===Captains ready room=== Having finished glazing his pitcher and setting both Athena's and his creation in the kiln, Keylor had decided to return to the ship for a check-up on how things were progressing for 1LT Acherons exercise, as well as catch up on some paperwork. Still in his civilian clothes and with the remnants of dry clay spotted about on his face, Keylor reviewed the latest reports, communications and personnel rosters sitting at his desk and sipping Bajoran Sweet wine. Keylor had been reviewing the new personal records in particular the new ODA commander . Even though Marine Captain Walsh was listed as a marine, he had started out in star fleet. This interested Keylor because to him, he could not understand why any one would start in Starfleet and then transfer to marines. The marines were the hard core component of the federation. First in and last out, they always seemed to draw the lousy job that fleet did not want. So for some one to move form the cushy fleet to the grungy marine was some thing he had a hard time to understand. Knowing that 1LT Acheson had suggested that the oda perform some intruder drills for the exercise, he figured he would have a quick chat with Walsh to measure him up and gage him before the exercises begun. Keylor pressed on the communications panel on his desk and called out. Colonel Bretam to Captain Walsh" "Go Ahead Sir" Jack gave the acknowledgement. "Captain, Report to my Readyroom, Post haste" the channel closed. Jack had received the Call to the Captains readyroom and encountered an old acquaintance on the way upto meet the Colonel. Something he wasn't particularly looking forward to to be perfectly honest. Marines tend to act a Certain way around marines according to Jacks observations. If he was heading up there in a Blue Collar fresh out of Starfleet Academy with all the hopes and aspirations in the universe he was reasonably sure that the Colonel would be slightly easier to the Fleet Officer than he would be to the Marine Captain in his presence. Crap knows Crap he guessed. Also, It wasn't like he was your typical marine, he'd lived on both sides of the line, Starfleet and the Corps, it wasn't like he could just forget the life he had before he'd gone back to Quantico, but it wasn't like he could forget the time he'd spent at Quantico. Reaching the Colonels ready room he pressed the chime and entered as per the request of the Commanding Officers orders. Once he was in he saw the Colonel, a Bajoran man sitting behind the desk. "You Requested to see me, Sir!" he raised his voice slightly on the 'sir' in the way that most marines do when they want to kiss some ass to a superior, it was something that Jack hated more than anything but to be honest he didn't really want to make an enemy of the Commanding Officer quite so early in the game, considering he was likely to make enemies of a lot of people on this ship, well it was always the way. Keylor took a final sip of his wine and set the glass down on the desk. He then looked up at Jack, "Aye I thought that was obvious with my request." he smiled a bit. Keylor motioned to a chair on the opposite side of the desk. "Care to sit?" He asked. Keylor looked over the new marine trying to size him up a bit. with such a colourful service record and personal background, he was interested to see what made this man tick. "I wouldn't mind." Jack nodded as he slipped comfortably into the Chair facing the Captain, who obviously seemed to be enjoying a glass of wine at his desk. Keylor picked up a padd form the desk and acted like he was looking it over, he had no need, he had thoroughly read the record before summoning Jack. Still looking at the pad he asked, "So Captain you have fairly recently transferred in to the marines. Is there a particular reason you chose to join the marines, and not stay in the Starfleet branch?" He then looked at Jack for a response. "Well to be honest I could sit here and give you that crap about wanting to be the best I could possibly be, yadda yadda" he leant back slightly in the chair, wondering if he was already pushing his bounds with Bretam. "I'd pretty much had Enough of taking crap of people who really aren't qualified to give me crap..."he paused. "...the girls really love the green collar too". Keylor nodded, "Interesting." was the only reply. "Well captain, I see here you have held positions on many different ships. The Raven, the Resolution, even the Archer. Both the Raven and the Resolution you held engineering positions. But after spending some time on the Archer, as a guest, you took a position of Chief security officer. And there seems to be some gaps in your service record, time between assignments." he then gave more of a questioning look, "If you had trained in the academy for engineering, why bounce around so much? And why take on a security position when you could be a damn site more useful in engineering?" "Engineering's nice and all that but honestly, I'm out here to find someone I lost, I just ain't finding them in the Engine Room. Starfleet is pumping out Engineering dream boys left right and centre, all they'll do is retire 60 year old LtJG's without having achieved anything. I realised pretty quickly that I didn't want that. But to be honest once again, I'm pretty flaky at any given moment, Starfleet let me get away with so much, All I had to do was hole up on Risa with wine, women and the sun and they just weren't bothered. The Corps gave me some structure, and if I didn't adhere to it then, well I guess you know what can happen" "I'm a little surprised as to why I was assigned here though" he looked towards the Colonel with a questioning gaze. Keylor nodded, "Aye I am as well. Your record is not pristine. " he pointed to the pad, "There are several entries from your former CO on the raven. And your record does not shine from your other postings." he placed the padd down. "Serious gaps between assignments, constant notes about drunkeness... does not look good." The womanizing, the drinking the good times I can accept..." he gave a more serious look, "As long as it is in moderation and does not effect your work." Jack had to admire the guys honesty, "I don't actually drink anymore Colonel...well not that much anymore" Keylor then turned more serious. "As long as you do your job, follow orders and take care of business you wont have a problem with me." he then pointed at Jack and waggled his finger, "And beleive me when I say this, you don't want to get this salty old marine dog angry." "Aye Sir" Jack nodded in tune. Keylor leaned back in his chair and picked up another padd. After glancing at it, he tossed it to Jack. "this is a new assignment to the ship, Someone you might recognize from the USS Archer." Keylor waited for Jack to review the padd. Jack took the PADD and looked over it, Sonofa gun, It was Lieutenant Andersen Foster. An old face from the Archer, not that Walsh had actually had much interaction with the guy, but James didn't like him and that was good enough for Jack. "Foster, not exactly my best friend. What's it to me?" Keylor nodded like he already knew what Jack would say. "Well His original orders were to be assigned to the ODA. Though I really don't see the wisdom in that. At least you had servers as a security chief, you have a basic understanding of ships security and away team mission. But this guy, no matter how special they think he is up at command has been nothing more than an assistant operations officer. I personally see him as a liability on a oda mission. For the PROPHETS SAKE! He has not even been run through any SSF training. " Jack smirked slightly at the passion the Colonel showed in not wanting the man on the ODA Team, which was actually a shame as Jack had read Andys record before and a few notes that James Finn had made, along the lines of Foster eating Phaser fire for breakfast. Keylor paused and continued in a calmer manner, "Any way, I want him assigned to operations, were he will be more useful. I just wanted you to know because when he reports on ship, he will probably seek you out first. Did not want you to assume you have his 'super powers' to count on for away missions and such." "Thats fine sir, If he reports to me I'll direct him to where he should be going." Jack replied stone faced as he stood, assuming that was all. Keylor nodded. "Very well then. I will not keep you any longer form your preparations. Make sure you turn detailed evaluations of your exercises I am interested in seeing how everyone does." Jack nodded and then left the office. Keylor watched as Jack left. He wondered if Jacks wilder days were behind him, of if this one would be trouble for the word 'Engage'. As the door closed behind Jack, Keylor shrugged it off. He then stood himself and looked a the time. It had been long enough for the kiln to have done its job and the pottery would be cooling down now. Locking his workstation and securing the pads, Keylor headed back to the station. ===== MCapt Jack Walsh ODA Commander USS Chimera & Col Bretam Keylor Captain USS CHimera