Playing With the Big Boys

Posted on Tue May 17th, 2011 @ 11:54am by Lieutenant JG Tramira Kyt & Commodore Samantha York

499 words; about a 2 minute read

Kyt had been summoned to the Captain's ready room. She wasn't thrilled, but, upon review, was fairly certain that as she had not killed, or even slightly broken anyone, and had not so much as blinked at Major Raine, that this was not going to be an unpleasant visit. She approached the Captain's room, and pressed the chime, waiting patiently to be admitted.

"Come," Sam said, finishing the last paragraph of a report before looking up. She smiled when she saw Kyt. "Ensign Tramira. Have a seat."

Kyt appreciated, among many things about Captain York did, the recollection of Bajoran naming conventions. "Thank you, Captain." She said, nodding, and doing as requested.

"How are things in security?"

"Stran is recovering." Kyt said, nodding. "He will recover. Otherwise, fully operational."

"I'm glad. He was key to figuring out what was going on with the communications on Mythraeli. If it hadn't been for him, we would still be back there trying to solve the mystery."

"Indeed." Kyt said, nodding.

Sam moved on to the matter at hand. "You were placed in a tough position when Jaxara died. You've managed to hold your own, which is admirable. So, I think it's time you get this." She slid a small box across the desk.

"There is a down side," Sam added. "This means you will be expected to pull your weight. No more training period."

Kyt quirked an eyebrow. "I've not considered this a training period, ma'am."

"You may not, but I have. It's highly irregular to promote an NCO to an officer. Especially when you went from a marine to security." Not that it hadn't been done before. Sam herself was trying to convince Damon to be her new XO.

Kyt nodded. "It is not without precedent." She stated, flatly. "The Security department does not seem to mind."

"Nor does the command staff. Or Theta Fleet Command."

Kyt refrained from commenting. She looked down at the box. "What is this?" She asked, curious.

"Open it and see," Sam replied, not wanting to spoil the surprise.

Kyt opened the box, and looked at the contents. She looked up, shocked, at the Captain. "Ma'am, it is appreciated, but I do not understand."

"It's a promotion. So you don't have members of your department who outrank you. And because you've earned it."

Kyt scowled. "I do not understand that statement, however I'm not about to argue, ma'am."

"Good idea," Sam joked. "It's never a good idea to argue with your CO about a promotion."

Kyt nodded. "My thoughts, exactly." She said, chuckling.

"Is there anything you need from me?" Sam asked her.

Kyt shook her head. "You have done more than necessary, already." Kyt said, with an odd tone to her voice.

"Then I will let you go and get used to the new rank," Sam said with an understanding smile.

Kyt nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

OFF

Captain Samantha York
Commanding Officer
USS Calypso

Lieutenant JG Tramira Kyt
Chief Security/Tactical Officer
USS Calypso

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