<div class="floatright">(http://orig02.deviantart.net/e90c/f/2010/186/2/2/vulcan_by_webcomicfan.jpg)</div><hr/>Name: CDR McFadden<br/>Location: Starbase One > Captain Tehrn's Quarters<br/><br/>Condition: Healthy (No Stress, No Injuries)<br/>Attributes: Control 10 | Daring 11 | Fitness 10 | Insight 8 | Presence 8 | Reason 9<br/>Disciplines: Command 4 | Conn 3 | Engineering 2 | Medicine 1 | Science 1 | Security 5<br/><br/>Talents: Vulcan, Martial Arts, Mean Right Hook, Starship Expert, Supervisor<br/>Equipment: Type 2 Phaser, Uniform, Tricorder, Communicator<br/>Notes: N/A<br/><hr/><br/>"It looks good on you, I'm pleased to see you were approved." Captain Terh said with a nod and hint of pride in his voice as he looked to his guest's uniformed chest. There upon the breast of the recently promoted Commander Johnathan McFadden's dress uniform, sat his newly pinned Latinum Star. "And now Executive Officer no less, they should have given you a command but at least you will be under an able Captain."<br/><br/>"Indeed!" Offered another guest in the room, Captain Sylla commented "He was on the Lexington and survived. It is said he is rather capable." Along with the two Andorian officers were a young junior attache, Human, and a Vulcan Commander.<br/><br/>"The Latinum Star..." Captain Sylla continued, "the Captain is right of course, it indeed looks very nice indeed" a tone to her words and quirk of her mouth might have made one wonder if she was purposely teasing.  As she spoke, the attache set out several small glasses, on Terh's desk, before then retrieving a carafe, and pouring a blue, glowing liquid from inside. He poured for McFadden first, then Terh, Sylla, the other Vulcan, and finally himself. He set the carafe down as Captain Terh first raised his serving of Andorian ale.<br/><br/>"To our new Commander and, " he paused looking to McFadden "a trusted friend. We wish you the best of luck aboard your new ship."<br/><br/>"Here, here" spoke several voices before all but one of the assembled officers drank. Then turning to the other Vulcan in the room, T'pok, the Captain asked rhetorically. "Not even for such an occassion? Hmmph." he chuckled and turned to McFadden. "I have one more gift before you leave us. " He announced as he began refilling empty glasses, while the Lieutenant attache reached into a drawer and set a rectangular box on the table, before his Captain.<br/><br/>Captain Terh opened the box, lid flipping up and outward towards McFadden. "In our time together, I have watched you closely, and can honestly say that I would wish you at my side in the face of any danger. I believe I have witnessed you assist more Klingon to find their way to Stovokor, with your bare hands, than most ships have managed with all of their weaponry. This said, I shudder to think how you might do with this." The Captain withdrew a small satin wrapped package, placed it on the desk, and ceremoniously unfolded the satin. McFadden watched quietly, and the other Vulcan's eyes, as well as the two Andorians all widened slightly as they saw an<em>ushaan-tor </em>.<br/><br/>Originally a miner's blade of Andorian origin, the utility tool had over time become the weapon of honor duels. "Be careful not to lop open any subordinates with that. I believe Starfleet would frown upon that. And of course I would have to answer as to how a pink skinned Vulcan came across the blade. As the Captain and others laughed, another toast was given, and all Andorian eyes turned and quietly stared at Commander T'pok. Getting the hint after a moment, the Commander lifted his glass as well and joined in this time. McFadden, was fortunately far too disciplined to smile, not however by much.<br/>