MD #002: Interesting Subordinates
Interesting Subordinates
Summary: An engineer and a deckie meet, 'advice' is given.
Date: 10/04/17
Related Logs: The Explosive Enemy Within
Toby Henry 
Hangar Bay - Deck 3 - Battlestar Orion
Each hangar deck is divided into five one-hundred yard sections, each divided from the others by massive blast doors that close vertically from the floor and overhead. Each hangar section houses all of the Vipers, Raptors, and Predators that the wing operates as well as the vital work areas to support and maintain these fighting platforms. Each bay is large enough to accommodate one of these frames and still get heavy work done, though the fore- and aft-most sections are dedicated to overhauls and major work to be done. The bays along the center section are located across from launch tubes and elevators in order to provide scramble and Alert-Five capabilities. The second-to-aft bay provides major elevator and transport access to the starboard bay as well as the major manufacturing facility. Above each bay and within are a trio of small red firefighting balls that will explode on too much heat being exposed. Due to the nature of the work, the hangar decks are major hubs of activity at all hours of the day and all but four hours overnight.
MD #002

It's the morning after the explosive start to Orion's new war, and while there are still a few marines dotted about the bay, the main body of crew in repair teams from deck and engineering. Immediate damage control work ended hours ago, the MPs and medics are long gone, and so now it's the long slog of washdown and repair. While identifiable bodyparts, and unidentifiable chunks have all been collected and removed, there's still an lot of blood on the deck, the walls, and on the pipework. Toby might be a returning vet, but he's still a lowly Crewman, and so he's found himself armed with a low pressure hose and a scrubbing brush to clean what he can. Better than washing vomit out of the back of raptors? Maybe, maybe not. Having cleared a small section of deck he's now about to start on the adjacent wall, a workplan that allows him to give his knees a break once in a while, given he's not as young as he used to be.

For his part, Henry is fresh compared to Toby. Sure, the Engineering Captain has been on the Orion for about a year now solidly, but before they he was bouncing from Battlestar to Battlestar to help handle technical issues and shakedowns from the new technology. The Engineer eventually pops up to Deck 3 and to the Hangar bay as his watch starts, since the majority of his crew are dealing with the aftermath still. Two hands are kept in his uniform pockets as he steps over and starts to evaluate the work done. His eyes go to one of his enlisted, "Sitrep, crewman." It isn't a snap, but Henry definitely has the whole authority thing going while on duty, and his pronounced Leonis accent is easily picked out.. Eventually, his eyes drift over the rest of the crew, eventually settling on Toby.

Toby has set himself a steady pace, one he can keep up for a prolonged period of time, although even with that, he still has a need fora break every now and again. Eyeing the amount of splatter on and around the ducts and pipes he makes the call that it's coffee time now, rather than after that section of wall. Coiling the hose so it's out of the way he heads over towards the deck office where the caffeine is to be found, stripping off the bloodied gloves as he does so and replacing them with much cleaner black ones from his pocket. Noting the engineer he gives the man a polite nod of acknowledgement in respect of his rank as he passes, then pauses slightly and turns back, he's on a break after all, so why the frak not. "Your lads going to be with us all day?" he asks in heavily accented Standard, "we're mostly on cleanup at the moment, until we get new deckplates fabricated."

"Chief says to square it away for the 'training exercises', so we're squaring it away. We'll be here as long as we need to be to make that work." Henry looks over what's there as the crewman grabs a clipboard and hands it over to Henry, who reviews it. "Based on this, probably half a day. We have double check of the nuts before I can sign off on getting back to regular duty." Henry looks back to Toby, "If I didn't know better, I'd say you didn't like us up here." A bit of dry humor, but he's on duty.

"Only officers we generally have to deal with here are the fly-boys and girls," Toby replies conversationally, "we're not usually popular enough for guest to stop by. Your lot though, they go to work in coveralls, just like we do, so I guess you can stay, for a little while." He keeps his tone light, trying to make it clear to the younger man that he's not being serious. "Beware of our Chief though," he warns, in something that actually approximates a serious expression, "she's very possessive of her domain. Might not have fancy gold pips like yours, but she's a terror if she sees something she doesn't like, or work done not to her standard." Just how he got through that with a straight face he'll perhaps never know, but he makes it, even adds a solumn nod to the end for extra flavour.

If the man understood the humor or not is up in the air. Henry just looks on in a curious manner as Toby goes on. "I see." Neutral tone, coming up! "And what, pray tell, are her standards?" Henry inquires as he hands the clipboard back to the crewman. "As you were."

"Exacting," Toby replies with a slow nod, "but I'm sure your lads'll be fine, they seem to be surviving her wrath well enough so far." He lowers his voice almost conspiratorially, "reckon she'd been nice to the ones who were here when it happened though, even she recognises that had to be traumatic, she’s not a monster you know."

"I see." Henry continues in that neutral tone, his hands going behind his back as he watches Toby. "What would *you* call her?"

"Ooo," Toby replies with a faint smile, "good question. Me? Well, if I'm in trouble, or I want something, then I call her Chief, all respectful like. If things were more relaxed, then I generally get away with Callaghan, but only I think cos we knew each other during the war. You want a quick and sure-fire way of never having kids then call her sweetie, although I don't think they ever did find the remains of the one who tried Dollface."

"Doesn't like complimentary names, check. Likes to kick people, check. Has… very interesting subordinates, check." Henry gives the last one with a decidedly less curious and more neutral tone once more. "I was on leonis during the war, but hearing there were others out there made things have a bit more hope for us down on the ground. So, thank you for that." Henry gives the compliment as he inspects what's left to do, before picking up a hose and getting to work himself alongside the rest of the crew.

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