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Nine Forward - Graduation Ceremony (Everyone welcome to join!)

Posted April 11, 2019, 4:58 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Thomas Buckingham (Chief Medical Officer (Incoming)) (Steve Alliss)

Posted by Lieutenant Eshrallias zh’Vheris (Chief Science Officer) in Nine Forward - Graduation Ceremony (Everyone welcome to join!)

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Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rexar Omtala (Chief Engineer (Incoming)) in Nine Forward - Graduation Ceremony (Everyone welcome to join!)
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Cassandra observed the set up, pleased at the progress they were able to make. It was quite something, becoming Captain of this ship not too long ago and already she was going to graduate two of its cadets. She had earlier clandestinely sent invitations to much of the main crew and senior staff so now it was simply time to invite the men of the hour.

=^=Captain Rixan to Cadets Omtala and Buckingham, report to the Nine Forward lounge please,=^= She tapped her badge. The rest of the invitees would soon show up and they could have a nice little get together as a brief respite from the mission. Though it wasn’t too bad a mission thus far.

~Cassandra Rixan~

Ang walked in and smiled at the Captain. “So another page to turn, eh?” She said as the woman finished her comm call. “Thought you may want a hand before everyone arrives.” She glanced around thinking maybe she wasn’t needed after all.

Ang
CE (outgoing)

“Duty calls Riley, we’ll have to finish this mission another time.”

=^=Acknowledged Captain. Heading out.=^=

“Computer. Save and end program under practical experience three.”

Rexar turned and walked ahead of NC. Riley as a dense, tropical landscape vanished behind them. Cleaning the dirt from his hands with a few broad strokes, he stopped at the archway and spun about in search of his colleague.

Standing as the centre of the room, her slight frame sagged heavily as she stood. Facing the floor, Rileys’ walnut brown ponytail bobbed as she shook her head whilst her eyes laid on her boots. Taut and reserved, she spoke softly.

“I’m not get the hang of this one Rex. Let’s just go back to the hunting, that’s more my speed.”

A short smile broke over his pale blue face as he hastily walked over to her, grabbed her by the arm and began to leave.

“You’re nearly there, don’t quit now. Besides, you can eat your kill if your can’t start a fire.”

He laughed a moment, boisterous chuckle, then parted ways with Riley. Moving at pace towards his quarters, Rexar hurried along to make up for his lost time.

A quick sonic shower, a prefabricated uniform off the hook and he was in the turbolift for Nine-Forward in three minutes seventeen second flat. Something he’d been working on since he came aboard. Moments later Rexar paraded into the lounge, oblivious to the surrounding decor and advanced to meet Rixan where she stood.

Coming to a full stop he stood at attention and addressed his Captain.

“Cadet Omtala reporting as ordered Ma’am.”

Cdt. Rexar Omtala (Engineer)

Barvan was already in the lounge when the ceremony began. He was standing at the back of the room clearly out of sight of most people as to not cause any fuss.

He did this specifically because he wanted to conduct a little experiment. In fact, he wanted to use a telepathic technique he tested and created earlier, that technique being emotional monitoring.

This technique involved monitoring a subject (or several subjects’) level of perceived emotion like a graph or a stock ticker. It meant analyzing the stresses and stimuli around them that might move it up or down as well as analyzing other people’s emotions.

It would be interesting to see how it would work. The two lab rats for the experiment would be Captain Rixan and whichever graduate would come up to get their graduation award.

Cadet Barvan, Security

Buckingham strode neatly into Nine Forward, slightly quizzical about the reason his colleague and he had been called together. Nevertheless he joined Rexar in formally addressing his commanding officer. “Cadet Buckingham reporting, Ma’am.”

Thomas Buckingham - Medical

Cadet Kanto was eating a bowl of plomeek soup at a table by himself in one of the corners when the graduates arrived. He had always shirked away from social gatherings such as this, but Counselor Liadra recommended that he take the time to meet and ‘hang out’ with his fellow shipmates. So when he got the invitation, he arrived fairly early and decided that it was a good time to consume sustenance. He finished his bowl, took it back to the replicator station, and found a spot to stand where he could observe the ceremony.

Cadet Kanto, Science

Entering the room later than she had expected, Eashrallias slid into the space beside Kanto, offering a quiet nod in acknowledgement. She had not expected to see him here. Then again, she didn’t know the cadet well enough, yet, to determine his plausible whereabouts. Brushing down her uniform, scarred hands coming together before her hips, she watched in curiosity.

“Well, I think we’re all here, so let’s get started. For those who don’t yet know me, I’m Captain Cassandra Rixan, your recently assigned Commanding Officer,” Cassandra remarked, standing on a little dais that had a small table with some boxes on them, “We’re here to celebrate the completion of two cadets and their training journey. First up, Cadet Buckingham, step forward.” She beckoned with a smile.

~Cassandra Rixan~

Lt. Eshrallias
CSO

As Captain Rixan began her speech, Barvan immediately began monitoring the new CMOs psyche. He attempted to take note of everything going on within him, and would likely be able to find out most of it.

Cadet Barvan, Security

Calmly, Buckingham smiled and stepped forward. He stood up straight and saluted the CO before returning his hand by his side again.

Thomas Buckingham - Medical

“Cadet Buckingham, it gives me great pleasure to announce that you have met the requirements of graduation from the Academy,” Cassandra responded, opening up the rank pip box on the table, well, one of them, “As you have excelled at your studies, you are hereby promoted to Lieutenant, Junior Grade and assigned as Chief Medical officer, here on the Endeavor. Congratulations, Lieutenant Buckingham.”

~Cassandra Rixan~

Rexar brought his hands together with a mighty clatter as he called out to his shipmate in a riotous bellowing.

“We’ll done Buckingham. Deserved of course. “

He continued to celebrate his friend as the others did and then juggled the idea of his own predicament. He had found a sense of purpose on-board he was unaware he could attain. He could say in honesty that his work here was something he would care to further and that those he’d met here made that possible. Staying seemed…right.

LT.JG Rexar Omtala (CE)

Barvan would be clapping loudly. He kept perfect eye contact with Buckingham’s person to keep monitoring his mind.

Cadet Barvan, Security

A smile, as rare as the sight of a supernova, inched across the defining lines of Vheris’ trained features. Bringing her hands together, she praised the Lieutenant with a congratulatory clap.

Lt. Eshrallias
CSO

Feeling incredibly proud, humbled and grateful, Buckingham looked at the rank pips in the box a moment before speaking. He took a brief moment to think about his Wife and the journey he had been on to the this moment. Before returning his gaze to meet the Captain’s. Quietly he said “Thank You, Ma’am” before stepping back.

“And thank you, Rexar” Tom smiled

Thomas Buckingham - Medical


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