<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/db/27/f3/db27f3ef3b9b0a1c647a2824eb9e95a3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alexander Cole<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March 11th, 9:30am GMT<br/><strong>Location:</strong>the Odyssey's docking bay<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Meeting folk!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Any (esp. Officers) - open<br/><hr/><br/>Alex just nodded when informed of the Captain's whereabouts,-- still on the shuttle, taking care of something that had popped up at the last minute? It was too early to really draw any kind of conclusions from that, for all that the Legionnaire very much wanted a chance to get his own feel for the woman whom he only knew about second-hand. If nothing else, meeting Petra was a good follow-up in terms of people that he needed to get the measure of, given that she was basically in charge of the Norça presence aboard the Odyssey.<br/><br/>"A demonstration could be interesting, I had some thoughts along... similar lines.." Alex noted, effectively brushing off the 'apologizing' comment. If Petra wanted to move right along to weighty matters that spoke well of her and he could follow suit. "Our mission parameters are fluid enough, and the places where I'm expecting us to be sent enough of an unknown-unknown, that I think it'll do the Odyssey's crew well to set up some rudimentary training. Just to establish shared expectations if nothing else. I imagine I could have your support for that?"<br/><br/>Jordan choose that point to go ahead and butt in, adding, "Mine as well, for what its worth, though we'll need to go through some of your assumptions with regard to this training."<br/><br/>"I'll admit," Alex said, a tiny bit of humor in his head. "Most of my mental landscape for this is... well, abbreviated boot camp.. but I've been military since I was in diapers."<br/><br/>"Proteus has some Literature on this sort of thing," Jordan noted. "What about the Nihonjin contingent, Sybil? You think they'll be up for this kind of training? I understand they're probably the most civilian contingent."<br/><br/>While the conversation shifted off in that direction, Alexander took notice of the Ministry Official that had gotten off the ship just a bit behind Petra. He wasn't, immediately, sure who exactly this was...? The Ministry had sent some paperwork about who they were sending,<em>eventually</em>, but he hadn't really gotten a chance to digest it all. Once acknowledged, though, the telepath pressed forward and introduced himself and explained who exactly he was.<br/><br/>The Communication Specialist-- Alexander remembered now,-<br/><br/>Some experience during the Invasion of Chrome Prime.<br/><br/>"Welcome aboard, Pree," Alex noted. "Good to have you. I'm glad that the Ministry sent us someone of your caliber for this mission. As for instructions? That'll have to wait for the captain,--"<br/><br/>---well,-<br/><br/>Speak of the Devil.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/f/ff/Elizabeth_Monroe.jpg/600px-Elizabeth_Monroe.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Ashley Meghan Harris" (RN: Elizabeth Monroe) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339078.msg16080660#msg16080660)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March 11th, 9:13am GMT<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On a shuttle approaching the Odyssey<br/><strong>Content:</strong>First Approach to the Ship<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Any aboard the shuttle - open<br/><hr/><br/>Captain Ashley Harris-- Elizabeth,- looked ever so slightly distracted as she made her way off the shuttle...<br/><br/>...though not so distracted that she didn't take notice of the small gathering of Officers taking shape around what looked like an impromptu food-cart. Petra, Tyrone, the Legionnaire that was serving as her second, the Leviathan's Pilot whom she'd already had the pleasure of meeting, and, well, someone whom she didn't recognize off-handedly. A few other people, already having taken their lead of the Shuttle, were scattered here and there about the flight deck--<br/><br/>--and, most likely, crew about various tasks as well.<br/><br/>"Captain."<br/><br/>The voice was crisp and strict, belonging to old bitten Legionnaire that had obviously been waiting for her. Elizabeth greeted that sentiment with a slight nod, gathering her attention back and giving some of it to this man that was so close to her in the chain of command. Someone whom she'd have to get along with.<br/><br/>"Alexander Cole. I was hoping to run into you," she said, sparing him a small smile.<br/><br/>He just nodded, "I'd wanted to have a sit down with you, once you were aboard, as well, Ma'am."<br/><br/>She had a vague feeling that her first thought of a reply, 'sorry to keep you waiting,' was perhaps not the best foot to get off on. There was nothing optional about her little delay, either, so it wasn't like she'd been the last off the ship for no reason or actively avoiding this particular confrontation. "Mmhmm, probably for the best, I have a few things to go over with you. So, if I might ask?"<br/><br/>"...the food cart..?" Alexander asks, grinning a bit.<br/><br/>Elizabeth just nods.<br/><br/>"Allow me to introduce Ms. Sybil, she's on our hydroponics team and has been sharing some of her fine produce with the various Officer Core," Alex notes, seeming amused and proud when he does so. "She's with the Nihonjin Contingent. I'll tell you right now, it's some fairly quality stuff, she and her people have really outdone themselves."<br/><br/>The Captain raises a brow, moving over toward Sybil and basically miming-- 'well, hit me with something,-' knowing full well just how important "eating" was going to be for their expedition.