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BMSA Reagan, Nikki was reporting for duty at her firs assignment after boot camp and A school. She watched as the Taxi arrived at the Marina on the small island, and she saw teh 47' Motor Lifeboat she was assigned to at the far end of the pier.

Getting out she paid the cab driver, and grabbed her sea bag containing her uniforms and a few personal items and headed to the boat to check in.

Nikki was a former model and TV Actress who, aftr staring on a series for several years decided it was time to give back some of what she had gotten so she joined the Coast Guard.

Walking down the pier, she didn't see anyone on deck of the small boy, and she was unsure of the protocol for boarding a small vessel. Deciding to be cautious, she called out "Ahoy Motor Lifeboat," hoping to attract some attention, so she could report aboard.
 
OOC

Tyson Banks.

E-6 Engineer.

28

6'2"

185 lbs

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"Ahoy! Whoever you are!" Tyson said poking his head up from below where he was tuning up one of the diesel engines. He had grease on his hands, face and just about everywhere else. He looked seeing the young, attractive woman standing near the ramp.

Tyson was third generation Coast Guard his father was captain of a big cutter and enjoyed a long career with the CG until a heart attack took him a few years back. His grandfather was a trainer at the school in Cape May New Jersey before that. It was a good fit for Tyson he was fit, loved the water and now being out on patrols no one really fucked with him. Or at least watched him that close.

"And who might you be ma'am?" Tyson hopped up onto the aft deck of the ship and walked to the ramp, it was a very hot day and he was without a shirt! his body was muscular and covered in tattoo's much like the sailors of old!

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Nikki smiled at the handsome shirtless man. I'm BMSA Reagan, Nikki. I wwas assigned to this vessel as the honor graduate of BM A school." she says proudly offering him her orders.
 
When Nikki identified herself Tyson straightened up! "Petty Officer 1st class Banks. Ma'am Welcome aboard the Party Crasher. Well that's what we call her anyway!" Tyson was instantly taken with Nikki. "Is that all your gear? We will be staying on an island a few miles out. We're first responders to most nautical issues and also investigate any ships that come in that aren't identified by the mainland. Well enough on that you will get to know all that. The place we stay is nice enough and the view is second to none. We are just waiting on the Cheif and Petty officer Hollis! Then we will be off." Tyson said getting out fo the way for Nikki to come aboard the FMS.

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This is something out of McHales Navy she thought to herself as she saluted the National Ensign at the aft end of the boat, and then climbed aboard.

"Uhh, yeah this is everything I have. My uniforms and a few sets of civvies." Where can I stow my gear Petty Officer Banks?" she asked having no idea where anything on the boat is, and wondering why a 1st class petty officer is calling a Seaman Apprentice Ma'am.
 
Tyson smiled at Nikki as she walked past. "There are lockers in the forward bow, just pick an empty one and there you go! Look we are not to by the book here wit each other. We have to all get along, we are alone and working in tight quarters. So just try and get into the groove! Any questions?"
Tyson grabbed his navy blue coast guard shirt that was hanging on a railing, pulling it on. He grabbed a bottle of water and took a large swig. "First time out to sea Nikki?"

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Nikki went forward and pulled out a working uniform, and found a nearby head to change. Taking off her dress uniform, she put on her work uniform and headed back topside to find out what she should be doing to help get ready to get underway.
 
"Well beside tuning up the engines we need to pick up supplies for the island. Most have arrived you could secure them in the hold below! That would be good. I will get back to the engine! After that well I guess just walk around the ship and get aquainted to her!" Tyson said with a smile. He stripped off his shirt and went back below to the engine room to resume what he was doing.

She might be fun! He thought to him self. The island could get awfully lonely with out distractions the likes of Nikki!

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Nikki sees a pallet of food and another of spare parts and other unidentifiable crap. "I knew being the fucking junior sailor on a small boy would suck she says as she climbs back onto the pier and starts to move the piles from teh pier to the boat.

Not sure where anything goes, she stacks everything as neatly as she can on the weather decks hoping someone shows up to show her where and how to stow the gear.
 
