Posted Feb. 29, 2020, 1:09 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Kiama Naim ((A) Chief Science Officer) (Silke Fahl)
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) in Counsellor’s Office - Naim’s psychological evaluation
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Kiama Naim ((A) Chief Science Officer) in Counsellor’s Office - Naim’s psychological evaluation
Posted by Lieutenant Commander Zef Rollo (Counselor) in Counsellor’s Office - Naim’s psychological evaluation
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The office was appointed in dusty pink and rich burgundy. They were colors Zef had always been partial to. “Good day, Lt. Please make yourself comfortable.” As the woman crossed in front of her, the Cmdr was quite taken with how beautiful Naim’s rich, mocha skin was. Compared to Zef’s own complexion, the science officer seemed more present.
Naim gave a small nod in reply and then in a graceful, fluid motion settled down on one of the chairs. Her back was straight and her legs, crossed at the ankle, were tucked slightly to the side of the chair. Despite the stiffness of her posture, though, the officer didn’t seem overly tense.
“Thank you for coming. As a new officer on the ship, I wanted to make sure I had a face to face with the command staff and department heads to familiarize myself with the people who keep everything running smoothly.”
—Rollo, CNS
“My pleasure, Counsellor,” Naim replied. “I would have asked for an appointment anyway, as my boarding evaluation got interrupted and we then were never able to finish it before your predecessor had to leave. But apart from that, what would you like to know?” There was an air of genuine and almost naive curiosity about her. And while she carried herself with a certain amount of dignity and self-assurance, without coming across as arrogant, there was also something almost child-like about her and the way she seemed to carry her heart on her sleeve.
~Lt.jg. Naim, aCSO
Rollo came around from behind the desk and joined the young woman in the seating area. “Nothing specific, Lt., but I see by your records that you are new to ship life? You only recently graduated from the Academy, is that right?”
—Rollo, CNS
“I did,” replied Naim and a soft, slightly nervous chuckle escaped her lips. “And here I am already filling the role of acting Chief Science Officer. It’s certainly not what I would have expected for my first mission, to be honest.” Tilting her head slightly to the side, she continued without missing the beat, “It’s funny where life puts us sometimes. I mean, I have more experience in science than the average Academy graduate and also some experience in leading research teams. Yet this still isn’t something I’d have expected in in my wildes dreams. I mean: who would? Right now, I just hope that my specialty would be more useful for this mission. In fact, useful at all might be the better description.” Realising that she was babbling, she finished with, “Sorry” and then shut up.
~Lt.jg. Naim, aCSO
“Oh, I totally understand. And I would concentrate on he fact that you were chosen out of the entire science department, to lead it while the Manhattan finds a new CSO. That speaks volumes of what command thinks of your abilities. I’m sure it will also help you advance more quickly than most. I asked about this being your first assignment because ship life isn’t for everyone.” Zef smoothed a stray strand of hair off of her forehead and continued. “Most people think there isn’t anything special about it, but there is. It has certain challenges that one doesn’t realize before they’re actually living the reality. So, I want to know how you’re adjusting? Are you having any difficulty acclimating to the restrictions of a ship?”
—Rollo, CNS
“Oh,” Naim replied as she realised that she had misunderstood the counsellor’s question and felt a little heat rising to her cheeks. Yet as Rollo asked about her adjustment to the restrictions of a ship, a short, amused snort escaped her lips. Instinctively she claps one hand to her mouth and for the briefest of moments her eyes went wide and something reminiscent of fear flickered across her face. Dropping her hand into her lap, she took another moment to in- and exhale in order to control her impulsive nature. She then said, “The short answer is no. In fact, in many ways I find life within Starfleet and on board the Manhattan less restrictive than almost all the rest of my life has been.” Tilting her head slightly to the side, she asked, “Am I correct to assume that you’ve read my file?”
~Lt.jg. Naim, aCSO
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