== /\ USS Chimera /\ ==== Jack once again put his foot through the door and prayed hard to whatever god that he worshiped, asking that nobody contact him again before he'd had a chance to settle down and get acquainted with everything that he pretty much needed to. Somebody had magnetised a PADD to his door demanding that he report in to the quartermaster as soon as possible, which Jack thought a little crazy as he found his quarters fine without the assistance of anyone. Throwing the PADD into the bulging sofa he looked around properly this time, pretty cushy set up, the usual mod cons etc etc. Taking a seat at the desk that the Special Forces had supplied for him, he wondered if it had any special abilities, I mean it had to do something special to get on this ship, like....vibrate. That'd be cool. After about 15 minutes of trying to get the thing to give its secrets away he turned his attention towards the Computer and logged himself in. Pulling up the ODA Roster he noticed that there had been a few transfers since the old guy had left. One....1Lt Acheson. Oh. Either way, he was going to have to address the holes in the roster, especially since they had training exercises coming up soon, he didn't want to be caught with his pants down, he expected that Acheson was just hoping he'd screw up and make him look good. It was pretty obvious to Jack that this unit had run smoothly before he arrived, the mission reports detailed how this crack team could do impossible things in a less than forgiving environment. It was going to be a task just to get the leadership change over going smooth enough, without having any punk officers in his face. He noticed that a lot of the group were from the corps, something which would no doubt serve him well in this situation. Marines tended not to answer back, where as Starfleet tended to be more encouraging of free thought and questioning your Commanding Officers every move. Well, that was how Jack had been when he was in Starfleet. "Colonel Bretam to Captain Walsh" Crap. "Go Ahead Sir" Jack gave the acknowledgement that he was indeed alive well and able to adhere to whatever abuse he may receive in the near future. "Captain, Report to my Readyroom, Post haste" the channel closed. Sonofa. "Jesus, Allah, Buddha! So much for the Quiet time!" Jack muttered heading out of his quarters and off into the corridor. He had no idea where a turbolift was, considering that he had never stepped foot on an Intrepid Class ship before, not had he intended to. Spotting a blonde haired Blue Collar he headed over and placed his hand on her shoulder. "Excuse me could you...." she turned around... "Well Well Well." Jack eased back with a slight grin on his face. "Look who just came crawling back." "Oh Please..."she looked at his Collar. "Captain? When did this happen? The Jack Walsh I know..--" "...and Loved, Literally." he interjected. she looked at him for a moment. "How did the Galaxy's Laziest officer end up a Marine?" "I'd Love to explain, but the big cheese has demanded my presence. Lets do dinner? Friday Night?" Jack said as he backed away into a now conveniently located Turbolift, the very thing he'd been looking for all along. Stephanie Camden, whoda thunk it. === MCaptain Jack Walsh ODA Commander USS Chimera <<OOC: JL Indy?>>