Personal Log, Stardate: 40812.0

Posted on 07 Jun 2020 @ 11:27pm by Lieutenant JG John Church

|| Personal Log, Lieutenant JG Church, Assistant Chief of Security, Federation Starship Boston ||

Paperwork. It’s been a few days, and, you know... I’d almost forgotten how much administration this position was going to entail. I called a general departmental meeting, of course - introduced myself, shook some hands, yadda yadda - but I’ve spent most of my time staring at a datapad.

On cue, John locks the interface of the datapad he was staring at and sets it down on his desk. Standing, he crosses the room to the LCARS interface set into the wall of his quarters.

As a result, there’s a bunch of crew members I’d still like to meet, even in my own department.

With a couple of taps on the interface, the lights turn on in the compact adjoining bathroom, and the shower system activates. He moves to the wardrobe and takes out an off-duty outfit, including jacket and boots, which he starts to lay out on the bed.

All in good time, I suppose. The general atmosphere aboard ship speaks of a fairly relaxed command style, but in the knowledge that everyone is capable, and could jump into action at a moments notice. Commendable, to say the least.

Pausing to look out at the stars - a noticeably different layout of stars to the one he’d grown accustomed to over the last two years - he turns from the bed and moves again towards the small en suite.

Regarding our current mission, an away team detail to the planet has been authorised to retrieve Lieutenant Commander Santori. The captain and first officer are both going down, and so naturally I volunteered. It was that or try to talk them out of going, and I’m not in a position to make waves just yet. Interestingly, a handful of the officers I’ve yet to meet are attached, which is a nice bonus.
Quick twenty minute adventure; in and out.

Computer, End Log