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Post by The Corellian Navy on Oct 6, 2009 15:25:48 GMT -5
The Admiral allows time for Masako to retake his place in front of the Thruvarans and for the applause to die down.
"The time has come for formal transfer of command to the captain of the CNS Faustus," the Admiral motions for a different orderly to hand him a datapad. "Captain Aralee'Galor, please step forward to receive the ship's commission directive."
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Aralee Galor
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Corellian Navy, Captain of 'Faustus'
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Post by Aralee Galor on Oct 6, 2009 15:35:10 GMT -5
Aralee who thus far had been quietly viewing the Ceremony with an edge of expectant excitement - something evident only in the small twitches of her lekku once in a while, is rather pleased to have come to this point in Corellian Tradition. What Captain wouldn't be?.
Moving from her place Aralee steps forward with precision at the Admirals request, stopping in front of the podium she salutes Pinkala and awaits his answering response.
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Post by The Corellian Navy on Oct 6, 2009 15:41:06 GMT -5
For what seems the hundredth time, the Admiral returns a salute, though he is mindful not to dampen the captain's obvious excitement and enthusiasm at receiving her new command.
Inspecting the datapad, he begins the commissioning directive:
"Captain Galor, I have it in command from the Diktat of the Five Worlds, to direct you to repair with all due speed on board the ship Faustus lying at berth on Tyrena station. It is required that no Time be lost in carrying the Ship into open space, taking on board her Armament, Ammunition, Water, Provisions & Stores of every kind -- completing what work is yet to be done shipping her Complement of Sailors and Marines, and preparing her in every respect for Sea ... It is the Diktat's express Orders, that you employ the most vigorous Exertions, to accomplish these several Objectives and to put your Ship as speedily as possible in a situation to sail at the shortest notice. Do you accept this responsibility?"
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Aralee Galor
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Corellian Navy, Captain of 'Faustus'
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Post by Aralee Galor on Oct 6, 2009 15:51:32 GMT -5
Aralee listens with intense attention to the details outlined by Admiral Pinkala, it was thrilling to receive such a directive not only as the fulfillment of many years work and ambition - but to hear them from a man she considers a personal Hero. Mentally she promised herself she would do everything in her power to ensure her command was one worthy of not only the ship and the people who had created her, but the crew who would serve with her.
"It is my greatest honor to accept these responsibilities with the intent to fulfill them to the highest standards Sir" She responded, relatively proud of herself as he voice betrayed nothing of either her nerves or excitement.
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Post by The Corellian Navy on Oct 6, 2009 15:55:37 GMT -5
"Then I hereby pronounce the CNS Faustus a commissioned ship of the Corellian Navy. May you command her with the best and noblest of values reflected in our tradition and in mindfulness of our future."
The Admiral cedes his place at the podium, to make room for Captain Galor to fulfill her new obligation.
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Aralee Galor
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Corellian Navy, Captain of 'Faustus'
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Post by Aralee Galor on Oct 6, 2009 16:33:39 GMT -5
Making her way to the Podium as Pinkala cedes it to her Aralee manages to let her gaze settle on Faustus for a few seconds before she turns to face the crowd. She wastes little time - aware that the occupants in the room have been awaiting the end of these ceremonies for quite some time and the crew especially will be eager to enter the ship which for all intents and purposes would become their home.
"As Captain of the Faustus I do hereby order the hoisting of the ensign"
Somewhere off to the side of the podium a member of the Corellian Navy inputs a code into a terminal and a screen - visible to the audience flickers briefly before scrolling lines of unreadable code begin to appear and after a few moments hold steady, as the words CNS Faustus followed by the hull designation SSNR-65.
"IFF code initiated and confirmed Captain, CNS Faustus registered as friendly" The Crewmen called out as the code held steady and Aralee having been looking at the screen itself turned back to the crowd.
