Engineering

[Captain Julius Delor]

finally entering engineering after conducting his own background checks and records maintaince glancing around side stepping several busy workers rebuilding what lookslike a plasma conduit. stopping a crewmen in mid run across engineering " whoa easy there coudl you direct me to your Chief seem to be having a hard time locating him what with all the excitement and what not" the crewmen speaks briefly pointing out the engineering office. Julius simply strolls over pressing his chime and waits patiently a PADD curled up under an arm.

[Chief Robert Lang]

Robert had sat down between jobs to eat lunch. His lunch consisted of three replicated carrots and milk. He was trying to keep up his energy for Risa. He looked over different trouble tickets for jobs when he heard the chime. He said "Enter' but is was barely legible because his mouth of full. He repeated it and the computer opened the door.

[Captain Julius Delor]

nodding walking thru the door the computer qued finally " Mr lang didn,t mean to disturd you in the middle of your meal reak but this is most fortunate well for me at least." takes a seat wherever hesthe captain his ship after all flopping in the second most comfortable chair he can find flipping the PADD into view. " you see starfleets cleared you for this little repair operation finally, if paperwork were half this slow on cardassia we woud have never gotten anything done at all" smirking to himself and handing over the PADD that contains his official duty clearances and codes for engineering resets . "I understand you wre on your way to risa for some needed leave in your terra forming efforts is that correct?"

[Chief Robert Lang]

He stood as he realized it was the Captain and set as he did. He took a big gulp and forced down what was in his mouth. "Yes sir," He took the codes with a confused look. "I have been 'dead heading " on different ships to get there. Gives me a chance to see if there's been anything new happening in my field, but I fully intend to finish what I started here before I leave. I would not leave the job half finished."

[Captain Julius Delor]

" Well then as captain of this ship it,s further my job to regretfully inform you those plans have been delayed we aarent scheduled anywhere close to the Risan system for at least another three years unless of oucourse we are suddenly placed under orders to relax and take it easy. Untill that time the Federation namely admiral Garrett has decided the Trevious needs a full time engineer one that would never leave a job half done. follow me to page three of that document will you ?" pointing to the PADD in his hands. "those are your official reassignment orders makred this stardate and roughly three hours ago. Congradulations on your new assignment looks like we can both expect many wonderful years of service out of you Lieutenant Lang" nodding to himself standing a bit to readjust his tunic wrinkling his nose some "always hated these uniforms so binding dont you think?

[LtJg Dr. Reeba Davenport]

She replies "Thank you Ma'am I shall do that

She shakes her, looks like they have no faith in the engineering crew she thinks as she taps her com again

"Dr. Reeba to Lt. Lang when you finish could you come to sickbay so I can check you for communicable diseases? I don't want to be in your at engineering sense you are Temporary"

Also Posted Sickbay

[Chief Robert Lang]

Robert nearly knocked over his glass of milk snatching the orders from the desk. His eyes quickly scanned the documents until the words 'Permanent reassignment" jumped off the page at him as if they were a live person person squeezing his throat. He drank down his milk as a man downing a shot of whiskey. He swallowed and let out a cleansing breath before he spoke. "I supposed protesting these orders would be futile?"

[Captain Julius Delor]

"as futlie as meeting a borg hell bent on rebuiiding a hivemind welcome aboard however "hearing the call for medical over hsi shoulder tapping his badge " Dr Davenport may as well make that a full work up Lt lang here will be staying on quite a bit longer than temporary will allow assure Lt lang has proper quarters for his stay the vip area nolonger seems approperiate Delor out" closing his badge channel looking back at Lang" look if I had it my way we would all be on Risa as stands at this very moment but I know as soon as we pull out of thi s dock with four out of five escort ships theres going to be hell to pay and theres a load of colonists already adrift over some lifeless world that could use your skill and knowledge as stands however base that may be I'll leave you to your tasks and if the ships fab can be of any assistance building your terraforming tools please make me aware of it at once" with that simply turning thru the double doors back into the main engineering floor.

[Chief Robert Lang]

He let out a sign as he watched him walk away. He gestured knocking over an imaginary king. "Check and mate" He murmured. He stood up out of his chair and tossed out his lunch. Suddenly he wasn't so hungry. He decided he'd better get himself to sickbay, no need to rush anymore work. Apparently, he had all the time in the world.

[Chief Robert Lang]

Robert didn't believe in the concept of 'down time'. He believed in the scientific law 'A body at rest tends to stay at rest." He found hi s tenure on Trevious fast paced at first. Now that he had literally revitalized his department he was bored. He found himself on more than one occasion doing complex calculations in his head. It was something he did as a child when boredom struck. He decided to spend time in his office to cool off from the balmy temperatures of the bridge. He kept his 'comm link' to the bridge open. Part of it was that he was the 'curious type' the other part was if they were doing something to 'his ship' he wanted to know. He heard the exchange between Rakalan and Tahlandi and thought. "Hiding things in my shuttle bay without tell me? How rude." He stood up and made his way to the 'oh so important place."