the Burden of Command

Posted on Tue Oct 28th, 2008 @ 12:50pm by Commander Peter Brown

Mission: Dark Discoveries
Timeline: Right After"Tails of the Exective Officer

Peter was sitting at his Desk Looking at Personal Files his Uniform Jacket was off and Laying on the Sofa at the Corner of the the Office then he Heard the Chime.

"Come in" Said Peter

The Chief of the Boat walked through the door as it slid open for him. Standing before the other, he nodded and exhaled, "Do you mind if I ask you something? Well, it is help with something I mean."

Seeming to be quite exasperated, he looked to Executive Officer with quite an appearance of exhaustion, "Is there anything that you can do to assist me? I have a huge personnel problem."

Peter Looked up from Looking at the Computer Terminal he Stood up and walked to the Sofa he Motioned for the Chief to Sit Down.

"Okay, Now what is going on?" Said Peter

Raging Eagle exhaled, shaking his head as he took his seat, "You would not believe the way people fight and bicker on this vessel. How am I supposed to do my job effectively?"



Peter Smiled at Raging and he took a Breath as he Spoke

"there is one thing I have Learned, Crew Tempers are high and that its better with honey then with Salt as were all in a Small Space" Said Peter as he walked to the Replicator "Drink?" Asked Peter as he turned to the Cheif of the Boat
"its the life we lead being in a Position of Command if we couldn't take it we wouldn't be here right now, as with Command its an Thankless Job" Said Peter

Eagle looked up slowly and smirked, "That depends; what is it that you are drinking? I excepted being an enlisted commander would have a little more thanks than a commissioned officer. After all, the Starfleet documents all read things about having a great deal of respect and wisdom as Chief of the Boat. Then again, they also claimed I hit the glass ceiling in this job."



Peter Turned to Raging and Crossed his Arms and Looked across the Room
"I know, think being the Executive Officer was suppose to be an highlight of ones Life in Service in Starfleet, But still I got Problems as it Doesn't Matter if Your an Admiral or an Crewman when it comes to leadership they Respect the Position and Not the Man no matter how much you Try, or nether" Said Peter "Name your Poison"

"Well, its all synthehol anyways, so I suppose that I will have a bourbon if that is alright with you as it may be. Basically, I have some of the support crew bickering. Your right. They just don't respect me as an individual. Rather, they respect only the rank, so they may follow the commands, but never the man."

"Right away Chief, that's the Issue with it once you get into Command they Loose Respect" Said Peter

"And how do I regain respect?" he asked quickly in response.

"It takes Time, and Showing them your Not Different your the Same Person, In Command there is Pros and Cons and What you are willing to risk for the ship" Said Peter

The Master Chief Petty Officer laughed again, "And if I do not want those responsibilities any longer?"

"Your Stuck with it, and Plus we go no one else and were no were near Space Dock" Said Peter

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This has Been an Joint Post with the Following Officers

Lieutenant Commander Peter Brown
Exec.


Master Chief Petty Officer Raging Eagle
Chief of the Boat