[USS Chimera] SD 240907.21 | Arrival Log | BGen. Richard Sharpe

=/\= Transport ‘Eleanor’ – En route to Starbase Unity =/\=

 

Richard found himself admiring, not for the first time, his new SSF uniform in the full length mirror his tiny stateroom afforded him. He was wearing a variant of the command uniform, specifically for flag ranked marine officers. Instead of the usual red shoulders, his had dark grey, as would all ‘Elite’ marine officers. On his left breast were his new insignia, specifically launched for the ‘Elite’ marine officers, who completed the SSF Special Marine Operations Training. Personally, Richard thought it was a bit of a farce, but he really liked the new rank insignia.

 

He caught himself running his finger over the three pips and the Starfleet chevron that made up his rank insignia. It was not all that different to the ancient United Kingdom army rank style, presumably where the designer got his inspiration, and the pips were almost identical to their pips, if not slightly smaller. Being from England, Richard had a certain affinity with the styling. He could even stand to be in this pyjama styled uniform.

 

There was a tap at the door, and Harper poked his head around the doorframe, wearing his own variation of the new SSF uniform, designed for enlisted personnel. He had the marine green shoulders of the tactical uniform, but wasn’t wearing any of the combat webbing that came with the outfit. As Sergeant Major of the MEF, he would probably not need to wear it unless he was with Richard, as Richard invariably found himself leading from the front.

 

“You admiring your fancy ass again?” Harper sighed.

 

“Hush you.” Richard said.

 

“Oh come on, you know you look like a berk, no matter what you wear.” Harper smirked.

 

“Hey, enough of that from you. You look like a trained chimp in your uniform.” Richard quipped.

 

Harper made a couple of monkey noises and laughed. “Pilot says we’re approaching the starbase.”

 

“Alright, I’ll be out in a moment.” Richard said, straightening his uniform out again.

 

“For christsake Richard, you look fine!” Harper said, sighing.

 

“I want to make a good impression on my new posting, is that alright with you?” Richard snapped.

 

“Yes sir!” Harper said, and stepped out of the room.

 

Truth be told, Richard was looking forward to reuniting with Chloe on Unity. 6 weeks at the SSF Academy to freshen up and take the Special Marine Ops course to gain his ‘elite’ status had made him miss his love. He yearned to hold her in his arms again. However, he had to meet with someone called Shane Guzman, who was the Task Force Commander. There was always anticipation in meeting a new flag officer type, whether they’d be uptight assholes or down to earth types.

 

“General Sharpe, we have arrived at Starbase Unity.” The pilot said over the PA.

 

Picking up his duffle bag, Richard made his way out of the craft. His personal effects, in storage crates on board, would be beamed to his new quarters. What this station’s security sensors would make of his very large arsenal of personal 20^th & 21^st century guns, he had no idea. As he stepped over the threshold of the transport, he thought “Onto new adventures and new beginnings.”

 

=/\= End Log =/\=

 

OOC: Tag to the Guz-man!

 

Brig. General Richard Sharpe

Marine Expeditionary Force Commander

1^st Task Force

USS Chimera