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Shifting Responsibilities

Posted on Tuesday January 5th, 2021 @ 10:59pm by Captain Nilani Azulas & Lieutenant JG Dadora Jecia

Mission: Episode 1: Maelstrom
Location: Cargo Bay 1
Timeline: Day 2 at 1250

So, the Captain had spent the better part of her morning dealing with two disgruntled officers, who were disgruntled for very different reasons. One wanted to stay with the ship more than anything else in the universe, whilst the other had been prepared to make his getaway at warp speed if presented with an opportunity. One had got the result he had wanted, the other had been talked round (eventually) and given a chance to prove himself to her. Now the Trill was on to the next order of business; dealing with the actual state of the ship. For that, she had to track down the woman who had, to all intents and purposes, been the acting Chief of Operations.

Rising from her desk in the ready room, the Captain zipped up the final few centimeters of her undershirt zipper and pulled on her waistcoat, opting to leave her uniform jacket behind for now. It was her prerogative what to wear and when after all. "Computer," she spoke out loud as she zipped her waistcoat and replaced her commbadge on the left breast, "location of Lieutenant Dadora Jecia?" the Trill enquired.

Once the computer had reported that the Lieutenant was down in the cargo bays, the Captain swiftly departed her ready room and crossed the bridge, entering the turbo lift and directing it to her destination


"Tuesday... Tuesday... Tuesday?!" Lieutenant Jecia stared at the list of scheduled arrivals. That unfortunately meant that a lot of these repairs couldn't be completed until Tuesday. She should have known that something was amiss when that young ensign, Tara Levinson, fully embraced her after she had introduced herself. It seemed that Jecia had essentially assumed the role of acting Chief of Operations. Why? She was the highest ranking officer in the department until, guess when? Tuesday.

She continued to stroll through the cargo bay, taking inventory and notifying various departments to move pick up various equipment and begin installations. In fact, she was forced to coordinate with the yard engineers to rearrange some of their refit schedule. Essentially, if any replacement parts were scheduled to arrive on Tuesday, they were remaining in place until Monday. Why? If you ever read about the Enterprise-B, you'd understand.

"DJ, those Heisenberg compensators for Transporter Rooms 2 and 3 are ready for transport," said the transporter chief.

Dadora nodded. "I'll notify Engineering, so they can get started. Bring them aboard and have them moved over to zone six," she stated. She then reached up and tapped her commbadge. "Jecia to Engineering. Order #7-7-Tau-Beta-5 has arrived. Please have a team pick up in Cargo Bay 1, Zone 6. Jecia out."

Captain Azulas had caught the tail end of the Lieutenant's request to engineering after entering through the large bay doors, and had stood, arms folded, watching the quiet efficiency of the woman. Once the communications channel had closed, the Trill stepped forward, a slight wave to catch the Ops officers attention.

"Hey there," Nilani smiled sheepishly as she stepped forward, "Lieutenant Jecia, is it?"

It did not take long at all for Dadora to recognize the woman that had just entered the Cargo Bay. Four pips was always a dead giveaway. Though the lack of her uniform jacket did cause the Halanan to do a bit of a double take. "Captain Azulas," she said greeting the Trill. "Yes ma'am. Lieutenant Dadora Jecia." Her stance stiffened a bit, though she felt it likely wasn't warranted, especially considering the captain's state of attire.

"Is there something I can do for you, ma'am?" she asked. Clearly, the captain was here for a reason. A status report could have just as easily been sent to her terminal.

"Oh, you know, just thought I would come and put a face to the name," Nilani smiled as she looked around the surprisingly full cargo bay. "I've heard a lot about you Lieutenant. It would appear you have been somewhat important to the refit teams in recent days," she tucked her hands away into the pockets of her trousers and looked back at the Ops Officer.

Dadora nodded slowly as the captain explained her presence, not that she needed to. Still, it seemed that word traveled fast, which was typical aboard a starship. "It's been more of a team effort than anything, Captain," Dadora said. "I'm just doing what I can to help us stay on track for our departure. It's the refit teams that are doing the heavy lifting."

"How are you settling in, Captain?" Dadora asked. It had just struck her that there could be some additional reason for the captain's visit. Her mind quickly tried to determine if there was additional maintenance that needed to be done in any of the areas the captain frequented.

"Oh, it's just like coming home so I'm not having any problems settling in thanks," the Trill smiled, leaning against one of the consoles and folding her arms across her chest. It seemed like the Ops officer was trying to suss the commanding officer out, and Nilani wasn't going to make it too easy for her. "The new Chief Engineer will be reporting aboard tomorrow. I'd appreciate it if you could liaise with them regarding any installations and repairs you think they might need to know about?"

"Yes, ma'am. Absolutely," Dadora chimed. "That won't be a problem at all." Of course, chances were it would be a problem. Some engineers had a vision: their vision and no one else's. Dadora was hoping that this particular engineer would be at least partially reasonable. There could easily be some repairs that she had temporarily postponed that the new CEO may not be pleased with. she'd certainly hear about it tomorrow if that were the case.

"That's... Lieutenant Matero, right?" Dadora asked. She had briefly reviewed the roster of officers scheduled to arrive tomorrow. Department heads certainly stood out. "I'll keep an eye out for him."

Dadora stood there, weighing if there was anything more that she should say. Of course, she'd never been one to play it safe, and so she spoke her mind. "You're not what I expected," she said to the captain. "At least, not from what I've seen so far." Her words were cryptic, but she surmised the captain knew what she was referring to. Typically, when people made admiral, it stuck or they retired. Not many bounced back to the captain's chair.

"Probably the biggest compliment you could pay me," Nilani smirked as she loosened up a bit. The more she saw of this impressive young woman, the more she felt certain about her choice. "Listen, you're a smart woman and you know I've got an agenda of some sort, so how about I just come out and say it? You're smashing it right now. You're getting things done and I need that sort of dedication to the job if this crew is going to succeed on our new mission. Soooo..." she trailed off and smirked a little, "how would you like to come up to the bridge full time and be my new Chief of Operations?"

Dadora's eyes widened at the offer. Of all the things she had been expecting, it certainly wasn't that. "Chief of Operations? Me?" she repeated, trying to be certain that she'd heard the captain correctly. It hadn't been her designated assignment when she had got this posting, but who was going to argue with the Captain about who she wanted on her senior staff?

The Halanan began to nod slowly as she finally accepted. "Yes, ma'am," she finally said. "I would love the opportunity. Thank you, Captain." Dadora offered the captain her hand to shake. Lieutenant Jecia was determined to make good on the faith the captain apparently had in her by offering her the position of Chief of Operations.

"And I'll make sure the Bridge is squared away by the end of the day," the Halanan added with a smile.

"Relax," the Captain smiled, gently slapping her new colleague on the shoulder, "the bridge is fine. Do whatever you need to do elsewhere to make sure this old girl of mine is ready to go to work by end of play, one week from now," the Captain requested as she started to make for the door. "Oh!" she then stopped in her tracks suddenly and did an about face. "If you have any problems with quartermasters, threaten them with me. I may not be an Admiral anymore, but my name should still carry some weight," she winked before setting off again. "Congratulations!" she called back with a wave, disappearing out of sight at last.

"Aye, Captain," Dadora said to the captain as the woman took her leg. She paused for a moment, hardly afraid of the challenge. One week.

"Excuse me, Lieutenant," came the transporter chief's voice. "The containers of deuterium ordered is ready for transport."

Jecia nodded. "Bring it aboard," she said. Her attention returned to the padd in her hand as she sifted through to identify the proper team to pick up the containers.

Hopefully the team would arrive before Tuesday...


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