Dr. Martin Aster Schrier, PhD
Martin jerked in his seat.
He was being called for the first landing on an alien ship? He supposed his specialty could easily suit the position, but to be the first to land...He couldn't wait! He swallowed back the excitement though, saluted the captain and first officer, then walked quickly out of bridge, managed to wait patiently down to the main hallway, then he rushed to his cabin and started scrambling about. The astro-recorder, where was the astrocorder?! The boarding parities were officially being called and he couldn't be late! Drawers were opened and closed, the closet was rifled through, no luck. He then started under his bed, scrambling through the boxes under there. His hand then rested on the civilian pistol he'd brought aboard.
He paused. From what he heard on the Bridge, the ship was most likely abandoned. However, they weren't sure what was causing that strange energy reading. Still, there was going to be two teams of marines. Everything should be fine if anything goes wrong...Though there was always the chance...He swallowed, drew away for a bit, then took up the gun and holstered it to his belt. Some tension immediately drained from his shoulders. If nothing else, he could now defend himself. However, he still couldn't do his job well if he didn't have that astrocorder...Oh, there it was! He pulled it out from further under the bed. That's right, he hadn't thought he'd be sent out so soon so he'd thought it safe to store it under here. Well in this case, he was glad to be wrong. He slipped the astrocorder's strap over his shoulder and placed it over the opposite hip from his gun. There, all ready. If they'd need air supplies, that would be provided. Oh, one more thing. He went to his desk, picked up a small box, and opened it up. Inside was a metal disc on a chain. One side showed a compass, though 'true north' didn't truly register on a ship. The other, an astrolabe. Then along the edges were etched swans in flight, carefully carved. He swallowed, then slipped it over his neck and placed it under the uniform. Likely would be absolutely useless. Still, it wasn't like it would do any harm to bring it along as well.
And with that, he headed out the door and to where the boarding party gathered, clutching his astrocorder close but otherwise walking with perfect poise. He then stood by the wall, observing the other arrivals and trying to gauge them silently while also awaiting further orders. He may as well get to know the other crew members he'd be sharing this first boarding experience with.
Member
Omega Man,
Half Pint,
Zeus23,
Spiffy,
Neziul,
Scrawl Banditta,
Not a Sayan,
Morgana,
Ezekiel,
ThatDeercat