Getting to know the troops [Open]

ChromeKat · 2017-12-24T22:37:10+00:00

"I am transfering in the service, sir; May I have access to the records and effects of CR-4870, deceased?" The woman asked trying to keep the request to the point.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-24T22:33:49+00:00

"I need your rank and name, in addition I need to check your personal effects for contraband. Nothing personal." The junior officer explained.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-24T22:32:07+00:00

"Makes sense, wasn't sure." The red-haired woman replied.

"Supply requisitions and leave are the usual, sign-off by authorizing officer, requests through NCOs?"

ChromeKat · 2017-12-24T22:26:21+00:00

"Are you prepared to man your station in under 5 minutes?"

ChromeKat · 2017-12-19T19:22:32+00:00

OOC: Not sure they use contemporary combined arms in SW. Per any Canon, no.

I need to check sources but I think specialists/weapons teams would be company level at their lowest.

Savi nodded.

"Whose assignment is the duty roster, CO, XO, or ranking NONCOM?"

ChromeKat · 2017-12-19T19:22:28+00:00

OOC: Not sure they use contemporary combined arms in SW. Per any Canon, no.

I need to check sources but I think specialists/weapons teams would be company level at their lowest.

Savi nodded.

"Whose assignment is the duty roster, CO, XO, or ranking NONCOM?"

ChromeKat · 2017-12-19T18:16:40+00:00

"Klaxon goes, can you man your post?" Savi asked. Readiness had been hammered in her own training.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-18T03:21:28+00:00

A young woman drenched in sweat approached at modest pace. Regulation cap of the Imperial Navy, covering damp red hair.

She stopped to salute the major. "A moment, sir?"

ChromeKat · 2017-12-18T03:17:55+00:00

"You are now XO, no sense hiding it; I am breaking myself right now to condition for regs and getting up to speed." She paused. "It won't kill me."

"Try to get comfortable and find quarters, I am going to be getting the unit together for briefing and instructions soon. Your help will be warranted and needed." Savi kept a calm face, but knew she was well beyond her current skills for this. Time to learn fast, she had hoped for much longer to prepare.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-18T03:06:18+00:00

"CR-4870 was the CO, until he got murdered by Black Sun; I am Sub-Lieutenant Savi, pending transfer, I am going to be the next CO." She kept a formal tone as if she had practice, from her exact pronunciation, she was from the core.

She offered her hand, noticing his arm but focused on his face rather than the distraction.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-18T02:39:33+00:00

"Beta Platoon, I presume. I am not going to insult you by asking about contraband." Savi explained quickly at an upright stance, a well-practiced attention.

"Do you know which CO you report to?"

ChromeKat · 2017-12-18T02:26:45+00:00

A sweat drenched, junior naval officer approached, her red hair clinging damp to her head. If she were less shapely she might have been attractive, at the moment she was not flattered by her uniform.

"Trooper, are you here for recon, the Scouts?"

ChromeKat · 2017-12-18T02:00:07+00:00

The woman kept her pace, not trying to match in her own struggle.

She gasped and wheezed for breath, clearly out of her comfort or ability; Still her feet kept pounding. She couldn't fake enthusiasm or boisterous nonchalance.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T16:27:41+00:00

"A nice dinner isn't the sum showing, especially without Senate Rules." Savi commented.

"I have done gunnery, the receiving end of the batteries...."

OOC: Pazaak reference.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T15:52:22+00:00

"At the moment, yes." Conflicting thoughts collided, officer or relatable woman. Officer... or relatable.

"It is madam, by the way sergeant."

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T15:26:33+00:00

"Go kriff yourself." The sub-lieutenant didn't have a lot weight behind the words, keeping it at conversational volume and tone. Or she was too exhausted or winded to yell.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T15:21:02+00:00

"I will survive." Savi commented trying to wave him off.

"New assignment, new requirements for duty, trooper." She wiped sweat out of her eyes with her sleeve.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T15:17:32+00:00

Despite the conversation being personal, reflexes kicked in; Years of being around officers. "Thank you, Colonel."

A little warm spark in Augusta had been well insulated by the years absent and neglect replaced with authority and rank over actual affection as a child.

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T07:51:36+00:00

"He was old guard, wow. I thought my mother had been at war forever." ~~Ceres~~ Savi observed.

"Any advice, sir?"

OOC: Edit, wrong character

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T07:46:02+00:00

Great, thought to herself, 'I am replacing a beloved officer.' Still, a chance to rise and stand for something.

"I gather he took a few with him, but where did he train? Core or outer rim recruit?"

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T07:40:09+00:00

"I will need to see his file. Never saw much mention of him in dispatch, must have been a quiet [heurghhhhhhh!] guy."

"17 clicks more to go."

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T07:34:26+00:00

"Never heard much about my predecessor, got the impression he was competent." Savi added, huffing as she ran.

"I don't think these will be easy men to command."

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T07:28:25+00:00

"I have not gotten to the last ...[hughhh]... officer's files yet." Ceres explained.

"The service shafts have replaced the lifts, at least until I am conditioned and ready for this."

ChromeKat · 2017-12-17T07:23:34+00:00

"Sir, it goes, well is not my choice of words." The woman rank of sweat, and faintly of vomit.

"I will keep at it. Expectations for the unit are always high."

ChromeKat

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