OOC

Eric Hollis.

E-5 Diver.

30

6'0"

190 lbs

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Petty officer Hollis had just finished filling out requsitions for some updated dive gear when he came back to the Party Crasher.

"Banks get your hick ass up here! I got word that we might be getting a recrut right out of the fucking school!" Hollis yelled from the ramp. He had not seen Nikki yet and had no idea that she was aboard.

Eric Hollis had always wanted to be a frogman and though not adverse to fighting he preferred to try and save lives, so the Coast Guard was a good fit for him. He loved this assignment because it afforded him a lot of extra personal dive time near a lot of old wrecks. He and Tyson had known each other for a long time and were as close as brothers, they were casual around each other feeling that being to formal didn't fit with the atmosphere. Though they both followed the chain of command.

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Nikki heard the big booming voice, and popped up from behind the gear she was on loading. 'With all due respect Petty Officer..."she looked at his name tag "...Hollis, I'm an apprentice, not recruit, out of fucking school. Oh and I was the honor graduate of both boot camp and A school."

She looked up at his face and thought to herself, "What the fuck is this a Coast Guard boat of a male modeling agency? God if the other crew member is this hot, this will be a long tour.
 
Eric stopped dead in his tracks. "Whoa!"

"Eric meet BMSA Nikki Reagan, Nikki meet Petty Officer second class Eric Hollis. He's our diver, swimmer, I guess jack of all trades except for shutting the F up!" Tyson introduced the two. "Now why don't you shut your pie hole and show the newest member of our little team where the shit goes before the Cheif gets here and chews us out for not being ready to launch!" Tyson said before popping back down below.

"Sorry 'bout that. Didn't see you. Uh and congrats on graduating with honors. The danger level is sure to go way down now that we have an honor student aboard!" Eric joked with her. "Now let's see what hot mess you made the hold!"

Eric was probably thinking the same thing Tyson was when he saw Nikki that they had hit pay dirt, unless she was a lesbian then it would be a lot of cold showers and maybe some good conversations.

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GMC Wolffe left her CO's office with her new orders in hand. Just like them she sighed. Sending us off on a mission with a fresh out of school crew member, who isn't even certified on the MLB.

Shaking her head, she got in her car and drove over to the pier where her boat, affectionately nicknamed the Party Crasher, lived. Looking at the supplies she saw about 3/4 of them had been onloaded, but they were all stacked all over the weather decks.

"What the hell are those knuckleheads up to" she mumbled to herself as she climbed aboard.
 
Eric Hollis was busying himself with showing Nikki where to store the supplies they needed for the Island. He didn't hear Chief Wolffe, he was regaling Nikki with his stories of diving on famous wrecks and his youth as a treasure hunter with an eccentric grandfather in Florida.

While that was happening Tyson was swearing at the engine as it was being unco-oprative with him. He had only to finish with the oil filter and clean up and the boat would be read to hit the seas. "You fucking cunt you know you want to fit back on. Hell you were begging to have the engine block up your ass now you are refusing to fucking fit!" he yelled down in the bowels of the 47' boat. it was a tight fit in there and it was making a shitting job worse.

"Now let's double time it cause, you don't want to start off on Wolffe's bad side. She is the only Cheif I would want to go out to sea with but you don't want to see angry!" Hollis was telling Nikki, making sure he was always standing in such a way as to show off some of his muscle. Though older, he was probably the most childish man in the CG, A life of leasure and parents that really never cared what he did, helped promote such an attitude.

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Grabbing the microphone for the ships loudspeaker, she says, All hands muster on the fantail. All hands muster on the fantail, and waits for her screwy crew to show up.
 
As the call came in, Tyson smacked his head on the low bulk head. "Fuck!" He cursed. "Hollis you did it this time!" He whispered rushing to the deck where they were to muster.

Eric's head spun and without turning to Nikki. "Let's move Nikki!" He said rushing from the forward hold to the deck.

Tyson was out of the engine room in record time, standing on the fantail, his shirt off, hands filthy and in a foul mood because he now had a searing headache.
Eric was scrambling through the boat to get to the deck with Nikki hot on his tail.