"Then as Captain of a registered and recognized vessel of the Corellian Navy I shall hereby accept the commissioning pendant on her behalf" spoke the blue-skinned Twi-lek as an orderly moved forward, holding out a meticulously folded square of cloth. Accepting the cloth Aralee thanks the orderly.
"By accepting this flag I do assume command of the vessel CNS Faustus and in doing so command her crew to, man this ship and bring her to life!" Turning to a human male waiting nearby Aralee continues speaking. "As Executive Officer of the CNS Faustus I now order the first watch to be set and entered into the log."
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Post by Taaru Masako on Oct 6, 2009 18:26:24 GMT -5
In the corner of his eye, Taaru recognizes the XO of the Faustus, Commander O'hara, saluting the Captain and calling out the requisite orders.
"Crew of the Faustus. You have leave to board. We depart within the hour."
Finally, the crew settles into regular postures and adds their own applause. As sailors, all of them now have a home, and a mission, for the foreseeable future.
With the ceremonies concluded, they begin filing out, taking the route back to the Faustus, to begin prepping her for departure.
Masako confers quickly with his marine officers, then leaves them to carry out his orders, while he rejoins the group at the podium
"Quite some ceremony, no?"
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Post by Jet Almeara on Oct 6, 2009 18:37:38 GMT -5
Breathing a sigh of relief as the Ceremony concludes and she no longer has to preform social niceties under the watchful eyes of thousands of people Jet exchanges words with a few of the people filing off past her before turning to Taaru as he joins them once more.
"Quite" she agrees with a wry smile "And no one managed to embarrass you, you must be shocked" She concludes. Casting an eye out over the retreating crowd she glances back at him "Of course..they do still have to make it to the ship"
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Post by Avery Heartshorn on Oct 6, 2009 18:44:35 GMT -5
Avery was glad for this part to be over. She could feel her thoughts growing more melancholy by the minute and the interruption was probably a good idea. She stood from her seat and rubbed her shoulders for a brief moment, getting the blood flowing and the warmth spreading.
The crowd had began to clump and cluster, certain groups coming together to talk and measure up thoughts- but she wasn't interested in those groups. She was just interested in keeping her word to a certain someone.
She made her way through the people and came upon waves and waves of people in the same- or at least very similar uniform. She sighed a bit, looking for the familiar face- but finding nothing.
Avery rubbed her forehead with the tips of her hand and groaned.
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Post by The Thruvarans on Oct 6, 2009 21:48:21 GMT -5
Avery feels a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Why the long face? Setting too formal?"
As she turns, she finds Miko, beret tucked under his right shoulder strap, with a disarming grin.
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Post by Avery Heartshorn on Oct 6, 2009 21:53:29 GMT -5
She tensed up with the sudden touch and she looked over her shoulder. Damn him and those smiles. She turned, letting his hand slide across the back of her shoulders.
"It is pretty formal."
Smiling a bit, she crossed her arms in front of her.
"So what's the plan now?"
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Post by The Thruvarans on Oct 6, 2009 21:58:30 GMT -5
"Well...," he flicks his wrist up and checks his chrono.
"I'm not on bridge watch for another 5 hours, and all I had planned was to get sorted into my room and maybe start scoping out the ship's baffles for a good place to start a still. How about you?"
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Post by Avery Heartshorn on Oct 6, 2009 22:21:38 GMT -5
She nodded and then flicked up her own wrist, mimicking his actions to look at the imaginary device on her hand.
"Well... I don't have anything to do today and all I had planned was to get sorted in your room..."
She dropped her hand and smirked, tilting her head a little.
"You care if I follow you around for awhile?"
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Post by The Thruvarans on Oct 6, 2009 22:23:23 GMT -5
"Well, I've a busy schedule, but I think we can squeeze you in somewhere."
He presents her his arm.
"If you please..."
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Post by Avery Heartshorn on Oct 6, 2009 22:29:48 GMT -5
She threads her arm with his.
"I'm glad you could fit me in... Lead the way, oh Captain my Captain."
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