Dean Braxton "
By: Kelly Forrester, Assistant Chief Operations Officer, [RNPC]
Dean Braston, Marine Fighter Pilot, [NPC]

Stardate: 58204.27 0900

Ensign Forrester watched as Dean Braxton materialized on the transporter pad. She let him have a moment to gain his composure and then approached him. She held out her hand to greet him, "Welcome aboard Second Lieutenant Dean Braxton."

Dean put his bag down. "Thank you, ma'am."

"Do you have your orders?" asked Forrester.

"Yes, right here." Dean handed the PADD to her.

Forrester took the PADD from Braxton and looked it over. "Everything seems to be in order....A fly-boy?" she said asked with a wink of an eye and a smile.

"Yes ma'am, best there is," Dean said,

She placed the PADD under her arm and handed Braxton a new PADD.

"You have a physical scheduled with Dr. Dane on deck at at this morning...deck 8. The information is on your PADD, after which you should report to the MXO.

"The marine barracks are on deck 11, aft section, would you like me to show you the way?" she asked.

Dean shook his head. "No thank you. I need to find my way around the ship sometime, and what better time than now," he answered as he left the transporter room.

Ensign Forrester smiled as she watched the marine head off.

He walked down the corridor and into the turbolift. "Deck 11," he said. The computer beeped in compliance and descended.

Upon arrival to Deck 11, the doors slid open and Dean walked out. A little down the hallway, he found the door for the Marine quarters, and walked in. No one was in there, but he put his stuff down on a bed. After taking a second to look at his PADD with his orders, Dean walked out of the room to look for Sickbay.