"Colin Fitzgerald, your servant, sir," Colin greeted him, shaking the hand warmly and firmly.
Jared laughed. "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Fitzgerald, but there is no reason to refer to yourself as 'servant.' I have never been big on formalities. Just consider me an average passenger on board."
"And please allow me to present Lt Commander Kimberly Wells, a most prodigiously talented chief engineer." Was that a hint of a blush he saw on Kim's cheeks?
"Welcome, Admiral," she said simply, not even sparing a sidelong glance for Colin with which to wilt him.
Considering Ms. Wells' response, Jared had a feeling that she was not one well known for blushing. "Thank you. And it is a pleasure to meet you as well. Considering how quickly the Centurian arrived, I am sure that your CO's compliment is well earned." He turned back to Colin to see what he had planned for next.
"We'll have your gear transferred to your quarters, sir," Colin continued. "With your permission, I could give you a brief tour of the ship, and then escort you to your quarters?"
"Well, I must admit that this is the first time that I have ever been aboard this class of ship. I would love a tour if you really have the time."
"I do, indeed," he said, stepping aside so that the Admiral could preceed him through the door.
A few moments later, the Captain's combadge chirped.
"Bridge to Captain. Sir, the starbase has sent over the Admiral's things. We can make way at your command.", called the watch officer- LCMR Black.
"Thank you, Mr. Black. Please lay in a course for Spacedock, warp factor six."
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The tour was brief and, as Colin knew beforehand, the crew had put a bit of spit and polish on things so that the Centurion looked immaculate and trim.
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Presently, they made their way to Deck 3, and to sickbay. "And may I present my very dear friend, Father Dr. - or Dr. Father, if you prefer - John Finnegan, a right good ship's surgeon and a Franciscan priest. He pulls double duty as our ship's surgeon and chaplain."
The good Father/Dr. bore the introduction while finishing his inspection of a piece of equipment. He wore the starfleet uniform, but his footwear were the traditional leather sandals of his Franciscan order.
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