Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Namid Argimeau (Scientific Intelligence Officer) in side-sim: Apples to Oranges? (Tag Argimeau)

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in side-sim: Apples to Oranges? (Tag Argimeau)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Namid Argimeau (Scientific Intelligence Officer) in side-sim: Apples to Oranges? (Tag Argimeau)
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Ambassador S’Tek had told her that the Scientific Intelligence Officer was someone she should get to know. So now that she was officially on board she sent a message to Lt Namid Argimeau asking if she had time to meet either in her office or perhaps over a meal. Revna wasn’t exactly busy at the moment, and it was in her nature to try and be as accommodating as possible.
McKenzie, DA

Ping! Namid peered over their abandoned glass, its contents abhorrent even to them, and lifted a curious eyebrow. “Huh,” they muttered, reaching to snag the PaDD from its perch. The message incited a burst of surprise to pass through their features, but it was hardly unwelcome. Following a moment’s deliberation, Namid accepted her offer to meet over a meal, asking where and what time worked best for her.

— Namid Argimeau, Scientific Intel

Revna considered her options for on board Manhattan: the lounge or her office. Actually she might be officially on board but they were still docked at Event Horizon and that provided more options. The Lt might enjoy getting off the ship or more comfortable on board, and Revna was not overly familiar with either. She suggested breakfast, either at the lounge on deck 8 or the little café, ‘Galactic Mornings’ on the station, at 0900.

At the agreed upon location, Revna arrived finding table and sitting down waiting for her companion to arrive.
McKenzie, DA

Namid strolled into the cafe, a sea of nameless faces soon capturing their attention. They lingered. Fleeting seconds escorted them from the door, but a hunch presented them to Revna’s table. “Excuse me,” they offered a terse, albeit friendly smile, “are you Revna McKenzie?”

— Namid Argimeau, Scientific Intel

Revna stood and offered her hand to the science officer. “I am, Lt. Namid Argimeau, I presume?” She waved to the other chairs, “Please join me.” A member of the small wait staff appeared, “Can I get either of you anything?” Revna looked at Namid letting her order first.
McKenzie, DA

“It’s nice to put a name to a face,” Namid’s smile was unwavering as they grasped Revna’s hand in a brief, firm shake. “And please, call me Namid.” Her gesture guided them to a seat, where they soon lifted their gaze to the approaching server. At Revna’s glance, they nodded and said, “yes, black coffee and a bowl of oatmeal would be fantastic. Thank you.”

“Black tea and a German omelet with bacon, please.”

Namid fell silent when Revna returned the server’s question. When they disappeared to fulfil the requests, Argimeau turned back to Revna and nodded. “Is there a motive behind this meeting?” Namid smiled to lighten their question. “Or is it just a ‘hello’?” They didn’t mind either way, but they preferred to know.

— Namid Argimeau, Scientific Intel

Revna turned back to her companion, “Please call me Revna. It is very nice to meet you, Namid. Mostly just a hello. Motive wise, it was to meet you. I was told that you are someone I should get to know, work wise. That you will stop me from making any major blunders if I should actually have to engage in any negotiations. Mostly I just wanted to get to know the people I’ll be working with.”
McKenzie, DA

“Renva,” Namid echoed, the melody stressed by an elusive French accent. “A lovely name,” they loosened their stance and listened attentively. A knowing smile crossed their lips when Revna mentioned blunders. Though social gaffes seldom evaded them, Namid knew a thing or two about less.. smile-and-act-natural varieties. “I’m not sure it’s an ‘if’ so much as a ‘when’,” they mused, “but whatever you need, let me know.”

There was a knowing smirk to her eyes, “Oh have no doubt, Namid. I am not above asking for help, and hopefully all my years of experience will stop me from making too many blunders, and what I do make we shall catch before anyone else does.” Revna knew it was highly unlikely that she would never make a mistake. The trick was to do her best to be well informed, and work with those who knew better than her.

“I can get behind that,” a touch of sincerity met their eyes. “Where are you from.. before all this Starfleet and diplomatic business?”

— Namid Argimeau, Scientific Intel

“I am from Bømlo. It’s a little island off the coast of Norway in the North Sea on Earth. If you were to visit, the last place you would expect to find me is out here amongst the stars with all this technology and advancement. We live very old fashioned there. We follow the old ways and everything we have we make for ourselves. And in small subtle ways you’ll find modern technology in places. For instance my father and uncle operate a brewery and everything is made as it was centuries ago. But my younger sister is our historian and the archives are a modern marvel in order to protect the documents and artifacts stored there. I like to think we have the best of both, our history and our present. And what about you? Where did you start out?”
McKenzie, DA

Namid’s coal-black eyes glistened just imagining the island, Bømlo, she described. They weren’t aware of many settlements entirely devoted to inherited customs and virtues. Even the Argimeau family, who cherished the traditions that tethered them to their ancestors, succumbed to the modern way of life. But more than the lifestyle was the history. Oh, what they would give to listen to or read about it. “Bømlo sounds marvellous,” Namid’s lips curved into a smile, “what was your favourite place or trait of the island?”

Revna grinned, “I think so. Oh wow so my favorite trait would have to be the people. They are feirce and protective and welcoming. And there was always someone around to teach you something new. My favorite place would have to be the fjord on the North Eastern coast of the island. It’s incredibly deep and the water is the most amazing shade of cobalt blue.”

When their question left Revna’s tongue, Namid released a soft chuckle. “I was also born on an island — Vancouver Island, in BC.” They shook their head. “But, I was raised ‘on the road’. My father ran with a theatre troupe, so we spent most of my childhood planet-hopping. Alpha Centauri, the Deneva Colony, Risa, even Vulcan — wherever there was a stage or a large enough pile of rocks, we went.”

— Namid Argimeau, Scientific Intel

“That’s sounds incredibly exciting. What was your favorite place that you visited? Or are there too many to choose from?”
McKenzie, DA