With regards to senior officer appointments, I'd like to have Trent handle the new CTO and Intelligence officer appointments. I think some fun could be had with that.
And just a quick note regarding Marquez' comment about "his" crew: a certain XO with a voice that is almost always a near-whisper would remind Marquez in no uncertain terms he isn't their first officer anymore, and that by accepting what Ives had to say, they are part of Theurgy's crew now, no longer Resolve. And if he thinks it's a good idea to dictate terms to Captain Ives, he's got something else coming. That XO might even raise his voice to "just above conversational levels", too.
"His Crew" = "his" associates, friends, comrades, colleagues, his responsibility. As opposed to "his" Subordinates, his followers, his loyalists? Please, don't get me wrong. High Horse is not what we call attack dog. I have no particular ambitions aside from being there for the Resolvies. Just to be clear.
Don't get me wrong, CV, Marquez is nobody's sycophant and he's letting Ives know that Trust isn't just given, not with snakes in the garden (parasites among Starfleet, possibly aboard.) He's taking the Resolve survivors under his protection the way Aragorn took the Fellowship under his responsibility--condition that parallel for the record; Spokesperson, advocate, if anything. That's the metaphor I'm out for. No mission, No Resolve, just her crew, ergo her memory/legacy and the will to survive. I'd like that on the record; they're his responsibility and he'd put his life on the line for them without question. That's why I'd like to have the meet n greet forum underway. There will be some initial tension, but once Marquez gets a formal role/title, things will go along smoothly, possibly even almost immediately after the first meeting. (TOS: Balance of Terror: Stiles and Spock grade initial lack of trust, by the end, appreciation and Star Trek patented catharsis.)
Ives & XO :
Your advice is taken to heart. In the same spirit, don't plan on me being treacherous or treasonous.
I'm an attack dog, not a cavalryman. I growl but I play ball with whoever's in charge and I certainly will not, under any circumstances bite the hand that feeds me or my ---pardon, or the--- Resolve pack; besides, there is lingering bitterness over SB84 to be cured soon by Ejek (Eyes only, Counselor: )
She'd have sessions with him in the Cardassian Sauna program she introduced him to; overclocking the gym and simulators only fostered more latent rage.
It is true, I mentioned to Arista that Marquez has severe acute homesickness that attributes to his... well, acerbic attitude (He doesn't use holodecks that show outdoors Earth, except for his WW2/WW3 simulators where everything is war-torn). He's due for the "you gotta be strong" speech, not the you've gotta be wary speech, something or other:
Anyone who tries to sneak* a sidearm after the order to turn them in gets their asses handed to them by yours truly. To Ives, I would make a firm argument, lose it but (set up ^ Stiles-vs-Spock) accept your command, and pledge Resolve's crew to yours, as you'd expect.
Yes, we'd faithfully come around but I initially have to play the wary role, at least IC I do. It would be out of character for him to roll over and pledge his loyalty to the founders, so to speak.
Marquez IC: No Arms locker raids. Period.
"I argued to keep our weapons, but we're playing by their rules now. We are now under the command of Captain Jien Ives for all intents and purposes. All sidearms are to be peace-bonded and checked in. No exceptions.
[example]*You too, Jimmy." *Pats down his friend's uniform, knapsack and finds a few phaser components and hands them in.* "Nice try. You're confined to quarters. I want these people to trust us. No whining, Mister, now give Sharky a bath. If anyone else has anything else they want to sneak through, now's the time to come clean, or clean the dog; we all know he hates bathtime." [/example]
If there's anyone you should be worried about, CV, it's my comic relief character, Jimmy Mariner: Imagine him eventually sneaking into a cockpit and childishly playing with it, whooping terms like "Yeee-haw! Fox Three! Yippee-kai-yai.... Oh, Heya, Chief, I was just, I was just... I was just uh,.... Okay, okay, I'll leave, but you gotta call me 'Sir.' *Short-lived smug regard*
You'd drag him out by his ear, give him the ole Neeson scolding, "Get the hell outta my bay.... 'Sir!' (insert threat here; "Merridadoc Brandybuck... and Peregine Took. I might have known." for reference.)
You're right about Jimmy not knowing the full extent of the contents of his knapsack. Initially keeping an eye on Marquez, he'd try to make himself useful while the XO--former XO, now that we've established that, CV. He'd be annoying Duv to no end until Martin shows up. "Ah, Ma'am, damn good to see someone with a real spine around here. Gotcha these. Might come in useful." A quick chat with Marquez would get him on his feet soon enough to meet in the FAB.
Mariner would probably be protective of Martin and there at her side for the Cult of Morali crisis, a chance to show he's more than just a trash-talking cowboy. Marquez, a former Pilot and Tac-Conn before being full Tactical, would be a participant in the Bootcamp. Part of his WW2 Simulator included "Battle of Britain" and "Battle of the Pacific" missions. Havenborn will be aware of this, and routinely flew lead during our voyage. We of course flew simulations of the real deal, obviously,
[example]Upon not having his named sidearms, he would ham-handedly try to get them back, or at least try to, but Ida would be five steps ahead of him. "Do you always walk your canine near the armory" 'Yeah. You don't? We window shop for something to fasten to his harness. You think you could see about a SAFTI with custom specifications---' "Your bullshit doesn't phase me, Ensign. Back to your post, or should I contact LtCommander Marquez?" 'Chill, Leftenant, I'll go. And just call him Striker.'
"Marquez to ThanIda: I saw that. Thank you. Good kid, bad idea." [/theoretical example]