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Four Pips and a Bird

Posted on 08 Sep 2018 @ 12:04am by Colonel Bryan Accomack & Captain Gazelle Girabaldi

Mission: Prologue: The Third
Location: Colonel Accomack's Office
Timeline: MD 2, 11:00

Having just arrived at Starbase 611 an hour before, Gazelle had taken some time to figure out how to navigate the starbase before trying to find anyone. She'd visited a few starbases, of course, but all of her time in service had been spent on starships. Even the smallest of starbases would seem to be a sprawling metropolis after that. So she'd looked around a bit before consulting the computer on the location of Colonel Accomack's office. Locating it, she made her way there, taking her time and maintaining a casual pace. No one liked to see anyone in medical blue rushing around.

Upon reaching the door to the colonel's office, Gazelle rang the doorbell to request entry.

"Enter," he called, looking up from his computer and at the door to his makeshift office. He was surprised at the sound and chuckled to himself she'd even need to open the door manually as it were an "old fashioned" door in the makeshift bulkhead his support element had created in the cargo bay.

"I'd forgotten they rigged up a bell," he said, standing as he saw the rank of the woman entering.

"You must be Captain Girabaldi," he said, offering his hand to shake across his desk.

"Good guess." Gazelle grinned at him as she shut the door behind her and then shook his hand. "I know ringing the bell wasn't necessary, but since some engineer rigged it up we may as well use it, right?" She chuckled a bit, releasing his hand. She briefly considered telling him she preferred the title of doctor, but with her new position, she probably had to get used to using her rank instead. "You must be Colonel Accomack."

"I am," he said, "please why don't you sit down?" he asked. "Can I get you anything?"

"I don't need anything, but thank you." Gazelle did, however, sit down. "They didn't tell me much about what we're supposed to be doing, other than I'm heading up a medical detachment that's going with you."

"All I can say for now is that we are going into the Delta Quadrant. The region has had an increase in operational tempo and tensions with some of the governments. I don't know what we will be doing when we get there but I'm scheduled to meet with Admiral Drake, the former CO of the theater, so I imagine I'll know more in a couple of days."

"I see. Well, I'll just try to be ready for anything." Unfazed by such a vague mission description, Gazelle just shrugged. She'd heard mission briefs that were even less enlightening.

"That's my plan for now as well," he said. "Though between the arrival of you and your detachment and the visit of Admiral Drake in a couple of days, I think it's fairly safe to say it won't be a mystery much longer."

"Fair enough. I can wait a few days to hear what our mission profile is supposed to be. In the meantime, I have several dossiers to look over and consider for the medical detachment, so I'll be plenty busy." That was no joke. Apparently, this opportunity had been a popular one in medical circles, and Gazelle hadn't been the only doctor interested.

"I'm sure you have plenty to do," he said, without a doubt in his mind. "If you need any assistance getting settled aboard the station until we move out the man to speak with is Major Braxton the acting Executive Officer," he told her. "You might also want to reach out to Chief Warrant Officer Aaron Keller he runs the Corpsman attached to the MEU they've been with us for the past year a great detachment as he will be reporting to you now I'm sure he can fill you in on any unit personnel and concerns."

"I probably have more work than I even realize at this point, the detachment is quite a bit larger than a starship's medical department." There was a slight giddiness to Gazelle's response, like a child who'd just been promised a new toy. "I'll get it touch with Major Braxton if I need any help, and finding Chief Warrant Officer Keller was on my list anyhow. He'll have the insight I need to keep relations between us and your Marines working smoothly."

“That he will,” the colonel responded. “I’ll keep you up to date with info as I have it. And perhaps we can have an O6 lunch sometime.”

"Sounds fantastic. We'll have to work that out once our schedules are more concrete." Things were off to a good start so far, and Gazelle was even more upbeat and relaxed (if that were possible). "I'll let you get back to the work I'm sure they've piled up on you."

"I'm sure you have exactly an idea on how much work," the Colonel said, rising from his chair to shake the doctor's hand again. "Good to meet you, Captain."

 

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