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Nikki heard the announcement and before she could react she heard him shout something and he started running. Figuring it was best to follow him, Nikki ran with him not believeing how long it could take to get somewhere on a boat this small.

FInally they arrived in the sunlight and Nikki saw a Tall female chief standing there looking at the engineer unhappily.

She went and stood next to him at attention, not sure what was happening but wanting to make a good impression on her superior.

CHief Wolffes eyes widened in surprise seeing Nikki standing there. 'Fuckin' a great,' she thought to herself, 'not only an inexperienced untrained sailor, but one who looks like a goddamn model. Now these two knuckleheads will be tryin to get into her pants all the time.'
 
Tyson gave Eric a dirty look when he and Nikki finally made it on to the deck.

The two men faced froward and stood at attention while their commanding officer looked them over neither saying anything till they were addressed directly.
Both men could tell what the chief was thinking and she wouldn't have been wrong both men were players and popular with the ladies when ever they were on shore leave. So why not now that they were on duty too Nikki looked the part and once alone on the island if there weren't a lot of call outs the monotony was sure to get to them and they would all need a release. At least that is what the two men hoped anyway!

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"What moron thought it was a good idea to stow this gear on the weather decks where it could fall overboard, and cause a hazard to navigation, not to mention some of these parts are mission critical. If we lost them we would be out of commission until they were replaced." She said looking over her Mötley Crüe, trying to figure out if they were really that stupid or just lazy.
 
"That would be me Chief!" Eric admitted. "I have no excuse! It won't happen again!"

Tyson looked on as Eric took the blame. Though it was all put there by Coast Guard supply staff. Thinking it would be stored immediately. Only Tyson was below getting the engine ready and Eric had yet to return from supply himself. Then he was trying to sow Nikki where to put it, seeing Tyson never did take the time to show her.

"We will work double time to get it stored and us on our way asap!" Eric added.

KC
 
Nikki stood there, not wanting these guys to cover for her. She did it, and wanted to speak up but part of her was telling her to stay silent and letthem take the blame. That's no way to treat shipmates she told herself.

Very quietly she said "It's my fault chief. Petty Officer Banks was working on the engines when I arrived aborad and told me to start onloading the stuff on the pier then went back to the engine compartment. I have no idea what some of this gear is, or where it goes. So I started moving it from the pier to the boat figuring someone would come along and show me where and how to stow it.

"When Petty Officer Hollis arrived Petty Officer Banks told him to show me where to stow it, and that's what we were doing when you called us to the fantail."

She was glad she spoke up, but she was weak kneed and hoped she didn't just kill her career or friends with speaking up.
 
Tyson and Eric looked at Nikki for the briefest of seconds, surprised she had the nobility to speak up, this was a rare trait nowadays Eric had fallen on that grenade all she need do was shut up and she was pretty much home free with the Chief.

"Chief if I may! I don't think we should dwell on this to long! We all know where blame lies in each of us and we all can agree that we learned a valuable lesson here!" Hollis said. Tyson closed his eyes thinking he knew what was coming next. The Chief was a fair woman, good looking capable and most of all a good leader. But she wasn't going to let the newbie think she was a push over or that on her watch things were lax!

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She looked at the three of them. "Alright. At ease. First welcome aboard Seaman Reagan. Sorry you had to come on a bad day. Guys you know better than this. Lets get the Party Crasher squared away so we can get underway. Tyson how are the engines?"
 
Pleased they dodged a verbal beating, Hollis relaxed, but knew he had to make up for lost time and needed to get Nikki working at top pace for them to keep Wolffe more happy.

"Ship shape Chief. We are ready to go when the gear is stored. How was your leave?" He asked testing the waters of the Chief's mood.

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"Cut short. The skipper need me to train some new folks on another boat, then he assigns us to a forward mission with untrained crew. Once the gear is stowed, I would like to talk to you Seaman Reagan. You're not in trouble, I just want to get to know you."

"Aye Aye chief," she says, fighting an urge to salute this powerful and beautiful woman who she already admires.
 
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