<<Nothing particulary special, a stepping stone for a log ive got going with Tag...which he should be sending soon!>> == /\ ODA Commanders Office /\ === Jack sat back enjoying himself a cheeky romulan ale in his office. The stuff was highly illegal but an old trait that Jack had discovered from James Finn back when he was a security chief was to check under all the draws, and usually...just usually you'll find a bottle of Romulan ale, apparently it was the drink of choice for this profession. You had to restock the bottle once you were done with it though, which was always difficult given then nature of romulan ale, you couldn't just 'replicate' a bottle, it wasn't allowed. Not to mention the fact that you'd be sacrificing huge quantities of the taste. Sipping another mouthful down, his feet up on the table and his eyes reading over a training plan that Garry Williams and Lance Corporal Cortez had submitted for him earlier this afternoon. Walsh had given them the option of a mountain trek with a 'reasonable' amount of weight on their backs or a gritty war torn battle front. He relished in the fact that if they had selected the battle front he would have given them all the day off, but as he suspected they took the easier option of the two, and subsequently they'd be spending the whole afternoon clambering about the holodeck with a hefty amount of bricks strapped to their backs. Throwing the PADD down onto the desk he picked up another one, and although surprised at the immediacy of the appointment he wasn't surprised at all by its arrival on his desk. Garry Williams was being bumped back down to ODA Ops Spec and they were sending over a fresh officer to fill the Assistant Commanders position. Jack grinned at the prospect of a new second lieutenant and was eager to see what this guy could do, reading through the mans file though he made a note to talk to him about a few issues when he did arrive. The General had sent Jack a memo to inform Garry Williams that he was no longer the Assistant Commander, which he was sure Williams would be waiting for, but then again he was sure that Williams thought he might have time to prove himself and maybe earn a field commission to the officer ranks so as to hold the position. Walsh guessed that nobody was comfortable with a Petty Officer giving orders to rising officers, but it wasn't his place to question things now. He was but a Major. His thoughts soon drifted towards the bar fight on the station earlier that week. He'd avoided Bragg since then, in case anyone recognised him. He felt slightly relieved as the General hadn't hauled him upto his Office, put two bars back on his collar and demoted him to Operations Specialist himself. He was surprised that it hadn't happened now, he had always assumed that Keylor would find out, he didn't know what was worse, the General knowing and kicking his ass or the General knowing and sitting on it. You never know when these things come back to bite you in the ass. Sipping more Ale he screwed up the bottle tight and slipped it into the secret compartment in the desk closed it up and placed the glass in the replicator to be disposed of. Catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror he muttered to himself just how attractive he was. Agreed. Running his fingers through his hair he made his way out of his office and saw that the ODA Personnel were working away as usual. When not deployed in the field they were obviously assigned to ship security, and you can imagine the need for a tight security presence on a Special Forces ship. Unauthorized personnel couldn't just be allowed to wonder into secure areas. But also, he found that because this wasn't a Civilian ship, such as a Sovereign Class ship there wasn't really any pesky kids wondering into Engineering by 'accident'. If you're caught somewhere you shouldn't be on this ship you be damn sure that Walsh was going to get to the bottom of why you were. "I'll be in the mess if anyone needs me" Jack ordered. "And schedule a meeting between Williams and I when his trainings over." he added. "Oh and, check the incoming transports there's a new officer on their way. Talk to ops and get his quarters set up, then schedule a meeting between he and I for the very hour he arrives." Walsh finished as he stepped out of the offices. ==== Major Jack Walsh ODA Commander USS Chimera, SSF