internal systems, she is impressed by what she sees. She notices the statuesque Marine at the Ready room door, and decides she would wait until she is done to see the Captain.
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Post by crusader on Nov 19, 2006 9:58:24 GMT -5
"No Ma'am I have never fished the warm waters of Jamaica.I will have to give it a try on the Holo Deck sometime.Commander I know you are a busy woman and I have taken enough of your time."
He stood at attention,"I am also sure other crew members are waiting to see you as well.I would like to talk to you before our mission whatever it is begins however."
He saluted and waited to see if she had any more questions or for her dismissal he wanted to talk to the other crew members as well but she was the CO and needed to talk to them first period.
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Nov 19, 2006 18:04:21 GMT -5
Tashaonda gave a nod after he spoke. She would hear the chime at the door, glancing towards it and back at Lt Cmdr Vasilli. “Dismissed, Mr. Vasilli. When you do exit, let the next person know that they can come in.”, she would reply.
Once Lt Cmdr Vasilli does leave, she would look back towards the door and wait for the next crewmember to walk into the Ready Room. She could tell that Nikoli was a man of his word and the type of Officer that will not betray his word. That is something she admires in her crewmembers.
She has already gotten word that she would be getting two new crewmembers. She only gotten a small details about them and knew that she will know what kind of Officers they are once she met them. Tashaonda’s grandmother taught her well not to judge a book by its cover.
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Post by Major Lara Croft on Nov 19, 2006 23:57:02 GMT -5
As the Commander leaves, she moves to the side, then enters. Her PADD in her left hand, her expression stern, emotionless, her body language was all marine, She sees the Captain behind the desk, she stops, and salutes.
Marine Captain Lara Croft reporting for duty ma'am.
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Nov 20, 2006 20:37:39 GMT -5
Tashaonda would size Marine Captain Lara Croft once she entered into her Ready Room. She could tell that Croft is one of those hard nose Marines who knows how to do their duties. It was one of the things she also admires in a crewmember, to be more focus in their duties, but she learned that if a person focuses too much on their duties, they would lose a lot in life.
She would stand up from her desk, giving her a salute back. Before telling her to go at ease, she would walk around her desk and walk up to her, looking straight in her eyes to see if there was more to her than just a Marine. The eyes are always the window to a person’s soul and no matter how hard a person hides who they are, the eyes shows who they truly are inside.
Tashaonda stood there as she spoke to her. “At ease, Captain, and welcome aboard. Any questions or comments before you start your duties?”, she said with her usual thick Jamaican ascent.
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Post by Major Lara Croft on Nov 20, 2006 21:34:07 GMT -5
As the Captain tells her at ease, she goes to Parade Rest. As the Capatain approaches, she knows she is being sized up, but is not insulted by it, but is expecting it, and nothing less. She listens to tha Captains statement intently.
None really ma'am, just thats it's a pleasure to serve on this fine ship. I hope that I can make a difference, and serve you well.
Her english accent is is pronouce as well, and finds it refreshing hearing another human voice after years with Bolians, Tellerites, Andorians, and Vulcans.
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Post by Commander Tashaonda Wilson on Nov 24, 2006 18:16:41 GMT -5
Tashaonda slightly smirks when Lara responded; saw of how well she stood up so far. “I expect nothing less from my crewmembers.”, she responded.
She has already looked into her service record and saw how well she was as a Marine. The ship needed one of the best marines that Starfleet has to offer. She always wanted the best crewmembers for her ship, nothing less than that. Of course, she may take one or two Cadets under her wing, in order to help them succeed. She always can tell which Cadets would go up in ranks quickly.
“If there is nothing else Captain, you are dismissed. I am sure you want to finish settling in. Be sure to let the next crewmember to come in on your way out.”, she replied to Croft.
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