Ship's Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

Posted Jan. 16, 2020, 6:53 p.m. by Ensign Kiama Naim (Scientist) (Silke Fahl)

Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Ship’s Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

Posted by Ensign Kiama Naim (Scientist) in Ship’s Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Ship’s Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

Posted by Ensign Kiama Naim (Scientist) in Ship’s Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Ship’s Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

Posted by Ensign Kiama Naim (Scientist) in Ship’s Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Ship’s Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Ship’s Lounge - A lunchtime meeting

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Shon’s relief at the change of topic prompted another wave of guilt, which then shifted to embarrassment as he was very aware that Kiama could probably sense all of these internal feelings.

Pushing forward to leave the heavy subject behind, Shon tilted his head upward in thought as he retracted his hands and used his spoon to scrape up the remains of his clam chowder. “What did I like most about the Academy…? Well, your second question is easier so I’ll start there. I actually moved to Earth when I was fifteen to complete secondary education at a San Francisco public school that has a reputation for feeding graduates into the Academy. I had a wonderful host family that I still keep in touch with. And it obviously worked out for the best, because I got into the San Francisco Starfleet Academy, first try!” He beamed, obviously a bit proud of himself.

“Oh wow,” Kiama said softly; feeling both impressed and surprised, while also wondering if there was more to it. Moving to another planet without your family at the age of fifteen was a big step after all.

“This may sound sappy,” he continued, “but I guess honestly what I liked most about the Academy was the people. It was so amazing to be surrounded by such smart, talented individuals, and from such a variety of cultures as well! I was lucky to have a wonderful cohort. I made a lot of great friends there, but taking this position on the Manhattan means that I won’t be seeing any of them for a bit, considering they’re all back in the alpha and beta quadrants.”

Shon smiled warmly. “But that’s why it’s so exciting to meet new smart, talented people, like you!”

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

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OOC: I’m sorry for the delayed reply. RL got rather crazy.

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Kiama returned Shon’s smile and nodded here and there while listening. “Well, thank you for the compliment. I can definitely return it. And I agree, it’s great to meet so many and divers people through Starfleet; both within and by exploring this galaxy!” she said, her eyes sparkling. “I can’t wait to get to know the rest of the crew and to meet other species. There is so much to learn. It’s exciting!”

~Ensign Naim, Scientist

Shon snickered. “Listen to us! If only a recruiter for the academy could hear us now… they’d have us shooting a promotional vid like that,” he said with a snap of his fingers.

Kiama had just popped another macaroni into her mouth and nearly inhaled it as she started to laugh; which in turn led to a bad coughing fit. For some reason she had a hard time stopping her laughter which made the whole “not being able to breath because of a macaroni” situation worse. Tears even started to well up her eyes and still she was laughing and coughing at the same time.

Shon half-stood from his chair as Kiama’s food went down the wrong pipe, watching her intently for any signs of choking. When he confirmed that she was still able to breathe despite the coughing and laughing, he settled back down, glad that he didn’t jump straight into the Heimlich. Still, Shon eyed Kiama with apprehension until she had completely cleared her throat.

“What about you,” Shon volleyed back, “were you at San Fransisco Academy? It’s a big campus and considering we’re in different fields, it’s entirely possible that our paths simply didn’t cross.”

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Finally recovered from the macaroni-incident, Kiama replied, “I went to the San Francisco Academy as well. And I’m not surprised that our paths didn’t cross despite the overlap in science and medical. But as you said, it’s a big campus and you graduated before me, so we were in different cohorts on top of that.”

~Ensign Naim, Scientist

Shon nodded. “But then again, maybe that’s why you feel familiar, in some way. A friendly face, even all the way out here.”

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

“I guess,” Kiama replied thoughtfully, yet smiling. “What did you like most about the Academy and what did you do outside of classes?” she asked curiously and it was only after she’d stopped talking that she ate another bite of her mac & cheese; careful this time not to almost choke.

~Ensign Naim, Scientist

“Well of course I found all the other theater nerds and we had quite the time in the holodecks, let me tell you,” Shon chuckled. “We had people from the holodecks next door coming in to tell us to keep it down. But it’s so much fun when you can act in the actual environment a play descirbes, rather than just a stage.”

Kiama snorted, grateful that she had already swallowed her bite of food so she avoided another mishap. If her mother saw how lax her table manners had become … Almost instantly as her thoughts wandered towards her mother, she sat a little bit straighter again and while her whole expression was still lit up in delight, she probably looked a bit more prim and proper once more.

Shon paused to wipe his mouth with the napkin from his lap. “Speaking of, the invitation to see a musical still stands!” He held up his hands defensively. “Not that I’m trying to be pushy about it. But at the very least I’d like to see you again soon! I get the feeling that without a plan, we’ll get lost in our duties.”

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

“No, you’re right, we should set a time and date. I can only speak for myself, but I get lost in my work if I’m not careful,” Kiama replied and after a short pause admitted, “People had to literally drag me out of the labs before and remind me that both food and sleep are needed. So yeah, we should make a concrete plan and I’m open to go to a musical with you. When would be a good time for you?”

~Ensign Naim, Scientist


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